Chapter 56: A Pearl Covered in Dust Cannot Obscure Its Brilliance (8)

Yun Gou'er and Song Youcai finished the calculations for the part of the drawings they were responsible for, and also went to help the group with slower progress. Before school was over, all the groups finally finished.

Shen Minghuan walked around the classroom. The students were very serious. Shen Minghuan checked and found no mistakes.

Shen Minghuan nodded with satisfaction, "You don't have to come to the classroom in the afternoon. Go to the village chief's house directly after dinner."

He said solemnly: "Remember, you are the chief designer of this invention. Every detail is related to the final success or failure. You must take a serious attitude. You can't be partial to the other party just because they are your elders. Do you understand?"

"Yes, teacher!" The children also put on a serious look and answered in a sonorous and powerful voice.

They didn't quite understand what some words meant, but they felt their blood boiling inexplicably, and they were looking forward to the great cause that they were about to create in the afternoon.

Shen Minghuan put down the pointer and announced loudly: "get out of class is over."

"Thank you, teacher." The students said these four words in a long tone, and rushed out of the classroom and ran home impatiently.

Foolish adults, accept the teaching and command from the chief designer!

Yun Gou'er almost rushed out with the crowd, but he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and took back the step he had just taken.

Yun Gou'er coughed lightly, retracted his excited expression, and slowly put away the stationery on the table, looking calm and reliable.

Song Youcai: "Boss, you are too slow, I will help you!"

Yun Gou'er: "..."

Yun Gou'er picked up the pen that someone had dropped on the ground, secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Minghuan, and saw that the other party was not paying attention to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

He rolled his eyes and pretended that he didn't hold it firmly, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground again. Yun Gou'er said "Ah" and bent down, and secretly glanced at Shen Minghuan again.

Now Shen Minghuan finally looked at him, and Yun Gou'er quickly retracted his gaze, as if he was concentrating on packing up.

Yun Gou'er thought, the others ran away in a hurry, which was not reliable at all. Unlike him, he did things from beginning to end, and was always calm and rational. The teacher would definitely like him more.

Shen Minghuan thought, is this protagonist okay? How can a good pen fall in his hand? The plot didn't say that the protagonist has a disease?

Song Youcai slapped his head suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and ran to Shen Minghuan: "Teacher, my parents asked you to go to my house for dinner."

Yun Gou'er paused, pursed his lips, and continued to pack up, but his mood suddenly became a little depressed.

Shen Minghuan blinked his eyes. He didn't want to eat. He just wanted to sleep. "Next time, definitely next time."

"No, no, if you don't go back with me, my dad will definitely beat me." Song Youcai hugged Shen Minghuan's hand tightly. "Grandma Yun also wants to treat you to a meal. You can go to the old house next time."

Shen Minghuan pulled his hand out with disgust: "Let go, let go, pulling and tugging, how can you be so shameless."

Song Youcai scratched his head: "Teacher, why are your hands so hot?"

He suddenly screamed: "Teacher Shen, you are not having a fever, are you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not, I can't be sick!" Shen Minghuan argued.

Yun Gou'er couldn't sit still anymore. He hurried over and touched Shen Minghuan's hand with courage, saying with certainty: "Teacher, you definitely have a fever."

"What should I do?" Song Youcai was so anxious that he turned around.

In his impression, being sick is a very uncomfortable and dangerous thing. You need to be carefully cared for and fed with good food and drink. If someone in the family is sick, that person will be the center of the family for a long time. But Shen Minghuan came here alone, and there was no one to take care of him.

Yun Gou'er frowned, he thought about it, and said carefully: "Teacher, do you want to live in my house? I still have a room."

Yun Gou'er's family only has him and his grandmother. After his parents left, the room was vacant.

Shen Minghuan now lives in an empty house in the village. No one has lived there for many years. Before he came, the village chief took the strong laborers in the village to repair it.

In fact, the house he lives in now is better than most families in the village, including the Yun family.

Yun Gou'er was a little worried that Shen Minghuan would dislike it.

"I don't..." Shen Minghuan didn't reject this matter, he was just stubborn.

The system realized that it had been deceived, and saw that he was still trying to be strong, and immediately shouted angrily: [Host! ]

Shen Minghuan felt guilty: "...I object."

"Huh? No objection?" Yun Gou'er was delighted, "I'll go back now and let my grandma prepare."

He looked at Shen Minghuan worriedly, "Youcai, help me take Teacher Shen to my house."

Shen Minghuan protested: "I just have a fever, not a broken leg."

Song Youcai pretended not to hear, quickly supported his arm, turned his head and said to Yun Gou'er: "Don't worry, boss, I'm here, Teacher Shen will be fine, go back and tell Grandma Yun."

Yun Gou'er nodded solemnly, took a deep breath, turned around and rushed out of the classroom.

Song Youcai stared at his back for a long time, tears of trust flashing in his eyes.

The air was suddenly filled with a resolute atmosphere.

After a while, Song Youcai wiped his tears and said, "Teacher, let's go too. Don't waste the time that the boss has bought for us."

Shen Minghuan: "..."

Led by the village chief, the villagers went up the mountain to cut wood, brought it back and did some simple processing, waiting for Shen Minghuan's further guidance in the afternoon.

Just as the village chief believed Shen Minghuan without hesitation, the villagers also cooperated very well. No one questioned it, and they all looked forward to the final product.

Now it was dinner time, the students were out of school, and the adults also returned home in twos and threes. On the road, they saw Song Youcai crying.

Song Youcai supported Shen Minghuan with a sad face, his steps were heavy. When he saw a relatively large stone on the road, he would kick it away as if he was facing a great enemy, and from time to time he looked up and looked at Shen Minghuan worriedly.

It was as if the person next to him was a piece of fragile porcelain that was almost broken and could not withstand the slightest bump.

Shen Minghuan, who was supported by him, had no desire to live.

The adults who saw this scene felt a jolt in their hearts and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Shen Minghuan was about to explain Song Youcai's fuss.

When Song Youcai saw the adults, he cried out as if he had someone to rely on: "Shen, Teacher Shen is sick."

Shen Minghuan spoke with difficulty: "I..."

"What?" The adults widened their eyes and were at a loss: "Teacher Shen is such a good person, how could such a thing happen to her?"

"Youcai, you are so clumsy, get out of the way, I will carry Teacher Shen."

"Teacher Shen, don't worry, it will get better."

"I'm fine!" Shen Minghuan couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a fever, that's all!"

The adults paused and looked at each other awkwardly.

Fever was not a serious illness in their eyes. You could just boil a pot of ginger soup, take a nap, sweat under the quilt, and wake up and you'll be fine.

It was all Song Youcai's fault for putting on that expression, which caused them to misunderstand.

The adults all glared at Song Youcai.

Song Dazhi said with a wry smile: "Fever... Fever should also be taken seriously, what if it burns the brain..."

Damn, that makes sense!

The adults began to worry again. Good college students, talents cultivated by the country, such smart brains cannot be burned stupid.

The adults all followed Song Youcai and Shen Minghuan and sent them to the Yun family.

Not long after, the news that Teacher Shen Minghuan was ill spread throughout the village.

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Jiang Li's son Jiang Yiwen is seven years older than Shen Minghuan. The two families have a close relationship and frequent exchanges. It can be said that Jiang Yiwen watched Shen Minghuan grow up and regarded Shen Minghuan as his own brother.

The Jiang family treated Shen Minghuan very well. After Jiang Li persuaded Shen Minghuan to drop out of school and go to the mountain village to be a teacher, his usually gentle wife scolded him.

Ms. Feng Dinglan blocked Shen Minghuan behind her like a hen protecting her chicks, pointed at Jiang Li and cursed, then pulled Shen Minghuan's hand and said bitterly: "Don't pay attention to your teacher, he is old and confused."

Shen Minghuan listened to his teacher very much. He thanked his teacher's wife for her kindness and insisted on going.

Although Jiang Yiwen did not object, he used his privilege for the first time and arranged Shen Minghuan in Mutian Village, which he had carefully selected.

Just looking at Jiang Yiwen's name, you can know that his father Jiang Li has high hopes for him, but perhaps it is a special fate between the two families. Shen Minghuan became Jiang Li's apprentice, and Jiang Yiwen followed the footsteps of Shen's father and mother early and became a soldier defending the country.

There is a hidden military base near Mutian Village. Jiang Yiwen has a comrade-in-arms Fang Peng who is now here. Jiang Yiwen asked him to take care of Shen Minghuan.

Shen Minghuan didn't know about this, so he didn't know that the news of his illness reached the ears of the Jiang family in Kyoto so quickly.

If he knew, he would definitely feel ashamed and beat up Song Youcai.

It was a coincidence that Fang Peng had a day off today, and he planned to go to Mutian Village to inquire about the current situation of his comrade's brother.

Due to the need to keep his identity confidential, Fang Peng did not plan to meet Shen Minghuan. Anyway, according to his comrade, his brother was the only teacher in the village, so it was easy to inquire.

Who would have thought that just as he walked to the entrance of the village, before he started asking, he heard the villagers say that Teacher Shen was sick.

Everyone was worried and hurried.

Fang Peng: The villagers are so excited, is Shen Minghuan seriously ill?

There are telephones in China now, but they are not yet popular. Except for government agencies, only a very small number of people have telephones installed in their homes. Mutian Village does not even have electricity, let alone telephones.

You can make calls at the post office in the city, but the cost is expensive, and secondly, you are not sure whether the other party can receive the call, so the common way of communication now is writing letters.

However, Fang Peng and Jiang Yiwen still had a telephone in the military base where they were located, otherwise Jiang Yiwen might not be able to rest assured that Shen Minghuan would go to such a far place.

Jiang Yiwen told this matter when he got home.

Ms. Feng Dinglan scolded Jiang Li again, "Minghuan has been weak since he was a child. If An He knew that her son had suffered so much, I don't know how sad she would be."

Jiang Li raised his hands in surrender: "It's just a fever. He's a grown man, how can he be so fragile."

Since Jiang Yiwen joined the army, he has had heavy training tasks every day. He doesn't feel bitter and often adds training to himself.

Even if he is sick or injured, as long as he is not unable to move, he will not stop training.

Defending the country is what a real man should do.

Jiang Yiwen has high standards and high requirements for himself, but thinking of Shen Minghuan's thin figure, he can't bear it, "Dad, fever is not a trivial matter. Minghuan has been sick for only a month. It seems that he really can't adapt to the environment over there."

Jiang Li actually regretted it a little, and he had to pretend to be reluctant, "Okay, okay, I'll write a letter to Minghuan now"

Feng Dinglan finally smiled and considerately went to get the letter paper for Jiang Li, "I want to write too, Yiwen, you also write a letter to your brother?"

Jiang Yiwen nodded reservedly.

Jiang Li muttered as he wrote: "A loving mother often spoils her son. Let me make it clear first. If he doesn't want to come back, I can't do anything about it."

Feng Dinglan glanced at him with a reproachful look: "Minghuan listens to you the most. If you ask him to come back, he will definitely come back."

Jiang Li was just complaining casually. He didn't expect that his words would come true. Shen Minghuan really didn't want to come back.

He didn't expect that in the end, he would be the one who urged Shen Minghuan again and again and tried every means to get him to come back.