Chapter 67: The Pearl Is Covered in Dust but Its Brilliance Cannot Be Obscured (19)

A wealthy man who returned from abroad donated a sum of money to Tong County, specifying that it would be used to build a road connecting the county town to the nearby mountain village.

The wealthy man was a good man, but he was a little impatient. He kept urging the project, and would rather spend more money to repair the road as soon as possible. When asked, he said that he wanted to facilitate the lives of the residents of the nearby mountain village as soon as possible.

The county government was very happy, the villagers of the nearby villages were very happy, and Shen Minghuan was also very happy. Only the adults in Mutian Village were very vigilant.

It was not that they were keenly aware that this matter might be related to spies, but they were highly suspicious of everything recently.

The children did not know what happened, but they were all told not to reveal anything about Shen Minghuan to outsiders in the village, and if they saw strangers in the village, they should report to the adults in time.

Because the adults spoke seriously, the children were also very cautious. They vaguely felt that this matter was related to Shen Minghuan's safety, and even the most naughty children kept it in mind.

The most relaxed person in the village was the person involved, Shen Minghuan.

He still maintained his previous life rhythm, attending classes in the morning and doing research in the afternoon, but he had one more plan, reading the vast amount of books sorted out by the system for him in the evening.

Shen Minghuan was like a mouse that fell into a rice jar, and he had to be urged by the system every day before he was willing to go to bed.

Recently, Shen Minghuan saw the part about plants, and he began to work on the flowers and plants in the village.

Now it is mid-August, and the wheat in the village has been harvested, but the farmland cannot be idle. The villagers have begun to prepare to plant crops such as corn, sweet potatoes, radishes, and cabbages, and gradually prepare for food storage for the winter.

When Shen Minghuan came down from the mountain, he still had a branch of wild camellia in his hand. He slowly held the flower back, and looked at the flower in his hand from time to time, with a thoughtful expression.

"Teacher--"

Yun Gou'er waved from a distance, and he ran to Shen Minghuan and reported: "Teacher, I called everyone, they are behind."

There was no awareness that he was being oppressed at all.

Yun Gou'er did a good job as the monitor. Although he occasionally disliked his classmates being too noisy, he actually liked everyone calling him the monitor, which made him feel needed all the time.

This "being needed" was not the great pressure that brought him great pain in the original plot. After all, there was an omnipotent Shen Minghuan standing behind him at this moment.

He rarely felt inferior to his background now. He was suspicious of the eyes cast on him, like a hedgehog with sharp thorns, rejecting the kindness of others, and stubbornly posing a strong attitude.

Yun Gou'er, who had just turned eleven, was confident and dazzling. He was often surrounded by a large group of friends. He was in the middle of the crowd, pointing out the world without any fear.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be the complacency of a young man.

It was just the right amount of wantonness, and it was not annoying vanity.

"Boss, why are you running so fast?" Song Youcai caught up with him breathlessly.

Although Yun Gou'er has many friends and Song Youcai is no longer his eldest brother's only friend, the relationship between the two children has not changed.

In Song Youcai's words, Yun Gou'er and the others are just "playing around", and only the two of them are "real and sincere".

The remaining ten students also arrived one after another.

"Hello, Teacher Shen." Zhao Jun bowed to Shen Minghuan as soon as he stopped, and turned to Song Youcai as soon as he finished speaking: "Youcai, you are too much. You were the first one not to greet the teacher. Tell me, in your heart, who is more important, Teacher Shen or your boss?"

When the other students heard it, they hurriedly shouted "Hello, teacher", and then laughed, "Haha Song Youcai, you are done, I will complain to Uncle Song."

"Song Youcai Song Youcai, Teacher Shen and the class monitor fell into the water at the same time, who will you save first?"

Song Youcai's face turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about me, I didn't..."

He suddenly felt that he was in a dilemma. As long as he refuted, it would be like stepping on Yun Gou'er. One is the most beloved teacher, and the other is the dearest friend. At a young age, Song Youcai was questioned ethically at this moment.

Song Youcai looked at Yun Gou'er pitifully, trying to seek help. Yun Gou'er took a step back in panic and turned his face away awkwardly, as if he wanted to prove his innocence to Shen Minghuan.

Song Youcai's face was full of disbelief, as if he had suffered a great blow.

"Okay, stop making trouble and listen to me." Shen Minghuan watched this chicken fight with relish, and then pretended to be serious, "Go back and tell your parents today, I will take you to the city tomorrow."

"Go to the city? All of us?"

The students opened their round eyes and looked at Shen Minghuan expectantly.

Shen Minghuan nodded: "Yes, go for a whole day, don't go too early, usually when you go to school, gather at the entrance of the village."

"Great!"

Although they knew that Shen Minghuan would not lie to them, when they heard him give a confirmed answer, the students still jumped up excitedly.

The road from Mutian Village to the county town was repaired ten days ago. Han Aimin worked very hard. It took only five days to build it, even though it was said to take a week.

Shen Minghuan has been obsessed with studying recently. He lives a very fulfilling life every day, not knowing how time flies. If he hadn't had something to do, Han Aimin would have had to wait for a while.

Shen Minghuan continued, "Song Youcai, Zhao Jun, ask your father if he has time to drive us tomorrow morning. I can pay for it."

Zhao Jun waved his hand: "My dad is free, Teacher Shen, you don't have to be polite to him, my dad has decided not to accept money - why don't you give it to me."

When Shen Minghuan came back more than half a month ago, he asked Wang Mazi to buy two donkey carts for him, which he usually kept at the village chief's house.

The villagers volunteered to build a simple shed. When they went up the mountain to cut grass, they would bring some extra and put it next to the shed. The village chief would feed the two precious donkeys according to the time.

At that time, they did not know that Shen Minghuan bought two donkey carts to take the students into the city to study in the library. They still took care of Shen Minghuan's donkeys as if they were their own property.

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When Shen Minghuan brought his twelve children into the city, the scene was indeed quite spectacular. If the children hadn't looked at Shen Minghuan with familiar and intimate eyes, they might have suspected that this person was a human trafficker.

This is the first time the library has welcomed so many children.

Some of the people who were reading inside were still impressed by Shen Minghuan, so they greeted them in a friendly manner.

There are few people in the small county, and the neighbors have some impressions of each other. They can probably guess that Shen Minghuan and the others do not live in the city.

Although the roads have been repaired recently and more people are traveling to nearby villages and towns, it is still not easy to bring so many students into the city.

They thought Shen Minghuan was a good teacher before, and now their respect is even greater.

Even looking at Shen Minghuan's gentle and gentle appearance, they began to worry about whether this person could shock a child of this age who was always fond of causing trouble.

Shen Minghuan reached out and called to his tool, "Dog, come here. You are the monitor. The teacher has to leave for a while, so the students will be left to you."

He reached out and handed Yun Gou'er a list, and announced to the other students: "I have set a learning task for each of you today. You can go to the monitor to get it later. After completing it, you can choose the books you are interested in reading. ”

Shen Minghuan showed a threatening look: "When I come back, I will check what you have learned one by one. If I find you are lazy, just wait until you copy it fifty times. No noise, no leaving alone, report anything to the monitor, understand. Yet?"

The students remained silent and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand."

Shen Minghuan seemed to be satisfied with their understanding and gave them an "amiable" smile. Then he turned around, raised his hands to the people around him, and said politely: "Children are not strong enough. If there is any offense later, please be patient."

Worried that the students would not understand, Shen Minghuan went out of his way to say pointedly to Yun Gou'er: "Gou'er, if someone is disobedient, write down his name and I will punish him when I get back."

Nowadays, the handshake ceremony is popular, but the hand-over-hand ceremony has not disappeared from the stage of history. Scholars still have the habit of cupping hands when they meet.

The people around him responded kindly, "Comrade, if you have something to do, just go and do it. We will help you look after these children."

They thought to themselves that the teacher was quite defensive.

Generally speaking, only those under the age of seven are called "childish", and most of these students are obviously older than that. It's just that Shen Minghuan put the killer weapon of "still children" in advance, so that even if these students did something wrong later, they wouldn't be able to care about it.

Moreover, the second half of the sentence is not addressed to the students. It is clearly meant for them to listen to. Every word expresses forcefully:

My students, if you do something wrong, I will punish you and you are not allowed to move.

Everyone who understood the hint laughed inwardly, but they didn't feel any bad feelings at all. To be fair, it would probably be a very happy thing to meet such a teacher on the way to school.

In today's era when education is not booming and culture is not prominent, this man does have the appearance of a wise teacher who practiced the way of a saint in ancient times.

Shen Minghuan thanked him and left with peace of mind.

Most people in this world are warm and kind, his twelve students are smarter than monkeys, and the library is still a public place.

Shen Minghuan imagined for a moment that if traffickers really targeted his students, he felt that he would be more worried about the safety of the traffickers.

Seeing Shen Minghuan disappear, someone curiously asked the students who were obediently immersed in reading: "Is this teacher fierce? You seem to be afraid of him?"

There is no malice in this remark. After all, this is still an era where it is believed that filial sons emerge from under the stick. It is said that deep love brings deep responsibility, and it is considered extremely normal for teachers to beat students.

They were just a little curious. Judging from Shen Minghuan's gentle and gentle appearance, he really didn't look like someone who would punish students corporally. With his small body, could he really lift a stick?

"It's quite scary." Zhou Dazhuang put down the book and sighed deeply: "We are afraid of making him angry. Teacher Shen is in poor health, so we can't be angry."

After Shen Minghuan's fever subsided, he caught two colds in a short period of time. Fortunately, Grandma Yun found out early and gave him two large bowls of medicine in advance. Otherwise, he might have another fever and lie in bed sickly.

This is normal in the eyes of the system. Shen Minghuan dislikes the taste of the food here and always eats very little, just enough to not starve himself to death.

He often stayed up late, and it was common for him to stay up all night. He also lied to the system and said he had insomnia, disrupting the system's angry program.

In addition, he went to the mountains to do research, and the temperature in the mountains dropped quickly. Shen Minghuan had no idea of ​​putting on more clothes in the cold weather. It would be strange if he didn't catch a cold.

Thanks to him, Grandma Yun collected herbs much more frequently during this period, and even the people in the village learned to identify the common herbs. In addition to storing grain and vegetables for the winter, many people's cellars also have a special place for herbs.

It's a bit funny. When an adult takes a group of children out, normally the parents are more worried about their own children. However, in Mutian Village, it's the opposite. Parents tell their children to take good care of Teacher Shen.

——Originally, Shen Minghuan was targeted by spies, so they were very worried about him going out. If it weren't for Shen Minghuan's strong request, the village chief would have wanted to bring all the strong men in the village to guard him.

In short, in Mutian Village, Shen Minghuan's weakness is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and known to everyone.

Only Shen Minghuan himself didn't know.

Zhou Xiaoya was so angry that he stepped on Zhou Dazhuang: "Brother, mother said that we can't tell anyone about Teacher Shen!"

The other students were stunned for a moment, and after they reacted, they also cast a blaming look at Zhou Dazhuang.

"I was wrong, sister." Zhou Dazhuang said bitterly: "Don't complain to my parents."

He was also a little scared. Thinking of the serious look of his parents when they talked about this matter, he swallowed nervously: "I, I didn't say anything, nothing will happen, right?"