Just as the two of them were talking about happiness like brothers, suddenly Zhong Dabao was patted on the back of his head.

"Grandpa, what are you doing hitting me on the head?" Zhong Dabao angrily turned his head and found that hitting one of his own was his grandfather.
The little guy asked Zhong Dagui with a hard face
Zhong Dagui snorted and stretched out his hand and gently poked the sun’s forehead. "How do you talk to the young master like this? This is our village benefactor in front of you. We should be respectful to others."
Zhong Dabao touched his head pouting and looked down at Hao Gui side not to talk.
Zhang Ting looked at shook his head.
I walked up to the grandparents and grandchildren. "Zhong Bo, I think Dabao is quite right to do this."
With his head down, Dabao suddenly raised his head and looked over at Zhang Ting.
Zhang Tingchao smiled at the little guy. "Go and teach Hao Gui and them. Sister gave you Hao Gui and them. You must give them some stupid guys to the church."
Hao Gui with well-off du du mouth toward Zhang Ting side to injustice eyes.
They’re not stupid.
Zhong Dabao eyes slightly bright staring at Zhang Ting.
"Good owners, please rest assured that I will definitely give Hao Gui and them to the church."
Say that finish this sentence Zhong Dabao turned with Hao Gui they stepped into the fields.
Zhong Dagui twisted his eyebrows with a face of disapproval and said to Zhang Ting, "The owner can never do this. You are a big benefactor in our village. How can we be so big or small?"
Zhang Ting held Zhong Dagui’s hand. "Don’t keep telling the children in the village that I am their benefactor after Zhong Bo is well. I don’t want them to live because they repay me as a benefactor. This is not what I mean. My greatest wish is that these children can live with their own ideas."
Zhong Dagui startled Zhang Ting with such a serious expression on her face.
After a long time, Zhong Dagui replied with trepidation, "When I went back to my club, Dagui wouldn’t say that after knowing Dagui."
Zhang Ting looked at Zhong Dagui, who was more awed by himself.
Can’t help but sigh in my mind.
It seems that if you want to change these people’s minds, you should arrange someone to build the school here as soon as possible.
This idea can slowly disappear if the children here can read and understand the truth
Soon Zhang Ting put this idea behind him and followed the villagers in this village to experience a rice transplanting day.
After half an hour, Zhang Ting felt that he was too much for himself.
Zhang Ting, who hasn’t done farm work for so long, feels that he is going to faint in this field.
"No, no, I can’t go on. You go on. I’ll have a rest first." Zhang Ting said goodbye to the rice transplanting in the field with his waist, and the villagers hurried ashore.
Smelling the smell of the earth in the field, Zhang Ting’s heart finally stopped being so stuffy.
I also have leisure to observe several children in the field on the other side
Those children said they were planting rice seedlings, but it was like playing.
Especially that guy Xiaobao, if it weren’t for an unpolluted rustic, he would hardly find this little guy in Zhang Ting.
A few children can’t stand it after working for an hour or two.
Came running towards Zhang Ting.
"Xiao Bao, you’re not transplanting rice, are you? You’re rolling around in the field." Zhang Ting and other little guys came up.
The horse joked at the clay figurine in front of him.
A group of children present laughed when they heard this sentence from Zhang Ting.
Xiao Bao saw that everyone smiled and smiled.
I’m sorry. Xiaobao was just about to run towards Zhang Ting. Tell Zhang Ting to stop immediately.
"My little ancestor, you are so muddy, you are not allowed to lean over me." Zhang Ting pulled a serious face at Xiaobao’s strict way.
Xiaobao tooted his mouth and looked down at his own mud. His feet were covered with yellow mud.
"Elder sister, now I finally know that you taught us a poem before." Xiaokang sat down beside Zhang Ting and looked at the people who were still doing things in the fields.
Zhang Ting looked at him. "Which poem is it?"
"Mowing the river at noon, sweating and dripping rice, but every grain on the plate is hard." Xiaokang just read the first sentence, and Hao Gui ‘an and Xiao Bao followed suit.
Four children’s voices suddenly sounded clearly in this wide field.
Zhang Ting looked at the four of them and nodded with satisfaction.
It’s not easy.
In just half a day, these four guys have such a big feeling.
Seeing that it’s late at this time, I thought that I would still be at home and let people watch my son jump. Zhang Ting took them back to the village.
Chapter 1 A sour breath!
Playing and jumping with Xiao Nuo at home, I saw that four uncles and sisters-in-law had become such little guys, and I was stunned for a long time.
Until Hao Gui, they tried to talk to Jumping, this little guy grinned sweetly and shouted at Hao Gui and their uncles and sisters-in-law.
After half a day’s hard work in transplanting rice seedlings, several children no longer eat as before, especially Xiaobao, and they didn’t put their hands on the bowl until they ate up all the white rice in the bowl.
In the next two days, Zhang Ting continued to support himself with them in this village.
When Zhang Ting took them back to Hao’s side, these children immediately made Hao’s family feel different.
After dinner, everyone sat in the hall and talked about the changes of these children.
"Small benevolence daughter-in-law, you did a good job this time. I can see that these children have changed a lot this time.
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"Isn’t it? I think so, too. These children did their own laundry today. Oh, I was stunned by that clever sample." Princess Hong said with a happy face that she saw everything today
"In fact, these changes also require these children to be willing to learn. These children are quite sensible these two days." Zhang Ting replied with a smile
"Anyway, if you do a good job in this experience life, let these children often go out to experience it." Hong Wang Ye touched himself and walked over.
Zhang Ting should be a good.
During the break, Zhang Ting went to several children’s sleeping rooms to have a look.
Experiencing life these days can make these children tired.
These guys are sleeping in their own beds like pigs tonight.