Chapter 144 Supporting Teaching in the Mountains
This hotel in the middle of the mountain is full of ethnic minority customs.
There are phoenix bamboos on the outside, a large garden in the middle, and bamboo buildings behind it. It is hidden by long rows of bamboo buildings. It is located in the middle of the mountain. On the left is a deep valley with a trickling stream. On the right is a school with a hanging hanging at the door. The sign is "Wushenshan Primary School". It seems that this is the only school the driver said.
Between the school and the hotel is a place selling mountain products. A few middle-aged women in Miao costumes have in front of them bamboo baskets, small straw animals, and some wild vegetables, black-bone chickens, and polygonatum japonica.
There is the freshness of the mountain breeze in the air, and there is also the fragrance of flowers that comes from nowhere.
Lin Xiaosu took a deep breath and entered the hotel.
The inside of the hotel was no different from the hotels outside. Lin Xiaosu registered at the front desk and took out his ID card.
Lin Xiaosu, Laotashan Village, Fengshan Town, Fengcheng County, Dongchu Province.
This first step is different from all Qianlong.
When Qianlong goes to a place where the situation is complicated, he will never reveal his true colors.
But Lin Xiaosu was exposed.
Just because of one thing, this mission is special.
He came under the guise of investigating the case of the Dong family brothers' murder of Manmen. In fact, he couldn't investigate further because this case happened half a year ago and far exceeded the limit of retrospecting time and space.
Without the plug-in for retracing time and space, he, Lin Xiaosu, is actually just an ordinary detective.
There is no way to investigate the case, and there is only one way to survive.
That is to tailor a bait for Chu Tiankuo based on his characteristics.
This bait is Lin Xiaosu himself!
Chu Tiankuo was a man who thought very highly of himself. He was also a decisive man. Why were all the Dong family brothers wiped out? It's because they came to investigate the death of Gold Medal No. 196.
Lin Xiaosu may not be well-known outside Fengcheng, but in the eyes of Qianlong and Qianlong's potential enemies, he is definitely an extremely sensitive name.
He entered Miao territory under his real name. As long as the news reached Chu Tiankuo's ears, would Chu Tiankuo not kill him?
He cut down Qianlong's gold medal like he cut down the cabbage gang. He could even kill all the brothers in the Dong family, but he couldn't kill a little Lin Xiaosu?
Checking into a hotel is the first step.
What's the second step?
Rest!
Since entering the Gongchun Mountain Outpost, Lin Xiaosu has been working as a mercenary, a general, and a top master of genes, and he has never had a good rest.
People, if you don't get a good rest, it's like a precision instrument that lacks maintenance. Not to mention your body functions, your brain's rotation will always lack some smoothness. This is very important for solving crimes, finding clues, and responding to emergencies. Big taboo...
He ate some food, took a good bath, and fell asleep.
This sleep lasted from noon to sunset.
It wasn't until it was completely dark outside that Lin Xiaosu woke up and took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air. He felt that his brain was as clear as if it had been washed by water.
Pushing open the door outside, the scene in front of you is pleasing to the eye.
He chose a room on the top floor. The main reason was that the top floor was more convenient for overlooking everything below.
Someone seemed to have the same idea as him. The guest room next to him also had lights on, so it was obviously occupied.
The light is projected onto the edge of the building in front, showing a very elegant scene.
Beside a flower bed, there is a swing frame. On the swing frame, a woman is swinging gently, carelessly and leisurely. Next to the swing frame, there are two lounge chairs. Between the lounge chairs, there is a small teapot, exuding heat. The teapot Next to it, there is a small teacup made of green bamboo.
The woman was swinging on the swing when she suddenly saw Lin Xiaosu coming out of the room. She tapped her toes on the ground and the swing stopped swinging.
"Hello!" Lin Xiaosu greeted her with a smile.
"Hello!" The woman responded to him and pointed to the lounge chair next to her: "There are chairs here. It's nice to rest after a meal."
"But I haven't had dinner yet." Lin Xiaosu said.
"Then you have to hurry up. This hotel is not as good as the big hotels outside. The cook may go home from get off work soon..."
"Okay, I'll go down and eat!"
"Wait a minute!" the woman shouted: "I'll give you a suggestion, don't order game meat from the mountains."
Lin Xiaosu was slightly startled: "Why?"
"It's hard to describe the level of this cook... He's pretty good at cooking, but there's no need to talk about meat. He seems to only know one way to cook meat, which is to cook it over high fire. It's expensive, a waste of ingredients, and it's not delicious."
Lin Xiaosu laughed: "Thank you!"
Going down to the hall below, the cook did have plans to close the stall and get off work, but Lin Xiaosu came down, so he could only postpone it.
The recipe was placed in front of Lin Xiaosu.
He glanced around and saw a lot of game meat. The price was quite...not low, easily several hundred yuan.
A hotel specially opened for a scenic spot, a few hundred yuan worth of meat, really doesn’t have any special flavor?
Lin Xiaosu was a little distrustful and ordered three dishes, plus a portion of wild lamb...
Half an hour later, he went upstairs.
The woman stopped playing on the swing and was sitting on a deck chair drinking tea.
Lin Xiaosu walked over: "I'm sorry for you!"
"Huh? What do you mean?" The woman cast her wonderful eyes over.
"You told me not to eat game meat, which aroused my curiosity. I ordered a plate with an attitude of not believing in evil..."
"What's the result?" the woman asked.
"In the end, I believed his lies. He was really wasting food."
Giggle...the woman laughed...
Lin Xiaosu also smiled: "Are you here for a trip?"
The woman shook her head gently: "I'm here to support teaching, and I've been here for more than a year."
"You can't live in a school or a hotel as a supporting teacher. It seems like you are a kid from a rich family who has come to experience life."
"You may have made a mistake..."
The woman introduced herself, her name was Hu Die.
A native of Xijiang Province.
Not a kid from a rich family, on the contrary, the poorest type.
When she was a child, her father died early and her mother was sick. She could not study originally, but she met a good teacher, Teacher Deng. Teacher Deng was a volunteer teacher and stayed in her poor ravine primary school for five years, taking her from the first grade to the fifth grade. The teacher paid for her tuition and miscellaneous fees in advance.
The teacher also paid for her mother’s medical treatment.
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When she was in fifth grade, Teacher Deng was about to leave. She cried and took her one ride after another. When the bus came, she held the teacher's hand: "Teacher Deng, what do you want me to do in the future?"
Teacher Deng touched her head and told her: "I hope that when you succeed in your studies in the future, you will also become a volunteer teacher."
Therefore, becoming a support teacher became her obsession.
After graduating from college, she originally wanted to return to her hometown and teach at the primary school where Teacher Deng had stayed for five years. However, that primary school withdrew due to insufficient students.
She found out that Teacher Deng was from Biennam Province, so she came to the teacher’s hometown, chose the farthest school, and passed on the legacy in the same way as the teacher...
She did not live in school because there were no dormitories in this elementary school.
The teachers inside were all locals. They returned home as soon as school was over. This room was contacted by her from the village. The village chief said that the village was poor and had no money to give you subsidies, but food and housing were not available. She asked you to pay for it privately, so she discussed with the hotel owner that if the hotel teacher opened her shop here, she would have to buy some face from the village. She agreed, and her meals and accommodation would be free of charge.
Lin Xiaosu breathed out softly: "The flames of fire are passed down from generation to generation, and love continues, which is rare in this era."
Hu Die smiled softly: "I have caught up with a good era, at least the food and accommodation conditions are first-class, and Teacher Deng's era..."
Suddenly, the door of her room rang lightly, and a little girl ran out. This little girl looked to be six or seven years old at most. She had two braids and was jumping up and down very cutely.
"Little Moon, have you finished your homework?"
"It's finished!" The little girl ran to Butterfly, raised her head, and looked at Lin Xiaosu with a somewhat surprised expression...
"Little Moon, what should you say when you see your uncle?" Butterfly asked her.
"Hello, uncle!" the little girl shouted loudly.
Lin Xiaosu smiled: "Your name is Little Moon?"
"Well, the name the teacher gave me sounds nice, uncle."
“Sounds good!”
"Uncle, what's your name?"
"There is also a 'little' in my name. My name is Lin Xiaosu."
"Uncle, what are you doing here? Are you teaching us how to read too?"
"Uncle came here...to play."
"Little Moon, you've finished your homework, you can go and play too!" Butterfly said.
"Teacher, I will read the little book for a while and then go to sleep, okay..."
"Well, okay! Let's go!"
Little Moon happily ran back to the room, and Butterfly watched her go with a smile.
"This child is..." Lin Xiaosu said.
Hu Die's expression was a little sad: "This child is very pitiful. At this time last year, her parents who were working outside died due to an explosion in the workshop. The grandfather who took care of her couldn't bear the bad news, so he also left, leaving her without a trace. People are in charge, the village is full of poor people, and those with families are already having a hard time. It was also difficult to take care of her as she grew up, so I contacted a family in Taichong City and planned to send her to that family, but before getting in the car, the child held my feet and called her mother, and she couldn't live or die. Che...I only found out later that I might look a lot like her mother."
"So, you became her mother and took her with you?"
"What can I do? This girl is very clingy. She waited outside for a long time when I went to the toilet, for fear that I would run away..." Hu Die smiled softly: "Later, I also figured it out. I met Deng Teacher, let her meet me now, this is probably fate.”
"There may be destiny and karma in the world, and luckily there is such karma..." Lin Xiaosu said.
Maybe it was at this moment that the two of them resonated in their hearts.
They talked a lot...
Talk about the outside world and this world.
Led by a very natural topic, Lin Xiaosu mentioned a topic: "I heard in Taichong that Wushen Mountain is quite magical. There is a woman named Yueling Shenggu who is said to be miraculous. Do you know her?"
"What? Are you here for her?"
"How is that possible?" Lin Xiaosu smiled and said, "I just asked casually out of curiosity. I heard that she is actually about the same age as us and both are college students. How come she suddenly became so magical?"
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"That's different! Her family is well-educated. Her father is the witch god in this world. She has learned witchcraft and Gu magic since she was a child. It takes more than 20 years of hard work, and she is better than her in some aspects. Her father is still strong. I heard that she can control poisonous insects and beasts in the mountains with just the flute in her hand.”
"Can you control poisonous insects and beasts with a flute?"
"I have only heard about it, never heard it with my own ears." Hu Die said: "I personally suggest that you don't be too interested in her. People who practice witchcraft and Gu magic cannot be judged by common sense. ”
(End of chapter)