"It was the report of something happened in Huangshi!" Seeing Zhang Kun take out the newspaper, the middle-aged man next to him spoke silently.

"Huang Shikai likes to help others on weekdays, and everyone likes it, but why did he save him this time, but he fills himself in it."

"One life exchange is really an equivalent exchange. But is it worth it?" The middle-aged man looked at the top of the shed, and the face that always smiled suddenly appeared in his mind.

A young man in his twenties is the beginning of the most exciting part of his life. The old man is said to be in his seventies. Even if nothing happened this time, how many years can he live?

The middle-aged man could only think about these words in his heart. It was impossible to say them out loud. Although many people might think so, it would seem too cold-blooded to say them out loud.

However, Zhang Kun next to him seemed to understand his thoughts, and after thinking about it, he finally spoke: "The value of life is not calculated based on how long he has lived."

The middle-aged man was stunned, then shook his head and sighed: "It's worthy of being from a village. If Huang Shikai was still there, he might have said that too!"

Is that true? Zhang Kun looked at Huang Shikai floating beside him from the corner of his eyes. In fact, that sentence was exactly what Huang Shikai said.

"Uncle, can you give this newspaper to me?" Zhang Kun held the newspaper and looked at the middle-aged man Yang Yang.

The middle-aged man nodded silently, and then Zhang Kun carefully folded the newspaper and put it in his pocket.

Continuing to clean up, the middle-aged man seemed to have fallen silent after what he said just now. The two of them stayed quietly, with only the sound of cleaning things in the shed.

Finally, under Huang Shikai's guidance, Zhang Kun packed all his things, and then stood up with a bag weighing about 40 pounds.

"Uncle, I'll leave first!" Zhang Kun looked at the middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man put out the cigarette butt in his hand and nodded.

The depressed atmosphere made Zhang Kun a little sad. After the middle-aged man nodded, he was about to turn around and leave, but the middle-aged man suddenly called Zhang Kun again.

"Wait, Huangshikai seems to have ten days' salary, so you can take it back together!"

Zhang Kun was stunned, then turned his head, and saw the middle-aged man standing up, taking out his wallet from his pocket, counting out ten old heads from it, and then gently handing them to Zhang Kun.

"Although I don't know why Huangshi makes money by raising money when attending a meeting, there must be a reason. Although Huangshi's salary is gone, we definitely have a penny for his salary. Please help me take it back together!"

Looking at the ten red old heads in his hand, Zhang Kun hesitated for a moment. Huang Shikai had not told him before. Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at the translucent figure next to him.

Huang Shi in the air opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

Seeing Huang Shikai nodding, Zhang Kun pursed his lips and carefully put the money away: "Uncle, don't worry, I will hand it over to his family in person."

Nodded, then packed the 1,000 yuan, Zhang Kun turned around and left, but when he just walked to the door of the greenhouse, Zhang Kun stopped again. He hesitated for a while, but finally turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man behind him.

"Uncle Liu, thank you for your care in the past two months!"

After saying that, Zhang Kun left without looking back, his figure quickly disappeared into the dark place, leaving only the middle-aged man in the greenhouse standing there blankly.

After walking out of the construction site, Zhang Kun suddenly stopped and turned to look at the darkness behind him. He hesitated for a while, but finally turned to look at Huang Shikai next to him: "This money..."

Before Zhang Kun finished speaking, Huang Shikai lowered his head and interrupted, "I just paid my salary the day before the accident!"

"Is that true? I understand!" Zhang Kun nodded silently and looked at the construction site behind him.

Thanks!

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The next day, Zhang Kun did not go to school, but got on the bus to Hongshan County.

Although it is almost the end of the term, as mentioned before, whether to go to school now has no impact on Zhang Kun anymore. Let’s not go, that’s it.

Since Huangshikai needs help, if you don’t go, you won’t go.

And... Zhou Yaqi is back!

The two-hour drive passed quickly, but Zhang Kun's face looked so ugly at this time.

Yes, it only takes two hours to take the bus, but there is still one thing that has not been finished when driving in Huangshi. After two hours of taking the bus, it takes two hours to walk.

Damn…!

At this time, Zhang Kun walked on a yellow muddy road with a stinky face, and Huang Shikai next to him looked embarrassed.

"This is a bit remote in the countryside and is not open to traffic. Otherwise, it will be here in half an hour. I'm sorry to bother you."

Zhang Kun looked at him with an angry eyebrows, then turned his head with a snorkeling, and continued to rush forward.

The loess sand and gravel are also desolate in the fields in winter, and the big trees in the distance are full of leaves. In short, there is a desolate atmosphere.

After walking slowly for two hours in front of the north wind, some residents began to gradually appear.

However, all the houses are small, made of earthy mud bricks, not the kind that is often made of mud outside now.

There is another side room in Zhang Kun’s grandmother’s house that has not been demolished, and this kind of acreage brick is used.

Moreover, all the houses seem to have been in the past, and some places have even begun to get dilapidated to keep out the rain but not the wind.

Is this the hometown of Huangshikai?

Zhang Kun was silent. He really didn't know that there were such poor rural areas in Nanhu Province now.

When he arrived here, Huang Shikai seemed to be much more energetic, and he actually felt energetic on his face. He seemed to have completely forgotten the embarrassment before. While leading the way for Zhang Kun, he also introduced him.

Who is this family, what is its name, what is its personality, what is it usually planted in that land, and how high the mountain is, you can see far.

While talking and leaving, Zhang Kun listened silently, without saying a word. After walking for a while, Huang Shikai suddenly stopped and his eyes looked ahead.

There is a slightly larger house there, which is also surrounded by acres of acres, but one side of the wall has been completely empty, and the acres of acres have disappeared, leaving a little base in the empty space.

Huang Shikai did not speak anymore, but floated forward quietly, then came to the slightly larger house, sighed, turned his head to look at Zhang Kun, with a smile on his face: "This is my home!"

Zhang Kun walked two steps to the door and saw a dark green plaque hanging beside the wooden door. On the plaque, there were a few large characters that had already blurred in white paint.

"Shiqiao Primary School!"
Chapter completed!