A car accident, our family of three crossed

The rain stopped in the second half of the night, and it was a sunny day the next morning.

After being washed by the rain, the sky is very blue and the air is filled with a fresh scent everywhere.

Hang Shuheng went out after breakfast. Song Ning and the children also finished their weekend. After breakfast, they packed up and went to the elementary school.

Halfway through the journey, they were caught up by four horse-drawn carriages.

A little kid came out of the front carriage and shouted to them, "Master Song, Brother Zhengyue, Hang Zhengyang, Chen Ran, hurry up and get on the carriage."

"Mo Enbo, good morning!" Several people stepped aside and greeted the little guy in the carriage.

Afterwards, Song Ning asked the three children to get on the carriage, and she walked over. After all, she was very close to the elementary school, and there was no water accumulation on the road after the rain, so it was not difficult to walk.

As the carriages passed by one by one, little heads popped out from the three carriages behind and greeted Song Ning one after another.

Song Ning did not show favoritism and she responded enthusiastically to every child's greeting.

On the other side, when Hang Shuheng arrived at the county school, Xie Yuxi approached him and asked, "Brother Hang, the Dragon Boat Festival is just a few days away, what are your plans?"

"I have no plans. I will spend the holiday at home with my wife and children. If they are willing, I will bring them to the city to watch the dragon boat race."

Xie Yuxi was silent for a moment, then reminded: "The riverside must be crowded that day. Every Dragon Boat Festival, there are many cases of people falling into the water and drowning. They are all pushed into the river by the crowded crowd. You still have to be careful and don't get too close to the water."

Hearing this, Hang Shuheng paused and thanked him, "Thank you for the reminder."

"It would be better to book a private room in Wangjiang Tower in advance. From the top of Wangjiang Tower, you can have a panoramic view."

"Brother Xie is right. I think so too. If it is convenient for you, you can come with us."

There are too many people, and it is not suitable for them to wander around the streets with their children.

Xie Yuxi did not agree directly, but only replied ambiguously: "Let's talk about it when the time comes!"

He didn't have many friends in Pingyang County. He spent most of his time in the Chrysanthemum Garden and rarely attended any student gatherings.

Zhou Ting was one of his few friends, but that guy was now far away in Beijing.

Now, through the contact in the county school for some time, I have been isolated by my classmates like Hang Shuheng, but we have also developed a friendship through isolation. So we can be considered friends, after all!

The two of them had not chatted for a few words when the teacher arrived. They quickly ended the conversation and sat back in their seats.

The teacher of this class is Mr. Shen, the headmaster of the school. He is a very prestigious old gentleman in the academic world. Many noble children have spent a fortune to become his disciples, but they have never been able to do so.

I once heard that Mr. Shen was once hurt by a disciple he personally taught, and he never accepted another disciple after that.

As for who his last disciple was, no one knew. People only knew that Mr. Shen did have a last disciple.

When the class started, Hang Shuheng habitually took out his notebook, opened it to a blank page, and put it aside so that he could take notes at any time.

Mr. Shen noticed it the first time he did these little actions, and later went to question him, only then did he understand his intention.

"A good memory is worse than a bad pen."

This is what the young man said at the time, and Mr. Shen thought it made a lot of sense.

At this moment, seeing the young man silently taking out the notebook, Mr. Shen nodded secretly.

On the other side, Xie Yuxi did the same thing.

At the beginning, he saw that Hang Shuheng had the habit of taking notes, so he asked out of curiosity. He then thought this method was particularly practical, so he followed suit.

Everyone has a different understanding of things. In their spare time, the two often exchange notes and discuss with each other, and they can gain some new insights from each other's opinions.

Mr. Shen once checked their homework. Although he did not show much surprise on the surface, he was very satisfied in his heart.

Shangtang Village.

There is a vegetable garden in the backyard of the primary school. Not long after the primary school started, Song Ning led the children to plant various vegetables in the vegetable garden.

The children are allowed to participate in the entire process of sowing seeds, transplanting, watering and fertilizing, allowing them to observe and understand the growth process of vegetables more clearly.

Because they were influenced by "The Gourd Story", when they were planting vegetables, the children strongly requested to plant gourds.

Unable to resist the children's pleading, Song Ning had to build a rack, bought some gourd seeds, and planted a few plants.

Now, the gourd vine has climbed all over the trellis and has produced several small gourds. The children love them so much that they have to run to take a look at them every day when they go to the primary school before they can go to class with peace of mind.

During my spare time, I would gather around the gourd rack and give names to the small gourds that had just taken shape.

Which one is the eldest, which one is the second, which one is the third, and so on...

Only the first two volumes of "The Gourd" have been published. The story only goes so far as to tell that Erwa's eyes were blinded by a goblin, and then it is not continued.

When the children come to the backyard to look at the gourds every day, they stay together and discuss when Sanwa will come out and what Sanwa's special skills are.

Once this topic is discussed, all kinds of speculation are inevitable, just like now.

"I think Sanwa is a strong man."

"No, no, have you forgotten? The eldest boy is the strongman."

"I think Sanwa is a great hero, a very powerful hero, who destroyed all the monsters in one go."

"No, no, I think Sanwa should be a Taoist priest. He can cast a spell to capture all the goblins."

Yangyang listened to his friends talking about their own things, but none of them could get to the point. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and stood up to correct them, "No! Sanwa is not a hero, nor a Taoist priest. Sanwa is an iron doll, invulnerable to swords and guns."

As soon as he finished speaking, the friends who were in a heated discussion just now all looked at him.

Yangyang raised his chin with some pride, and under the gaze of his friends, he continued to reveal the spoilers.

"Sanwa is very powerful. He is invulnerable to swords and spears. The swords of the fairies cannot harm him. He can cut off the fairies' swords with his bare hands, and he can also use his head to smash a big hole in the fairies' cave."

"Wow! Sanwa is so awesome." All the friends stared at Yangyang with sharp eyes, expecting him to say, "And then? Did Sanwa rescue Dawa?"

"No." Yang Yang was a little discouraged when he said this, and then he said angrily: "That snake demon is too bad. She has a hard and soft Yin-Yang sword. As long as she recites a spell, her sword will become very soft and she tied up Sanwa."