"Brother Hanwen, maybe his grandfather is really sick."

Qin Peijun felt that Lin Hanwen seemed to be too strict and whispered.

"Shuyuan, you really believe it."

Lin Hanwen shook his head with a smile.

"Children don't lie, right?" Qin Peijun whispered.

As soon as she finished speaking, an old man happened to be heading towards him in a ox cart.

Seeing the old man driving the ox cart, Lin Hanwen immediately smiled. He drove the off-road vehicle to the small slope next to the dirt road, giving enough space for the ox cart to pass through.

At the same time, Lin Hanwen stepped on the brakes and fell down the car window.

"Uncle, where are you going?"

"Drink, it was Teacher Lin who drove back in the car."

The old man was surprised when he saw Lin Hanwen in the car.

“With guests, it’s easy to drive.”

While talking, Lin Hanwen fell down the rear window again.

The old man subconsciously glanced into the car and then saw the three widows.

"Sanwazi, why are you in the car?"

"Shouldn't you be in school?" the old man asked in confusion.

Sanwa turned her head to the other side and pretended not to hear it.

Lin Hanwen said: "Uncle, the third baby said you are sick."

"I'm sick!"

"Okay, you three kids, you skip school again!"

"Look at me, I won't break your legs tonight!" The old man cursed irritably.

Sanwa looked desperate.

After the old man drove the ox cart over, Lin Hanwen drove the off-road vehicle back to the main road.

"That one was the grandfather of the third baby just now?" Qin Peijun asked.

"Otherwise."

Lin Hanwen shrugged.

After receiving a positive answer, Qin Peijun was speechless. She was talking for Sanwa just now.

Unexpectedly, this kid is really making excuses for truant school.

Soon, the off-road vehicle drove into Xipo Village Primary School.

It was the end of get out of class. Twenty or thirty children were playing wildly on the empty playground. When they saw the off-road vehicle driving into the school, all the children were shocked and then surrounded them curiously.

Lin Hanwen parked the car directly at the door of the dormitory.

Then, he opened the car door and got out.

"It's Teacher Lin!"

"Teacher Lin is back!"

"Teacher Lin drove back!"

"Teacher Lin is so cool!!"

Seeing Lin Hanwen get out of the car, the children immediately cheered excitedly.

At this time, Sanwa pushed open the door of the rear seat. Instead of getting off the car immediately, he stepped on the pedal of the off-road vehicle and showed off: "You have never taken the off-road vehicle, hehe, I have taken it!"

"Three kids!"

"How come Sanwozi is in the car!"

"Sanwai is sitting in Teacher Lin's car!"

The children all cast envious eyes.

Lin Hanwen turned his head and glared at Sanwa: "Go under the flagpole and stand for the punishment!"

"oh."

Sanwa took off the Vigor, jumped out of the car, and went to the flagpole to stand down and dejectedly.

Seeing this scene, the other children burst into laughter.

This style is like a joke on the Internet: He used to be a king, but later his mother came back!

"Principal Lin, you are back."

At this time, Han Miaomiao, who was left behind in the school, came up with a smile on her face.

"Well, it's okay these days."

"It's great, but the three wives are always late." Han Miaomiao glanced at the three wives who were already standing under the flagpole and said.

While the two were talking, Qin Peijun and Hu Xiaolan also got out of the car.

The children all looked at the two strangers with curiosity, especially Qin Peijun, who looked so beautiful.

Han Miaomiao also glanced at the two of them, but when she saw Qin Peijun, she was stunned: "Qin, Qin Peijun?"

Han Miaomiao couldn't believe her eyes. When she was in college in Rongcheng, all the dormitory liked Qin Peijun, the queen of music.

Later, Qin Peijun went to Rongcheng to hold a concert, and it was hard to get a ticket.

Han Miaomiao and several roommates listened to the whole show outside the gymnasium.

For Han Miaomiao, Qin Peijun is an out of reach top superstar. She never dreamed that one day she would have an intersection with the other party.

It’s still in this remote Xipo Village.

"Shuyuan, this is Xiao Han, the school's teaching teacher." Lin Hanwen introduced.

"Hello, Xiao Han."

Qin Peijun greeted with a smile.

"Hello, you."

Han Miaomiao was a little at a loss. In her impression, Qin Peijun has always been a very cold queen.

I didn't expect that I looked so easy-going in private.

At this time, Lin Hanwen opened the trunk of the off-road vehicle and took out a large travel bag.

"Xiao Han, please send the snacks inside to the children."

"Many of them are local specialties from Xingcheng, so you can also keep some to try."

Lin Hanwen handed over the big trip bag to Han Miaomiao.

He led Qin Peijun and Hu Xiaolan to visit Xipo Village Primary School.

In fact, there were only five or six adobe houses in total, and the two of them had already seen a rough look as soon as they got off the car.

However, when the two followed Lin Hanwen's footsteps into the children's classroom, their mood suddenly became heavy.

The two people living in a metropolis cannot imagine that there are still classrooms with such arduous conditions in today's society.

The ground is solid yellow land, the walls are covered with waste newspapers, and the windows are the oldest wooden windows. A few pieces of glass are broken and replaced by plastic cloth. The wind blows over and makes a whirring sound.

"Brother Hanwen, are you teaching in this environment?"

Qin Peijun felt incredible.

“So, I’m working hard to change the educational environment for my children.”

Lin Hanwen frowned at the plastic cloth that was stabbed by a naughty man on the window.

The children in the village have simple thoughts, but they never lack the naughty ones like Sanwo.

"Brother Hanwen, I want to donate to several schools."

Qin Peijun suddenly said.

"good."

"Then I'll send you the charity fund account." Unexpectedly, Lin Hanwen agreed very simply.

The next second, Qin Peijun had already received a text message from Lin Hanwen.

Looking at the long account name and account number in the text message, Qin Peijun fell into deep thought.

This account name and account number are clearly impossible to register so quickly!

"Ahem."

Lin Hanwen coughed twice awkwardly, and he also realized that he seemed a little anxious.
To be continued...