The breeze blows on my face.

Chen Yang stretched his waist very comfortably.

The cigarette butt in his hand had already burned, but his heart was extremely hot at this moment.

The next few months are crucial.

If you can grasp it well, it will surely truly promote the popularity of Xinze Finance Company in the entire Jing'an District accounting industry.

He will also earn his first pot of gold for Chen Yang in his life's struggle.

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In Chen Yang's impression, Haishi is sunny every year during the National Day holiday. Even if the autumn is full, the sun will still seize the last time of the year to bring warmth to the earth.

This year is no exception.

Early in the morning, as soon as Chen Yang walked out of the yard, the fierce Chaoyang rushed to rely on him, just like a hot and passionate girl who gave the greatest tenderness to men.

He couldn't stand this intimacy and hurriedly turned around and took off his coat.

Then I went to the kitchen for a walk, and there were two plates of dumplings in the pot, which I didn’t finish eating yesterday afternoon.

The parents and sister Chen Xue were not at home, so they set off for their uncle's house early in the morning.

This is something that has been decided long ago.

The father said that although he was blown out by his aunt when he went to borrow money two days ago, the blood was thicker than water. After all, the two families were closest relatives. No matter how many conflicts there were, they could not really cut off contact.

Not to mention, my aunt doesn’t blame others for getting angry. If it were the woman next to me, I’d probably not endure it until now, so I would have been blown up long ago.

This time they went there, one was to visit their grandmother, and the other was to help their uncle and his wife harvest crops. It might take several days to come back.

My father didn't live during the National Day holiday, otherwise he wouldn't be able to go there. My mother even gave up on continuing to set up stalls to make money in recent days.

For rich people, holidays like National Day are for travel and rest.

But for ordinary people, the National Day holiday is the busy farming season. During this period, the whole family will be neatly buried in the farmland, working hard for a few days, whether it is the elderly at home, young people who go out to work, or students studying in school.

After all, the harvest in the fields these days is to some extent carrying the hope of the family.

No one doesn't pay attention to it.

At least in this era, there is no dare to ignore it.

In the past few years, although Chen Yang and his family were in the city, they would go back to help the elderly clean up their crops during the National Day holidays.

Sometimes I help my grandmother’s house, and sometimes I help my grandfather’s house.

In short, this has become a habit.

In previous years, he would basically follow him back. Whether he would harvest crops was one thing, but whether he would go back was another.

The situation this year is special. With a financial company in hand, you can’t leave people for a long time. The boss will run business from time to time!

Otherwise, he would have to follow him to his uncle's house.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, and then drinking all the two plates of dumplings, Chen Yang changed his clothes and planned to go to the Jinbi Brilliant Hotel to take a look.

There is officially opening today, and it should be very lively.

But as soon as he stepped out of the door, he received a very abrupt call.

The phone call was from the high school class monitor Feng Shigui. After a few greetings, he asked if Chen Yang was in Haishi. Then he conveyed a bad news, "Chen Yang, Lao Gao is gone, what happened last night, his family's situation, we all know when we went to school. If you are not busy, just go there. After all, there is a teacher-student match, and we who are alive should do something."

Feng Shigui's words made Chen Yang stunned, and then some dusty memories in his mind gradually became clear.

The class monitor's mouth Lao Gao is their high school teacher, named Gao Jianxiong, a gentle middle-aged man with a smile on his face, and his age is similar to Chen Yang's father.

In the college entrance examination, there were very few people in Chen Yang and his class who were admitted to college, and there seemed to be less than five, but the whole class had 40 or 50 people, and most of them were in love and thankful to their head teacher Gao Jianxiong from the bottom of their hearts.

It’s just because everyone has been in high school for several years, and they have more or less helped Gao Jianxiong.

Whether it is about studying or living things, whether it is about background or gender, Gao Jianxiong can really treat everyone equally.

This looks simple.

But it is not easy to do it.

Many people understand this truth.

This is also the reason why everyone thanks Gao Jianxiong from the bottom of their hearts.

Like everyone else, Chen Yang is also grateful to Gao Jianxiong.

It was just because in high school that Gao Jianxiong did not look down on him because his family was in bad condition, which made Chen Yang feel comfortable staying in the class every day.

In the first month of this year, he bought some gifts to see Teacher Gao. At that time, he learned that the latter had poor health in the past two years and suffered from cerebral infarction.

I just didn't expect that I would pass away after a long time.

But if you think about it carefully, he shouldn't have acted too surprised. After all, Teacher Gao passed away at this time in his previous life.

However, Chen Yang helped harvest crops at his uncle's house in the same period of his previous life, and he didn't have time to go to the funeral.

"I'll go in a while"

After replying to Feng Shigui, Chen Yang didn't plan to go to Jinbihuihuang Hotel again. He soon came to a store that specializes in selling wreaths and was preparing to buy a few wreaths to bring them together.

I called Jia Sihong and the latter was planning to go, so Chen Yang bought a few more.

Gao Jianxiong's home is in the northern suburbs of Jing'an's old city, a village near the city.

After Chen Yang and Jia Sihong met, it was difficult to take the wreath and took the car, so they walked straight along the way.

Anyway, it wasn't far, and the two young men arrived in more than 20 minutes.

The sight of it was a shabby yard, with iron-covered doors and a lot of rust on it.

At this moment, there were many wreaths on the left and right walls outside the gate, and the faces of the crowd entering and leaving were more serious.

Chen Yang and the others even saw some high school classmates in it.

It can be seen that everyone came after hearing the news.

"Why"

Chen Yang sighed, placed the wreaths in one go, and walked into the yard in a heavy mood.

How to say it.

Teacher Gao was not from a wealthy family, and his identity as a high school teacher did not make him a lot of money.

In the past two years, I have spent almost all my family’s savings because I have been seeing a doctor. I heard that I still have debts.

The place I live in has not changed for many years, and it is as shabby as ever. There are no bricks in the yard, which is even worse than Chen Yang and his family.

See all this.

It's really uncomfortable.

It is said that good people will be rewarded.

But most of the time God bullies good people?

The gate is facing several northern rooms.

Chen Yang heard crying as soon as he walked in.

That heart-wrenching cry.

It was from the mourning hall.

Walk in and take a look.

Teacher Gao lay quietly and peacefully on the straw mat on the ground.

A girl was crying and almost fainted, and the few people around her couldn't pull her up.

Chen Yang knew that this was Teacher Gao’s only daughter during his lifetime, Gao Shuyan.

He was once a study committee member of Chen Yang and his class, and was also a woman with a lot of fate...
Chapter completed!