Luo Xuan took the opportunity to go to the school leadership office.

It is an opportunity to ask about my application to go to the countryside to join the queue, how this matter went, and what happened.

By the way, I made a small request to the school leaders: the Animal Husbandry College has been suspended for a long time.

So Luo Xuan begged the school leaders to agree to transfer Teacher Wang back and give everyone three days of classes.

Wait until the lecture is over,

Then let Teacher Wang return to the boiler room of the breeding farm to continue receiving training...

The school leaders saw that Luo Xuan took the initiative to apply to go to the countryside to join the team and was very enlightened.

In addition, the leaders, considering that the students' studies have indeed been delayed for too long.

If it continues like this, it will really not be conducive to those students majoring in animal husbandry to master professional and cultural knowledge.

Therefore, he agreed to Luo Xuan's request.

Moreover, when the school leaders saw Luo Xuan taking the initiative to come to the office to take care of things, they simply decided to transfer Teacher Wang back to teach.

Let Luo Xuan make a trip to inform the person in charge of the breeding farm about this matter.

"Luo Xuan, you must not get involved with that old man who burns the boiler."

Zhang Xiaoli was afraid of Luo Xuan, so she became violent with the old man in the boiler room in a rage.

So Zhang Xiaoli warned with concern: "It will take a while until our application for going to the countryside is approved.

We can stay away from these right and wrong. Before that, Luo Xuan, you must not cause any trouble, okay?"

Luo Xuan nodded, "Don't worry, I will be very careful about what I do. Either don't do it or do it, and I will do it to the best of my ability."

I got on my bicycle and left the school.

Luo Xuan went straight to the breeding farm.

When he arrived at the end of the field and saw Teacher Wang, Luo Xuan couldn't help but feel sadness in his heart:

I saw Teacher Wang, who had always paid great attention to his own appearance and appearance. Now he was gray and haggard.

When Luo Xuan rushed to the boiler room, he saw Teacher Wang limping and carrying a load of coal.

It took a lot of effort to move it into the boiler room.

The old man with a face full of wrinkles was sitting on a small bench at the door of the boiler room, holding a long dry tobacco stick in his mouth.

While supervising Teacher Wang’s work,

At the same time, he scolded him: "Old Wang, can't you walk a little faster? I'm going to get angry just looking at you, you are such a useless person who is both literary and martial arts!"

The old man glanced at Luo Xuan coming over, but he didn't care.

Instead, he sat there and continued to lecture Teacher Wang, "If only the masses would work as slowly as you do, Lao Wang.

When can we achieve our great goals in industrial and agricultural construction?

Walk faster! Have you not looked at the members of the production team? Although they are not very educated, the enthusiasm of the people in their work is so high?"

The old man took a puff of cigarette,

With a face full of contempt, "I tell you, you did this purely on purpose! You just want to hinder our construction work."

You don’t want to see us, the suffering people, living a good life!”

The old man became more and more angry as he spoke: "You are dissatisfied, you have pink eye! I'd better treat you with a stick."

As he said that, the old man raised his long cigarette pole and hit Teacher Wang hard on the back!

Just listen to him urging: "Hurry up, the boiler room needs to get a lot of distilled water these days, and the task is very heavy. Today, at least, we have to carry 5 loads of coal..."

Waiting for Teacher Wang, he poured the coal into the boiler room with difficulty.

After coming out again.

Luo Xuan stepped forward and reached out to take the basket from Teacher Wang's shoulder, "Teacher Wang, please take a rest first! I'll help you pick the remaining coal."

"Little comrade, don't move!"

The old man talked about "little comrade" and seemed to be very polite.

But in fact, his tone was very cold, "What kind of place is this that you can make the decision as you please? And you know, what mistake did this old Wangtou make?

You don’t know anything about the situation! Just ask Hu to work for him? Do you want to be his filial son and grandson?"

"Isn't this the breeding farm jointly run by the Animal Husbandry Bureau and the Vocational Technical School?"

Luo Xuan said: "This is not a secret unit, why are you so fussy about it?

Once a teacher, always a father. Have you never heard of this sentence? I am Teacher Wang’s student. As his junior, what’s wrong with doing some work for him? "

"Good guy, you're talking too much! What's wrong with the breeding farm? The breeding farm is also a public unit! It is related to the vast production team and the great future and development of the animal husbandry industry!"

This old man has never studied.

But the most popular cliches nowadays come out of his mouth in a string!

The old man snorted coldly: "Where are you from? Which unit are you from? Why do you just come to the most core place of our unit so casually?"

This bad old man, he and Luo Xuan only met once.

People tend to forget things.

This bad old man obviously didn't remember Luo Xuan.

He just heard him scolding him righteously: "Our breeding farm cost the public a lot of money. It is said that what we use...what?"

Oh, green foreign banknotes, breeding pigs imported from thousands of miles away!

We must not only take good care of such a precious thing, but also prevent bad elements from sneaking in and causing damage."

Luo Xuan Di muttered: "You might as well take these big Yorkshire dogs home and offer them on the incense board like your ancestors..."

"What?"

The old man couldn't understand the breed of the breeding pig, let alone its foreign name. "What are you doing there?"

Luo Xuan smiled and said: "No, I didn't say anything. I meant that you are a great helper; many good people who feel good about you are eager to give you up."

I heard them say that instead of trying to correct you mentally, it would be better to just ask you to physically destroy you."

"Inexplicable!"

The old man muttered and stopped talking to Luo Xuan.

When the old man looked at Luo Xuan, he looked like a cultural man.

In the old man's opinion, these people who read a lot should say something.

Can you still call people?

Mental stuff... The old man can understand what Luo Xuan said, but what Luo Xuan said is physical shit.

The old man was stunned by these words.

Anyway, these scholars usually like to make mysteries, and they specialize in coaxing uneducated people like us!

So if you don’t understand it, that’s normal.

As for the bad old man just now, what he said was that the breeding pigs imported from Europe were shipped thousands of miles away.

He has lived a lifetime.

He has never left, more than 20 miles away from his home.

So in the old man's perception, thousands of miles is a very, very far distance.

The food-treading one!

The breeding pigs imported from Europe are transported to Bashu Province, which is tens of thousands of kilometers away, okay?

When the old man saw Luo Xuan, he still stretched out his hand to pull the pole from Teacher Wang's shoulder.

He was so angry that he suddenly knocked the long cigarette rod in his hand against the ground door!

"Bang" sound...

"Don't help Lao Wangtou carry coal! Guys like him should reshape his GM and ideological outlook through labor!"

The old man said angrily: "If you work for him today, then I will write him a comment, 'Old Wangtou resists labor training'!"

Teacher Wang gently pushed Luo Xuan, "I'll pick it up. There aren't many loads of coal left, so bear with it...it's over."

"Yo ho?"

The old man refused: "You still tolerate it? Old Wangtou, what is your attitude? I heard the meaning behind your words, you seem to be dissatisfied with our government."

"No, how dare you. How dare you."

Teacher Wang's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly picked up the load and left, "I just said it casually. Look at my bad mouth, I always like to talk nonsense.

It was my fault just now, and I am guilty. I am not good, and I will repent! Father Zhao, I really can’t help myself.”

The old man snorted coldly: "Don't talk to me about your personal relationship. Is that what you can call me, Father Zhao? Remember! You will call me Comrade Zhao from now on."
To be continued...