Chapter 336 A Person Like Grandpa

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Zhuo Yang looked at Huang Chengjun in front of him with interest: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Huang, I really can't remember."

"No, no, no, Teacher Zhuoyang, it's my fault. So many compatriots in the Yokohama Stadium shook hands with you that day, and so much time has passed. How can you remember them all?"

"Yes, yes. Is Mr. Huang a local? Still working in Japan?"

"After watching that game, I returned to China. Teacher Zhuoyang, to be honest, it was you who asked me to come back."

"oh?"

Under the big locust tree in front of the school, Huang Chengjun told Zhuo Yang his story without exaggeration or exaggeration. Zhuo Yang was very happy to hear that he had awakened because of his inspiration. Zhuo Yang started to respect him when he heard that he volunteered to teach in the mountains. When he heard that he was being teasingly teased by the local gangsters in Bande, South Africa, Zhuo Yang laughed loudly.

This is an interesting person! But until now, Zhuo Yang still regarded Huang Chengjun as an ordinary fan.

The smile on his face narrowed, and Huang Chengjun said: "Teacher Zhuoyang..."

"Just call me Zhuoyang, and I'll also call you Lao Huang."

"Okay. Zhuoyang, can you lend me a moment to speak? I have something very important... and I may need your help."

Zhuo Yang looked at Huang Chengjun without answering. Huang Chengjun tried hard to make his expression look natural, but his heart was pounding.

A standard No. 5 football rolled over. After Zhuo Yang lightly jumped on his toes, he bounced it a dozen times in turn, and then kicked it gently to Lang Dong.

"Lang Dong, go inside and practice your kicking. I'll take the test later. If you can't do fifty kicks in one go, I'll kick your ass."

Lang Dong stuck out his tongue and made a face, then ran into the school with the ball. Zhuo Yang felt that Xiao Langdong had a lot of aura in football, and it was a pity that he had never been exposed to formal training before, but it might not be too late to start now. Huang Chengjun also stared at Lang Dong until he ran into the playground.

When he and Huang Chengjun came to the small bridge far away from the school gate, Zhuo Yang put his hands in his pockets and turned around to stare at him.

Huang Chengjun did not dare to be vague. He first introduced his current identity briefly and clearly, and then explained in detail the purpose of coming here today. As he listened, Zhuo Yang's face gradually became serious, and he understood the seriousness of the matter.

Zhuo Yang knows that the volunteer organization "Baby Comes Home" has some cooperation with "Baby Comes Home", mainly in terms of financial support.

Zhuo Yang believed the facts stated by Huang Chengjun because he had no need and did not dare to lie to himself. And Zhuoyang understands Huang Chengjun's concerns about this matter, because he also understands China's rural areas.

Before studying abroad, the ancestral home of Lao Zhuo's family was in a village in the southern suburbs of Xi'an, and Zhuo Yang often went back to play. He is well aware of the habits of the villagers. Zhuo Yang believes that if he gets into trouble outside, he can just go to the village and shout, "Someone is bullying me." Walk around.

No matter how big the government is and how rich the people are, being able to make it out of the village alive is considered a good thing. The villagers never asked why the enemies came, nor how many there were, only where they were.

Zhuoyang can be so loved by the villagers just because he has a grandfather, and Principal Lang Maocai here is a grandfather himself. He fully understands all Huang Chengjun's worries, so he can't go to Mayor Xiao. That would be useless, because this is the countryside of the folks.

"Zhuoyang, I'm sorry. I know I've caused you trouble. But Liu Fan... Lang Dong's biological parents are waiting in the guest house in the county. They are only in their thirties, but their hair has turned gray. They have been there for eight years. Here, their tears have dried up."

Zhuo Yang looked at the gurgling stream under the bridge. The water was crystal clear, and there were small mackerel slithering between the rocks and moss.

"Let's do this, Lao Huang." Zhuoyang said, "I'll find a way. Before that, you and your colleagues don't do anything and wait for my news.

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"Zhuoyang..., what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to find Principal Lang."

Huang Chengjun was not surprised or refuted. He believed in Zhuo Yang because Zhuo Yang was his spiritual belief.

"Okay! I will listen to you in everything."

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Principal Lang Maocai’s home is in the school, and he has lived here for 45 years. The small residence in the inner and outer rooms and this school are his entire life.

When Zhuo Yang walked in, Lang Maocai was pouring hot water that had just been heated on the stove into a large tea vat. When he saw him coming in, he quickly put down the aluminum pot and picked up the glass cup next to him and handed it to Zhuo Yang. The cup was filled with light green tea. Yang.

"Zhuoyang, drink some water quickly. Take a sip of herbal tea to quench your thirst. The sun is very hot today." In the southwest in July, even in the mountains, you can still feel the intense heat.

Zhuo Yang took the cup with both hands. "Principal Lang, please sit down and take a rest."

Drinking half a cup of herbal tea really refreshes the spleen and relieves heat. Zhuoyang put the cup back on the low table and looked at Lang Maocai sitting opposite. The old principal took out the cigarettes and lighter from his pocket and put them on the table. He knew that Zhuoyang didn't smoke, but this was his habit of entertaining guests for 45 years.

"Principal Lang, how did Lang Dong come here?"

The air is frozen! Lang Maocai stopped all movements like a sculpture, and only the big teapot was emitting hot white smoke in the room.

"Have... Lang Dong's... biological parents come here?" Lang Maocai's old face showed surprise and... despair.

Zhuoyang closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Lang Maocai fumbled for the cigarette case with trembling hands, pulled out a Huangguoshu stick and handed it to his mouth. He handed it over twice before he stabilized it.

Zhuo Yang picked up the lighter and lit it for him. "His parents have been looking for him for eight years and are now in the lower county."

Principal Lang lowered his head and smoked fiercely. The sparks on the cigarette butt kept brightening in the smoke.

Suddenly, Lang Maocai slapped himself hard in the mouth. "I'm a bastard!"

'Snapped! ’ Another blow, and the cigarette butt was blown out, hitting the cabinet and causing sparks to fly.

"I am a beast! I have been educated by the Party for so many years, but I know the law and break the law and buy children from human traffickers. I feel sorry for the Party and betray the trust of the Party. I am a beast!"

Lang Maocai's face was full of grooves and tears were streaming down his face, and he slapped himself desperately. Zhuo Yang quickly stopped him and held the old man's hand tightly.

"Principal Lang, if it weren't for you, Lang Dong might have died eight years ago. It was you who saved his life."

Zhuo Yang dared to come to Lang Maocai directly because he believed that Principal Lang and his grandfather were the same person.

Eight years ago, after Lang Maocai's son and daughter-in-law were involved in a car accident, his wife also fell ill and passed away, leaving Principal Lang alone. Everyone in the countryside knew him and knew about him, and soon a trafficker came to his door, taking Lang Dong, who was less than two years old.

Lang Maocai took out all his savings and bought Lang Dong from a trafficker for 20,000 yuan. From then on, he loved him like a treasure, and his grandfather and grandson depended on each other.

"Zhuoyang, Lang Dong...what's your original name?"

"Liu Fan."

"Liu Fan, Liu Fan, it sounds nice, a good name." Principal Lang wiped away his tears and nodded. "Where is he from?"

"Tianjin."

"Okay, okay, Tianjin is a big city, okay, a big city is good, okay!"