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1If Lin Xiaoling left, she would rush to put all the vegetables and fruits she had bought into the warehouse before nightfall. Otherwise, she could not delay her Qingshan Town any further, otherwise, according to the wishes of her two underlings, they would have a big meal at night. Like lunch, they probably wouldn't be able to eat that many times in their entire lives.

Even though they all work at Fuhua Hotel, they are just ordinary employees in the cafeteria. Furthermore, they are not the kind of people who work in the back kitchen or the lobby, so it is very difficult to eat good food, especially with Yang Fann, a top grade food ingredients of 50 yuan a catty, and even wild monkey mushrooms of up to 1000 yuan and a catty. They would normally not even dare to think about these things.

After following Lin Xiaoling out today, they came to the countryside to collect their goods on such a hot day. Originally, they thought it was a hard work, but they didn't expect it to be such a fat job.

Therefore, the two lackeys' admiration and admiration towards Lin Xiaoling soared up as if she had grown wings, doing their best to curry favor with her. They both wanted to see if this kind of good thing could happen again, so Lin Xiaoling could call them to come out together.

After watching Fuhua Hotel's cold storage car disappear into the distance, Yang Fann turned around and prepared to return to his first uncle's restaurant to sit for a while, then exchanged a few words with his first uncle and his wife before returning to Poplar Gully.

However, Yang Fann stopped again because he saw an old man, with white hair, slightly hunched body, and an earthen yellow military satchel walk towards them with his head lowered, getting off the bus heading towards Qingshan Town from the new city.

The old man who walked over was Qingshan Town's Old Principal, Lee Mingxuan's father, Yang Fann's benefactor in middle school, Lee Zhongyi.

"Hello, Old Principal. Did you just come back from the county?" Yang Fann had greeted Lee Zhongyi from far away. In terms of Qingshan Town, Old Principal had even more favors for him than his first uncle and his wife. Therefore, Yang Fann respected Old Principal from the bottom of his heart, and didn't have the slightest hint of hypocrisy.

Their son was two years older than Yang Fann, and his daughter was one year younger than Yang Fann. At that time, they were both in school, so the expenses were huge, and in addition to the fact that the Zhong Family's old store was doing business at that time, they only had enough money for the family of four to barely live on.

After Old Principal found out about Yang Fann's family situation and confirmed it with a visit, he exempted Yang Fann from the school's meals, books, and other miscellaneous expenses. He even frequently gave out money to buy textbooks for him and sometimes even let him go to his own home to eat.

It could be said that if not for Old Principal, even if Yang Fann could barely finish the junior high school for three years, due to the burden of chores, his results would be affected; he might not even be able to enter the first high school of Xincheng County, let alone the Jiangnan University that came afterwards.

As long as he went to work or a meeting in the county, he would be given some food or a few reference books. Although there weren't many of them, under the circumstances, they were already the best that Yang Fann could hope for.

"Oh, it's Fann. I just went to the County Education Bureau to do something. What are you doing here?" When Old Principal saw Yang Fann, his dejected expression immediately became a lot better.

Yang Fann took over Old Principal's military satchel and said with a smile, "Wait for you, I brought you some watermelons. Come, come, let's get in the car. I'll send you some watermelons."

Old Principal didn't bother being polite with Yang Fann and directly boarded Yang Fann's Ford pickup truck. Old Principal treated his prized disciple like a son, sometimes treating Yang Fann better than his own son, Lee Mingxuan. Lee Mingxuan was quite envious of him when he was young.

"Fann, this car of yours is not bad. Did you buy it recently?" Although Old Principal was dressed simply, he was not a bumpkin. His stomach full of ink and his head full of knowledge was definitely not something that those poor instructors who did not know anything could compare to.

"Hehe, I just bought it. Our Poplar Gully road is not good, we use it to pull vegetables." Last time, Yang Fann had told Old Principal about him contracting a farm to grow vegetables, so he didn't say that out of the blue.

Old Principal was an knowledgeable person, unlike the others, he felt that there was nothing bad about farming after graduating from Yang Fann University. There were many people who became billionaires in farming, and there was a precedent of selling fodder to become the richest in the country.

However, Yang Fann did not dare to show off in front of Old Principal. If he said that he spent close to a million to buy this Ford pickup truck, Old Principal would probably have to slap him with the sole of his shoe.

How many poor people are still living in the abyss of suffering? You just have some money, and you spend it on luxury. Where are all the education you received when you were young?

In the eyes of a dedicated person like Old Principal, a man had to help the world, and a poor man had to help the world. Even if he wanted to live a life of poverty, he had to donate the money he saved to the poor people of the world.

Even though Old Principal's way of doing this was no longer feasible in modern society, it did not stop Yang Fann from showing him the deep respect from the bottom of his heart. However, respect was respect.

Fortunately, Old Principal was very open-minded and didn't engage in any kind of moral kidnapping. He was often anonymous when doing good, never did things together with others, and was willing to do good. Old Principal welcomed him, but it didn't matter if he wasn't willing or not, Yang Fann often heard Old Principal say: "It doesn't matter if he isn't a good person, as long as he isn't a bad person."

This was Old Principal, a good person who had strict requirements for himself but extremely low for others.

Soon, they arrived at the middle school. Yang Fann drove the car directly to Old Principal's house, carried two big watermelons out of the tall box and followed Old Principal inside.

He took out two bottles of mineral water from his backpack and handed one to Old Principal, "Hehe, it's mine. We got it from overseas, you drank it last time at the hospital, it's said that it's something good only foreign presidents can drink."

"This is good. Is it expensive?" Old Principal, of course, remembered this kind of advanced mineral water that could make people full of energy. He didn't bother being polite with Yang Fann and drank half a bottle of it in one breath.

After drinking half a bottle of mineral water, Old Principal's spirit immediately improved. He couldn't help but praise: "This foreigner is really not simple. I wonder where he found such good stuff, how come we don't have it in our country?"

Yang Fann also took a sip and thought to himself, this thing belongs to our country, but I didn't dare to take it out for fear of being sliced up, so I changed the topic: "Old Principal, from the looks of it, you don't look good. Did you encounter any problems? I have a few friends in the county who said they might be able to help. "

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