The village chief stood in front of everyone and introduced: "This is Teacher Zhao. Let's help each other more in the future."

Maybe it's Wen Xue'an's influence.

Even the villagers who didn't care about studying still had great respect for the teacher. They quickly wiped the corners of their mouths and almost shouted in unison: "Hello, Teacher Zhao, I am..."

Teacher Zhao, who was said to be from Binhai, smiled.

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One month has passed since the Battle of Mount John.

The time has come to early April.

Marina City Cemetery.

The weather is a bit cloudy today, with light rain falling.

Li Kui came to a tombstone with a bamboo basket in hand and stood there. He looked at the energetic man in the photo and smiled brightly at the corners of his pursed lips. He sat cross-legged in front of the tomb without feeling dirty.

"Oh, look at how dirty you are."

Li Kui stretched out his hand to wipe away the fallen leaf petals that were wet by the rain, and took out the sacrifices and placed them one by one.

He looked at Yang Chao's photo and said with a smile: "Lao Yang, guess what kind of wine I brought you today?"

Li Kui took out the wine bottle with a mysterious look on his face, shook it in front of the tomb, and said proudly: "Thousand-year-old brew! This is a good thing. Old Li, I spent a lot of effort to get it from Brother Meng."

Pry this bottle out.

"Today, it's just the two of us drinking."

As he spoke, Li Kui was about to pour wine for Yang Chao when he suddenly looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and said a little unhappily: "Hey, I'm drinking with my brother, what are you going to do next? Old Yang, look at me...

"

In an instant, the wind and clouds moved away.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated in the blink of an eye, and the sun hanging in the sky shone brightly.

Li Kui glanced at Yang Chao and raised his eyebrows: "Just tell me if you're awesome or not!"
Chapter completed!