Back to 2003

"Tang Qinghua, why are you here?"

A familiar voice came.

Tang Qinghua turned around and saw a middle-aged man carrying a box. It was Yang Huamou, the head teacher of the junior high school.

"Teacher Yang, long time no see——"

Tang Qinghua suddenly smiled: "Come, come, let's eat grilled sausage... Are you still teaching the third grade of junior high school?"

Teacher Yang was 34 years old, but he had been his class teacher for three years. He was famous for his bad temper and unselfishness. No one in the class had not been beaten by him, including Tang Qinghua... But even though they were all beaten, everyone was very grateful to him.

It was precisely because of his strict teaching that Tang Qinghua was able to achieve good results.Unfortunately, after graduating from Tang Qinghua in his previous life, Teacher Xu was no longer in Qingfeng. Some said he was transferred to Yuzhou City, others said he went to sea to do business, but he has since lost contact with him.

"He can't eat."

The landlady suddenly stared and said.

"Hey, what's the point of eating one!"

Teacher Xu took the sausage with a smile and pointed at the wife of the barbecue stall: "Here, this is your wife..."

"Master, Master Wife?"

Tang Qinghua was shocked when he heard this!

Although Yang Huamou is not as handsome as Pan An, he is still pretty and handsome. He is still a middle school teacher with an iron rice bowl. His wife actually sells barbecue on the roadside?

"What's wrong? It doesn't look like it!"

Yang Huamou clasped his head and smiled at him.

"That's not...it's just that I didn't know it before."

Tang Qinghua told the truth and then looked at it.

The landlady was tall and fair-skinned. Unfortunately, she was wearing a sunhat and a mask, so her face couldn't be seen clearly.

"Do you think I'm not worthy of your teacher?"

The landlady's eyes widened, and she took off her mask, revealing her delicate face; she took off her hat, and her hair fell down, and she looked like a beautiful young woman: "Back then, there was a long queue of people chasing me. I was blind. I fell in love with him... and now I'm reduced to selling barbecue on the street, and he still thinks it's embarrassing and makes me wear a hat and a mask."

"Hey hey hey..."

Teacher Yang looked embarrassed.

"I understand, Teacher Yang deliberately made you like this because you were too beautiful and was afraid of being noticed by others."

Tang Qinghua took advantage of the situation and joked.

"Huh, what kind of thoughts he has..."

The landlady snorted and ignored the two of them.

The master and apprentice chatted and learned that Tang Qinghua had entered Shu University. Teacher Yang was full of joy. After all, it is rare for such a rural middle school to produce a famous college student.

"After this year, I won't teach anymore!"

Teacher Yang suddenly said melancholy.

"why?"

Tang Qinghua asked doubtfully.

“They say teachers are good, but what’s so good about teachers?”

In front of his favorite student, Teacher Yang couldn't help complaining: "The salary I received was only just over 1000 yuan, and the income is not even as good as that of migrant workers! My daughter is already in junior high school and will be admitted to college in two years. By then, the tuition and miscellaneous fees will be nearly [-] yuan per year. Where can I get it..."

"..."

Tang Qinghua was silent when he heard this.

The salary of teachers now is not in line with that of civil servants. Unlike teachers in later generations, they belong to the lucrative industry.Teachers in the city began to teach abroad; teachers in the countryside became both workers and peasants.

"I decided to resign after teaching this semester."

Teacher Yang rarely speaks the truth: "It's just that I'm 35 and I don't have any skills. I don't know what I can do?"

"I advised him not to go out. He continued to teach, and I sold barbecue. Fortunately, the children's tuition fees were enough for a few years, but he refused." The boss's wife took over the words: "It's so easy to change your career when you are in your thirties. ?"

"Have you thought about where to go?"

Tang Qinghua asked after thinking for a while.

"I haven't thought about it yet. I have a friend who works in Dongguang. If it doesn't work out, I'll go work in a factory... Even though I'm a little busy and tired, I should be able to do what others can do."

Teacher Yang smiled, slightly bitterly.

He was once the pride of the whole village, but under the pressure of life, he had to bow his head and work in a factory like others.

"It's okay, it will get better!"

Tang Qinghua showed a bright smile: "I have a relative who has opened a company in Jiangcheng. If you really want to come out to work, I can contact you..."

"Okay, if I really resign, I'll give you a call."

Yang Huamou smiled and didn't take it seriously.

With his character, if he really resigned, he would be too embarrassed to seek connections with students.

Tang Qinghua ordered another twenty skewers of bone and meat and packed them together with the grilled sausages.

Teacher Yang was determined not to accept money, but how could Tang Qinghua agree, leaving a red note and running away.

……

The car drove directly into Dad's brick factory.

I put the barbecue in my second uncle's office and walked around the factory twice before I found my dad squatting in the back hill.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Tang Qinghua asked him.

"Looking at the soil condition, it is not suitable for firing green bricks."

Knowing that his son was coming back, he was not surprised: "There are two construction companies that have been engaged in garden construction for a long time. They want to order a large number of green bricks. I am thinking of opening a new kiln here. It seems to be okay now!"

"Oh……"

Tang Qinghua felt left out.

Sure enough, if a man has money... he will easily become a workaholic!

"Come back so early? Your mother stewed a chicken and asked your sister and brother-in-law to come back for dinner in the evening."

Tang Wenyuan didn't notice his expression: "If you want to go back, just go back. Liu Ping has already gone back to help cook."

"Then I'll go back first!"

Tang Qinghua ran away quickly, returned to the office, took half of the ham home, and gave it to his grandparents, mother and Sister Ping to try.

……

The yard is bigger again!

This is Tang Qinghua's first impression.

Dad found an adult yellow horn tree from somewhere and planted it on the east side of the yard. The huge tree directly covered most of the yard. A vegetable patch on the west side that did not originally belong to Tang Qinghua's family was also replaced by the Tang family. A row of stone walls that were more than half a person's height surrounded the land.

A stream of clear mountain spring water flows from the back mountain and flows into the pond beside the courtyard dam. The leaves of the grape trellis beside the pond are dark green, and bunches of purple grapes hang among them, which is tempting to the mouth.

"Dad's taste has improved!"

Tang Qinghua smacked his lips and then looked at the house: "This is the house. I'm afraid it needs to be renovated!"

Although the house was renovated by my father at the end of last year, it was still too old. How about renovating it?

Anyway, we have a lot of bricks!

……

In the evening, my sister and her husband came back early.

My sister is four or five months pregnant, but she has always been in good health. She spends all day wandering around, either going shopping with Sister Ping or accompanying her to a farmhouse, which is more fun than anyone else.

"Brother-in-law, how is work?"

Tang Qinghua asked about Lu Lintao.

"I've been very busy lately——"

Lu Lintao answered while picking vegetables: "Our mayor suddenly suffered from cancer and passed away half a month ago. One of the deputy mayors went out to study, and the secretary is also old. The superiors asked me to temporarily act as the mayor to handle town affairs. .”

"That's good -"

Tang Qinghua laughed when he heard this.

Fortunately, everything in his memory happened and was not affected by his rebirth.