The Taming of the Ruffian Hero

In a flash, more than three months have passed.

Time is like a song like water, in these few months, Lin Wenxi has been working day and night, eating and drinking, but his health is much better than before.He also serves as the language, mathematics, foreign language, music, labor, and physical education teacher for hundreds of students in the whole school, and has already become a very dignified child king.In the past three months, apart from Huang Xiya who contacted him three times, there was no news from anyone, and his father, Lin Ziwei, had no words at all.

On this day, Lin Wenxi sat silently among the bamboo bamboos, stroking the only relatively high-end electronic organ that the village head had purchased after applying for a long time from his superiors.The wind passes through the bamboo, the bamboo shadow climbs the wall, and the wind plays the piano, singing gracefully: "You will feel love, hate, and forgiveness. Life will not only be full of sadness. He will not take your paradise away..."

It is said that people born on Qixi Festival will meet the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and they are the lucky ones blessed by the magpie bridge. Their relationship road is smooth and stable, and they will live happily ever after.There is also a saying that Qixi Festival is the time when Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet, but it is also a night of parting. If they are born in the middle of the night after Qixi Festival, it often indicates that the road to love will be bumpy, and fortune and misfortune are unpredictable.However, Lin Wenxi came to the world precisely in the middle of the night of Qixi Festival. This year's Qixi Festival happened to be his birthday.

For so many years, Lin Wenxi's birthday is roughly the same every year. His mother, Huang Xiya, cooks some side dishes carefully and buys juice drinks. No matter how busy Lin Ziwei is, he will rest at home on this day and celebrate together with the family.When she was a child, Lin Wenxi always thought that it was her father who cared about her. When she grew up, she gradually became curious about why there is no birthday cake and no candles, but there is a bouquet of delicate red roses on her birthday every year.

Some sensible Lin Wenxi was a little angry, so one year on Chinese Valentine's Day, he poured a basin of warm water, shook off the entire bouquet of roses, and happily enjoyed a rose aromatherapy foot bath.At that time, my father and my mother had entered the bedroom early, they were rustling inside and didn't know what they were doing, and when my father came out satisfied, the red roses had already faded and turned into "a thousand bones of flowers".Fortunately, my father seemed to be in a very good mood, so he only asked Lin Wenxi to copy "Song of Everlasting Regret" ten times, so Lin Wenxi copied an extra piece of paper and stuffed it in my father's bedroom. , when no one is whispering in the middle of the night." His father blushed with anger, but he was beyond reproach, Lin Wenxi felt that he understood something that night.

Lin Wenxi is a little fuzzy about her real birthday. She always thinks it should be when she was four or five years old. When she was a child, her elder brother played house with her, and even made a small wooden sedan chair to carry her, saying it was to welcome relatives. .Why can't I remember, Lin Wenxi sighed heavily, lying on his side holding the calendar, his brows stretched out, just remembering the happiness at that time, why bother to recall all kinds of details.

The next day, there was heavy rain, and the Qixi Festival happened to be the half-month summer vacation of the school, which also meant that Lin Wenxi's teaching career was coming to an end.Two days ago, Hongxuan had already called to inform that on the eighth day of the eighth day, he would pick Lin Wenxi home in the afternoon.

By the end of the second class in the afternoon, before four o'clock, the farmers and women in the village were crowded on the steps of the school gate, waiting in line for their children.If it was normal, he would have already swarmed into the yard, chatting in groups about who is disobedient, how to fight and so on.However, after hearing that there are talented students from well-known universities in the provincial capital who have gone to the countryside to support teaching, the respect they can imagine is to wait quietly in line with farm specialties in their hands.

Lin Wenxi originally wanted to decline gifts from all the students' parents, but he didn't know that the folks in this small mountain village were so straightforward. When they said they didn't accept gifts, they thought they only accepted "melatonin". Lin Wenxi punished him severely. Some parents even pulled the child over and gave him a slap in the face in public, scolding him for not living up to expectations and not listening to the teacher.Lin Wenxi pulled the innocent child over, but in desperation, he accepted gifts one by one, including sweet potatoes, cucumbers, dried beans, steamed buns, and sweet corn stalks, all of which were delicacies that he and his playmates "sneaked around" when they were young.

God wants me to remember enough about my childhood, Lin Wenxi looked at each student with a happy and slightly bitter smile on his lips.

"Erniu, you have a very good memory, you can memorize books very quickly, you must be very promising when you grow up."

"Yumei, she has very dexterous hands, and she folds the neatest origami I teach."

Lin Wenxi handed the hands of one student after another to their parents. To everyone's surprise, in the past few months, Lin Wenxi was able to match the names and appearances of more than a hundred students in three classes. , and their preferences and advantages, Lin Wenxi understands clearly.

"The children are very obedient and well-behaved. This Xiaofeng is a bit naughty and likes to fight, but as long as you talk to him well, he will be obedient and will not bully the children in the lower grades. Moreover, he is good at sports and has a good physical foundation. Well, he's a good seedling." Lin Wenxi grabbed a taller, dark-skinned kid, and helped him wipe his nose with a smile.

"Oh, Mr. Lin, don't get your hands dirty. My kid is very naughty. Just beat him up and scold him. Don't be too nice to him. He's just a bitch." Mouth, cursing: "Mr. Lin is so kind to you, if you bully your classmates again, your legs will be broken when you go home!"

A child next to him started crying, choked and said, "Teacher, he doesn't bully the lower grades, he only bullies our classmates, woo woo woo."

Lin Wenxi hugged him with a smile, put his forehead against the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile: "Little pole, if he bullies you, you can run a race against him. You can't compare with anyone in long-distance running and sprinting. You can also hit him. Run away again, hit him again, and run away again." The students who told Xiaoganzi burst into tears, and those parents didn't expect Lin Wenxi to teach their children in this way, and they found it novel and funny.

Xiaofeng turned around and said, "For Teacher Lin's sake, I won't hit you in the future, but you can't often pull Cuihua's braids!"

Hearing this, Little Pole felt that he had been sued, and was so ashamed that he wanted to cry again. Lin Wenxi gently gave him a chestnut chisel, and said: "Children are eight or nine years old. If you want to be an adult, don't cry often. If you want to cry , look up at the blue sky, and you won’t want to cry.”

"You are my Lin Ziwei's son, don't let me see you cry from now on! If you want to cry, look up at the sky!" This is what my father once said to himself.

When Lin Wenxi went back alone, the campus was suddenly empty, except for an old security guard at the gate, who was busy packing up his things. Tomorrow, when Teacher Lin came down the mountain, he would lock it up for half a month and usher in a new term.He heard that a new teacher was coming.

"Mr. Lin, you teach so well, we are reluctant to part with you. My little grandson is under your care, and his grades are as good as sesame seeds. He will be admitted to the elementary school in the township in the second half of the year!" The old security guard grabbed Lin Wenxi's hand , talking in a hurry.

"He is very smart, he relies on himself, I just give some guidance." Lin Wenxi said politely.

"Where is it, if my son could meet a good teacher like you before, he wouldn't have to carry a hoe for the rest of his life!" The old man was so excited that his eyes were red, and he couldn't help thanking him.

"The new teacher, I believe it will be very good, the matter of the folks, the above is always on the mind, and there will be many teachers Lin appearing here." Lin Wenxi said solemnly.

"Okay, okay, Teacher Lin said so, I'm completely relieved!" The old man suddenly became energetic, raised his head vigorously, and tidied up the small courtyard on the campus neatly.Lin Wenxi pulled his trousers deeply, bent his back, and braved the rain to clear the blocked drains in the playground.

The evening sky was as gloomy as the coming of eternal night, the wind in the porch carried the torrential rain on Lin Wenxi's body, he didn't hide it, and let the rain drenched himself.The dim yellow light bulb swayed slightly in the room, blown by the wind from nowhere, and the shadow of the light swayed, like the murmur and comfort of the darkness on Lin Wenxi. Departure, which university do you want to go to?It's time to go back to Jifu University to have a look.Zhao Yuan, what's the matter?Is Gu Xi still sad for Zheng Kai?What's the point of going back? If you say goodbye again, you won't know the taste of the years.

The phone rang like ghosts crying and wolves howling in the silent night. Lin Wenxi was startled, and when he answered the phone, it was the village head who said that it was windy and rainy, and worried that Lin Wenxi would not be safe in the school building, so he wanted to send someone to pick him up and go down the mountain to rest.Lin Wenxi deliberately declined for a long time before reassuring the village chief's doubts.

Going down the mountain, it is estimated that he will be invited to the wine bureaus of various village cadres. Lin Wenxi would not refuse. He planned to study abroad after graduating from Jifu University. When he came back, he would take the civil service examination and climb up step by step. Or, he might take a helicopter like Chen Wanxin. As for the future, Lin Wenxi didn't know, but probably That's it, it's just a closed loop, he can't escape, and he never thought of escaping.

After answering the phone, Lin Wenxi suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders, and the wind poured in from the door, making him shiver from the cold, so he checked the stove, the fire was on and hot water could be boiled.

Lin Wenxi thought again of last year in the cold winter months, when he took a cold bath for more than a month, but surprisingly did not catch a cold. Presumably, the wind and rain in this midsummer could not do anything to him. Before he knew it, he suddenly remembered that person, who was washing in the bathroom. Taking a cold shower, pinching my throat to learn how to sing, thinking about it, I feel a little embarrassed.

But to his surprise, he found himself smiling in the mirror.

Lin Wenxi winked at the mirror, stroked his forehead lightly, and all the greenness faded away, and some stubble began to grow densely in his mouth. It really didn't look like the "Jade Faced Lord" that everyone praised in high school.Looking up again, Lin Wenxi suddenly found that besides herself in the mirror, another blurry figure suddenly appeared!