Teacher Xiao Zhong's adventures in the countryside

It has been a week since Xiao Mingye came back.

Zhong Yiqiu has listened to every teacher in the school for two rounds. Although he has never been to a teacher's school, he has studied for so many years and has listened to countless teachers. In his opinion, the lectures in Deying Primary School are the best. It turned out to be Wang Wenjun.

Zhong Yiqiu wanted to ask him for advice, but even though they ate and lived together, Wang Wenjun spent most of the time in his own room and did not cook, and only occasionally said a word or two when he sat at the table.

As soon as dinner was served in the yard, Xiao Mingye entered, followed by the six sons.

"Hey, it's time to catch up," Liu Zi said with a smile, and exaggeratedly shouted, "Qiu'er!"

Zhong Yiqiu ignored him and looked up at Xiao Mingye.

There was tiredness in his eyes, his black short sleeves were wrinkled around his body, and the thick stubble protruding from his face made him look even more handsome and tough.

Xiao Mingye scooped up water to wash his face, took a chair and sat between Liu Zi and Zhong Yiqiu, turned his head and asked, "How are you doing?"

"Very good" Zhong Yiqiu replied, after thinking for a while, she stopped her chopsticks, looked at Wang Wenjun who was opposite her and said seriously, "Teacher Wang's lectures are very good, and it's very rewarding to listen to."

Wang Wenjun didn't expect that he would specifically praise himself, and raised his head to stare at Zhong Yiqiu inexplicably.

"That's right! Mr. Wang used to be a teacher in the county school. If it wasn't arranged well at that time, he could come to our dilapidated school!" Liu Zi rushed to talk, and winked at Wang Wenjun after finishing speaking.

Wang Wenjun rolled his eyes and scolded him: "You're the only one who talks too much bullshit!"

Zhong Yiqiu was very surprised, no wonder Wang Wenjun taught so well, he turned out to be a teacher in a county school, but why did he go to a rural elementary school?

Uncle Yi broke the conversation, smiled and said to Xiao Mingye: "Yiqiu is waiting for you to come back, and I'll treat you to drink soda!"

Xiao Mingye hadn't eaten all day, he took a few mouthfuls of food and before he could spit it out, the six sons cut him off again, "Why do you only invite him and not me, Qiu'er!"

Zhong Yiqiu blushed a little, stood up and said cautiously, "I have been here for a few days, thank you for taking care of me, today I will treat everyone to drink soda."

Speaking of turning around and going to the supply and marketing cooperative, Liu Zi stood up and followed, "I'll go with you."

"I don't drink soda, I want beer," Wang Wenjun said while eating without raising his head.

Zhong Yiqiu nodded in agreement, and the six sons put their hands on his shoulders and pushed him out, not forgetting to turn around and pinch him, "That's a beautiful idea!"

However, when he arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, he succumbed before entering the door: "Uncle Cai, four bottles of soda and one bottle of beer must be iced."

"Four bottles of soda, four bottles of beer," Zhong Yiqiu corrected.

The six sons picked on Thumbs.

The old man Cai heard Zhong Yiqiu speak Mandarin, and curiously pulled the freezer door and asked, "Are you a new teacher, a college student?"

Zhong Yiqiu nodded, and imitated the six sons' greetings just now.

The six sons lay on the counter, pouted their buttocks and showed off as if introducing their own relatives: "Isn't it very white!"

Zhong Yiqiu tried her best to restrain herself from going up and kicking his ass.

Four bottles of soda and four bottles of beer were neatly placed on the counter. They had just been taken out of the freezer, and there was still a cold white air.

Zhong Yiqiu looked with anticipation, with so many bottles, Xiao Mingye could teach him a few more times later how to open the caps when two bottles are touched.

He was afraid that it would be difficult to carry, so he asked the old man to get a plastic bag and carry it away.

As soon as he turned around, he heard "bang-bang-bang" behind him. Looking back, the six sons picked up the bottles and opened them all!

He also said with a disgusted look: "The big girl wants plastic bags, so I just go back with these few bottles!"

On the way back, Liuzi held four bottles of soda under his left arm and four bottles of beer under his right arm. Bing's entire arm was stiff, and he followed Zhong Yiqiu's ass chattering endlessly, "Qiu'er! I really didn't mean that..."

After returning to the dinner table to share with everyone, Xiao Mingye saw that the bottle caps were fully opened, and then saw Zhong Yiqiu's depressed face, and understood what was going on.

Zhong Yiqiu drank half a bottle of ice soda in one gulp before suppressing the burning anger in her heart.

Seeing him like that, Xiao Mingye found it amusing, so he approached him and comforted him in a low voice, "I'll buy you a drink tomorrow, and I will definitely teach you."

As a result, I still had no chance to learn the next day.

As soon as I arrived at the office in the morning, President Zheng called everyone to a meeting.

He drank a few sips of hot tea, smashed his mouth, and adjusted his glasses. After completing his standard actions, he sat upright and said: "The situation, everyone knows that once a year, each class teacher will report the status of the registration Say it."

Zhong Yiqiu twirled the pen, but didn't understand, what's the registration status?

After listening to the reports of two teachers, I realized the situation of dropouts in each grade.

There are only these 9 villages in the Deying Brigade, and there is only this primary school. People in each village basically know each other. Just ask.

After the class teachers reported, the second grade was the least. For those promoted from the first grade, there were only two students who did not sign up. The sixth grade was the most, with eight students. The other grades were three or four or five or six.

Principal Zheng flipped through the materials reported by the teachers, and said with a smile, "It's not bad, it's better than last year. This is progress!"

After being quiet for a while, he continued: "No matter what, we still have to go to ask about the situation. Even if there are no indicators above, this is what we should do. Education."

A middle-aged female teacher answered: "What year is it not for nothing? If you go there, you will be stunned. If you haven't signed up until now, then you must not plan to go to school. The child in our village who is going to the sixth grade this year has just been released. I went to work during the summer vacation.”

Zhong Yiqiu recognized the teacher who was joking with the principal at the meeting on the first day, the class teacher of the third grade, and teacher Zhang Honglian who taught Chinese.

"You should go or go, you and Liu Qinghong will form a team, and the two of you will be able to talk if you go," Principal Zheng said while sipping tea.

Noticing Zhong Yiqiu, he specifically explained to Li Hongfei, "Teacher Zhong just went to a rural school and has never experienced it before. Take him with you."

When called out by Li Hongfei, Zhong Yiqiu was still a little confused. Principal Zheng always had a good posture at the beginning of the meeting, as if he was going to talk about something very important, but the content was not clear, so he was a little confused .

Li Hongfei took him to the opposite playground and sat under the basketball hoop. The playground was big but broken. Only one area of ​​the basketball court was paved with concrete, and the rest was grass. The surrounding track is still a dirt road, Zhong Yiqiu imagined that Xiao Mingye would run with dozens of students in the physical education class, and the dust would fly.

"Two people from our class didn't come. One is from our village and the other is from Yuanjiazhuang. Let's find time to take a trip today." Li Hongfei opened his notebook and introduced to him.

Zhong Yiqiu quickly crawled out of her head and asked, "Are you going to visit home?"

"It's a home visit. Let's go to see what's going on. I haven't come today. I guess I don't plan to go to school," Li Hongfei replied.

"Don't go to school? You're only eight years old in the second grade, what can you do if you don't go to school?" Zhong Yiqiu tilted his head to ask him and seemed to be talking to himself.

"Hey, eight-year-old children in rural areas are already able to work in the fields." Li Hongfei sighed and continued, "Yuan Bing in Yuanjiazhuang is in a special situation. His father went to the mountain to blow up rocks two years ago and was killed, and his mother ran away again. , and now only he and his grandfather are left at home."

Zhong Yiqiu's heart trembled, and she suddenly remembered what the six sons said about Xiao Mingye's childhood. His father died, his mother remarried, and he lived with his grandfather. He couldn't help but blurt out, "Is there no help from the school in this situation?"

Li Hongfei took a deep look at him, then quickly lowered his head and said, "Help? The school needs too much help."

Zhong Yiqiu couldn't hear the emotion in his words, and blamed herself for being too naive in what she said just now, she wanted to apologize but couldn't wipe her face off, so she crossed her hands together to change the subject, "What about the other one?"

Li Hongfei stood up and closed his notebook as if preparing to leave, "The other one is Li Yunhuan from our village. Her family has the conditions to go to school, but she was not born by her parents. She was brought here by another girl..."

He didn't continue talking, but Zhong Yiqiu could guess that the fate of a girl with such a background could be imagined, but she was too young, only 8 years old, he just sighed in his heart and didn't dare to say it casually.

Zhong Yiqiu then stood up and patted the ashes on his body and asked him, "Shall we go now?"

"I can't do it now, I'm all working in the fields, there must be no one at home." The two walked to the campus together, Li Hongfei thought about it and decided, "Go to Yuan Bing's house around noon, catch up with them at home, and go to Li Yunhuan's house in our village later in the afternoon. "

Zhong Yiqiu had no objection and followed his arrangement.

In the last class in the morning, neither of them had any class, so they packed up their things and went to Yuanjiazhuang. Neither of them had bicycles, so they could only walk there. Anyway, Yuanjiazhuang was very close.

This is Zhong Yiqiu's first visit to Yuanjiazhuang. Turn around from the school and walk straight downhill. Although it is a dirt road, the countless trampling of horses and horses over the years has long since worn the road surface smooth and hard, glowing under the scorching sun at noon. white light.

There is a small river at the entrance of the village, the water flow is not strong but very wide, and a wooden bridge about 20 meters long is built on it.After crossing the bridge, there was a large and flat field. Although Zhong Yiqiu had never seen it before, he guessed it might be a threshing floor, with a few stone rollers scattered around it.

Most of the village is still tile-roofed houses made of blue bricks and earthen bricks, only a few newly built red brick one-story houses, and a few two-story buildings, which are particularly eye-catching in the dilapidated environment.

After entering the village, there were winding paths anyway, and the two of them stared at each other, only to realize that they didn't ask where Yuan Bing's family lived at all.

Zhong Yiqiu lost his temper after being exposed to the sun, and reconfirmed to Li Hongfei in disbelief, "Don't you know where he lives?"

Li Hongfei wiped the sweat off his face, licked his dimples and shook his head guiltily, "I forgot, I didn't think of bringing them this year, I thought they were my last class of students!"

He is a head shorter than Zhong Yiqiu, and it looks like he has been bullied by lowering his head and admitting his mistake. Zhong Yiqiu's face was flushed red, and his eyes could not be opened. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, find me People ask."

But it’s only a little after 11 o’clock at the moment. During the busy farming season, they don’t close their work until the meal time. There are not many people in the village. The two of them turned two roads and only met an old lady with deaf ears. Li Hongfei’s throat was about to scream. Did not ask clearly.

The two squatted under a big locust tree and hid, they could only wait for someone to ask.

"Hey, isn't that Teacher Xiao!" Li Hongfei stood up and shouted.

Zhong Yiqiu looked in the direction of his finger, and there were two people turning around at the end of the road. The one walking in front with a large pannier was not Xiao Mingye. He was wearing a denim long-sleeved shirt with his arms open, and inside was a white In the vest, a basket full of corn was carried behind her back without bending her waist at all, she still held her head upright, and the muscles on her chest were full and bulging.

Behind her was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a large white shirt, black trousers, black cloth shoes, straw hat and sleeves, but she could still see her figure was slim and beautiful.

Two people walking together, a beautiful scene of a man and woman.

Li Hongfei winked at Zhong Yiqiu.

Zhong Yiqiu didn't care what he meant, he was depressed!

——Why can this guy not go to work again!