Teacher Xiao Zhong's adventures in the countryside

Each class has two physical education classes a week, and Xiao Mingye has one class in the morning and one in the afternoon every day.

The autumn harvest began one after another. After class, he rushed back to help Yuan Baochang with work. Sometimes he ate at home when it was too late, and everyone was asleep when he came back.

He and Zhong Yiqiu had breakfast and met at the office, but he still could see that something was wrong with this kid.

The student's problem was solved, and it was said that the class went well. The students went home and said how good the new teacher was.

Even when he went back to work in the village, several parents asked him if he was living with the new teacher. When the children came back, they praised Teacher Zhong like a flower, and showed them when they brought him back to the village.

Ordinarily everything was fine, so she should be happy, but Zhong Yiqiu was not.

Although I couldn't see much difference from usual, I went to class as usual and helped Uncle Yi with work after class, but those shining eyes lost their spirit.

Could it be that he went to the brigade headquarters a few days ago and called home, something about the family?

This afternoon, work was over early, Xiao Mingye packed up and went back before it was dark, passing by the corn field behind, he saw Zhong Yiqiu and Uncle Yi squatting next to a pile of corn from a distance.

Zhong Yiqiu squatted under the big back basket, full of corn covering his body, only the small black top of his head was exposed, Uncle Yi bent over behind to lift the back basket and put it on his back.

Xiao Mingye took two quick steps, grabbed Zhong Yiqiu's shoulder and said, "I'll do it."

Zhong Yiqiu saw that he didn't get up, and turned his head to the side, "Go and help Uncle Yi."

Saying that he took a deep breath and wanted to stand up, Xiao Mingye hurriedly lifted him up from behind, watching him stagger two steps and slowly stand firm, his thin waist and back were bent, making his slender neck stretch forward with difficulty.

"If you don't let me work, you have to do it!" Uncle Yi sighed distressedly and helplessly.

The three of them had to carry it twice before finishing it, and piled it up in the yard.

At night, one by one, the corn coats are torn off, the two are tied together, and hung on the courtyard wall or tree to dry. After drying, they are taken off and manually rubbed the corn kernels one by one.

Zhong Yiqiu never thought that doing farm work is so troublesome and tiring. It's just corn, which needs to be rummaged four or five times to get it back from the field before it can be sold.

Farming is hard work!

Uncle Yi and Xiao Mingye were cooking together. He took advantage of the glimmer of light left when he wiped the darkness, opened his collar to look at the mirror outside the kitchen, two red marks sank into his shoulder, and the left side was covered with blood.

There is no shortage of vegetables in summer, and the harvest of green peppers is even more abundant. Frying a small pot every night can’t keep up with the speed of ripening.

Dinner in rural areas is relatively simple, one dish is enough, and some families even use fresh water noodles and pickles to deal with.

Since he knew that he didn't like green peppers, Xiao Mingye would stir-fry one more dish when cooking, such as beans, loofah or Chinese cabbage.

Wang Wenjun came back with a meal time, and a two or three catty fish was hung on the handlebar, which was still alive and kicking.

Seeing Zhong Yiqiu in the yard, he didn't say hello. He filled half a bucket of water and put the fish in. After watching it for 2 minutes, he felt bored and then went to tease Zhong Yiqiu, "I'm working in the field again! Haven't you been fresh yet?"

Zhong Yiqiu really hates him like this. It's been almost a month since we met for the first time, and he has been talking in a strange way, and he didn't offend him.

If it was before, he would argue a few words. Since the last time he heard Lao Gao and Yuan Rongju discuss and speculate about him like that behind his back, he didn't dare to speak casually, for fear of making the conflict worse and causing trouble for himself.

Seeing that he didn't hear him, and didn't give himself a look, Wang Wenjun felt bored, and entered the room with a snort.

Before the meal was ready, Zhong Yiqiu moved the stool to tear the corn first, and just sat down when he saw a girl coming in from the gate of the yard, holding a bamboo vegetable basket in her hand.

He recognized the girl who met Xiao Mingye in the village that day, but he didn't know what the relationship was.

"Are you looking for Xiao Mingye? He is cooking." Zhong Yiqiu stood up and said.

"Yeah," she replied, rubbing her two expressions of shyness and generosity on one face, and said with a smile, "Are you Teacher Zhong?"

Before Zhong Yiqiu answered, Xiao Mingye heard a voice, "What are you doing?"

"Mom steamed the buns, let me bring you some." She was wearing a calf-length light green dress, which was even more delicate and supple under the dim light from the kitchen.

Xiao Mingye was stunned for a while before taking the small basket from her hand, seven or eight big buns the size of a palm were still warm.

Zhong Yiqiu guessed that she should be Xiao Mingye's younger sister, Yuan Yulan who was born again after his mother remarried.

He looked at them and found that the noses of the two were very similar, both with straight bridges, but Xiao Mingye's was more resolute, as sharp as a knife, while hers was relatively delicate.

"Brother said that he won't break the corn tomorrow. He's going to apply pesticides to the rice fields. You can take a rest." Yuan Yulan had nothing in her hand and tugged at the hem of her skirt uncomfortably.

Got it." Xiao Mingye also spoke calmly to his sister.

...

It was quiet for almost a minute, and neither brother nor sister spoke.Zhong Yiqiu really couldn't stand this, and asked out of words, "What's the stuffing in the buns?"

Xiao Mingye gave him one, he hurriedly waved his hands to indicate that his hands were dirty, and shouted in his heart, second brother, I didn't mean to eat it!I just want to ease the awkward atmosphere!

"The lotus root is stuffed with meat. I dug the lotus root yesterday," Yuan Yulan replied with a smile.

Zhong Yiqiu's curiosity was aroused all of a sudden, "Can we dig the lotus root now? What about the lotus leaves and lotus pods?"

Yuan Yulan smiled slightly, "Of course, many people have dug the lotus pond behind the village, you can go and have a look."

Zhong Yiqiu felt that she was making a fool of herself again, so she smiled embarrassedly.

"There are still lotus pods, let my brother take you to eat them." Yuan Yulan blushed from his smile, and whispered.

Xiao Mingye looked at her meaningfully, Yuan Yulan hardly ever called him, and whenever he needed to be addressed, he would call him Ai Ai Ai, let alone Brother.

"It's getting dark, go back early" Xiao Mingye said to her, then turned around and prepared to go back to the kitchen.

Zhong Yiqiu: "...can you give me one...?"

"No need, I can go back by myself." Yuan Yulan tilted her head playfully, and continued, "I'm very brave!"

Zhong Yiqiu sent her to the door, saw her standing gracefully under the moon door and waved slightly to herself, then turned around and left gracefully.

After eating, he worked until after 9 o'clock. Xiao Mingye asked him to take a bath in the river.

On the way, he asked uncontrollably, "Why don't you send your sister off, it's not safe for girls in the dark."

"Why don't you give it away?" Xiao Mingye asked generously.

Zhong Yiqiu: "...Why should I give it away! You don't even give it away to your own sister!"

Xiao Mingye just smiled and said nothing.

Zhong Yiqiu simply couldn't understand his divine logic, what was it all about?

"Are you homesick?" Xiao Mingye asked suddenly.

Zhong Yiqiu was surprised, why did you suddenly ask this again?

"Did Wang Wenjun bully you?" Xiao Mingye asked without waiting for his answer.

"No." He thought of Wang Wenjun, including everyone's attitude towards him, and shook his head a little disappointed.

Sitting on the grass after taking a shower, it felt cool and comfortable, Zhong Yiqiu slightly closed her eyes.

He seldom wore a vest like now, his smooth skin was almost crystal clear under the moonlight, and the red and swollen bruises on his shoulders seemed even more frightening.

Xiao Mingye averted his eyes, fumbled in his trousers pocket, but found nothing, remembering that he didn't bring a cigarette.

He doesn't usually smoke, but at this moment, he feels like he is addicted for no reason.

"Will you tell others about me?" Zhong Yiqiu turned to look at him.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Mingye asked casually, and after he finished speaking, he remembered that it was the last time he told himself that he was expelled from the university.

Xiao Mingye saw him asking himself so earnestly and even pleadingly, his plump and rosy lips were slightly long, like the pitiful stubbornness of a child when he was wronged.

Xiao Mingye couldn't help but want to touch his trouser pocket again.

"No" he replied.

What he said was very flat, as lazy as he usually said, but Zhong Yiqiu could hear the seriousness in his tone, making people believe that he was as good as his promise.

"Did you hear what someone said?" Xiao Mingye asked with a smile, more like an affirmative sentence.

Zhong Yiqiu's brain can never keep up with the speed of his mouth, "Second brother, you are too powerful!"

Xiao Mingye wanted to laugh and beat him at the same time, he gritted his teeth and didn't do anything.

Zhong Yiqiu saw him sucking on both sides of his cheeks and exhaling fiercely through his nose, as if there was nothing he could do, so he laughed unconscionably.

"When I first came, Director Yuan, Uncle Yi, and Principal Zheng all told me that it was not easy to win me over, and I was very welcome to come here." Zhong Yiqiu laughed enough, and her heart opened.

"I thought everyone was the same, and I was determined to do my best to live up to everyone's expectations." Looking at the sparkling water, he said slowly, "I'm too naive, I'm not needed here. "

After finishing speaking, he was silent for half a minute and then turned to look at Xiao Mingye, "I just don't understand why?"

"Don't care what others say," Xiao Mingye replied, staring into his eyes.

Zhong Yiqiu was silent, he told himself countless times not to care, but no one could do it.

"Why did you come here?" Xiao Mingye asked.

Zhong Yiqiu sighed, "Do you believe what I said? I have nowhere to go, and it is already very difficult to be assigned here."

"You don't like being a teacher?" he asked again.

"I don't like it," Zhong Yiqiu replied, after thinking about it, he added, "I don't like it either."

"There is no such thing as nowhere to go. You can go wherever you want, even if it is part-time job. Do you want to go?" He continued to ask.

Zhong Yiqiu stopped talking because he didn't know.

Xiao Mingye stood up and stretched out his hand to pull him.

The two went back in silence all the way, when they passed the watermelon field in the vegetable garden, Xiao Mingye went in and picked the biggest one, and let Zhong Yiqiu hold it.

Zhong Yiqiu: "Why don't you hug me?"

Xiao Mingye: "Exercise and exercise you."

Zhong Yiqiu: "..."

Zhong Yiqiu gloomily ignored the leisurely walkers behind, and walked ahead with a watermelon in her arms. When she reached the door, she couldn't open it with both hands, so she glared at him and shouted, "Hurry up!"

Xiao Mingye came slowly, shirtless, swaying his strong body, like a warrior who has no mission and rarely relaxes, looking around while walking.

When he reached the gate of the wooden fence, he stretched out his hand to make a small opening, and squeezed through sideways first.Zhong Yiqiu wanted to kick him, suppressed his anger and squeezed the door, but Xiao Mingye closed the crack again.

Zhong Yiqiu: "!

The height of the door reached Zhong Yiqiu's nose, blocking the lower half of his face, revealing his handsome nose and flaming eyes.

Xiao Mingye stood opposite, the door was just under his chin, he blinked, lowered his head and said slowly, "You don't need to be welcomed by everyone, it is enough for the people you value and your students to welcome."

The two bodies were separated by the fence door, Zhong Yiqiu could smell the soap on his body, with the fragrance of mint, which made people sober and intoxicated.

"Are you welcome?"

"of course."