Teacher Xiao Zhong's adventures in the countryside

Xiao Mingye introduced that Gao Xiaobao was his high school classmate, and his real name was Gao Bao, because his father's surname was Gao and his mother's surname was Bao, so he irresponsibly chose such a name.

Because of his name, he was ridiculed by others since he was a child, and because of this, he practiced fighting skills. Because of fighting, he and Xiao Mingye had a similar taste and became friends in high school.

Zhong Yiqiu can't understand this kind of feeling, can they still become friends after fighting?But the characteristic of mouth damage, the two people are very consistent.

"The oranges are not yet ripe, they are very sour, it's a pity to pick them now," Zhong Yiqiu said with a stern face.

"How do you know it's sour?"

Zhong Yiqiu: "..."

Until he went out, no matter what Gao Xiaobao said, Zhong Yiqiu ignored him.

Until he saw a small white pickup parked on the road at the door.

"Is it yours?" Zhong Yiqiu stared straight at her eyes.

His favorite is pickup trucks. When he was in college, the boys in the dormitory squatted on the side of the road to look at the cars when they were free, dreaming that they could buy one after graduation and earn money.

Zhong Yiqiu doesn't even like one, what's so good about a small car?Pickups are the coolest!

Now, the pickup is parked next to him, he almost adores Gao Xiaobao.

"He doesn't have the ability, they're from the post office," Xiao Mingye said in a neutral tone as he watched him stare at Gao Xiaobao.

"Shouldn't the post office be green?" Zhong Yiqiu asked while touching the car.

Seeing that he was finally willing to speak, Gao Xiaobao graciously explained, "It belongs to the post office, and it belongs to my second uncle."

Zhong Yiqiu was dumbfounded.

"His second uncle is the sales director of the post office in the town." Xiao Mingye opened the door and got into the driver's seat.

Xiao Ming can drive at night, Zhong Yiqiu is not surprised at all, the second brother is amazing!

No, talk bad things about me behind my back, and if I was found out in the morning, I still look like a normal person, no matter how powerful I am, what's the use!

Xiao Mingye watched him hold the car in a daze, staring and frowning for a while, not knowing where his mind fell into.

"Get in the car!" Xiao Mingye called out with his head out of the car window.

He was wearing a black jacket, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he became more and more cold, but his eyes seemed to be stained with the mist of the morning, and when he spoke, he was full of misty love and warmth.

Zhong Yiqiu suddenly thought, Xiao Mingye looks pretty good.

Along the way, Zhong Yiqiu touched here and there in novelty, Gao Xiaobao saw that he really liked it, and jokingly said that every time he came here, he would bring the car over and take him for a couple of laps.

Zhong Yiqiu was puzzled, why do you still come every time?Do you come here often?

After asking, I found out that Gao Xiaobao is the postman of the town post office, responsible for the two townships next to them, and comes here every week.

"Great, I finally found you, I have been waiting for you for so long!" Zhong Yiqiu patted the front seat happily.

The last time I called, his mother said that his sister asked him to write a letter several times, but he never waited for the postman to come.

When he arrived in the county, Gao Xiaobao got out of the car and left because he had other things to do.

They drove to the cultural and sports goods market, first bought sports equipment, and bought table tennis rackets, basketballs, badminton rackets, high jumpers, batons, and skipping ropes according to the list confirmed with the principal yesterday.

Zhong Yiqiu originally listed to buy three goats, but the principal said it had nothing to do with the competition, so he deleted it, and he just bit his teeth after watching these.

Xiao Mingye bought a stopwatch with his own money.

Zhong Yiqiu turned around and approved a few dozen notebooks with bear patterns and pencils with flowers, intending to give them as gifts to students who got 100 points in the test.

He calculated that he should be able to distribute it until the Chinese New Year, and buy it again after the final exam.

After loading the things into the car, Zhong Yiqiu looked at his watch and it was not yet 10 o'clock. He had never been to the county seat, so Xiao Mingye said he would drive him around.

Zhong Yiqiu remembered that Yuan Yulan asked him to buy medicine for her father yesterday, and wondered if Xiao Mingye had agreed, but now he has no intention of going to the hospital at all.

Xiao Mingye took him to a small square with a wooden pagoda in the middle. Zhong Yiqiu looked at the introduction next to it, and found that it was a cultural relic named Xuan Pagoda, which was built in the Ming Dynasty.

"Are you hungry?" Xiao Mingye asked.

He left without eating in the morning, Zhong Yiqiu thought he would go back to eat at noon, Xiao Mingye asked, and he quickly said, "I'm hungry.

Xiao Mingye led him to a small alley across the square, and sat down in front of a small shop half a room in size. The weather was already cold, but flies were still buzzing on the greasy table.

Zhong Yiqiu waved her hand to drive away, her heart was tumbling.

Xiao Mingye ordered two catties of deep-fried dough sticks and two large bowls of soy milk for only fifty cents. Zhong Yiqiu turned around and saw that there seemed to be a school gate next to it, maybe it was cheaper because of the school gate.

When the fried dough sticks came, Zhong Yiqiu saw that Xiao Mingye was picking up one to soak in the soy milk bowl, so he quickly turned his head secretly.

Xiao Mingye picked it up after putting it down halfway, and said with a smile, "Is it that disgusting? I didn't let you eat it,"

I can still see it!Zhong Yiqiu has been aggrieved for so long, and now she is not polite anymore, "Isn't it delicious to separate? The soy milk is sweet, and the deep-fried dough sticks are crunchy. They don't want to put them together like this!"

Xiao Mingye was amused by his righteous tone, and readily agreed, "Okay, not in the future."

Zhong Yiqiu was quite satisfied with his attitude, and wanted to continue to question why he told others behind his back that he was dumbfounded.

"Why are you……"

"Next to it is No. [-] Middle School. Both Gao Xiaobao and I went to high school here," Xiao Mingye said suddenly.

"What did you just say?" he asked again.

Zhong Yiqiu: "It's nothing—" She looked up at the school gate again, "Your alma mater?"

Xiao Mingye tilted his head and smiled, it was different from his usual, as if he had returned to his youth, vigorous and determined, "This street is my territory, and the one around the corner is for Gao Xiaobao."

Zhong Yiqiu: "...", he thought of the tragic years when he was bullied by gangsters in high school.

You two scum!

"I move the coal for all the snack bars on this street, earning [-] cents a day." Xiao Mingye said lightly, seeing the surprised expression of Zhong Yiqiu on the opposite side, he turned around as if telling a story, "There is an elementary school on that street. , the pocket money of elementary school students was robbed by Gao Xiaobao."

Zhong Yiqiu: "! Baogao Xiaobao, that scum!

Xiao Mingye saw his indignation, and was satisfied, drinking soy milk with a snort.

But Zhong Yiqiu couldn't eat anymore. This meal cost [-] cents, which was Xiao Mingye's daily coal wages when he was a teenager. He could no longer see the exhaustion and loneliness from that time on the resolute face opposite him, and because of this, he became more and more nervous. sad.

The appointment with Gao Xiaobao met at the intersection at 11 o'clock, and after dinner at 10:[-], Xiao Mingye started the car and prepared to go there.

Zhong Yiqiu deliberated for a long time, and asked softly, "Uncle Yi keeps saying that his back hurts, and the plaster in the clinic doesn't work. Tell me, do you want to go to the hospital to buy some for him?"

Xiao Mingye turned his head to look at Zhong Yiqiu in the co-pilot, his cold eyes were pretending to be tentative, and the corners of his curled eyes turned red from tension.

He cared about his own affairs, but he didn't want to cross the line to offend, so he carefully tried to help.

Xiao Mingye involuntarily raised his hand and Hulu patted his head, "If you want me to say, no need, just go to Lijiawa's Chinese medicine doctor for a couple of prescriptions when you are free.

Back at the dormitory at noon, Gao Xiaobao had dinner, received Zhong Yiqiu's letter, and drove away yawning.

On Monday afternoon, Xiao Mingye had a third-grade physical education class, but his head teacher took over again, saying that he had to memorize the text. Xiao Mingye was used to it, and he disappeared when he left the office.

Although the school stipulates that teachers do not get off work until after school, but during the busy farming season, the teachers are all farming at home, and basically leave without class, and the principal also turns a blind eye.

Zhong Yiqiu was in the third class, and distributed a notebook to each of the award-winning students. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the children rushed forward as if they had been relieved, looking at a very ordinary but very meaningful notebook.

"Mr. Zhong, if I get 100 points in the test next time, will I also send out this notebook with bears?

I don't know which child started it, but the students in their class call him Mr. Xiao Zhong.

"As long as you get 100 points in the test, I will send it to you." Zhong Yiqiu happily agreed, this is the effect he wanted to achieve.

He hurried back to the office. Uncle Yi borrowed the cattle from the village to grow wheat in the backyard in the afternoon. Then he had no class and wanted to sneak back to help.

As soon as I walked past the window of the sixth grade, I heard a bang in the front office—something hit the ground.

Zhong Yiqiu walked to the door and heard someone talking loudly inside.

"Principal, what does this mean! You don't want us to do it! Who stipulates that the exams are given every month and prizes are given out? The money from the school?" A male teacher in his 40s shouted at Principal Zheng. The sound of dropping the book in his hand on the table.

Zhong Yiqiu recognized him as the fifth grade head teacher, Teacher Zhang who taught Chinese. He usually doesn't talk much and doesn't smile very much, and he is a bit gloomy.

Zhong Yiqiu greeted him a few times, but they only responded with a haha, and almost never spoke a complete conversation.

"Exactly! What is this? If the school stipulates, it should be done uniformly, and we should also buy prizes." Lao Gao sat at the door with his back facing him, smoking.

Principal Zheng saw Zhong Yiqiu at the door, and reached out to greet him, "Ms. Zhong, come in."

Zhong Yiqiu squeezed the book in her hand, stepped in, and stood opposite the principal.

"I don't know about this yet, let's listen to Teacher Zhong first!" Principal Zheng said while looking at him.

There were seven or eight teachers in the office. Zhong Yiqiu swallowed her saliva and stated calmly, "It's not the school's regulations, but I want to motivate the students. I didn't use the school's funds for this activity in the class. I paid for it myself." Bought as a prize."

As soon as the words fell, Teacher Zhang who was standing next to him suddenly turned around and yelled at him: "You can do it if you want! What should we do? Are we going to do the same thing as you? Who pays? Why don't you make the whole school All the money is out!"

Zhong Yiqiu was taken aback, he didn't expect Teacher Zhang to erupt suddenly, spraying saliva on his face, he felt a little nervous, and felt goose bumps on his arms under his clothes.

Principal Zheng was also a little dissatisfied with his temper, raised his chin to him and said, "Guoyan, that's fine! If you have something to say, what are you shouting for?"

Zhong Yiqiu raised her eyes and saw that the other teachers looked like they were watching a play. There were a few students lying on their stomachs listening at the door, and Liu Qinghong quietly got up and closed the office door.

Zhong Yiqiu smiled gratefully at her.

"Mr. Zhang, this is just an activity I did in my own class. I didn't ask other classes to participate," Zhong Yiqiu said slowly to him, "But I didn't do well in this matter. I didn't communicate first, which caused misunderstandings. I apologize to everyone."

Before Zhang Guoyan opened his mouth, Yuan Rongju, who was sitting behind him, answered, "You didn't ask us all to participate, but you have already done it. The students all know how good Teacher Zhong is in the second grade. How can we teach?"

Zhong Yiqiu didn't speak, he felt a little regretful, this matter has come to this point, because he thought it too simply, although he had imagined that other teachers would have opinions in advance, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"There is no need to do this! If you want to be liked by the students like Teacher Zhong, you have to buy prizes for the students. The school doesn't pay for it. How can we rural people have the money to buy it for ourselves like Teacher Zhong!" Squinting his eyes in a big mouthful of smoke to add oil and vinegar.

The other teachers who hadn't spoken just now also echoed in a low voice.

Zhong Yiqiu's heart was twisted into a ball, and the sweat on his palms made him even more nervous. He sorted it out and wanted to admit his mistake to everyone first. He will pause this matter and seriously consider what to do.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, Zhang Guoyan beside him turned around as if stimulated, bumped Zhong Yiqiu with his shoulder and went out.

When he walked to the door, he turned around and said viciously, "If you insist on doing this, I won't do it!"