Teacher Xiao Zhong's adventures in the countryside

Behind Yuanjiazhuang is a stretch of mountains. The mountains here are not high, but the peaks and peaks are overlapping, turbulent and undulating, far away, with no end in sight.

A river in the middle seems to float across Bailian, separating two mountains in front and back.

At first glance, it looks like a magnificent oil painting. The trees all over the mountain are colorful, red, yellow, orange and green, and all kinds of wild flowers are dotted among them. The mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist, which looks like a fairyland.

They walked through the quiet village and the busy farmland, and when they came to the foot of the mountain, the sun was already above the horizon. Zhong Yiqiu regretted coming too late, and silently planned to spend a whole day on Sunday to play.

But only at dusk, in the warm twilight, can such a beautiful scene be seen.

At the foot of the mountain, across the farmland in the distance is a piece of abandoned houses and inexplicable buildings. Xiao Mingye said that there used to be a kiln for firing bricks here. .

Then one winter, the kiln caught fire and burned to the back of the mountain. The winter mountain was full of dry weeds and firewood, and it spread all at once.

Several people were burned to death, the police from the county came, the boss was arrested, his family had no money to pay, and the kiln was closed.

"What kind of mountain is this called?" Zhong Yiqiu panted tiredly in order to keep up with his footsteps.

"Erxian Mountain, because there is a temple on the mountain in front and a Taoist temple on the mountain behind, but they are all deserted," Xiao Mingye turned and waited for him.

"Where's the river?"

"Without a name, people just call it Houshanhe," Xiao Mingye replied.

After walking along the path up the mountain for more than ten minutes, the mountain was lush and green, and there were thick fallen leaves under his feet. Zhong Yiqiu was a little tired. Xiao Mingye broke off a thick branch for him to lean on, and picked up a few stones in his hands. .

Zhong Yiqiu didn't care about what he was going to do, the scenery on the mountain was so beautiful, the setting sun gave every leaf a golden brilliance, being in the forest, it was as if he had arrived at the paradise in his dream.

Zhong Yiqiu was intoxicated when she heard a thud next to her, followed by another sharp animal cry.

He turned around and saw Xiao Mingye coming out from the nearby bushes, holding something in his hand, screaming as if his neck had been twisted.

"What is this?" Zhong Yiqiu asked curiously.

"Pheasant," Xiao Mingye handed it in front of his eyes.

Zhong Yiqiu took a closer look, and found that it looked quite similar to a domestic chicken, only smaller in size, but with longer and brighter feathers, "How did you catch it?"

Xiao Mingye looked at the stone in the other hand.

Unsurprisingly, he got surprised and admiring eyes again.

Xiao Mingye was also confused sometimes, did he pay too much attention to Zhong Yiqiu? In the village, he only had the best relationship with the six sons, but he only helped him with the work and took his affairs to heart.

When the six sons pestered him to play, and chattered in his ears, he got upset and wanted to beat him up.

But Zhong Yiqiu was different, he wanted to take him around, to play with him, to listen to his nonsense calmly, and to see him showing admiration towards him.

He remembered that Zhong Yiqiu was a little timid when he first met him, and he didn't know when he actually regarded him as a friend.

Just because I said a few words of encouragement to him?It's so easy to trust others, I don't know if it's good or not.

It was getting dark, and when Zhong Yiqiu went down the mountain, looking back, the gorgeous mountain scenery under the sun turned into faint lines in the dense fog, which made people yearn for the darkness and mystery.

Zhong Yiqiu remembered what happened during the day, and followed Xiao Mingye and asked, "Why did Uncle Yi say he has no family or job?"

After being silent for a while, Zhong Yiqiu thought that he would not answer, but heard him speak slowly, "When Uncle Yi was young, he went to Beijing with his relatives to go to school, and fell in love with a female classmate of his, but the girl's family was in the city. People and money, I don’t think Uncle Yi is from the countryside, so we must separate them.”

There was a small ditch in front of it, Xiao Mingye reminded him to jump over it, and then said: "They didn't want to separate, so the two of them ran away secretly, but they were still caught by the girl's family and interrupted by someone." Uncle Yi's legs."

He said it lightly, but Zhong Yiqiu's heart seemed to stir up turbulent waves.

"Uncle Yi's legs were not born? They were broken!" He couldn't believe it.

Xiao Mingye answered him with a hum, and before he could speak again, he snatched him away and said indignantly, "It's too much, as for beating all your legs!"

"The family was very angry because the girl was pregnant," Xiao Mingye said.

It took half a minute for Zhong Yiqiu to ask again, "What happened next?"

"It is said that the child was aborted, and the family spent money to send the girl abroad. Uncle Yi has never been married since he came back," Xiao Mingye replied.

Zhong Yiqiu sighed endlessly, with mixed feelings in her heart, all kinds of feelings mixed together.

When he was about to enter the yard, he sighed and said, "They didn't make mistakes, and love itself is not wrong."

Xiao Mingye teased him, "Do you still understand love?"

Zhong Yiqiu wanted to do what Liu Zi did to him, putting his arms on his shoulders, hooking his head down and hitting him hard.

Xiao Mingye was only wearing a T-shirt, Zhong Yiqiu's hand was on his shoulder, the warmth of his body was transmitted to the palm of his hand through the thin clothes, Zhong Yiqiu suddenly felt embarrassed, and took his hand silently.

Xiao Mingye's back went numb from his touch, and he turned his head to see his shy expression pretending nothing had happened, it was rare that he kindly didn't expose him.

In the evening Xiao Mingye was cooking, and Zhong Yiqiu and Uncle Yi gathered around the big basket to pick cotton. The newly picked cotton had to be picked out quickly and dried in the sun when the weather was good.

Uncharacteristically today, Wang Wenjun was not locked in his room, but sat beside him to help.

"You two are different from other teachers. You are educated and have seen the outside world. You need to take the lead in many things," Uncle Yi said while working.

Zhong Yiqiu originally worried that Wang Wenjun was by the side, and it was inconvenient to talk about today's affairs with Uncle Yi. Hearing what he said, he opened his mouth to apologize to him first, "Uncle Yi, I'm sorry! I don't know how to teach, and I didn't do a good job. I asked you to help me bear the burden." responsibility."

Uncle Yi waved his hand to interrupt him, "You are right. I have had these thoughts before, but I don't know where to start, and you can see that the human relationship here is very complicated. If you want to do anything, you can do it." Can do."

He said and glanced at Wang Wenjun, "Wenjun has been here for a long time, and he has experienced and been excluded. I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances."

Wang Wenjun lowered his head and said nothing, but the cotton in his hand could not be picked out no matter what.

Xiao Mingye greeted them for dinner, Uncle Yi stood up and supported his waist and said, "In our rough place, teaching a good class is not the most important thing, the important thing is to let the children see hope."

Zhong Yiqiu felt that she was good at radio gymnastics, so she put on a white tracksuit with blue stripes in the yard in the morning for Xiao Mingye to check.

He is tall and slender, with straight shoulders and neat movements, making him look like a vigorous student.

He should have been a student, Xiao Mingye thought silently in his heart.

Watching the movements in front of the video tape is standard, but it needs to be approved by the person in charge of the town primary school before it can be taught to the students.

After changing classes with Li Hongfei in the morning, Xiao Mingye borrowed a bicycle and took him to the town.

The town primary school is just opposite the post office, so Xiao Mingye first took him to find Gao Xiaobao.

He didn't go to the countryside to deliver letters today, he came out with his sleeves on, and when he saw the two of them yelled inside, he wanted to take them to eat next to him.

Zhong Yiqiu and Xiao Mingye had already eaten, so they could only watch him eat seven or eight steamed buns, and then mysteriously led them into a small path after eating.

Walking out of the street, he stopped at the edge of the farmland. He held a cigarette in his mouth and gave another one to Xiao Mingye. When he gave it to Zhong Yiqiu, he waved his hand away, and Gao Xiaobao laughed with his eyes.

After smoking two sticks without speaking, Zhong Yiqiu didn't know what kind of play the two of them were playing.

"Just tell me, he's not an outsider," Xiao Mingye said with narrowed eyes.

Gao Xiaobao smiled shortly, looked at Zhong Yiqiu, and said cautiously, "I just heard about it from my uncle's phone call two days ago, even now he's not sure, he's still inquiring."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Xiao Mingye, and said in a low voice, "It is said that there is a plan from above to build a national road from the back of your village, and to build a high-speed road ahead."

Xiao Mingye was silent for a while, "Who did your uncle listen to?"

Gao Xiaobao replied: "He heard from a director of the county government that he has a cousin-in-law who works for the city government. Now this is just a symptom, and no one knows about it."

Zhong Yiqiu saw that they spoke in secretive ways, is road building a secret?

Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and thought that along the national highway and expressway, there could be unlimited opportunities!

Behind the smoke was Xiao Mingye's bottomless eyes, the fireworks were burning around his mouth, he seemed to have forgotten, long ash fell on his hands.

The review of the town primary school went very smoothly. The female teacher in charge was over 40 years old, and excitedly praised Zhong Yiqiu for being the most standard so far, and invited him to come next week to help the teachers of various schools to give demonstrations.

Zhong Yiqiu was exaggerated to have two faces like red buttocks, and she dragged Xiao Mingye to escape.

On the way back, Xiao Mingye kept silent, Zhong Yiqiu guessed that he was thinking about what Gao Xiaobao said.

When they arrived at the school, they told the principal that they will start teaching radio gymnastics tomorrow. The competition requires each school to form a square team. They negotiated to choose from the fourth, fifth, and sixth grades. The height difference between the children will not be too big. It is also better to teach than the lower grades.

In the afternoon, I found out that Yuan Yan came to class. I heard from Li Hongfei that I found out yesterday that it was because her father was too busy farming recently, so she asked Yuan Yan to help out at home for a few days.

Zhong Yiqiu specially asked her a few addition and subtraction problems, and she hadn't finished the calculations when the get out of class was over, and when she asked, she found that she couldn't do it again.

Yuan Yan's body smelled rancid, she was wearing a colorless coat with short sleeves that exposed half of her arm, her eyes were always fixed when looking at people, Zhong Yiqiu staggered her eyes, lowered her head and told the story again over again.

He left when Li Hongfei came to class, went to the toilet and came out, and the sound of class was heard from every class.

Before turning the corridor, I saw a male student standing at the door of the sixth grade from a distance, with his head down as punishment.

He was used to watching it, let alone the sixth grade, children in preschool would be punished to stand for a long time if they were naughty, Zhong Yiqiu sometimes couldn't bear to watch, but he didn't dare to point fingers casually.

Turning around the corridor, suddenly the boy in front of him was kicked out by an outstretched leg like a drowning dog, flew across the corridor and the road, and fell to the side of the flower bed!

Immediately after, someone came out of the classroom, it was Yuan Rongju, the head teacher, and he rushed out with an angry face. He was still angry after kicking the person, and rushed up and slapped the boy on the ground twice.

Zhong Yiqiu was dumbfounded, and ran two steps over to try to pull him, but Yuan Rongju picked up the boy and dragged him towards the classroom. After entering the door, he turned his head and gave Zhong Yiqiu a look.

That's not a simple expression that thinks you're troublesome, it's a fierce resentment.

Zhong Yiqiu's heart skipped a beat.