Teacher Xiao Zhong's adventures in the countryside

Compared with Yuan Rongju's expression of resentment staring at himself, Zhong Yiqiu's viciousness when he hit the students was even more shocking.

When he was a child, he was punished by the teacher to squat and stand on horseback for a class. Other students who made mistakes were often beaten by the teacher, but they were not so ferocious and vicious.

Yuan Rongju closed the door, and Zhong Yiqiu didn't know if the boy was still beaten after entering. He wandered around the roadside at the entrance of the sixth grade for nearly 10 minutes before returning to the office worried.

Uncle Yi saw that his expression was not right, and asked him what's the matter, Zhong Yiqiu hesitated for a minute and finally didn't say anything.

Corporal punishment of students is a very normal thing here, and the parents also support it. They even think that teachers who beat others are really responsible and can discipline children.

Zhong Yiqiu does not agree with this method deep in her heart. The teacher can be strict but cannot disregard the dignity of the students. Is this kind of discipline really right?

He remembered what Uncle Yi said last night, there are many things he wants to do, but he doesn't know what to do, where to start?

Autumn is a season without any sense of existence. It seems that just after the summer heat is gone, the winter cold is ushered in the next day. It rained for two consecutive days, and the temperature dropped sharply. Sooner or later, I began to wear cotton-padded jackets.

Zhong Yiqiu didn't bring thick clothes when he came, and was knocked down by a cold when the temperature dropped on the first day.

The first time he told Xiao Mingye about dropping out of school, he said that he was often sick when he was a child, although he didn't get sick so often when he grew up, but it was hard to get well when he got sick. Although this was not the real reason for him to drop out of school, it was also true.

He inherited his mother, congenital anemia, so his mother took extra care of him since he was a child, not because he favored his son, but because he would suffer for several months once he got sick.

Zhong Yiqiu didn't dare to be careless. On the first day she felt something was wrong, she went to see Dr. Zhang next door. After taking the medicine for two days, she still didn't feel better, and her head was muddled every day.

Xiao Mingye went home and took his own thin padded jacket. He was a head taller than Zhong Yiqiu, with wider and stronger shoulders, and Zhong Yiqiu wore a dress that reached his thighs to his knees.

The warmth is warm, but the ugly is invisible.

Zhong Yiqiu didn't care about being ugly anymore, she didn't dare to take it off every day when she put it on, even though she was so careful, she still had a fever after resisting it for two days.

After school in the afternoon, I dragged my heavy body back to the yard, and lay in bed and couldn't get up.

Uncle Yi didn't wake up after calling twice, so Xiao Mingye immediately called Dr. Zhang over.

Zhong Yiqiu opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a vague figure sitting by the bed. Dr. Zhang woke up as soon as he entered the room with the medicine box on his back, but he was too weak to sit up.

He took the thermometer that he handed over and clamped it under his armpit. The cold glass was pressed against his flesh, which made him tremble.

During the waiting time, the three of them talked without saying a word, and Zhong Yiqiu almost fell asleep again. After an unknown period of time, a big rough hand reached in and touched his arm.

He opened his eyes, and met Xiao Mingye's dark eyes, like a deep starry sky, flowing with fascinating light, Zhong Yiqiu was attracted, and unconsciously grabbed his hand that was touching his clothes.

Xiao Mingye's whole body was stiff. Doctor Zhang said that it was time to ask Zhong Yiqiu to take out the thermometer, but he didn't answer twice. He thought he was asleep, so Xiao Mingye reached in to take it. Got caught.

Zhong Yiqiu gripped tightly and did not let go, and Xiao Mingye felt a little hurt from his grip. He lowered his head and approached, as if coaxing a child, "Take out the thermometer."

Zhong Yiqiu was so sluggish that he reacted for a long time before he let go and took out the thermometer.

At 38 degrees five, Dr. Zhang said to give an injection first, and then talk about it tomorrow after the fever subsides. After speaking, he opened the medicine box and filled the needle tube with medicine.

Xiao Mingye knew at a glance that he was going to spank his butt, so he stood up and left the bed involuntarily, hesitating whether to go out or not.

"Turn him on his side and take off his pants," Dr. Zhang said directly to Xiao Mingye.

Xiao Mingye: "..."

For several days, a thought kept repeating in his mind like a marquee, "Liu Zi is right, Zhong Yiqiu is really white, especially the waist and butt!"

The fever subsided the next day, but Zhong Yiqiu felt that his legs were still as soft as noodles, but time waited for no one, the competition was coming at the end of the month, and he stood tremblingly on Xiao Mingye's newly built table tennis table Teach broadcast gymnastics to all students in the school.

In the afternoon, Xiao Mingye went somewhere and couldn't find anyone. Zhong Yiqiu guessed that he must have gone to Gao Xiaobao to inquire about building the highway, and he would not miss this opportunity.

Li Hongfei lost his temper in class when school was over, it was the first time Zhong Yiqiu saw him so angry, and when he returned to the office, his face was still blushing and his neck was thick.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Yiqiu asked him while lying on the table.

"You're so angry, a bunch of devils, you're so bad!" Li Hongfei scolded, before Zhong Yiqiu could ask again, he continued, "Yuan Xiaowei and Zhang Hui blocked Yuan Yan on the road after school every day, and pushed her into the river. What if something goes wrong in this weather!"

Zhong Yiqiu sat up, surprised, "Why? Just to bully her for fun?"

The three or four boys and two girls in their class, Yuan Xiaowei and Zhang Hui, are very naughty. Yuan Yan is out of her mind and looks stupid. They like to bully and play.

"It's just bullying people for fun! It's okay to fight at school, but pushing it into the river is a terrible thing!" Li Hongfei replied.

"What did you manage today, did you scold them? Will it work?" Zhong Yiqiu realized that it was serious, and hurriedly asked.

"I scolded him for a while, but... hey! It will still be the same in a few days." Li Hongfei was helpless.

Zhong Yiqiu comforted him, "Let's be more careful and use more care." After thinking for a while, he added, "The key is to let them realize their mistakes."

I ate something casually at night, the weather was too cold, I couldn't take a bath outside, so I could only wipe it inside the house, Zhong Yiqiu was worried about what to do in winter, I don't know how they solved it before?

When Xiao Mingye came back, it was past nine o'clock, wet and cold rain covered his whole body, his short hair glistening with water and his silhouette blown by the wind made him look sharper.

He came in wrapped in a jacket, stood under the lamp like a tempered sword, cold and tough, Zhong Yiqiu took a towel to wipe the rain on his face, Xiao Mingye took it with one hand and wiped two indiscriminately.

Zhong Yiqiu saw that he was putting one of his other hands in his bosom, not knowing what was hidden, so he cooperated and did not take the initiative to ask and wait for him to reveal the answer.

Xiao Mingye felt a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and then took out two glass bottles from his pocket and put them on the table.

A bottle of malted milk and a bottle of canned yellow peaches, Zhong Yiqiu stared blankly for half a minute before looking up at him, "Is it for me?"

Xiao Mingye turned away unnaturally, and hummed quickly.

The ancients said that autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad, and Zhong Yiqiu is a science student. He didn't always understand his inner state before. It was the first time he really felt it during the past few days when he was sick. Ten times the volume is enlarged.

Huddled in bed every night listening to the pattering rain outside, feeling lost, like his life and future.

Xiao Mingye broke his rainy mood with two bottles of simple things, Zhong Yiqiu was moved but couldn't believe it.

From dodging and timidity at the beginning to being moved and dependent now, behind Xiao Mingye's indifferent and hard face is a soft and warm heart, once touched, he is reluctant to let go.

"Xiao Mingye," Zhong Yiqiu called him with lowered eyes.

"Um"

"Thank you!"

...

Zhong Yiqiu raised his head to look for Xiao Mingye's eyes, his eyes met, he opened his mouth slightly, "Today is my birthday."

Xiao Mingye opened his eyes slightly.

Zhong Yiqiu's cold is still not healed, and the radio gymnastics team has been selected, and there will be intensive training for an hour every day at noon and after school.

Because the students have to go home for lunch at noon, it would be a waste of time to go back and forth. After an agreement, they applied for the first bonus funds, and the students who were in charge of the training had a meal at noon.

Although the food is ready-made and does not need to spend cash, Zhong Yiqiu still carefully calculated the price and recorded it in the account.

The small pots they used to cook must be insufficient. Xiao Mingye dug a stove by the playground and borrowed the large pots used for weddings and weddings in the village. Every day at noon, Zhong Yiqiu instructed the students in their movements, and he was in charge of cooking with a big iron spoon.

When Yuan Yulan came, the students were eating in neat rows. Families in the countryside usually ate, and the cooking was clear and watery. Xiao Mingye was willing to put oil in it. The children waited for his meal every day like Chinese New Year. .

Watching her turn from a supply and marketing cooperative at a crossroad from a distance, Zhong Yiqiu bumped his elbow into Xiao Mingye who was next to him, but he just raised his eyelids to take a look before continuing to eat.

Yuan Yulan didn't expect that there were so many people on the playground, so she stopped shyly and kept looking this way.

Seeing that Xiao Mingye ignored her intentions, Zhong Yiqiu stood up and approached her and called, "Is there something wrong?"

"Looking for my brother," Yuan Yulan said, looking at the bowl in Zhong Yiqiu's hand and laughing, "Why are you eating here?"

She was wearing a light yellow windbreaker coat, but she didn't have a delicate and cute appearance, and she didn't look very harmonious.

After Xiao Mingye finished his meal, he came over and stood beside Zhong Yiqiu and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Yulan pursed her lips and did not look at him, "Mom told you to go back at night."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Mingye asked again.

Zhong Yiqiu turned to look at him, are you a repeater?

"I don't know, she told you to go back and tell me," Yuan Yulan said coldly.

Xiao Mingye fell silent, not sure if he agreed or didn't take it seriously.

"If you don't come back, she will ask me to come back tomorrow!" She added.

Xiao Mingye ignored her and said to Zhong Yiqiu, "Eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

Every time Zhong Yiqiu faced each other, the siblings felt embarrassed and couldn't stand up, so they quickly took a couple of mouthfuls of food.

Xiao Mingye turned and left, but Yuan Yulan knew he had listened and would definitely go back tonight.

She secretly looked at Zhong Yiqiu, he was wearing a white sportswear, he was fresh, handsome and polite, his hair was clean and tidy, his face was whiter than that of a girl, his eyes were full of style, and his gestures were like those of a rural person. elegance and poise.

Zhong Yiqiu could feel her gaze, and felt even more embarrassed, wondering whether I should turn around and leave or say hello to her?

"Ms. Zhong," Yuan Yulan spoke first, her face flushed, she lowered her head slightly and asked, "What size shoes do you wear, I have nothing to do these days to make you a pair of shoes?"

Zhong Yiqiu: "Pfft..."