Teacher Xiao Zhong's adventures in the countryside

Early the next morning, Zhong Yiqiu got up and opened the door and saw Gao Xiaobao's motorcycle parked in the yard at first sight. Everyone slept together last night. When did Xiao Mingye borrow it?It's really puzzling!

He held the washbasin and walked around the motorcycle first, looking here and there, and Xiao Mingye came out of the kitchen to see how eager he was, and knocked on the bowl in his hand to remind, "Go wash up!"

Zhong Yiqiu turned her head and saw him standing at the door with a big horse and a golden sword, stirring the eggs in the bowl quickly with his strong wrist, with a frowning and careless look on his face, Zhong Yiqiu found that Xiao Mingye was always looking for him recently, and then He was ordered to get dressed, and he was not allowed to drink, and now he is not allowed to wash up... Could it be that he has a problem with me?

you do not say!The second brother is so powerful, but I am so presumptuous, I really disrespect him as a well-known boss in ten miles and eight villages!Zhong Yiqiu thought silently.

It takes nearly an hour to go to the county seat by motorcycle, and the two want to go early and return early. Uncle Yi cleaned up the cellar in the backyard yesterday, and today he is going to put the sweet potatoes he dug back in for the winter. Come back to work.

Zhong Yiqiu excitedly stepped on the motorcycle and urged Xiao Mingye to start it quickly. Xiao Mingye quickly glanced at the hand he had put on his lap obediently today, sighed slightly and was ready to start.

Uncle Yi chased him out again and specifically explained, don’t buy blindly today, go to the second-hand book market first, ask the price, you can’t buy all kinds of books, find someone who specializes in collecting books from students, and repeatedly asked Xiao Mingye to be optimistic about Zhong Yiqiu, don’t Let him waste money.

Zhong Yiqiu: "..."

"Hey! Am I wasting money? I can't even bear to drink soda!" Zhong Yiqiu patted Xiao Mingye's shoulder aggrievedly and asked.

The wind-blown Xiao Mingye couldn't open his eyes, and replied perfunctorily, "No."

Zhong Yiqiu was satisfied, "Yes! Uncle Yi has wronged me too much!"

"You can't bear to spend it yourself, you spend it on others," Xiao Mingye added.

Zhong Yiqiu hurriedly retorted, "Where there is... how can there be... ah..."

The motorcycle accelerated suddenly, and under the impact of inertia, Zhong Yiqiu threw himself on the strong and broad back in front of him and hugged Xiao Mingye's waist tightly.

Uncle Yi is really worried. Although Zhong Yiqiu did not grow up in a wealthy family, he probably has never suffered. He is very generous with money, buying prizes for students, treating them to meals, and buying medicine for himself on his own initiative. to buy books...

Against the background that even brothers in the countryside may fight and hold grudges because of whoever spends an extra penny, he looks particularly weird. It is no wonder that several older teachers have objections to him, who asked him to take money to "buy people's hearts" Do good deeds", it is obvious that these teachers are too stingy.

Just as he was about to sit down to take a break after packing up the dishes, Principal Zheng hurried in, "Xiao Mingye? Quickly ask him to drive a car for me, so that La Zhiqi can go to the hospital!"

Uncle Yi hurriedly stood up, "What's wrong? He just left and went to the county."

Principal Zheng patted his head anxiously, "Why are we all rushing together! What's wrong with this, Er Heizi is not at home, no one will drive his car!"

Er Heizi's family bought a new large tractor. They borrowed his tractor to go to the town to participate in the sports meeting. No one in the village can drive it except him. Xiao Mingye can drive any kind of vehicle.

When Principal Zheng heard that Xiao Mingye was not there, he turned around and rushed out again, "Is there a small farmer's car in your village? I'll look for it!"

Uncle Yi stopped him, "When will it happen? Don't let the boy delay, I can drive a tractor, I'll go!"

He knew about Principal Zheng's family illness, but he couldn't persuade him. People in the countryside believe in witches like Qian Pozi, and sometimes they can be cured. Seeing that Principal Zheng is in such a hurry, the child must be I couldn't handle it because of my illness.

Principal Zheng pointed at his leg, "Can you do it? I don't think you can walk well these two days..."

"It's okay, I can drive! Hurry up, don't delay, how is Zhiqi?" Uncle Yi closed the door and pulled him out.

Principal Zheng became furious, "Painted out, foaming! I don't know where they got something for the children yesterday, and they couldn't wake up in the morning!"

Wang Wenjun drank too much last night and didn't wake up until almost 10 in the morning. When he woke up, he found himself alone at home.

Uncle Yi left him rice in the pot, which was already cold, so he sat on the small bench in the kitchen and ate it directly. He just ate two bites and saw a pair of big feet wearing cloth shoes on the ground. Knowing when it's coming, squatting in front with a sad face.

Every time he came, he would blare, wishing he could start yelling from the back of the yard to inform people that he was coming, it was abnormal to be so silent now.

"What's wrong with you? The donkey kicked your head?" Wang Wenjun said.

In the past, as long as he started like this, the six sons would immediately jump up and fight back, but today they didn't respond at all, they just sighed heavily.

Wang Wenjun was even more curious, afraid that something was wrong with him, so he said angrily: "What's the matter? Stop pretending!"

The six sons put their arms on each other's knees with a miserable look, "Hey! Worrying! My brother is going to die of worry!"

Wang Wenjun: "You still don't want to talk!"

Six sons: "Hey!"

Wang Wenjun ignored him, stood up and left.

"Ai! Ai! Don't go...I say!" Liu Zi hurriedly pulled him back.

The six sons went on a blind date yesterday. The famous matchmaker Du Niangpo introduced her to Liu Zhuangzi. The girl is 19 years old. The first time they met was when the man went to the woman's house. The six sons were groomed by his mother yesterday and brought gifts.The girl Zhang is not pretty, and she is quite short, but she looks very virtuous and honest. She can do all the work inside and outside the house. The six sons can't say whether they like it or not. Anyway, they will marry a wife sooner or later. His mother has suffered so much. He didn't want her to worry about it anymore, and he didn't want to find a wife to look good, as long as he had a good temperament and could treat his mother well.

Mrs. Du asked him what he thought, and he said it was okay. From the matchmaker's point of view, it was considered an agreement. He laughed and said that the woman also liked him, and the marriage was considered a success.

I used to see other men in the village being happy when they said they were daughters-in-law, and the six sons were also envious, but when it was my turn, I didn't feel anything. His mother was smiling from ear to ear. Last night, she cooked several dishes to celebrate.

As a result, Mrs. Du came again before going to bed, and said that if they got married, the woman would want them to build a new house, an engagement money of 500 yuan, and a wedding gift to be discussed later, but they must buy bicycles, TVs, and complete sets of furniture.

Ordinarily, these requests are not too much, and the Liuzi family can still afford it, but how can they ask for it just after meeting!And five hundred for an engagement is a bit too much, and now there are only so many dowry gifts for a normal wedding, if the engagement is five hundred, the marriage will definitely double, which is scary.

Wang Wenjun didn't know what he had to worry about, "If it doesn't work, forget it! You still insist on marrying this woman! Just let it go if you can't find it!"

The six sons stood on their hips and legs, and kept sighing, "It's not that I have to marry! My mother agreed, and I have been on blind dates so many times. People think that my family is an orphan and widow. Willing... Finally, someone who is not bad has taken a fancy to me..."

Wang Wenjun's nose was sore and swollen, and he was even more frustrated. He hated iron and said, "You don't care what others say! You don't have a brain! Live your own life!"

The sixth son didn't get angry after being scolded by him, but his heart was even more blocked, he turned his head and looked around and asked, "Where are the second brother and Qiu'er?"

"I went to the county," Wang Wenjun replied. He hadn't come out of the anger just now, and continued to scold, "I don't think this woman is good. She wants this or that when she sees her. The engagement is only five hundred, and she can't ask for it when she gets married. Two thousand, go sell your blood!"

Six sons brows drooped, regretting telling Wang Wenjun, although what he said was right and for his own good, but every sentence was like a knife piercing his lungs, and he changed the subject again in a low voice, "Where's Uncle Yi?"

"I don't know!" Wang Wenjun was almost pissed off by him, and shouted angrily, stood up and left.

Zhong Yiqiu and Xiao Mingye wandered around the county until after two o'clock in the afternoon. They didn't even have time for lunch. They ate two steamed buns alone. He knew that Xiao Mingye must not be full, so he went to buy some for him while he was talking to the second-hand book dealer. I ordered two meat pies, and asked the boss for a large bowl of boiled water.

Xiao Mingye took it and drank half a bowl and handed it to him again. The two of them were thirsty without drinking water all morning, and Zhong Yiqiu drank it without hesitation and returned the bowl.

Finally, the busy work was not in vain. The second-hand book market in the county is along the river, and the stalls are also set up by the riverside. They have been shopping all morning but they haven’t found many suitable books. Books that don’t sell well are seldom specifically approved, and they are pointed to big book dealers.

After looking for it, they didn’t want to let them rummage. In the end, Xiao Mingye said that when the two of them came to look for books every weekend, one of them would help move the goods for a day, organize the warehouse, and distribute the goods for free, and the other party agreed.

After bundling the dozen or so books that Xiao Mingye found today, he was going to tie them to the shelf behind the motorcycle. Zhong Yiqiu was reluctant to lose them, so he insisted on holding them in his arms.

Xiao Mingye smiled and let him do what he wanted, Zhong Yiqiu rode behind him and said, "Go back and drive slowly, the wind is blowing and it's cold."

"Are you cold?" Xiao Mingye turned to ask him.

"I'm not cold," Zhong Yiqiu said, and then coughed dryly and looked at the river surface sprinkled with light, "It's you who are cold..."

When he came, he only cared about enjoying the thrill of the wind and lightning, but when he got there, he found that Xiao Mingye's nose was flushed, his tough face was black and stiff, remembering that he kept his waist straight in front of him to block the wind.

Xiao Mingye stared at his wandering eyes, smirked and sighed softly, "Teacher Xiao Zhong is promising..."

"Hey-hey-you-"

When I got home after three o'clock, there was no one in the courtyard. Even the door of Wang Wenjun's room was tightly closed, and I didn't know where he was going.

The two of them went to the cellar in the backyard to look. The sweet potatoes were still piled up next to them, and Xiao Mingye asked him to hold the snakeskin bag. It seems to ignore people and just continue to work.

"Hey! Xiao Mingye, I found that you are too cold, if it weren't for my generosity, you would have frozen to death long ago!" Zhong Yiqiu said.

"Then I really want to thank Teacher Xiao Zhong," Xiao Mingye laughed at him again.

Zhong Yiqiu choked on him, "You—"

Before he could say anything, he heard someone shouting in the courtyard, "Second Brother Xiao! Is Second Brother Xiao here!"

It was an unfamiliar voice, and the two ran out suspiciously, and saw Li Lianhua from the supply and marketing cooperative crying anxiously in a cotton coat.

Before she had time to ask, she gesticulated and shouted again, "Hurry up—go to the town, just now Principal Zheng called and said that Uncle Yi is dying and asked you to drive!"

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Zhong Yiqiu surged forward in one breath, and hurriedly spoke in dialect, "Why not? Uncle Yi—who—"

Xiao Mingye didn't care about that much, he took him by the hand and dragged him onto the motorcycle and drove to the town.

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