Teacher Xiao Zhong's adventures in the countryside

Zhong Yiqiu wanted to thank him for helping her wash the dishes, but she didn't see him come back after waiting for a long time.

He couldn't stay still because of the ups and downs in his heart, and he turned to the backyard without realizing it. He didn't look carefully for the past two days, and only after turning around did he realize that this vegetable garden is really good.

The garden is divided into different small areas, where various fruit trees and vegetables are planted. Between each area, broken bricks or stones are used to pave a person-wide path, which is convenient and elegant.

There is a small lotus pond in the corner, full of layers of lotus leaves, and each mature lotus pod is as big as a palm, shaking its head in the breeze to lure people on the shore.

The four orange trees next to the courtyard wall were heavy with fruit. It was the first time Zhong Yiqiu saw the oranges growing on the trees. Although they were still immature green and small, his mouth still secreted uncontrollably saliva. I like to touch this and touch that.

There were two pomegranate trees, one big and one small, the big one was bent over with heavy fruits, and the small one didn't pick up a single pomegranate, and it was crooked beside it like a golden cock.

Tomatoes on a shelf, pumpkins, wax gourds, muskmelons, watermelons hidden under the leaves...

Slices of green peppers, red peppers, chili peppers...

What's more lively is that the garden walls are covered with long beans, green beans, cucumbers, gourds, loofahs... all trying their best to seize the site.

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Except for the green peppers, Zhong Yiqiu found all of them delicious.

When it was time for lunch, Xiao Mingye did not come back. Uncle Yi said that he might have gone home for dinner, and his family lived in Yuanjiazhuang.

Zhong Yiqiu was stunned for a moment, and wanted to ask, why did he still live in the school dormitory because he lived so close?

Seeing that Uncle Yi didn't want to say more, he held back the words.

Zhong Yiqiu washed the dishes after dinner, but he couldn't go to the well in the backyard to do the dishes, because it was too hot in the middle of the day.

He helped Uncle Yi pick all the overripe tomatoes in the vegetable garden, filled a large basket, and two people carried it out.

As soon as I put it down, before I straightened up, I saw someone coming in on a red bicycle.

He looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with short curly hair, a white T-shirt tucked into his jeans, and a shiny new car.

"Uncle Yi, look at how my new car looks." With his hips akimbo and one hand holding on to the handlebars, he did not get off the bike, and rode on the bike proudly, with his toes pointing to the ground.

"Lady's car?" Uncle Yi put down the basket, patted the dirt on his hand and said.

"What's wrong with the lady's car? It's so beautiful. It's a shame to ride a big black bicycle now," he said contemptuously.

After speaking, he noticed Zhong Yiqiu, and said with a meaningful smile, "Are you the new teacher?"

Zhong Yiqiu looked dull, "Hello, my name is Zhong Yiqiu, that college student."

He pushed the bicycle over, tugged at the curly hair, did not speak, and glanced at Zhong Yiqiu up and down.

"This is teacher Wang Wenjun, who teaches fourth grade Chinese," Uncle Yi introduced to Zhong Yiqiu.

Zhong Yiqiu saw that although he was not tall, he was dressed very stylishly, and his eyes were not very polite, so he just nodded in response.

"Hello", Wang Wenjun said, reaching out his hand to shake Zhong Yiqiu's hand.

Zhong Yiqiu was taken aback. He had never seen such a formal etiquette when he came here. Even Uncle Yi and Principal Zheng, who were more educated and polite, only nodded their heads to say hello.

After shaking hands, he still didn't move, and said to Uncle Yi lightly, "The people in this city are Baiha!"

Zhong Yiqiu: "..."

It was the first time Zhong Yiqiu entered Deying Primary School, and it was not the door that he passed through.

Uncle Yi led him in through a small gate on the wall connecting the brigade yard and the school. The small iron gate was one person tall and one person wide, but it was locked with a big chain and a big black lock.

Uncle Yi said it was because the students always came to the brigade headquarters to play and broke several locks, so they had no choice but to lock them with chains.

Deying Primary School is divided into two parts. The campus connected to the big troops is the teaching area, but the playground is on the opposite side of the road.

The campus is not big, the classrooms are red brick and red tile houses, and the outer walls and pillars in the corridor are painted with blue paint half a meter high.In the same direction as the yard where they live, the four classrooms facing south are from preschool to third grade, the east is from fourth to sixth grade, and the one on the far right is the teachers' offices.

Several rooms on the west side are equipment rooms, laboratories and the like.The surrounding area in the middle is arranged as a small square for students' daily activities, with flower beds.

Standing directly opposite the gate is a sculpture taller than one person, in the posture of a primary school student saluting the Young Pioneers.

In the teachers' offices, there are four areas against the wall, each area has four tables, and all 17 teachers are arranged in one room.

Uncle Yi led him to the innermost seat by the window and said: "You sit next to me. It was cleaned up yesterday. The head teacher sits by the door. He often calls the students over. It is inconvenient to come in and out. It is quieter here. "

Zhong Yiqiu felt warm in his heart. Whether it was life or work, Uncle Yi helped him arrange everything. He didn't know how to thank him for a while, so he stood and bowed slightly to Uncle Yi.

When the teachers arrived, Principal Zheng came in with a big tea mug.At this moment, Zhong Yiqiu let out the breath he was holding back, and his face was covered with sweat.

Because every teacher who comes in will greet him up and down with various surprises, politeness, envy, and questioning eyes.

"New teacher, hello"

"It's that college student, really good."

"College students are here, welcome"

"How wonderful is your city, why did you come to our place?"

"I know, I know, the experience in the countryside is coming"

"It's so white"

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He couldn't recognize who was who, and he didn't remember anyone, he just nodded and said hello.Because of the nervousness, the ears and face turned red unconsciously, making the lips look red and pale.

When saying hello to the female teacher, she was not shy yet, but his face was getting redder and redder.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at him either sexually or secretly. The three female teachers sat together and whispered to their ears. Zhong Yiqiu sat with his back straight, feeling that the clothes on his back were sticking to his body with sweat.

Principal Zheng didn't sit down either. He stood leaning against a desk and drank some hot tea, saying, "Our school is doing well this year, and we have recruited college students. My shoes have been ruined by several pairs."

A short-haired female teacher in her 30s smiled heartily: "Principal, who are you fooling, who doesn't know how the college students came to us. You didn't stare at the bicycle when the lottery was drawn, and you picked it up for nothing!"

Everyone laughed.

A skinny old man sitting at the door blew out a smoke ring and said, "Why is this not the principal's credit? If the bicycle is not broken, it is really in time for the lottery, and it may not be possible to catch it!"

Everyone laughed again.

When Zhong Yiqiu saw these teachers, they were not what he thought the teachers looked like, but more like a group of farmers farming the land.

Wearing the cash-free undershirt, big shorts, and kicking and pulling plastic slippers, they were all tanned.There are only a few young people who are still relatively neatly dressed, especially Wang Wenjun who just met in the dormitory is the most fashionable and outstanding.

"Hey, where's Teacher Xiao? Why didn't you come?" Principal Zheng asked after drinking tea and glanced at him.

Only then did Zhong Yiqiu remember that Xiao Mingye didn't come, she was too nervous just now and didn't pay attention.

"It's something at home, I went to the county in the afternoon, and I can't make it back," Uncle Yi replied.

"Isn't it good for a meeting? I still have something to do in my room. More than ten acres of corn are still growing in the field, and none of them have been broken." Not far from Zhong Yiqiu, a male teacher in his 30s leaned on a chair The back seemed dissatisfied and said.

Zhong Yiqiu looked at him, guessing whether he really had a problem with Xiao Mingye not coming to the meeting, or he was joking.

"Okay, Rongju, let's not talk about this, let's have a meeting..." Principal Zheng waved his hand at the teacher who was speaking, and then continued, "Ms. Zhong has already arranged to teach second-grade mathematics, but he has just After school, ah ~ first listen to some of your math teachers for a few days."

"Don't you think we are joking, let other college students listen to our class"

"That's right, what can we learn from us?"

"Invite a college student here, is it because we want us to learn from others?"

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A few math teachers started arguing one by one, not knowing if it was a joke or really awkward.

Uncle Yi was worried that Zhong Yiqiu, a young kid in the city who had never worked before, would lose his face when he heard them speak so blandly, so he wanted to reach out and pat him on the arm through the stool to comfort him.

Looking at him in a blink of an eye, this kid stared at a pair of red phoenix eyes hooked inwards and curled outwards. His long eyelashes flickered one by one, and the lights flickered between opening and closing. His eyes followed the speakers, listening to them with great interest. Talking all over the place, as if afraid of missing a sentence.

Uncle Yi looked funny, not knowing what was going on in his head, so he patted him lightly.

Zhong Yiqiu was thinking hard, turned her head to look innocently at Uncle Yi.

"Today, I just want to introduce the new Mr. Zhong, and we will arrange the specific work after school starts." Principal Zheng always speaks with colloquial words, ah~oh~, Zhong Yiqiu listens very interestingly.

"Tomorrow, go to town and bring back the books, Principal Yuan will make arrangements." He took out his glasses, lifted up his clothes, wiped them and put them on again, clapped his hands and said, the meeting ended.

"Mr. Zhong, I'm Li Hongfei. I'm the head teacher of the second grade this year. We will work together in the future." The teachers went out one after another, and a young male teacher in his 20s came over to say hello to Zhong Yiqiu.

He took the initiative to come over to say hello, he looked young and energetic, Zhong Yiqiu was flattered, and quickly put down the books he was packing up, "Hi, Teacher Li, I will trouble you in the future."

Teacher Li had dimples when she laughed, she was a little nervous when facing Zhong Yiqiu, just now she mustered up the courage to come over and speak, rubbed her hands together and said, "It's not troublesome, it's our luck to teach our class", and smiled awkwardly Yes, turned around shyly as if someone had kicked him out, "Then I'll go back first, let's have a good chat after school starts."

Zhong Yiqiu is very happy. Teacher Li seems to be very easy to get along with, and there will definitely be no problem in cooperation in the future.

"Mr. Li is good. He graduated from a normal school in the city and has been teaching for three years." Uncle Yi moved the messy stools back to their original places one by one.

Zhong Yi stopped him and asked him to sit and move by himself, "Looks very young, so experienced."

Uncle Yi said: "Graduating from technical secondary school is not very old."

"Tomorrow, you will also go to the town with us to read books and go to the town to have a look." Uncle Yi said while locking the door, and then made fun of him after locking the door, "The yard has been closed for two days , is it stewed?"

The noon sun made the campus a white light, Zhong Yiqiu narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "This place is pretty good, the vegetable garden is even better." After walking a few steps, he asked, "There are so many books, how many people should we ask for?"

Uncle Yi led him through the shade, "No, let the six go with the tractor, you and I, plus Brother Xiao, will do."

Zhong Yiqiu followed behind him, the words lingered several times and finally asked: "Second brother Xiao lives in Yuanjiazhuang, why do you still live in the dormitory?"