Teacher Xiao Zhong's adventures in the countryside

Zhong Yiqiu left Chen Yuan's address and asked for his phone number, and trotted all the way back as if the soles of his feet were blown, his heart was filled with joy that was about to overflow, the corners of his mouth spread to both sides and he couldn't close it.After entering the yard, he jumped twice. When Wang Wenjun asked what was going on, he didn't bother to agree. He just wanted to share it with Xiao Mingye immediately, and ran to the backyard with a smile.

"Did you get scared by Lian's big mouth?" Wang Wenjun asked Uncle Yi suspiciously.

Xiao Mingye was sweating from digging the ground, with only a black woolen sweater left, Zhong Yiqiu galloped in like a child with a secret in his arms and looking forward to being asked, smiling openly when he came to him and didn't speak.

"Did you pick up the candy?" Xiao Mingye stopped what he was doing and asked with a smile.

Zhong Yiqiu shook her head and smiled even brighter.

Xiao Mingye's heart pounded wildly at his laughter, he was helpless and impatient, "What's going on?"

"I went to answer a phone call just now, guess who it is?" Zhong Yiqiu pretended.

"No guessing." Xiao Mingye was not used to him at all.

Zhong Yiqiu: "..."

Angrily, he jumped behind Xiao Mingye and strangled his neck, threatening him viciously, "You can't guess, you have to guess!"

The ground hadn't dried out after the snow fell, and once he exerted force on his feet, he sank shallowly and couldn't stand upright. The muscles in Xiao Mingye's arms were tense and pulled him, and he pinched him under his arms with a flick.

"Ah - you are so heartless! I just wanted to tell you the first one I came back from running so fast!" Zhong Yiqiu shouted.

Xiao Mingye relieved his strength a little, saw that his face was flushed, and kindly let go of his arms, staring at him like waves in a lake wrinkled by the wind, and asked jokingly, "Why did you want to tell me first?"

Zhong Yiqiu got killed when he failed to control others, and roared out the two words that he had silently practiced in his heart for several months, "Get out!"

Xiao Mingye burst out laughing instantly, holding his stomach and bending over with his hands on the wooden handle of his pouting head. It was the first time Zhong Yiqiu saw him laughing so brightly and cheerfully, as if he had become a young man who was free and unrestrained and magnanimous in heart. After being lonely, I have never been alone.If that's the case, I don't know how handsome Xiao Mingye should look like today, let alone be trapped in the countryside, but if that's the case, I won't meet him either.

Zhong Yiqiu was stunned and didn't dare to make a sound, afraid of disturbing his rare relaxation, she gradually forgot that she rushed in to share something with him.

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

His face returned to his usual composure, Zhong Yiqiu was a little disappointed and no longer kept a secret, "My good friend from college called me, and he said he would come to see me next month!"

Xiao Mingye: "Do you still have friends?"

Zhong Yiqiu: "..."

"Just kidding...don't go!" No matter how Xiao Mingye called Zhong Yiqiu, he left without looking back.

Today is Sunday, because Li Hongfei was late for half a month of class, Li Hongfei asked Yuan Cuicui to go to school to help her with Chinese in the morning, the two of them had dinner in the small courtyard at noon, and Zhong Yiqiu helped her with math in the afternoon.

She brought her textbooks, which were still tightly wrapped in the book covers as the semester was almost over.When the new book was first released, the students used wall calendars or newspapers to carefully wrap the book cover, and most of them tore it off after losing the novelty within a month.

Yuan Cuicui's book is wrapped with the white back of the calendar, on which her name, second grade, and mathematics are neatly written. The mature and powerful handwriting is not something that a second-grade child can write.

"This is written by my father." Yuan Cuicui said.

Zhong Yiqiu opened the book to hide the tension in his heart. He didn't study psychology, let alone pedagogy. He didn't know how to deal with this kind of problem. He has always been aware of his inner fear. He is afraid of communicating with students because he can't give them. Answer.

But he has to go head-on. As a teacher, if he shrinks back at this moment, maybe this child will never open up to him again.

"The handwriting is very good." Zhong Yiqiu followed her words.

Yuan Cuicui sucked her nose, she seemed to have a cold and her nose kept running down, "It would be great if my father died."

Zhong Yiqiu was startled, calmed down the waves in her heart and asked softly, "Why?"

"People won't laugh at me anymore." She replied with a bit of resentment.

Zhong Yiqiu stared into her eyes and said seriously: "No one will laugh at you, and it doesn't matter what other people say." After finishing speaking, she felt that this was incomprehensible and meaningless to an eight-year-old child, so she thought about it and said , "The teacher won't laugh at you, your good friend Zhang Xiaojuan won't laugh at you, and many classmates won't laugh at you either. Those who laugh at you mean that they don't have a good relationship with you. Why do you care about people who have a bad relationship? What?"

He suddenly remembered that these words were so familiar?When I heard Lao Gao and Yuan Rongju discuss and speculate about him behind his back, I was also disappointed and wanted to retreat. It was Xiao Mingye who told him, "As long as the people you care about and your students welcome you." Today he also used the same Reason to comfort his students.

He asked himself if he could really do it, and was he qualified to explain this truth to Yuan Cuicui?Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel enlightened.

The teacher crossing people is not crossing himself!

Yuan Cuicui looked at him with dark eyes, wondering if she understood, Zhong Yiqiu thought that children are different from adults, when she faced pointing and cynicism from all directions, she must subconsciously think that if none of this happened to her The body is fine, the father is not my father, the mother is not my mother, the brother is not my brother or they all disappear...but the fact will not change and I am unable to bear and break free, and finally all of them generate resentment in my heart.

He wants to say that you will grow up eventually, and when you grow up, you will think that all this is irrelevant to your life, and it is not worth settling into narrow rules of your good and evil.But who is responsible for her childhood?Who can accompany her through this lonely walk?

"Don't be afraid, if you have something to say, Teacher Li and I will help you." Zhong Yiqiu patted the top of her head.

The sun was about to set, and Zhong Yiqiu sent her home. She went out from the backyard and stood on the high slope to have a panoramic view of Yuanjiazhuang. At dusk in winter, the village seemed to melt in the orange light and shadow, and the smoke from the cooking houses floated away. It was as quiet and peaceful as a hanging painting. A scroll on the horizon.

Zhong Yiqiu was intoxicated by it, it was gorgeous, rough and magnificent, with a faintly surging power that he had never seen before.

"My brother is buried there..." Yuan Cuicui pointed to the back of the village.

Zhong Yiqiu followed her fingers to look at the farther field, but she didn't know where it was.

"There's a tree over there, just under the tree." Yuan Cuicui raised her hand for emphasis, then looked up at Zhong Yiqiu, "Mr. Xiao Zhong, if I dig out my brother now, won't he melt?"

Zhong Yiqiu was terrified to hear that, the locals said "transformation" is similar to the meaning of rot, he knelt down and pinched her arm, "My brother has already gone to the sky, if you think about him, you have to look at the sky and not the ground."

After sending her home, she returned alone, the sky was getting dark, and the cold wind was blowing the dry branches beside the road, Zhong Yiqiu became more and more frightened when she thought of what Yuan Cuicui said just now, so she didn't dare to stop along the way and rushed home.

After entering the yard, she rushed directly to the kitchen and shouted "Xiao Mingye—" When she reached the door, she hurriedly stopped, Yuan Yulan stood inside and turned her head to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him, Xiao Mingye hurriedly asked.

Zhong Yiqiu: "It's nothing... just a little cold..."

"Go and light the fire." Xiao Mingye pointed to the inside of the stove.

Zhong Yiqiu went in sideways, and he didn't want to leave either. He wanted to hear what Yuan Yulan was doing here. She was wearing an ankle-length brown coat, and around her neck was a yellow silk scarf that she bought at the supply and marketing agency today. She also wore a pair of high-heeled shoes. Black leather shoes look out of place in the smoky rural earthen kitchen.

Xiao Mingye was frying cabbage with vinegar, and the choking chili smell permeated Zhong Yiqiu, who sneezed continuously. Yuan Yulan held her nose and still did not move. She did not speak, and Xiao Mingye would not take the initiative to talk to her. Breaking the stalemate, "Is there something you need to do with your brother?"

Yuan Yulan seemed to have been waiting for this step, and immediately replied with a smile, "Well, I want him to help for a few days. Our family has a lot of land, and we need two people to do the work in the village. Now my elder brother is the only one working at home..."

The implication was to let Xiao Mingye go back to work, Zhong Yiqiu pretended not to understand and nodded, "That should help, but the school is not on holiday yet..."

She said that this matter must have been discussed at home. What is a good thing for a physical education teacher to go to work? Besides, it is cold and the final exam is coming soon. Many main subject teachers will occupy the physical education class, and Xiao Mingye did it last year. Yuan Baocai had to deduct money for leave from work in the county, and he had to go this year. This was all tacit.

When Zhong Yiqiu asked such a straightforward question, she didn't know what to say. She coughed twice due to the choking smell of chili peppers, and then lightly slapped her nose with her palm.

Zhong Yiqiu waited persistently for her to say nothing, he raised his eyes to Xiao Mingye, and the two exchanged a steady look full of smoke and fire in the billowing white mist.

Yuan Yulan was a little impatient, she frowned slightly and said to Xiao Mingye: "You go back and talk to Mom yourself, I don't want to take care of these things."

After saying hello to Zhong Yiqiu, he turned around and left.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Zhong Yiqiu sighed and said, "You'd better not go back."

Xiao Mingye teased him, "Last night you told me to go back."

"Second brother, I was wrong..." He deliberately pulled Chang Yin with a look of remorse.

Xiao Mingye lay down and turned off the light, Zhong Yiqiu habitually moved his head to his side, the weather was too cold, his face hurt from freezing at night, he was stuck in the quilt and couldn't breathe, leaning against his neck Warm and windproof.

"Let me tell you something..." Xiao Mingye suddenly said in the dark night, his hesitant tone fell into the cold air, and he was frozen hard in an instant.

"What's the matter?" It was the first time for him to be so solemn, and even foreshadowing before speaking, Zhong Yiqiu's heart immediately rose.

Xiao Mingye was silent for a while. In the quiet room, only the breathing of the two of them and his hesitation and determination as he swallowed his saliva could be heard, "Tomorrow I will go out and deliver goods to the flooring factory."

Zhong Yiqiu got up, turned over and lay down on the bed to look at him, "Where are you going? How many days? When did you decide? Why didn't you tell me earlier..."

He spoke in tongues in a hurry, but he was flustered and couldn't stop. Xiao Mingye pulled the corners of his lips into a chuckle, raised his hand and touched the back of his neck to comfort him, "Lie down first, it's too cold."

Zhong Yiqiu ignored him, stuck his neck like a donkey and refused to give in, Xiao Mingye directly pushed him down and stretched out his strong arms to embrace him, "I will be back in 10 days, for sure!"

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