Emerald Grapefruit

Next to the bustling county bus station, a young man named Yu Wenyou sat on a stone pier with a huge canvas bag on his back and waited quietly. The weather in July was a bit muggy. Fortunately, Cainan Province is located on a plateau, which is much better than Nanyue Province at the same latitude. Although the sun is scorching, it is not particularly difficult.

Waiting for people is always very slow, [-] hours of train and [-] to [-] hours of car, Yu Wenyou's body is exhausted.I'm a little hungry, but I have no appetite, and I'm lazy to move.Looking at the phone, which was about to run out of battery, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.I yawned, and my thoughts flew far away.His purpose of this trip is to support education, which can be regarded as a response to national policies.For normal universities, after graduation, the teaching profession is free of tuition and has a certain living allowance.For a poor orphan like him, that was the best choice.Of course, there are military academies with better conditions than teachers, but unfortunately I didn't think of it at the time, so I can't blame others.

Even if students in the normal class choose to teach, there are still many paths, and almost all of them show their talents when they graduate.Only he chose the hardest and most hopeless poverty-stricken counties to support education, and he also chose across provinces.The students didn't know whether he, who was always silent, was crazy or his moral standards were too high.The most transparent person in the class, he set off a thunderbolt in his final study career.The shocked classmates even forgot to see him off when he left, and the class group got mad when he got on the train.It's a pity that Yu Wenyou, who is low-key, has gone away. Fortunately, with the development of information, he is not afraid of not being able to be contacted.

Yu Wenyou naturally checked the place to go.Geexiong Village, formerly known as Geexiong Village.Listening to the name, you can tell that it is a Miao village that has been passed down for a long time and cannot be purer.The whole village has only one surname, Xiong.The source of this surname is Gel Xiong. It is said that the Tang Dynasty envied the Chinese civilization and changed it to the Chinese surname "Xiong".Nowadays, the Han surnames Liu, Yang, and Hou of the Miao nationality are all over the place, and there are very few surnames Xiong.It's very traditional, I don't know if it's easy to get along with.Speaking of which, he is also a Hmong, but not pure.My mother is a Miao girl from Jingnan Province. I met his father while working. When he was born, his household registration was with his mother, and the ID card he got had Miao written on it.Of course, he has lived in a Miao village for a long time, but he cannot speak Miao language.Generally speaking, their Chinese version is called mature seedlings.As for Yu Wenyou, with Sinicization 2.0, Miao language is difficult to hear. It is estimated that the Miao compatriots in Gelxiong Village will not recognize him.

After an unknown amount of time, a half-old man wearing a classic Miao hat stood in front of Yu Wenyou and shouted uncertainly, "Mr. Xiao Yu?"

Yu Wenyou, who was in a daze, didn't hear it.

The old man looked around, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people at the bus station in the remote county, and there was only one person waiting for someone.He looked at the young man in front of him again, with a delicate and fair face, wearing an old t-shirt and jeans, and a big canvas bag next to him. He really had the bookish look of a college student, so he patted the other person on the shoulder: " Excuse me, are you Teacher Yu Wenyou?"

Yu Wenyou was startled, looked up and saw an old man of Miao nationality standing in front of him, he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses: "Secretary Xiong?"

"Well, I'm Secretary Xiong. Don't take it for granted that my Mandarin isn't very good. Can you understand me?"

Yu Wenyou nodded.

Secretary Xiong twitched the corners of his mouth and asked, "Your bag?"

Yu Wenyou nodded again.

Secretary Xiong grabbed the heavy bag and said, "Let's go. My son's motorcycle is parked over there. You have to take a car to get to the village."

Yu Wenyou had some communication barriers, he couldn't exchange pleasantries at all, and felt that it was not good for the old man to carry the bag, so he said awkwardly, "I'll just carry the bag myself."

Secretary Xiong didn't speak, and continued walking forward with the bag.Yu Wenyou had no choice but to follow.After walking a few steps, he stopped in front of two Miao men who were driving motorcycles, and said, "Got it."

The two men nodded, not very enthusiastic, one took Secretary Xiong's bag, and the other said to Yu Wenyou, "Teacher, get in the car."

Thirty hours by train plus four hours by car, and now he had to take the car again, Yu Wenyou felt a dull pain in his buttocks.The person who just sat down in front handed over a helmet, it was dirty, Yu Wenyou still chose to wear it for his own safety.The person in front asked again, "Sit still?"

Yu Wenyou held back the frame of the motorcycle with both hands, hummed, and the motorcycle sped away!Yu Wenyou felt like crying while sitting on the motorcycle, but it was okay at first, although the road was relatively rural, it was a road anyway.Unexpectedly, after driving for half an hour, he rushed directly into the mountain road, and his butt hurt even more from the bumps of the motorcycle.When he couldn't bear it any longer, he finally stopped in front of a house. Yu Wenyou had lost his soul and thought weakly: Teaching is actually a physical effort!

Yu Wenyou who jumped off the motorcycle almost lost his footing, the driver who carried him twitched his mouth, how could this support teacher be worse than the last one! ?Even though I thought so, my body instinctively tried to hold on.Yu Wenyou thanked him, his gaze swept over the house in front of him, and he froze.

In front of him was a bungalow of brick and tile structure, the windows had been broken, through the disappearing glass, one could directly see a room that was probably a classroom, the floor was still dirt, and the blackboard was actually an old-fashioned style that was directly painted black on the cement wall.The dozen or so tables and chairs inside were rotten.Yu Wenyou felt that a group of crows flew over his head, they were actually poorer than his hometown!

Secretary Xiong lightly carried his bag and walked to the door of another room. Seeing Yu Wenyou's dumbfounded expression, and then looking at the environment of this room with only one rotten window and no table, he felt a little embarrassed, and it was so insignificant. Sighed - how many days can this last?

So did the two men who drove the motorcycle.The village primary school has been closed for more than half a year, and the children in this village have to go to the next village to go to school.The fifth and sixth graders provided boarding, and the first to fourth graders had to take turns to escort a dozen children back and forth.The village is too poor to keep any teachers, so they come and go one by one.Looking at the expression of this fair and elegant man in front of him, my heart was already chilled by eight points.I really had no hope at first, but who knows that the county gave another one, so it is inevitable that there is a little hope, and now it seems that there is no hope.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wenyou was stunned for a moment, then turned back and asked the secretary: "Uh... where do I live?"

Secretary Xiong looked at the teacher's dormitory next to the classroom in embarrassment again, and felt that the village really didn't take it too seriously, so he said, "This place hasn't been cleaned yet, so you can stay at my house for a few days first."

Yu Wenyou felt a little wronged, not because of the environment, since he came to support teaching, he had made all the worst plans, but Secretary Xiong was too indifferent, he didn't even have a smiling face.But now that everything has come, what else can I do?Just now, he followed Secretary Xiong's direction and saw the room with only one bed and no bedding. He really didn't have the energy to go shopping again today, so he had to find a place to rest.

A group of people moved to Secretary Xiong's house, which was also a brick and tile house, not much better than that school.But because of its popularity, it doesn't seem so dilapidated.After entering the house, a woman greeted her. Secretary Xiong spoke in local language for a while, then turned to Yu Wenyou and said, "I feel sorry for Mr. Yu staying at my house for a few days. I will ask someone to go shopping in the city tomorrow. We were negligent today."

Yu Wenyou was exhausted and was not in the mood to exchange pleasantries, he just asked, "Can I have a place to take a shower and sleep?"

Secretary Xiong pointed to the two men who were driving the motorcycle just now and said, "Xiong Wen and Xiong Wu, my two sons. You can call them Xiong Da Xiong Er."

Yu Wenyou is embarrassing, Xiong Daxiong Er, is there any bald strong here! ?

Secretary Xiong said again: "Boss, take the teacher to take a bath and sleep. Teacher, please sleep first, and I will call you to eat at night. Can the teacher drink alcohol?"

Yu Wenyou shook his head.

Secretary Xiong nodded in understanding.Yu Wenyou paused for a while, seeing that he didn't speak any more, he followed Xiong Da to wash up.

The place to wash is also very poor, because the winter in Cainan Province is not particularly cold, and the bathroom is just a place surrounded by plastic sheets at the back of the house.The movement was a little bigger, and the dust on the head fell down.Fortunately, he brought plenty of toiletries with him, the poor here don't even have soap!No wonder he signed the teaching support contract here, and the head of the department gave him a red envelope right away!Sure enough, the degree of difficulty is beyond human imagination.Speaking of which, the salary for teaching support is not bad, with a salary of [-] yuan and a subsidy of [-] yuan for returning home during the winter and summer vacations.Once the contract is signed for five years, there will be a bonus after five years and the state will directly issue a graduate degree in liberal arts.He wanted to make some contributions, and he was paid well, so he killed two birds with one stone.It's just that not many people think like him.The teaching places are all in poverty-stricken counties, college students from prestigious schools, which one is not the pride of heaven and full of arrogance?It's so easy to get out of the poor mountain ditch, who wants to fall back again?Children in big cities can hang themselves with their parents if they want to.It's just him, with no relatives or concerns, no matter where he goes.

Speaking of the original rules of supporting education, it is one province to one province.Somehow, this village in Cainan Province also asked Nanyue Province for a teacher.Supporting teachers are always in demand, and it really takes a little skill to rob people across provinces.Although he is from Jingnan, he lived in Cainan for seven or eight years when he was a child, and he has a special feeling for Cainan, so he chose this place.He never expected that his hometown in Jingnan was already poor enough, but this place was ten times poorer than that.How many unknown places are there in our country?

After washing and washing carefully, Yu Wenyou only felt relaxed.He dried his hair with a towel, lazily washed his clothes, and fell asleep on the bed.After a long time of driving and horses, the muscles on his body were stiff and aching.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but he always feels that the humid air here has a trace of comfort and peace of mind.There is a big tree outside the window, so the lighting in the room is not good, he seems to have returned to his childhood bedroom in a daze, and he can also see the shadow of the tree whirling through the window.The voice of someone talking outside was hazy, and the consciousness became more and more drowsy, and it was closer to the memory that I dare not touch.Before I knew it, the tears had already slid down and dripped onto the pillow, soaking it all up...

Secretary Xiong who came in and saw this scene heaved a long sigh.Forget it, let Xiong Da take him back tomorrow.Children from poor families don't want it, so don't think about school anymore...