Teacher, she snatched my milk tea!

Before Chen Lian met Yi Mo, he was still a good boy in the eyes of adults.But since meeting Yi Mo, she has learned a lot of things that she didn't know before.

Such as drinking, such as smoking.She can quit drinking, but not smoking.

She has a bad stomach and can't drink coffee and strong tea when she is sleepy, so she has to rely on tobacco to relieve fatigue.

Programmer is notorious for being one of the top occupations for sudden death from overtime work. Since she started to learn to write programs for others in the summer vacation of her freshman year, there has been a lot of cigarettes in the drawer.

But she can swear to God that the cigarettes she smokes are of that kind that have a very light taste and will never affect others, so she feels wronged and aggrieved when Yan Xu sprayed air freshener on herself. angry.

But she swore that she would never argue with Yan Xu again, and would never have anything to do with Yan Xu again, so she could only grit her teeth and endure this matter, and took a book and threw it on the bed to sulk.

Yan Xu turned two pages of the book in his hand, looked up, and looked at the person on the bed as if lying dead, with the book in his hand upside down.

She didn't make a sound, and turned her eyes to the book in her hand.It's just that she didn't read a single word of what was said in the book.

The more Chen Lian thought about it on the bed, the more he felt wronged. He really felt that he couldn't face Yan Xu's cold face, so he had to sneak to Ji Xiran's carriage again and ask her to come back with him.

"No, Minister." Ji Xiran begged desperately to grab the quilt and didn't want to move, blinking and blinking at her with a pair of peach blossom eyes, trying to squeeze the tears out of his eyes. "That carriage is terrible."

Chen Lian was unmoved, "You're not afraid of me if you're afraid, go, go, sister is going to bed, children should respect the old and love the young, you know."

"Woooooo..." Ji Xiran's struggle was futile, so he could only grit his teeth and go back miserable.

When she came back with the look of a young daughter-in-law who had been wronged, she was surprised to see Wen Xinyan sitting on the lower bunk reading a book.

"Wen... Beauty Wen... Where's the president?"

Yan Xu was on Wen Xinyan's upper bunk, and upon hearing that, she poked her head out and smiled softly, "Sister Ji Xiaoxiao, I didn't expect you to love me so much, you think so hard when I don't see you for a while."

"Hehe..." Ji Xiran smiled stiffly, "Senior sister, why did you switch beds with Wen Meiren?"

"There is less room above the head, so I feel more secure." Yan Xu babbled solemnly, "Let you young people lie down, you are still growing your body, you can't curl up, or your bones won't straighten."

"Hahaha, President, you are really considerate." Ji Xiran smiled a little more stiffly, moved under his bed, and pretended to take out a novel to read.

On the surface, she was reading novels, but in fact, she secretly covered her face and watched Wen Xinyan secretly.

She looked like a thief, showing a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, sleeping on her upper bunk was a secretarial senior who she didn't recognize, when she probed to close the window, she saw her appearance, and said with a smile, "Primary school girl, you My eyes are no longer on the book, how can I read the book?"

"Cough..." Ji Xiran blushed, and quickly turned his head to pretend to look at the scenery outside the window. "No, let me see, look at the scenery."

You stand on the bridge watching the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.The bright moon adorns your windows, and you adorn other people's dreams.

For some reason, she thought of this little poem by Bian Zhilin as soon as she said this sentence.

The scenery outside the train window moved quickly, and she secretly glanced at Wen Xinyan on the opposite side several times, only to see that she was sitting quietly on the bed reading a book.

Yan Xu is cold and cold, but after getting acquainted with her, she still talks and laughs with them, and likes to play tricks on them from time to time.Wen Xinyan is completely different from her. If you know her well, she will know you well.And this acquaintance can be divided into two aspects: politeness and gentleness.And if you pretend that you are not familiar with her, she will act as if she doesn't recognize you at all, and she won't react when she sees you.

Ji Xiran was spoiled some time ago, used to the gentle and gentle beauty, when Wen Xinyan faced her who was as cold as ice, Ji Xiran felt unhappy.

Damn, what kind of physique is this? Before others could tease and tease her, Ji Xiran spurned herself first.

Ji Xiran, oh Ji Xiran, isn't it you who said to keep a distance, why is it that you can't get used to it now?

No, you have to hold back!At least you have to hold back until Wen Xinyan's attitude softens!

Ji Xiran has done countless times of mental construction for himself, tried his best to suppress the thoughts in his heart, and focused his attention outside the window.

They are going to a remote village in Guizhou this time. Guizhou is a typical karst landform. The further south you go, the more you can see from the sparse vegetation, rusty yellow soil and black stones worn by rain. Spot this feature.

They arrived at the place in the afternoon, and the train station and bus station were crowded with people. They all carried snakeskin bags on their poles and carried big bags and small bags of things they earned with a year's hard work and sweat to go home for the New Year.

It seemed that young people like them dragging simple suitcases were too conspicuous among the crowd.

They took trains and cars again, and after nearly three days of tossing, they finally arrived at the place where they were going to teach this time.

At an altitude of over 200 meters, surrounded by mountains and forests, there are only twelve families in a small mountain village that is damp and cold all the year round.

When they got off the only bus leading to the town, they saw a young man wearing a yellowed military overcoat from the 80s, leaning against a dilapidated car booth, smoking a cigarette lonely.

White smoke rings slowly drift up to the sky in the misty mountains and forests, blending with the fog in the forest.

"Senior." Seeing him, Chen Lian and Yi Mo were very happy, they pulled the suitcase and went up to grab his sleeve, blushing with excitement.

"Hey, you two are really here." The man felt tears in his eyes when he saw them, and when he saw a group of classmates behind him, he rubbed his hands together happily. "I haven't seen my peers for a long time. It's not easy to talk here. Let's go for a walk and go to my place to rest."

While walking and talking, Ji Xiran learned that this young man who looked like he grew up in the countryside was the senior of Da Chen Lian and the others for two years, and he was also from the School of Information. His name was Fang Mingzhi. He followed someone to teach here in his junior year. This barren land gave birth to nostalgia and reluctance. When everyone was busy making money and looking for a job in his senior year, he secretly applied for the national support project for impoverished mountainous areas without telling his parents, and came here alone with a suitcase.

This place is called Songzhang Village, and it got this name because there are many pine trees and camphor trees.There are not many people in the village. In recent years, because of going out to work, it is easy to walk and stay away. There are only about [-] people living in this village. Most of them are old people and children, and even a little younger. None of the young adults.

In the village now there are only two classrooms converted from dilapidated tile-roofed houses. Including Fang Mingzhi, there are only three teachers in total. One is an old postman who can read a few words by writing letters, and the other teaches physical education and singing by the way. , the older and younger children all attend classes together, and Fang Mingzhi has the highest education among the three, and he teaches everything.

"There are so many of you here, I have to give you all the things I plan to eat for the New Year."

Fang Mingzhi stepped on his hard boots, and led them to his residence on the mountainside, talking with a smile, took out a dustpan of dried radish slices from the house, and gave them one by one, "Come on, more girls!" Take some, junior, eat less, this is a special product here, especially chewy."

Ji Xiran curiously picked up two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth, there was a smell of plastic foam.

It was so bad that she wanted to spit it out immediately, but when she glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Wen Xinyan was eating with relish, taking one piece after another.Her throat choked, and she swallowed with all her might.

The sky gradually darkened, and after eating, everyone began to worry about another question, where do they live?

The house where Fang Mingzhi lived was originally the place where a forest ranger lived in the 70s. Later, after the old man drank and fell off the cliff with no bones left, the house was always empty. After Fang Mingzhi came, he tidied it up and lived in it. down.

Hearing the history of this house, except for the courageous boy, everyone else was about to scream.

Seeing her junior girls shrinking into a ball with fear, Yan Xu glanced indifferently at the man with a gentle smile, "Senior Fang, is it fun to frighten junior girls?"

Fang Mingzhi smiled, and didn't care too much about her title of disrespecting the old and loving the young. "Yan Xuemei, why is your personality still so unpleasant? I really don't know who can stand you except our little Chen Lian."

Everyone is very curious about the chairman and the propaganda minister. Hearing him mention it, the fire of gossip was burning in his eyes. He was about to ask for more gossip, but Chen Lian quickly interrupted with a smile, "Senior, stop joking , so many of our female compatriots will live here for a few days, senior, can you find a place for us?"

Fang Mingzhi stroked the stubble on his chin and said in thought, "There are so many people, we can only find the village head and ask him to arrange for you to stay at the homes of various village households."

It was the time of the national migration during the Chinese New Year, but the young people in the village who went out to work were unwilling to come back, so many houses were empty.

Ji Xiran, Wen Xinyan, Qi Zhiying and Zhutang were assigned to a mother-in-law's house. When they went over to disturb them with their suitcases, they saw a hunchbacked grandmother wearing navy blue clothes and a little girl with two braids. Leaning under an old pine tree.

The village chief must have told the old and the young that they would come to stay here. Seeing them, the little girl timidly hid behind her grandma, and mumbled, "Grandma, the sisters are here."

"Hey, good." Granny is getting old, her eyes are not clear enough, she didn't see them clearly until they got close, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and she enthusiastically pulled them into the house built with thatch.

Grandma is a native of the village. In the early years, in order to raise children, she carried coal for others on the mountain road for money. When she got old, she was left with illnesses all over her body, and her waist could not be straightened no matter what.The little girl is six and a half years old this year. Her father went to the city to do construction and rarely returned home. When her mother was working in a plastic weaving factory, she accidentally got her hand caught in an industrial fan. She lost a lot of blood and passed away just three months ago.

Grandma went to boil water and cook for them. I don't know if it's because they lived in a place where dead people lived. The bed and house smelled musty. Zhu Tang and Qi Zhiying held their breath and didn't really want to live here.

Ji Xiran is also very remorseful in her heart, you said she was kicked in the head by a donkey, isn't it good to eat and drink spicy food at home, she has to go to this place to suffer.

When the three of them looked around aimlessly, Wen Xinyan sat on a small stool made of tree stumps with her six and a half year old girl in her arms, and asked her slowly.

How old are you, do you go to school, can you sing?

Her voice is very gentle, and her expression is extremely gentle.It was the bone-crushing tenderness when she smiled at her before.

The little girl was very shy, and at first she shrank and bowed her head and dared not speak, but Wen Xinyan coaxed her patiently, took out the dried meat, melon seeds and sugar stuffed in at some time from the pocket of her cotton-padded jacket, touched her head, and coaxed her gently she.

After a while, the little girl fell in love with her very much. She hugged her neck and did not let go, while reciting digital poems with her in a childish voice.

Once going two or three miles, there are four or five houses in Yancun.There are six or seven pavilions with eighty or ninety flowers.

Ji Xiran watched them silently, and Zhu Tang and Qi Zhiying, who were still whispering, also slowly shut up.The three of them stood for a while before Qi Zhiying said with emotion, "Wen Xinyan deserves to be the famous beauty in the school who is a iceberg when she doesn't smile, and a snow lotus when she smiles. She is so gentle and considerate, I don't know who will be taken advantage of in the future."

Yes, I don't know who will be cheaper in the future.