Zhao Yuejun smiled in the direction of Lin Ping and said, "I can hear that it is three guests......

"Yes, sister," Zhao Wujian nodded and said, "It's my homeroom teacher, Teacher Ma, Uncle Zhongyi of our village, and Principal Lin, the principal of our school!"

"Principal Lin, is that the tall, often smiling, and very nice Principal Lin you often tell your sister about?" Zhao Yuejun asked Zhao Wujian beside her, and her eyes were still motionless at Lin Ping, giving Lin Ping the illusion that she could see herself.

"Hmm. Zhao Wujian nodded.

And Lin Ping also walked up to Zhao Yuejun and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Lin Ping, you don't need to call me Principal Lin, just call me Teacher Lin." ”

"Hmm...... Hello Mr. Lin...... My name is Zhao Yuejun. Zhao Yuejun said softly, "Teacher Lin, can I touch you?"

Lin Ping was stunned for a moment and did not answer.

Zhao Yuejun couldn't hear Lin Ping's answer, and said a little sadly: "I can't see what you look like, I want to touch what you look like." ”

At this moment, the courtyard was quiet, and even the sound of the wind fell silent.

Lin Ping smiled and said, "Of course, I'll squat down and ......"

"Don't!" Zhao Yuejun hurriedly said, "Teacher Lin, just stand still, I heard Wujian say that you are very tall, I want to try how tall you are." ”

"Good. Lin Ping smiled and nodded, agreeing to Zhao Yuejun's request.

Zhao Yuejun raised his hand and groped forward, Lin Ping smiled and raised his hand to hold her little hand, Zhao Yuejun's little hand was cold, and there was almost no blood on it.

"Your hands are so warm. Zhao Yuejun said with a smile after being held by Lin Ping.

Lin Ping smiled and raised Zhao Yuejun's hand, but Zhao Yuejun stretched out his arm and couldn't reach the top of Lin Ping's head, Lin Ping said softly: "Put your feet up." ”

"Hmm. Zhao Yuejun obediently listened to Lin Ping's words and stood on tiptoe, at this time her hand was just within reach of Lin Ping's hair.

Lin Ping put her hand on her hair, Zhao Yuejun touched Lin Ping's head, and said with a smile: "Teacher Lin, your hair is so short, as short as my brother's, my hair is much longer than yours!"

"Yes, your hair is long and beautiful. Lin Ping replied affirmatively.

Zhao Yuejun smiled happily: "Really?"

Lin Ping nodded: "Yes." ”

"I can't see it, but I'm glad I can compliment you like that. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Yuejun's little hand slipped from Lin Ping's head, slid onto Lin Ping's face, gently rubbed Lin Ping's cheeks and facial features, and said with a smile: "Although I can't see it, I can touch it, you must be very good-looking and friendly." ”

Zhao Yuejun's hand continued to slide, slid onto Lin Ping's shoulder, and then slid to Lin Ping's chest, at this time Lin Ping gently held Zhao Yuejun's hand and said, "Okay, don't go any further." ”

"Why?" Zhao Yuejun looked puzzled.

Lin Ping said with a smile: "There is a difference between men and women. ”

Zhao Yuejun was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

At this time, the grandfather of the two sisters and brothers on the side said: "Come into the house, it's cold outside." ”

The group entered the house, most of the room was empty, it should be to take care of the granddaughter Zhao Yuejun who couldn't see with his eyes, the door of a room was open, and the bed looked a little dirty inside, and there was a bit of a smell in the air, it seemed that there was no change of washing for some days, this is the performance of no woman in a family. The other room was tightly closed.

Zhao Wuji's grandfather found a few benches, and then said apologetically: "The house is too dirty, so I make you laugh." ”

Lin Ping said: "I don't recommend that I take a look." ”

Zhao Wuji's grandfather was stunned for a moment, and then said in a rather inferior tone: "You can take a look at their sister and brother's room, don't enter my room, it's too dirty." ”

Zhao Wuji's grandfather and Lin Ping kept their heads down when they were talking, their eyes didn't dare to look at people, and their bodies revealed inferiority engraved in their bones.

Obviously, the closed is Zhao Wuji's grandfather's room, and the open is the room of the sister and brother.

"Hmm. Lin Ping nodded, and then walked into the room of Zhao Yuejun and Zhao Wuji's sister and brother, there were several yellowed, hardened and even peeling posters of Teresa Teng posted on the wall of the room, and there was an old-fashioned tape recorder on the table in the room, and there were scattered tapes next to the tape recorder. And these tapes are all Teresa Teng's songs without exception, which shows how fanatical the father of the sisters and brothers was about Teresa Teng back then.

At this time, Zhao Yuejun walked in with the door frame, and said embarrassedly: "Isn't my brother's room particularly dirty...... I...... I can't clean it up, my brother is too young, and my grandfather is too busy and needs to farm to feed the two of us. ”

Lin Ping lied with a smile: "No, no, do I think it's quite clean and tidy?"

"Really?" Zhao Yuejun said with a smile, "Teacher Lin, don't lie to me, except for Uncle Zhongyi, who came to persuade Wujian to go to school a few times half a year ago, there have been no outsiders in the family for a long, long time in the past few years. ”

yes, who will come to this house?

Even if their grandfather didn't have skin diseases, the mere fact that their father was a criminal would make many people feel bad and stay away from the family. The two children have already been labeled.

Lin Ping smiled and touched a tape, put it in the radio, and said, "You like singing very much, right?"

"Uh-huh," Zhao Yuejun nodded and said, "I will only sing a song by a sister named Teresa Teng, my father likes her very much." I also like her very much, so I listen to her songs every day, and then I sing along with her. ”

Hearing Zhao Yuejun call Teresa Teng her sister, Lin Ping shook his head and couldn't help laughing, if Teresa Teng could live until now, it should also be a grandmother's generation.

"Can I sing a song to Mr. Lin?" asked Lin Ping.

"Yes, yes, as long as it's a song on those tapes on the table, I'll sing it. Zhao Yuejun said happily.

"Hmm. Lin Ping pressed the play button on the tape recorder, and the melodious music prelude came out of it, this song is the very famous "Tale of a Small Town".

As soon as the singing in the tape recorder sounded, Zhao Yuejun sang with the singing voice in the tape recorder, to be honest, Teresa Teng's songs are sung very well in Mandarin, and the words are clear and round, which is very suitable for learning Mandarin and practicing accents, so Zhao Yuejun's Mandarin is also very good, and she speaks like Teresa Teng's songs, and spits out word by word unhurriedly.

Lin Ping thought to himself: Fortunately, Zhao Yuejun's father couldn't like Jay Chou at that time, otherwise Zhao Yuejun's speed and clarity might be difficult.

Listening to Zhao Yuejun's melodious singing, Lin Ping knew that although Zhao Yuejun was in the dark, the music would illuminate her way forward.