(one hundred and thirty)

Busy in the middle of summer, the three are running around, and the two are chatting with each other

The summer vacation began, Ling Feng was busy again, and the time was carefully calculated: every morning to catch the first bus No. 99, to Sidao Village Yangfan Tutoring School exactly half past six, the first class also began, three classes in a row to eleven o'clock at noon; Lunch, the time is busy and compact, at 12 o'clock Jiaxin Culture and Art School's junior high school mathematics class will be taught, there is a Rubik's Cube class after the end, the Rubik's Cube class has been until three o'clock in the afternoon; three o'clock in the afternoon to the small dining table, after a class in most cases will end all the courses of the day.

In Ling Feng's teaching career, the most classes in a day were nine classes, only one day, and it was more than ten o'clock in the evening when he got home at night.

Throughout the holiday course, Ling Feng was deeply impressed by the hard-working spirit of the rural children, and being able to get up early means that they would go to bed early, and they had already entered the learning state at half past six in the morning, and most of the children in the city should still be asleep. Ling Feng remembered that when he was a child, if he didn't sleep at ten o'clock at night, his father would urge: "What time is it, still not sleeping?"

Rural children can get up early is also a long-term habit of life, 99 bus city at 5:40 start, to Sidao Village entrance at about 6:20, the first bus is not to the funeral home, but into the village to go around, usually pull up the students who take the morning bus to school, the holiday pull on the early bus to the city of the villagers, at 6:30 punctual out of Sidao Village.

There are a total of seven students in Jiaxin's elementary school math class, not counting Yizi, and Ling Feng took two-thirds of the tuition fees of the remaining six people, and from this holiday, the cost of each student per class has been raised to thirty yuan. Jiaxin Rubik's Cube class has a total of 12 students, several grades have, the fee is set up according to 158 yuan per person for eight classes, eight courses are completed after the third order to restore the six sides, and then the second and fourth order Rubik's Cube classes are opened, there are only eight students left, and the tuition fee is increased to 198 yuan for eight classes, followed by the gold tower, apples, and the fifth order, there are only six students left, and the tuition fee has reached 258 yuan for eight classes. As for the small dinner table every day, there are only two second-year junior high school students left, and the tuition fee has to be split with the fat sister, which is not at all to make money.

Teacher Xiao Liu, who taught Latin dance in Jiaxin, gave Ling Feng two surprises. The Latin dance teaching class was in the morning, and when Ling Feng arrived at Jiaxin School at 12 noon, Teacher Xiao Liu had already left after class.

Once on a cloudy day, Ling Feng was afraid of rain on the road, so he hurriedly bought a few buns and carried them back to Jiaxin School. Today, Mr. Liu's hair was not pulled up high, but spread out. Ling Feng remembered the incident in Beidaihe during the last year's holiday, wasn't Teacher Liu the girl he met when he went back to the B&B to pick up his luggage?

After discovering that Teacher Xiao Liu was an "acquaintance", Ling Feng spent the following week shopping for lunch every day, and he could see Teacher Liu every day, but it was a matter of distance.

The staircase leading to the corridor on the second floor in the small courtyard of Jiaxin School is divided into two sections, one is against the building wall, one is facing the building wall, the two stairs are 90 degrees, the staircase is 90 degrees and the outdoor corridor on the second floor is also 90 degrees, and the staircase of one meter and two widths is divided into two parts: 500cm and 700cm wide and narrow, which is set up for the convenience and distinction of primary school students going up and down the stairs.

On this day, Ling Feng went home to Xin School with a bun as usual, and he could see the courtyard gate of Jiaxin School, but he didn't see Teacher Xiao Liu. Ling Feng continued to walk forward, and the courtyard gate approached step by step, but Teacher Xiao Liu never appeared.

"Could it be that Teacher Liu is already gone?" Ling Feng thought so.

Ling Feng sometimes likes to be more truthful, and he is willing to find out the root cause when he encounters something. On the day of the end of the trip to Beidaihe last year, Ling Feng heard the same feminine singing voice as Qiqihar, and he saw Teacher Liu at the door of that homestay. Due to his age, of course Teacher Xiao Liu could not be the one who sang, but Ling Feng always felt that the feminine singing voice had something to do with Teacher Xiao Liu.

Ling Feng walked into the small courtyard of Jiaxin School with reverie, first stepped on a section of stairs facing the building wall, and then arrived at the staircase against the wall. Ling Feng's body turned ninety degrees and just stepped on the steps of the staircase against the wall, and with a "bang", the door of the corridor of Jiaxin School on the second floor rang. Ling Feng continued to climb the stairs, but he heard a familiar singing voice in his ears.

"I haven't felt it yet, the climate where the snowflakes are blooming, we tremble together, we will understand better, what is gentleness. ”

Before Ling Feng finished walking the stairs against the wall, Xiao Liu's beautiful figure had already appeared in the corridor on the second floor. This is also the first time that she has walked to the opposite side, Ling Feng looked up at Teacher Xiao Liu, Teacher Liu also saw Ling Feng, but her footsteps did not decrease, she just nodded at Ling Feng, and passed by Ling Feng.

"I haven't walked through the barren sand dunes holding hands with you, maybe from now on, I will learn to cherish it. ”

Teacher Xiao Liu's singing voice in that feminine voice was very similar to the singing voice heard in Qiqihar, but it was still slightly different, but the singing voice had reached this point, and Ling Feng reflexively reached out and slapped it against the wall.

"Teacher Ling Feng, did you do it on purpose?" Teacher Xiao Liu stood at the junction of the two flights of stairs and asked back.

"What? Sorry to disturb you singing. Ling Feng asked, standing at the junction between the staircase against the wall and the corridor on the second floor.

"It's not a matter of interruption, it's the fact that you slapped the wall for the word "cherish". Teacher Liu said.

"What's wrong?" Ling Feng decided to find out.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a memory from my childhood. Teacher Liu replied.

"You sang this song in such a feminine voice, and it is also a memory of mine. Ling Feng replied.

"Teacher Ling Feng, how did you arrange this course? Teacher Xiao Liu put forward his intention.

"Okay, that's what I mean, I don't think it's as good as this, my vacation classes will be over in early August, and I'll find time to talk about it at that time. Ling Feng said.

"Okay, it's still the same point tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you tell me the specific time, I have to leave now quickly, there will be classes in a while, bye-bye." Teacher Liu hurriedly left.

Looking at Teacher Xiao Liu's distant back, Ling Feng made various assumptions in his heart, but each assumption did not leave the core that Teacher Xiao Liu had something to do with that feminine singing.

In the evening, when Ling Feng counted the class, the class of Jiaxin School ended one day later than the class of Sidao due to the art show, and the morning of the last day was chosen.

At noon the next day, Ling Feng returned from Sidao and came to Jiaxin School, where Teacher Xiao Liu was waiting in the courtyard.

"Teacher Xiao Liu, I've counted the class hours, can you see it on the morning of August 4?" Ling Feng asked.

"Teacher Ling Feng, listen to you, we will still be in Jiaxin when the time comes, there are many classrooms here, and there is a place to chat. Teacher Liu said.

Ling Feng smiled and nodded in agreement, there is indeed no more suitable place than Jiaxin School.

The days passed repeatedly, and Ling Feng always had a feeling about the holiday tutoring, that is, the more tired he felt in the later stage, and he completely lost the momentum at the beginning of the holiday.

The four-course class is over, and I can finally take a breath.

On the morning of August 4th, Ling Feng went straight to Jiaxin School with a relaxed face, this morning, it was the day to make an appointment to meet with Teacher Xiao Liu for a detailed chat, and three more classes in the afternoon, and the holiday classes were all over.

The arrangement of Jiaxin's school holidays is divided into two parts, whether it is a trusteeship homework class or a new class cram school, you need to come for another week before the start of school, Wei Feng Laoshi is probably arranged to consider the stability of the new semester coursework to guide students, and Jiaxin's specialty class can be completed in the first stage due to the small number of class hours.

Originally, I thought that Jiaxin would be very quiet because of the holidays of each class, but I didn't expect the parents in the corridor to be Ling Feng's surprise.

"Teacher Ling Feng, why are you here? Isn't it 12 o'clock at noon?" Wei Feng's mother-in-law was a little surprised when she suddenly saw Ling Feng's arrival.

"It's right to start class at 12 noon, I came early to make an appointment with Teacher Liu to talk about things. Ling Feng replied.

"Teacher Xiao Liu has a string of classes, you wait for a while, she will leave class in a while. Wei Feng's mother-in-law went back to the office after speaking.

"As for Teacher Wei Feng's mother-in-law, Ling Feng can't make up his mind about the name, what should he call it? Follow other teachers to call aunt? But Teacher Wei Feng's mother-in-law is only in her early sixties, and she looks young, and her eldest sister is all of this age. It doesn't seem appropriate to call it sister, I usually work with Mr. Wei Feng and other teachers, isn't it taking advantage of being a senior? Both titles are not appropriate, so I can only call them nothing.

Ling Feng walked into the reading room of Jiaxin School and walked in front of the bookshelves, but what kept hearing was the sonorous voice of Teacher Liu in the dance studio.

"That's right, this is Teacher Xiao Liu's original timbre, but why does she use that kind of feminine voice when singing?" The thinking of doubts wandered in Ling Feng's mind again.

After a burst of music, Mr. Liu's Latin dance class finally ended. Ling Feng walked to the door of the reading room and saw a group of preschoolers leaving one by one, each followed by a "follower" of seventy or eighty years behind him.

"Teacher Ling Feng, you wait for me, I'll wash my face. Teacher Xiao Liu walked past Ling Feng and said.

"Don't worry, you wash slowly when it's hot, and rest for a while. Ling Feng instructed.

Teacher Xiao Liu entered the bathroom, the Latin dance students and their "followers" also disappeared, and the whole Jiaxin School was quiet again.

"Teacher Ling Feng, don't you need me to avoid it. Teacher Wei Feng's mother-in-law stood at the door of the office and asked.

"No, no, if you're okay or don't go, it's just right to have you. Ling Feng said.

Ling Feng thinks that he is not a bad person, but he still has to give Teacher Liu enough security.

After about ten minutes, Teacher Liu walked into the reading room with a fresh face, and sat opposite Ling Feng, his face was so familiar.

"Teacher Liu, do you know where I first saw you?" asked Ling Feng.

"Wasn't it at the art show before the holidays? I saw you for the first time at that time. Teacher Liu said.

"But I saw you in Beidaihe last August. Ling Feng replied.

"Really, I'm not impressed. Teacher Liu wondered.

"At that time, you and a lady went out of the door of a B&B building, and you wore your hair like this today. Ling Feng described.

"I didn't think about you, but I remembered one thing, did you hit the wall again that day?" Teacher Liu asked.

"Shooting, is it bothering you?" Ling Feng guessed.

"That's great, finally found you. Teacher Liu was a little excited.

Listening to Xiao Liu's tone, Ling Feng felt relieved, it didn't seem to be a bad thing.

"Teacher Ling Feng, I want to ask, do you shoot the wall when you hear others sing, or do you shoot the wall when you hear others take a shower?"

I don't have a hobby of that. Ling Feng said.

"Isn't that right? Didn't you just shoot the wall when I sang that day? And didn't you also admit to shooting the wall in Beidaihe just now?" Teacher Xiao Liu is reasonable.

"Then you can sing another song. "Ling Feng wants to prove that he is not a crazy person who shoots the wall.

"Then I know, you shoot the wall specifically for that song, and you shoot the word "cherish" for that sentence, right?" Teacher Xiao Liu is thorough at a point.

"Teacher Liu, can you tell me why you want to sing this song? This song has been around for many years. Ling Feng asked.

"When I was a child, I used to hear people sing it, and I used to sing it a lot. Teacher Liu replied.

"Teacher Liu, tell me the story between you and this song when you were a child!" Ling Feng continued.

"I was as old as these children just now, and I went to Qiqihar with my mother and aunt to relax, and lived in an aunt's shop, in the summer, my aunt and I basically took a shower in the bathroom of the store every day, and my aunt was willing to sing this song when she took a shower, but every time she sang, there would be a nasty ghost slapping the wall, and when the sound of slapping the wall sounded, my aunt stopped singing. Teacher Xiao Liu said.

"Therefore, you will say these words, and you will also learn your aunt's feminine voice to sing?" Ling Feng had understood.

"Yes, that's right. Teacher Liu replied.

"Is the store you live in called Finger Finger Art?" Ling Feng already had the answer in his heart, just to confirm it himself.

"That's right, how do you know? Could it be that you are the ......" Teacher Liu Bingxue was clever and had already guessed.

"yes, I'm the nasty guy who slaps the wall. Ling Feng smiled.

"Teacher Ling Feng, I'm sorry, in fact, what I said was what I thought when I was a child, not only do you not hate it, but I also have to thank you. Teacher Xiao Liu hurriedly explained.

"I don't understand, how do you say that?" Ling Feng was confused.

"Teacher Ling Feng, let's do this, you can tell me the story of slapping the wall first. Teacher Xiao Liu made a request.

"You said to shoot the wall, I asked him to beat the beat, it was a complete coincidence at first, and then I patted and patted and got used to it, a day without shooting like something less, I remember about a month in a row, the last time should be the fifteenth day of August of the lunar calendar, since that day onwards I heard the feminine singing again, it was in the Beidaihe B&B. Ling Feng recalled the past.