Tang Tian once thought that the family and friends she loved were an indispensable part of her life, but ......

Tang Tian gradually came back to her senses from her memories, and she couldn't help but let out a faint sigh, she said, "For me, the festival may be a small wish. ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, the voice was a little hurried, but with a little caution, Tang Tian's eyebrows frowned slightly, took the clothes on his body, walked to the door, and asked softly, "Who is it?"

A childish voice rang out outside the door, "Teacher, it's me." ”

When Tang Tian heard it, the voice seemed to be her student, and she hurriedly opened the door.

At this time, it was completely dark, there was a cold wind blowing outside, there were frozen sharp ice lings on the eaves, and there were two little girls, one big and one small, standing outside the door.

The two of them carried a large bamboo basket on their backs, and the bamboo basket contained firewood, and the two children were Tang Tian's students. The rain had formed a thin layer of ice on the two of them, and their wet hair was faintly white, and their little faces were red from the cold.

Tang Tian's heart suddenly pinched, and he hurriedly pulled the two of them into the room. Her voice was low and anxious, and she said, "What are you two doing here so late?"

The older little girl leaned back, for fear that their muddy shoes would stain the house, and her voice was very small, and she said, "Teacher Tang, my grandmother said that it will be freezing rain in the past few days, and the heavy snow has blocked the mountain road, so the two of us are afraid that you will be cold, teacher, so we went to pick up some firewood." ”

The younger girl put down the bamboo basket on her body and panted slightly.

These two children are Tang Tian's students, the older girl is called Ermaya, and the younger girl is called Ermaxing, their parents are working in other places, and there is only one grandmother in the family who is taking care of them.

Ermaya saw Ermaxing put the bamboo basket on the ground, for fear of soiling the floor of the room, and shouted at her, "Don't make the teacher's room dirty." ”

When Erma Xing heard this, she immediately panicked, her crystal eyes were like deer, she looked at her sister timidly, leaned down, and was about to carry the bamboo basket again.

When Tang Tian saw it, she hurriedly grabbed Erma Xing's little hand, her little hand was cold, these hands that should have been soft and delicate children's hands were red, thick, cracked, and there were a few chilblains at the joints of her little hands, which made people feel extremely distressed when they looked at it.

Tang Tian's heart sank slightly, and there was a little wound in the depths of his eyes. I was so moved that I was confused.

She remembered how she had suffered so much when she was a child. My mother once said, "A girl should have a pair of beautiful hands, slender and white, and that is the girl's second face." ”

Her mother never let Tang Tian work, she went to college and learned to do laundry, and it wasn't until later that she learned to cook. Erma's small hands were as cold as December ice, and they looked like carrots. Tang Tian's heart was so sour.

Wu Chenyan hurriedly walked over, looking at the two sisters, all the rest were distressed after being moved, she was a little anxious, so that her voice seemed a little louder, he said, "You two run out like this, how worried the people in the family will be, do you know? The mountain road is difficult to walk, what can you do if something happens to you?"

The two children shrunk their hands in fright, lowered their heads, and rubbed their muddy shoes and trouser legs uneasily.

Erma Xing was only a seven-year-old child, very timid, and a little girl of the Yi nationality, and she was immediately frightened to cry, she cried while saying, "Teacher, let's ...... We are afraid...... Teacher Gu ...... coldly, "She cried as she spoke, and her red little face was suddenly wiped into a little flower face by her little hands.

Liu Lingbin walked over, took the towel, gently wiped the tears on the little girl's face, and comforted in a low voice, he said, "The teacher didn't blame you, he was worried about you." Well, stop crying. ”

Erma Xing stopped crying, looking at the handsome and extraordinary Liu Lingbin, a flash of brilliance flashed in her bright eyes, she had never been such a handsome man in the mountains, in her eyes, Liu Lingbin was like a fairy. Hearing his words, she naturally stopped crying.

Perhaps, Liu Lingbin's face, as well as the tenderness he gave her, will shine in this little girl's life. Warm her for a lifetime.

It was a cold night.

Liu Lingbin helped Er Maya put down the bamboo basket and held a little girl in one hand, not disliking the mud on the trouser legs and shoes of the two of them. Sitting on the bamboo chair, he carefully took off his shoes and damp pants for them. Then he carried them and sat down by the fire.

After doing this, Liu Lingbin got dressed and got up, went to Erma's house and told the old lady that the two children stayed with Tang Tian, and Tang Tian came to take care of them all night.

Tang Tian and Wu Chenyan boiled some ginger soup and brown sugar water for the two children, asking them to warm up. Then I got hot water and helped the two children freshen up.

The two children were exhausted from walking a lot of mountain roads, they washed their faces, warmed their feet, and already had sleepiness. When Tang Tian helped the two of them soak their feet, the two of them had already dozed off.

Tang Tian's voice was very low, gentle as the sunshine of spring, and she said, "Good, sleep here with the teacher." ”

The two little girls nodded sensibly, lay down on the bed, closed their eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Wu Chenyan turned the fire in the fire cage very strongly, and the fire in the fire cage "crackled", reflecting the little faces of the two children with chilblains.

Tang Tian sat by the fire, baking the clothes of the two children. As soon as she looked down, she saw two baskets of firewood on the ground, and her eyes moistened slightly.

Tang Tian pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Wu Chenyan packed up her homework book, got up, and tucked the quilt for the two children, there was a slight sound in her throat, trembling slightly, and her forbearance voice was as soft as a feather, she didn't want Tang Tian to hear it.

She folded the quilt for the two children, took the half-worn clothes of the two children, and sewed them carefully.

The volunteer teachers in the mountains endure these hardships that ordinary people can't bear, they don't have the profession of professional teachers, but they have more sincerity. They are bringing warmth to these children in their own way, and sharing some new things and beauty they know with these children in their way. Here, they are not just teachers, but more than that, they are friends and loved ones of these children.

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