Lao Mu always remembers the meeting of the Education Committee very seriously, and the biggest gain of this meeting for him is that the registration for the correspondence course of the middle school teacher has begun, and after registration, he will take the unified examination this month, and he can only enter the school after passing the exam. Lao Mu felt that this exam was very important to him, and he had to think about passing this exam no matter what.

As soon as the meeting ended, he said goodbye to Principal Wang briefly, and went to the town's photo studio, the photo studio is located on the lower edge of the river embankment in the south of the town, an old-fashioned blue brick house, the special feature of the house is that the house is very deep inside, the middle is divided into two rooms, the outside is separated by a glass window only a table and a chair of the financial room, in addition to the financial room that collects money, there is also a chair placed against the wall, which is used for the rest and waiting of the photographers, and some enlarged black and white and slightly colored photos are hung on the walls on both sides.

Lao Mu locked the bicycle at the door of the photo studio, walked in, there was no one outside, the door of the financial room was locked, the door lock was not locked, and at a glance, the people inside did not go far, Lao Mu coughed and shouted: "Is there anyone?"

"Who?" The curtain between the two partitions was lifted, and an old man with glasses came out, the old man was quite tall, his eye sockets were deep, and his big back head was neatly combed, although he was mixed with a lot of white hair, but his face was ruddy, and he looked energetic, especially the pen inserted in the pocket of his white jacket on his upper body, and he looked like a cultural person.

"Are you?" the old man asked with a smile on his face.

Lao Mu looked very familiar, and when he saw the old man asking who he was, he immediately said, "I'm here to take pictures, we seem to have met somewhere." ”

"I'm retired from the county cultural center, have you been there before?" the old man asked tentatively.

"County Cultural Center!" Lao Mu repeated, paused for a moment, and then said: "I remember, you are the director of the museum there, you saw my writing at that time, and praised me!"

Lao Mu looked at Director Yu in front of him, and immediately thought of the days when he was in middle school in the county, when Lao Mu ran to the library every Sunday, as a member of the propaganda committee of the class, he was afraid of falling behind, and the books full of passion in the library attracted him tightly, that is, this book relationship, so that Lao Mu and Director Yu had a New Year's friendship. It was a sunny day, Lao Mu went to the library to return the book as usual, never thought that when passing through a factory, for some reason, there was a pool of stagnant water near the factory, because he was in a hurry, he was tripped and fell to the ground, and his clothes got a piece of sewage, not to mention, the most terrible thing was that the book fell on the mud, although Lao Mu carefully wiped it again and again, the cover of the book was still stained with traces of sludge, because of this trace, the librarian asked him to lose a dime, although the money was not much, but at that time it was Lao Mu's living expenses for a week, where could Lao Mu get it, he was so anxious that tears were about to fall out, and when he was in a stalemate, a middle-aged man came overThe middle-aged man asked the librarian to take a piece of paper and a pen, and let Lao Mu lie down at the front desk to write a letter of guarantee, Lao Mu's line is well-known in the school, and the middle-aged man saw Lao Mu's good handwriting, and praised it again and again! Later, when Lao Mu borrowed the book, he met the curator of the year, and he would say hello, who knew that 20 years had passed, and the curator of the year had retired to this photo studio.

"Why are you here?" Lao Mu was a little surprised to see the old curator in front of him here.

"You can still remember me, although your appearance hasn't changed much over the years, so I feel familiar when I see you. Director Yu did not directly answer Lao Mu's question, but smiled a little gratefully, and then explained: "My eldest son is the photographer here and the person in charge here, and now due to the poor efficiency, he often goes out to contact other businesses, so I usually lean here and watch the store for him, plus I did this when I was young, so I retired and started to do the business that I left many years ago!"

"There is only such a photo studio in a town, isn't it profitable?" Lao Mu felt a little surprised.

"It's not as good as before, although there is only one photo studio, but there are mobile photographers in the countryside, and their level is not bad, which doesn't make the business of our photo studio more and more weak, my son wants to do some other business to supplement the photo studio, so let me watch, he is busy with other business!" Director Yu paused when he said this, and suddenly felt that he was talking a little too much, so he stopped the topic and asked Lao Mu: "Tell me what kind of photos you want to take?"

"Black and white one inch, this is not going to register for the exam, you need two one-inch photos, so I want to rush it out, can you see it?" Lao Mu felt that it should be much easier to meet acquaintances here.

"No problem, what exams are you taking now?" asked Director Yu with concern.

"I have been a private teacher for so many years, and I don't have the opportunity to become a regular teacher, but I have brushed it off because of my academic qualifications, and I am now signing up for the correspondence exam and getting a diploma. Lao Mu hurriedly explained.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm definitely no worse than my son!" Director Yu said, opened the door of the financial room, sat down and opened the bill, and said as he opened: "Look, acquaintances are here and charge you fees, I'm not embarrassed!"

"How can you not charge a fee, and you can't work in vain!" Lao Mu felt that it was much easier to have an acquaintance, and he didn't want to save the cost of taking pictures.

"Okay, if you want to expedit, you should have added another five yuan, for the sake of our old acquaintances, the expedited fee will be charged two yuan less!"

Lao Mu expressed his gratitude and paid the money on the list to Director Yu.

After paying the money, Lao Mu followed Director Yu into the photography room in the middle, the room was a little dark, Director Yu turned on the light, and suddenly it was much brighter, Director Yu asked Lao Mu to sit on the bench in front of the camera, gently moved the special lamp for photography, adjusted the angle, and then gently uncovered the red cloth covered by the old-fashioned camera, Lao Mu noticed that Director Yu was very skillful in operation, inserting the board, focusing, and then said softly: "Okay, look here, one, two." ”

Immediately heard a "pop", Director Yu smiled and said, "Okay!"

Lao Mu smiled happily at the curator and said, "You are really an expert, very skilled!"

"I was engaged in propaganda in the army before liberation, and if I hadn't been injured in a battle, I wouldn't have returned to the place, but after so many years, it seems a little bit handy, but it's still a bit kind to operate this!"

When Lao Mu heard Director Yu say that he was engaged in propaganda before the liberation, he immediately had some respect: "I didn't expect you to be a hero who came out of the war!"

"I can't talk about heroes, I was just a propaganda officer at that time, and compared to you juniors, I can only be your waiter!" Director Yu said very modestly and easily.

Lao Mu felt very kind to the curator's statement that he would be a waiter, if it weren't for the old curator who was willing to be a waiter, he would really have to tighten his belt for a week.

"You are too modest in what you say, compared to you, we seem much smaller!" Lao Mu felt that Director Yu in front of him was the director of the Cultural Center after all, and he should know a lot about cultural matters, so he wanted to chat with him a few more words, and by the way, inquire about the correspondence study.

"You've been working in the agency all your life, and you're culturally involved, and I'd like to ask you some questions. Lao Mu said very politely.

"Say it, as long as I know, I will naturally know everything, and I will do everything I can!" Director Yu smiled, feeling that Lao Mu in front of him was so studious back then, and he didn't go to school, there must be a reason, so he naturally felt that he didn't need to ask in detail, but to answer Lao Mu's question, he should naturally serve.

"I heard that there is a nongguang school, I don't know how much you know?" At this time, Lao Mu has learned enough about the correspondence course of the middle school, and when he mentioned his registration today, he immediately thought of Tiancheng's agricultural and Guangguang school, and it stands to reason that the agricultural school should also sign up, but he didn't know how to help ask, when he saw Director Yu, he actually immediately thought of this question, but he didn't find an introduction to speak, and now Director Yu readily promised to let him ask some questions, so he naturally wanted to inquire more.

"You've got to the root of it, of course you know, and you know a lot!" said Director Yu looked very confident.

"I have a classmate who wants to sign up for study, but I don't know where to sign up?" Lao Mu looked a little anxious.

"You asked the right person, my youngest son is in charge of this matter, I will write you an address, you let your classmates go to him according to this address, won't everything be solved?" Director Yu said, walked into the financial room, wrote down the detailed address and unit on the table, and wrote the name of the youngest son, walked out and handed it to Lao Mu, and said to Lao Mu: "You let the classmate take this note to my youngest son, and then tell him that I let him go." ”

Lao Mu took the note, put it in his pocket without looking at it carefully, and thanked the curator: "I thank you on behalf of my old classmates!"

"Look, what I said just now, I just want to be a good waiter, as long as you juniors need it, we will be honored to do a good job, and I promise to spare no effort!" said himself, laughing first.

Lao Mu felt like a warm current passing through his heart, and he held the hand of the curator, feeling like holding the hand of his relatives, powerful and transmitting heat.

Out of the photo studio, Lao Mu remembered that there was another important task in the town today, that is, to visit his son in Qingcheng Middle School, and then send some living expenses to his son, he looked at his watch, the hour hand had pointed to eleven o'clock, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and rode in the direction of Qingcheng Middle School.