A bus was driving in the southwestern mountains, with nearly 10 men and women sitting in the car.

Peng Shengli, who once secretly nibbled on cold steamed buns on the roof of the dormitory, has become one of the successful people. came out to play, everyone was dressed very casually, only Peng Shengli was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and it was like going to participate in business negotiations.

In Ding Ming's words, it is a suit for work, a suit for holidays, a suit for dating, a suit for travel, and Lao Peng almost slept in a suit.

Perhaps this is a kind of compensation for the bad boyhood, last night at a drinking party, in the face of the ridicule of old friends, Peng Shengli said with the strength of wine: "When I was a child, there was not even a TV set in the village, and the first time I saw a suit, it was worn by a teacher who came to the village to teach." At that time, I felt so good that I dreamed of having one. But it wasn't until I graduated from college and was pulled by Lao Ding to go to work in Sogou that I bought the first suit in my life. Whether it's psychological compensation or stinky showmanship, anyway, I feel very handsome in a suit, and the whole person is full of power. ”

Zhou Zhengyu's mouth was still so damaged, and he laughed and said: "The insurance seller also thinks so." ”

Peng Shengli smiled and didn't answer, but his wife sat next to him and glanced at Zhou Zhengyu with dissatisfaction.

Yes, Peng Shengli is already married. His wife is his hometown, the two are in the neighboring village, they met when they were in junior high school, and they are currently working as teachers in a primary school in Beijing. Last year, they quietly fumbled for certificates, and no one notified them, and only made up for it once when they returned to their hometown for the Chinese New Year, and feasted their relatives and neighbors in their respective villages to eat and drink.

Li Yaolin also brought his wife this time, and threw the children to his parents to take with him, the main purpose was to catch up with old friends, not to come back to participate in the centennial celebration.

Ding Ming's doctor's girlfriend has been officially upgraded to a wife, and she is currently staying in the capital with a big belly, and is taken care of by his mother-in-law throughout the process. One is the company's president who is busy, and the other is a student who only has cells in his eyes, and he is too lazy to hold a wedding like that, and plans to wait for the child to go on a honeymoon to get married after weaning.

At this time, in the car, several women chatted together.

Lin Zhuoyun unexpectedly has a common language with Peng Shengli's wife, and they are both interested in literature. In contrast, Li Yaolin's wife always talks about trivial things and likes to talk about the gossip of colleagues in the unit, which really makes Lin Zhuoyun uninterested. In order to avoid snubbing the other party, Lin Zhuoyun deliberately talked about the issue of children's education, and Li Yaolin's wife really confronted Lin Zhuoyun's brain waves and began to discuss how to correct children's mistakes.

The singing video is fermenting on the Internet, although the topic is extremely hot, but Lin Zhuoyun has not been exposed much. Because the official video of Fudan University of Social and Political Science was not uploaded to the Internet at all, and all that was thrown was a blurry version taken by students with their mobile phones.

It wasn't until a student uploaded a close-up photo that Lin Zhuoyun was finally recognized.

An online writer under the banyan tree was very surprised to post on the Tianya forum, and also linked to the photo of the student, and posted a few group photos and said: "It's unbelievable, I actually know Song Weiyang's wife and there are photos to prove it." At that time, everyone didn't know her true identity, only that she was the editor-in-chief of Banyan Magazine, and she was a well-known veteran author of the Banyan Tree website......"

Then Lin Zhuoyun's mobile phone was blown up, including Ning Caishen, Lu Jinbo and many other authors, who called her one after another to ask her for verification. Ning Caishen even had doubts, and asked the author of "The Three-Body Problem", Zenith Xingren, if it was Song Weiyang, and when would it be able to resume the update!

Immediately afterwards, people kept visiting the magazine and wanted to seek business cooperation with Lin Zhuoyun, which annoyed Lin Zhuoyun and came to travel with Song Weiyang.

"It's almost there, right?" Ding Mingyuan asked, looking at the mountain.

Just in front of an old farmer driving a donkey cart, Song Weiyang asked the driver to stop, stuck his head out of the car window and asked, "Fellow, how to get to Shanshenmiao Village?"

"Phew!"

The old farmer grabbed the reins and replied in a thick dialect accent: "There are still more than ten or twenty miles ahead, and I have been walking along the county road, and when I arrived in the town, I changed to take the machine farming road to Bamen Village, and after Bamen Village, I went up the mountain to the mountain temple village." ”

"Thanks, fellow," Song Weiyang threw out a cigarette, "and then!"

The old farmer is like a martial arts master catching a dart, and he is extremely accurate in holding a cigarette. He glanced at the logo on the filter and found that he didn't recognize the brand, so he put the cigarette behind his ear and whipped the donkey cart: "Drink...... Drink!"

The bus continued to move forward, and the friends from the city seemed to be quite interested in the donkey cart as a means of transportation, and they chattered about it.

After driving away from the county road, the potholed machine plow road almost knocked the bus over. This is nothing, the broken machine farming road can only go to Bamen Village, and there is only one road up the mountain to continue to advance, and everyone must abandon the car and walk.

Mountain Temple Village is where Nie Daxian lives now.

And the mountain temple is the view of the abbot of Nie Daxian.

The mountain road here is not steep, and there is even a roadbed two or three meters wide.

This roadbed was built during the land reform in the 50s, and the government guided the villagers to level the graves and open up the wasteland, and then widened the two-foot-wide mountain road into a two-meter-wide dirt road. It's a pity that the mountain temple village is too remote, almost no motor vehicles enter and exit, and after a few decades, only the roadbed remains, and the weeds on both sides are overgrown, revealing only the middle of the mountain path.

The crowd had been walking in the mountains for more than 40 minutes when they suddenly heard a noise ahead.

When I turned around the mountain pass, I saw that men and women were working hard to build the road under the scorching sun. The roadside has been cleared of weeds and trees, the collapsed places have been paved with stones, and women are squatting to rubble the pavement.

Zhou Zhengyu carried a bottle of Coke and asked, "Fellow, is it a mountain temple village in front?"

"Right. A man with a sledgehammer nodded.

Zhou Zhengyu asked again: "Then do you know Nie Jun? He is a Taoist priest." ”

The man immediately grinned: "Teacher Nie's friend, he takes classes in the village. You go back with the stone movers, and you will be in the village in forty or fifty minutes. ”

What the hell is Mr. Nie?

A few villagers came over with wheelbarrows, unloaded the gravel from the cart, and then turned around and went back to the village, and Song Weiyang and the others hurriedly followed.

During all kinds of conversations along the way, these villagers praised Teacher Nie for being a good person, but they couldn't tell why a Taoist priest became a teacher.

The friends all weakened their legs and finally came to the village.

In fact, all the way to the boundary of the mountain temple village, the so-called "village" is where the village committee is located, this area is flatter, so the farmers are more densely populated.

"Fuck, it's such a big temple!" Li Yaolin exclaimed.

It's really big, and in the middle of this deep mountain, there is actually a majestic temple.

The temple gate is built with good stones, and you can vaguely see the three big characters of "Mountain Temple". The wall is more than two meters high, but many places have collapsed, and the inside and outside of the wall have even been reclaimed as vegetable patches for summer vegetables such as cucumbers.

Before entering the temple, you can hear the sound of reading aloud.

Two gates, four columns.

On the two pillars of the first gate, there are signs such as "Mountain Temple Village Villager Committee". The two pillars of the second gate are hung with couplets, the upper couplet says: chasing the tiger and wolf for 3,000 miles, and the lower couplet says: Protecting the people's millions of homes.

The couplet is engraved on two nanmu panels, and the gold paint has weathered and mottled. When you get closer, you can still see all kinds of children's graffiti, such as "Wang Chao is a big fool" written below the three characters "Three Thousand Miles", and a steaming piece of painted next to "Millions", and a stickman peeing on the.

The side halls on both sides of the instrument gate are used as village committee offices, accounting offices, and so on.

Passing through the instrument gate, I immediately saw a flagpole with a five-star red flag fluttering in the wind.

The main hall dedicated to the mountain god was directly converted into a classroom, and there was a sign hanging at the door of the mountain temple village elementary school.

Song Weiyang stepped on the stone steps to the front of the hall, only to see that the statue of the main seat of the main hall still existed, and he was staring at the front with a wide range of eyes. There should have been other idols on either side, but they had long since been removed, and only a few stone foundations remained there.

There are rows of desks in the hall, and a blackboard on each side of the wall.

Nie Jun was scumbag, combed in a bun, wore a T-shirt, a pair of shorts, and slippers, and was standing in front of the blackboard on the left to teach Chinese. The students in the rows on the right are writing their math homework with their backs to Nie Jun.

Sensing that someone was coming at the door, Nie Jun turned his head to look, and immediately smiled and said to the student: "Copy the words taught today 10 times." ”

The students were not surprised, some of the children carefully copied the new words, and some of the children looked curiously at the visitors.

"Why are you here?" Nie Jun stepped on his slippers and came out.

Zhou Zhengyu threw the Coke in his hand over and asked, "Didn't you say that you would be a Taoist priest? Why did you come to be a rural teacher?"

"Catch the ducks on the shelves. Nie Jun smiled bitterly.

It turned out that according to Nie Jun's investigation and research, this mountain temple was built in the middle of the Qing Dynasty.

The ancestors of the villagers were all Li Dingguo's subordinates, and they settled here after the defeat. After more than 100 years of reproduction, the village became richer and richer, and there were also poetry and book heirlooms, and finally a big official came out in the Qianlong period.

This mountain temple is built by the big official, and the mountain god enshrined in the main hall is actually the famous king Li Dingguo of the Qing Dynasty, and the other gods are all Li Dingguo's subordinates. There are even other side halls, the Niangniang Hall is dedicated to Li Dingguo's concubine, and it was also converted into a classroom before, but due to fewer and fewer students, the Niangniang Hall has been abandoned, and now it has become Nie Jun's study.

The successive abbots of the mountain temple were concurrently served by the village chief (patriarch). During the Anti-Japanese War, the mountain temple was also lent to the guerrillas as a military camp, so there was a period of incense in New China, not only was it not demolished, but it was recognized as an authentic temple. It's just that the abbot of the mountain temple can no longer be concurrently served by the village party secretary and the village head, and must be a Taoist priest with Taoist credentials.

Later, the village committee requisitioned several side halls of Yimen for office, and the mountain temple and the Niangniang hall were used as classrooms.

In any case, there has always been an abbot in the mountain temple, and this abbot has always had an official Taoist certificate.

Nie Jun said: "I found this mountain temple from the list of the Taoist Association. At the time, I felt very strange, so I ran to take a look at it, and I wrote my graduation thesis on the research of the mountain temple. The first abbot of New China here was a wounded and lame guerrilla. The second-generation abbot is the son of a partisan and is currently lying in a ward in the county hospital. The third generation of abbots is me. ”

"I asked you how you became a teacher?" Zhou Zhengyu said.

Nie Jun said: "In this broken place, the young people who volunteer to teach can't stay. The old headmaster died again last year, and I can only take over temporarily. ”

Ding Ming asked, "You plan to teach here all the time?"

"I can't teach for a few years," Nie Jun said with a smile, "A few years ago, a policy of withdrawing points and merging schools was introduced, and according to regulations, such rural primary schools should be abolished and collectively merged into township middle schools." Some of the students had already gone to the central school in the town, and only about 30 students remained in the mountains, so the classrooms on the side of the Niangniang Hall were abandoned. ”

Li Yaolin's wife asked, "Why don't these 30 or so students leave?"

Nie Jun said: "From here to the town to study, adults have to walk for at least three and a half hours, and it is normal for children to walk for four or five hours to school when it rains and the road is slippery." Those children who go to school in the town have to get up at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, and it is already eight or nine o'clock when they arrive at school. After school in the afternoon, when I came home, it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and I walked for more than seven and a half hours every day, and half of the time I walked at night in the dark. ”

"Can't you live on campus?" Ding Ming asked.

Nie Jun said: "The school in the town only has a teacher's dormitory. Except for a few children who are amazingly talented and hard-working, students from other villages go to study in the town, and their grades are very poor, because they don't even have time to do homework every day. Even on the way to school in the dark, only a few students use flashlights, and most students can only use torches. The conditions are too difficult, and the parents of the remaining 30 or so students have to continue to study in the village, and the leaders of the county education bureau have no way to mobilize and merge the school in person. ”

Zhou Zhengyu said in disbelief: "It's 2005, and there are still such backward villages in China!"

"If you want to get rich, build the road first," Nie Juncheng said with a smile, "I told the village director that it is okay to let Lao Tzu teach on his behalf, but you must repair the road down the mountain within two years, otherwise Lao Tzu will leave." You must have seen it when you came, and many villagers were building roads. ”

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Nie Jun silently, as if they wanted to get to know this person again.

Nie Jun looked like an unemployed vagrant at this time, although his hair was tied into a bun, his style was very casual, and he used a bamboo chopstick as a hairpin. Dirty T-shirts and shorts, revealing messy leg hair, slippers soaked with sweat and black dust on the soles of the feet, and a stubble on his face that hadn't been shaved for at least a week.

He was standing at the entrance of the main hall, and in the distance behind him was the statue of Li Dingguo, who was entrusted to the god of the mountain, and the sun seemed to be shining on him.

Song Weiyang remembered Fudan's unofficial school motto again.

Perhaps, this unruly and worldly guy in front of him really contains a "free and useless soul" in his body.

Freedom is not about being casual, but about making one's own choices and bearing all its consequences.

Uselessness is the self-deprecation of Fudan students, not that they are useless, but that they do not pursue utilitarianism.

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