Zhou Xinya and Shen Che were playing on the kang.

Zhou Xinya still remembered the post just now, and said: "Phew, are you playing in formation like this?" Everyone only left the number, to you this is a big sentence, who is in the harbor, two sets of flats in the high-end community, millions of luxury cars, height 180, big and not sticky...... Phew, you're still alive. You ask Teacher Meng, are you a big worker?" Zhou Xinya said.

"Teacher Meng, you can speak fairly for me. Shen Che said.

Meng Ruoshui blushed and said hurriedly: "How do I know?"

After a while, the three of them took out the playing cards from the room and played against the landlord.

Playing until half past ten in the morning, Zhou Xinya shook the cards in her hand and said: "Shen Che, don't say that you are doing a good job in the future, the level is too bad, you can't win a hand of Wang Bang, and you will always be cheated by you as a farmer." Fortunately, it's not about playing for money, otherwise I'm always with you, and the bottoms will be lost. ”

Shen Che also shook the card and said: "Okay, I'm not good at fighting landlords, come and fry Jinhua, see if I can win your underwear!"

Meng Ruoshui smiled and watched the two bickering, got up and said, "Don't make trouble, you two are ready to cook." ”

Ten forty o'clock.

The pan on the stove is the old-fashioned, aluminium pan made from cans and the like, which is suitable for frying food.

The oil in the kitchen is peanut oil pressed by the local countryside using the ancient method, which is different from the refined oil in the supermarket, which looks more mellow and has a more natural color.

Oil was poured into the pot and heated for a while, and the aroma of peanut oil wafted wantonly.

Shen Che cut the black pig plum blossom meat he bought in the morning into slices of moderate thickness, round one by one, the size of a bowl.

Zhou Xinya blended a bowl of egg batter, wrapped the cut plum blossom meat in a layer of batter, and then put it in the pot to fry.

Meng Ruoshui raised his head, stretched his waist and said, "It's so fragrant, suddenly I'm so hungry." You two fry the meat on the stove, and I'll fry two greens. ”

"By the way, Teacher Meng, let your aunt and uncle and the old principal come to eat together at noon? Or if there are any other relatives, they are all called, anyway, this kind of snow day, you can't work, and it is the most suitable for gathering. Shen Che said.

"Makes sense, I'll go shout. "Meng Ruo waterway.

"I'll go with you, and by the way, buy some more pigs to go into the water. Shen Che said, "Xinya, you fry meat here, be careful not to fry it, and pay more attention to safety." ”

"Let's go, I'm not a child. ”

The two came out of the yard, and it was snowing heavily outside, but the wind stopped. The snow on the road covered the soles of your shoes with one foot down.

Meng Ruoshui went to the uncle's house, uncle's house, and the old principal's house in turn, and when he came back, he passed by the primary school and said: "In the past, the children from seven or eight villages around the village came here to attend classes, but now only one-third, and all those who have the conditions go to the town or county seat to study. ”

The school gate was hidden and not closed.

The two of them slipped in, and in the hallway, there was a blackboard, wiped clean, and there was nothing on it.

Meng Ruoshui said: "This is the blackboard newspaper area, there should be no new ones painted now, and the new theme should be related to New Year's Day." ”

Shen Che said: "It's similar to the school I went to at my grandfather's house when I was a child, but I only went there for a year, and then I went to my own school in our village. I went to the city in junior high school, and for rural children, when I first went to the city, I was hit hard. The experiences I had in school had a great impact on my outlook on life. ”

"Why, you seem to have experienced the baptism of the wrong outlook on life, be optimistic, you are far from being as bad as you think. Meng Ruoshui said with a smile.

Shen Che picked up the chalk on the blackslate and thought about raising his hand to write, at this moment, the mystery of the book came to mind, and the "spirit and spirit" of the book saint Wang Xizhi was infused into his body.

"Teacher Meng, let's have a word related to the current snow scene, and I'll wave it. Shen Che said.

"You can also write?" Meng Ruoshui said in surprise, "I mean chalk characters." ”

"Well, you say, about snow, all I can think of is that sentence about fishing alone in the cold river and snow. ”

Meng Ruoshui saw that Shen Che's expression was serious, not joking, and said in a deep voice: "One trip to the mountain, one trip to the water, one trip to the Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night." ”

She said a word, Shen Che wrote a sentence, she watched as she spoke, her voice gradually became smaller, and finally she couldn't speak, just stared at the vertical row of chalk words with wide eyes.

Ever-changing, colorful, charming, peerless, the beauty of Chinese characters is vividly outlined between strokes.

"The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown can't come true, and there is no sound in the old garden......"

Meng Ruoshui opened his mouth to finish reading, there were no more beautiful words in his mind, the white chalk words on the blackboard were like graceful ladies dancing on it in the two Jin Dynasty, dancing beautifully, as beautiful as a fairy.

Meng Ruoshui looked at the young man holding the chalk, his body was as tall as a pine, and the strength of his arms when he was writing was light, and there was a tendency of "heavy sword without edge, great skill without work".

The serious side face, the handsome side face, and the calligraphy that looks at the world, mixed with the north wind and snow, make her fall in love.

After Shen Che finished writing, he also took a step back, and he himself was shocked by the words he "wrote", and he did not respect himself as a god in his heart, but respected the calligraphy of the Eastern Jin Dynasty even more.

He is just the hand of the son.

Shen Che felt that Mr. Meng's recitation of this poem was too feminine, and it didn't seem to appear in such a vibrant place as the school, so he wrote on the blackboard of the other half, "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow"

Buzzing!

Meng Ruoshui looked at his mobile phone, there was a call, was it?

"Hey, well, I'm ...... Hometown, well, and friends. What about you, have you eaten?" Meng Ruoshui went to the side to answer the phone, "You want to come to me?" really...... However, I don't have time to ...... lately."

A few minutes later, Meng Ruoshui hung up the phone, walked to the blackboard, and saw Shen Che writing "Jiang Xue" by Li Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty on the other side.

The moment I saw the words, the birds of the thousands of mountains flew away, and the picture of fishing alone in the cold river and snow came into my mind, as if I had seen the heavy snow with my own eyes, an old man sat in a small boat on the river, a person was very lonely in the center of the river fishing, the snow scene between heaven and earth was pure and silent, spotless, the old man fishing was tall and arrogant, the pen was thick and light, and the outline seemed to be able to feel the vastness of the universe.

Jane's chest was filled with surging emotions, and she even diluted the joy of not contacting her boyfriend for a long time and calling herself.

"Shen Che, I can't think of your words...... It's really, reaching the pinnacle, and shimmering wildly. It seems that the teacher really didn't understand you before, and he once said that you don't learn and don't know how to learn, but now that I think about it, the teacher is very blushing. Meng Ruoshui said sincerely.

Shen Che patted the chalk ash on his hand, revealing a smile that he thought was warm and sunny, "I want to learn, I want to learn to make you." ”

"Okay, do you have to pay tuition?" Meng Ruoshui asked with a smile.

"I want to think about it, let's call my brother and teach you, teach for free. ”

In view of the good mood, Meng Ruoshui shouted with a smile: "Brother." ”

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