The first heavy snow fell in the small city of Pinghai since the beginning of winter, and the entire county was frozen in snow and isolated from the world.

The goose-feather-like snow fell overnight, and the north wind blew all over the sky, quite a thousand mountains and birds flew away, and thousands of people disappeared.

At night, Fang Ning lay on his side on the soft electric blanket bed and couldn't sleep all night, his eyes looking through the smooth mirror of the window, and the snow that pulled cotton wool covered the low trees, streets, and street lamps with a thick layer of snow. The soft light of the street lamp shade illuminates the dark corner, the iron fence surrounding his house is also piled with thick snowdrifts, the evergreen pines and other trees have also turned into cedars, and the hazy moonlight illuminates the ground with a clear shadow.

He looked far as he could, but unfortunately his view was blocked by his lying position, and he could not see it from afar, and he was all shrouded in the night......

There is no twilight in the mountains, there is no barking dogs in the chaimen, and there is no return to people in the snowy night, only the snow is lonely.

Fang Ning curled up and wrapped the whole person in the quilt, which was airtight, so that it was much warmer.

The snow was falling heavily, and there was no word for the night.

The next day, the wind and snow paused.

Fang Ning got dressed and pushed open the door, and the whole world turned into a world of ice and snow, with mountains dancing silver snakes and wax figures of Yuan Chi, suddenly lost their voices.

Outside, there were already groups of children chasing and playing, one by one wrapped like small rice dumplings, grabbing a handful of snow on the ground and pinching it into a snowball, throwing it everywhere, shouting, "Haha, it's a snowball fight!"

After a while, more residents came out of Guzhang Street and Yuexingling Street, they took shovels to shovel the snow blocking the door, filled the bucket truck and poured it on the side of the road, opening up a temporary passage, and there were also office workers standing at the door in a daze, thinking about how to go to work with sad faces, as for the people with cars, they were even more dumbfounded, the cars were frozen into ice lumps, and they couldn't thaw it with hot water poured on the engine.

Fang Ning stood outside for a while, shaking his body, and sighed, let's go back and add some clothes.

"With such a heavy snow on the road, how can we go to school?" Fang Wei ran out in comfortable cotton pajamas and pink rabbit plush slippers, and was dumbfounded when he saw the snow white outside.

"Old girl, bring a pair of gloves, and wear more plush socks, it's best to wear a pair of thick autumn pants, no charcoal stove is allowed in the classroom, and the rest can only ask for more blessings......"

Fang Wei: "......"

The streets were frozen, covered with thick ice, slippery and wet, making it difficult for cars to pass. On the main roads, fire trucks with flashing red lights sped by, bags of industrial salt fell from the cars and rolled into the snowdrifts, and then volunteers and neighborhood committees, government cadres, and traffic police untied the industrial salt rolling on the roadside and used it to spread on the snow-covered road surface to melt the snow and ice. The construction team's forklifts shovel snow from various arterial roads to keep the county in normal traffic.

When Fang Ning and the others came out, Tian Ye was already waiting at the breakfast stall at the entrance of the community, nibbling on hot fritters in his mouth and holding soy milk in his hand, fragrant.

"Let's go, Tian Ye!

"Slow down, I've been waiting for you for a long time when I'm done with my last bite. Tian Ye grabbed his schoolbag and hurried up.

"There were no buses, so we had to walk to school. ”

Fang Wei said, "I guess I'm going to be late." ”

"With such a heavy snowfall, it's understandable to be late. ”

Fang Ning and the others walked to Qiaolian Middle School, it was already eight o'clock, and the sun hid in the clouds and did not come out, only a faint light.

The signs at the school gate were distorted and deformed under the freezing effect, and pieces of ice cubes hung under the eaves, lifelike. The old man in the guard room wore a green military coat and held a large ceramic cup and drank steaming tea.

There were more than a dozen students sitting in the classroom, some rubbing their hands together to exhale hot air, some walking back and forth to exhale heat, and some chatting babbling.

Xiang Jie, Shi Kunpeng and others didn't go to self-study in the morning, and they stood in the corridor chatting without a match.

"That's just a few people in our class, why don't you just go back?" Fang Ning walked in, his eyebrows and nose were hot with white mist.

"it, the school didn't say that it was a holiday, either you got a leave slip from the head teacher, or you have a relationship with the political and educational office, otherwise you must settle accounts after the autumn, and the grasshoppers can't run away after the autumn, our head teacher can be shrewd." Xiang Jie thought in pieces, "I estimate that around nine o'clock, everyone in the class should also be here." ”

"I hope so. Fang Ning breathed hot air and looked at the sky.

Fortunately, Fang Ning and their class 50 were still relatively obedient, except for a few students who couldn't come because of illness and other reasons, the other students were basically there. Even Lin Wenjing came, but the trouser leg was covered in yellow mud, and she looked quite embarrassed.

"What's wrong with you? Rolling in the yellow mud?" Li Yuping said teasingly, who was more familiar with him.

"Don't say anything, I didn't step on it, I slid down the edge of the field, so I didn't hang and fell to my death. Lin Wenjing looked gloomy.

Li Yuping found an old rag for him to wipe the yellow mud.

He wiped it a few times, felt that it was almost done, sat down, rubbed his hands from time to time, and sighed, "Unlucky, I have to change my pants when I go home." ”

"Then do you dare to sleep?" said a few people with a smile.

"Can you freeze people to death when you sleep in this weather!" Lin Wenjing didn't dare to sleep on the table, both legs were trembling.

The students in the first Chinese class did not arrive, and even if they did, they didn't want to listen to the class, so Li Jinzhong asked them to study on their own between classes, and went to the office to drink tea and roast the fire.

The students in the second English class were basically all there, and Huang Minyi stood on the podium to inspect the half circle, which was quite satisfactory to her, at least the attendance rate did not fall, which was much better than other classes. In the fifty-first class next door, less than thirty students came, but the snarky head teacher was angry.

Reading in winter is not good, especially in this icy and snowy environment, which is so cold that people are dying, and their legs are cold and almost unconscious. Fang Ning was okay, he stuffed two cotton clothes in his schoolbag, and covered the cotton clothes on his legs and wrapped them tightly during class, so that he could be much warmer, but that's all, he still couldn't escape the frozen place.

In winter, if you don't pay attention to hygiene and anti-freezing, your hands will be prone to chilblains, hot and cold, itchy and dry. At least three or four of the class had chilblains, ten fingers swollen like carrots, hot gloves, itchy and uncomfortable to take off, very tormenting.

The students didn't want to listen to the class, and the teachers couldn't continue to lecture, close to the window inside, it was smashed last time and it has not been repaired, and now the bad is exposed, the cold wind pours in from the glass shards hole, and it is quite powerful to pull out the posture of the five mountains to cover the red city, and the northwest wind blows directly to the teacher's body, freezing a class, and the whole person is numb.

After several teachers vented their bitterness to the head teacher and reacted to the situation, Huang Minyi appeared in the classroom and assigned Shi Kunpeng to say: "Labor Commissioner, you can find a few people to make up for it." ”

Shi Kunpeng shrugged his head, thinking that he was not repairing glass, but he didn't dare to say no, but now where to find someone to install doors and windows to repair glass?

Fang Ning thought of a way, the hard cardboard box packed in the review materials a few days ago was useless in the corner, it was useless to take it apart and fill the hole, stick it with glue, or nail it, it could be made up and barely used for a while.

Rao is surrounded by airtight air, and the temperature in the classroom is still not warm.

Huang Minyi watched his students shivering like chicks outside the corridor, a little distressed, but the school clearly stipulated that no charcoal fire could be baked. She thought of a compromise and asked her husband to get two sets of electric stoves, one in the front and one in the back of the classroom.

So they spent half a month like this: they followed him in class, stuffed their cotton clothes into their schoolbags and brought them to school, covered them on their legs, and baked around the electric stove after class, barely able to survive this cold winter.

The winter weather is overcast and the sun is not visible.

The sun finally came out today, like a delicate girl coming out of the clouds, the sun was bright and not dazzling.

The sunlight poured through the window on Fang Ning's table, full of light spots, he turned his head sideways, and it was still winter silence outside the window, and there was not even a bird.

This time, the transfer of seats in the class is relatively large, basically there are moving positions, Fang Ning also moved from the middle to upper position to the eighth group on the left by the window, there is no same table, the location here is relatively hidden, and the teacher is not easy to take care of this, which can be regarded as a feng shui treasure in the minds of students.

Cheng Xi, who he cares about more, was transferred to the first group, which is also a single, the penultimate position, and he can get to the back door of the class with a single leaning back, also known as guarding the back door. This position has always been for students with poor grades at the end of the crane, and it is difficult for top students to be transferred there. Even if the top students are assigned here, they usually apply for transfer on the grounds that they have poor eyesight and cannot see. Of course, it can be said to be the best position for poor students, especially people like Lin Wenjing, who often sleep in class.

Cheng Xi was assigned here, without any expression, silently moving books and homework over, sorting out the stacked textbooks, every corner was aligned, there were no wrinkles, and he was meticulous.

Huang Minyi also came over to inquire. Are you used to sitting here?

Cheng Xi shook his head, "I'm still used to it." ”

She has always cherished words like gold, and at present, except for Duo Ning to say a few more words, others basically rarely pay attention to it.

The less you say, the clearer you see.

Huang Minyi said a few words and left.

"After class, go out to bask in the sun, Ning Ze. ”

As soon as the class bell rang, Yu Xiaole got up, but the math teacher He Ying didn't say that the class was over, so he was immediately unhappy and asked him to wait until he entered the office to do the work of ideological reeducation.

After He Ying left, they all poured into the hallway, some lying on the railing enjoying the sun, and some turning around to face the classroom. Fang Ning turned around and was pressed against the corridor wall, his hands on the railing, enjoying the warmth of winter against the light, and watching Yu Xiaole enter the office with a smile......

Yu Xiaole shrugged his head, full of sadness, and watched everyone gloating.

Lin Wenjing gloated and patted the railing and laughed, "Hahaha, let him always laugh at me for receiving ideological reeducation, and now let him try the iron fist of socialism! Oh, how can there be a feeling of revenge, happy and happy!"

Ten minutes after class passed in a hurry, Fang Ning and the others reluctantly entered the classroom and sat down, preparing the textbooks and homework for this class.

Yu Xiaole knocked on the door from the back classroom, Cheng Xi was puzzled for a moment, and found that someone was standing outside the door, so he got up and opened it for him.

He said thank you, hurriedly came in, and returned to his place and sat down.

Fang Ning was also very surprised when he saw his hurried expression, he didn't know what was going on.

History teacher Yuan Tengfei talked about history in class, the class was silent, Fang Ning was about to listen to the lecture carefully, Yu Xiaole's note was stuffed over, "Fang Ning, something happened, Old Man Jiang broke his leg and was hospitalized some time ago, and then he had a fever, and an examination found that it was viral meningitis, and now he has been transferred to Changsha Xiangya Intensive Care Unit for treatment, the problem is that his family background is not very good, and the hospitalization cost is high!!

He put three exclamation marks behind him, which is enough to show the importance of this matter.

Fang Ning was also startled, didn't Lao Jiang break his leg, why did he suddenly become a viral meningitis?

"Are you sure this is true or false?" Fang Ning's handwriting was sloppy, and he quickly gave it to him.

"There can't be anything wrong, I just came out of the office, He Ji and Li Qingquan said in the office, they are going to hold a fundraising activity in the school to donate money for Old Man Jiang, now wait for the leaders of the Political and Educational Office and Principal Xiong to sign and seal. ”

"Old man Jiang is so good, but why is his fate so bumpy?" Fang Ning wrote a note.

"What then?"

"Let's wait for the school to issue a fundraising notice, we are all poor students, what can be done, at most to donate a few hundred yuan more to him, and on the weekend, I will call a few friends to go to the hospital in Changsha to see him, and the others can do nothing, I can only hope that the good people will have a safe life." Fang Ning pinched his ears, a little headache.

Fang Ning and the others chatted for a while, and they also knew the proportions, so they didn't poke this matter out for the time being, and it was better for the school to say it.

Sure enough, at noon, everyone returned to the classroom after eating, and the loudspeakers of each class reported this incident, and tomorrow morning, the school organized a fundraising activity for geography teacher Jiang Hongjun, hoping that the students would contribute love.

This news was said through the official channel of the school, which immediately caused an uproar. All sorts of news spread.

Fang Ning understood that the reason why the fundraising was made until tomorrow morning was mostly to let the students go home and get the money...... Only by mobilizing the power of the school's students and the power of society can we save Old Man Jiang.

On the way home from school. Fang Ning and the others walked together, and Cheng Xi, Xiang Jie, Li Jiajia, Fang Zhou and others also received the news.

Fang Ning, as the initiator, said: "Why don't we find a time another day, or on the weekend, and collectively go to Changsha to visit Old Man Jiang." ”

The idea was well received.

Li Jiajia said: "But before that, we must first know the information of Mr. Jiang's hospitalization and the phone number of his family, otherwise it will be too inefficient to look for it like a headless fly." ”

Everyone looked at Xiang Jie in unison, "It's up to you to do this!"

"Why me?" said Xiang Jie's eyes widened.

"Because you're the head of a class!"