The temperature gradually rises, and the greenery in the fields is getting better day by day, and it is May.

The madman in the village disappeared for more than half a year and came back.

This time, he didn't run to the mountains, he just wandered around the brigade, found a comfortable place to fall down and sleep, and the most frequent places were the ancestral hall, the school, and the brigade headquarters.

Everyone was not impressed by this madman, he was not seen before, and his family thought he had died outside.

But many of the children in the brigade did not know him, and they would often watch from afar, pointing and pointing, and if there were those who were naughty, they would throw stones.

Otherwise, a madman is a madman, and he will run half the village after the children who threw the stones, and scare the children so much that they scream.

But Qiao Jiayue was full of scrutiny of this madman, she remembered a glimpse at the train station, it couldn't be her delusion.

And she found that when he chased those children, he always kept a distance from the ones he was about to catch, as if he was deliberately scaring them.

Qiao Jiayue told Qiao's father about this and expressed her doubts, where did the madman go when he disappeared?

He's crazy, how can he remember the way home?

Qiao's father touched Qiao Jiayue's head and told her not to think too much.

And Father Qiao really can't see it?

He is not omnipotent, this madman does have a problem, even if he wants to investigate, it is not at this juncture, he can only take his time.

On May Day, the radio broadcast the art performances in the capital and Haishi, and Qiao Qiuyue was envious and looked forward to another performance held by the commune.

The members thought that the brigade had never shown a movie, and maybe they hadn't invited a troupe for a long time, so they went to the brigade department, hoping that when the double robbery was due, the brigade department would show a movie.

As for the troupe, the members believe that they can only be invited on some solemn occasions, such as sacrifices.

Qiao's father didn't care about this, because he knew that whether it was a movie or a troupe, it would not work out this summer.

However, Qiao Yibing chatted with Chen Dongfang, and there was a conflict, just because Qiao Yibing wanted to invite a troupe, but Chen Dongfang preferred movies.

For the elderly, they like opera more than movies, Qiao Yibing thinks that the brigade has been harvesting for several years, and the income has risen sharply, so it is best to hire a troupe.

But Chen Dongfang felt that it was too much money to invite the troupe, and it would last for more than three days, so it was better to invite a movie.

While the two were arguing, other cadres were also attracted and joined the discussion.

Seeing that they were having a lively discussion, Father Qiao turned around and walked out of the office of the brigade headquarters, and saw the madman lying outside under the wall.

He raised an eyebrow, but he didn't drive the other party away.

If the other party is not really crazy, but can keep it like this for more than ten years, he is also a ruthless person.

He walked around to the school gate, Bai Meilan was teaching the first-grade students to sing, and the children's immature voices floated out of the windows, vivid and positive.

Movies and theater troupes don't work, so it's better to let the school organize a performance, but in what name?

The living conditions are better, and the members also have a demand for entertainment, although there is a broadcast, but it is not as good as the double enjoyment of sight and hearing.

Qiao's father walked around the village and walked to the middle school.

Because there are not enough teachers, the students are crowded into one class, and they are listening carefully at this time.

Last semester started late, the teachers were not regular, and this semester, the commune finally sent someone down and appointed him directly as the principal.

This Li Qing seems to have been squeezed out and thrown into this broken place.

He wore thick black-rimmed glasses, was not sociable, and did not respond to the invitation of the brigade headquarters.

Qiao's father asked Qiao Hongzhi and Qiao Hongyuan, and knew that this teacher was teaching Chinese, and his foundation was very good and fascinating.

He stood and listened for a while, Li Qing was really good in class, quoting scriptures and classics, and explaining in simple terms, so that people couldn't help but follow his rhythm.

Now Bai Ruosheng and Li A are also teaching in the school, but they still have to work in the field the rest of the time, plus their own research, and they have not been idle.

They have been in the alpine brigade for almost two years, working in the fields, exposed to the wind and sun, and they don't look much different from the members.

The bell rang for the end of class, Li Qing packed up his books, and as soon as he walked out of the classroom, his face stiffened when he saw Qiao's father.

He knew this person, he was the captain of the production team, the parent of the two students in the class, and a very imposing person.

Father Qiao saw Li Qing's lips squirming, and only said a word "hello" for a long time, he couldn't help laughing, "Principal Li, do you have time, let's talk." ”

Li Qing was a little nervous, "Ah, oh, okay." ”

Qiao Hongzhi saw Qiao's father outside from the window, so he squeezed his eyebrows at Qiao Hongyuan in the next group and asked him to look outside.

Qiao Hongyuan concentrated on writing symbols and formulas on the paper that everyone couldn't understand, and only then did he look up when he was poked by his fellow tablemates.

He glanced at Qiao Hongzhi, looked sideways out the window, and only saw the backs of Qiao's father and Li Qing.

"I'll come over to check on the situation, how are you doing?"

Li Qing didn't say anything about pouring a glass of water for Qiao's father, he pressed the book with one hand, "Okay, no problem." ”

"Now there is only this class of students, is the teacher enough?" Because of Li Qing, Qiao's mother didn't go to substitute teaching this year.

The main subjects in junior high school are still Chinese and mathematics, and now there are also courses such as English and politics.

Everything else is fine, mainly English, last year, Qiao's mother substitute taught, and Qiao's father didn't let her go to English class.

It can be said that in the last semester of English, the students did not know how to read, and could only memorize words and meanings, as well as simple sentences.

Qiao Hongzhi and Qiao Hongyuan's English are very good, and there is no problem at all when listening to foreign language broadcasts.

So it doesn't matter if you learned anything in junior high school English or not, they are all a little strange, why don't parents let others know that they can speak English.

However, they are all smart, and they can quickly guess that Qiao's mother's identity may be special and cannot be known to outsiders.

Li Qing hesitated, "The students don't know how to read English, and there is a shortage of English teachers. ”

Father Qiao asked rhetorically, "Wouldn't Principal Li be?"

He has read Li Qing's information, he graduated from Fudan University, which is also a famous old school, and he must be able to speak English.

Li Qing's face continued to stiffen, and he didn't know how to open his mouth.

It was a long time before he said, "I won't say." "Exactly, he can't tell.

It was precisely because he could not speak or spoke inappropriately that he was assigned to the mountainous province of Min.

And in the system, they will not be able to be people, and they will be divided into schools, from universities to high schools to junior high schools, from provincial towns to county towns to mountains.

Thinking about it, he is a college student, and he is in such a situation, it is sad to think about it.

Father Qiao smiled, and a dark light seemed to flash in his eyes, "I think Principal Li has a good Chinese class." ”

Li Qing didn't know how to answer, and pressed the fingers of the book a little harder.

"Our middle school has just opened, and there are few students, so there are not many teachers who are willing to teach English, so I will apply to the commune to take a look. ”

Father Qiao stood up, "Principal Li is busy, if you have any questions, just mention them, if you need to buy something or something else, there are tractors in the brigade that go to the city every month, and you can bring it back by the way." ”

Li Qing also hurriedly stood up, because he was in a hurry, his knee hit the table leg, he frowned in pain, but he didn't say a word.

"Thank you, Captain Joe. ”

Qiao's father looked at it, and two small vegetable patches had been opened in the open space behind the dormitory, in which water spinach and red amaranth were planted, and a few pumpkins and loofahs were planted.

It seems that Li Qing's food in the past two months is not good, and he doesn't know how to live, so he can really bear it.