The room was divided into two spaces by a data cabinet, and a long wooden table, like an office one, was placed outside, and was piled with materials. Inside, there are several wooden cabinets with glass doors, rows of information boxes, and some books such as party history. There is also a small bed and a low-seat fan. On the bed, there was a mattress, two old cotton wool mattresses, and a new quilt that had not been used. There is a window inside that faces the mountain. The white wall, the bed is also a half-new wooden bed, the overall look, clean and tidy, the environment is very good.

"Let Xiao Zhong come in and pack up the materials in a while, and you can live directly. This desk is just right for you to work or something. Director Mo shouted out as he spoke, "Xiao Zhong, come here!"

After a while, Zhong Xiu appeared at the door: "Director, what's wrong?"

"Pack up some of the materials here and take them to the hall to store. ”

"Good. ”

As he spoke, Zhong Xiu began to sort out the messy materials on the table.

"If you are short of daily necessities, you can go to the small shop below the slope to buy them, which are quite complete. Director Mo walked out with a smile, Geng Hao followed behind, and Director Mo asked, "How is it?"

"I'm very satisfied. Geng Hao nodded.

He is really satisfied, and it is very good to have such an environment.

"It's good to be satisfied. Principal Huang smiled kindly, "Today, you will have a day off, and tomorrow you will go to the school to work, and it just so happens that they will come to class tomorrow." There are three teachers in our school plus me, one teaches Chinese and arts, one teaches mathematics and physical education, and I teach morality and science. I see that you are majoring in English, and it just so happens that we are short of English teachers, so starting tomorrow, you can teach them English. ”

Geng Hao agreed. Principal Huang also introduced a lot of school information to him.

There is only one primary school in Mo Village, with a total of 31 students spread across four grades. Twelve in the first grade, ten in the second grade, six in the third grade, and three in the fourth grade. The four grades of Mocun Primary School all start classes at 8 a.m. and continue to attend until 2:30 p.m. Because considering that some of the children are far away from home, they need to walk for an hour or two to come to school, and it is too dangerous to walk at night, so let them go back early in the afternoon.

The children in the village can basically read and write after reading the third grade, and they can just recognize the number. If you want to learn, you can study for another year, or you can just transfer to the town's primary school. The three fourth-grade students may not be able to continue to stay at Mocun Primary School after they finish school this year.

The number of students in Mocun Primary School is decreasing every year, and the number of teachers is also decreasing every year, and Principal Huang is worried about gray hair every year. If education cannot be carried out in the village, it will be even more difficult to talk about the development of the village, and the village committee is also very anxious. There are many families in the village who also want their children to go to school for two more years, especially after Zhong Xiu, the first college student, came out, and more parents have this wish. However, there are no good teachers in the village, and the schools outside cannot afford to go to school, or for other reasons, children cannot go to school in the village.

In short, Mo Village finally got a college student who came to teach, and the whole village learned the news as soon as possible, and everyone was very happy.

When Geng Hao went to the shop to buy daily necessities, the owner of the shop was very enthusiastic, and when he saw that it was inconvenient for him to go up and downhill, he specially called two neighbors to help. No matter where he went, Geng Hao could feel the enthusiasm of the people of Mo Village, as well as the blazing eyes, and the whispers about him in private were all praises.

Geng Hao was flattered, and at the same time, he felt that the burden on his shoulders was a lot heavier.

Therefore, after cleaning up the room casually, he took out his notebook and took out the Chinese and math books from grades 1 to 4, a total of 16 textbooks, which were given to him by Principal Huang, so that he could familiarize himself with them first.

He originally studied English and came here to teach English. But Mocun Primary School did not have English classes because there was no teacher who could speak English before. Principal Huang told Geng Hao that this semester has reached the end of the semester, and there is still a month to go before the holiday, and English classes will be added in the next semester. This semester, Geng Hao took over the Chinese classes of the first and second grades, and taught the children Chinese classes in authentic Mandarin. This was also arranged after I heard that Geng Hao had taken the Mandarin level exam.

However, in the case of Mocun Primary School, plus the principal has three teachers, once a teacher asks for leave, other teachers need to make up for it. Therefore, Geng Hao had better understand the teaching situation of the whole school.

Although this is just an additional requirement for Geng Hao, Geng Hao wants to prepare early, just in case he needs it, so he plans to read all the textbooks early.

It didn't take long after dark to fall silent in Mocun, and the lights in every house took an hour or two from turning on to off. After nine o'clock, the entire mountain village was basically left with incandescent lights in the house on the far right of the village committee.

From a distance, it was pitch black, and that little light was like a star that would never go out. Until the sky is brighter and the world is bright again.

When the sky was about to brighten, Geng Hao turned off the light, rubbed his sour eyes, and raised his wrist to look at the hands in the watch.

It's seven o'clock now.

"Knock knock".

The glass window in front of the table was knocked, and Geng Hao looked up to see a good-looking face reflected in the glass. It was Jong-so.

Geng Hao was suddenly awakened and got up to open the door. Zhong Xiu also happened to walk to the door.

"You didn't sleep last night?" Zhong Xiu saw his exhaustion, and his eyes fell on his crumpled and muddy clothes that he hadn't changed, "It seems that he really didn't sleep." ”

"I went to prepare for class yesterday, and you came so early. ”

Geng Hao kneaded his stiff neck and shoulders, sniffing the fresh morning air, and his exhaustion dissipated a lot.

"I went back last night and found that I had lost my money, it seemed to have been lost in the hall, so I came early in the morning to look for it. Zhong Xiu shrugged his shoulders helplessly, looked at him and snickered, "Being a teacher is really hard." You'd better take a shower and change your clothes, and don't go to class like this. ”

Geng Hao looked at the embarrassment on his body, grinned, and his eyes curved: "That's right, you have also worked hard." You go and find the money. ”

Zhong Xiu nodded, waved his hand at him, and went to the hall. Geng Hao also returned to the room and took the toiletries to the sink on the side of the kitchen. Fortunately, the location of the sink is not in front of the kitchen, otherwise it always feels bad to wash in the village committee in public. The one who happened to be cooking also came.

Geng Hao didn't know how to say hello for a long time, so he could only say: "Morning." ”

"Just call me Sister Huang in the future. Didn't you go to class at eight o'clock? You got up so early?" Sister Huang said with a smile, a simple rural woman, "You can eat at half past seven later, shouldn't you delay?"

"No delays. Geng Hao said busily.

"That's good, I'll spread pancakes for you this morning. Sister Huang said and went into the kitchen.

Geng Hao wiped his face with a towel and carried two buckets of cold water back to the room. I just haven't slept all night, and I'm going to take a cold shower with cold water.

When Zhong Xiu saw it, he asked worriedly, "Are you bathing in cold water?"

"Well, just sober and sober. Geng Hao smiled back at her and entered the room.

After Geng Hao took a shower, changed into clean short-sleeved trousers, and wore sneakers, when he went out refreshingly, Zhong Xiu specially kindly advised: "In the future, it is better to take less cold showers, which is not good for your health." ”

Geng Hao didn't worry her, so he agreed. He could tell what she meant from Zhong Xiu's eyes. He is now a volunteer teacher in Mo Village, and his body is not only his own, but also the entire Mo Village. Thinking of this meaning, Geng Hao couldn't cry or laugh.

Sister Huang cooked at half past seven, spread out seven pancakes, fried a pot of shredded potatoes, and a bowl of pickles. Although there is still Zhong Xiu's share here, Geng Hao always felt that it was the amount of food he had at noon and evening yesterday that scared Sister Huang, so he made him a bunch of food. Zhong Xiu ate two, and in order to avoid waste, Geng Hao stubbornly ate the other five pancakes, but there were still a bunch of dishes left.

"Are you full?" Sister Huang asked with a smile, looking like she could do it again if she wasn't full.

Geng Hao, who couldn't hold on, hurriedly waved his hand: "I'm full, I'm full." ”

Zhong Xiu held back a smile next to him.

"It's good to be full, it's to be full. Sister Huang nodded with satisfaction.

Geng Hao saw that Sister Huang's meaning was a little subtle, as if he had a new understanding of his amount of food. It's not good to scream, in order to keep your belly from being damaged, you have to make the problem clear.

"Sister Huang, you can do less next time, it's not good if you have the rest. ”

Sister Huang waved her hand indifferently: "You can eat at ease, you are not afraid of eating too much, no one will laugh at you." ”

Geng Hao's face froze suddenly. can say this, at least Sister Huang has secretly laughed. He was very helpless, he really didn't eat much, he was really tired and hungry yesterday, and today he completely avoided food waste.

"Sister Huang, you can't be so used to me, when the time comes, the salary I earn every month will not be enough to pay for food. ”

Yes, although he doesn't need money to live in the village committee, he does need money to eat. The people of the village committee invited Sister Huang to cook, and they all had to give money for the ingredients of Sister Huang's family.

"It's okay, I'll give you a little less. Sister Huang waved her hand generously, changed the direction of the conversation very smoothly, and said in a thick local accent, "My eldest brother's daughter, named Li Yan, is now in the third grade and the fourth grade in the second half of the year, but she likes English, but she has no chance to learn it, and now she has been waiting for Teacher Geng to start class." ”

Geng Hao understood the meaning again, Sister Huang and the previous driver uncle were the same idea. He smiled and raised his wrist to look at the dial. It's already seven forty.

"Then I'll have to prepare. Sister Huang, it's not early, I'll leave first, please get up early to cook. ”

"It's not a problem, you go to class quickly, remember to eat at twelve o'clock, if you can't come back, I'll send it to you." ”

Geng Hao hurriedly politely refused: "I will come back on time for dinner." ”

"Okay, let's go, don't be late. ”

Under the bombardment of Sister Huang, Geng Hao was finally able to get out, smiled at Zhong Xiu, who was drinking hot water, said goodbye, turned around and strode towards the elementary school.

The rain stopped for two days, and the muddy ground gradually dried and hardened, Geng Hao no longer had to avoid the mud and mud, and walked much faster.

To explain, this book is a short story, about 300,000 words, dedicated to the 70th anniversary of the motherland. It's not really a new book