The first encounter with Teacher He ended like this, and the result was that Cen Xinrui decided not to ask her again. But who knew that a week later, at noon one day, when he came out of the cafeteria to eat and was about to go to the dormitory to eat, he suddenly found that someone called him under the eaves of the library-

"Cen Xinrui, come over here. ”

Who is this? Cen Xinrui turned his head when he heard the sound and found that it was Teacher He Fangfei, who was sitting on a chair and waving to him.

Didn't she say that she didn't know herself, how could she greet herself, and she was very familiar with that tone? Cen Xinrui was very puzzled. But he didn't have time to think about it, but walked over.

"Sit here and try the jar dishes I made myself. Teacher He Fangfei pointed to another chair next to her chair and handed over a bowl of chili radish poured with sesame oil on the small bench.

Seeing that Mr. He reversed his indifferent attitude a week ago and warmly entertained himself, Cen Xinrui was very puzzled and a little flattered. At her invitation, he took a handful of radishes and put them in his rice bowl.

"Multiple grips. Teacher He was still holding the bowl in his hand.

It's hard to resist the hospitality, and the aroma of chili radish is really attractive, so Cen Xinrui sandwiched it again.

"I didn't expect to call you. Facing Cen Xinrui's puzzled eyes, Teacher He put the vegetable bowl on the small bench and said calmly.

"Yes. Cen Xinrui honestly admitted.

"Actually, as soon as you walked into the venue, I recognized you. Teacher He looked away and looked at the teachers who came out of the cafeteria, "To tell you the truth, you are one of the most proficient students I have ever seen in all my years of teaching, not only smart, but also diligent. How could I not remember you?"

"That's—"

"Are you strange that I didn't know you last time?" Teacher He retracted his gaze and looked at Cen Xinrui, "To be honest, after the outbreak of the Cultural Revolution, we didn't have any relationship, and I don't know what kind of person you have become." ”

What kind of person can I become? Listening to Mr. He's words and thinking about his own situation, Cen Xinrui smiled bitterly in his heart. But before he could speak, Mr. He's following words were even more unexpected than he expected-

"This week, I recalled carefully, you didn't hit me!"

Hearing this, Cen Xinrui was stunned, first very shocked, then very sad, and the spoon that had been sending food to his mouth also stopped moving. It seems that those Red Guards in No. 1 Middle School hurt her too deeply back then. It was not because she had suffered a heavy blow to her body and soul that she would not have become so sensitive, so cautious, that she would have judged herself by whether or not she had beaten herself, and thus whether she accepted the desire of her former students to associate with her.

"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that Cen Xinrui didn't squeak for a long time, and his face was very heavy, Teacher He asked, "Could it be that I remembered wrong?"

"No, that's right. Listening to Teacher He's words, Cen Xinrui calmed down, "I really haven't beaten you, and when I grew up to this day, I haven't beaten anyone except for the ignorance and quarrels with my friends when I was a child." ”

"I believe," Teacher He stared at Cen Xinrui's clear eyes and nodded, "It's just, can you tell me why you didn't do it when so many students waved their belts and fists at me?"

"My parents taught me from a young age to respect my teachers and be kind to others. Cen Xinrui doesn't think it's a problem.

"Didn't the parents of those hands-on students teach them like this?" Teacher He asked rhetorically.

"This-" Cen Xinrui was speechless, and after a while, Fang said reluctantly: "Perhaps, this has something to do with my lack of qualifications to beat people." ”

"Listening to you, I can't understand it this way: if you were a Red Guard at the time, you might have joined the ranks of beating people. Hearing him say this, Mr. He followed up.

Hearing this, Cen Xinrui felt a little embarrassed, but after hesitating for a while, he nodded.

"You are an honest man, and an honest man is saved even if he makes mistakes. Teacher He looked at him for a while and said softly.

Hearing what Mr. He said, Cen Xinrui was very moved. At that moment, he felt that he was lucky. Although I have been in the countryside for so long and have not been able to recruit students, I can get an opportunity to teach and learn from each other, especially in this middle school, where I can meet the teacher who has taught me again, and who I can face calmly and continue to learn from her.

……

Thinking of this, Cen Xinrui smiled again, not only for the dramatic reunion between himself and Teacher He, but also for Teacher He's understanding of his self-study like that, and to provide himself with as much convenience as possible in learning with the library he managed.

Teacher He seemed to know what Cen Xinrui was laughing at, but he didn't say anything about him. It's just that when he got up to scrub the rice bowl after eating, Fang said to him: "I recently went to the county to buy some books suitable for you, but they haven't been put on the shelves yet, so you can choose a few to take back later." ”

Hearing this, Cen Xinrui was very happy. But before he could reply, a crisp female voice came from the side—

"Got a new book, show me too!"

The two looked back and found that it was Zou Ying, a foreign language teacher at the school, that is, the young female teacher who followed Cen Xinrui not far away when she went to the cafeteria.

"Come in and see. Teacher He glanced at her and said lightly.

But after Zou Ying entered the house, she didn't read the book, but said to Cen Xinrui: "What book does Teacher Cen plan to borrow?"

"Let's take a look. Cen Xinrui put the washed rice bowl on the table, wiped his hands on his pants, and browsed through Mr. He's books that had not yet been put on the shelves.

Seeing that Cen Xinrui didn't respond to his question with a slightly more positive attitude, Zou Ying was a little uncomfortable. She felt that in this commune middle school, as a graduate of the Department of Foreign Languages of Wuhan University, not only had the hardest academic qualifications, but also had the most beautiful people. It's strange that although the young male teachers in the school who don't have a family often talk to themselves when they have nothing to do, this Cen Xinrui turns a blind eye to himself, even though he is just a private teacher, and he belongs to the category that said above that if you don't do it, you won't be able to do it.

What's wrong with him? Did he disdain to associate with me because he heard something, or did he think that he had a low status and didn't dare to have anything to do with me? Zou Ying was a little unsure. But she was not willing to do this, so she said without words: "I just heard your suggestion, it's good." ”

"Really?" Hearing this, Cen Xinrui glanced up at her. He can't help but admit that this girl is really beautiful, in the words of the school's bachelor teachers, she wants to have a face, a waist and a waist, especially those almond eyes, which are very sparkling. It's just that what does all this have to do with you? You have to know that not only is you in a worrying situation, but you don't think about men and women at all, that is, if you have a job in the future, you don't know what to do or where you are.

"What suggestions?" Although Cen Xinrui did not answer positively, Teacher He on the side listened to Zou Ying's words into his ears.

"Oh, that's right. Seeing that Mr. He wanted to know, Cen Xinrui briefly described the discussions of the people at the auditorium construction site and the opinions he expressed.

"Cen Xinrui, your suggestion is really good. After learning about the situation, Teacher He praised and said, "It seems that your self-study is still effective, and you should continue to persevere." ”

"Really?" Cen Xinrui was very happy about the affirmation and encouragement from Mr. He.

"Are you teaching yourself architecture?" Listening to the conversation between Cen Xinrui and Teacher He on the side, Zou Ying couldn't help but interject.

"Sort of. Cen Xinrui responded.

"What do you mean by 'sort of'? Zou Ying was puzzled.

"It's not a systematic study, it's just that you can read whatever books you can find, and most of them are descriptive, more humanistic, and not much measured. ”

"Oh, I can't see it, you're very professional. Hearing him say this, Zou Ying was surprised.

"What am I, I just know a little bit of the skin. Cen Xinrui felt that she was exaggerating.

"Don't be modest. Zou Ying insisted on her opinion. Seeing Cen Xinrui talking while searching through the books piled up on the reading table, and all of them were related to architecture, she asked again: "It seems that you want to develop in this direction in the future?"

"I can't say that," Cen Xinrui picked out two books, very happy, "What I can do in the future is not up to me, reading books now is purely a hobby." ”

"Yes. Hearing this, Zou Ying nodded. She knows that as an intellectual youth, Cen Xinrui's top priority now is to recruit and recruit students, and it can be said that there is no choice in what to do or what not to do. And I heard that his political conditions are not very good, which determines that his current hobbies and future careers are unlikely to be linked. And this means that his self-study at the moment is likely to be in vain.

Thinking of this, Zou Ying felt a little sad for Cen Xinrui. It was at this moment that the bell rang for the end of the lunch break.

"Oops, it's almost class!" Hearing the bell, Zou Ying thought that she still had two classes in the afternoon, so she dispelled the idea of wanting to chat a few words, nodded at Cen Xinrui and Teacher He, and hurriedly walked towards the classroom.

"Cen Xinrui, have you talked about a girlfriend?" Looking at Zou Ying's youthful and energetic back, Teacher He asked.

"Nope. Cen Xinrui replied honestly, afraid that Teacher He would not believe it, so he added: "How can I talk about friends like me now, and what girl is willing to talk to me?"

"None of you have a good impression of you?" Seeing that he was so sure, Mr. He really didn't believe it.

"That's not either. Cen Xinrui admitted, "When I was in the collective household, there were also female classmates who expressed that meaning openly and secretly, but I didn't pay attention to it." ”

"Isn't that embarrassing to others?"

"No, it won't. ”

"Why?"

"Pretending to be confused. ”

"You, who used to be such an honest person, will come now. Seeing Cen Xinrui looking at him inquiringly, Teacher He couldn't help laughing, but then said: "You are right to do this, you really want to fall in love in the countryside and get married, and this life will be over." ”

"That's what I thought. Cen Xinrui expressed his thoughts.

"People, the most important thing is not to be confused on issues related to one's own fate, otherwise, not only will you lose the opportunity you have not easily encountered, but you will also fall into a situation of regret for the rest of your life. Seeing that Cen Xinrui was listening carefully to what he was saying, Teacher He followed his own train of thought and said, "Take the matter of starting a family, who to start a family with and how to start a family must be carefully considered, otherwise——"

Suddenly, she stopped her words, and the library fell silent.

What's wrong with her? Seeing that Teacher He seemed to remember something, Cen Xinrui was a little surprised: Did she remember her own life experience?

Thinking of this, Cen Xinrui suddenly recalled the big-character poster written by the Red Guards about her. It was disclosed that He Fangfei almost ran away to Taiwan with her husband when she was about to be liberated, and why she did not flee with the Kuomintang officer is still a mystery. Maybe she's a hidden agent.

Alas-

Thinking of this, Cen Xinrui didn't know whether it was for himself or Teacher He, and sighed secretly. Of course, he felt like a leaf duckweed, swaying in the wind and rain, without landing, and he was really pitiful. But he also felt that although Mr. He had resumed his job and had a salary to pay, his life was not going well. I heard someone say some time ago that she was still secretly supervised. Fortunately, Director Zhu of the School Reform Committee is relatively peaceful, otherwise, I really don't know what is going on.