Chu Tianqi walked around the village below for three days in a row, and the reinforcement work of some village school buildings was indeed unsatisfactory. Looking at the village chief who nodded and rolled his eyes, he understood that they thought it was a big fuss in their hearts, so they adopted the method of disobeying the yang and the yin. Chu Tianqi had no choice but to emphasize them, and secretly decided to pay more attention to them and supervise them more.

In the afternoon, Chu Tianqi arrived at Gangou Village, and the village director Chang Hai took him directly to the village primary school. The students have finished school, and the yard is empty. The new teachers' dormitory has red tiles and gray walls and bright windows, which are particularly conspicuous in the entire courtyard. Chu Tianqi and Chang Hai walked in directly, and Chang Hai and his family were cooking.

"Assistant Chu is here, please sit in the back room. Teacher Xiao Zhang greeted.

"I'll see what is delicious. Chu Tianqi said.

There was heat in the cauldron, and a smell of meat came out, Chu Tianqi approached the stove and saw that the pot was pork stewed potatoes and radish.

"Life is good!" Chu Tianqi praised, "Is this kind of food usually the same?"

"How can it be, but this year's food is much better than in previous years, and the village has given some more subsidies. Teacher Zhang had a satisfied look on his face.

"Today we eat braised pork because of Grandpa Chang. "A little boy ran out of the back room with a letter in his hand.

The little boy was very bold and gave the letter directly to Chu Tianqi. Chu Tianqi took it and saw that the envelope had been torn open, and the words "Changwen (Personally Kai)" were written on it. Seeing Chang Wen nodding at himself, signaling that he could see it, Chu Tianqi took out the letter paper inside and looked at it.

There is only one page on the letter, and the content is very simple: "Brother Chang Wen, hello." In a few days, it will be the death day of Mr. Chang, he has been away from us for 20 years, and at this time of year, we miss him and the past. Originally, we planned to go back to pay respects to him on the day of his death, but we were temporarily tasked with going to the south to support the post-disaster reconstruction, so we could only bow to his old man's house from afar to express our nostalgia.

He taught us to study hard, so that we can eat braised pork when we have a future and contribute more to society. We have a better life now, we can eat whatever we want, and the more we miss him. Here send 500 yuan, please burn a piece of paper on his old man's grave on our behalf, offer him a bowl of braised pork on the day of his death, and tell him that we have never forgotten his old man's teachings, and the rest of the money will buy some things for the children. Steel eggs, iron eggs. XYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY ”

After reading the letter, Chu Tianqi felt bad in his heart, and raised his head to see Chang Wen's eyes glistening with tears.

"Today is the 20th anniversary of my father's death, and the steel egg who wrote the letter is the child he saved back then. After graduating from junior high school, the two of them went out to work, starting from ordinary strong workers, and now they have become skilled workers in large construction companies, and Gangdan is also the head of the technical department. They did not forget their father, and on the tenth and fifteenth anniversaries of his father, they came back to pay their respects. Some student supplies and extracurricular reading materials were sent back every year during these years.

The village chief and the villagers also wanted to commemorate my father this year, but I stopped them. Twenty years after he died, everyone can still remember him, and I believe that my father under Jiuquan will also smile. Everyone sent me some money and things, but I couldn't help but accept them, and I was going to use them to buy some stationery for the school. ”

After speaking, Chang Wen led Chu Tianqi to the westernmost house in the front, where bags were piled up, some containing corn, some containing rice, and some others, piled up half of the room.

"This was the original dormitory, but when the children who lived on campus moved to the new house, the room was empty. Chang Wen said.

Chu Tianqi understood, the big wooden bed in the corner of the kitchen should be lived by Chang Wen's family, and they arranged for the children to live directly in the room, what a simple but not ordinary family!

"Director Chang, these houses are dilapidated enough. Chu Tianqi said to Chang Hai.

"The limited money has been used to build the two east rooms, and there is a little money to reinforce the classrooms, so this room will not be taken care of, if only the township or the top could allocate some. Tsunekai explained.

Chu Tianqi didn't speak, and looked at several other classrooms, feeling that the repair and reinforcement were really good, and he was a lot more relieved. So, he said goodbye to Chang Wen and his family and returned to Chang Hai's home.

It was already time to eat, Chang Hai left Chu Tianqi for dinner, and Chu Tianqi insisted on rushing back early. When he stepped on the motorcycle, he felt something strange, and when he got out of the car, he saw that there was a long cut on the rear tire, which seemed to have been cut by a sharp stone, and the tire was not angry at all. It seems that not only can't I leave early today, but I have to live here.

When Chang Hai saw it, he laughed and dragged a sentence: "People stay in the sky." ”

Because he was going to stay today, he didn't have to ride a motorcycle, Chu Tianqi drank a lot of wine under Chang Hai's enthusiasm. Then he was arranged to stay in Westinghouse, and Chang Hai's second son, Xiaoqiang, lived with him.

Chu Tianqi was lying on the kang, thinking of the content of the letter he saw in Chang Wen, as well as the braised pork, he thought of the matter of Teacher Chang, and thought of Chang Wen and his wife letting their bedroom live in with the children, and sighed in his heart: Greatness is everywhere.

Xiaoqiang is an eleven or two-year-old child, he saw Chu Tianqi's brows furrowed, as if he had something on his mind, so he said: "Uncle, why are you unhappy?

Without waiting for Chu Tianqi to respond, Xiao Qiang had already spoken: "A long time ago, there was an orphan who followed his brother and sister-in-law. Although he was both smart and diligent, his sister-in-law still disliked him, and drove him up the mountain to herd cattle before dawn, and everyone called him the cowherd. A few years later, the brother and sister-in-law separated from the cowherd, and the ruthless sister-in-law only gave him an old cow and a broken thatched house.

Since then, the cowherd chops firewood and grazes cattle during the day, and sleeps in a broken thatched hut with the old cow at night. One day, the cowherd drove the cow into a strange wood, where there was water, trees, birds, and flowers. The Cowherd saw nine fairies riding auspicious clouds and landing on the grass by the river, then took off their colorful clothes and jumped into the crystal clear river water to bathe. When the Cowherd saw that there was a youngest and most beautiful fairy inside, he was fascinated.

At this time, Lao Niu suddenly spoke: "Cowherd, she is the Weaver Girl in the sky, as long as you take away the colorful clothes, she will be your daughter-in-law." The Cowherd quietly walked along the bushes and took the Weaver Girl's colorful clothes. When it was almost noon, the other fairies put on colorful clothes and rode away on auspicious clouds. Only the Weaver Girl, who couldn't find the colorful clothes, remained. The Cowherd came out from behind the tree and asked the Weaver Girl to be his daughter-in-law. Seeing that the Cowherd was loyal and honest, hardworking and strong, the Weaver Girl nodded shyly. After the Cowherd and Weaver Girl became husband and wife, the man cultivated and the woman weaved, respecting and loving each other. After two years, the weaver girl gave birth to a boy and a girl.

However, after the Jade Emperor knew that the Weaver Girl was married to a mortal, he was furious and ordered the Queen Mother to take the Weaver Girl with the heavenly soldiers and generals, which made the Cowherd grief-stricken. With the help of the old cow, the cowherd used a basket to carry his children to the sky. Seeing that she had caught up, the Queen Mother pulled out the golden hairpin and stroked it, and a heavenly river immediately appeared at the feet of the cowherd, and the heavenly river was turbulent, and she couldn't pass it at all. The Weaver Girl was crying on the other side of the river, the Cowherd was crying on the river, and the two children in the basket were also crying to death. Finally, the cry touched the magpie, and in an instant, countless magpies flew to the Tianhe River and built a magpie bridge, and the cowherd and weaver girl met on the magpie bridge. The Queen Mother had no choice but to allow the Cowherd and Weaver Girl to meet once a year.

It is said that on this night every year, the cowherd and the weaver girl can be heard under the cucumber stand. Today is the day they meet, but a few of our friends went to listen just now, but we didn't hear anything. I'll have to hear it later. ”

Xiao Qiang's speech was colorful, and Chu Tianqi also felt that the little boy was articulate and had an excellent memory. Suddenly, Xiaoqiang asked, "Uncle, do you know that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on that day every year?"

Chu Tianqi said casually: "The seventh day of the seventh month." Then his heart trembled, "The seventh day of the seventh month of July, today is the seventh day of the seventh month?" He remembered the scene of the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh month of last year, which made him unforgettable, made him feel humiliated, and it was also on that night that he made a major decision: to renounce religion and enter politics.

Xiaoqiang's snoring sounded, and the little guy was already asleep, so he envied the carefree of the child.

"Lingling, are you okay? I don't blame you for leaving me? I think you must have a hard time, right? But why didn't you tell me in advance? Why did you hide it from me for so long? Why, why did you find someone to take revenge on me? It must not have been your idea, it must have been that kid who did it, you definitely don't know. The surname is Zhang, you wait. Chu Tianqi tossed and turned and missed the past, and fell asleep for a long, long time.

After a sweltering day's campus, it gradually cooled down, and the noisy crowd had dispersed, and there were more whispering men and women. On the playground, a boy appeared, he was wearing light green sports half-sleeves on his upper body, gray sports cropped pants on his lower body, and his height of 1.88 meters dragged out a long shadow in the moonlight. He was waiting reverently, waiting for the goddess in her heart. The boy's eyes looked around from time to time, but she had not yet appeared, so he closed his eyes and counted silently in his mind, expecting her appearance.

Suddenly, he felt a light above his head, and quickly opened his eyes, and he was stunned. Above the head, there is a colorful auspicious cloud, and there is a beautiful woman on the auspicious cloud, the woman's white clothes are fluttering, like an immortal, and she is slowly falling down.

"Tianqi, take out your gifts, and shout out what you want to say. The fairy shouted to the boy.

When the boy heard the call, his body flew towards Xiangyun and shouted, "Lingling, I love you." At this moment, a heart jumped out of the boy's body, which was transforming into a colorful diamond ring and flying towards the fairy.

There was a loud "boom", the diamond rings were scattered into pieces, and a masked man came out behind the fairy, holding the fairy in his left hand, and the barrel of the gun in his right hand was still spitting out green smoke.

"Give it back to me," the boy shouted, and suddenly there was nothing, and it was pitch black.

Chu Tianqi woke up, and he realized that he had just had a dream, a dream that seemed to be extremely real.

On the seventh day of the seventh month, the love that he once swore to was wiped out, leaving him full of sorrow and anger. It was also the seventh day of the seventh month of July, but the old teacher who had passed away for 20 years was firmly remembered. To paraphrase a famous saying: Some people live, but their good past is dead, and some people die, but their immortal soul lives forever.

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