The back row of tile houses, the front row of buildings, in the middle is a courtyard, mostly cement floor, there is a well in the middle of the east, the east and west sides are simple flower stands, a few boxwoods, a few Yueji, and some farm tools are stacked under the corner of the balcony.

Wen Zhu smelled the fragrance of vegetables before entering the courtyard, sniffed a few sips, and his stomach reacted. It feels so good to be home, even if it is fragmented, even if it is mutilated, the familiar smell makes people completely relax and return.

Wen Changfa was chopping wood in the courtyard, with gray hair and a trembling figure. Wen Zhu hurriedly got out of the car and called "Dad", and grabbed the firewood knife, Wen Changfa saw Wen Zhu come back, and was overjoyed. Wen Hui heard the sound and came out, a family of three, and there was a lively atmosphere.

Wenzhu packed up the firewood and piled it up by the wall, and after a few days, it was useful to boil the bath water and steam the cake dumplings for the New Year.

Wenhui's craftsmanship is not bad, a pot of braised flat fish, a bowl of green vegetables, and a pot of mustard egg soup, which is appetizing. Wen Zhu was hungry for the second stall in the morning, and the two bowls of white rice were eaten in the blink of an eye. Wen Changfa made a few peanuts and rice to drink, but he has not yet come out of the shadow of losing his wife, but he fell ill and can take care of himself.

Now Wen Hui is back from winter vacation to accompany him, and his mood is more relaxed. Otherwise, I will drink sullen wine all day long, and if I drink too much, I will play the erhu in front of the photo of my wife, the sound of the piano suppresses the desire for snow, and I can't cry in the depths of my love, hurting my body, hurting my nerves, and being even more sad. He understands everything in his heart, but without the backbone of the heart, his heart is more than enough but his strength is insufficient, and he is even more sad when he burns his sorrow through wine. Maybe time is the best doctor in Wenchangfa, and the growth of the second child is the greatest gratification.

Within a few days of Wen Hui's holiday, he was already on par with Wen Zhu, or even taller. I don't know if it's because of growing up, or because of the death of Niangxian, I don't have the previous liveliness and words, and my melancholy eyes are deeper than Wen Donghe. At the age of eighteen, there is no mother, and the age of the flower season is not in the mood for flowers, and he is much more mature and sensible than his peers.

It's rare to be free, Wen Zhu accompanied Wen Hui to play a basketball game in the afternoon, went to the town for a turn, and Chengbang had a treat in the evening, because Dong Mei was really busy, dinner was simple.

In the evening, the brothers talked for a long time, as if they had returned to their childhood, but they lacked a kind mother by their side. The sound of the piano in the west chamber sounded, and it was not "Erquan Reflecting the Moon" or the like, but the red song "The Sea Sails by the Helmsman".

With the change, the brothers looked at each other and smiled, it seems that loneliness will make people miss more, and family companionship will give people more warmth.

Towards the end of the chat, Wen Hui suddenly threw out a topic, which caught Wen Zhu by surprise. "Brother, I'm 。。。。。。 To give...... You...... Tell me something. ”

Wen Hui hesitated, it seemed that he had been brewing for a long time, and after several repetitions, he lowered his head.

"What's the matter, so mysterious, say it quickly. Wenzhu thought that the Chinese New Year was approaching, and it was difficult for his younger brother to go shopping.

"I didn't want to go to school at the beginning of the year. Wen Hui's answer was surprising.

"If you read it well, why don't you read it, what do you want to do if you don't study?" Wen Zhu was surprised.

"I just don't want to go to school, I want to go out and work. Wen Hui raised his head.

"Part-time job, give up your studies to work, is it not good to study, or is you making a mess at school?" Wen Zhu was even more surprised, his younger brother is the class leader, who still wants to study if the class leader doesn't study.

"It's all right, my grades are good, and I'm disciplined in school. I just want to work and earn money. Brother, you're too bitter, I want to help you share some of it. Wen Hui said his true words: "There are so many debts in the family, you are alone, and my tuition, my father said that you haven't come back for four weeks." Sister Mei said that you go to work, tutor, and sometimes go to distribute leaflets, like a connecting shaft, are you tired! Brother, you still have to start a family. I've grown up to support myself. ”

Wen Hui's words moved Wen Zhu, but he couldn't be moved.

Wen Zhu pretended to be angry and said: "Wen Hui, look farther, these difficulties are a ball." As long as my brother is here, you will have to finish the book well. There is not necessarily a way out of studying, and there is definitely no way out if you don't study. If you don't study, how can you be worthy of your dead mother, who studied for you and didn't even see the last one. You don't have to worry about debts, you don't have to worry about tuition, you have a brother. Your task is to study, and after you graduate, you will talk about making money.

"Brother's affairs will be handled by my brother, so you don't need to worry about it. The hope of the Wen family is all in the two of us, we can't disgrace the mother of heaven, don't bow to difficulties, don't give in to fate, cheer up, upward, persever, there is no unsolvable knot. ”

Wen Hui hugged Wen Zhu, tears welled up in his eyes, and he promised to finish the book. The two made no secret of it, hugging and crying in front of the portrait of their mother. Any grievances go with tears, men's tears men understand, brothers' thoughts brothers understand, and they are willing to sacrifice themselves for the family.

Wen Changfa saw this scene at the staircase, and also shed tears of relief.

Like when they were young, the two slept in the same bed. In the middle of the night, Wen Zhu heard a selfish voice, saying that he was nosy, and it was a pity to lose his tutor, saying that he didn't think about himself, and Wen Hui said that if you want to work, you should push the boat with the water. He said so much that he wanted to argue with him but didn't know what to say, because that person seemed to be carved out of the same mold as himself, and he couldn't open his mouth when he said it.

At this time, my mother came from the moonlight and touched Wenzhu's face, sleep, Zhu'er, you did the right thing, and you lived up to your mother's trust. The mother came back, and after a mess, Wenzhu woke up.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Wen Hui woke up Wen Zhu's dream.

"It's nothing, I had a dream, I dreamed that my mother was back. Wen Zhu looked out the window and replied.

The moonlight outside the window is like snow, Wen Donghe is like a song, and there is no turning back in life.

Early in the morning, the Wenzhu brothers got up early in the morning, and Wenhui used a bicycle to send Wenzhu to the main road to take a minibus, the roadside was covered with morning frost, and there were few pedestrians on the road.

Wen Zhu told Wen Hui that if he stayed at home in a panic and went to the city to play for a few days, Wen Hui said "um" and rushed back to cook breakfast for his father. While Wenzhu was waiting for the car, Dong Mei rode over on a "little donkey" and brought steaming bean paste buns, and Wenzhu almost choked up and got into the car.

When fate closes a door for you, God will open a window for you. Wenzhu lost his mother, but got Dong Mei's love, if there was no Dong Mei, Wenzhu didn't know how much point it would be to persist now.

Wen Zhu was busy working in the office, and the BP machine rang out at an inopportune time. When I saw that it was a little big brother number, I was a little nervous that I would wake her up with three slaps, or whether I would take the opportunity to resign myself and humiliate herself. If she doesn't call herself, Wenzhu won't ask, it's a pity to lose her job, but there is still arrogance in being a person.

The BP machine was originally bought for tutor Wenzhu, in order to facilitate contact, just because the price is really expensive, the number is also seven or eight hundred, the Chinese one is thousands, and I asked a friend to get a second-hand one, which is half cheaper, and the heart is at ease, and the number is only known by a few people.

Only a few people can afford Big Brother, either the powerful or the nouveau riche. It was the beginning of the information age, and the explosion of information did not kill people, but it disrupted the times, and many people fell behind because they could not keep up with the development of information.

BP machine, Big Brother withdrew from the stage of history within a few years, mobile phones, computers, and the Internet entered thousands of households, and they really couldn't keep up with the times without a little adaptability.

When the office was empty, Wen Zhu called back: "Hey, Xiaoxiao? What's the matter?"

"Teacher, are you coming to class tonight?" the small voice was very small, sending a signal of admitting mistakes.

"Of course, you didn't issue an eviction order, I didn't resign, we still have a teacher-student relationship. ”

"Really!" screamed on the other end of the phone.

"Really. Wen Zhu repeated.

Wen Zhu let out a sigh after hanging up the phone, and waved his right hand vigorously from the bottom to the top, like a celebration after an athlete's victory, startling the colleagues who opened the door and came in.

The key to the success of the plan is to introspect yourself. The more you care about some things, no matter how hard you try, you will eventually pass by success; change the way you do things appropriately, adjust your mentality, and work harder, success will collide with you, and sweep away the depression of repeated defeats in your heart.

Xiaoxiao is a piece of jade, as long as she is unwilling to fall by herself, no one can drown her.

In the evening, Wenzhu arrived at Xiaoxiao's house a quarter of an hour in advance, and he didn't expect Xiaoxiao to sit respectfully in the study waiting for Wenzhu, turning on the air conditioner, warm, and the tea was also brewed and fragrant.

The little face is still a little swollen, but there are no traces of finger prints, Ms. Fang asked when she came back at noon yesterday that she accidentally fell into the novel, and she hid in the bedroom for a long time in the afternoon. asked Wu's mother, and Wu's mother didn't know.

Today's Wenzhu teaches factorization, which is probably the basis of junior high school mathematics, it is used in calculation problems, it is used to solve equations, it is also used in application problems, and most of the algebra in junior high school has been mastered.

The squares and squares formulas are two special cases of factorization, which can be memorized by rote, and it is best to repeatedly extrapolate back and forth from multiplication to factorization, which also helps to memorize and grasp the rules.

Today's main thing is cross-factoring, for example, the formula 15X2+7X-4, divides 15 into 3*5, divides sub (-4) into 4*(-1), and then cross-multiplies, 3*4+5*(-1)=7, 15X2+7X-4 is factored into (3X-1) (5X+4). The left vertical type is up 3 and 5 down, and the right vertical type is up (-1) and down 4, and the cross multiplication adds 7. 3 and (-1) form a factor, and 5 and 4 form a factor.

Xiaoxiao is a little messy at the beginning, either multiplication error, or factoring column error, sometimes the symbol will also be wrong, several times down, through the calculation, observation, summary, Xiaoxiao improved very quickly. In fact, as long as she is focused, she is born to learn. However, her arithmetic skills are poor, that is, her foundation has fallen a lot, and she sometimes needs to think about the multiplication of two numbers before answering.

Therefore, Wenzhu gave her some tips for calculation, such as the quick number of 4 and 8 multiplied by certain numbers, and the result of multiplying 11 with two digits. Xiaoxiao couldn't imagine that it was so interesting and inspiring in the boring digital kingdom, Xiaoxiao's enthusiasm was high, and an hour was lost almost without a pause, seeing such a studious Xiaoxiao, Wenzhu didn't care about time at all.

When Wenzhu came out of Xiaoxiao's house, it was almost nine o'clock, and the class was close to two hours, Xiaoxiao apologized several times, Wenzhu thought it was nothing, and the extension time should be made up for yesterday.

It's a small politeness that makes it difficult to adapt for a while, from domineering to polite, a hundred and eight turns. When leaving, he also said that the teacher's bag should not be forgotten, see if there is anything missing in it, and personally delivered it to the door, which is absolutely unprecedented, not to mention Wenzhu, even Ms. Fang was stunned: Is this my family's small? The small change is gratifying, I hope it is just the beginning, not the end.

Wen Zhu arrived at the dormitory, no sleep, remembered a little words, so he looked through the bag, there was no less of the same thing, but there was an extra letter, a little letter, what the hell is this little girl? Wen Zhu couldn't wait to open it, to see what it was written?

"Teacher:

I was wrong, not so wrong that I was outrageously wrong, but I went astray and chilled you. I'm not a good kid, and I'm not studious

is not a 'teenager' in 'Heroes from ancient times'. I am selfish, I have no one in my eyes, and I cannot live forever.

If I hadn't met you, my bad life would have continued. Your slap is like a thunderbolt from the sky, and your scolding is like that

A blow to the head struck my nerves, but it also woke up my soul, pulling me back from my nightmare and changing my way of life.

'In vain, being a teenager', in one sentence, shocked the whole body. Teenagers who want nothing is equivalent to chronic suicide, and I am confused and confused

Living a bad life, and still self-righteous.

Before I met you, I thought money was everything. You can shop, you can travel, you can shout, and people will still put it

You are like a master: nod your head and waist, and the stars hold the moon.

Sometimes I am also depressed: is it me who has the money, or is it the money that rules me and becomes its puppet. Your understanding of money lets

I understand: if I don't have money, I'm a waste, maybe not a waste.

Mom was obedient to me, and I yelled at her, thinking it was family affection, but in fact it was unfilial. I long for friends,

I crave understanding, I crave criticism or appreciation for what I've done.

It's rare for Dad to see him once, and Mom doesn't care about anything other than grades. My childhood friends have long since broken up, and later my classmates became mine

Gunners, I pay him to do the homework. I used money to settle them, how can I be friends? I don't communicate with the gunman.

What is the understanding other than the occasional bargain?

I improvised in class, and the teacher said I was disruptive, and when I broke the casserole to ask the question, the teacher said that I was messing around.

He also said that you will learn what I teach, don't ask why, everything is for exams, everything is for further education. I'm not a learning machine

Over time, I learned to be at the bottom.

I did the best, and no one agreed, and I did the worst, and I went to a key junior high school. My life is up to me

control, some of the things I can do are also done by my mother and Wu's mother, I have to vent from other places, find a balance, evil

That's probably how the sexual cycle is formed.

The tutor came and went, and the length of the stay depended on my interests. Actually, it didn't work, one

How can I learn if my mind is not in school, anyway, my family is not bad for money, and my mother is very happy to ask for a tutor.

I chose you to be my tutor because I thought you were the embodiment of Harlem, a dispensable substitute. Touching down,

In fact, you are the embodiment of conscience and the messenger of justice.

'Rotten noodles' like me that you can't afford to fish, you can be far away. But you did not retreat, but resisted with righteousness

My vices have seen the emptiness and helplessness of my spirit, and have shaken my heart with my words and deeds.

I put away my disguise, went to the depths of my soul, and reflected on life. There is no one who does not desire wealth, but cannot be captured by it, you

Equality is interpreted with justice. Only when people are equal in personality can they communicate normally with each other and be sublimated into friends.

Your presence has made me redefine conscience, justice, equality and dignity, and I understand not to waste time and squander

Talent, cherish the teenage years.

Teacher, I want to fly, give me a pair of wings!

Dong Xiang!

Apologize for Yu Xiaoxiao

96.2.11 night"

Xiaoxiao wrote nearly three pieces of paper, and it took a lot of thought, the neatness of the writing was slightly immature, and the writing was capable and flying. Although there are a lot of typos, "going astray" is written as "going astray into the chicken road", which makes people laugh; "thunderbolt on a sunny day" is written as "thunderbolt in the eye", and the thunderbolt in her eyes is at least a cosmic anecdote; "the stars hold the moon" is written as "the stars stick to the moon", no wonder the moon will be full, it turned out to be a stick; there are still such mistakes, but they do not affect her literary brilliance.

Writing and writing, Xiaoxiao was still unsatisfied, and added two notes.

The first note: "Teacher, this apology is my heartfelt words. Since its birth, the longest macro work, sore hands, sore hands, sleep also. "After all, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, you have to be a little younger if you have the opportunity.

The second note: "Teacher, I couldn't sleep, so I looked through your bag, probably out of curiosity, please forgive me." Your girlfriend is so beautiful, so beautiful that even girls have to drop their eyes, teacher, you are so blessed. ”

She looked through Wen Zhu's wallet, there was a photo of Dong Mei there, although it was a bit exaggerated, but the Dong Mei on it was indeed suffocating.

This night, Wen Zhu slept very sweetly, lying on the bed, his nerves relaxed, and the whole person was completely relaxed, as if he had fallen apart, letting his thoughts soar. The two worrying things were solved one after another, dispelling Wen Hui's distractions, straightening out the little tutor, and Wang Zonggui's incident also came out, but he didn't take it to heart at all, like an episode, just a joke.

Dong Mei's bag is back, it's back, the style of the field outside the window on the third floor, Wen Zhu slept very soundly.