47. It's winter

Outside, the north wind called.

On the kang, Zhang Dongming was lying in the quilt with little temperature, and his head outside felt cold.

At this time, it was only five o'clock in the morning, and it was not yet dawn, but Zhang Dongming woke up and was awakened by freezing.

It was so cold that the house was like an ice cellar.

It stands to reason that the Tohoku in early November has just entered early winter and is not so cold, but it has been cooling sharply in recent days, and it has dropped to nearly minus 20 degrees Celsius at night.

Zhang Dongming thought that he had to buy some coal, and if he didn't burn the heating, he really couldn't stand it.

The cold kang couldn't lie down, got up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and as soon as the sky was bright, Zhang Dongming went out for a run.

On the dim mountain road, the north wind was howling, a thin figure was running in the wind, and the distant countryside behind was lit up one by one.

In fact, the road of life is also like this, and sometimes we need to move forward alone.

The confusion on the way is like the dim world before dawn, the difficulties encountered, like the cold wind on the rugged mountain road, and the warmth in the heart is like the flashing lights......

Life is never destined, life is never smooth, life is never lacking in warmth, and life is always under your feet.

This is Zhang Dongming's attitude towards life in his previous life, in this life, his outlook on life may have undergone some changes, but just like returning from a long journey, he is still him, but with a little more dust and vicissitudes.

It was those dusts and vicissitudes that made him choose to be silent when he was tired, but life is long, and no one knows what will happen in the future.

Zhang Dongming himself doesn't know, and he is not a person who is used to looking forward to the future.

As far as he is concerned, there is a general direction that is about the same, and the rest will be watched as you go.

Morning self-study.

Most of the students rode a few miles, more than a dozen miles, or even dozens of miles to school, and the north wind was blowing along the way, and all the little faces were frozen red.

The cold weather, the ventilated classrooms, the bloated students in their seats, rubbing their hands, stomping their feet, and their red faces are becoming more and more innocent in such an environment.

It was too cold, but the heating of their school only started on November 15 every year

Of course, this kind of heating is not boiler heating, it is to build a stove in the middle of the classroom, and then each class receives a basket of coal from the school every day, and it is basically burned out by the sixth and seventh classes, and the conditions of the school are like this, and there is no way.

Zhang Dongming really wants to have a stove in the class now, and the rest is okay, the main thing is that the classroom is too cold and has affected the students' learning, but the whole school is like this, and he can't make a special exception, so let's hold it up for a few more days.

Yesterday, Liu Chuan had already sent over the new workbook from the third junior high school, mathematics, physics and chemistry, plus Chinese and English, with 35 sets of each subject.

Liu Chuan said that this time it was a bit sudden, the third junior high school Lao Hu was not prepared, and the next time he came to the exercise book, 40 sets of each subject should be no problem, Zhang Dongming said no, 35 sets are almost enough.

I didn't rush to send it to other classes, 15 sets were released first, and today I sent 20 sets of their class together with the monthly exam papers of the third junior high school last month.

Then, just like when the exercise book was issued for the first time, Zhao Xiaoli and Bai Dongsheng were all very excited about the six of them.

They still remember what the head teacher said to them at the beginning of the school year: "The teacher hopes that you can remember that you are no worse than the students in the city, not at all! If the students in the city can be admitted to high school, you can too, and if the students in the city can be admitted to a high-level class, you can too!"

At that time, they didn't believe the words of the class teacher, or they didn't believe themselves.

But now, these exercise books, these exam papers, it seems that they have the courage to believe in themselves, that they are really no worse than the students in the city.

And all this because of their homeroom teacher.

The homeroom teacher had never told them, but they had known for a long time that their workbooks and exam papers had been bought for them by the homeroom teacher himself.

They also heard that in order to teach them mathematics, physics and chemistry well, the head teacher has been studying day and night by himself since the beginning of school.

They also saw with their own eyes that the head teacher was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, but he still spoke to them so seriously and tirelessly, and even shouted.

They also know that many teachers and students in the school say that their homeroom teacher is stupid, but they all know that the homeroom teacher is not stupid, and the homeroom teacher is all for them.

There are many, many more, in fact, they all know it, but all they can do now is study hard, for themselves, and for the best teachers they have ever met.

Lesson 8, Office.

The other teachers were gone, and Zhang Dongming leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, and he was a little tired after three classes in a row.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Enter. ”

Zhang Dongming straightened up and calmed down, at this time, it was usually the students in the class who came to him.

"Teacher. ”

"Teacher. ”

"Teacher. ”

He Fulai, Wang Jian, and Guo Zhichao pushed the door in.

Zhang Dongming was a little puzzled, usually the people who took the initiative to come to the office were a few students in the class who came to him to ask questions, I don't know what happened to this kid today.

"What's wrong, fighting again?" Zhang Dongming said with a smile.

"No, it's been a long time since we've been fighting. ”

After Lu Ye transferred to another school, He Fulai was listless for a long time, and it was only a while ago that he eased up, and after he finished speaking, Wang Jian and Guo Zhichao also nodded.

Zhang Dongming smiled, didn't speak, and waited for them to continue.

"Teacher, I don't want to miss it. He Fu said.

"Huh?" Zhang Dongming looked at He Fulai, reacted, and said with certainty: "Don't read it?"

"Hmm. He Fulai nodded.

"Teacher, I don't want to miss it either. Wang Jian continued.

"Teacher, I don't read anymore. Guo Zhichao then said.

Zhang Dongming looked at the students, frowned, and didn't know what to say for a while.

At the beginning of this semester, there were a total of 21 people in their class, and they didn't study one in a few days, and then it was always 20 people.

After a while, Zhang Dongming looked at the students: "The teacher hopes that you can finish junior high school." ”

The students didn't speak, and the office was quiet.

After a long while, Zhang Dongming asked, "Do you all want to read it?"

He Fulai was the first to nod, and Wang Jian and Guo Zhichao also nodded.

Zhang Dongming thought for a while: "Do you parents know?"

They nodded together.

Zhang Dongming sighed, for students like He Fulai in the class, although they don't study at all, he still hopes that they will finish junior high school.

If nothing else, he just felt that these students were too young and too early to enter society.

However, just like he said all the good things and reasoned with, these students don't study, they don't want to miss it anymore, and he, the head teacher, is really powerless.

Zhang Dongming said with concern: "After you don't read it, do you want to do something?"

He Fulai nodded and said, "My dad said that I should go to my third aunt's shop in the county to exercise for two years, and in the future, he may find me a serious job in the county, or come back and arrange a job for me at the police station." ”

Zhang Dongming nodded, He Fulai's father is the deputy director of the township police station, and he heard that his relatives are better than the other, and they can live well after not studying.

Wang Jian continued: "I went to the county to learn car repair with my brother. ”

Zhang Dongming nodded: "It's also good, learn a craft, and you won't have to worry about it at any time." ”

Guo Zhiyu then said: "I don't necessarily, I want to go outside to work, my father said to buy me two cows, let me ...... at home"

In the office, Zhang Dongming chatted slowly with the students.

He hopes that these students will finish junior high school, but as he has always believed, every student has their own path, and many times, what he, the class teacher, can do, is to give them good encouragement and blessings.

The school bell rang and the three students left.

Zhang Dongming actually wanted to talk to He Fulai alone, but in the end he didn't.

Mainly about the topic he was worried about, he felt that no matter how he said it, it didn't seem appropriate, and it probably didn't need much, it was that he was thinking too much.

At night.

The heated room was much warmer, Zhang Dongming washed his feet and fell asleep on the kang.

The phone rang, Tang Wan's text message.

Zhang Dongming came to his senses, he and Tang Wan seemed to have been in contact for almost two months.

Tang Wan: [What are you doing?]

Zhang Dongming: [Stay, what about you]

Tang Wan: [Looking at the stars on the balcony]

Zhang Dongming: [Not cold?]

Tang Wan: [You are a person. . . 】

Zhang Dongming: [Indeed, the recent cooling has almost caught up with 39 days]

Tang Wan: [I'm wearing thick!]

Zhang Dongming: [Okay]

Tang Wan: [Look at the stars outside, it's really beautiful!]

Zhang Dongming: [It's cloudy here]

Tang Wan: [I found that you are not only a person who can pretend to be confused, but also can go around the bend in a serious way!]

Zhang Dongming: [It's really cloudy here, Beishan Township is more than 100 miles away from the county]

Tang Wan: [Come on, by the way, happy holidays]

Zhang Dongming: [Huh?]

Tang Wan: [Singles' Day, isn't it your holiday!]

Zhang Dongming: [Fun, fun]

Tang Wan: [You can have fun by yourself!]

Zhang Dongming: [Good]

Tang Wan: [Give you a riddle?]

Zhang Dongming: [What]

Tang Wan: [Zhang Dongming, guess two animals!]

Zhang Dongming: [. . 】

Tang Wan: [Guess well, I'm going to sleep]

Zhang Dongming: [Let's go]

Tang Wan: [Good night]

Zhang Dongming: [Well, good night]