Despite preparing motion sickness medicine in advance and choosing a seat as close to the aisle as possible, Wang Chong was still uncomfortable after the plane took off. The bumpy air currents and roaring sound made Wang Chong's face pale. If it weren't for Ma Xiaoxiao, Wang Chong would have returned to his hometown and would rather take a train for more than ten hours. Ma Xiaoxiao knew that he had a fear of heights, and after taking off, he held Wang Chong's hand tightly.

Ma Xiaoxiao said: "You are so afraid of heights, it seems that changing the light bulb will have to be my job in the future." ”

Wang Chong smiled, "I can wear an eye patch in the future, and you will command me to change it." ”

Ma Xiaoxiao covered his mouth and giggled, Wang Chong asked what he was laughing at, Ma Xiaoxiao said: "I suddenly remembered that in the past in the autumn harvest in the countryside, when pressing soybeans with Lu Qi (sound six axes), I put a blindfold on the donkey, and then drove him to work with a whip, giggle!"

Wang Chong feigned anger and said, "You are saying that I am a donkey." ”

Ma Xiaoxiao blinked and said, "Aren't you just a donkey, you don't listen to anyone." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought that if Wang Chong was a donkey, he would not become a female donkey, and his cheeks turned crimson when he thought of this.

Wang Chong laughed.

Ma Xiaoxiao said angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

Wang Chong said that he just wanted to laugh when he said nothing, Ma Xiaoxiao blushed, picked up his little fist and hit Wang Chong indiscriminately, after this fuss, the feeling of boredom in Wang Chong's heart gradually faded.

After nearly two hours of turbulence, the plane landed at the international airport in Jianghan City, Hanjiang Province, and the two got on the airport bus, which was converted into an urban and rural minibus in Jiangdong County three hours later.

The minibus drove out of the county and drove on the urban and rural roads. Ma Xiaoxiao knew that Wang Chong's family was in the countryside, but he didn't expect it to be so remote, the urban and rural roads were desolate, overgrown with reeds everywhere, but every once in a while, he encountered a poplar tree or white willow, and a village for more than ten miles, which seemed quite deserted.

Ma Xiaoxiao was full of curiosity along the way, caught Wang Chong and asked this and that, and Wang Chong patiently told her. Although the urban and rural roads are highways, due to the rugged terrain and high salinity of the soil, they have long been corroded, and after a short time, they feel tired and fall asleep on Wang Chong's lap.

The sound of the newspaper station sounded, Ma Xiaoxiao was woken up by Wang Chong, Ma Xiaoxiao rubbed his eyes, and asked, "We have arrived?" Wang Chong smiled and shook his head, "I have arrived in Caoqiao Township, I will stay overnight in the township guest house tonight, and I will be able to rush to our village tomorrow morning." ”

Ma Xiaoxiao said: "Your home is so remote?"

Wang Chong said, "Yes, what's the matter, regret followed?"

Ma Xiaoxiao said, "As long as I am with you, no matter how difficult the road is, I will accompany you to go on." Wang Chong touched Ma Xiaoxiao's head and said, "Let's go, you get out of the car first, and I'll move the salute down." ”

In order to go home this time, Ma Xiaoxiao bought a lot of things, but at this time it became a burden, Wang Chong couldn't bear to brush off his kindness, so he also moved down, and said that it seems that he will hire a car tomorrow.

Opened two rooms in the Caoqiao Guest House, forty yuan a night for each room, the conditions are naturally not good, Ma Xiaoxiao has lived in the city since she was a child, her family is well-off, where has she lived in this kind of room, at night, the earth heating is not enough, and she shiveres from the cold, but she is sensible, and she did not complain to Wang Chong, she was tired for a day, and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that Wang Chong got up early and went outside to buy soy milk and fritters, she was already hungry, so she ate in a big gulp, "Hurry up and eat, hurry up after eating!"

When he went out, he found that Wang Chong had already moved his salute to a tricycle, and a tent was added to the back seat of the tricycle, which was a small passenger car in the village.

Wang Chong said, "I have to wronged you today, if it goes well, I can catch up with lunch." ”

Next to the guest house, there is a newly built middle school, the school has been renovated, a new teaching building, a library, and a football field, because it is winter vacation, there are not many people in the school, only two old men on duty in the gate guard box are playing chess at the door. There are four big characters written at the entrance of the school: "Caoqiao Middle School". (Note)

Wang Chong pointed to the school and said, "This is where I studied when I was a child, but at that time there were only about a dozen brick houses, and the conditions were much worse than now." Suddenly, Wang Chong did not speak, but looked at the roadside in the distance.

Ma Xiaoxiao followed Wang Chong's gaze, and saw an old man wearing a military coat and a liberation hat, pushing a car towards the inner street, the car was full of children's toys, small picture books, homework books, stationery, etc., Wang Chong said wait a minute, ran over, and bowed deeply to the old man, "Hello Teacher Liu!"

When Mr. Liu saw Wang Chong, he put down the cart, tidied up his clothes, straightened his chest, and said, "Hello." Are you?" Wang Chong said with some excitement, "Teacher Liu, I'm Wang Chong!"

Teacher Liu sighed, and seemed to recall, "Are you Wang Chong of the 94th class?" he said loudly, "I remember, last time Genzi told me that you seem to be working in a bank in Donghua City now? The students I taught back then were just you and Liu Dong!"

Wang Chong said: "How can I compare with Senior Brother Liu, he is now a well-known entrepreneur in the country, and I am still working in a small bank." Teacher Liu said, "You're not bad, compared to him, you are still too stubborn, and you have an appetite for the old man!" Teacher Liu glanced at Ma Xiaoxiao and asked, "That's your daughter-in-law?"

Wang Chong said, "My object, this is the first time this year to bring home for the New Year." Wang Chong waved his hand at Ma Xiaoxiao, Ma Xiaoxiao trotted all the way over, and called out sweetly: "Teacher Liu is good!"

Teacher Liu laughed, "Okay, when will you get married, I'll go to your village to ask for a cup of happy wine to drink!"

Wang Chong said: "I will definitely invite you when the time comes." ”

Teacher Liu glanced at the sun, and then said: "I won't tell you more, I still have to go to the set, take advantage of the Chinese New Year to sell more money, and there will be no good place to go late." ”

Wang Chongmu saw Teacher Liu leave, and Ma Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled: "He's not a teacher, why do you have to go to the market to sell things?"

Wang Chong sighed and said: "He was a private teacher back then, but later he was not converted to a public school for various reasons, and he was dismissed in 95 years. I was his last student, hey!"

More than 20 years have passed, but I didn't expect to meet my former teachers here, and my life is not very rich.

Wang Chong has the heart to help him, but this teacher has always been stubborn, because he offended a leader of the Education Committee, he would rather not turn positive, than go to beg him, how can he accept his gift.

On the way back, Wang Chong told Ma Xiaoxiao the story of Teacher Liu, Ma Xiaoxiao's eyes moistened when he heard it, and he said to Wang Chong: "Wang Chong, you are really amazing to be able to come out of such a small mountain village!"

Wang Chong sighed, "I just don't want to be tied to this yellow earth by fate, living a life where I can see the end of my life at the age of thirty, the world is so big, the outside is so exciting, if I don't know, then that's it, but since I've seen it, how can we waste the past? ”

Ma Xiaoxiao said, "Then if you meet a better woman in the future, will you not want me anymore? I'm thirty years old, and I'm going to get old, I'm so worried." ”

Wang Chong smiled, "Then you have to give me a few more children." ”

Ma Xiaoxiao saw that he was not serious, said something, thought beautifully, turned around, and ignored him.

When Wang Chong arrived home, it was almost noon. His parents were already waiting at the entrance of the village, and as soon as Wang Chong got out of the car and said hello, he was pulled aside by his mother and looked into the car, "This is Xiaoxiao, it's cold outside, get warm up in the house." His father, why don't you hurry over and help move things. ”

Ma Xiaoxiao was a little shy, Wang Chong helped her get out of the car and introduced her parents, Ma Xiaoxiao said politely: "Good uncle, good aunt." Wang Chong's mother said yes, while staring at Ma Xiaoxiao, looking at her "prospective daughter-in-law" for a while, Wang Chong's father coughed, "Let's talk about it in the first house." ”

In the second year of Wang Chong's work, he used the 200,000 yuan he earned to renovate his family's old house, build a set of two-story small buildings, and install soil heating, which is considered to be a better condition in the village. Wang Chong's mother cleaned up a clean room for Ma Xiaoxiao, and the quilts and bed sheets were all brand new, all of which were prepared for Wang Chong's marriage a long time ago, and they were all taken out.

Lunch has already been prepared, killing chickens and slaughtering fish, although there are not many tricks, but Ma Xiaoxiao has never eaten this kind of country practice, but also eats happily, she was born as a reporter, and she is naturally enthusiastic, and soon the aunt and aunt chatted with Wang Chong's mother, and as a result, I heard a lot of troubles about Wang Chong's youth.

In the evening, the family made dumplings together and watched the Spring Festival Gala, which was happy and lively.

The next day was the Spring Festival, according to the customs of the village, Wang Chong and his father and several uncles and cousins went to the village to visit the New Year, Ma Xiaoxiao took him to watch TV at home, and in the afternoon, there were more guests at home. Wang Chong came back for the New Year with a beautiful woman who looked like a movie star, and it had already spread throughout the village, and the seven aunts and eight aunts came to visit and praised Ma Xiaoxiao. After two days of getting used to it, Ma Xiaoxiao was also generous and dealt with quite decently.

In a blink of an eye, the two said goodbye to their parents, and went to Ma Xiaoxiao's parents' home to visit, and on the sixth day of junior high school, the two returned to Donghua City, a Spring Festival for eight days, and half of the time was spent on the road.

As soon as she landed at Donghua Airport, Ma Xiaoxiao received a phone call, saying that a package had arrived, Ma Xiaoxiao was strange in her heart, she hadn't bought anything recently, and the courier just told her that it was a courier in the same city, so she asked the other party to leave it at the door security guard, and forgot to pick it up.

After the two had lunch outside, Wang Chong sent Ma Xiaoxiao home, and he was going to go back to the Chengdong branch first, according to Lin Tianhua's style, the first day after the holiday work must be the whole bank meeting, he first prepared the development ideas and work priorities of the Chengdong branch this year, so as not to be caught blind when being questioned, and before he opened the door of the community, he heard Ma Xiaoxiao's phone call.

"Wang Chong, come back quickly!"

"What's wrong?"

Ma Xiaoxiao shouted on the other side of the phone, "My family has been robbed!"

Note: Highlight the key points, and the next book will be examined. The reason why I wrote this chapter is to lead to the next short story "Private Teacher" of the Three Views, the book "Money" has come to an end, after writing this one, I will spend two months to conceive "Shujian Mountain", during this period, I will spend a month to write a short story about rural private teachers in the eighties, about 100,000 words.