In the afternoon, Wang Yongliang and Wang Yongdong walked out of the house with their schoolbags. Wang Yongdong has a group of friends, and he usually disdains to play with a little kid like Wang Yongliang. So when he left the house, Wang Yongdong ran to find Yonglin, the son of his uncle Wang Xiangxiu. Wang Yongliang had no choice but to walk to the school in the west of the village by himself.

Wangzhuang Primary School has only four grades, and to go to the fifth grade, you have to go to a neighboring village. There are only five rooms in the school, and the east one is the office of teachers Wang Jiqing and Wang Jiliang. The two rooms on the west side are the combined classrooms for the third and fourth grades, and the middle two rooms are the combined classrooms for the first and second grades. At that time, the conditions were not enough to meet the requirements of one classroom per grade, nor to meet the requirements of one teacher per grade, and the curriculum was only two subjects: Chinese and arithmetic. Wang Jiqing teaches four grades of Chinese, while Wang Jiliang teaches four grades of arithmetic.

Wang Yongliang looked at these childhood friends in the classroom, and felt some emotion in his heart! Jin Zhong, Lao Jiu, Dani, Jin Feng, Feng Qin...... , the life trajectory of these people's previous lives all came to mind at once. Admiralty and Lao Jiu have been farming at home, Admiralty later opened a wood-plank factory by himself, because of poor management, debts, had to go away, Wang Yongliang before he was reborn, he had not seen him for many years. Dani and Fengqin both married into a neighboring village and lived in the countryside all their lives. Jin Feng went to Dalian to work after getting married, her man died of cancer when he was in his thirties, and she dragged her two children to live, and she did not remarry, and it is said that she did not live very ......well.

"Liangzi, okay?" An affectionate greeting interrupted Wang Yongliang's thoughts, and at a glance, it was the same Wang Xiangwen. Xiangwen is three months younger than Wang Yongliang, and he is Wang Yongliang's uncle in terms of seniority. Xiangwen had a bad fate, his parents died one after another in his infancy, and it was his grandfather Wang who preached a handful of and urine to pull him up, and the bitterness can be imagined. Qi Guangrong is kind-hearted, often helps his grandfather, and often asks Wang Yongliang to send him delicious and fun. came and went, and because of the same age and similar personalities, the two became inseparable good friends. Wang Yongliang never called his uncle, and mischievously nicknamed Xiangwen -- Mosquito.

"Okay, mosquito, here?" Wang Yongliang affectionately put his hand on Xiangwen's shoulder.

Wang Xiangwen said embarrassedly: "I didn't go to see you, I heard my grandfather say that he didn't let me go because of the rash infection." As he spoke, he mysteriously leaned into Wang Yongliang's ear and said, "I'll keep good things for you and send them to you at night." ”

"What's good?"

"Melon!"

"Good. ”

Yongliang knew that Wang Jidao showed the vegetable garden to the production team, which must be "the first month near the water". Wang Yongliang can't live up to his friend's wishes.

At this time, Chinese teacher Wang Jiqing walked into the classroom. The cacophony immediately died down, and the students all sat up straight. There's no way, we all know that Teacher Jiqing is very strict, and if he is disobedient, he will be punished at the light level, and he will be beaten with the palm of his hand, which is quite a bit of the old master's style. "Today, the first-grade students will review first, and the second-grade students will study the text "Blowing Snow for Military Families". Before learning this text, first check the last part of "Abacus Ringing", Wang Xiangwen, you come to read. "Although Xiangwen looks honest, he actually has a good brain. He stood up and read very fluently:

"In the past, the landlord's abacus rang

Collect rent and force debts to grab grain

The poor middle peasants could not live

Sell sons and daughters to escape the famine

Now the team is abacus

Every year, there is a surplus of grain in a bumper harvest

The poor and middle peasants live well

Send your children to school

The past and the present abacus sounded

The old and new societies are not the same

Remember the bittersweet and do not forget the roots

The class struggle is in mind"

At this time, the texts were basically obviously political, and "The Abacus Ringing" is a model with this characteristic. Wang Yongliang was not interested in such articles, anyway, he no longer paid attention to the matter of class, and his mind began to wander: "What should I do? Not to mention the primary school curriculum, even the current middle school curriculum is not a problem for me." I can't say that I can do it, I have no teacher, and my performance is too demonic! I haven't heard of any prodigies yet, let's talk about it in a few years, it's better to keep a low profile for now. Otherwise, learn calligraphy from Teacher Jiqing, otherwise it will be a waste of time. Wang Yongliang knew that Mr. Jiqing wrote a good calligraphy, especially good at willow style, and his words were famous in the township for "cool and beautiful, strong bones, and tight knots". The Spring Festival couplets of every household in Wangzhuang Village are all from him, and whoever has a red and white happy event is basically asked to write it. Wang Yongliang knows that a good hand is important for realizing his dreams, it will not play a decisive role, but it will definitely be a big help. Thinking about this thoroughly, Wang Yongliang also made up his mind.

Do what you want, Wang Yongliang is a doer. After class, he went to the teacher's office and said to Wang Jiqing: "Teacher, I want to learn to write calligraphy with you, I don't know if it's okay?"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Jiqing and Wang Jiliang looked at him in surprise, and Wang Jiqing said, "Why did you think of learning calligraphy?"

"The teacher's calligraphy is so beautiful, and I also want to write my handwriting well, so I want to learn. ”

Wang Jiqing was clearly a man of great vanity, and even though the compliment came from a nine-year-old, he smiled reservedly. "Writing calligraphy requires perseverance and perseverance, and it is necessary to practice diligently. Can you do it?"

"I'll be able to do it. ”

Looking at Wang Yongliang's determined gaze, Wang Jiqing said: "Okay, then let's try, but there is one thing, homework can't be left behind." ”

"Don't worry, teacher, I won't let you down!"

"I'm happy to meet a student who is studious! Okay, you get your pen and ink ready, come to my house every Sunday night, and I'll teach you." ”

"Thank you, teacher!" Wang Yongliang happily saluted the teacher and ran back to the classroom .......

At dinner, Wang Xiangke also came back from the commune, and Wang Yongliang said to him: "Dad, I want to learn calligraphy from Mr. Wang Jiqing, and he agreed." You buy me a brush and ink. ”

Wang Xiangke was overjoyed when he heard it: "Okay, words are like people, and it is very important to write words well." Leave it alone, I'll buy it for you when I get back tomorrow. ”

After dinner, Xiangwen sent three melons to Wang Yongliang as promised, asked Ping'er to send one to her grandmother, and the remaining two families shared the food. I have to say that in this era, there is a lack of material, there are too few snacks to eat, just a melon, and the family also eats deliciously!

The next day, Wang Xiangke bought back pen and ink for Yongliang, and brought back a stack of newspapers for the purpose of practicing calligraphy, raw edge paper and rice paper are not to think about, it is estimated that the supply and marketing cooperatives have not sold them, just this, Wang Yongliang is already very satisfied.

Since then, calligraphy has become Wang Yongliang's lifelong hobby.......