Chapter 118: In a Dream
"Is it cold?" the little girl helped Ma Xiaodong put the schoolbag into the desk, looked at the hoarfrost on Ma Xiaodong's neck, and couldn't help but ask with concern. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThis kind of hoarfrost is very common in the winter of Tohoku, as long as you work or play outside for a long time, the air you breathe will slowly freeze, forming a layer of white frost near your mouth.
Rubbing his face that was a little numb from the cold, Ma Xiaodong twisted the mouth of the frozen Mu Ran a few times, and said with a smile: "It's okay, fortunately I listened to my mother's words and brought a hat and neck cover, otherwise I would have frozen to death." ”
While the two were talking, Mr. Guo walked in, knocked on the table and said, "The boys come with me, everyone go to the back garden of the school to get firewood, let's put on the stove today." ”
The reason why everyone is so happy when they hear the stove is not because of how cold it is in the house, but because after setting up the stove, there is another fun thing in the class.
Youthful, energetic, dust-free can raise three feet of ash, not to mention the stove is such a fun thing, there are too many uses, plus, if you build a stove, then you don't have to go to the first class, if you slowly drag out the time, the second class has passed, it's just an extra benefit.
When I came to the backyard, in front of the stacks of neatly placed wood to chop firewood, someone had already begun to carry it, and some children in the lower grades could only take a few at a time, and their tired little faces were flushed.
Under the guidance of the teacher, Ma Xiaodong began to carry firewood into the house, and there was a lot of strength in the house, and one person made a few trips, and a firewood stack more than one meter high was stacked on the back wall of the class.
After that, everyone began to install the stove, the so-called stove, which was not the same as Ma Xiaodong's, but a large iron oil drum. Four legs are welded on the bottom, and a circular hole is opened on the top for connecting the furnace tube.
Several people worked together to carry the stove back and began to assemble it with their hands and feet, Ma Xiaodong ran back to his seat after holding the firewood and talked to the little girl, and he was not interested in participating in the rest of the things, so he could be lazy for a while.
"Time is so fast, we are all in the sixth grade, and by this time next year, we will all go to the middle school in the town, right?" the little girl looked at the busy classmates and sighed inexplicably.
Ma Xiaodong glanced at the little girl suspiciously, not knowing why she wanted to say this today, so he echoed: "Well, it's quite fast." ”
The little girl suddenly turned her head to look at Ma Xiaodong and said, "I'm a little reluctant to leave." "After six or seven years of study and life here, it can be said that I have grown up so much, basically all the time is spent here, and I suddenly thought that I will go to middle school next year, and the little girl is a little inexplicably sad.
When Ma Xiaodong heard this, he said with a smile: "Then you still plan to go to elementary school here for the rest of your life? Moreover, the outside world is also very exciting, and you will know when you go." Ma Xiaodong said thoughtfully.
In his previous life, Ma Xiaodong spent three years in junior high school and one and a half years in high school, all of which were spent in the town, which can be said to be the most wonderful and purest time in his life, experiencing a lot of ups and downs, heartbreak and happiness, too many unforgettable people, and unforgettable things.
Loved, hated, glorious, humiliated, smoked a cigarette with good friends and brothers, covered a quilt, ate a bowl of rice, although with the passage of time, everyone went their separate ways, and slowly became less contacted, but the feelings were only pressed in the bottom of the heart, and never diminished.
When the little girl heard this, she said in a low mood: "However, yesterday I heard my parents say that junior high school may not let me go to junior high school." "Yesterday she overheard her father talking to her mother, who seemed to be deliberately not letting her go to secondary school, but her mother seemed to support her to continue her education.
After the little girl heard the news, she was sad for a long time, thinking that Ma Xiaodong would go to middle school in the future, but she could only farm at home, and after a few years, maybe Ma Xiaodong would forget about herself, thinking of this, the little girl's sad eyes were red.
Ma Xiaodong didn't know that the little girl had thought so much, and when he heard the little girl's description, he wasn't too surprised, because the little girl went to middle school for a few days in her previous life, and then she didn't go anymore, if there were no accidents in this life, it was estimated that it would be the same, but he had his own in this life, how could he let the little girl drop out of school? He also wanted the little girl to accompany him all the time.
"Don't worry, I'll leave this to me, and I'll definitely get your parents to agree to let you go to middle school when the time comes. "The reason why the little girl's family didn't let her go to middle school was because of the problem of money, the problem that money can solve, for Ma Xiaodong, is that still a problem?
The little girl knew that Ma Xiaodong was very powerful, but no matter how powerful she was, the affairs of her own family were not something he could solve, so after listening to Ma Xiaodong's words, she just thought that he was comforting herself, nodded, but she didn't care too much in her heart.
As soon as Ma Xiaodong saw the little girl's appearance, he knew that she didn't believe it, but there was no way to prove this thing, so he could only speak with facts when the time came.
The stove was set up, and when Zhang Xiaolong lit the stove with a piece of birch bark, it was also lit with the joy of these primary school students, everyone would glance at the stove a few times when they were in class, and planned to use it to bake something when class ended. This enthusiasm lasts for two days until the freshness has passed.
As soon as the bell rang for class, the teacher left, and as Ma Xiaodong expected, these guys, one by one, rushed to sit around the stove, because they didn't know that they were going to build the stove today, so they didn't prepare anything to eat, and they threw all the boring and broken things into the stove, and after a while, the stove was burned red, and the people around them couldn't stand the heat, and couldn't help but want to retreat.
Time passed slowly, as if the little girl sighed, time flies so fast, school is about to end in the blink of an eye, even if Ma Xiaodong is a human being, but it still feels like time does not give people a chance to stay at all. Looking at the sun slowly turning red outside the window, Ma Xiaodong couldn't help but be grateful, and really thanked God for giving him a chance to do it again.
"Remember to send me a message in the evening, and if there is anything, you have to let me know. The little girl looked at Ma Xiaodong with a reluctant face, arming herself tightly, as if she came in the morning.
Ma Xiaodong stared at the little girl's eyes and said seriously: "Well, don't worry, I won't forget you when I arrive, because I have missed you once in my last life, and I will never let go again this time." ”
The little girl asked in a daze, "Huh, in the last life?"
Ma Xiaodong smiled mysteriously: "In a dream!"