Meng Xiaopeng knew that he couldn't get rid of his father's clutches, he tried to be wronged and live under his father's hands. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But his concession, instead of letting Father Meng let go, intensified, and even killed Grandma Meng after a drink.

After Grandma Meng's accident, Father Meng hid for a while and bribed the people in the village with money, only saying that Grandma Meng had fallen to her death.

Meng Xiaopeng tried to explain the situation to the village chief, and wanted to send Meng's father to prison, but naturally it was impossible to do so, but he was beaten by Meng's father and was injured all over, and used this to call Meng's mother to ask for money.

Meng's mother came back a few times and found that her son was not a son, and he had become a demented child, and Meng's father would only ask her for money and use her as an ATM.

No one asked her if she was doing well outside, and whether it was hard to make money?

She gradually died, and just happened to meet a nice man outside, and the two were together and had a new family.

Meng's mother no longer sent money to Meng's family, Meng's father was angry but there was nothing he could do with her, so he could only put a lot of resentment on Meng Xiaopeng's body, thinking that he was not competitive enough to catch Meng's mother's heart.

Meng Xiaopeng just wanted to die at the moment, but he didn't die several times, but was treated more harshly.

Grandma Meng is the best person for Meng Xiaopeng, and her death is despair for Meng Xiaopeng, and the disappearance of the last ray of sunshine in the bright world.

He hated the people in the village, hated the village chief, hated those who knew the truth but refused to speak, and of course he hated Father Meng even more.

The village chief's house has a color TV, and Meng Xiaopeng often secretly lies on the village chief's window to watch TV.

The various criminal facts reported in the news made him gradually learn some methods and think of some methods at a young age.

He was determined to put an end to this miserable life.

One night, Meng's father drank too much again, and the owner of the village commissary came to ask for a debt, saying that Meng's father owed thousands of yuan in wine bills.

Because the Meng family was already surrounded by walls, they really couldn't come up with any money, and Meng's father broke his leg and was unable to work, so the commissary owner asked Meng Xiaopeng to work for their family and use manpower to pull a plow to pay off the debt.

The little boy, who was only eleven years old, had to pull a plough ox that was a head taller than him, and his shoulders were blistered with blood from the rope.

Several times he was so tired that he fell into the mud field, soaked all over, and shivered from the cold, but the owner of the commissary, not only did not sympathize with him, but also scolded him, and even beat him.

Meng Xiaopeng was scarred, so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he didn't even drink hot water when he got home, and he had to take care of his drunken father.

Looking at the cold home that had already been unrecognizable, Meng Xiaopeng's eyes radiated desperate indifference.

From the gap in the corner, he took out his favorite homework book and the pencil tip that was about to be worn out, and began to write a suicide note in earnest.

It's just that he is only in the fourth grade, and his literacy is limited, and some words can't be used, so he uses pinyin instead.

When he had finished writing, he packed the pages in a shabby envelope he had stolen from the village chief's house, and he wanted to send it to his mother in the city.

It's just that the postman can only come once a month, and his envelope is old and broken, and there are no stamps yet, so it is impossible for the postman to send it to him.

There is no obligation to help bring it.

Meng Xiaopeng was dazed, sitting on the mountain in a daze, and when he turned around, he vaguely saw a bright light ahead.

He walked over curiously, and was surprised to find that there was a green mailbox there, and the mailbox read: Wish Mailbox.

He had common sense and knew that by dropping a letter in the mailbox, he could get where he wanted to go.

So he solemnly threw his suicide note into the mailbox, and seriously asked the mailbox to send this letter to his mother.

Perhaps, he didn't know who to send it to?

If his mother really loved him, why didn't she come to pick him up, why did she reorganize the family, why did she leave him here alone to suffer?

The more he thought about it, the colder Meng Xiaopeng's heart became, and when he took a deep breath, he came back to his senses and found that the mailbox was gone.

It seemed to be his delusion, but the suicide note he wrote by himself really disappeared again.

Could it be his delusion, that he was too hungry and tired, or that maybe he hadn't written a suicide note at all?

Didn't his beloved books, his pencil case, his textbooks, and his homework books all been thrown into the river by his drunkard father?

Meng Xiaopeng thought that he had dreamed of a suicide note, and hallucinated to see the thing called the wish mailbox.

After Meng Xiaopeng returned home, he was calm and not like an eleven-year-old child, picked up the hemp rope, and tied Meng's father in a circle.

tied Meng's father's fish to the dilapidated wooden bed.

Then he moved all the firewood from his family to the bedside of Meng's father, and poured the remaining wine that Meng's father drank on top of the firewood.

A match was struck: a loud sound, a little light, lit up in the dark room, illuminating a face that did not match his age, overmature, and indifferent.

Meng Xiaopeng showed a released smile in his eyes, and threw the lit match on the pyre.

After reading the letter and the complete introduction of this event in the dream system, I only felt depressed and uncomfortable.

This kid is so pathetic!

But there are thousands of children like this all over the world.

Whose fault is this?

Father Meng, who broke his leg, lost his ability to work, was willing to fall, and used alcohol to kill his sorrows, is responsible!

Meng Mu, who is weak but full of suffering, is also responsible!

Those who ignore the village chiefs are also responsible!

I looked at the execution of this task with peace of mind, and I couldn't perform soul piercing instead of counterattack.

I can only help from the side.

Operate on the system interface with peace of mind and start setting up time rewind.

Let's go back to that backward mountain village before the flood, and be a volunteer teacher in the township.

The slender white fingers lightly tapped on the start button, only to see white light gushing out, and then the whole person was submerged.

When the white light disappeared, the time photo studio had already shuttled from the river of years to the backward small county town.

Anxin walked out of the door of the Time Photo Studio, wearing a simple denim outfit and carrying a backpack, and walked towards the education bureau of this backward county.

Quickly found the person in charge, and explained her intention with peace of mind, she wanted to go to Mengjiatun to teach.

Mengjiatun is very backward, with only one dilapidated school building that is about to collapse, and there are only two teachers there.

One is an old professor who had been deprived of his status during the Cultural Revolution and held the position of president.

The dilapidated school building was built by himself and the villagers, burning bricks and building them piece by piece.

The other is a lovelorn college student in the city, who came to teach, and when he came, he was full of righteousness.

In order to welcome her, the villagers solemnly took out the eggs and chickens to be sold for money, and sent many valuable things to the school for her to eat, and gave her a place to live, which is also the best house in Mengjiatun after the village chief's house.

However, Meng Jiatun is too backward and too bitter, and the college student has been staying for less than half a year, so he really can't stand it, and he has already asked for instructions from above, gone through the procedures, and will leave in another month.

Listening to the briefing of the leaders of the Education Bureau, she knew in her heart that this was the female teacher who was about to be washed away and sacrificed in the flood because of saving students.

"What is the name of this young lady?" said the leader of the Education Bureau, with a smile on his face.

"My surname is An, you can tell me to be at ease. I don't know when I can go to Mengjiatun, it's going to be the end of the junior high school exam soon, I want to go there early, I can do more for the children in the village. ”

"Miss An is really enthusiastic, but the mountain road to Mengjiatun is very difficult to walk, if it is a sunny day, it will be better, a few days ago it has been a heavy rainstorm, and the only bridge has been washed away. Now the county magistrate is sending people to rush to repair, I'm afraid it will take a few days. ”

Anxin pondered, she couldn't wait, she had to build a good relationship with the Meng family before the flood came, so that when it was critical, speaking could work.

"If there is no bridge, there is no boat, and we can take a boat to cross it?"

"Miss An, how can we not know this truth, it's just that the current is turbulent, the boat can't hold it at all, it's too dangerous, you are all kind-hearted people, for the sake of Mengjiatun's children, we can't put you in danger, let's wait." ”

"In this way, you help me go through the formalities first, and then give me a map to Mengjiatun, and I will find a way to go by myself when the time comes." Don't worry, I was on the swimming team when I was in college, and I wasn't afraid of falling into the water. ”

Seeing that Anxin was so anxious and so serious and enthusiastic, the staff of the Meng County Education Bureau were moved.

He was originally from Mengjiatun, and since he was admitted to a high school in the city, he never wanted to go back.

The formalities were completed quickly, and I got the letter of introduction and the map with peace of mind, and I was going to leave.

"Teacher An, this can't be done, we still have to notify the villagers and hold a welcome ceremony for you. ”

"No need, the villagers are already poor, there is no need to hold any welcome ceremony, I am here to do practical things, not to go through the motions, forget about those vanities. Anxin had turned around in a dashing manner, waved his hand and walked away.

The staff of the Education Bureau chased them out, but in a blink of an eye, they disappeared with peace of mind, and they could only sigh, what a warm-hearted person.

If there were a few more such enthusiastic teachers, the children of Mengjiatun would not be so bitter.

Entering Mengjia Town from Meng County, and then going out from the entrance of the town, climbing mountains and wading through rivers, walking for more than two hours, finally saw the river that the leaders of the Education Bureau said.

There was also a pile of broken wood and rotten ropes on the bank of the river.

The river is indeed a bit wide, but it is a small meaning for peace of mind.

You must know that when she left in the last days, her ability had already reached level 10, and she could jump hundreds of meters in the air.

For such a river that is only a few tens of meters, it is a piece of cake.

But I'm afraid that if someone passing by sees it, it will cause trouble, so let's honestly cut it down with wood.

She took out a sharp axe from the fairy peach space, walked towards the nearby mountain, and began to chop up the thick round wood.

He cut a lot of very tough vines, and soon made a wooden row.

I found a place with a bend and a relatively gentle water flow, put down the wooden raft, and used some internal force to settle down, let the river flow be turbulent, just like walking on a flat water wave.

With both hands stretched out the strength, the wood pulp was rowed, and the wood feller galloped towards the opposite shore quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she looked around, relaxed her breath, and jumped directly from the wood felling to the shore.

Pat the corner of the clothes, without a drop of water stains, and float away.

In the mountains and forests, he started his divine steps, and his speed was suddenly improved.

If you are hungry, eat some, prepare food in advance, and if you are thirsty, drink some fairy pond water.

In less than an hour, I arrived at the primary school in Mengjiatun, and I saw the five-star red flag waving in the wind from a distance.

She raised her wrist and looked at the watch, it was only about ten o'clock at the moment, and if she listened carefully, she could hear the sound of reading aloud in the classroom.

Anxin walked into the courtyard wall made of stones, which was made of white lime, and five big characters were written vigorously: Mengjiatun Primary School.

There are only three houses in a row in this whole elementary school, which may have been burned out of green bricks, but after years of washing and polishing.

It's already scarred, and I can't see my original appearance.

Moreover, the felt on the roof is worn out, and traces of repair can be seen in many places.

The room on the far left should be the classroom, because there are students reading in it.

The one on the far right may be the kitchen, because there are some kitchen utensils and firewood piled up at the door.

In the middle room, some of the corroded wooden doors were hung with crooked wooden signs that read: Teacher's Office.

An An breathed a sigh of relief and showed a hint of a smile, finally arrived.

She shook her fist, refueled herself, and walked over to the teacher's office.

Raised his hand and tapped lightly a few times: "Is anyone there, please?"

"Please come in!" A crisp woman's voice should be the female teacher who is about to return to the city.

Anxin pushed the door and walked in, it was very simple, a simple desk made of two wooden boards, full of books, textbooks, chalk boxes, and some teaching aids with raw edges.

The two benches were clearly patchworked, one of the legs was shorter, and two stones were being put together to support the balance.

When the female teacher saw Anxin, she couldn't help but look up and down, her eyes full of surprise and doubt.

It is really unbelievable that such a beautiful and fashionable girl appeared in Mengjiatun.

"Are you?" asked the female teacher, who was suddenly timid, and asked softly in a small voice.

A warm smile bloomed on Anxin's face, and he took the initiative to step forward, stretched out his hand, and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Anxin, and I am here to teach in Mengjiatun. In the future, I will ask my seniors to take care of me. ”

"Uh, hello, my name is Zhang Hui, it's great, you're here, I can leave with confidence.

Otherwise, I've been struggling lately, and I always feel sorry for these children. As she spoke, the female teacher's eyes turned red.

When she was most painful to fall out of love and felt that the whole world had nowhere to place, it was Meng Jiatun who gave her a world.

Here, facing the innocent smiling faces of children every day, watching their thirst for knowledge, she gradually got rid of the shadow of broken love, walked out, and faced herself again.

It's just that she hates herself a little, she has suffered for half a year, why can't she hold on for a while, these children are really cute, very smart, and so eager for new knowledge.