In the evening, the teachers' dormitory of Sipu Elementary School. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Yaqi looked at the non-stop rain and the windy wind outside the window, and couldn't help frowning, it seems that the typhoon is going to land in advance. Originally, the weather forecast also said that the typhoon would make landfall as early as tomorrow afternoon, so the school announced a meeting today, and she was not ready to live here at night, after all, it has not officially started, and she can go back by bus for two hours.

I looked down at my phone, half past five, Meng Yao should be eating at this time. I don't know if it's windy in the city, this kid always doesn't like umbrellas, and he won't brave the rain to eat again. But fortunately, with Lin Shuhan's girl, the two of them also take care of each other. Yu Yaqi has been hesitating whether to call her daughter at this time, for fear of disturbing her, the pressure of schoolwork in the third year of high school is high, and she has to squeeze out meal time, and it is better to eat well after a phone call for more than ten minutes. Second, she was afraid that she would cry when she heard her daughter's voice. It's been almost a week since the start of school, tomorrow is Saturday, and the junior year will have a holiday on Saturday afternoon and return to campus on Sunday afternoon, so the boarding students will have a day to stay at home. If it weren't for the sudden turn of the typhoon, she would have prepared to cook a good meal for her daughter.

Just when Yu Yaqi hesitated, the phone rang, it was Shen Mengyao calling, it was really a mother-daughter connection.

"Mom, are you still in Schippe?" Yu Yaqi sent a text message to her daughter before going out in the morning, and at this time, Shen Mengyao looked at the pouring rain outside the window, and couldn't help worrying about whether her mother could come back.

"Meng Yao, is it raining and windy in the city? Did you eat dinner? ”

"Mom, are you not coming back in Xipu Town, are the buses not running at this time?" As soon as Shen Mengyao heard her mother's questioning, she knew that she was still forced to stay in Xipu Primary School.

"Mom is fine, there is a dormitory here, and there is everything, even if it doesn't rain so much, I'm going to live here if the meeting is late." Yu Yaqi held back the tears rolling in her eyes, and lied as calmly as possible.

"Didn't the Seep Primary School say that the conditions were very poor? The school buildings are all from 30 years ago, do you bring a quilt and toiletries? Shen Mengyao seemed to be very calm when she listened to her mother's words, but she was still full of worry.

"What do you have to worry about Mom, the dormitory arranged for teachers here is still good, there is a small supermarket outside the door, everything. But you, are you used to living in school? How are the meals in the cafeteria? The quilt should be covered a little thicker at night, now the temperature difference between day and night is large, it is easy to catch a cold, don't lie on the bed to read at night, it is not good for the eyes......"

Yu Yaqi has been telling Shen Mengyao all the time, there is not a word about studying hard, it is just some trivial things in life.

"Mom, I'm going to study at night."

"Go ahead, come back, come back tomorrow night, and my mother will make you your favorite pumpkin pie."

"Okay."

Shen Mengyao forcibly suppressed the discomfort rolling in her throat, and quickly hung up the phone with the word "good". Even if she tried to restrain herself, she was already in tears at this moment. Similarly, Yu Yaqi, who hung up the phone, also leaned against the windowsill and cried lowly.

After a while, Yu Yaqi calmed down, as long as her daughter can get used to living in school, it doesn't matter how difficult the conditions are. She looked around at the room that had just been given to her, there was no bed, only a dirty Simmons mattress leaning upright against the wall, an old-fashioned desk, and three benches, and that was all there was to the room. The floor and table top were covered with thick dust, and the walls were mottled with yellow, yellow, green, and green, and some of them had grown moss, probably caused by rain leakage, and were full of moldy smell. The windows are also very old-fashioned wooden windows, a piece of glass has been broken, and the latch is a little unplugged. In fact, the dormitories of other teachers are similar, but she is newly transferred and has not prepared to clean in advance, so she looks particularly embarrassed.

There is one thing Yu Yaqi didn't lie to her daughter, there are indeed things sold when you turn left when you go out of Xipu Primary School, but it can't be regarded as a supermarket at all, at most it's just a commissary. Of course, in this windy and rainy weather, it is already good to have such a place to buy basic daily necessities.

After buying some daily necessities, she went to the school's logistics office to borrow a broom and a mop, and moved a large stack of newspapers from the corner of the office. She plans to paste the walls with newspaper first, and then go buy some paint to repaint the walls when she gets back to the city.

The room is not big, and it is not very troublesome to clean up, and it takes more than an hour to almost get it clean. But the workload of pasting the wall with newspaper is a bit large, Yu Yaqi took a lot of effort to just circle around, and the broken window, the wind is a little stronger, and it will clatter, so I can only use a few more newspapers to block it later.

"Teacher Yu, do you need any help?" At that moment, a head poked in through the broken window.

Yu Yaqi remembered that this should be the head of the fifth grade, and Zhang Songqing, who teaches mathematics, should be in his early fifties.

"Nothing, I can handle it." Yu Yaqi felt that she had just come to this school, so it was better to take care of herself as much as possible, and now there was no shortage of things, and she just made herself feel more comfortable.

But even if Yu Yaqi refused, Zhang Songqing still pushed the door straight and came in: "Wow, Mr. Yu cleaned this room so cleanly, even the walls were pasted with newspapers." ”

Yu Yaqi was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, she was holding the newspaper in one hand and the tape in the other, her face was dusty and sweaty. Besides, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, although this is a teacher's dormitory, but few people lived, most of the teachers and staff of Xipu Primary School are locals, even if it was windy and rainy, they all looked at the wind and rain a little lesser and went back, after all, the family is better than the school's anti-Taiwan conditions anyway.

"Why didn't Mr. Zhang come home?" Yu Yaqi didn't know where Zhang Songqing was from, but she didn't have anything else to say, so she had to pick up a sentence casually.

"I usually live in school, and there is no one to go home anyway, so I am responsible for the safety of the dormitory. The typhoon may make landfall tonight, and I'm going to see if there are any problems in every room. ”

"Then you go and get busy, I'm fine here, everything is fine." Yu Yaqi is really not used to staying in a room with a strange man late at night.

"You even have broken windows here, and you say everything is fine, and when the typhoon lands later, this room will not be able to block the rain at all."

Yu Yaqi just wanted to say, "It doesn't matter, it's just a night", but saw Zhang Songqing wave the hammer in his hand, smiled so that a deep wrinkle appeared around his eyes, and continued: "I know, so the tools are brought, and the glass can't be found for the time being, so let's staple it with a wooden board first." As he spoke, he immediately moved his hands.

Yu Yaqi was originally a little guarded, but watching Zhang Songqing seriously repair the window, she did solve her urgent need, but she was a little embarrassed by her indifference just now. So she went to pour a glass of boiling water and handed it to Zhang Songhui.

"Teacher Zhang, let's get it after drinking saliva."

Seeing Yu Yaqi bring water, Zhang Songqing immediately put down the hammer and nails, wiped his hands on his clothes, and went to pick up the cup, his eyes staring directly at the woman in front of him who was a half-old but had a good charm.

Feeling Zhang Songqing's eyes looking directly at him, just when he just touched the cup, Yu Yaqi's hand shook, and the water in the cup spilled.

"Ah, it's all my fault, Mr. Yu, are you getting hot?" Zhang Songqing immediately took the cup and put it on the table, grabbed Yu Yaqi's hand and looked at it left and right.

"I'm fine, the water isn't very hot." Yu Yaqi wanted to pull her hand out of Zhang Songhui's hand, but he was unexpectedly grabbed by him.

"Teacher Yu, your hands are so slippery, does chalk still have an emollient effect? It's smoother than milk...... ......"Zhang Songqing has already touched Yu Yaqi's hand to his arm at this moment.

"Teacher Zhang, please be respectful."

"It's not class time, don't be so rigid, I'm amazing." As she spoke, she wanted to touch Yu Yaqi's face, but she dodged it with a side face.

"What are you talking about, this is my bedroom, please go out." Yu Yaqi broke free and retreated to the corner.

"Am I saying it too subtlely, this wind and rain, how lonely you are in the room alone, or I will accompany you."

Seeing Zhang Songqing approaching him step by step, Yu Yaqi was a little panicked, and she didn't know if anyone would hear the shouting. In a panic, he felt the sealing tape placed on the stool to glue the newspaper, copied it and threw it to the opposite side, and threw it right on Zhang Songqing's face. This throw also used all his strength, and it just hit his nose, and it actually smashed blood.

Zhang Songqing felt a heart-piercing pain, and as soon as he touched his nose and the blood on his hand, he immediately became a little dizzy. I thought that today was really unlucky, I wanted to open the meat, but I actually saw blood, but I was faint from blood, so I didn't care about the image, and stumbled out.

It wasn't until Zhang Songqing left for a long time that Yu Yaqi's tense body softened, squatted down along the wall, hugged her knees, and sobbed.