After washing his feet, Jiang Youchun put on his cloth shoes and splashed the water on the ridge of the vegetable garden at the back door, and then returned to stuff the basin under the bed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he will deliberately slow down his steps when entering and exiting his small single room, in order not to affect Chunfang's learning.

Jiang Youchun was a boarding student when he was in high school in the county, and his habit of not washing his face and feet before going to bed was disgusted by the boys in the county who slept in his lower bunk and loved to be clean. After living here, he paid special attention to personal hygiene, boiling buckets of water and taking them to the farm to take a shower every three or five days, and washing his face and feet every night before going to bed.

After stuffing the basin, he lay on the bed facing the back room and read a book, whether Chunfang borrowed "Speaking Tang" for him, or a line-bound book. There was a small window in the earthen wall behind him, and he turned his head to see the farm. For ventilation, there is a gap of dozens of centimeters between each of the green bricks on the farm, and there are two lights left in it that will not be extinguished at night.

Every night when he was lying in bed and reading a book before going to bed, Jiang Youchun listened to the sound of piglets humming behind him, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the shadow of Chunfang through the curtains.

The lights in the inner room went out, Chunfang and the fifth and sixth went to bed, and Jiang Youchun also turned off the lights. No matter how tired he is in the day, as long as the lights in the inner room are not extinguished, he will accompany Chunfang with the lights in every quiet night.

The lights of the farm shimmered through the small windows, stirring the darkness of the room.

The darkness in the shimmer was like a warm quilt, gently covering Jiang Youchun, releasing the unspeakable thoughts that stung on his chest......

The sun and moon alternate between morning and dusk, night passes, dawn comes, and the sun is new every day.

The bell rang for the last class in the morning, Chunfang packed up her books and locked her desk, she walked to the door of the classroom and was stopped by her classmate Xiang Xiaojuan.

Xiao Juan walked quickly towards her through a row of desks, "Did you borrow my book last time and read it, my dad asked yesterday, you can bring it back to me in the afternoon after reading." ”

"He seems to be still watching it yesterday, can you return it when he finishes reading it?"

"Your helper? I thought you took it to see, and I borrowed it for the old hat for a long time. ”

Chunfang smiled, smiling a little pretentiously, "The old hat can't read?" Who prescribes. ”

The two went out of the classroom and went down the stairs, and Xiaojuan said: "Once I went to the small cooperative to buy glue, I saw the old hat. Not to mention that he is still a little handsome, I noticed that his shirt collar is also quite clean, which is still a little different from the average country hat. ”

"He still has a year of high school, don't underestimate him."

"Huh!" Xiao Juan's eyes rolled and touched Chunfang with her elbow, "You won't be like the tiger girl in the camel Xiangzi, you will fall in love with an old hat, right?" ”

Chunfang paused suddenly, squinted at Xiaojuan, and left angrily.

"Neurotic!" Xiaojuan stared at Chunfang's back and muttered, "No, it's not, what's the anger!" ”

Of course Chunfang is angry, she has always been extremely high-minded, in her opinion, this is Xiaojuan's contempt for her, does she Gu Chunfang look like a country native old hat?

Angry when she returned home, Chunfang bumped into Jiang Youchun when she walked into the back room, and when she went in, he might hear her footsteps and come out of her room in a panic.

"I'm back." He greeted her in a muffled voice, his gaze so nervous that there was nowhere to put it.

"What are you doing in my room? I don't know if a girl's room can't just break into? Do you really think of this as your own home? ”

Chunfang yelled at him with his head covered his face.

His face instantly flushed red, all the way to his neck.

"What were you yelling in that room?" Chunfang went to the next room to pour water to drink, and Tu Bamei asked weakly in the outhouse.

"It's so annoying." Chunfang walked to Tu Bamei's bed and complained in a low voice, "That hillbilly doesn't know what to rummage in my room, he doesn't understand the rules at all, and he doesn't treat himself as an outsider." ”

Tu Bamei had a long towel folded on her forehead, she glanced at Chunfang slightly, and said: "Youchun has strong self-esteem, he is a down-to-earth and steady person, don't hurt others when you speak." ”

Chunfang flicked her eyes, walked two steps to the back room and returned to ask Tu Bamei, "Mom, are you feeling better today?" ”

Before Tu Bamei could speak, footsteps sounded in the next room, and Deng Guangming came again. Because the door on Tu Bamei's side was closed, he walked through the next door and turned from the open back room to this side.

"What are you doing again? Debt collection? Chunfang's words were full of gunpowder.

"You're mistaken." Deng Guangming opened the zipper of the briefcase, took out a receipt, put the receipt on Tu Bamei's pillow, and said, "Aunt Tu, this is a punishment receipt, I will hand over the money for you." ”

Tu Bamei ripped off the towel on her forehead, she turned over and sat up, looked at Deng Guangming, and then grabbed the receipt. After sweeping her eyes, she asked Deng Guangming, "How many wages do you earn a month, who do you borrow from?" ”

"You don't care who you borrow it, rest assured that you can recover from your illness first, and I'll go back."

Deng Guangming borrowed the money from his aunt. His aunt works in the cultural center of a neighboring county, and his uncle is also a small cadre in a neighboring county, and the two of them have some savings. Deng Guangming went out from Tu Bamei's yesterday, and when he returned to the office, he asked for leave and took a car to his aunt's house. He told his aunt that he had a girlfriend and his mother didn't agree, and now he broke up with his family and moved to live in a dormitory. Deng Guangming said he wanted to buy a tape recorder to learn English.

It's a good thing to love learning, and his aunt fully supports him and makes him not in a hurry to repay the money. He also told him to reconcile with his parents as soon as possible, and his aunt said that there are no parents in the world.

With this thousand yuan, Tu Bamei's illness was more than half better, and in the afternoon, when Cai Butcher sent his eldest girl another 600 yuan, Tu Bamei's illness was almost completely cured.

The eldest girl only studied in the third grade of primary school and didn't study again, Tu Bamei saw that half of her eldest girl's clothes were torn, so she went to the back room to rummage through Jianxin's two clothes and a pair of pants for her.

A child without a mother is pitiful, much worse than a child without a father.

"Auntie, I don't want it. I said that the money will be repaid slowly in monthly installments, so I am not in a hurry. The eldest girl blushed and refused to ask Tu Ba Mei for the clothes she gave.

"What your aunt gave you, you will take it steadily. It's not a new clothes, it's all old clothes and pants that my family can't wear, so you can wear them if you don't dislike them. Tell your aunt and say thank you, and this money will be repaid as soon as possible and won't embarrass him. ”

"I really don't want it, aunt, you ......" The eldest girl knew that Tu Bamei's family had eight daughters, and she couldn't wear clothes and pants and there were feet underneath, and she wanted to excuse herself, but her eyes unintentionally glanced at the portrait on the left wall that was blocked by the contemptuous basket on the low cabinet, which was the portrait of Tu Bamei's man. Her eyelids jumped, she stopped talking, hugged the clothes that she was about to push out in her arms, nodded at Tu Bamei and turned to run.

"This girl, in a hurry, looks like a ghost in the house is going to pinch her." Tu Ba Mei didn't care about her sudden hasty departure, she was just grateful for Cai Tu's help.

Six hundred yuan, Tu Ba Mei thought with her heel and knew that Cai Butcher couldn't take it out, she must have given up her old face and scraped together to get it for her, so she had to hurry up and make money for him to take it back, how could she have time to sit at home and get sick.

Tu Bamei picked up and went out in the direction of the workers' and rural neighborhood committees. (To be continued.) )