The snow on the top of the mountain has finally melted, the clouds are still so white, and the green hills are still so green. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but Zishan has long been unable to calm down to enjoy these picturesque scenery, she still has not been freed from the sudden death of Zhu Zi and Grandpa Deshun, and she seems much more melancholy than before.

She hadn't visited Grandma Du for two weeks, and even the dress was brought over to Yuzhu by Secretary Zhang. Every time after school, she always walked alone on the path without purpose. The relationship with the other volunteer teacher is also far less harmonious than before. often quarrels with him over trivial matters, but she is still so gentle to the children, but the children have not seen the cheerful little shirt teacher in the classroom for a long time, and it seems to be far away.

The skyline is still hung with the morning glow, which will decorate the setting dusk brilliantly and charmingly. On that breezy evening, Secretary Zhang, who had had dinner, came to Zishan's residence, carrying a piece of meat that had been smoked for a long time and a few freshly laid eggs. Zi Shan was sitting in the corridor looking at the books she brought during the Chinese New Year, and Teacher Huang was stir-frying vegetables next door, which was the fragrance of fried meat with leeks.

Zi Shirt saw Secretary Zhang come up, put the book on the cement railing, got up, and said, "Secretary Zhang!" You're here! ”

"Hmmm! Let's take a look at you and Xiaohuang, how about it? Have you eaten it? ”

"Oh! I don't have much appetite, so I got off the bowl of noodles, and Mr. Huang is stir-frying! I'll call him. ”

Secretary Zhang put the meat and eggs on the threshold, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Huang doesn't need to call when he is stir-frying, I'll go over later." ”

Zi Yi immediately entered the house, moved a chair for Secretary Zhang, poured a glass of water and handed it to Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang sat down and took a sip of water, and said, "Yuzhu came to me after school the day before yesterday, do you know?" He sighed to himself, "Hey! This little girl! Zishan was taken aback, because Grandma Du was very opposed to Yuzhu and Secretary Zhang getting along alone, there must be something urgent, could it be grandma・・・・・

Purple Shirt hurriedly said, "I don't know!" Is there any urgency for Yuzhu to find Uncle Zhang? ”

"Yuzhu can be in a hurry, she came to me to ask me to help her!"

Zi Shirt said eagerly: "What's wrong with her?" Nothing will happen! Secretary Zhang took another sip of water and said, "She! Let me help her find her mother! ”

Zishan was taken aback, thinking that Yuzhu had told Secretary Zhang about the last time, and before she could speak, Secretary Zhang continued: "At first, I was also startled, but then she told me that since you came to our village, you have been very good to her and grandma, often go to see her, and often bring things she has never eaten, she has experienced the taste of losing her mother for a long time in you, she said that you are like her mother." ”

Secretary Zhang took another sip of water, and continued: "She said that since the death of the pillar, her mother seems to have left her again, she hopes that you can be the same as before, she doesn't want to lose her mother again!" ”

When Secretary Zhang finished speaking, Zi Yi was already crying, and after the tears were wiped dry, they continued to flow until they reached his mouth.

Secretary Zhang stood up, patted the purple shirt on the shoulder, and said slightly: "Everyone is sad for the death of Zhuzi and Grandpa Deshun, but everyone hopes that you will cheer up, and your Aunt Wang has been worried about you!" Hopefully you'll be able to come over for a meal tomorrow. With that, he walked next door to visit Mr. Huang, who had just arrived.

Purple Shirt wiped away her tears with her hands, put the meat and eggs into the room, picked up her book again, and read it with relish.

When Mr. Huang saw Secretary Zhang's sudden visit, he hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands with Secretary Zhang warmly. Secretary Zhang looked at the fried shredded meat on the table and teased: "Xiao Huang! The food is good! Stir-fried shredded pork, this is the treatment of the county magistrate! Not bad, haha! Teacher Huang hurriedly scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Where, where!" Once a week! Hey! Why don't Secretary Zhang stay and eat! I'll have a drink with the secretary! Secretary Zhang smiled: "You are bribing cadres!" Teacher Huang hurriedly smiled and said: "Definitely, I am obviously trying to bring the relationship between the cadres and the masses closer!" Hehe, the secretary wants to appreciate his face! Secretary Zhang smiled: "Hahaha! In the end, he is a cultural person, and his speech is different from that of ordinary people, and I also want to have a drink with you! But I've eaten them all! If you come to a hard stomach, you can't stand it! You eat! I'll go first! Seeing that Secretary Zhang was leaving, it was inconvenient for Mr. Huang to stay.

The next day, Zishan surprisingly took the initiative to invite Mr. Huang to take a music class with her, because Mr. Huang graduated from the Conservatory of Music and his attainments in music were much higher than Zishan's. Teacher Huang was also shocked, but he was embarrassed to refuse, so he had to readily agree.

In the music class, Zi Shirt seemed to have changed as a person, becoming as cheerful and lively as before, shaking his head, playing the xylophone, smiling at Teacher Huang from time to time, and clapping his hands from time to time to accompany the children. Seeing the joy of Teacher Xiaoshan's return, the children were even more excited, sitting upright, with their hands crossed on the table, opening their small mouths, and singing happily with Teacher Xiaohuang.

After school, the children happily said goodbye to the teacher. Yuzhu took Zishan's hand and said, "Sister Xiaoshan, are you going to visit my grandmother tomorrow?" Zi Yi touched Yuzhu's head and said with a smile: "Go, I will have time to go every day in the future!" Yuzhu let go of the purple shirt's hand and ran happily, in the direction of the sunset, she wanted to tell her grandmother the good news.

Looking at Yuzhu's cheerful back, Zishan smiled with satisfaction, she saw herself as a child from Yuzhu's body, and also saw the dream she wanted to realize. It wasn't until Yuzhu's back disappeared from her eyes that she slowly walked to the way to Secretary Zhang's house, she promised Aunt Wang to go to dinner, and like Yuzhu, she also saw her mother's shadow from Aunt Wang's body, the kind of warmth, the harbor that could dock when she fell into the trough.

She walked happily on the verdant fields. When spring is established, it will be endless green, and then yellow, full of the joy of harvest.

Smelling the spring breeze, listening to the stream, tasting the mountains, reading the people's feelings, everything is so quiet, as if returning to the long-lost world of one-self. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )