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Every evening before the lecture, he called names.

Li Yingjun also made more than a dozen exercise books.

Every evening, he has to collect homework before the lecture, assign homework before class, and mark the homework when the students go home.

On this day he was named.

"Chen Zhuangzhuang."

No one answered.

"Chen Zhuangzhuang."

"Teacher, he didn't come." Wang Qiangqiang, who was next door to Chen Zhuangzhuang's house, spoke.

The next night, Wang Qiangqiang did not come.

There are fewer and fewer little heads sitting in front of the plank, and Li Yingjun has fewer and fewer homework to be approved, and in the end there are only five books left.

Li Yingjun looked at Da Le to Wule, who was sitting below.

Wule pointed to the homework book and said, "Zero eggs, zero eggs." ”

Sile said: "Without those stinky children, the house would not stink." ”

Erle said: "It's also cool in the house. ”

Sanle nodded.

Dale sighed: "Dad, you can teach us." ”

Li Yingjun said: "No, I have to go to their parents tomorrow." ”

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Li Yingjun stood at the door of Chen Zhuangzhuang's house.

"Ouch, Brother Li, oh no, I should call you Teacher Li."

"Strong and ......"

"He's sick and won't be able to go for a while."

Li Yingjun turned his head and walked towards Wang Qiangqiang's house.

Wang Qiangqiang's mother saw Li Yingjun blast Wang Qiangqiang, who was squatting on the ground to pick up garbage, into the house, closed the door and smiled at Li Yingjun.

"Aunt Wang, strong him......"

"He, he, he's sick."

Li Yingjun grabbed Sister Liu, who was busy working.

"Sister Liu, why hasn't Xiaoli been there these days?"

"Brother Handsome, I feel that this matter is quite sorry for you, but I can't help it, Xiaoli goes to class at night, and she dozes off all the time during the day, and she can't grab a bottle when she sleeps at the train station for a day. She can't go at night, so if you want to blame me, blame me. ”

Old Zhang Tou is writing a recipe.

Li Yingjun said: "Uncle Zhang, your family is ...... Xiaochuang"

Lao Zhangtou put down the pen and looked unhappy: "Handsome, you just teach the child to recognize words and count, why do you teach him some mess?" Xiao Chuang came back, and he didn't help me work anymore, he said I was a liar every day, where do you say my old face is gone? Handsome, we have to accept our fate, we can't be that noble person! ”

Li Yingjun was tired of walking and squatted in front of Dasha's house.

The little fool ran over: "Teacher! ”

"Little fool, why don't you come at night?"

"They're all gone, I don't have anyone to play with, and I don't like to listen to classes, so I don't go."

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At night, Li Yingjun sat in the house, looking at the head that was still five counted in front of him, and hung his head in despair.

Dale said: "Dad, you want to open some, I know that's the case." ”

Li Yingjun was quite unconvinced: "Why do you know?" ”

Erle said, "I know it too! Chen Zhuangzhuang said that he used to ask for five or six yuan a day, but now he has to spend half of his time at home to do homework during the day, and his father will not let him go to school, saying that it is useless to go to school, and that he will save enough money to build a house in his hometown and take a daughter-in-law in the future, so as to pass on the family lineage. Dad, what does it mean to pass on the lineage? ”

Li Yingjun said very frustratedly: "I gave birth to you to inherit the ancestry." ”

Dale said: "Dad, do you say that you teach people to think and be virtuous? It's glorious to work, and it's shameful to ask for food. There are a few here who don't go out to ask for it, and they say that it's not right to deceive people, and there are fewer of us who pretend to be blind and lame? ”

Li Yingjun was just about to speak, Sile said: "Yesterday I saw Xiaoli being beaten by her mother, and it seems that she missed the stop several times and didn't get a bottle back. ”

Wule pointed to the "2" on the wooden board that had not been wiped off last night, and muttered, "Goose goose goose." ”

Sanle began to shake his head: "The goose is singing with its head raised, you see Dad's head hanging so low, it is ten thousand hanging down green silk." ”

Sile said: "What is the silk, that is to say whether the willow tree is good or not!" Dad, this is a mountain and water, and there is no way out. ”

Erle said to Sile: "There will be willow trees in the next sentence." ”

Da Le said: "Okay, okay, don't say it." Dad, if you feel uncomfortable, then don't go to class. ”

Li Yingjun raised his head with tears in his eyes: "No, I have to go to class, the question is whether you are willing to listen." ”

Da Le said: "You are a father, don't you have the final say." ”

Erle said: "Although I haven't made any money recently. ”

Sanle said: "Although the food has also dropped seriously. ”

Sile said: "Although we can't go out to sell flowers at night. ”

Wule was muttering "goose goose goose, crooked neck singing", heard several "although", and hurriedly said: "But but!" Though I take it! ”

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Dale finished his class and continued to bundle newspapers at the door.

Li Yingjun came over with a few newspaper nails.

"Da Le, I don't know if I can sell it."

"Dad, you can keep it. They can't come, you make a memorial. ”

The wind blew in the summer night, and the banner of "Children's School" on the door frame rattled, and finally the door frame that finally broke away floated down.

This Li Yingjun has invested a lot of enthusiasm and hard work, and the children's school has not yet opened for half a month, so he died like this.

Li Yingjun lowered his head, holding the notebook in his hand, and tears fell on the newspaper.

"Dad, don't be uncomfortable, they don't know that having your children teach them is a good thing that fell from the sky. Anyway, don't you have five more students? ”

Da Le handed over a rag.

Li Yingjun remembered the first time Dale wiped his tears, and suddenly smiled and wiped his eyes with a rag.

"yes. Dad was uncomfortable for a while. ”

"Erle and they, they all like you very much. They are still young, and they envy others for being able to study, and now they can study themselves, not to mention the joy in their hearts. ”

Li Yingjun is quite embarrassed.

"For the first time, I know what it's like to study, what a teacher is like, and what a classroom is like. In the past, a lot of songs that only knew what they were humming along with the sound of the voice also knew what it meant. ”

When it comes to singing, Li Yingjun has always been curious.

"Da Le, let's sing it."

"Dad, what do you want to hear?"

"Well, above the moon. Will? ”

This is Li Yingjun's previous mobile phone ringtone, he is not full of five tones, but once he heard this song on the street by chance, he was particularly touched, and asked the secretary to help him place one. At that time, when I listened to this song, I always felt that Li Bing was above the moon, and I was looking up below.

Da Le didn't notice Li Yingjun's complicated expression, and grinned: "Then I'll sing." ”

"I'm looking at the moon. ……”

The two men sat in the doorway, with a pile of broken newspapers in front and a crumbling house behind, watching the light gray clouds in the sky cover half of the moon for a while, and then all of them were exposed.

The young man's voice is not as crisp as the original song, but when he sings to a high-pitched place, it is not difficult at all, the singing has stopped for a long time, Li Yingjun is still looking at the moon blankly, and there is still an indescribable ethereal and not low singing voice like a hole flute in his ears.

"It's all about it." Li Yingjun thought stupidly.

Da Le laughed: "Dad looks like a tengu, and he is drooling when he sees the moon." ”

Li Yingjun said: "Da Le sings so well. ”

Da Le was not very modest and said, "It's okay." It's a pity that Erle fell asleep, and he would mumble what the man inside said. ”

Li Yingjun said: "I'll listen to it next time." ”

"Dad," Dale gently put his hand on Li Yingjun's hand, "thank you." ”

"Huh?"

"I've been 19 years old, and I've never been happier than these days. ”

"Huh?"

"Dad, I'm going to sleep, you should go to bed early."

Da Le patted his ass and stood up and entered the house.

Li Yingjun was stunned.

"Nineteen years old. Nineteen? Nineteen years old! Ten...... Nine...... ......"

Li Yingjun suddenly lost his ability to calculate, put his two hands in front of him, and broke his fingers one by one.

That is...... Thirteen years old......"

Li Yingjun is going crazy, and his hair has been cut off a lot.

"Li Yingjun, you ...... No, I didn't do it! Li Yingjun didn't know whether to be angry or jealous, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the haze, he felt that the sun was dazzling overhead, and Dale sighed beside him.

"Why has Dad lost his hair lately?"

Erle said: "It seems that teaching students is very tiring. ”

Sanle said: "Will Dad become bald in the future?" ”

Sile said: "Wow, baldness will be inherited, I don't want to be bald!" ”

Wule said, "Shh...... Shh......h

Da Le said: "Go and go, don't make noise about Dad sleeping, Wule, you have to pee outside!" ”

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Li Yingjun opened his eyes, it was quiet, he sat up, raked his hair with his fingers, moved a small stool and sat by the window, and began to correct their homework for Dale.

He squinted and yawned, then opened his eyes again and saw an acquaintance.

"Ah, why did you bring him here, did you hear Dale singing yesterday?"

Li Yingjun remained silent.

"Handsome, I heard you've done a lot lately."

"Ah, Uncle Zhai, you haven't seen you anymore, I wonder if you're angry with me!"

Lao Zhai dragged his "lame" leg and propped his elbow on the window.

I didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, a few tears broke out.

"Handsome, I didn't come, I was quite angry at the time. But who made me have to ask you? ”

"Uncle Zhai, look at you, I have something to say, I also felt that I couldn't help it, I always wanted to apologize to you, I forgot about it when I was busy, and so many days have passed in the blink of an eye, I think that with your ability, I can squeeze them away sooner or later."

Lao Zhai blinked and cried again.

Here's the thing, Lao Zhai couldn't squeeze away the wandering guitarist and the girl, and the situation deteriorated, and then he had to change to Furong Road in Victory Square, which was much larger than before, and the red shed was two or three times the original size. Who expected that the good times would not last long, and it didn't take long for his original place to be cleaned up by the city management, and he was not allowed to set up stalls, which was also called the narrow road of the family, and the wandering singer duo also came to Furong Road in search of it.

Li Yingjun sighed as he listened. I do have a little sympathy for Lao Zhai Tou in my heart, how can I be so unlucky?

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