Zhou Xiaoan easily finished his calligraphy practice homework two hours before class, ate two bites of biscuits and ran to night school.

She had to move the chair for Teacher Fan before everyone came, and she had to ask the eldest sister in the office for hot water to make some sugar water for Teacher Fan.

After everything was done and the classroom was cleaned again, Teacher Fan was the first to come.

Zhou Xiaoan carried the mop and shouted "Teacher Fan is good" and wanted to run, Teacher Fan's aura was too serious, she was very nervous every time she saw it, and she couldn't get close to him no matter how much she respected him in her heart.

Teacher Fan didn't let her go, "Have you finished your homework?" ”

Zhou Xiaoan hurriedly put away the mop and bucket, took out the homework book from his satchel, and carefully smoothed it before handing it to Teacher Fan with both hands.

Teacher Fan sat down, opened it on the spot and began to correct.

Zhou Xiaoan stood beside him honestly and decently, so nervous that he picked his fingers. She was in her sophomore year, and she was really not afraid of any teacher like Teacher Fan.

Of course, each of her teachers was greeted by Father Zhou, and none of them were as serious and serious as Teacher Fan, making people feel sorry for him if they worked harder.

"Don't warp the strokes of writing, you see, here, here, and here," Mr. Fan circled more than a dozen places at once, "the pen should be pressed a little, and the words written are thick enough......

Almost word by word, Zhou Xiaoan corrected it, saying that Zhou Xiaoan's self-confidence that he had practiced in the past two days was gone, it was simply a problem everywhere, full of big red circles, and not a word was qualified.

Look at Zhou Xiao'an, Teacher Fan closed the homework book and didn't send her away immediately, "You write very seriously, but the foundation is too poor, and the time is short. ”

Zhou Xiao'an was in good spirits at once!

Who is Mr. Fan? According to the students, they have never heard him say anything other than studying, and even the things in study can be streamlined, and today's words are simply unprecedented!

It can be seen that she is making rapid progress, and Teacher Fan is very satisfied!

Maybe she's a calligraphy genius! Teacher Fan saw that she had the talent to become a calligraphy master, and this was a nudge for her!

Zhou Xiao'an was so beautiful that she began to make up for her talent, and she made rapid progress in the future, and became a generation of masters, and she has been a master through the ages......

"From this day on, you write a thousand words a day." Teacher Fan was very serious and added more weight to her homework.

"Okay! Teacher Fan, I will definitely work hard to practice calligraphy! Don't disappoint your hopes! Zhou Xiaoan happily took the homework book and ran back to the seat in the corner to practice calligraphy, not noticing that Teacher Fan's serious nasolabial folds twitched unnaturally.

As a high-achieving student who was focused on cultivating by Teacher Fan - anyway, Zhou Xiaoan himself firmly thinks so - Zhou Xiaoan's enthusiasm for practicing calligraphy is high, and he decides to add another 500 words to himself every day!

After school in the evening, Zhou Xiaoan stopped at the door of the classroom where Pan Mingyuan was in class, it was pitch black inside, and no one came to class today.

The teacher didn't come, not even the students in his class.

Normally, if the teacher has something to do occasionally, the school will arrange another teacher to substitute a class, and this kind of situation where the teacher does not come and the student will be suspended, which is really uncommon.

But this is not something she can afford to worry about, she still has a bunch of things to solve.

Zhou Xiao'an pulled the strap of the satchel and hurried back to the dormitory, every day after class at half past eight, and when she returned to the dormitory, the lights were about to go out, so she had to hurry up and wash.

And now Peizhou only has a relatively sound lighting on the main road, and there is only a street lamp on some small roads that are tens or even hundreds of meters, and she has to pass by several large gangue piles when she goes back to the dormitory, which is surrounded by a lot of woods, and she feels afraid every time she walks over in the dark.

Running all the way back to the dormitory, Zhou Xiaoan didn't have time to calm down his beating heart when he saw a letter at his bedside.

The letter was brought back to her by Sister Wan in the same dormitory, Sister Wan works in the testing department, is married, and her lover was sent to Shanxi to support the construction of the new mine, and she is waiting for her lover to be transferred back to Peizhou for reunion.

There was a shortage of housing in the mine, and their husband and wife did not get a room, so she could only deal with it in the single dormitory first.

"Xiao Zhou, this letter is a military post, someone in your family is a soldier in the army?" Military mail is free of charge, no stamps are needed, only the envelope is stamped with a special stamp for military mail.

There was only a receiving address on the envelope, and there was no mailing address and sender, Zhou Xiaoan picked it up and shone it on the electric light, and happily flicked the envelope, "It's my uncle!" ”

You don't have to look at it to know that it's uncle, and now he is the only one who can send her a letter.

From the uncle left his hometown to now, it has only been a week, and now the mail route is not developed, and the letter that can be sent in a week is considered fast, it seems that the uncle wrote to her as soon as he arrived in the army!

Zhou Xiaoan finished washing as fast as he could, crawled into the quilt and prepared to read the letter.

This is the first time in her life that she has received a letter from someone else!

In the era in which she lived, she could video chat at any time, send a WeChat message directly with voice, and she was too lazy to type. In addition to handing in homework to her tutor, she didn't even write an email, let alone receive letters from others who wrote them out one by one and sent them across thousands of mountains and rivers.

In this era, many things are slow, but some things are very slow. Zhou Xiaoan began to fall in love with writing letters.

Zhou Xiaoan looked at the envelope repeatedly, a little reluctant to open it.

Ah! Uncle's handwriting is very good!

Zhou Xiaoan, who was stunned to practice calligraphy, was pleasantly surprised to study his uncle's words for a long time, he was six years old as a small long-term worker, and he definitely never went to school, only relying on the army to study while fighting, and he was able to write so angular and with a little cold and resolute style, it was really not easy!

Zhou Xiaoan's admiration for his uncle has reached a new level.

Carefully unwrapping the envelope with a knife, he took out a squarely folded piece of stationery.

There was only one thin one, Zhou Xiaoan was a little disappointed, poured the envelope hard, lifted it up and looked at it carefully, there was really only one piece of paper, why didn't the uncle write two more......

When I opened the letter, I first dropped out a few tickets from inside, all of which were printed with the words of the army's special offering, a ten-foot cloth ticket, a one-pound sugar ticket, and a two-pound special woolen ticket.

Now to buy wool not only wool tickets, but also industrial coupons, a pound of wool at least eight industrial coupons, Uncle this special woolen ticket is not to be industrialized, and the whole country can redeem.

Except for the food stamps, which have national food stamps and local food stamps, and can be exchanged at will, most of the other stamps are local, generally limited to the province, and can only be used in the province.

Military tickets do not have this restriction, and all military tickets are redeemed nationwide.

Zhou Xiaoan pulled these tickets twice with his fingers, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Uncle has already given Wang Lamei so much money and food stamps when he came back this time, and prepared money and tickets for her divorce and bride price, gave her living expenses, and spent a lot of money when she returned to her hometown......

Zhou Xiaoan took a deep breath, it's okay! In the future, she will get ahead, and she will definitely be filial to her uncle!

Zhou Xiaoan, who was happy again, opened the letter and read the letter excitedly.

Comrade Zhou Xiaoan: "As soon as I read the first line, the corners of Zhou Xiaoan's eyes twitched, uncle, do you need to be so serious......

When I looked down again, it was dark and the lights were out in the dormitory...... (To be continued.) )