readx; After coming out of Aijun's house, Xia Wei went home and slept for a while, usually getting up early to rush to work, always feeling sleepless, and fell asleep after lying down for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When she woke up, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, she turned on the TV and watched, and the sound of music playing sounded outside the window, which was so loud that it drowned out the sound on the TV. Xia Wei then remembered Qinqin's reproach in the morning: "Mom, you don't make a noise if you live here, it was more than eleven o'clock last night, and there were still people listening to music behind me, I can hear the lyrics clearly, what kind of person is this?" Don't you sleep? That's good, the music started playing again around five o'clock this morning. ”

"Yes, I heard it too, and I started to get used to it, but now I'm getting used to it. The person who plays the music may be the old cleaner man, who has his ears behind his ears, and he can't sleep alone, so he plays music and listens, he may not know that this volume will make noise to others. Xia Wei looked like she was talking for the old man.

"Then the next time you meet him, you have to tell him, since he doesn't know that he has quarreled with others, you should tell him."

"Well, I'll tell him when I have a chance. This old man is very good, he is a lonely old man, no family, strange and pitiful, it is estimated that he is about seventy years old, he is still working as a cleaner, I have to meet him on the way to work every day, I didn't wait for me to see it, he greeted me with a smile from afar, quite optimistic. ”

"Oh, he's a kind old man." Diligent also admired the old man.

"Yes, he lives in the back, his landlord is a cancer patient, and their house is rented by poor migrant workers, and they all get along very well. Although he has a subsidy from the government for the elderly, he can only maintain a basic life, but he relies on his own labor to make money and live a better life, which is really admirable. ”

"Mom, you're starting to sympathize with others again." Qinqin said jokingly.

Xia Wei simply took out her notebook and spread it out to record. Her mind seemed to go back to the era when she liked to sing.

She remembers that the school organized a performance for the people who repaired the reservoir that year, Xia Wei, Wang Tao, Man Mei and other classmates sang for the people who repaired the reservoir in the loudspeaker, and after singing, they went to pick up earthwork with their classmates. Under the high ridge of the reservoir, the black pressure is full of people who pick up earthwork, and from a distance, they look like little ants crawling on the ridge of the reservoir.

Although Xia Wei felt very tired of picking earth, she felt comfortable and how happy she was to work with so many people. When she got home in the evening, Xia Wei lifted her clothes, looked at her shoulders that were pressed red by the flat burden, and touched it with her hand, it hurt so much. She turned her head sideways and blew "shhh ”

"Father-in-law, how do you know?" Xia Wei was still blowing.

"Of course my father-in-law knows, the first time I carried the burden, it would hurt a lot, but it didn't matter, it didn't hurt when I felt the callus on my shoulder, it was like this."

"Father-in-law, I have to go to the reservoir tomorrow to pick up earthwork, how can I pick it if it hurts so much?"

"Tomorrow the burden will hurt a little when I put it on my shoulder, but after a long time, it will hurt and become numb, and it won't hurt at that time." Grandpa smiled and sat on a stool and braided straw sandals.

"Oh, that's right." Xia Wei stared at her grandfather's hand weaving straw shoes for a while, and then asked, "Father-in-law, you can't see how the straw shoes are so good, I can't even weave them so well with my eyes open." ”

Grandpa pulled a few sticks of grass and stopped it in his hand, and said to Xia Wei: "I can weave straw shoes with my eyes closed when I see them, so I have to practice these manual jobs often." ”

"Oh, father-in-law, I adore you so much, and your dragon boat sings beautifully." Xia Wei bent down and sat on a small stool, picked up the grass on the ground and handed it to her grandfather.

"Really? Shall I sing it to you? ”

"yes, I like to hear it."

Grandpa was weaving straw sandals while humming the dragon boat song, Xia Wei was intoxicated, what a warm and beautiful picture.

When they came to the reservoir the next day, Xia Wei and Wang Tao and their classmates sang songs, stand-up comedy, and allegro in the loudspeakers of the construction site, which made the people who worked laugh.

The work on the reservoir ridge for a week honed the will of the students, and no one said that they were bitter and tired, and everyone twisted into a rope.

Back at school, students cherish their chances of going to school even more. At the end of class, as long as Xia Wei was still in her seat, Wang Tao would not leave her seat alone, he accompanied Xia Wei to sit there and quietly read the villain book.

That day, Wang Tao brought the novel book "How Steel is Made", he picked up the book as soon as he was free to read, Xia Wei looked at him enviously and said, "Where did you get these books, are they good?" ”

Wang Tao looked down and said softly: "It's good-looking, if you want to see it, I'll show it to you first." ”

Xia Wei smiled and said, "It's better for you to lend it to me after you finish reading." ”

"It's okay, I'll show you for a while, I'll go out and play with my classmates skipping rope." Wang Tao stuffed the book to Xia Wei, hummed in his mouth: "Red star shines brightly......" and ran away.

When the bell rang for class, Wang Tao came to his seat, and the students sat up straight and waited quietly for the teacher to appear.

"Standup," Xia Wei shouted first.

"Sitdownplease" The English teacher politely gestured to the students to sit down.

The English teacher said to the students in non-standard Mandarin, "Today, I will review the phonetic alphabet for the students. ”

Wang Tao couldn't sit still, he whispered to Xia Wei, "Xia Wei, hand me the book." ”

"What book?"

"It's the book I showed you."

"You don't listen to the class, do you?"

"I don't understand it anyway."

"Oh, I don't understand either. Well, here you go. ”

I don't know when, the teacher came to Wang Tao, she knocked Wang Tao's head with her hand, and shouted while walking to the podium: "Wang Tao, please read the text to everyone." ”

Wang Tao immediately raised his head to look at Xia Wei and said softly, "I don't know, how can I read it?" ”

Xia Wei quietly pushed her book with Chinese phonetics in front of Wang Tao, and then took Wang Tao's book in front of her.

Wang Tao read aloud anxiously according to Xia Wei's Chinese pronunciation, Xia Wei's pronunciation was written according to the tone taught by the teacher, Xia Wei thought that there should be nothing wrong, and the students also followed Wang Tao in a low voice.

The teacher looked at Wang Tao and said, "Do you know why I asked you to get up and read the text aloud?" You did a small action in class, you can't next time, do you hear? ”

Wang Tao blushed and said, "I know, I won't dare next time." ”

"Okay, sit down."

Wang Tao didn't dare to read novels in class anymore, he quietly returned the textbook to Xia Wei, and said gratefully: "Thank you, or I will make a fool of myself." ”

"No thanks, you can also write the phonetic after class, so that you can remember it."

"Okay."

Xia Wei thought of this, her heart was sweet, and then she smiled and said, "This Wang Tao is really naughty." ”