Chapter 4: Hu Juan's Exam
Nearly two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and Sun Ziming has been a substitute teacher in the middle school in the township for more than a month. The curriculum of junior high school is very simple, Sun Ziming can be admitted to Yan University, and his knowledge level is naturally not low, and he is naturally handy when teaching students.
Compared with other teachers who graduated from high school or even junior high school, Sun Ziming's lectures are more in-depth and simple. With nearly 20 years of experience, he naturally knows how to communicate with students, which is similar to how he communicates with young actors on the set. It's just that these students are more simple, and those little actors are more squeamish.
After more than a month, the teachers at the school were all convinced, because the grades of the students in his substitute class had improved significantly.
"Ziming, you are amazing! I read well, I didn't expect you to be so good at teaching! ”
Seeing that Sun Ziming's teaching level was higher than that of other teachers, the principal discussed with several other school leaders and concentrated all the students who might go on to higher education in his class.
As time went by, Sun Ziming's body recovered better and better, and he could recall more and more 'past events', and there were fewer and fewer gaps between those memories, but he also began to have nightmares every night. The dream is not full of blood, but a beautiful woman jumping down from a tall building.
When he woke up from a dream, Sun Ziming was so frightened that he didn't dare to fall asleep again, as long as he remembered those 'past events', he would feel heartache.
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"Third brother, how did you get here?"
The third brother entered the room with a blushing face, and Juanzi was listening to Sun Ziming explain what chemical reaction was.
For more than a month, the third brother came to the school twice, just to see if Juanzi could be admitted to the secondary school. Today is Saturday, and the third brother is here again. Juanzi's homeroom teacher is his classmate, and Juanzi's academic performance, you can't hide it even if you want to.
"Juanzi, you go out, I'll talk to Xiao Wu about something!"
"Hey".
Juanzi went out and closed the door.
'Bang', the third brother slapped Sun Ziming hard, and scolded in a low voice: "You want to die, right?" You want to kill the whole family, don't you? ”
followed by a beating, beating and scolding: "Let you not know the severity, do you know what will happen in the future?" You're going to kill yourself! ”
With a 'bang', a chair smashed on the third brother's head, shaking his head in a daze, and Juanzi knocked the third brother to the ground like crazy. Hu Juan was like a tigress, pounced in front of Sun Ziming, blocked him with her body, and screamed.
"If you want to fight, you will hit me! Don't you know that Brother Lu Daozi Ming is not in good health? Do you want to kill him? ”
Hearing the movement next door, the third brother's classmate ran in, supported the swaying third brother, and then looked at the two people on the ground, and couldn't help sighing. Sun Ziming pushed Hu Juan away, and the third brother stood there with his head bleeding, staring at him with anger in his eyes.
"Teacher Li, Juanzi, you guys go out, I have something to do with my brother!"
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Hu Juan looked worriedly at Sun Ziming, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and then looked at Sun Ziliang, who made her hit her head and bleed, and couldn't make up her mind for a while.
"Don't worry, the third brother is out of anger, and our brothers can't fight."
"Oh".
Teacher Li and Hu Juan went out, and Sun Ziming got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and poured a glass of water for the third brother.
"Third brother, what makes you so angry?"
Sun Ziliang glanced at his cousin with a complicated mind, after Xiao Wu fell seriously ill, it was completely different from the original. If it weren't for the fact that they were too familiar with each other, they would have thought it was someone else.
"Wei Hongtuo brought a message, if the eldest brother can't give the dowry at the end of the year, their affairs will be blown up!"
The third brother said that he finally didn't say that the eldest brother had gone to sell blood in order to make up the three hundred yuan.
Wei Hong? Just that mean, small sister-in-law?
As soon as she came back from school, she boiled eggs and cooked dishes for herself. When they were involved and assigned to a remote area, boiled eggs became gossip. When he didn't achieve anything in Beiping, gossip became a scolding of Huai. For this matter, the eldest brother has been arguing with her a lot, but she has never been a sharp-mouthed opponent with a clumsy tongue. Later, she returned to her hometown as thin as wood, and scolded Huai for her finger mulberry, and the eldest brother finally shouted 'divorce'!
"Forget it, there's a for telling you this! Tutor Juanzi well, this girl is good, you kid is blessed! In the future, if it really doesn't work, it will be done according to the Hu family's method. Little five, people have to believe in their lives! You are the best of our four brothers, cherish it! ”
The third brother sighed lonely, trembled and rolled up a trumpet, took out a match and lit it. Sun Ziming took a cigarette from the third brother's mouth and took a puff, which was so rushed that he choked out his tears.
"Don't learn this, it's not a good habit!"
Sun Ziming leaned on the third brother's shoulder as he did when he was a child, and his heart was warm.
"Third brother, you are always worried that I will drag Juanzi down in the future, but in fact, you are too worried. As long as I want, I can make money that you can't even imagine."
The third brother slapped his cousin on the head funny, and scolded with a smile: "You just blow it, I just believed you at the beginning, so I let my eldest father (uncle) and father beat him hard!" ”
"You don't believe me?"
"Faith! You have to raise the big brother's 300 yuan dowry first, and I'll believe your! ”
Sun Ziming was distressed, 300 yuan is indeed a huge amount of money for rural people in the current era when they can't eat enough.
"Don't think about it, as long as our old Sun family has you, the seed of reading, people will look down on us! The Li family is such a shrewd person, urging for a dowry, just to give us a problem, let us remember his family's favor! ”
The third brother left, and Sun Ziming sat in the room silent.
In their previous lives, in order to make up for their living expenses, the eldest brother and third brother worked odd jobs everywhere. In my junior year, I was on the ****. In order to confirm his safety, Xiao Qi stole a bicycle from a neighboring village and sold it to a neighboring county, so he scraped together enough money to let the third brother go to Peking to see him.
"Brother Ziming, what's wrong with you?"
Hu Juan's gentle shaking woke up Sun Ziming from deep thought. Damn, what's wrong with you?
"Cangli knows etiquette and knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing"
I can't even support myself, and I still think about those bullshit moral standards!
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It was another weekend, and after the two had lunch at home, Sun Ziming sat under the eaves to tutor Hu Juan.
"Brother Ziming, am I stupid?"
"No, God is fair, you must have other talents, but we haven't found out."
"Who is God?"
Sun Ziming began to tell her who God was, and it was drizzling and foggy outside. Hu Juan, who was no longer sorrowful, lay on his back as he did when he was a child, listening to him talk about the distant God and Judas.
Suddenly, a burst of singing came, soft and sweet. This is the third brother fiddling with his broken radio again, which was given to him by his comrades-in-arms, and it is the only thing he is not willing to sell.
The two listened quietly to the somewhat distorted singing, Sun Ziming was remembering the midnight radio in Yanyuan, and Hu Juan was completely immersed in the unheard of sweetness.
"Sweet honey, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze......"
Sun Ziming looked at Hu Juan like a ghost, and he was sure that this was the first time she had heard this song. In this closed era, it is impossible for a country child to hear this song.
Hu Juan finally couldn't remember the lyrics, and when she looked up, Sun Ziming was looking at her with wide eyes. Hu Juan couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and wanted to twist a few handfuls on Sun Ziming's waist, but she was reluctant.
"Brother Ziming, am I not singing well?"
"You're a genius!"
Sun Ziming pulled Hu Juan to brave the drizzle, came to the third brother's house, turned on the radio several times, and couldn't tune the music anymore. Sun Ziming rummaged around his cabinet again, and finally let him find the flute.
The third brother also looked at Sun Ziming as if he had seen a ghost, this was sent to him by a nurse comrade-in-arms, and no one knew anything except himself.
"Juanzi, I'll blow this tune three times, listen attentively and see how much you can remember? And then hum it out".
"Oh".
A fresh and melodious flute sounded, the third brother was dumbfounded, and Hu Juan's eyes were fascinated. This is "The Original Scenery of Hometown", and it is also the lullaby of the grandson in the past life in the dead of night. Ten minutes later, Sun Ziming put down the flute and listened nervously to Hu Juan humming the tune, and sure enough, it was not the same, even the subtleties were not much different from what he played.
Sun Ziming stared at Hu Juan blankly and muttered, "Juanzi, you are a genius!" ”
Turning his face, Sun Ziming said to the third brother again: "Third brother, didn't you say that as long as Juanzi is admitted to the secondary school, we will be fulfilled?" With her talent, she can choose any art school in the province! ”
Hu Juan is indeed a genius, she can memorize a complete song after listening to it three times, and she is a person who has never received a systematic music education. God is indeed fair, Hu Juan can't understand those mathematics, physics and chemistry, and even the simplest pressure formula will often forget, but God gave her a good voice and the talent to never forget music!
Back at school, Sun Ziming no longer gave Hu Juan make-up lessons. Thanks to Yan University's 'inclusiveness', Sun Ziming had the opportunity to receive systematic music education on campus in his previous life, and now he can carry out basic music training for Hu Juan.
A week later, Sun Ziming forcibly requisitioned the third brother's radio, and every day after class, he tuned to the channels in his memory, so that she could memorize and figure out those songs.
After another two months, Hu Juan scored 300 points in five homework courses in the high school entrance examination, which happened to reach the score line of normal students with literary and artistic specialties.
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In July, Yuanzhou was as hot as a stove, only nine o'clock, the bright sun began to scorch the earth, Yuanzhou Normal Examination Room, Sun Ziming accompanied his anxious father-in-law to sit in the shade of the tree.
"Ziming, can Juanzi be admitted?"
"Dad, don't worry, Juanzi is a musical genius! She'll definitely get in! ”
Juanzi's talent in music is so good that as long as the teacher of the normal school compares a little, you can see the gap between her and other candidates.
An hour and a half later, Hu Juan came out, her little face flushed with excitement.
"Dad, Brother Ziming, I'm done with the exam!"
Sun Ziming hurriedly sent cold boiled water, and his father-in-law asked nervously, "How is it?" ”
"It's okay, Brother Ziming has taught all those exam questions, and I will do it!"
The father-in-law rubbed his hands together excitedly, and only after a while did he remember to take the two children to lunch. There are already private restaurants on the streets of Yuanzhou, and the three of them ordered a pound and a half of rice, two dishes and a soup, and only spent one and a half pounds of provincial food stamps and a piece of six cents.
While his father-in-law went to pay, Sun Ziming once again told Hu Juan some precautions, especially to use the current national singing method.
"Brother Ziming, why can't you sing Teresa Teng's song?"
"Silly girl, this is the exam room, you have to make sure you can get in first!"
"Oh".
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the organ sounded in the examination room, Hu Juan's heavenly singing voice came.
"Mommy, Mommy, dear Mommy...... Party, party, dear party, ......".
A few minutes after the song fell, the father-in-law hesitated and asked, "Ziming, is this what Juanzi sang?" ”
"Well, you're relieved, aren't you? Juanzi will definitely be able to get in! ”
"Okay, that's good!"
The father-in-law wiped the moist corners of his eyes, as long as Juanzi can be admitted to the normal school, she will not have to be a farmer in the future, and her life with Ziming will be better.
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More than a month later, Hu Juan finally waited for the notice that changed her fate. That night, the Hu family held a banquet, and the Sun and Hu families, as well as the relatives and friends of the Hu family, drank in the dark.
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Sun Ziming, who has completely let go of his worries, also has time to sort out his own affairs.
After experiencing that ********, he understood that it was a fate that could not be escaped. It was a confrontation between two extreme political forces, and only through that struggle could the little man and the great man clear the radicals and the conservatives out of the government and replace them with moderates, and the country could truly become prosperous and powerful.
In the tide of history, he is just a small fish drifting with the current, and he can't make any waves!
"Brother Ziming, what are you thinking?"
Sun Ziming patted the stone next to him and pulled Hu Juan to sit beside him.
"I'm looking at the scenery, it's so beautiful!"
It's really beautiful! It's the height of summer, and it's lush and green. My father-in-law's house is located at the foot of the mountain, with bamboo fences and green tile houses, hidden in a verdant landscape.
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