Flight time is lonely, just like his life.

Yuan Che pressed his right leg against his left leg, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the white expanse outside the porthole, and remembered when he was a child.

My father had not yet done business at that time, so he took his family and family to teach in that small mountain village.

My mother found that few people in the area were literate, and when a wife in the countryside received a letter from her husband who was away, she had to ask someone to read it. This stunned her.

Although she knew that she was the only "messenger" between the couple, and tried her best to express the euphemism in detail, she enjoyed the process of "unfolding the scroll" of each other's words instead of her soul when she read the letter.

As a result of reading and writing letters, she made an important decision: to volunteer to run literacy classes in the village and to eradicate illiteracy among young people. There have been some young daughters-in-law who want to read and write to come to her, and she thinks it is better to do things more decently.

A mile to the east, Qiaotou already had a simple primary school in a dilapidated nunnery, but at that time, there were too few students there, and tuition fees were charged, and the average rural youth could not enter. My mother knew that in order to attract people to literacy classes, the first condition was that there was no tuition, and the second condition was that the class time should be farmwork, that is, after everyone finished work or on days when they did not work.

In this way, she made a rough calculation, and there would be a lot of people who came, and she couldn't bear it to teach alone.

Get someone to help.

Educated, able to teach, willing to do their duty, completely unpaid, and must be a woman, coming out to teach does not affect the family's livelihood......

Where to find such a person in the local countryside?

God was considerate of her kindness, and still asked her to find such a person, the young wife of Zhu Yidai, a "bankrupt landlord".

Zhu Yidai was classified as a landlord because of his father's family reputation, so that he no longer had real estate. His wife was petite and stunningly beautiful, a year younger than his mother. surnamed Wang, called Wang Yuqin.

Mom has always said that Wang Yuqin is more beautiful than herself, but everyone says that Mom's bearing is a little bigger.

Yuan Che still remembers that that day, his mother hugged him and knocked on the door of Wang Yuqin's house.

Straight to the point, her mother said to her, "You help me." The highlands are so bitter that the young people are illiterate. I inquired, and it was the same in some other villages. Let's run a literacy class together, I teach Chinese, you teach arithmetic. ”

Wang Yuqin said: "It's a shame that you still think of me." ”

Mom said, "There's no pay for this." ”

Wang Yuqin said: "That's not what I meant. You see, I'm the landlord's wife, and no one else likes me to walk outside. ”

Mom was innocent and said with a smile: "I'm not good at it." ”

Wang Yuqin asked: "What if people drag their feet?" She said "dragging her feet", which is generally referred to as reporting and exposing, and the local pronunciation of the word "drag" is "alas". What she means is that if someone reports and exposes it, the literacy class run by two women with bad ingredients must have some bad purpose, what should I do.

Mom replied, "Someone is dragging their feet, let's stop." ”

"Feet" and "hands" fought against each other, and after saying it, her mother laughed herself, and Wang Yuqin also laughed.

Literacy classes were held in front of the hall at the east entrance of his house. My mother personally mobilized every family in the village, and some young people rushed to come when they heard that they could read and write without paying tuition fees and without missing farm work, and that the place was so close. The mother gave them the task of going to the neighboring villages such as Chetou, Tianyangli, Gujia Village, and Chenjia Village to see if there were any people who also wanted to join the class. She thought that it would be better for more people to be literate than in class. Who knew that in this way, there would be too many people. On the day of the start of the class, people came in batches and crowded in front of the small hall, and there were not enough tables and chairs, so they temporarily went to every household in the village to borrow ......

Yuan Che closed his eyes, his eyebrows frowned, and pain gradually appeared.

Although my mother's literacy class did not charge money, but because of the better and better reputation after that, it grew stronger and stronger, and my father later partnered with Xia Yuande to start a business, resigned from his position in the university, and naturally ended his teaching support, and led the family back to the city. The literacy class was handed over to Wang Yuqin.

One year, two years, the literacy class began to collect money. Wang Yuqin and his family also raised the banner of running an "education industry", and frequently reached out to their parents to "attract funds and raise funds".

If they are running a school, even if it involves economic interests later, it is understandable, after all, the original purpose is still there.

The bad thing is that the people's hearts have changed, and the people's hearts have become wrapped in copper stench and dirty!

These two people diverted the huge amount of money that their parents did not hesitate to gamble and squander, and as a result, the literacy class was in jeopardy, and they tried to cheat their parents out of money. At this time, my parents also heard about it, and drove to the local area to find out more about the situation, and the result was ...... Got into a car accident on the way, and both ......

At that time, he was fifteen and five years old Yuan Xiao had been living abroad.

Xia Yuande took the brothers home and raised them carefully.

Half a year later, my grandfather's family came and took him back to Liang's house.

Four years later,

Yuan Che learned the "truth" about his parents' death from his grandfather: "Xia Yuande planned to seize the family property, kill his father, and force his mother to death......

Thinking of this,

Yuan Che raised his right hand and put the back of his hand on his forehead, as if he could feel the pain in his heart again.

That day, in a dimly lit room in the Great Bodhisattva Temple, my uncle was lying on the bed with his back to him and slowly said all this, at that time, Yuan Che asked out loud and uncontrollably, "Why lie to me!" Why do I hate Xia Yuande so heartbreakingly for so many years!! I blamed him wrong, blamed him for ......" and "again" The words were on his lips, festering, rotting into his heart, and the whole person was broken into a human form......

"Your grandfather didn't see you for the first time when you were fifteen, and you know what the first thing he said when he turned his head to me?

You're like him.

He feels that you can help him achieve his unfinished business. Yuan Che, he was interested in cultivating you and paving the way for you at that time. Even, directly skipping me, giving me, and instructing me, all about how to train you and assist you......

Your grandfather said that hatred is the medicine for a person's fastest growth.

He carefully selected a 'target' for you,

Yes, it is not excluded that your grandfather was also jealous of Xia Yuande at that time, his material support for the Han family finally helped Han Zi to leave the world, your grandfather did not get any benefit in this power struggle, he was depressed, and he didn't want to let him go......"

My uncle coughed a few times and looked very tired.

The reason why he kept his back to the outside was that the chemotherapy had made him look dead and out of shape, and he really didn't want to make them sad.

"Yuan Che, the matter has come to this, your grandfather has already been buried in the ground with a handful of dry bones, and don't judge what he has done, now it seems that one thing, his vision is indeed in front of him,

The position of Ziyang Palace is right in front of you.

If you don't rely on the marriage of the Han family, your uncle can push you up with the last strength.

You, do you want to? ”

Yuan Che looked at the window lattice,

A sparrow on the window lattice paced leisurely, walking and stopping,

How coquettish it is......

Yuan Che closed his eyes in deep pain,

"I don't want to."