Kunming, Dongsi Street.

Mei family.

Mei Yiqi's second daughter, Mei Zutong, brought a bowl of pastries and said with a smile: "Little Brother Zhou, come and try the Dingsheng cake made by my mother." ”

"Thank you." Zhou Weilie smiled politely and nodded.

Mei Zutong saw Zhou Weilie put the pastry on the table and didn't move, and thought he was polite, and said: "Don't see outside, treat this as your own home, my mother's Dingsheng cake is delicious." ”

Zhou Weilie could only say: "Thank you, Second Sister Mei, I don't eat pastries and pasta." ”

Mei Zufen, the youngest daughter of the Mei family, was a little unsightly, and muttered: "He is worthy of being the son of a big family, and his mouth is quite tricky." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mrs. Mei Han Yonghua reprimanded.

Sun Yonghao hurriedly explained: "My young master has been allergic to gluten since he was a child, and he has diarrhea when he eats pasta, and over time he doesn't even touch rice cakes. ”

Mei Yiqi asked, "What is gluten allergy?" ”

Sun Yonghao said in a daze: "It's just something in the wheat, if you eat it in your stomach, you will get sick." The wife also took the young master to London to see a British doctor, this disease is not curable, but as long as you don't eat pasta, it's okay. ”

"It's really pitiful, I got this disease at a young age," Han Yonghua's mother's love was overflowing, and she pulled Zhou Weilie and said, "There is no flour in this Dingsheng cake, Xiao Zhou can taste it." ”

Zhou Weilie picked up the pastry and took a bite, nodded and said, "Well, it's delicious." ”

"I'll just say it's delicious, many people in Kunming like it." Mei Zutong said with a smile.

Han Yonghua was about to go out with a basket of pastries, and said to his son Mei Zuyan: "Zuyan, I went out to sell Dingsheng cakes, you take Xiao Zhou around." Don't go far, run as soon as there is an air defense siren, and be sure to take care of Xiao Zhou. ”

"Okay, Mom, don't worry." Mei Zuyan nodded.

Mei Yiqi's eldest daughter has already joined the workforce, and her other three daughters and only son are still studying. Not long after Han Yonghua went out, the second daughter Mei Zutong took her younger brothers and sisters to go out with Zhou Weilie, and Mei Yiqi also specially gave some pocket money and asked her to buy some snacks for Zhou Weilie.

Walking on the streets of Kunming, Zhou Weilie asked curiously: "Second Sister Mei, why does Auntie still make her own pastries and sell them on the street?" ”

Mei Zutong explained: "The teacher's salary is too low, so he has to make money to support the family. ”

Zhou Weilie said: "Uncle Mei is the principal." ”

"The president is poorer than ordinary professors, ordinary professors can find part-time jobs, but the president must stick to his job," Mei Zutong said, pointing to his younger brother Mei Zuyan, "When Zuyan ran the alarm last year, he lost his glasses and couldn't see clearly, so he had to take a year off from school." The new glasses he is wearing now are the ones my mother bought with money from selling rice cakes. ”

Mei Zuyan said with a smile: "Little Brother Zhou, speaking of which, we are still classmates, and I was admitted to the Department of Mechanical Engineering of the United Nations University this year. ”

Zhou Weilie said: "I am from the Department of Mathematics. ”

"Haha, I know, you're famous." Mei Zuyan laughed.

Zhou Weilie scratched his head and said: "Yesterday when I talked to my family on the phone, my father scolded me and asked me to bring gifts to the interview teachers to apologize. ”

……

After the children left, Sun Yonghao said: "Principal Mei, I will return to Chongqing in a few days, and I will not stay in Kunming to take care of the young master, Mrs. Please take care of you more often." ”

"No problem, let Wei Lie move in with me, it's just that the house is too narrow." Mei Yiqi said.

"Mr. Zhou wants to cultivate the child's spirit of hardship and independence, so it is important to let the young master live in the student dormitory," Sun Yonghao took out two checks and said, "This one is quietly entrusted to you by my wife, I hope that Principal Mei will cook something delicious every weekend and give the young master a tooth sacrifice." Another large cheque was given by Mr. Zhou, who wanted to donate money to repair the dormitories for the teachers of the United Nations University. Mr. said that there was not much money and time was pressing, so he could only build some mud-walled thatched houses. ”

Mei Yiqi glanced at the checks, one was 10,000 yuan, and the other was 1 million, and he said happily: "Mr. Zhou has a heart." Mr. Sun......"

"Just call me my little grandson." Sun Yonghao hurriedly said.

"That's good, little grandson," Mei Yiqi said, "I have something to do to get rid of Brother Mingcheng." ”

Sun Yonghao said: "You say." ”

"The UNGA sent three delegates to Chongqing to petition the government, asking the government to raise salaries and ensure the minimum living needs of faculty and staff. They are still on their way and will not be able to reach Chongqing until the end of the month. Please bring my letter to Brother Mingcheng and ask him to go to the Ministry of Education to say a few kind words. ”

"I promise to bring it." Sun Yonghao said.

"Thank you." Mei Yiqi clenched her fists and laughed.

Last year, the salary of a top professor at Southwest Associated University could meet the living needs of a half-adult. This year, prices have skyrocketed, and professors have enough to support themselves, and their wives and children can only go hungry. This is still the treatment of top professors, and ordinary professors, lecturers and teaching assistants are even worse, and no one can run to the restaurant in style.

Mei Yiqi is not bad, she doesn't have to support the elderly, her wife and eldest daughter have work income, and she only needs to raise four children who are still studying.

Physicist Mr. Wu Dayou's wife was sick, so he had to go to the vegetable market to beg and beg for bones and soup from meat butchers to replenish his body. Not long ago, the house was also blown down, and he struggled to dig out broken crockpots in the crater, and filtered and washed the gluten with flour mixed with mud and slag.

Sun Yonghao put away the letter and said, "Principal Mei, I'll leave tomorrow, and I want you to help with one more thing." ”

"Please say it as soon as possible." Mei Yiqi said.

"The young master likes to study mathematics and wants to worship under Professor Hua Luogeng, Mr. Zhou asks you to take the young master to visit the master," Sun Yonghao took out ten pieces of bacon from the box, "Here is Mr. Zhou's gift." ”

Mei Yiqi laughed: "Brother Mingcheng is very ancient, and even the bundle is ready." ”

Following.

Sun Yonghao left Kunming, and Zhou Weilie temporarily lived in Mei's house, and then moved into the school dormitory when the school officially started.

Early in the morning, Mei Yiqi personally took Zhou Weilie to the western suburbs, walked more than ten miles on foot, and finally came to the place where Hua Luogeng lived.

Zhou Weilie's eyes widened: "This is Professor Hua's house?" ”

"It's rudimentary, isn't it?" Mei Yiqi said.

"How can this be, Professor Hua is a great mathematician." Zhou Weilie was shocked and puzzled.

Hua Luogeng's family lives with cows, the ground floor is a local farmer's cattle pen, and the second floor is used to stack forage. This kind of building is called a cowpen shed, which is cold in winter and hot in summer, extremely simple, and there are countless mosquitoes, rats and ants, even local farmers do not live in it.

Especially when the temperature is high, the smell of cow dung is overwhelming, and the taste is indescribable.

Mei Yiqi roughly understood what Zhou Hexuan meant, judging from the short contact, although this Zhou Gongzi is smart, he is inevitably pampered, and his personality is also a little withdrawn. Zhou Hexuan just wants his son to deeply understand the hardships in the world, experience the hardships of life, and correct all his character flaws.

Mei Yiqi suddenly chanted a poem: "The arrangement of the houses is accommodating the knees, and the two families share ups and downs." Budong archaeology Buxi counts, and the profession is not the same as the enemy. This poem was written by Professor Hua Luogeng, what do you think? ”

"It's not good," Zhou Weilie said with a smile, "Professor Hua is very good at mathematics, but his level of writing poetry is about the same as mine." ”

Mei Yiqi found another shortcoming of this Zhou Gongzi, he said: "Professor Hua is your elder, you should give enough respect, and you can't speak so shamelessly." ”

Zhou Weilie said: "But what I said is the truth." ”

"Facts are facts, morality is morality, this is the basic bottom line of being a man." Mei Yiqi taught.

Zhou Weilie said: "My dad said to be sincere. ”

Mei Yiqi said: "If an old mother is old and sick, she can't live long. Her son died on the battlefield, and if the truth had been told, the old mother would have died prematurely from a heartbreak. Do you think this situation should be true or false? ”

"Of course it's a lie." Zhou Weilie said.

Mei Yiqi smiled and said, "This is called a white lie." ”

Zhou Weilie shook his head again and again: "Uncle Mei, you are secretly changing the topic." Professor Hua's situation is different from that old mother, even if I say to my face that his poems are not well written, there is no loss to Professor Hua. It's just an inconsequential little thing, and I don't think Professor Hua is so small-bellied. ”

Mei Yiqi suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, this kid is too smart and not easy to educate. He could only explain: "Professor Hua's poem has a special creative background. At the beginning of the previous year, Professor Hua's rented house was blown up, and Professor Wen Yiduo took Professor Hua's family to live together. Two families of 14 are crammed into a 16-square-meter room, which is blocked by a curtain in the middle. This is not only their bedroom, dining room, and kitchen, but also the study of the two professors, which is why there is the sentence 'Budong archaeological Buxi counting'. ”

Zhou Weilie's focus is obviously different, he thought for a while and said: "How can 14 people be squeezed into a 16-square-meter room?" There is nothing left after setting up two beds, and it is not enough to even set a table, where will the rest of the people sleep? ”

Mei Yiqi resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and said speechlessly: "Hit the floor!" ”

"What is a floor shop?" Zhou Weilie asked.

Mei Yiqi shook her head helplessly: "You really don't know the suffering of the people, the floor is to spread the mat sheets on the ground to sleep." I heard that there are shacks everywhere in Chongqing, so you didn't go to see it? ”

Zhou Weilie said: "I've seen a shack, but I haven't seen it in a shack." ”

Mei Yiqi said: "The poem I talked about, as well as the deeds of Professor Wen and Professor Hua, is to say that you must be tenacious, have fun in suffering, or not give in to reality. Do you understand? ”

"Understood," Zhou Weilie nodded, "I will definitely work hard, with the ability, I don't have to live in a small house and lay on the floor, and I can also help others live a better life." I also saved a lot of pocket money, and I will donate all of it to Professor Hua today so that he can change to a good house. ”

Mei Yiqi held his forehead with his hand, he found that the child's thinking was very strange, and patiently explained: "People are dignified and understand each other. Why did Professor Hua move to the cattle pen? It was because he felt that it was too inconvenient to live in Professor Wen's house, and it would disturb the normal life of others. He had no money of his own, so he had to rent a farmer's cattle pen. You are a little child, and you send money directly to Professor Hua and let him move to a better house, which hurts his self-esteem very much, and I will make it difficult for him to get along with you. ”

Zhou Weilie was puzzled: "But my father also donates a lot, and he donates a lot of money to Southwest Associated University." ”

Mei Yiqi said: "First, your father is a famous scholar, he is friends with many teachers, and his donation is a kind of friendship relief. And you're just a kid, what's the point of donating money to a teacher? Second, your father rarely donates directly to someone, which is taking care of the dignity of the recipient. He donated to the General Assembly as a whole, and the recipient of the donation is the school, and the teachers and students who receive the benefits will not be embarrassed. ”

Zhou Weilie muttered: "Is face so important? This is not a food that comes to me, but a student's concern for the teacher. ”

Mei Yiqi said: "This is not only face, but also dignity. It's like when you're interviewing, the five interviewing teachers just laugh casually and make you feel disrespected. ”

"Understood." Zhou Weilie really understood the truth this time.

As they spoke, they had already walked to the cowshed.

There are still cattle on the first floor, and Hua Luogeng's family lives on the second floor, and there is a wooden staircase to go up. The second floor was originally used to store hay, and the height of the floor was very low, and taller people had to keep their heads down when they entered the house.

"Is Professor Hua here?" Mei Yiqi shouted.

Wu Xiaozhi went out to see it, and hurriedly said, "It's here, please come in." Lao Hua, Principal Mei is here! ”

When Zhou Weilie followed Mei Yiqi into the house, Hua Luogeng had already dragged his lame leg over and beckoned, "Please take a seat." ”

Mei Yiqi raised the bacon in her hand and said with a smile: "Bring you a student, and your father has also prepared a bundle." ”

"This can't be done, what era is it, how can you still accept gifts from students," Hua Luogeng glanced at Zhou Weilie and said with a smile, "This is the little genius of Mr. Zhou's family, I read his math test papers, and he is very promising." ”

Mei Yiqi didn't make any big senses, and said with a smile: "The gifts of other students must not be accepted, but the capitalists of Zhou Da don't have to give them, and he doesn't lack those little money." Moreover, this is a teacher worship ceremony, and people entrust their son to you as a closed disciple. ”

The disciple who closed the door was not the last disciple, but the disciple who opened the small stove behind closed doors.

Hua Luogeng shook his head and said, "I treat students equally, and I don't accept closed disciples." ”

Mei Yiqi said: "This student is different, young and ignorant. Now that he is studying in a different place, and his parents are not around, you must not only teach him knowledge, but also teach him the spirit of learning. In these respects, you have to bother to charge a few strips of bacon for nothing. ”

Hua Luogeng is still insisting: "It is appropriate to care more about students, but it is definitely not necessary to be restrained." Well, when school starts, I'll send the bacon to the cafeteria to improve the students' meals. ”

"You, whatever you want." Mei Yiqi easily put the bacon off.

Not only Hua Luogeng, but Mei Yiqi herself is also a principled person.

Two years later, Wang Longyun's daughter in Yunnan Province was not admitted to the Southwest Associated University, and sent someone to intercede with Mei Yiqi, but she was still unable to enter the Associated University. Long Yun was furious and went to Mei Yiqi's house to find trouble in person, but when he heard that Mei Yiqi's youngest daughter also failed in the entrance examination, he gave up with a few embarrassed laughs.

Hua Luogeng called Zhou Weilie to him and asked, "I read your math test paper, you have already learned calculus?" ”

"I've learned almost, and I understand the basics of calculus." Zhou Weilie said.

Hua Luogeng said: "We must guard against arrogance and rashness. I only have one request, you can't miss class, even if the teacher only talks about what you have learned, you must listen carefully and complete your homework carefully. I still have a month to go to school, so you can come here to find me if you have any questions. ”

Zhou Weilie said: "The teacher's side is too far away, it is a waste of time, can I live here?" I'll pay for my living expenses. ”

"Don't you think the cattle pen is too dirty and smelly?" Hua Luogeng said.

Zhou Weilie said: "It was a little stinky at first, but I got used to it after smelling too much, and now it is not as stinky as when I first came." ”

"Hahahaha!"

"The children can be taught!"

Mei Yiqi and Hua Luogeng laughed at the same time.