Chapter 49: Time is running out

When I came to Jingshan, I found that the cups and bowls were soaked with boiling water before eating, and then poured into the aluminum basin on the table with the disassembled plastic bag. Wet. Gas.

Walking dozens of kilometers in the mountains and forests in an afternoon is no longer just as simple as eating for Zhu Jia, just like when he first arrived at this place last night, he is always worried about whether there will be enough food to eat if there are too few dishes in the evening, and the person who makes the decision is always from time to time.

It didn't take long for a cart to be sent to the room by the girl who looked like she had come to work as a part-time job in the summer, wearing coffee-colored full-rim thin-framed eyes, standing on Shen Jie's right side and Li Xing's gap.

At the beginning, it was a braised dish. Small table. The meat, each piece is not very large, is poured into a soup with soy sauce. juice, there are a lot of small slices of red peppers around, and there are more than two dozen finely chopped green onions scattered in the middle.

"I want to eat." Han Siming, who was separated from him by Teacher Chu, saw this dish and clamored to eat it, and no one at the whole table had moved the chopsticks at this time.

"Let's go." Teacher Zhao said heroically.

He remembered that there was something else, and Zhang Yue, who was sitting opposite him, saw that he had taken out two bottles of wine from under the table, one bottle was tightly wrapped in a layer of white paper, and the paper was torn apart, a bit like the dark brown ceramic bottle that ancient knights drank alcohol, which looked like a good wine for many years, and the other bottle was a common local still wine, a long thin-necked glass bottle like a red wine bottle.

"Mr. Zhao, you really bought wine." Sun Tian said with some surprise when he saw that.

"I'm numb, when I was young, I used to drink at least three taels at home at a time, but now it's okay, I'm always uncomfortable eating in the hotel, and we drink a little wine outside, this kind of trip is called according to you young people. Cool, huh. Teacher Zhao said that a grandfather-like smile appeared on his face.

He is very satisfied with his current state of life.

"Your teacher Zhao was very chic when he was young, he used to work for 11 years after graduating from a bachelor's degree and then resigned to get a master's degree, and then worked for two years and resigned to study for a doctorate." Teacher Wang Xiang said with a smile.

Zhu Jia used to be in China. Self. Correct. I have seen Mr. Zhao's learning experience in the bidding book, and I only remember that he once resigned after graduating from his bachelor's degree, and it was the first time I heard that he had two resignation experiences.

With such an experience, Mr. Zhao didn't care much about power and money in the future, and the title was already satisfied with the deputy high school, so he didn't want to be a big leader in the school or anything, he lived freely, and then there were a group of students.

At that time, everyone was relatively poor, and the academic qualifications were not as seriously devalued as they are now in those ten years, even if they did not do academics in the middle of the years, they could still have an advantage over most people when they read later.

If he works for a few years and then studies for a doctorate, maybe the job he will find after graduation will still be similar to now, and the working years in public institutions are no worse than his academic qualifications, so he will have to start from the youngest.

Even if he retakes the exam this year, when he is a Ph.D., those classmates have already graduated with a doctorate, and they will no longer be affected by that desperate torment, and the future will be much smoother.

"Teacher Zhao, it's amazing." Zhang Yue said with some amazement.

"You don't know how much I lived in Yangzhou after graduating from my bachelor's degree. Multiply. Moistening. As soon as he talked about this, his whole body became excited, as if so many students had entered his world, and the more people really got older, the more they enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by many people.

"At that time, my daughter was in junior high school in Yangzhou, and when she was in the third year of junior high school, her homeroom teacher yelled at her: If you don't study hard, what future will you have in the future. You know what my daughter says. Lao Zhao laughed as he spoke.

"She said very proudly, I will go to Shanghai in a little more than a month, you don't have to worry about me." He said here and took a bite of appetizers, and then said impassionedly: "Later, another girl didn't listen carefully in class, and the teacher told her, "There is a kind of you going to Shanghai like Zhao Xin." At that time, my daughter was so excited, and then I told us about it. ”

The students and teachers present listened to him say this immersively.

In the third year of high school eight and a half years ago, in the physics exam, Xiao Lan, who was sitting in the left front row of Zhu Jia across a small aisle, was doing his own math papers, he knew that she was very floating, but he didn't expect to dare to do such a thing in front of everyone.

His brain was a little distracted, and he quickly put it into it, and the formula of the gravitational force of the three planets was quickly and clearly presented in his mind, and he answered the test paper fluently, there was nothing that he would not do, and generally only in the last question he would be entangled in the last two small questions.

Later, during dinner, he heard his friend Jiang Jie say that she was about to take the college entrance examination in Shanghai, and this girl he usually didn't look at occasionally appeared in his mind, the girl who often rode a bicycle on a wide horse that had just been built after school.

Her grades are not good, and she often appears in the bottom few of the class, as the best materialization class, Zhu Jia often ignores her existence a little, just like her micro. Fat body. body, because he is not good, he often doesn't see her smile, and in the two years of high school, he can't remember whether he has spoken to her.

The last time I heard her news was three years ago when I chatted with a high school classmate who was helping the poor in the western part of the country, and she went to the distant Zhongnan University of Finance and Economics to study for a master's degree, which was really far enough.