Early in the morning, Ruikang went to school without breakfast, on the one hand, because today was the opening day of the "Patriotic Literature Society", and he wanted to go to school earlier and quietly write a speech for the opening of the society, on the other hand, because he really couldn't stand the pressure everywhere in this family, he didn't want to stay for a moment, and he didn't want to see anyone in this family.

I bought two buns on the road, ate one in two bites in the cold wind, and saw four little beggars in ragged clothes on the side of the road, so he naturally gave the remaining buns to one of the children, the child was very hungry, and reached out to grab it, but was opened by an eight or nine-year-old boy on the side, snatched the buns, handed them to a little girl curled up beside him, and said, "Xunmei, you eat." ”

The little girl took the steamed bun and ate it astringently, the boy glanced at Ruikang, there was arrogance in his black and white eyes, and he said: "Thank you!" But there wasn't much gratitude in the tone, more just a politeness.

The two boys next to him looked at the girl named Xunmei enviously, their eyes were firmly fixed on the buns in her hand, pursed their lips, swallowed saliva, Ruikang couldn't bear it, and ran back to the bun stall, bought eight buns, and distributed them to those children.

The children devoured the buns, but only this older boy broke open a bun, ate half of it, wrapped the remaining one and a half buns in paper, and put it in his arms.

Ruikang was puzzled and asked, "Why don't you eat it?" If it's not enough, I'll buy you a few more. ”

"No need." The boy still replied calmly, and the two boys beside him hurriedly said, "You don't, we want it, we're still hungry." This uncle, you can buy a few more for us. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Ruikang, and at this time, the eight or nine-year-old boy picked up the little girl, glanced at the two boys with great disdain, snorted coldly, and was about to leave.

Curious, Ruikang gave some change from his pocket to the two outstretched boys, and went with the eight or nine-year-old boy and the little girl.

After walking about ten steps, the boy turned to his head and asked, "What are you doing with us?" ”

Ruikang stopped and smiled awkwardly: "I'm just curious, why don't you eat steamed buns?" ”

The boy puffed out his cheeks, and seemed reluctant to tell his true thoughts, so he twisted it and said, "Save it for the evening." ”

Ruikang was even more strange, and asked, "Then why did you refuse me to buy you a few more just now?" ”

The boy raised his head, the pride in his eyes showed again, raised his chin, and said, "Those who are willful do not drink the water of the stolen spring, and those who are incorruptible are not eaten by the spurt." As soon as he said it, Ruikang was really surprised, seeing that he would have such knowledge and ambition at such a young age, he must have some origins, Ruikang squatted down and asked him: "What's your name?" ”

The boy said, "My name is Meng Shuzhi, and she is my sister, Meng Xunmei. ”

"Shu Zhi? Xunmei? Very beautiful name, if I remember correctly, Shu Zhi is from Chu Ci's "Seven Advices. "Lu Wang is poor and not boring, and he is relieved by Zhou Wen", and Xun Mei is from the poetry "Shao Feng Jing Nu" in "Self-shepherding, Xun is beautiful and different", right? Ruikang asked, thinking that the parents of these two children must be literate to come up with such a well-founded name.

"How do you know?" Meng Shuzhi's eyes widened in surprise, "It seems that you have read the book." There was a tone of obedience in his mouth. Zhou Ruikang was very fond of him, and asked, "What about your relatives?" ”

"Dead." Shu Zhi lowered his head, wrinkled his eyebrows, and pursed his lips tightly, and Xun Mei on the side began to wipe her tears with her little hands.

Shu Zhi pulled his sister, wiped his sister's face a few times with his hand, and said: "Don't cry, when I grow up, I will go to the battlefield to kill all the Japanese devils and avenge my father!" ”

Ruikang listened very sadly, touched the little faces of the two, sighed deeply, a gust of wind blew, and a broken trumpet was blown to Ruikang's feet, with an eye-catching title: "Japanese soldiers killed my compatriots to occupy my city", and suddenly felt extremely ashamed in his heart, thinking of his dignified seven-foot man, but he was entangled in the private affairs of his children all day long, I really don't know what to say.

"Brother, I'm so uncomfortable...... Xiao Xunmei was pale, looking very hard, and she raised her face to look at her brother Shu Zhi, Ruikang hurriedly reached out and touched her forehead, it was hot, Ruikang was startled, and said, "She has a high fever, we have to send her to the hospital quickly." ”

"Huh?!" Shu Zhi is a child after all, he has no idea, he looked at his sister in a panic, Xiao Xunmei's eyes suddenly darkened, her body was weak, and she fell backwards, Ruikang hurriedly picked her up, stopped a rickshaw, and the three of them went to the hospital together.

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When Ruikang arrived at the school, he found that the money on his body was no longer enough to pay for the rickshaw, and he searched every pocket up and down awkwardly, hoping to conjure money out of the pocket, but in the end it failed, he smiled awkwardly at the rickshaw driver, scratched his head, and said: "Big brother, I'm really sorry, I just sent someone to the hospital, and the money was gone...... You see....... this is really sorry for you......"

It is conceivable that the rickshaw driver looked displeased, shook his head and said: "This young master, you are well-dressed and go to a prestigious university, so you will not miss us a few dollars for hard work." ”

It was the first time that Ruikang had no money to give, and his face burned to the base of his neck. Suddenly, a white and warm hand holding a few copper plates stretched out in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw Cheng Jiaqi looking at himself with a slight shy smile, and Ruikang smiled relaxed as if he had seen a savior.

After paying the fare, the two walked side by side to the campus, and while walking, they invariably remembered the marriage contract between the two, which was a joy and a worry, and they both felt very embarrassed, Ruikang saw her blushing, shyly lowered her head and did not speak, and she had to say without words: "What about Jiawei?" Why didn't you see him? ”

"He had an exam this morning, so he went back to school before me. He also told me that he had just finished the exam to participate in the opening ceremony of our 'Patriotic Literature Society'," she replied.

"Oops!" Ruikang slapped his forehead and shouted, "Oops, I originally wanted to come back early to write a speech, but I forgot about something on the way." It's miserable, we still have two classes in the morning, how can we have time to write? ”

"Ah, that's it...... Why didn't you write last night? Jiaqi was also stunned, at this opening ceremony, they invited almost all the elites of all departments in the school, and Ruikang, as the initiator, must give a speech.

Ruikang frowned and looked at her, but he couldn't tell her that he had to sigh secretly and stop talking last night in order to resist the night of arguing with her relatives and parents.

Jiaqi thought for a while, suddenly her eyes lit up, she took out a piece of paper from the bag and handed it to him, and said: "You see, this is the purpose and program and operation mode of the establishment of the literary club listed last time we had a meeting, and here is also a list of the names of the professors and student representatives who attended the ceremony this time. ”

Ruikang took the outline and the list, and took a look, the content of the outline was detailed and comprehensive, and the list was clear at a glance, according to these two materials, it was too simple for Zhou Ruikang to organize a speech, he once again had a feeling of being rescued, he smiled happily and said: "Jiaqi, you saved me twice in the morning, you are simply my savior." Haha, you're so good. ”

Cheng Jiaqi saw his smile, and her heart was more relieved than him, this man is so handsome and full of vitality, this man is so good and chic, and this man will belong to her and will become her husband. Thinking of this, her heart was surging, and her face and ears couldn't stop being hot.

The opening ceremony of the "Patriotic Literature Society" became a major event on this day, and almost all the teachers and students of the school gathered, sitting in the audience, standing, and sitting on the grass.

I only heard Zhou Ruikang standing on the podium and exclaiming passionately: "...... Backwardness will be beaten, weak will be bullied, this is the law of thousands of years, to revitalize China must be fundamentally strong, this time invited elite students from all departments to participate in our literary club, is to tell everyone, the revitalization of China is not by one person, a pen, a mouth, a ruler, but by all the people, all walks of life, we are a whole, only by working together, cohesion can give full play to the greatest strength, to be patriotic, strong, rich country......" speech is very successful, The audience erupted in thunderous applause.

Cheng Jiawei applauded warmly in the audience, and stabbed Jiaqi on the side with his elbow with a smile, and said, "Hey, your future husband is really dazzling." Jiaqi smiled shyly and said nothing, because she thought so in her heart.

"Hey, I think it's better to take advantage of the crowd and announce the marriage of the two of you." Jia Wei laughed unseriously.

"Hey, don't mess around, otherwise I won't recognize your brother" Jiaqi knew Jiawei's personality who was afraid that the sky would not fall, so he quickly stopped him. Jiawei didn't take it seriously, so he laughed it off.

After the ceremony, Ruikang was surrounded by professors and students, everyone was communicating and talking passionately, and Jiaqi was silently watching him and accompanying him.

After the ceremony, there was a rush to clean up the tables and chairs, and when Ruikang put the last table back in its place, a female classmate suddenly ran and stuffed a note into his hand, and before he could react, the female classmate had already run away quickly.

This scene happened to be seen by Jiaqi on the side, the two looked at each other and smiled, Ruikang opened the paper, and the paper read: "You are the hero in my heart, you are the best." "There was no signature on the paper.

Ruikang looked at the note and smiled inexplicably, Jiaqi stepped forward and smiled: "Hey, people admire you, even if you don't appreciate it, you don't have to laugh at others." ”

Ruikang shook his head and said with some self-deprecation: "I'm laughing at myself, what kind of hero am I?" The real heroes are those fighters who shed blood on the front lines and against the enemy. I? In addition to making speeches and writing articles, he is also fighting with his family, how can he be worthy of the word hero? He slipped the note into his pocket.

Cheng Jiaqi saw that his lonely expression was completely different from the high-spirited appearance on the podium just now, which was very strange, and heard him say that he was fighting in his own home, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, what kind of struggle did he do at home? Is it for the sake of the two of them? Jiaqi suddenly had a very bad feeling in her heart, she looked up at Ruikang, only to notice that there was a shallow fingerprint on his left cheek.