Chapter 113: Let a love word be lost

Dahong transferred Shujiang No. 6 Middle School to teach, and quietly carried his bags when he left, and left silently along the dirt and stone road next to Shifo Creek, and the gurgling water around him kept stirring his mind: "The teaching time here is not long, and there are a lot of things that have been integrated into memory." President Chen's respect, Cao Engui's friendship, the love of the students, the excitement and happiness of a house of love; There is also the tempering of the mortal body, and Zhu Xiaowen's longing and disappointment, Hua Mei's mother is helpless, and she is separated from life and death......"

Dahong walked out of the valley and stopped to look back, as if he saw a lush courtyard house with budding autumn chrysanthemums and cinnamon...... Turning his head, Shifo Town is vivid, a train roared away from the front, Shifo Creek resolutely passed through the railway culvert, plunged into the rolling Shu River, chasing the waves.

Dahong went to work at Shujiang No. 6 Middle School, a new school, seven or eight miles away from home, but he was reluctant to pay two dimes to take the bus, let alone buy a bicycle, and ran back and forth on two legs every day. After school, groups of teachers and students rode by, and his self-esteem and vanity made him feel ashamed, preferring to take a detour and walk a few miles home. But what worries him the most is that Huamei has reached the labor period, and the cost has not yet been settled.

One day after school, he said to himself as he walked, "Yes, I decided to go to the dock on Sunday to work as a temporary porter." ”

When she returned home and was having dinner, Zhao Huihui came to the door and joked: "It's really early to come than to be lucky." Dahong said: "Huihui, even if your heart appreciates your face, but your mouth doesn't agree?" "Hahaha, a stingy spirit." Hua Mei said: "He walks back and forth more than twenty miles a day, and he is emotional. "What? Brother Da Hong, do you want to learn from the Shenxing Taibao in "Water Margin"? "I'm shy in my pocket, and I'm helpless." Hua Mei handed over the tea and joked, "Huihui, drink tea." He didn't say 'a gentleman is poor' now, and he has already grown a lot. "Hahaha, Brother Dahong, are you really so sour?"

After laughing, Zhao Huihui said: "Brother Da Hong, Sister Hua Mei, let's get down to business." I heard Zhang Ping say that Brother Da Hong has never stopped teaching English by himself in the army, plus he has studied in the teacher's college, and now he is an amateur home English teacher, which should be more than enough. ”

Hua Mei looked at Dahong, and Dahong thought about it and said, "Whose child?" "The girl from my friend's family, in her second year of high school, is almost English good. His mother is an individual, and his father is the director of the Southern Suburbs Credit Union. If you are willing to make up on Sundays, pick up two pieces of ocean every month. Dahong said, "Okay." Hua Mei was worried and said, "Dahong, can your body bear it?" "Man dies for wealth, and birds die for food." Zhao Huihui said with a smile: "Hahaha, Brother Da Hong, when you say this, you can't help but sigh, the world is a sculptor!" "It's okay to get the smell of copper, otherwise, the only little scholarly smell left will not be retained."

In the evening, Dahong discussed with Hua Mei and said: "Seeing that the child is born, this expense has not been enough, so I should not go to Jiang Lilian to borrow something." "How many times have the old accounts been moved and the new accounts have been moved, I don't have the face to speak." "Uh, didn't Li Weiwei go to the sea to send it, why don't you borrow some from her." "Well, let's find another way. She forced a love word to go to the sea to make a big fortune, and also made a love word lose all her money. ”

At the beginning, Li Weiwei had not graduated from high school, and because of her father, the district party committee took special care of her to participate in the work and became the secretary of the Kowloon District Youth League Committee. She was young and beautiful, and her love was just beginning, but she unexpectedly became the prey of an old hunter in the Chongjiang Organization Department, and she actually promised her for life. Later, I learned that he had a wife and a young child in the countryside, and the infatuated Li Weiwei begged Huamei to accompany him to Ziyang to have a fetus in order to protect his promotion, and almost lost her life. Later, his official fortune was prosperous, and he kept replacing his old love with new love, Li Weiwei gritted her teeth and decided to go to Shenzhen. In the course of business, a man crashed into her life again, making her cold heart just warm, but the man was even more ruthless, swept away all her savings overnight, and fled.

She was discouraged and had no choice but to return to Shujiang.

Da Hong listened to Hua Mei tell the truth, and sighed: "How can this be, why does God want to help the wicked?" "Alas, if you don't respect the fireworks in the world, where can God be kind? I only sighed at the daughter in the eyes of my classmates in the past, but now it is a phoenix that is not as good as a chicken. ”

Li Weiwei slept in a rental room, crying and screaming in her dream: "Don't touch my log, kill you dog men!" She woke up and wiped her tears, opened her eyes and looked at the black hole and thought: "When God makes two clay figures and releases Hongmeng, the seemingly ordinary world will be full of confusing rolling red dust." At the beginning of man, how long can the nature of goodness be maintained in it? What kind of love between children and daughters, life and death, is all a game covered by a piece of paper. Now I really understand why those monks and nuns want to become monks. The most regrettable thing is that I pierced this paper too late. I can't be a nun today, and I'm not going to be such a cowardly self-abandoner. But now there is no place for a love word to lose, and there is no place to stand down...... The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high. Since I let a love word betray me again, can't I betray 'her' once? ”

Li Weiwei made up her mind, turned over and got up, turned on the light, and threw herself on the table to write a marriage notice:

Picking rose girls on the shore of the Shu River, and going to the sea to make the tide is also light. Elegance is still difficult to get into the customs, and the golden house jade people are looking for bosom friends. Regardless of the age and humility, the heartstrings resonate together.

Mail: Ms. Li Weiwei, Box 208, Fuxing Street, Shujiang City, received and transferred (me) Special statement: refusal to visit, all letters are the recipient's private property.

Li Weiwei finished writing, looked at the marriage notice and shook her head sadly, turned out the light and sobbed on the table.

After the "Queqiao" column of Shujiang's "Spring Ploughing" magazine published her marriage notice, the letters were like snowflakes in the sky, so bitter that the postman used a bicycle to carry a large bundle almost every day. A few months later, Li Weiwei received tens of thousands of letters at home and abroad, many of which were excellent love letters and love poems.

She was overjoyed, hired more than a dozen idle cultural people, sorted out and selected the best more than 400 love letters and love poems, edited into a more than 500-page "Queqiao Biography" and returned to Shenzhen, using her old relationship to publish and distribute in Hong Kong, just in time for the tide of the times, but unexpectedly became a best-selling book overnight.

Li Weiwei received a good return, she returned to Shujiang, reopened another business, and started a clothing business, and it became more and more prosperous.