Like all smokers, cough is always with him.

After asking Pei Qingxi, he coughed lightly a few times.

Pei Qingxi looked at the old man who coughed lightly in the smoke, and her eyebrows frowned subconsciously, her father also likes to smoke, especially when he is in a bad mood.

Zhang Hua always persuaded her father, saying that long-term smoking is harmful to the body, but her father did not listen, after more than ten years of smoking, his teeth and nails were yellow and black with smoke, and in the middle of the night, he could always hear the coughing sound from the next room, coughing one by one, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs......

Pei Qingxi pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time, the old man stopped coughing, and then added: "The eyes are short-sighted, and not being able to see the blackboard will affect learning, let parents come to school, and quickly take you to the optical store to get a pair of glasses." "^End\Beauty*Small\Say\Net. 2 2 P Q . C O M

Pei Qingxi bit his mouth when he heard this, lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time.

The wind at the end of summer is warm, but in the end, it is almost autumn, and there is still a little coolness in the warm wind, just like the coldness hidden in Pei Qingxi's heart...... The unfamiliar environment, the injured leg, the almost unable to go to school, many sad emotions quietly in a corner of the heart, accompanied by the eyes that can't see the blackboard but dare not tell the family, gradually began to spread......

There was also a faint indescribable throbbing, mixed with a hint of throbbing......

It is said that the children of the poor are in charge of the family early, and the family conditions have always been bad, no matter what they do, they have to weigh and weigh again, but now she has been weighing for nine years!

"How?" Seeing that Pei Qingxi had not spoken, the old man shook the ashes of his cigarette and looked at the top of her black head, "Is there any difficulty?" ”

She shook her head gently, stared straight at her toes, and said in a low voice: "There are a lot of crops planted at home, peanuts, sweet potatoes, corn, and sesame seeds, but my mother is the only one at home, and there is a lot of farm work, so I'm afraid she won't have time to come to school at this time." ”

In fact, she was worried that her mother wouldn't be able to come up with that much money......

She had already asked other classmates that even if it was the most ordinary pair of glasses, it would cost at least three or four hundred yuan!

Mom definitely doesn't have so much money in her hands now, so she has to wait until the cotton and soybeans are sold.

Lao Fu graduated from a normal college and has been a class teacher for more than 20 years, and this situation is not the first time he has encountered it, and those who can help usually help him.

"If you don't have glasses, you can't see the blackboard in class," without a moment of hesitation, he said to his students in a kind and kind tone, "There is an optical store at the intersection of Night Market Street, why don't you go there first to get a pair of glasses, how much does it cost for me to cushion it for you first?" ”

The old man's words were sincere and kind, and Pei Qingxi's nose was a little sour when he heard it.

"Thank you, teacher, but there is no need for this," Pei Qingxi shook his head and refused the kindness of the head teacher, "It will be the National Day in more than a week, and I can return to school and let my mother accompany me when the time comes." ”

"Since that's the case, forget it, if you encounter anything difficult in the future, you can come to me at any time, don't hold on alone."

"yes, got it."

......

Back in the classroom, five minutes later.

I saw the note at a glance.

"Qingxi, what's wrong?" I don't know why, after entering high school, Su Qin is more inquisitive than before, she has to ask about Pei Qingxi's troubles, Pei Qingxi shed tears just now, she didn't understand what's going on, this guy was called out by the old man to ask, and when he saw Pei Qingxi enter the classroom, he hurried up to ask.

When she went out to the toilet, she saw Pei Qingxi standing in front of the old man with her head hanging down, looking pitiful and as if she had been taught a lesson.

The old man just entered the classroom, and the classmates happened to be discussing, saying that Fu Ziheng said something ugly, so Pei Qingxi cried, should the old man really think that Pei Qingxi, the child and his cousin Fu Ziheng, were in early love, and said something serious to her?

"He didn't say anything to me," Pei Qingxi straightened his body, and subconsciously pushed the Chinese textbook forward, blocking the note on the table, "Just ask me what's going on, if my eyes don't matter now, do you need to go out with a pair of glasses, I told him not to use it for the time being, he asked my legs again, and then let me in." ”

"Is that so?" Su Qin glanced at Pei Qingxi several times, his expression was still a little suspicious, "I see that you are pitiful, standing in front of the old man with your head down......"

“...... If you don't believe it," Pei Qingxi's face was stinky, staring at classmate Su Qin, who was full of gossip, "You can ask the old man yourself, don't you know what the old man said?" ”

"Also, don't you pull me around every day and ask these nonsense questions, okay?"

After speaking in a huff, Pei Qingxi turned his head, took out his diary, took out his pen again, lowered his head and began to write today's diary......

Su Qin blinked, not quite understanding where Pei Qingxi's anger came from.

......

The old man explained Wen Yiduo's "Dead Water" on the podium, and his voice was slightly lower, like a monk chanting scriptures, telling modern poems that everyone heard in the clouds, and many people's heads were about to fall asleep little by little.

As if he hadn't seen it, the old man was lecturing in front of him, and he was intoxicated at this time.

Pei Qingxi sat in his seat, but instead of copying notes seriously as usual, he used the books piled up high as a cover, lying on the table and reading the small note: "I heard that your eyes are uncomfortable, do you feel better now?" Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

The beautiful handwriting was as usual, from the hand of the boy, and every time I saw him, I felt my heart beat a little faster.

And that boy has written notes to her more than once like now, expressing his concern for her.

What was going on in his mind?

This question has actually been bothering her for many days, and sometimes she is doing exercises, but she can't help but start thinking about this problem in her heart.

However, no matter what he thought, it didn't seem to have anything to do with her.

is as good as him, the girl he likes must be very good, and she is not brilliant, so there is no need to think about those who have or don't.

What's more, Fu's words are still in my ears:

"High school has a lot of coursework, students should focus on studying, and should not waste time and energy on those who have and don't. There are so many complicated and difficult knowledge, and so many dead knowledge points to memorize, although there are three years in high school, but in fact, you should have heard of it......"

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