In the dead of night, Zhao Jiadi reviewed the review materials again, and then cleaned them up. The application for joining the party has been submitted to the school, there is an interesting episode in it, Zhao Jiadi doesn't know anything about this thing, even if he goes to check some model texts, he also has a headache, the difficulty coefficient is only higher than the modeling coefficient, squeezing toothpaste for several days, and finally Shen Han, who still can't stand it, went out to help him polish the pen, and the application was re-polished at the counselor's level, and then up, I don't know how, tossing and turning into the hands of the old principal, the old man who rarely uses the pen sè did not move the pen silently sè personally moistened the small length, Zhao Jiadi naturally didn't know the doorway, Just put it aside and wait for the results, but the bottom line is that he must be turned positive in his senior year, and if the school makes a mess with the mud, he will definitely go to the principal's office to play tricks and smash the field, don't agree? Then kill the old man on the chess board and lose his armor, don't blame us for not knowing how to respect the old at all. Zhao Jiadi took out a stack of letters, all of which were letters from the children of Guanyin Village, generally sent to Caofeidian Zhaojia Village, and then forwarded to the school by the child's daughter-in-law's sister, the package was tight, Zhao Jia's first letter replied to the past, the older ones were promoted to the beginning, but most of them were still in the fourth or fifth grade, the words were not beautiful, but they were very neat, and when they read Zhang Wumei's letter, their eyebrows jumped, and the most aura girl doll in Guanyin Village was very excited to mention a strange sister, saying that she stayed in the village for three days during the National Day, and then several letters all mentioned this more or less, Zhao Jiadi finished reading the letter, each replied, stuffed into a new envelope, and each envelope also had a brand new envelope prepared for the children, with stamps on it, and the children did not need to spend their own money, so they found glue, glued it, left their seats, stood at the window, and smoked hard.

09, September 30th.

In the past, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Nanjing is now prosperous, a young woman who worked overtime walked out of the office of the Foreign Economic and Trade Cooperation Office of the Municipal Development and Reform Commission, with a cold temperament, she became a civil servant in Nanjing with a super high score, and had an excellent reputation in the office, with excellent work ability, treatment of people and things, and life style, are impeccable, and it is a well-deserved potential stock of the Foreign Economic and Trade Cooperation Department, coupled with her family background that she can not completely conceal, so that the relevant personnel from top to bottom have great expectations for her, she just walked out of the office, A young man who entered the Nanjing Municipal Development and Reform Commission in the same period as her just left another institution, the Finance and Finance Department, the same is a hot sweetheart, the young man is gentle and elegant, as soon as he entered the Development and Reform Commission, he was greatly valued by his direct superiors, and even took the initiative to be the old man of the month, and matched him, but he was politely refused, and later because he ran the Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation Department very diligently, over time, the leaders of the two departments knew well, and learned from different channels that this golden boy and girl were not only alumni of the university, Moreover, the two good families can be described as scholarly friends, and even studying abroad together, they are no longer doing this more.

The young man, who was a little more calm than when he was a student, walked out of the office building side by side with her, pondered for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to ask softly: "National Day, why don't you go to Chengde Summer Resort with us?" ”

The girl smiled and shook her head, "No, I have my own arrangements." ”

The man paused, saw that he had pulled a short distance from her, immediately followed, and asked: "It's just a vacation trip, there is no deep meaning, and you know that now my parents don't have that idea anymore." ”

The girl still shook her head, her consistent natural voice, a careful person, but she was inevitably able to figure out a trace of distance, this kind of alienation, not that she deliberately distanced herself from anyone, but that she was standing in front of you, and she would smile very politely, but it gave people the feeling that she was standing in a lonely place, drawing a circle, which could be understood as her private world, and also as her jīng god cage, she stopped and stood in the twilight under the light, and there were no extra jewelry, earrings, rings, watches, No, not the kind of woman who likes to pile on her body, with only the simplest red rope on her wrist, she looked directly at young people her age and asked, "What about you?" ”

He said calmly, "Do you know him? Are you sure you really know him? Is he worth it? Why is he? Just because he is the prince of Jinhai Industrial? ”

The young man asked five questions in a row, which went straight to the heart and did not give the girl room to escape the roundabout.

She asked rhetorically, "You know?" ”

He sneered, "It's okay, I just looked into it." He has no shortage of women, there is no shortage of women since the time he confirmed the relationship with you, and now there is no shortage of women, have you heard of the speeches of this Fudan freshman representative, do you need me to show you the video? ”

She said calmly: "I've seen it, it's very touching." ”

He has always been gentle, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Then what are you waiting for?!" Waiting for him to continue to live and lie in the shade of his father's greenery, brazenly slap you in the face in a villain way? When you returned to China, did you see their family's dominance? Your uncle, your uncle, was swept down in the Nanjing political arena that day, almost to the end, and now he has not recovered. What's wrong with you? Before going abroad, you treated me as a friend, I was not sad, after going abroad, he didn't make a sound, he went to Sichuan for a woman, you still treat me as a friend, I am not sad, I returned to China, you don't know anything, you are just afraid that your family will embarrass him, there is an accident, he dropped the flowers, and walked away in style, from beginning to end, you don't say anything, I am still not sad, but I Li Yu, this stupid hat, is fucking sorry for you! ”

She looked the young man in the eye and said flatly, "Finished?" ”

He was stunned, a big man, choked up, but still stubbornly stood straight and looked at her.

She said softly: "For a woman, being hurt by the man she loves hurts her heart for a lifetime. Or be sent happiness by the man who loves her, happy for a lifetime. I don't know what other women will choose, but I do know that I only accept the former. ”

Before she turned around, she smiled softly, not the kind of forced smile that was barely squeezed out, and said, "Do you really know him?" ”

She resolutely left, leaving the young man standing still, dazed and helpless, with a desolate look in his eyes.

October 1st.

A passenger plane flew from Nanjing, Jiangsu Province to Chengdu, Sichuan.

At noon, a girl with a guitar on her back stepped off the plane, very simple and refreshing dress, T-shirt, jeans, canvas shoes, called a taxi, asked the master if he would go to Guangyang City, the master heard that it was a big business, and notified the friend who took over the shift, and said with a Sichuan smile, but first said good, very expensive. The girl carefully held the guitar and smiled that it was okay. When she arrived in Guangyang City, the girl paid the money, according to the address on the paper, went to the bus station and got on a bus with a destination of a small county town, bought a bottle of mineral water and a few bread in the county seat, continued to transfer, and went to a small township, the township is very poor, and the southeast coastal cities she is familiar with, Shanghai, Nanjing, Hangzhou, there are too many differences, there are no high-rise buildings, no bright lights, no luxury cars shuttle, some are just lonely and dilapidated streets, the only cement road in the town is potholed because of poor maintenance, here, She saw tractors that had long been extinct in the city, belching black smoke, some naughty children with dark skin chasing after them, climbing up and down, and some local dogs lying on the side of the street, sticking out their tongues, lazy and dirty. Not to mention the first-line famous brands that are commonplace in the coastal zone, such as Asdas, Nike, and Li Ning, which are flooded with bamboo shoots after the rain in second- and third-tier cities, there are still no here. She found a commissary and asked a middle-aged proprietress who was dozing off on the counter how to get to Guanyin Village, the woman seemed to be the first time to see such a beautiful woman, came to the god jīng, and said Guanyin Village in a lame Sichuan version of Mandarin, that is not easy to walk, Zhongba can't go in, and now the road is being repaired, it is said that the rich people in the city have thrown money, and they don't want a penny from the township, but it will take more than a year to open to traffic, you have to spend some money to hire a tractor, forty minutes, and then inside, You have to ride a bike or walk. The girl smiled and said thank you, then bought a bottle of mineral water that she had never seen in the market, negotiated the price with a tractor master in the town, sat in the back, and the bumps were terrible, her weak body swayed with the tractor, dusty, but did not damage her jīng face, at first the children would come to climb the tractor, but after seeing a fairy sister sitting, they all jumped down with a red face and shyness, but they were reluctant to leave, only dared to hang on the tail far away, and looked at the beautiful sister more.

The road was very rough, and the violent bumps of nearly fifty minutes were enough to make the daughter of the big city fall apart and cry bitterly, but the girl kept holding the guitar and looking at the peaceful green mountains and green waters, and her face was calm.

After the master stopped the tractor, he rubbed his hands and said awkwardly, and then he couldn't drive it.

The girl raised a smile, paid, asked for directions, and walked in on the sheep intestine path.

When she was tired of walking, she sat on a stone by the side of the road and rubbed her feet. A few twelve or thirteen-year-old children riding bicycles swept by like the wind, and the small body was in stark contrast to the large bicycles passed down from their parents, and behind the bicycles, there were also some children who did not have cars, spreading their feet and running fast, seeing her stranger, they all slowed down, glanced a few more times, and then continued to laugh and laugh happily. At dusk, after the girl passed through two villages, she finally found the smallest and most remote Guanyin Village, the small village at the foot of the mountain has little smoke, the chickens and dogs bark, the village is too small, the girl with the guitar only took ten minutes to walk around, and finally came to the open space of the assembly hall in the village. The girl stood alone.

When night came, a little boy who was wandering around with a bowl hesitated for a long time, and timidly stepped forward and asked Sister, what are you doing here? The girl turned her head and smiled and said that a friend had come before, so I followed to take a look. The child blushed and asked that it was a tour, why don't my sister go to my house for dinner? The girl smiled softly and asked seriously, is it okay? The little boy patted his chest and said it was okay. The girl carried the guitar and followed to the child's house, the child's parents were very hospitable, I heard that it was a girl from the big city, planning to live here for two days, after eating and specially led her to the village party secretary's house, the village party secretary hesitated, it seemed to be the girl's conversation, so he took her to the outside of the assembly hall, opened the big lock, said that the first floor of the house used to be a classroom, the second floor was prepared for the teacher, and now the village children can go to the new school in the town to study, it will be vacant, but the upstairs will be cleaned every day, very clean, I don't let ordinary people live here, alas, Don't talk about this, this is a mosquito coil, you take it, I won't go up, don't be afraid of anything, no matter how timid the baby in our village is, in this house, the courage can be big, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The second floor is very simple, a wooden bed, covered with clean sheets, the summer of the village is particularly cool, so it is a little thick, because it is summer, specially hung a mosquito net, a dilapidated desk, and a bottle of ink, a few left over to teach books, in addition, are some pots and pots, the girl put the cherished guitar on the desk, folded a piece of mosquito coil, did not point it all, lay on the mat, closed her eyes, listened to the sound of insects, and fell asleep very late.

October 2nd.

The children who had returned from vacation in the village heard that there was a sister, and they all gathered in the open space early in the morning, whispering, and the little boy who was most familiar with the beautiful sister had the most right to speak, and was very angry.

A little fat man asked softly, "Erwa, is she really better looking than Zhang Wumei?" ”

The boy pursed his lips and said, "It's much better." ”

A girl dressed most in the most foreign style finally came to the open space that had once been barely used as a cāo field, and said with an angry face: "Who let her live here?!" ”

The little girl is extremely beautiful, with a goose egg face, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and when she is angry, there is no majesty, as soon as she appears, the children are silent, especially the boy, who is afraid and likes her, and has insufficient congenital confidence.

A child muttered: "The village party secretary agreed, Zhang Wumei, you have the ability to yell at your second uncle." ”

Zhang Wumei glared, and the boy shrunk his neck.

The young woman walked out, Zhang Wumei was stunned for a moment, and the other boys were also stunned.

It's so beautiful.

That's the only intuitive impression children have.

She asked softly, are you all going to the new school now? Zhang Wumei was the most courageous, blushed slightly and nodded and said Well, the hope school in the town was built at the beginning of the year. The young woman smiled and asked, "What about your former volunteer teachers?" Zhang Wumei's eyes were red, and she bit her mouth and didn't speak. The young woman was a little surprised, because except for the beautiful girl in front of her, the rest of the children were all the same gloomy, but there was a persistent pride in the gloom. In the end, Zhang Wumei, who was quite atmospheric, said that after Mr. Hu left, Mr. Zhao returned to the city after sending us to the new school after the New Year, and Mr. Zhao said that he would come back to see us. Sister, did you see the lilacs on the side of the cāo field, they were planted by Mr. Zhao himself, and he said that when the lilacs bloomed, he would come. Mr. Hu, Mr. Hu's favorite lilac ...... Speaking of this, the little girl cried out at once, except for her, all the children cried, at first they were still sobbing, and then they were heartbroken, so that the woman was sad for no reason, her expression was shocked, and she asked cautiously Teacher Hu?

Zhang Wumei wiped a handful of tears, choked up sadly and said Teacher Hu died, fainted during class, and never woke up, she is a good person, good people have good rewards, they are all lies, woo......

The woman was stunned, standing there, speechless.

The children were crying, their eyes were red, but they had the most simple persistence and gratitude of country children, and they were not weak.

Zhang Wumei stopped crying, wiped away her tears, pointed to the direction of a mountaintop, and said: Teacher Hu is buried there, she said she wants to watch us grow up, and she said she likes it here. After Mr. Zhao came, he taught us for a year, and like Mr. Hu, we all spent the New Year here. Mr. Zhao can write beautiful chalk characters and can talk a lot of things.

A child proudly said: Yes, Mr. Zhao understands everything!

Another child finally recovered from his grief and secretly wiped his tears, but Mr. Zhao said that boys bleed without tears, and he followed up and said: Mr. Zhao just can't jump the rubber band.

A little fat man grinned and said: Also, Mr. Zhao can only gouge.

The children laugh together, cry and laugh, which are the simplest and most innocent feelings.

On this day, the woman climbed to the top of the mountain alone, sitting in the place where both teachers liked to sit in a daze, looking into the distance. After going down the mountain, I followed the children to the small waterhole of Mr. Zhao's dog planing, and the children also showed her how Mr. Zhao did dog planing, and the laughter continued. They told her that Mr. Zhao was very good at drinking, fighting, and liked to squat and smoke in the corridor the most, and they all loved to watch him spit out smoke rings, and he was very strict when he was in class on the podium, but he was very good at talking after class, and occasionally encouraged Erwa to touch Zhang Wumei's braids, saying that if he dared to touch it, he would add one point to the composition of the midterm exam, and as a result, Erwa was chased and beaten by Zhang Wumei with a broom, and they liked to watch Teacher Zhao get drunk when he went to visit his house, because at that time, he would sing a Dongdong called Peking Opera, He also said that he would play the erhu to them in the future. Speaking of erhu, the children asked, "Sister, is that thing you brought an erhu?" The woman smiled and shook her head and said no, it was a guitar. Do they say they sing too? She nodded yes.

October 3rd.

The woman looked through a row of small bookshelves in the corner of the classroom on the first floor, among which there were more than 20 copies of "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales", and the children said that Mr. Zhao brought a lot of books back every time he went to the county seat, and he was tired like Mr. Hu. The boys said that now these books are kept by Zhang Wumei, she doesn't want people to touch them casually, even if she wants to read them, she can't take them home, she can only read them in the classroom, she has to stare at them, and whoever crumples a little bit will be scolded by her.

On this day, the children told too many stories about the two young teachers, small and warm.

At dusk, the woman came to the top of the mountain with a guitar on her back, played the guitar, and sang a song "Child".

At night, I sat in the classroom and flipped through the "Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen" one by one.

October 4th.

She said she was leaving.

The children said they wanted to hear her sing.

She said yes. I took my guitar from upstairs, sat down in the classroom, and asked if you had all seen Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales? The children nodded their heads in unison, saying that Teacher Zhao had said that when they grew up, they could also watch fairy tales.

She continued to ask, Do you want Mr. Zhao?

The children nodded together.

She lowered her head, gently flicked the red rope on her wrist, and said softly: This song is given to you for Teacher Hu and Teacher Zhao, and it is called "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tale". I want to be alone, too, very much.

Slender fingers gently pluck the strings.

The voice flows, just like the tranquility of Guanyin Village.

A rose blooms on the hippopotamus tomb

Ore, the tower keeper, donned red dancing shoes

The puppeteers are listening to old Johnny's story

Fleas and the professor begin a sad journey

The bachelor has lost his nightcap

Can a lame child jump

Is Piggy's piggy bank full?

Did Little Garda come back to nǎinǎi?

The princess turned into a wild swan, is she really sad

The shell Lang nailed the golden palm, is it happy?

The snowman falls in love with the stove, will it regret it

The shepherdess and the chimney sweeper help the porcelain man, in love with each other

The snail climbed the rose tree

For whom else will the nightingale sing

Why did the ugly duckling turn into a swan?

Why does Thumbelina miss that toad?

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