How beautiful the emotions of childhood are, so beautiful that no matter how low the mood is, happiness can be bred in a relaxed atmosphere.

Beishan Primary School recently wanted to do a campus beautification activity, so all the students were mobilized to bring flowers and plants from home.

Qin Mi'er chose pots of violets and phalaenopsis from her balcony to bring to school, and planted them with teachers and students in the last class in the afternoon, under the front begonia tree in the flower stand on the right hand side of the school gate.

The fiery red begonia tree made Qin Mi'er like it very much, so much so that she described it in an essay that wrote about the scene, and directly filled in the blanks of the test paper, which was not enough.

In the past few days, Qin Mi'er has been very happy, because her father gave her two pens: one with a red five-pointed star pattern on a white background, and a royal blue fountain pen - but the cap is gold.

Qin Yitian looked at the way she liked it very much, and held her in his arms dotingly, "The tip of this fountain pen is golden, you have to treasure it." ”

As he spoke, he also pointed to the tip of the pen and repeatedly admonished, "When you use it, you have to be gentle, don't write as hard as you usually do." ”

As soon as Qin Mi'er heard the word gold, she was reluctant to use it, hid in her father's arms, and happily put it back into the matching delicate pen case, and outside the high-end gold velvet pen case, there was a string of English that Qin Mi'er didn't know - at this time, she didn't know any trademarks, let alone brands.

Then she broke away from Qin Yitian's arm, took a pen with a red five-pointed star pattern on a white background, and poured the ink she made with blue ink into it, but Qin Yitian said to him: "Buy carbon ink." ”

Qin Mi'er was very puzzled, after all, she usually used blue ink when she saw her father.

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The next day, she went to school with the new fountain pen, and Tang Yi, who was sitting in the third row, said to borrow it.

Qin Miao'er thought about it for a while, and handed it over-because she was used to using the hero pen in her hand, and the pen and another soft-tip pen were from her cousin Yu Jian-he went to Chengdu to study in a five-year grain school, and the pens and big rulers in the pen case were all searched by Qin Miao'er.

Tang Yi has very white skin, and he likes to wear a red sportswear at that time.

Qin Mi'er said with some distress: "You have to pay me back after class." ”

Tang Yi nodded, "Okay." ”

Instead, Qin Mi'er turned around and listened carefully to the class and did her homework.

But when she got out of class, she looked back and saw that Tang Yi actually bit the pen in her mouth, which made the silver cap have a mark, and she didn't feel good in her heart, but it was hard to say anything.

Later, Tang Yi often borrowed her fountain pen, and Qin Mi'er also gladly lent it to him. But such a trivial thing has become a topic of amusement among the classmates: I like it!

What do you like?

Qin Mi'er didn't understand. In her mind, everyone should be treated kindly - although she is disgusted by the different roles she plays, sometimes she has to put on a straight face and do things like that.

But it can't be helped.

Many years later, she remembered the little thing of making her classmates stand up and fight against her, and she felt that she was too ridiculous at that time, and she didn't know where she got the courage?

This year, instead of asking Mi Gang to go to the school garden to find a small branch that can be used as a whip, she replaced it with a large broom. So much so that Teacher Yu felt a headache because the broom in the class was consumed too quickly.

Qin Mi'er has a deep relationship with the original classmates of Beishan Primary School, and it has to start from the third grade.

At that time, the Chinese teacher Dong Lezhen was hospitalized due to a car accident, and Qin Mi'er stood on the podium to teach math classes to her classmates and was responsible for the homework inspection of the Chinese self-study class.

The reason for this was that the number of teachers was meagre, and some teachers had to work as teachers in other schools.

Let's take Mr. Li from the Fifth Brigade who came to Beishan Primary School at that time to teach the class, two days because he was busy harvesting millet and going to class in the future, some students proposed to go to the Fifth Brigade Primary School to find Teacher Li to come back to teach everyone.

After the lunch break, Qin Mi'er left the school with the class cadres and took the whole class away, followed the guidance of the students who knew Teacher Li's whereabouts, and embarked on the road of patrolling teachers.

When the 40 or so people came to the highway outside Mr. Li's house in the fifth brigade, they saw the golden sun-dried dam millet at a glance, and the joy of the harvest wandered under the scorching sun for a long time.

But there was no one at Mr. Li's house, and an old man who was nearly eighty years old walked out, "There is no one at home, go to the school to have a look." ”

So Qin Mi'er called a few boys to join her, entered the school of the fifth team, and ran to the classrooms of the fifth and sixth grades to take a look, but to no avail.

When several people were found by the teachers of the Fifth Brigade School, Qin Mi'er raised his head and said, "Let's look for Teacher Li." ”

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The matter ended in the surprised eyes of a certain teacher in the fifth team.

Qin Mi'er had a blue elongated electronic watch at that time, anyway, it was only a few yuan - many students in the class brought watches, as if they were popular in those years, and "Shanghai brand" belonged to the common type.

"It's almost time for school to end, so let's all go back to school first. Zhao Chao's pair of thick black eyebrows are particularly vivid in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Hmm. I went back to school and then after school. Everyone's schoolbags are not carrying. ”

"On such a hot day, we tread water back from the river. ”

Qin Miao'er looked at the small river next to the highway and said in her heart: Is this a branch canal in the concept of "one mile and four weirs" said by her father-in-law?

"There is no water under a canal, there is a power station above, and it is not dangerous for us to tread water back. "The male students like to swim in the summer and are well versed in the local weather and geography.

Qin Mi'er naturally likes to play in the water, and after taking off her shoes, she took the girls from a canal river to walk upstream, and the boys took the initiative to be flower messengers, walking on the highway in a neat and orderly manner to escort the girls.

I saw Mi Gang, a member of the sports committee, and several tall boys riding bicycles along the riverside more than ten meters in front, paying attention to whether there was any heavy water rushing down upstream.

Before leaving, Qin Mi'er arranged the things that each class cadre should be responsible for - of course, this was all proposed by the boys' class committee.

At noon that day, after all the members of the class committee made suggestions, Qin Mi'er came to the podium and proposed that everyone walk in a neat and orderly line through the vegetable market, the cinema and the entrance of the central primary school.

After all, it's class time, so you have to be organized and disciplined.

It does not cause parents to worry.

They thought that when they saw a neat and orderly "big line" in their neighborhood, they would think that they were students who went to the central school to participate in activities.

Speaking of the cinema in the township, it is the most magnificent building in Qin Mi'er's opinion, and it is also the place with the most artistic and cultural atmosphere.

From kindergarten, the children of the town will hold a grand performance here on Children's Day, which can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.

And Qin Mi'er sat in the middle of the huge movie theater with her grandfather, who was invited to the party, and watched her eldest brother Qin Yong, who was wearing a school uniform, standing on the stage and performing the show.

For such a large-scale party, Sichuan opera is a must-have program, and the old people who are invited to participate also like it the most.

As long as the Sichuan opera begins at the beginning, Qin Deyun, an old farmer who doesn't like to talk and is honest, will tell Qin Miao'er, who is sitting on the side, why Jiao'er sings like that, why he takes such steps, and how to step on the gongs and drums next to him?

But Qin Mi'er didn't understand it at all, she just liked it, and sat upright beside her grandfather in a long blue coat, listening to him nodding and patting the armrests and analyzing, it was very comfortable and enjoyable.

Qin Deyun saw that she was timid and afraid, so he told her when she was a child how she became bold when she was a child: because she was timid, his mother took him to the river dam to see the head cut off when he was a few years old, and when the head landed, the head would not die immediately, but widened his eyes and jumped on the ground looking for a "destined person". Once, a person's head that was cut down in the river dam ran with Qin Deyun for a long time, and finally bit his shoes a few years old, no matter how he got rid of it, it was fruitless.

In this way, Qin Deyun was scared sick.

His mother was advised to buy a dry biscuit, go to the place where the head was cut off in the dam, get it stained with blood, and go home and feed it for him. It was only then that he woke up from his fright, and became a little bolder.

When Qin Mi'er and his group were happily returning home, Mi Gang hurriedly came to the river on a bicycle, looked down at a large group of girls in the river, and whispered: "Class leader, your mother and Principal Zhang are here." ”

"Do you want to say you're here?" Zhao Chao asked worriedly.

Qin Mi'er bit her lower lip, nodded, and then hurriedly climbed up from the low river dam on her left. "Hurry up and put on your shoes, let's meet on the road from the small bridge in front. ”

The girls were afraid of being criticized, so they led each other to climb ashore, and hurriedly followed Qin Miao'er's figure onto the road.

When Qin Miao'er's figure appeared from behind the lush paulownia tree, the sharp-eyed Pu Xiu stopped her purple Phoenix brand bicycle and roared like thunder: "Don't you take everyone to study in the classroom, but also take everyone around? Do you still have to worry about adults when you are busy with farming? What qualifications do you have to be a class leader?"

Qin Mi'er looked expectantly at Principal Zhang on Pu Xiu's right, wanting him to save her.

But Principal Zhang didn't speak, and his face was black.

"Mr. Li didn't come to class, and the homework he asked me to arrange was completed yesterday. We all checked each other and felt that there was no problem. ”

At this time, the classmates standing behind Qin Mi'er saw that she was criticized, and they all coaxed.

"We all studied the next course by ourselves, and Mr. Li didn't come. ”

"He was the homeroom teacher of the fifth grade of the Fifth Brigade, and we went to see him when we said hello. ”

"After Mr. Dong's car accident, we all studied on our own, and when the final exam was poor, we were scolded by our parents, who was responsible?"

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Qin Mi'er didn't dare to say anything, lowered her head, thinking about the "punishment" she would receive when she went home.

Pu Xiu came back from a trip to Chongqing, and let go of the cruel words: if he dared to make a big mistake, he would be like the "tiger chair" specially made for Liu Hulan in the "scum cave", and asked Zhang Blacksmith, the youngest cousin of the Zhang family, to make a "tiger chair" for Qin Mi'er.

Qin Mi'er went to Chongqing with her father when she was in kindergarten, and she also heard the tour guide talk about the details of the punishment in detail, so she did everything with trepidation, for fear that one day the "punishment" would become the terrible "capital punishment".

Seeing that she was honestly bowing her head, Pu Xiu kept apologizing to Principal Zhang and several teachers, "Teacher Zhang, I'm sorry, I'll take her back first." ”

Qin Mi'er lowered her head, eager to burst into tears, and sat in the back seat of Pu Xiu's "Phoenix" car.

Principal Zhang nodded and began to count the number of people......

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the thick paulownia trees on both sides of the river were flourishing, and Qin Miao'er looked back at the students in the distance, feeling unhappy.