readx;? The Buddha once said: Be careful not to look at women, and do not speak together. www.biquge.info If you are a talker, you should be thinking: I am a sand gate, in a turbid world, and I should be like a lotus flower, not muddy. I want the old to be a mother, the old like a sister, the young like a sister, and the young like a child......

The Buddha also said: People are worried from love, and from worry to fear. If you are separated from love, why worry?

Chunhua learned that her daughter Xiaojing was ruined by the beast Liu Ma, and knelt in front of the stove and kept praying......

All living beings are cloudy: "The Dharma is boundless!" The pity is that when Qiao Xiaojing was bullied by that beast Liu Ma, the Buddha did not show his power and did not extend a helping hand to Qiao Xiaojing.

Qiao Xiaojing, who was delirious and emotionally out of control, kept running forward, and the clothes in her hands would be discarded on the ground from time to time, she didn't know what she was doing at all, and she didn't care about the loss of what she was carrying, she just ran forward desperately.

Since she was a child, Qiao Xiaojing's farthest place from home was the school she went to, and she almost never went anywhere else. The road from home to school was the one she was most familiar with, and she had walked countless times, and this time was no exception, she rushed out of her home and ran madly in the direction of the school without thinking.

Along the way, this Qiao Xiaojing was disheveled and embarrassed.

"Xiaojing," the school's principal Yan saw an unkempt and embarrassed girl at the gate, and when she looked closely, Qiao Xiaojing was really shocked and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you, why are you embarrassed like this?"

I saw that Qiao Xiaojing's hair was like hay blown by the wind, suspended horizontally and vertically on the top of her head, her eyes were dull and sloppy, looking ahead carelessly, and there were still two lines of tears on her wind-blown face, which were stained with dust, like two coats of paint, and the whole image was not much worse than returning from a refugee.

Qiao Xiaojing didn't seem to hear Principal Yan's words, her body kept trembling, one hand was holding the clothes she was carrying when she went out, and the other hand was tightly gripping the placket of the clothes, and if she pulled it down slightly, the soil on her body would fall to the ground.

This Principal Yan is from the metropolis of Shanghai, not tall and slightly fat, medium height, with a typical gentleman's beard, as for why he came to this poor country to become a teacher, there are many theories, but there are three relatively reliable theories:

One of them is that this former Shanghai Tang intellectuals once served as a staff member under the account of a certain warlord leader, and was once deeply appreciated and respected by the master's wife, and there were many small actions in private behind the master's back, beyond the boundaries that should not be had, and the warlord leader learned that this kid was not honest, and wanted to chop him into meat sauce, because of his face in the military world, he ordered him to get out of the place where he would never be seen again, so this guy came to this poor and remote place in order to save his life.

Another theory is that he once had an enviable family life, his lover was the daughter of a high-ranking official of the national government, and with this special background, he was engaged in education in a university in Shanghai, but he was like a little maid, living in the shadow of this background, tired of coping, barely maintaining the very delicate relationship between himself and his lover and his lover's family.

Later, this guy had his own child, originally thought that the child would become a link between him and his lover, but he didn't expect that since he had a child, his lover no longer looked at him, and his lonely life made him lose his mind, and then he had a deviant behavior with one of his students, causing him to become pregnant.

His lover's family used their power to chase and beat him, so that he was completely ruined, and he could no longer live in Shanghai.

The last theory is that this Principal Yan once committed a murder, and he couldn't stay in Shanghai anymore, so he was displaced here.

No matter which statement is closer to the truth, these statements have something in common, that is, this President Yan is indeed an intellectual from Shanghai, and there is indeed a disgraceful past.

Seeing that his student was so depressed, the interested Principal Yan didn't ask anything more, helped Qiao Xiaojing to his office, and hurriedly beckoned him to sit down, and when he was calm, his breathing became more even, and his expression was no longer as confused as before, and then he persuaded him to put down the things in his hand again.

While looking at Qiao Xiaojing, Principal Yan came to the hanger behind the door, picked up the thermos and poured some water into the white porcelain basin, stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, and very intimately adjusted the water temperature moderately, and asked Qiao Xiaojing to wash his face.

After Qiao Xiaojing finished washing her face, Principal Yan took out a feather duster from the vase against the wall, and dusted Qiao Jing from head to toe, front and back, left and right.

In short, after a simple cleaning by Principal Yan, Qiao Xiaojing's mood calmed down a lot, and she regained her young look, her eyes were blank, but this could not hide the vicissitudes of life in her heart.

At this time, the campus was particularly quiet because it had not yet started, and if this intellectual from Shanghai had a home, perhaps this school would also be the gate of the iron general.

"Then you can stay for the time being? Anyway, I'm alone in such a big school now, and the place to live is a lot vacant. Principal Yan looked at Qiao Xiaojing, who was silent, and tentatively made arrangements.

"I live in my own dormitory. Qiao Xiaojing's voice was in a trance, obviously not coming out of her sad emotions.

"That's fine," Principal Yan said kindly, "Anyway, there are empty houses everywhere, so let's eat, eat with me first, at the same time as when you normally go to school, and then you can come." Rest assured, you're here just like you're at home. ”

Qiao Xiaojing stood up, heard the word "home", couldn't help but tremble, looked flustered, grabbed the clothes on the table and wanted to go out, Principal Yan asked her in time if she wanted to eat something now, "clear water noodles or boiled pot noodles", but Qiao Xiaojing walked out in a daze as if she hadn't heard it.

Looking at her somewhat sad back, Principal Yan looked worried, and whispered: "The days are still long, the sky can't be stepped on, everything will pass, don't always think about it!"

The voice was so small that it seemed to come from the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth, and it might be difficult for even Principal Yan himself to hear it.

At that time, the vast majority of people were reluctant to let their daughters show their heads, let alone go to school to seek knowledge, they were afraid of ruining the style, but there were also people of insight like Qiao Xiaojing's father Qiao Liang, who were not bound by feudal thinking and still sent their daughters to school. The school system is relatively strict, and there are many aspects that restrict the admission of female students.

In this school, including Qiao Xiaojing, there are a total of three girls.

Qiao Xiaojing walked forward with her legs fluttering, she was already familiar with any part of the school, on the one hand, the school was too small, and on the other hand, she had spent many years here.

Qiao Xiaojing turned past the row of mud tile houses where the teacher worked and lived (in fact, the teacher's dormitory was their office, only one room), came to a high slope with more than a dozen steps, staggered up the high slope, and saw a row of low and dilapidated mud houses, which were the students' dormitory, among which her dormitory was located.

A little dazzling sunlight gloatingly winked at Qiao Xiaojing, she felt a colorful color in front of her, accompanied by black holes of different sizes one after another, although her two legs were moving forward, she didn't seem to feel the presence of her legs, and in an instant, she collapsed to the ground, the sun was draped on her body, and the whole world was spinning at extreme speed......

Chunhua, who didn't know where her daughter was, sat on the kitchen kang, holding the quilt that her daughter had covered tightly, constantly pulling up the quilt and putting it on her chest, beating her chest with her hands from time to time, tears gushing like springs, and her heart hurt like a knife.

However, the beast Liu Ma leaned lazily on the door frame of the main house, listlessly smoking the dry tobacco pot.

Every now and then, a few heartless sparrows fall from the trees, searching for food in the messy hay of the yard.

Smoke rises, and green smoke curls.

That Qiaojia Village was as calm as ever, so calm that it was incomprehensible--- Qiao Xiaojing, a big living person, left the village crying, and it didn't even become the head of those long-tongued women to play right and wrong, and the noise of Liu Ma and Chunhua didn't attract too much attention from the villagers, everyone did whatever they wanted, as if nothing had happened......

When Qiao Xiaojing opened her eyes, she was already lying on Principal Yan's bed.

Principal Yan was wiping the sweat beads on her forehead with a wet towel, and saw her wake up, holding the towel in her hand, smiling happily, with a kind look.

"Why am I here with you?" Qiao Xiaojing's sleepy eyes were hazy, and after glancing left and right, Huo Di sat up and asked with confusion, "What happened, why did I lie on your bed?"

"You're so weak that you fainted before you even reached the dormitory door. What a poor boy, you could have been lying on the cold ground outside the dormitory all night, and if I hadn't waited for you to come to you for breakfast, maybe you would still be lying there!" Principal Yan's words were full of pity, and he sighed, "Child, what the hell is going on, why did you become like this?"

"How long have I slept?" Qiao Xiaojing didn't want to talk about what happened to her, and tried her best to divert the principal's question.

"Half a day plus a night, this is the second day you've come. Principal Yan sighed, "Look at the sunshine outside, it's past six o'clock in the afternoon." During the coma, you always chanted words, but the voice was very small, I didn't hear anything clearly, my mood was also very unstable, and I sweated a lot, if I collected it for you, at least a few catties. ”

"Then, I have been lying in your bed for the past two days, then you have really caused you a lot of trouble and inconvenience!" Qiao Xiaojing looked depressed, her eyebrows tightened, and she sighed deeply.

"You don't have to worry about this," Principal Yan said with a slight smile, "Although it is not my personal to such a large campus, there is always a place to sleep." Besides, you've been lying with me for most of the day, and not for long. ”

From Qiao Xiaojing's words and expression, Principal Yan could see that Qiao Xiaojing always seemed to be deliberately avoiding something, and was unwilling to reveal anything about her to herself, so it was inconvenient to ask again, so she set up a small pot on the stove and began to light a fire to cook.

Qiao Xiao sat silently, didn't say anything, and didn't give a hand to Principal Yan, who was busy cooking.

After dinner, Qiao Xiaojing just expressed some gratitude lightly, and returned to her dormitory.

As soon as she entered the dormitory, she locked herself in the room, there was no light, and the whole room was dark. The room was like a huge box without light, locking up a trance-like and inhuman animal.

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