Today is September 1st, the first day of school, Ma Wenhua stood in the corner of the basketball court of the teaching building, bowed his head and smoked a cigarette, Dongzi's matter made him a little sad, he was sad for the child, just like he was sad for Hu Sheng's child. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was staring at the basketball hoop and standing in the shadows, with no shadow of him on the ground. The cigarette in his hand was almost burned out, but he still held it in his hand, did not take a puff, and did not throw it away.

"Teacher Ma!" a childish voice sounded, recalling Ma Wenhua's thoughts. He looked down at the child who called him, and then remembered that he was smoking, which is not what a good teacher should be, and he quickly threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with his foot.

"Oh, what?" he looked at the child. The light tone seemed to be about to die.

"There's an old woman looking for you, in your office. ”

When the boy had finished speaking, he turned and ran.

"Is it—who?" Ma Wenhua wanted to ask who it was, but the kid had already run away, but he heard it.

"I don't know, he said her name is Shuqing. ”

Ma Wenhua buried his head and walked to the office building, in fact, the office building and the teaching building are together, his office is in the east corner of the first floor, and the principal asked him to climb the building less in order to take care of his age. For this reason, he also gave the principal a bottle of Luzhou Laojiao, which he had treasured for many years. It's not worth it now, he has so little time in the office. Most of the time, he stayed in the classroom with the children, ready to answer the questions raised by the children at any time, and even the preparation of lessons was completed in the classroom.

He pushed open the wooden door of the office, and the other teachers were not there, and they should all have gone to class (in fact, there were no classes on the first day of school, and the big deal was to explain some routine things). He had just heard the bell, he had nothing to explain, he had said everything, he was going to go home. He needs to get a good night's sleep, and he hopes that no one will come to ask him about Dongzi again.

He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked up at an old woman sitting at his desk.

Shuqing wore a dark blue shirt with broken flowers at first sight, three-quarter sleeves, and a small suit style, she looked energetic and neat, but the white gauze of the wound on her head was a little out of place for her.

"Who are you?" Ma Wenhua approached her, a little hesitant.

"Hello, Mr. Ma, I'm Shuqing. Shuqing stood up, and she greeted Ma Wenhua politely and politely.

Ma Wenhua waved his hand and pointed to the chair across from him. Shuqing nodded to her in gratitude and sat back down.

"You and I don't have to be so polite. Ma Wenhua shook his clothes, as if he felt a little cold, he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth. Of course he knew who this old woman of Peugeot was, and he would never forget her for the rest of his life, he was just trying to hide his somewhat excited heart, and his heart couldn't stand the surprise now.

Shuqing looked at him and smiled slightly, after so many years, his habit still hasn't changed. "I—"

"When I left, I was silent!" Ma Wenhua put away the handkerchief and put it back in his trouser pocket.

Ma Wenhua and Shuqing are from the same village, older than Shuqing, and they have always liked Shuqing, but Shuqing has always regarded him as a big brother. Originally, the relationship between the two was okay, and they often played together, but since Mr. Curly Hair appeared, Shuqing never played with him again, and she didn't even say goodbye when she left.

"I'm sorry. Shuqing thought she should apologize to him, but it was too late. When she came back last time, she wanted to see him, but when she heard that his wife was taboo about her, she didn't think about bothering, and she didn't go to say hello when she came out of Xie Junya's house and passed by his door.

Ma Wenhua waved his hand again, "How many years have passed, forget it! We don't owe anyone anyone, and you don't feel sorry for me." ”

Shuqing lowered her head and was speechless for a while.

"You came to me, there must be something?"

"I want to know someone from you. Shuqing thought for a moment and spoke.

"Dongzi?"

"Oh no, not the kid!"

"Recently, many people have come to know Dongzi, and Li Mao has come to the door, and my wife is scared half to death, thinking that I have committed something. ”

Shuqing stared at him curiously.

"I used to hit students, when I was young, in my 20s, and I had a hot temper. Hey~ He thought I was confused and beat up the student again. He was afraid that I would even have my pension deducted. ”

Shuqing smiled, she didn't want to talk to him about him beating up students, and the topic should stop there.

"Have you ever taught a student named Hu Sheng, and another one named Zhou Anna?"

Ma Wenhua took off his glasses, his eyes were very deep, his eyes were gray, and there seemed to be a layer of white stuff blocking his eyes. He gently rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand, pulled up the corners of his coat and gently and slowly wiped the lenses.

"I'll have to think about it. He said.

When he put on his glasses again, he didn't make his eyes look brighter.

"Do you have cataracts?" asked Shuqing suddenly.

Ma Wenhua nodded, "A little bit, it's not serious." Hmm~ Hu Sheng I remember it seems to be my student, but I only taught him for one semester, elementary school, at that time, I was still a primary school teacher. ”

"You've done a great job. Shuqing appreciated.

"Ouch, what's not bad, if it weren't for beating up students, I might have been transferred to the district. That's a good way to work in the city like you!"

"My job is not very good, and everyone secretly looks down on me through the back door. ”

"Your temper can still make people look down on you!

Shuqing smiled, Ma Wenhua may be the person who knows her in the world. As the old saying goes, three years old sees old, she ran behind Ma Wenhua's ass when she was very young, and her personality and temper were afraid that he would have seen through it a long time ago.

"Hu Sheng, how's that kid?"

Ma Wenhua didn't answer his question immediately, but rummaged through his drawer for a while, not knowing what to find. After a few minutes or so, he pulled out a yellowed photo from a drawer. He looked at it for a moment, then handed it to Shuqing.

"You see, the second kid on the left in the first row is him. ”

Shuqing took the photo and stared at it with squinted eyes.

"Your eyes aren't good either!"

"Yes, I'm getting older!hehe~" Shuqing replied without raising her head, "This kid is completely different from now." She handed the photo back to Ma Wenhua.

"He poisoned his grandmother with medicine. Ma Wenhua put the photo in the drawer. "The week after his grandmother's death, he went to school and was beaten up by all the boys in the class. ”

"You didn't stop it?"

Ma Wenhua turned his head to stare at the cannas outside the window, they can be so gorgeous! After a while, he turned his head to look at Shuqing and shook his head. "Nope!"

"Did he really poison his grandmother?"

"I don't know, no one knows, no one but himself. Ma Wenhua pushed his glasses again, "But he hacked a puppy to death, a one-month-old puppy." The dog belonged to Zhao Coal, and Zhao Coal threw a piece of watermelon skin, causing his grandmother to fall, so he went to hack the dog to death. So, I thought, poison grandma? oh hell!" (To be continued.) )