Qian is a native of the countryside, her parents are honest farmers, her father went to primary school for a few years, and her mother is illiterate.

The family conditions are not well-off, and it can be said that they are poor. Qian has always been a top student in the eyes of her classmates since she was a child, and her grades have always been among the best in her class and grade.

She never causes trouble, speaks little, doesn't have bells and whistles, and dresses up, she is a good child in the hearts of teachers and parents.

The uneducated parents didn't think about how many books to let Qian read, the family was already poor, and the feudal thinking of the rural people felt that it was useless for girls to study, and it was completely unnecessary.

But Qian is very competitive, she has been sensible since she was a child, she is not good at talking, but she knows in her heart, she knows that the situation at home is not good, she never wants to eat or drink, she concentrates on studying, she is never afraid of hardship, her grades have been very good, and she has won awards every year.

With her continuous efforts and the persuasion of the school teachers, the parents slowly changed their minds, maybe this daughter can bring a ray of life and hope to this poor family, maybe the daughter can change their families, and gradually from opposing their daughter's education to supporting their daughter's study.

Parents who are used to living a poor life really don't want their daughters to live a never-ending and hopeless life like them, and hope that their daughters will get rid of the skin of the countryside, so they have made up their minds to provide their daughters with education, whether they are begging for money or smashing pots and selling iron.

In the past, what rural people were most afraid of was a difficult winter. At that time, the winter was really cold, and the weather was already unusually cold in October, which was not yet in the lunar calendar.

Usually the adults in the family will have a lot of trouble when cooking in the kitchen. When chopping vegetables, the cutting board will freeze and the knife will slip on the cutting board.

I just wiped off the ice with hot water, and in an instant it froze again, and I had to wipe it with hot water again. When rolling the dough, the dough is frozen to the point that there is no gluten, and if you don't pay attention, the dough cake is broken, and the hands are frozen red and red, and you have to roll the dough again, these troubles will be encountered by every rural woman.

At that time, the north wind was particularly ruthless, really like a knife, scratching on the face, making people daunting; At that time, the snow was also very heavy and it was often said to fall, and once it fell, it was endless.

Almost all winter long, the eaves in front of every house are hung with curved icicles more than two meters long, which is also a beautiful sight in winter.

In the winter, the rural people who go out are fully armed, put on their own sewn cotton jackets, cotton shoes, and sleeves sewn with cotton, and their hands are in the sleeves, with scarves on their heads, and their necks are shrunk, and they walk tremblingly on the snowy road.

Men and boys, with gray or black brushed scarves wrapped around their heads; Women and girls also wore brushed scarves on their heads, but most of them were red, and most of the elderly were brown.

The thick brushed scarf is the standard and memory of that era, and adults and children who have come from that era will not forget.

。 No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor, education is the advanced concept of modern education. A few decades ago, this advanced concept had not penetrated into the countryside.

The schools in the village are as poor as the rural people are. When Qian was in elementary school, their classroom was renovated from a dilapidated temple.

In fact, it was not renovated much, but the idol inside was removed, leaving an empty house, which was built into a pillar with incomplete bricks, and a long wooden board was placed on it, and the benches were brought by students from their own homes, and they were brought home from school every day.

The classrooms are dilapidated, the desks, chairs and benches are dilapidated, the blackboard floors are dilapidated, the windows are dilapidated, and there is not even a single piece of glass in the broken.

The wooden frames on the windows are bare in the warm season. When it gets colder, the teacher asks the students to bring their own plastic paper to nail the windows from home.

However, most of the students' families were poor, and few could bring large pieces of plastic paper, so the teacher put together small pieces of plastic paper and nailed them to the windows with iron nails to withstand the bitter cold of winter.

In the middle of winter, the cold wind tore the plastic paper and the cold wind penetrated into the classroom from all directions.

The classroom was raced in the ice cellar, and the cold was unusually cold, and the children were shivering as they sat in the classroom, and the coldest thing was their hands and feet.

Some teachers were so cold that they couldn't bear it, so they assigned their homework and went back to their rooms to sit on an electric mattress or kang to keep warm.

The new-style teachers' dormitory has beds, the old-style dormitory has a kang, and the white smoke from the chimneys on the roofs in broad daylight envelops the entire campus.

It's not that the teacher has no moral sentiments, but the teacher is also cold. Some children are not resistant to freezing, their hands are frozen as thick as a pot helmet bun, and they have a hard time holding a pen, and some children are frozen to cry, but they have to write homework because of the pain.

Crying is useless. After crying, I had to continue to write my homework, and some children were so cold that they couldn't resist it, so they didn't go to school, and they were beaten red by their parents.

Qian has been more sensible than other children since she was a child, she doesn't eat and drink with others, and her learning tools are always the oldest.

No matter how cold or hot it is, she is the first to arrive at school. The clothes she often wears are donated by the school for particularly poor students, and those clothes are either big or small, and there are few that fit well and have a good style, and Qian never picks them.

Qian has been more sensible than other children since she was a child, she doesn't eat and drink with others, and her learning tools are always the oldest.

No matter how cold or hot it is, she is the first to arrive at school. The clothes she often wears are donated by the school for particularly poor students, and those clothes are either big or small, and there are few that fit well and have a good style, and Qian never picks them.

It is very common for children in rural areas to have their hands and ears frozen and rotten in winter, and their feet are less likely to freeze and rot, but frost swelling is certain.

It is also very painful for the hands and ears to be frozen and swollen, but the taste is far better than the itching of the heart after the feet are frozen and swollen and slightly heated.

The children in the better class wore cotton shoes with wool inside that their parents bought, which had better warmth and waterproof effect.

Qian's family didn't have the money to buy cotton shoes, so they wore all the old cotton shoes worn by her brother, and they were also cloth shoes with cotton in the mille-feuille bottom hand-sewn by her mother.

After washing the cotton on the upper many times, the hard ones are not warm at all. The soles of the shoes are made of layers of old cloth, and if a little water sticks to the feet, it will seep out immediately, and the whole sole is wet, and stepping on it is no different from stepping on the cold floor.

It would be better if I could move, but my feet couldn't move during class, and my feet were frozen like fermented steamed buns all winter, which hurt and itched.

The pain is bearable, but once it gets hot, my feet itch uncomfortably, and I can't take off my shoes and scratch them with my hands.

Sometimes I can't stand Qian and stomp my feet. This is not an isolated case, but the real life of many rural children in that era.

In that way, generations of children have lived in difficult conditions year after year.