Chapter 92: This Day Is Really ......
Just when he was depressed and irritable, a strange phone call came in.
"Is it Fang Yi?" The other party asked.
"Yes, I'm Fang Yi, who are you?" Fang Yi was a little confused, the one who could call out his name as soon as he opened his mouth must not be a stranger, but he listened to the other party's voice very strangely.
"It's really Fang Yi, I'm your elementary school classmate, Xiaochao. From the neighboring village, you forgot. After listening to him, the other party's voice immediately became excited.
"Xiao Chao...... I remember, I haven't been in touch for years, how are you? Fang Yi said and got up and went to the conference room.
"It's okay, a few blind bastards. By the way, I organized a reunion of our old classmates at 5 p.m. on Saturday at the farmhouse in our village. You must come to Ha. "Xiao Chaodao.
"Saturday at five o'clock in the afternoon, okay." Fang Yi pondered, I haven't been in touch for so many years, why do you suddenly want to get together? Could it be that Xiaochao has made a fortune and wants to show off in front of his old classmates.
Fang Yi came home early on Saturday morning and told his father about the New Year, his grandson Fang Anzhi couldn't come back, and there were only two big men left in the family. The New Year's picture is a lively one, but the two of them at home are deserted, so that the old man can't lift his heart.
When he came to the West Wing, Fang Yi couldn't help but feel sour when he saw the New Year's goods and firecrackers purchased by his father, as well as the small crackers specially bought for his grandson.
Speaking of which, Xiao Chao, a primary school classmate, his village is really not far from Fang Yi's house, and it is only five miles away, Fang Yi rode an old two-eight-bar bicycle at home and went to the farmhouse that Xiao Chao said.
I haven't seen each other for decades, and the primary school classmates of the year now have Shinong Industry and Commerce, although everyone still has that innocence buried in their hearts, but there is no common topic.
You talk about luxury cars and villas, he talks about the boss owes money and runs away, you talk about internationally renowned cosmetics, he talks about children's tuition and living expenses, although everyone can understand every sentence of what Fang Yi says, but he can't say a piece.
Fang Yi finally understood that the farthest distance in the world is not that you are on the moon and me on the earth, but that I am standing in front of you, but I don't know what you are talking about, and of course you don't know what I am talking about. Chickens and ducks speak the same.
The farmhouse is small and open, and the dishes are not exquisite, but they are more delicious. In the second half of the meal, everyone has already begun to gather at the table, get together to talk, and after drinking a few glasses of friendship and friendship, they find a reason to leave early.
There are a total of three tables, Fang Yi's table is against the door, and at this time there is only one Li Jianbo who had a good relationship with him when he was in elementary school, Li Jianbo was the class leader and Fang Yi was a member of the study committee. The two chatted because Fang Yi used to teach at the university, and the class leader is now teaching in primary school, and education is a common topic.
The two tables inside, the innermost table is relatively quiet around, the environment is good, the people who sit are all working in the village and the township to eat public meals, this table people have a characteristic, that is, according to the so-called official position size in order, talking about the little things in the unit. Fang Yi felt that they were similar to the girls basking in the sun and chewing their tongues under the north wall of the village, and what they said was other people's dirt and their own pride.
At the middle table sat businessmen, either the owner of the pig farm, or the boss of the small supermarket, talking bullishly one by one, putting camels and not bragging, in short, giving people the feeling that they were worse than the second horse, and nothing else.
"Fang Yi, are you still teaching at the university? In our class, you have a high degree and a doctor of law! I'm afraid there aren't a few in the entire county. The squad leader put down the wine glass, took out a red plum cigarette and handed it to Fang Yi.
He has a face that does not match his actual age, maybe it is the ravages of the years, maybe he is too anxious, he is obviously as big as Fang Yi, but he looks much bigger than Fang Yi.
The squad leader has a chicken nest head, big bags under his eyes, the skin on his face is not so tight, he smokes very frequently, his fingers are a little yellow, and his body exudes a faint smell of cigarette oil.
Fang Yi remembered that the class leader studied very well in the class, and the teacher asked him what he wanted to do when he grew up, he said that he wanted to be a policeman, and the teacher asked why, and he said that because the police were very prestigious, he became a policeman, and others would not dare to bully his family anymore.
Later, Fang Yi heard that the squad leader who wanted to be a police officer finally chose to study as a teacher, because he didn't have to pay tuition fees and had a scholarship. At that time, the normal school belonged to the technical secondary school, and in the year of graduation, he was admitted to the provincial normal university, and later was assigned to the village primary school because he had no connection.
When his colleagues in the school were inviting guests to dinner and looking for a way to leave, he calmed down and engaged in teaching (no, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at home, he can only rely on his own ability to eat). As a result, the academic performance of his class was among the best.
Five years ago, the education reform, the education system changed, the leadership changed one after another, and those colleagues who engaged in the drill camp were beaten back to the prototype. The Education Bureau sent people to evaluate the teaching level of teachers, and the class leader was finally set as a benchmark for learning by the county because of his high teaching level and outstanding student performance.
Later, the Education Bureau transferred the class leader to a key primary school, and the class leader finally became a mother-in-law for many years, and now in addition to taking the graduating class, he is also the head of the teaching and research team in the school.
It is said that the squad leader is also a character now, Fang Yi didn't understand why he was so embarrassed, so he asked sideways.
"Old classmate, you don't know. My family and my daughter-in-law's family are both from the countryside, her family is also an only child, my family is also an only child, and we have a son.
There are four old people above, and a child below, and we bought a house in the city last year, which sounds good to be a teacher, but it doesn't make much money. The most feared thing is that the elderly are sick and the children enroll in cram schools, but there is no way.
I now work three jobs, and in addition to my job as a teacher, I also work part-time at two after-school tutoring schools in the county, and I haven't slept before 12 o'clock since I bought a house. In addition to going to work, my daughter-in-law also takes her children to run various cram schools. The squad leader said as he smoked a cigarette and said with his eyes squinted.
"How do you go to the city to buy a house and not buy it in the county? Do you want to transfer to the city to work? Fang Yi asked puzzled.
"Going to work in the city?" The squad leader shook his head: "I can't go to that place, and my current position is already my limit." Further up, there is either a prominent performance or a way. I'm tired of family pressure now, so I don't have the heart to teach anymore, I just have to get by.
Now that the house price has risen sharply, I discussed with my daughter-in-law to stock up on a set first, and then change it to a bigger one after making money in the future, and if I can't bear it, I will leave it to my son as a marriage house.
I have a son at home and have to think about it in advance. ”
Fang Yi smoked a cigarette and was silent, thinking about the squad leader, people are at least going to have a head for their son and family, what about themselves, nothing, this day is really fucked up.
Four more chapters today!
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