Accepting one's own failure is like an unforgettable love, exhausting a person's lifelong faith and hope, fighting bravely and getting a disappointing ending in the end.

Ren Qiaoan thought that she was now experiencing the biggest loss of love in her life, and she parted ways with her faith.

In Wang Siyue's small building, none of the modern equipment has been left behind, the computer and tablet network is covered, and there is even an e-sports room dedicated to her playing games.

For the past few days, Ren Qiaoan stayed in this small building and did not go out.

At first, she held her mobile phone and tried to play games that she hadn't played before, but then stand-alone games couldn't bother her, and online games couldn't attract her, so she began to watch dramas and chase stars like people on the Internet.

Open the playback software, no matter what TV series she watches, but she was unlucky, she picked a workplace TV series with a doctor's profession, and the main plot in it was actually to fall in love, and even ignore the patient's condition in order to fall in love, and finally dared to violate the operation without being punished, just because it was the protagonist.

Ren Qiaoan couldn't stand it anymore, she didn't like the faces of male stars, she admitted that because of Zhou Chu's influence on her, her aesthetics of men were no longer thin, and there were no healthy body muscles, Ren Qiaoan couldn't appreciate their weak handsomeness at all.

Playing games is not addictive, and I don't like watching dramas, Ren Qiaoan lived in the room for a week, and her meals were all based on physiological hunger reminders, rather than watching the time to eat.

For a whole week, her mobile phone was in airplane mode, and Ren Qiaoan didn't want to be there, didn't contact anyone, and lost contact directly in the end.

In the early morning of one day, after Ren Qiaoan woke up, he looked at the white smoke rising from the mountains and forests outside the window, and had the idea of going out for a walk.

The village was more peaceful than she had expected, although the people who remained were the elderly, who cared for the toddlers, who carried their family's cloth bags and walked to school in groups along the stone paths, and the old people who were in good health carried farm tools to work in the fields in the morning, while it was still hot.

Here, most of the staple foods and vegetables eaten are self-sufficient, and the small shop sells a lot of small snacks that Ren Qiaoan can only eat when he is a child, there are no big brands, but they are all happy smiles of children.

Ren Qiao'an wandered around the village for two days, and met five girls who went to school together, and she followed the children who spoke the local dialect for half an hour, all the way to another small village.

There is a school here, the building is an old brick house, and there are only six classrooms in total, and it is said that there is one classroom for each grade.

The playground is flat land, with a flagpole standing in the center, and the red flag on it flutters to the sound of children reading.

There are fewer left-behind children here than Ren Qiao'an imagined, just like Wang Siyue said, young people with a little ability have brought their children into the city, leaving only the incapable and the elderly who want to stay in their homeland.

Ren Qiao'an heard them taking music lessons outside, and the singing voice wafting out was full of strength, full of yearning for the prosperity of the motherland, ready to walk out of this mountain forest at any time.

After school, when the children go home, Ren Qiaoan still follows them, perhaps because they came with them in the morning, and after the children became familiar with her, they would take the initiative to talk to her in Mandarin that they were not familiar with, and walk home together.

They yearn for the outside world, and Ren Qiaoan told them about her experience, and she couldn't help but reveal that she was a college student.

At night, several girls came to Ren Qiao'an's house with books in their arms and asked Ren Qiao'an about her homework.

The children sat around the tables and chairs in the courtyard with books in front of them, concentrating on their homework.

The next day, those children came together again, carrying a bamboo basket woven by themselves, which contained the fruits and vegetables they had grown, and gave them to Ren Qiao'an when they walked in: "Sister, my grandmother said, this is a thank you gift, although it is not valuable, but we can't trouble you in vain, please don't dislike it, I have a lot of money at home after eating." ”

It seems that Ren Qiao An tutored them in their homework the day before, and the old man in the family gave her a little "tuition" to let the child continue to come today.

The old people don't know how to read, and sometimes they speak in local dialects, which Ren Qiaoan can't understand, but they know how to let the children seize all the learning opportunities and absorb Ren Qiao'an's knowledge.

The lights in the yard are the mood lights designed by Wang Siyue, the lights are not bright enough, Ren Qiaoan specially bought a brighter bulb in the small store the next day and replaced it, so that the children can read and write more clearly at night.

"Sister, are the cars in the city outside colorful? Isn't the house particularly beautiful? Will it be the same as what is said on TV, the walls can be reflective? After finishing their homework, the children did not leave immediately, and gathered around Ren Qiaoan to eat today's newly picked loquats: "My mother said, let me study hard, and when I go to junior high school, she will take me over to junior high school." ”

After graduating from the sixth grade, there are only two paths in front of them, one is to go out and continue their studies, and the other is to stay at home and farm.

When I got old, I went out to work, and the final destination was almost the same, and at the age of eighteen, I began to discuss marriage, and there were some twenty-year-old girls and children in the village who were in my arms.

"I want to go too, but my mother said that the outside world costs a lot of money, and a piece of clothing costs hundreds of dollars." A little girl named Crescent Moon said, "I still think my dress looks good, but my grandmother made it for me, and she embroidered it for me." ”

Ren Qiaoan looked at the skirt on the little girl's body, it was a very simple light blue cotton and linen fabric, but it was made into a delicate dress by her grandmother, and the corners of the skirt were embroidered with a cartoon sheep pattern, which looked like it was not a commodity, but it was very beautiful.

She couldn't tell them that the people outside had more than a few hundred yuan of clothing, and there were millions of clothes at every turn, and Zhou Yitong's hairpin for a butterfly festival was tens of thousands, but in Ren Qiao'an's eyes, it was not as good as the little girl's clothes.

"When I study hard, I will definitely be able to be like the children in the city, and I will be able to work well in the future, and I will be able to live with my parents, my younger brother, and then I will be able to live with my parents, and my younger brother." The children happily imagined the future, but Ren Qiaoan felt uncontrollable sadness.

They themselves did not think about why their parents, who were able to take away their younger brother's life, would leave their daughter at home.

But Ren Qiao'an can't pierce the beautiful yearning of the children, even she studied hard herself, and she didn't get ahead to change the future, how can these children change?

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After another week of teaching homework to the children, Ren Joan received more gifts, which the children jokingly called "tuition".

She contacted the principal of the school and taught the children a few hygiene lessons at the school, letting them know that even if they don't look good in clothes, they must pay attention to their personal hygiene, which is related to a girl's health.

The children love her, her tuition has never been interrupted, and there are many styles.

For example, the pink embroidered shoes made by Grandma Crescent Moon herself, even the soles are sewn with stitches and threads, embroidered with red and white flowers, and the petals are as sharp as thorns, Ren Qiaoan doesn't know what kind of flowers they are, but the shoes look beautiful.

The old grandmother has a fierce eye, and after visually inspecting Ren Qiao'an's feet, she can make shoes suitable for Ren Qiao'an.

In return, Ren Qiaoan borrowed a lot of fabrics and made a lot of head flowers for these children, the style is very similar to the current popular head flowers for little girls, and a few of them are made according to Zhou Yitong's head flower style.

On this day, there is a temple fair in the bridge hermitage on the mountain, and the quiet village is lively, and the merchants ride tricycles to set up stalls early to sell, and they have all the food they need.

Today, the children are on vacation, and they each follow their families to the market, Ren Qiaoan walked forward with the crowd in the morning, walked across the stone bridge, the water under the bridge is crystal clear, and it is usually too late to go home, everyone washes vegetables and fruits here.

From the foot of the mountain to the temple, you have to go up the steps.

The people who go up the mountain take the incense, all the way to the house, the people take the incense to worship the Guanyin monk, after the worship will give some sesame oil money, there is only an elderly teacher in the nunnery, and the villagers greet with an amiable smile.

Everyone bought a red cloth at the entrance of the hermitage, wrote their wishes, and hung the cloth on an old loquat tree in the courtyard of the bridge hermitage.

The loquat fruit was ripe, and only the unpicked parts of the tree were left on the tree, and the remaining branches were covered with red strips of peace cloth.

Ren Qiao'an has no faith, but she does not oppose these beliefs, she did not follow the believers to worship Guanyin, but just stood in the courtyard and took a cursory look at the peace cloth on the tree, mostly hoping that her children would be safe and her parents would be reunited.

She has no children and no daughters, her parents are not concerned, she can't see the blessings on the strips of cloth, she can only see the distant mountains behind the branches.

"You might wish, right?"

Ren Qiaoan was looking at the scenery behind the branches, and the voice of an old woman sounded behind him, Ren Qiaoan turned around, and the person who came was a sturdy old lady.

She recognized her, she was the grandmother of the crescent moon.

Grandma Crescent Moon lived alone, holding a red peace cloth in her hand, and put it in Ren Qiao'an's hand and said, "Make a wish, ask for a good marriage for you." ”

Seeking marriage?

Ren Qiaoan thought of Zhou Chu inexplicably, their current situation can probably be regarded as a breakup, right?

The strip of cloth was held in her hand, but Ren Qiaoan didn't know what she should write, she didn't expect to reunite with her parents, and she didn't imagine that she would have a good marriage.

After a long time, Ren Qiaoan picked up the pen and wrote a line.

Yao Ruojun and Xixi, the journey was smooth.