Jingle Bell!!

With a sharp bell for the end of class, the class of Class 37 of Qingyang City No. 3 Middle School suddenly became active and there was an uproar.

The teacher on the podium turned a blind eye to this, stopped the mechanized lecture, closed the textbook, turned around and left, as if people from two worlds, each taking care of each other.

In any school, there is such a class, and the teacher wants to leave the class earlier than the students.

The students here are either unskilled, rebellious and willful, or have poor talent and cannot learn.

This is the poor student who is left after being picked fat and thin by the honor class.

This kind of poor students are specially integrated into a class by the school, which will not disturb the learning of other good students, and is easy to manage, and can also enrich the popularity of the school, killing three birds with one stone.

It's just that such a class suffers the teacher.

Teaching such a student, after a year, except for dead salary, promotion bonuses or teacher ratings or something, it is all floating clouds.

Fortunately, the school has other financial compensation for the teachers of such classes, so that this kind of class can survive.

Jiang Le also quietly closed the book and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with other students who have no learning state at all, he is considered good, he listens very carefully in class, takes good notes, and behaves as a good student.

However, he seems to be born with no talent for this kind of formulaic learning, since elementary school, no matter how much he forces himself to study hard, what he has learned today will be forgotten the next day, and over time, the learning progress will not catch up with others.

This state made Jiang Le very distressed, and he felt that he seemed to have a 360 automatic software deletion function in his head, and he started to work whenever he fell asleep.

Such a state made Jiang Le extremely eager to give up studying.

Just thinking of the longing gaze of his sick mother made him feel sad.

In this world, the only relative has the only requirement for himself, and that is to study hard.

In my mother's thinking, only by learning can we get ahead.

......

Putting the books into his backpack, Jiang Le left the desk and walked out of the classroom quickly.

The time to go to work is half an hour later, and he must hurry up, otherwise he will have to deduct his salary.

As a single-parent family, life is also very poor, and the family only relies on the sick mother to do some manual work to make ends meet, and also has to provide for her own education, which is very stressful. So when he was in school, he also worked part-time as a part-time worker, subsidizing part of the monthly allowance for his family.

This zero-hour wage is not much, but it is the biggest reward he can make for his family so far. So Jiang Le cares a lot about this hard-won job.

As soon as he walked out of the campus, a familiar figure approached. This is a little chubby boy with glasses. He is Jiang Le's only friend in No. 3 Middle School, Yang Fan.

Yang Fan is a student in the honor class, and when Jiang Le was not found to be slow in his learning progress, the two were in the same class, and they became friends because they also loved writing calligraphy. Later, Yang Fan found out about Jiang Le's learning situation and tried to tutor him, but unfortunately failed.

However, the friendship established between the two was not estranged because of the class division, but became closer and closer, and even Yang Fan heard that Jiang Le was going to work after school, so he directly asked to accompany him to work, which seemed very righteous.

Looking at Yang Fan, Jiang Le smiled slightly and said, "Let's go, if you slow down, you will be late, and Old Man Jin will deduct his salary." ”

Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "Jiang Le, I may not be able to work with you." ”

Jiang Le paused, and asked in amazement, "What's wrong?"

Yang Fan said with a wry smile: "Now is the most critical time in the third year of high school, my family is very concerned about my studies, I recently came home too late, all kinds of reasons make the family suspicious, they asked the teachers of the school to ask, exposed my lies, I can only tell the truth, this matter makes the old man dissatisfied, he asked me to quit my job and focus on studying." ”

Jiang Le's face softened, and he smiled: "This is correct, I am about to face the college entrance examination, and in the final sprint stage, you must work hard, I persuaded you, if you don't listen, you have to go to work with me." Now that your old man says so, I agree. ”

"But you ......," Yang Fan looked embarrassed.

Jiang Le grabbed Yang Fan's shoulders and said with a serious face: "Yang Fan, if you are a brother, you will listen to me, studying hard is your current task, I have no choice, otherwise I will study hard, now my brother does not ask for anything else, I just hope that you will go to college with my dream." ”

Yang Fan grinned, put his mind at ease, and nodded heavily: "Okay, I will definitely be admitted to a good university." ”

Jiang Le also smiled: "That's okay, you go back first, and review well." As for the work, you also know that the old man Jin is in a shabby place, and the work is simple, and I can handle it completely by myself. ”

Looking at the back of Yang Fan leaving, the smile on Jiang Le's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a touch of melancholy.

Before he said a word of truth.

If he could, he really wanted to study hard, strive to be admitted to a good university, and win glory for his mother.

It's a pity......

Turned around, alone, and walked into a street.

The place where Jiang Le works is a famous antique street in Qingyang. When he chose this place, it was also the illusion of picking up leaks in his young mind, as long as he picked up the leaks once, the family would undergo earth-shaking changes.

It's a pity that I've been working here for two months, coming and going in a hurry, not to mention picking up leaks, and I don't even have time to go out for a walk.

Jiang Le works for a small antique shop, and the owner is a lonely old man over 70 years old, known as Old Man Jin.

Here in the antique street, the antique shop of the old man Jin is very small, and the façade is dilapidated, and the antiques on display are even less pitiful. Generally, people who want to buy antiques will not take a look here, the shop is small and there is no gold treasure, and it is very inertial thinking.

In fact, since Jiang Le has been working, he has not seen an antique sold, which makes him, a person with a meager salary, feel embarrassed to take his salary.

Quickly rushed to the store and looked at the time, which coincided, which made Jiang Le couldn't help but smile happily.

Working part-time here, his task is mainly to collect stolen goods, wipe down antiques and antique shelves, and his salary is 300 yuan a month.

And the old man Jin has a strange temper, he doesn't like people to be late, and he will deduct ten yuan if he is late once.

If you are late every day, it is equivalent to a month of waste.

It is not easy for middle school students to find part-time jobs, especially when it is relatively easy. Jiang Le cherishes his current job.

Looking around, I didn't see Old Man Jin, so I guess he went out for a stroll. Jiang Le didn't delay, put his backpack away, and began to repeat the work every day.

Sweep, wipe, tidy.

Although the store is cleaned by himself every day, and it looks very clean when no one patronizes it, Jiang Le still does it very seriously.

He is a responsible person, and since he has received other people's salaries, he should make corresponding efforts.

This was done in less than half an hour.

Jiang Le's zero-hour work is two hours a day. It's still an hour and a half.

As usual, Jiang Le consciously found a chair and prepared to take out his books to review.

Although this proved to be half the effort, he was still not prepared to give up.

For the sake of his mother, he will definitely persevere to the end.

Just as he was about to review, Jiang Le heard the sound of porcelain breaking, he was slightly stunned, and turned to look behind him.

Behind it is the back door of the antique store.

Could it be that some precious porcelain has been knocked down by a rat or something? Jiang Le felt very distressed, even if it was not his own, he felt distressed. It's all money!!

But looking at the back door, Jiang Le remembered a question.

The antique shop is not big, but Jiang Le doesn't know what's inside the back door.

When he first applied for the job, Old Man Jin sternly warned that his scope of work was the front door of the store, and the back door was a forbidden place, and once he opened the back door, a month's salary would be gone, and he would have to post three hundred upside down.

For Jiang Le, not to mention three hundred, three yuan, that's a huge amount of money, so he has always warned himself not to touch the back door, even if it is unintentional.

But it doesn't feel right today, there is obviously some porcelain broken inside, and the old man Jin is not here at this time, when he comes back, will he think that I sneaked in and knocked it down?

If that's the case, then it's broken, and a broken antique porcelain can't be done for three hundred yuan, and even if you sell yourself, you can't afford to pay for it.

Jiang Le couldn't help but look a little bitter.

How did you encounter such bad luck?

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Leyi gritted his teeth and stood up.

It's not okay to dodge, my address was written to Old Man Jin as early as when I applied for the job, and I couldn't run away from the monk, but I couldn't run away from the temple.

Then the only way to go in is to go in.

Catch that mouse or some small animal, maybe this behavior is very naïve, but believe it or not, it's in the old man Jin, just have a clear conscience.

Putting the books away, Jiang Le picked up a feather duster and quietly pushed open the back door.

The next moment, a small secluded courtyard appeared in front of me.

The courtyard is not large, with green grass and gravel paving, and in the middle is a thick willow tree, its green branches swaying in the wind.

The quaint stone table and stone bench under the tree seem to be very meaningful.

Jiang Le couldn't help but be sluggish.

Behind the door of this dilapidated antique shop, there is such an elegant courtyard. It was unexpected.

But there doesn't seem to be anything worth hiding in such a courtyard, right? Why did Old Man Jin say that it was a forbidden place?

Jiang Le couldn't help but feel a little curious, thought about it, stepped into the small courtyard, walked through the gravel road, and came to the door of the small courtyard.

There is only one room in this courtyard, with small green bricks and tiles, and patches of green moss on the wall, which seems to have been built for a long time.

The door was ajar at this moment, and there was a faint light flickering inside, which seemed to be the light of a candle.

Jiang Le was taken aback.

If there is a light, it means that there are people, is the old man Jin inside?

The old man is so old, it can't be that something has happened, right?

Jiang Le was anxious.

Although Old Man Jin had a strange temper, he recruited himself as an employee when others refused to accept him, which made Jiang Le very grateful.

Besides, after getting along for so long, no matter how much you don't deal with people, you will have a little affection.

Jiang Le hurriedly pushed the door open, and then he found a figure lying on the ground, it was not Old Man Jin, but who it was.

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