Xin Chen looked out the window at the children running wildly on the playground, and said with regret: "The children here live a single, boring life. Young children are raised by you and have the opportunity to go out and see the world. But if they can't go out in this life, This village is, after all, a group of children who have never seen the world.”
Cheng Xiang said nonchalantly: "There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. How can we say we have seen the world? Children in the city see the busy traffic, while children in the countryside see the sky full of stars.
Children in the countryside do not understand Mozart, and children in the city do not understand leeks and wheat seedlings.
So who is more worldly? The so-called world is just another side of the world. "
Cheng Xiang's soft words sounded in Xin Chen's heart like a heavy hammer beating a drum, deafening and enlightening.
He suddenly realized that this woman's appearance might be her least worth mentioning advantage.
After class, Cheng didn't want to sit in class anymore, so he took Qing'er home.
On the way home, I saw a funeral procession passing by the door.
In front of the team was a little boy, about six or seven years old, holding a man's portrait. A little girl, dressed in white, with tears on her face, followed the boy. A woman cried heartbreakingly: "You go." How can we survive?"
Cheng Xiang took Qing'er and hid on the side of the road, where he saw Xiuhua and Huzi.
When Huzi saw Qing'er, he ran over happily: "Sister Qing'er, where have you been? I've looked for you several times and you're not home."
Qing'er said in a sweet voice, "My mother and I went to school to become teachers."
Huzi scratched his head, confused: "Huh?"
Xiuhua came over and said with a smile: "Is Cheng Xiang girl really going to school to teach?"
Cheng Xiang nodded and asked, "Whose family does this belong to? The children are still very young."
Xiuhua whispered: "It was Xu Guoqing from our village who was working in the coal mine and fell to his death in an accident. He left an orphan and a widowed mother. It's so pitiful."
Cheng thought and nodded. There were many people working in the coal mines in the village. The wages were high and wages were paid on time, so many young and strong laborers were willing to work there.
But it is also true that the risk factor is high. Collapse accidents happen from time to time. Fortunately, the compensation from coal mines is high, which is the only comfort for the families in the misfortune.
After attending a class, I shouted and sang with my voice raised, and my voice became a little hoarse.
When I got home, I wanted to make myself a cup of honeysuckle, and then I started practicing the piano with Qing'er.
Zhang Qingxiang came over in the afternoon and brought some milk and sausages. Cheng Xiang had mentioned to Zhou Tianlei by chance before that the sausages were delicious.
He kept it in mind that the large intestines delivered were clean every time. Cheng Xiang only needed to soak them in water and cook directly.
Zhang Qingxiang took out a tape measure and said he wanted to measure the size of the room where Zhou Tianlei was sleeping.
"What are you measuring for?" Cheng Xiang asked strangely.
Zhang Qingxiang said: "Director Zhou said that he wanted my father to help make a small bed, a table and a cabinet, saying it was for Qing'er."
It turned out to be preparations for Qing'er to separate beds.
Yes, they are getting married soon, and Qing'er is getting older, so we can't sleep with them anymore.
Zhou Tianlei's preparations for marriage are really comprehensive.
Cheng Xiang suddenly blushed unconsciously, raised his hand and rubbed his hot cheek and said to Zhang Qingxiang: "Oh, okay, go ahead and measure it."
In the evening, Cheng Xiang made rice, stir-fried green vegetables, made egg drop soup, and especially braised pork sausage.
Although it had been cleaned, Cheng Xiang still soaked the intestines in salt water and white vinegar for an afternoon.
Then washed one side with flour and water.
Add onion, ginger and garlic and cook one side of fat intestine.
After taking it out, cut it into small pieces.
Stir-fry over high heat, add some bay leaves, cinnamon, and fennel, and simmer for 5 minutes.
The aroma was so fragrant that Cheng Xiang held back his saliva and tasted several pieces before putting it on the plate.
Who would have thought that the organs in pigs that transport digested food can actually cook such delicious food.
Cheng Xiang couldn't help but sigh, the Chinese food culture is really broad and profound.
A plate of fat intestines is tender and delicious, and goes very well with rice. Each of the children can eat an extra bowl of rice.
Zhou Tianlei came back from get off work, and it was nine o'clock again. Cheng wanted to heat up the sausage left for him, and his friend cooked the food and ate two large bowls of rice.
Cheng Xiang was sitting next to him knitting a sweater. Qing'er and Zhou Yang had already knitted one, and he was knitting another one for Tianxing, hoping that he could finish it for them before the temperature dropped.
The lights were dim, Zhou Tianlei was munching on his meal, and Cheng Xiang was sitting on the side knitting a sweater, chatting with him about what happened at school today.
Everything was so warm, and Cheng Xiang, who had experienced countless bustling things, suddenly felt a sense of calmness in her heart, which fascinated her.
I went back to school again on Thursday. As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw a mess inside.
Cheng Xiang walked forward and saw the principal and a woman pulling a girl.
The woman and girl looked familiar. After a closer look, weren't they the mother and daughter who were at the funeral two days ago?
I saw the principal speaking to the woman sincerely: "Xu Li's mother, don't be so excited. Listen to me first. Xu Li is a good child. Her academic performance has always been among the best. She will be promoted to junior high school this year. It is a pity to drop out of school now." Yes."
Xu Li stood between the teacher and her mother, her head lowered in fear.
Xu Li's mother cried at the top of her voice: "Principal, please let us go. Her father is dead and the family has no labor to earn money. Who will pay for her tuition? School has just started and we haven't paid the tuition yet." , we won’t read it anymore, little girl, you can read it now.”
As he spoke, he pulled Xu Li to leave. It could be seen that Xu Li was resisting. Although she did not dare to say anything, she kept dragging her and refused to leave. She looked at the principal with eyes filled with pleading.
The principal is an old man over fifty years old. He wears a pair of glasses. He usually speaks slowly and is very kind to students and teachers.
In this way, in public, struggling to pull a child with a woman already felt unbecoming.
But he really felt sorry for Xu Li. She was a talented child. She was smart, hard-working, and had a strong thirst for knowledge. She would have no problem getting into junior high school.
"Xu Li's mother, please don't pull things like this first. Let's go into the office and have a good talk." The principal said breathlessly.
Xu Li's mother looked impatient: "There's nothing to say." She pulled Xu Li over and punched her hard twice on the back: "You damn girl, what did I tell you? I asked you to go to the mountain to fight. Pigweed, how dare you sneak over here to go to school? Come back with me quickly."
Xu Li wiped her tears and said to her mother: "Mom, I want to go to school, but doesn't my brother still go to school?"
Yes, Cheng Xiang remembered that this little girl's brother was in grade 3 and was in the same class as Zhou Yang.
Her mother’s face darkened: “My brother is a boy and he can make a difference only by studying.
You, a girl, can just go to school for a few years. Why do you study so much? Why don't you give it to someone else in the end?
Your father is gone, and your brother will have to be raised by us in the future. You work hard and earn money for your brother to go to school. When he becomes a college student, you will be the hero of our family. Nizi, hurry up and come back with your mother. At home, the pigs are not fed, and the sheep are not fed either. "
This clearly patriarchal tone really made Cheng Xiang laugh angrily.
Xu Li cried and said: "Mom, please let me go to school. After school, I will go to hunt pig grass, feed pigs and sheep. I will eat less and keep it for my brother. I don't want new clothes, Mom." Just let me go to school."
Xu Li's mother couldn't pull her away, so she raised her hand to hit her.
