Chapter 629: Lost spirit

Style: Romance Author: Walking silentlyWords: 2225Update Time: 24/02/20 13:25:11
My name is Zhao Chengcai, I am ten years old this year, and my nickname is Gouwazi. People in the village always talk about how easy it is to make a living as an untouchable, so in our Zhaojiagou, the nicknames of my friends are not very pleasant.

For example, the "dog-character generation" includes Gou Sheng, Goudan, Shuanzi, and Zhuzi, all of which are barking, but their real names have been forgotten.

Among the children in Zhaojiagou, the king of children is called "Hu Zi". In fact, this king of children is not very tall and is not a good fighter. The reason why he can become the king of children is because we think his name is "foreign". ".

I'm in a bad mood today.

Just a few months ago, an outsider suddenly came to our Zhaojiagou. He was a fair-skinned man who looked to be less than thirty years old. He was polite and polite. He said he was coming to teach in our school in Zhaojiagou.

This may be a good thing for Zhaojiagou. After all, our school in Zhaojiagou has always had only one old gentleman. He is seventy years old this year, but his surname is not Zhao, but Li.

I heard that his grandfather's grandfather fled to our Zhaojiagou. What else could he say? My ancestors had a chance to lift people. I laughed to death. What's so great about lifting people? I won't be able to lift up and throw that turtle grandson of Gou Sheng in any month. Seven or eight times on the ground?

But recently, my dad didn't know which muscle was cramping, so he had to send me to school.

This is indeed a terrible thing.

"Dad, I really don't want to go to school. I heard from Huzi Shuanzi and the others that going to school is boring. You are not allowed to talk or run around. You have to get the teacher's permission to even pee... I can still stay with you at home. Hunting and chopping firewood, I have to take care of my younger brother when he is still young..."

"Stop farting! This new teacher is right. If you stay at home and chop wood, you will only be able to chop wood for the rest of your life. If you go to class, you will have the opportunity to leave our Zhaojiagou in the future, and maybe you can become a college student. It’s time for us to be proud of our ancestors. From now on, I’ll be able to make two rounds of shit when I poop!” My father said in a loud voice, and his words were very vulgar.

But how many men in Zhaojiagou are not like this?

My father's name is Zhao Sanwu. I once asked my grandfather why he gave my father such a name. My grandfather said it was because my father was not born in the 46th century. This must be a joke. The name was given at birth. , how can a newborn child have such a shady character at a glance?

In Zhaojiagou, my father still has some status. The main reason is that he is very strong. He once killed a wild boar single-handedly. In this deep mountain, wild boars are much more powerful than wild wolves. Otherwise, there cannot be one pig and two bears. The saying of the Three Tigers.

"Little bastard, run faster. When you get to school, you must listen to the teacher... Oh no, the teacher tells you to do whatever the teacher tells you to do. You must study hard and get out of this valley!" My father's hand He put his hand on my shoulder and said seriously.

I couldn't defeat my father, but I was full of malice towards the teacher from outside.

If he hadn't run to my house whenever he had something to do and persuaded my father to send me to school, I wouldn't have suffered this!

The school in Zhaojiagou is located behind the ancestral hall, right in the middle. This is also important. In this way, the distance to the school for the children in Zhaojiagou is almost the same.

It's just that I always feel a little awkward. When I saw Goudan and the others going to school, I would laugh at them. I didn't expect that it would be my turn so soon.



I'm still a child!

The school in Zhaojiagou is not very big, with three rooms in the courtyard.

The fair and fair teacher was standing at the door, chatting with the old gentleman named Li in the school.

Since the arrival of this teacher, the old gentleman's status has also risen, and he has been promoted to the principal of the school.

It sounds like his social status has been improved. After all, he is no longer a polished commander.

When he saw my father and me coming, the young teacher also had a smile on his face and walked quickly to the front.

"Brother Sanwu, you have finally figured it out!"

"I figured it out, I figured it out!" My dad laughed and said, "Teacher Qin, I think what you said makes sense. No matter how hard it is, we can't hurt our children, and no matter how poor we are, we can't afford education! Only when children study, can a family have hope! "

In fact, Teacher Qin said these things when he visited our house before. My father has a good memory and wrote them all down.

"Okay, don't talk about these useless things." The old gentleman on the side...oh no, it's Principal Li. He said with a dark face at this time, "Zhao Sanwu, don't be pretentious, our children from Zhaojiagou come to the school When have you ever received money for studying? At most, you only receive some meat and vegetables."

My father laughed sarcastically from the side.

In Zhaojiagou, apart from the old patriarch, the person with the highest status is this old gentleman. Since the school opened, it has indeed not charged any tuition fees.

But even so, there are not many children who can actually come to the school. Although there is no money, as parents, you are embarrassed to send your children here with nothing, right? Vegetables and meat are also indispensable during festivals.

Otherwise, what does Principal Li live on?

In addition, if the children are at home, they are a labor force. If they are sent to school, they will lose a labor force. This account is also easy to calculate.

Afterwards, my dad chatted with Principal Li for a few words and left in a hurry. After all, there were still a lot of things to do at home. I looked at him eagerly with tears in my heart.

Especially when I heard the loud sound of reading behind me, I felt even more tortured.

I really want to escape, but I can't...

I raised my head and looked at the young teacher.

"Teacher Qin, thanks to you, if you hadn't gone out often, these children wouldn't have so many books and pens. Isn't this a lot of money?" Principal Li asked.

"It's all small money, it doesn't matter, I have money." Teacher Qin said with a smile.

"Hmm... Actually, I can tell that your conversation and behavior have a certain background. But this is all your business. If you don't tell me, I won't ask. As long as you are sincerely good to these children. "

Teacher Qin nodded: "I will. I hope that each of them can walk out of the mountains and become a pillar."

Principal Li nodded, remained silent for a long time, and then said: "Actually, I also know that all the things I taught them have been saved... You know better. From now on, these children will be left to you. I hope you can spend more time here." Stay for a while.”

"I will."

Principal Li turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall. He was stooped and had his hands behind his back. He seemed much shorter than I remembered him.

For a moment, my emotions were a little complicated, but I couldn't explain them clearly.

Suddenly, Teacher Qin put two hands on my shoulders, pressed them gently, and said softly: "Mr. Li... I'm afraid he won't survive this year."

I was shocked and looked up at him suddenly.

His resolute face looked in the direction of the old gentleman, but he did not continue.

Later I found out that the old gentleman’s health was actually not as good as before. He just couldn’t worry about the children in the school and continued to attend classes every day.

But now, Teacher Qin is here, and he seems to be relieved of all the burdens. Also because of the collision of teaching concepts between Teacher Qin and him, the old man feels that the Three-Character Classic, Hundred Family Surnames, and Eight-Part Essay he teaches have fallen behind. There are too many times in this era.

He lost his spirit.