spirits light song

Chapter 92 90, they all have light in their eyes
After dinner early the next morning, Jiang Yilin took Cao Mengxing to see her school and students.

This is the place Cao Mengxing must go on this trip.

The two of them walked along a rough path together, along the steps that only one person could pass, and climbed up a section of undulating hillside before reaching the school halfway up the mountain.

The courtyard is not big. There are two rows of wooden houses in the front and back. The low walls seem to be unable to withstand the wind and rain, and they collapse every now and then, creating gaps.

The playground is small and the house is very old, but the red flag hanging on a wooden pole is really bright red.

"This is our school. There is a playground over there, and classrooms in front."

Jiang Yilin introduced Cao Mengxing one by one.

Cao Mengxing feels that this is almost the appearance of rural primary schools in the 90s and [-]s of the last century.

I am used to seeing the busy traffic and constant flow in the city, and seeing the traces of retro in front of me again makes people sigh.

The playground is very small, and this small piece of flat ground is already extremely rare, allowing children to run to their heart's content.

Just watching, suddenly the sound of children reading in unison came from the classroom:

The moon falls and the sky is full of frost,
Jiang Feng Yuhuo is sad to sleep.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City,
To the passenger ship in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yilin smiled, "This is our school's rule. The children who came early recite ancient poems together. You can hear how brilliantly they recite!"

Cao Mengxing nodded in agreement.

Speaking of children, Jiang Yilin is like a mother, the kind of palpable pride and happiness are revealed from her face, which cannot be concealed.

The three children hurried in from the door with their schoolbags on their backs, and saw Jiang Yilin blushing: Good morning, teacher!
Showing a mouthful of dazzling white teeth.

"It's early too! Go to the classroom!"

Their hair is a bit long, their faces are a little pale from the morning wind, their clothes are a little worn out, and their shoes are covered with mud, making them look dusty.

But there is light in their eyes, which is the light of hope.

The two were walking slowly on the playground, and an elder walked towards them.

He is about 50 years old, and his hair is already more than half gray. Looking at Jiang Yilin, he asked:

Teacher Jiang, who is this?

Jiang Yilin's face turned red suddenly, and then she answered in a low voice: He is my boyfriend.

Cao Mengxing seemed to be setting off a Gatling firework in his heart, and his heart was full of joy.

The elder is the principal here, named Zhang Zhijian, who has been teaching and educating people here for most of his life.

"Principal Zhang once taught me and is also my teacher."

Jiang Yilin said.

A sense of admiration welled up.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would know that there are still people sticking to such a courtyard in this distant mountain, shining brightly and bringing hope.

Walking into the office, Principal Zhang poured Cao Mengxing a bowl of boiled water.

"The conditions here are a bit rough, don't worry about it."

Cao Mengxing shook his head quickly.

There are 5 teachers and more than 80 students in this primary school, who come from three nearby villages.

Although Principal Zhang is not young, like other teachers, he personally teaches music and sports to the children.

Jiang Yilin is the most educated among the five teachers.

Before that, none of the children who went out from here came back to stay behind.

Principal Zhang was quite moved by this, but he never complained about those students who left. After all, it is too difficult here, and the salary level and environmental facilities are too poor.

"Where are you from?"

Principal Zhang looked at Cao Mengxing and asked.

"My home is in the north, Qinghe City, a small city."

Cao Mengxing reported his home.

Zhang, who is nearly fifty years old, suddenly had a nervous look in his eyes: Since he is Jiang Yilin's boyfriend, will Teacher Jiang stay?

Cao Mengxing, who was up and down in the business world, caught this subtle doubt in an instant, so he said with a smile:

"Jiang Yilin and I met in Dahua City, Northern Province. As you know, she was studying there. I came this time to do some business in Sichuan and Chongqing, so I stopped by to see her, that's all. "

After listening to Principal Zhang, the doubts in his heart were reduced a lot, and he said with a smile: "Drink water!"Drink water!

After a brief chat, Jiang Yilin took Cao Mengxing to see her class.

In the houses in the front row, there are nearly twenty children sitting in one of them. They are only about 10 years old, and they are all quietly reading and writing homework.

As soon as Jiang Yilin arrived at the door, they left and stood up, and shouted with smiles: Hello, teacher!
Then he looked suspiciously at the man standing outside the window.

Cao Mengxing smiled, and the children also smiled, pure, natural, and crystal clear.

How long has it been since I have seen such a clear and innocent smile?

So nostalgic.

He stood quietly outside the window, like a student secretly listening to Jiang Yilin's class on the podium.

Her writing on the board is very beautiful and the handwriting is graceful.

The blackboard sets off her beautiful figure, and knowledge and culture are invisible reflected from her body, like a candle, emitting light.

At that moment, his soul came out of his body, as if he was going to fly into the sky, seeing and remembering this house and this yard in his heart...

A class passes quickly.

Principal Zhang pressed the electric bell for the end of get out of class, and the children waited for Jiang Yilin to finish class, then ran to the playground with a smile.

They play games, they dance, they laugh...

Everyone is so happy.

That kind of happiness also infected Cao Mengxing, he grinned foolishly, took out the cigarette case, took out one and put it on his mouth, and was about to light it when Jiang Yilin snatched it away.

"Pay attention to your image, okay? This is a school!"

She glared at Cao Mengxing.

"Yes, yes, I forgot."

He quickly put away the cigarette, not at all unhappy.

"These kids are so happy."

"Yeah, every time I see them, I feel that I am with them, and I have a sense of accomplishment."

Recalling Jiang Yilin who was standing on the podium just now, Cao Mengxing really wanted to hug her and give her a warm kiss, but with the children here, he had no choice but to give up.

Before the second class, Principal Zhang called Jiang Yilin over and gave her a day off.

"Go, stay with your boyfriend, and let other teachers take over the class."

Jiang Yilin was unwilling at first, but she still couldn't resist Principal Zhang's insistence, so she took Cao Mengxing to press down the mountain road.

There are no roads here, but pressing mountain roads is far more enjoyable than pressing roads.

"I think, when you stand on the podium, your whole person is different, like, like your whole body radiates light, like an angel!"

Cao Mengxing said sincerely.

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. In fact, all the teachers here are like this. You have seen the conditions here. Many teachers would rather resign than come."

On the one hand, the transportation is inconvenient, on the other hand, the salary level is still very low.

Cao Mengxing is very contradictory.

He didn't know whether to let Jiang Yilin stay here, even though she made the children look good, but she suffered in secret, only she knew.

Three years later, could she still give up here and leave?
And in the face of those children with innocent smiles, leaving the word may seem too cruel.

In the past three years, what can I do?
(End of this chapter)