Old things in the south

Chapter 71 The taste of dried radish
teacher LIN:

Please forgive a busy housewife who substitutes this letter for the courtesy of a personal visit.

The motivation for writing this letter is a piece of dried radish in Zhenya’s lunchbox. Let me tell you briefly.

How long this has been happening, I don't know, but I found out only three days ago.Three days ago, when I first found a piece of dried radish in the lunch box Zhenya brought back, I was not surprised. I thought it was exchanged by classmates during lunch.But when the leftovers in the lunch box were dried radish again the next day, I couldn’t help but doubt it, so I took a closer look, only to find that under the dried radish was a small pile of rough rice. For leftovers, our family has always eaten processed and milled Penglai rice, so I know there must be a reason for this.At the same time, I found that although the aluminum lunch box is the same, there are still differences. Our lunch box, the edge of the lid was dented a little by me when I was cleaning it.This lunch box, together with the food inside, was obviously not what Zhenya brought with him in the morning.But I didn't say anything to Zhenya.On the third day, yesterday morning, I put a piece of deep-fried pork ribs in my lunch box, and I deliberately waited for this to develop.Sure enough, in the lunch box that Zhenya brought back, there were no bones left over from gnawing, but in exchange—it was still shriveled dried radishes.And strangely enough, our own lunch boxes came back again.

I believe this is not an accidental mistake, but a planned strategy. Some people are doing stealthy activities. This is due to the actions of a certain person. What he does is nothing more than trying to snatch my son's nutrition, why not It hurts me as a mother!

teacher LIN!As you may know, we are not a rich family. My husband supports the family on a meager salary. Therefore, in the lunch boxes given to them and his son every day, whether it is a piece of pork ribs, an egg, or a chicken leg, I Everyone will think that it is not easy to come and go.It is for the hard work of my husband, the development of my son, and my frugality.So let me tell you bluntly, we cannot afford to be stolen like this.We are not rich people, I repeat to you.

I also know that under your education, it is impossible to make people believe that such things happen, but the facts are here, so what can be done.For the sake of my son's nourishment, I can only beg you to take the trouble to find out which clever kid did it.It is delicious to eat dried radish once in a while, but if you eat it every day, what do you think it is like?No wonder the kid came up with such an ingenious way, he has had enough of the stinky dried radish for a long time!

For the convenience of your investigation, let me tell you that in front of Zhenya this morning, I put a big meatball in the lunch box. You can see which kid who is going to be unlucky today is eating this big meat ball.Congratulations

Teach security
On Zhu Xia Liyuan

Mrs. Zhu:
When the workers sent your letter, I just sat down in the dining room, and more than 40 children were eating their lunches, but I stopped to read the letter.I opened your letter with skepticism, but read it with joy, and now I write to you with the greatest relief, and at the same time tell you that I have caught the "thief", as you said, that The smart kid who "steals the sky and changes the sun" was caught by me.I wondered about something that I couldn't figure out for three days, but it was solved because of your letter. Why don't you teach me to be relaxed and happy!Even when I was writing this letter to you, the excitement still continued, because there was a sincere and lovely face imprinted on my heart. For these innocent children, I am willing to dedicate my life to children's education !
I will first tell you what happened in the past three days, and then I will tell you how I caught the little thief.You may already know the situation of eating here. After the children arrive at school every morning, they will first send their lunch boxes to the kitchen and hand them over to the master Lao Zhao, who will put them in the big steamer.At noon, everyone went to the kitchen to pick up steaming lunch boxes. Next to the kitchen was a large dining room where everyone had lunch.I am no exception, I always eat with my children.

At lunch three days ago, when I was holding my chopsticks, Liu Yijun stood up and said, "Teacher, someone took my lunch box by mistake. This...it's not mine." I looked up, no, the lunch box When it was opened, lying on top of the steaming Penglai white rice was a delicious braised chicken drumstick. I knew it couldn't be Liu Yijun's.I said to my classmates: "Who took the wrong lunch box? Who brought the lunch box with chicken legs?"

After waiting for a few minutes, no one came to change it. No wonder, the size and style of the lunch boxes are almost the same, and the children don't know much about what vegetables are packed at home.Since no one came to claim it, I had to tell Liu Yijun to eat it.Yijun ate chicken legs with great relish and was very happy. It’s not that I looked down on Liu Yijun, a fatherless orphan who lived by his widowed mother sewing needles and threads for others.

But the next day, the same situation happened again, and I couldn't help wondering, what's going on?When Liu Yijun opened the lunch box and shouted in amazement that someone had taken it by mistake, the students stopped their chopsticks and gathered in front of Yijun. It was changed today, and it was a piece of fried pork ribs.I asked Yijun what kind of food he brought, and he said embarrassingly: "Only some dried radishes, teacher!"

I said to my classmates: "Look who took the wrong lunch box. It's not a good idea to exchange fried pork ribs for dried radishes!" The classmates laughed when they heard this, but no one came to claim it.Although I also found it interesting and funny, I couldn't help but wonder.Liu Yijun also ate the ribs meal in a state of bewilderment.

Today, when we were wondering about the meatball that was as big as a small leather ball, your letter came.Before I opened the letter, I joked to Yi Jun: "This is God's will, you eat it!" Because he and his mother are both Christians and have religious beliefs, they are content to eat dried radishes fate?

Speaking of dried radish, I really should tell you some things: Liu Yijun’s mother, when I went to visit the family, she did not shy away from poverty, and told me frankly that the financing of three meals a day was very difficult. It was so difficult, so she asked me to educate her only son Yijun kindly.In this regard, Yi Jun never disappoints.When Yijun's mother and I were chatting about homework, baskets of dried radishes were drying in the yard of her house.Pointing to the dusty radish slices, she said to me: "Look, teacher, I have dried many radishes, but I didn't buy them with money. There is a vegetable garden nearby, where many radishes are planted. When pulling out radishes, I rushed over and picked up all the radish heads, radish roots, broken hearts, and peeled off. I picked them again and dried them in the sun. Our mother and I will eat for a few days."

Mrs. Zhu, you asked me what it tastes like to eat too much dried radish. I think when Yijun's mother ate it, she felt the taste was infinitely bitter.Even Yi Jun, after he grows up, recalls his childhood when he chewed dried radishes, and he should have a lot of emotions.If one day, he can read the preface written by the master of Sanfeng in the Ming Dynasty for his friend Hong Zicheng's "Caigen Tan" "...Tan is named after Caigen, which comes from hard work and cultivation. It's going to be a storm, and you can think about the dangers..." When he said these few words, he would feel that the dried radish he chewed back then had a "real taste".

I got too far with you, let us go back to the dining room.After reading your letter, I stopped for a long time and couldn't control myself.I hurriedly finished my meal and walked around the dining room.I stopped in front of the round, red-cheeked child. The child looked up and saw me, feeling a little guilty of being a "thief", and hurriedly stuffed the dried radish in the lunch box under the rice with chopsticks.But I sat down on the vacant seat next to him, tilted my head and whispered in his ear: "How does the taste of dried radish?" He was surprised at first, and then he answered me nonchalantly: "It's very sweet. Teacher !"

very sweet!I stood up, recalling his words and thinking about your letter, I couldn't help but pursed my lips and walked out of the dining room with a smile, but immediately there was a small running sound from behind, and someone followed, "Mr. Lin!" I turned my head and stood still , a little red face, he ran up to me panting, "Teacher, please don't tell, Liu Yijun's family is really poor, he eats white rice with dried radish every day, so..."

I am already very short, and the little boy standing in front of me is half a head lower than me!His mind is so vast and boundless!
After writing this, you already understand everything, right?I have captured the child who you asked me to investigate, and it is the son Zhu Zhenya himself!
At that time, I nodded to indicate that I agreed to Zhenya's request, and when I saw his small sturdy figure walking back to the dining room, I returned to my room with infinite excitement.I wiped my face with a towel and thought, what does this dried radish taste like?It really contains all kinds of flavors in life, depending on who eats it under what circumstances.

I also thought that the good nature, even in such a messy and ugly world, has not been lost from our second generation, what a joyful thing this is.

I kept wiping with a towel, thinking, after wiping for so long, I realized that instead of wiping my mouth, I was wiping my eyes.Yo!really weird!I was full of joy, why did I cry?

When you have read this letter, how do you plan to deal with this matter?Will you forgive the child who "steals the sky for another day"?I am going to plead with you for my pupil!

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