Lao Tzu is a toad

Chapter 220 Andersen's Fairy Tale
In the dead of night, Zhao Jiadi reviewed the review materials again, and then tidied up.The application for joining the party has been submitted to the school, and there is an interesting episode in it. Zhao Jiadi doesn't know anything about it. Even after looking up some model essays, he still has a headache. The difficulty factor is only higher than that of modeling. In the end, Shen Han, who still couldn't see it anymore, came out to help him polish the pen. The application was re-touched at the counselor's level, and then went up, somehow, it was tossed and turned into the hands of the old principal. Changed a small section, Zhao Jiadi naturally didn't know the way of it, so he put it aside and waited for the result, but the bottom line is that he must become a regular in the senior year, if the school messes with the mud, he will definitely go to the principal's office to make a fool of himself ,disagree?Then kill the old man on the chess board and throw away his helmet and armor. Don't blame us for not knowing how to respect the old.Zhao Jiadi took out a stack of letters, all of which were letters from the children of Guanyin Village. They were usually sent to Zhaojia Village in Caofeidian, and then forwarded to the school by the child’s daughter-in-law. My little one is in junior high school, but most of them are still in the fourth and fifth grades. The handwriting is not beautiful, but it is very neat. When I read Zhang Wumei's letter, I frowned. The most aura girl in Guanyin Village was very excited to mention a strange sister. , said that he stayed in the village for three days during the National Day, and the subsequent letters all mentioned this more or less. A brand new envelope was prepared, with stamps on it. The children did not need to spend their own money. They found glue, glued it up, left their seats, stood at the window, and smoked hard.

In 09, September NO.30.

The former ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Jiangling is now prosperous. A young woman who has finished working overtime walked out of the office of the Foreign Economic and Trade Cooperation Department of the Municipal Development and Reform Commission. Her work style is impeccable, and she is a well-deserved potential stock in the Foreign Economic and Trade Cooperation Office. Coupled with her family background that cannot be completely concealed, relevant government personnel from top to bottom have great expectations for her. She just walked out of the office. The young man who entered the Jiangling City Development and Reform Commission at the same time as her just left another institution, the Finance and Banking Department, which is also a hot spot. The old man made a match for him, but they were all declined. Later, because he was very diligent in running the foreign economic and trade office, as time passed, the leaders of the two offices knew it well. Moreover, the two good families can be called the family friends of the scholarly family, and they even study abroad together, so they don't need to do anything extra.

The young man, who was a little more calm than when he was a student, walked out of the office building side by side with her. After a long time of deliberation, he finally plucked up the courage and asked softly, "Aren't you going to Chengde Mountain Resort with us on National Day?"

The girl smiled and shook her head, "No, I have my own arrangements."

The man paused for a while, saw that he had pulled a short distance away from her, and immediately followed her, asking, "It's just a vacation, there is no deep meaning, and you know that, now my parents don't have that idea anymore."

The girl is still shaking her head, with her usual natural voice, and a careful person, it is inevitable that she will be able to figure out a little distance. This kind of distance is not because she deliberately distances herself from anyone in space, but because she is standing in front of you. She smiled politely, but gave the impression that she was standing in a lonely place and drew a circle, which can be understood as her private world or her spiritual cage. She stopped and stood under the light in the twilight , the girl has no extra accessories on her body, no earrings, rings, or watches. She is not the kind of woman who likes to pile up on her body. There is only the simplest red string on her wrist. She looks directly at the young man of her age and asks Said: "What about you?"

He said calmly: "Do you know him? Are you sure you really know him? He deserves what you do? What makes him? Just because he is the prince of Jinhai Industry?"

The young man asked five questions in a row, pointing directly at people's hearts, without giving the girl any room to avoid detours.

She asked back, "You understand?"

He sneered and said: "Fortunately, I just checked. He has no shortage of women. He hasn't lacked women since he established a relationship with you, and he doesn't lack any now. Have you heard the speech of this freshman representative of Fudan University? He needs women." Shall I show you the video?"

She calmly said: "I have seen it, it is very touching."

Always gentle, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Then what are you waiting for?! Waiting for him to continue living moistly under the shade of his father's generation, brazenly hitting you in the face in a villain way? When you returned to China, you Have you seen how domineering their family is? Your uncle, your uncle, was kicked out of the political arena in Jiangling that day, almost to the end, and now he hasn’t recovered. What’s wrong with you? Before you went abroad, you treated me as a Friend, I’m not sad. After going abroad, he didn’t fart. He ran to Sichuan for a woman. You still treat me as a friend. , there was an accident, he dropped the flower, and left in a cool way, from the beginning to the end, you didn't say anything, I'm still not sad, but I, Li Yu, a big stupid hat, I'm fucking sad for you!"

She looked directly into the young man's eyes, and said flatly, "You're done?"

He was stunned, a big man choked up, but still stood stubbornly straight, looking at her.

She said softly: "For a woman, being hurt by the man she loves will make her feel bad for the rest of her life. Or she will be blessed by the man who loves her and be happy for the rest of her life. I don't know how other women choose, but I know, I Only accept the former."

Before she turned around, Rourou smiled, not the kind of forced smile, and said: "Do you really understand him?"

She resolutely left, leaving the young man standing there, helpless, with desolate eyes.

October [-]st.

A passenger plane flew from Jiangling, Jiangsu to Rongcheng, Sichuan.

At noon, a girl with a guitar on her back stepped off the plane, dressed plainly and in a T-shirt, jeans, canvas shoes, hailed a taxi, and asked the master if he wanted to go to Guangyang City. I informed my friend who was taking over the shift, and said with a smile in a Sichuan accent, but let me tell you first, it is very expensive.The girl carefully held the guitar and said with a smile that it was okay.When they arrived in Guangyang City, the girl paid the money, went to the bus station according to the address on the paper, got on a bus destined for a small county town, bought a bottle of mineral water and a few breads in the county town, and continued to transfer to a small town. The small town, the town is very poor, and there are too many differences from the southeast coastal cities she is familiar with, Shanghai, Jiangling, and Hangzhou. There are no high-rise buildings, no feasting, no luxury cars, and there are only lonely and dilapidated streets. The only cement road in the town was full of potholes due to poor maintenance. Here, she saw a tractor that had long since disappeared in the city, emitting black smoke, and some naughty dark-skinned children were chasing and running, climbing up and down, and some dirt The dog was lying drowsy by the side of the street, sticking out its tongue, lazily and dirty.Not to mention the common first-tier brands in the coastal areas, there are still no such brands as Asdas, Nike, and Li Ning that have sprung up in second- and third-tier cities.She found a canteen and asked a middle-aged proprietress who was dozing off on the counter how to get to Guanyin Village. It seemed that the woman was seeing such a beautiful woman for the first time. Guanyin Village, it’s not easy to get there, minibuses can’t even drive in, and the road is being built now, it’s said that the rich people in the city have spent money, and the township government didn’t ask for a penny, but it will take more than a year to open to traffic Well, you have to spend some money to hire a tractor, and it takes about forty minutes, and then you have to ride a bicycle or walk.The girl smiled and said thank you, then bought a bottle of mineral water that she had never seen on the market, and negotiated the price with a tractor master in the town. It was swaying and dusty, but it didn't damage her delicate face. At first, the children would come to climb the tractor, but when they saw a fairy sister sitting there, they all jumped down shyly with blushing faces, but they were reluctant to leave. Only dare to hang on the tail from a distance, and look at the beautiful sister more.

The road was rough, and the violent bumps for nearly five or ten minutes were enough to make a young lady in a big city fall apart and complain. But the girl kept holding the guitar, looking at the peaceful scenery of green mountains and green waters, with a calm expression on her face.

After the master stopped the tractor, he rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said that he couldn't drive it any further.

The girl raised a smiling face, paid the money, asked the direction, and walked on the narrow path.

Tired from walking, she sat on the stone by the roadside and rubbed her feet.A few twelve or thirteen-year-old children on bicycles passed by like the wind. Their small bodies were in stark contrast to the large bicycles passed down from their parents. Behind the bicycles, there were some children without cars running fast with their feet spread apart. Seeing her as a stranger, they all slowed down, glanced a few more times, and then continued to move forward with laughter and youth.At dusk, after passing through two villages, the girl finally found the smallest and most remote Guanyin Village. The small village at the foot of the mountain had little smoke, chickens crowing and dogs barking. The village was so small that the girl with the guitar on her back only took about ten minutes to go shopping. After a circle, I finally came to the open space of the village hall. The previous generations received poor education in this house converted into a primary school. Don't suffer children, no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education", and the red letter "Long live ****", the girl stood alone.

As night fell, a little boy wandering around holding a bowl hesitated for a long time, then timidly stepped forward and asked his sister, what are you doing here?The girl turned her head and smiled and said that a friend had been here before, so I followed to see.The child blushed and asked that it was tourism, why don't my sister go to my house for dinner.The girl smiled softly, and asked seriously, is it okay?The little boy patted his chest and said it was all right.The girl followed her to the child's house with a guitar on her back. The parents of the child were very hospitable. They heard that she was a daughter from a big city and planned to stay here for two days. After a while, it seemed to be the conversation of the girl I liked, so I took her to the outside of the hall, opened the big lock, and said that the first floor of the house used to be a classroom, and the second floor was for the teacher. Now the children in the village can go to the new town The school is studying, so it will be vacant, but the upstairs will be cleaned every day, it is very clean, I will not allow ordinary people to live here, alas, let’s not talk about this, this is a mosquito coil, you take it, I will not go up, don’t be afraid, we No matter how timid a child in the village is, in this house, he can become more courageous, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

The second floor is very simple, with a wooden bed and clean sheets. The summer in the village is very cool, so it is a bit thick. Because it is summer, a mosquito net is specially hung, an old desk, and a bottle of ink. A few leftovers When I came down to teach the textbooks, other than that, they were all pots and pots. The girl put the precious guitar on the desk, folded a piece of mosquito coil, and didn’t light it all up. She lay on the mat, closed her eyes, and listened to the sound of insects. , went to bed very late.

October [-]nd.

The children who came back from the village's vacation heard that a sister was coming, and they gathered in the open space early in the morning, whispering, and the little boy who knew the beautiful sister best had the right to speak, very airy.

A little fat man asked softly: "Erba, is she really prettier than Zhang Wumei?"

The boy curled his lips and said, "It looks much better."

A girl dressed in the most foreign style finally came to the open space that was barely used as a playground, and said with an angry face: "Who let her live here?!"

The little girl is very beautiful, with an oval face and peach blossom eyes. When she is angry, she is very majestic. When she appears, the children are silent, especially the boys.

A child muttered: "The village party secretary agreed, Zhang Wumei, you have the ability to yell at your second uncle."

Zhang Wumei stared, and the boy shrank his neck.

When the young woman came out, Zhang Wumei was stunned for a moment, and the rest of the boys were also stunned.

So lovely.

This is the only intuitive impression of children.

She asked softly, are you all going to the new school now?Zhang Wumei was the most courageous, she blushed a little and nodded and said yes, at the beginning of the year the Hope School in the town was completed.The young woman asked with a smile, what about your former support teacher?Zhang Wumei's eyes turned red, she bit her mouth and did not speak.The young woman was a little surprised, because apart from the pretty girl in front of her, the rest of the children were equally sad, but there was a persistent pride in the sadness.In the end, Zhang Wumei, who was still quite arrogant, said that after Teacher Hu left, Teacher Zhao returned to the city after Chinese New Year and sent us to the new school. Teacher Zhao said that he would come back to see us.Sister, have you seen the lilacs on the edge of the playground? They were planted by Mr. Zhao himself. He said he would come when the lilacs bloomed.Teacher Hu, Teacher Hu likes lilac flowers the most... At this point, the little girl burst into tears, and all the children except her started to cry. They were sobbing at first, but then they burst into tears, making women feel sad for no reason. Get up, startled, carefully asked your teacher Hu?

Zhang Wumei wiped away her tears, and said sadly that Teacher Hu passed away. She fainted during class and never woke up again. She is a good person, and good people get rewarded with good things.

The woman stood there in a daze, unable to speak.

The children were crying and their eyes were red, but they had the most simple persistence and gratitude of country children, and they were not weak.

Zhang Wumei stopped crying, wiped away her tears vigorously, pointed to the direction of a mountain top, and said: Teacher Hu is buried there. She said she wanted to watch us grow up, and she said she liked it here.After Mr. Zhao came, he taught us for a year. Like Mr. Hu, they all celebrated the New Year here.Teacher Zhao can write beautiful chalk characters and can speak many things.

A child said proudly: Yes, Mr. Zhao knows everything!
The other child finally recovered from his grief and secretly wiped away his tears. Mr. Zhao said that boys bleed but not cry, so he followed up and said: Mr. Zhao just can't do rubber band jumping well.

A little fat man grinned and said, "Also, Mr. Zhao only knows how to plan.

The children laughed knowingly, cried and laughed together, all of which were the simplest and most innocent feelings.

On this day, the woman climbed to the top of the mountain alone, sat in the place where the two teachers liked to sit in a daze, and looked into the distance.After going down the mountain, I followed the children to the small pool where Teacher Zhao dog-planed. The children also specially demonstrated to her how Teacher Zhao dog-planed, and they laughed constantly.They told her that Mr. Zhao drank a lot and fought a lot. He liked squatting and smoking in the corridor the most. They all liked to watch him blow out smoke rings. Encourage Erwa to touch Zhang Wumei's braids, saying that if she dares to touch her, she will get one point for her mid-term composition. As a result, Erwa is chased and beaten by Zhang Wumei with a broom. They like to see Teacher Zhao get drunk when she visits the house , because at that time, he would sing something called Peking Opera, and said that he would play the erhu to them in the future.Speaking of erhu, the children asked, sister, is the thing you brought an erhu?The woman shook her head with a smile and said no, that was a guitar.Did they say they sang too?She nodded yes.

October [-]rd.

The woman looked through a row of small bookshelves in the corner of the classroom on the first floor, and there were more than 20 books of "Andersen's Fairy Tales". The children said that Mr. Zhao brought back a lot of books every time he went to the county. Like Mr. Hu, he was tired.The boys said that these books are now kept by Zhang Wumei, and she doesn't want people to touch them casually. Even if she wants to read them, she can't take them home. She can only read them in the classroom. will be scolded by her.

On this day, the children told too many stories about the two young teachers, small and warm.

At dusk, the woman came to the top of the mountain with a guitar on her back, played the guitar, and sang "Children".

At night, sitting in the classroom, I read "Andersen's Fairy Tales" one by one.

October [-]th.

She said she was leaving.

The children said they wanted to hear her sing.

She said yes.I took the guitar from upstairs, sat in the classroom, and asked if you have all read "Andersen's Fairy Tales"?The children nodded in unison, saying that Teacher Zhao said that when they grow up, they can also read fairy tales.

She continued to ask, do you miss Mr. Zhao?
The children nodded together.

She lowered her head, lightly twitched the red string on her wrist, and said softly: This song is given to you for Teacher Hu and Teacher Zhao, and it should be called "Andersen's Fairy Tales".I also want to be alone, very much.

Slender fingers gently pluck the strings.

The voice is flowing, just like the tranquility of Guanyin Village.

A rose bloomed on the hippo's grave

Tower Keeper Ole put on red shoes

The puppeteers are listening to stories told by old Johnny
The flea and the professor embark on a sad journey

The bachelor has lost his nightcap
Can a lame child jump?
Is Piggy's piggy bank full?

Has little Garda returned to grandma?
The princess turned into a wild swan, is she really sad?
The dung beetle nailed the golden palm, is it happy?

The snowman fell in love with the stove, will he regret it?

The shepherdess and the china man helped by the chimney sweep, are they in love?

The snail climbed the rose tree
For whom else will the nightingale sing
Why did the ugly duckling turn into a swan?

Why does Thumbelina miss that toad?

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(End of this chapter)