Chapter 1689 Let’s get a divorce (two-in-one)

"Xiaoguang, thank you for accompanying me to Guizhou."

On the train bound for Guizhou, Zhou Rong turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window and said to Cai Xiaoguang, who was sitting in the sleeper opposite.

"I think going to Guizhou to relax will be helpful to your mood."

Cai Xiaoguang held an apple and peeled it with a Swiss Army knife while responding to Zhou Rong's words.

They heard about what happened in the optical film, and they had another quarrel at home. Zhou Rong still insisted on her opinion, saying that she had done nothing wrong. It was right to tell the truth, and it was even more right to refuse to admit her mistakes. Zhou Bingyi was reported and demolished.

The plan was aborted, and the Guangzi film people fought and killed people all because of the greed of Cao Debao and Qiao Chunyan. If they had not regarded interests as so important, there would not have been the evil consequences today.

Cai Xiaoguang said that it was her aloofness and shirking responsibility when things happened that led her to the point where she is now betrayed by her relatives. Zhou Rong said that if she were aloof, she would not go to Yan Xin, and if she shirked responsibility, she would not want to

I got him the script of "Children of Our Generation".

What else could he say now? Tell her that this sacrifice for her husband regardless of personal dignity is indeed great? How many men in the world live without dignity for their wives and children, and how many women work from dawn to dusk and work hard for their husbands and children. How did they end up here like her?

Is it like making a huge sacrifice?

He knew that Zhou Rong would definitely explode as soon as these words came out of his mouth. It would be easy to ignore him for a month, because since she was a child, her life has been to do whatever she likes, and no one around her can twist her around.

, so after much thought, I decided to take her out to relax and broaden her horizons, so as not to get stuck in my own extreme logic all day long and do more speechless things.

"Give."

He handed over the apple in his hand: "It's peeled."

Zhou Rong took it and took a bite, looking at the scenery outside the window in a daze: "I wonder what Jinba Village has become and whether the situation is better."

In 1990, when she and Cai Xiaoguang went to Guangzhou to look for Yue Yue, they went there once and found that the primary school she and Feng Huacheng had run in Shanwozi had been occupied by someone else, and the classroom had become a cattle shed for the other party to raise cattle. She was very sad.

I was sad, feeling that my role as a teacher in those years was in vain, and later I got angry with Yueyue and Xiao Lei, which was also affected by this factor. This separation lasted fourteen years, and the big cities in China were changing with each passing day, and there were great changes. I don’t know.

Has the world deep in the mountains also undergone gratifying changes?

Cai Xiaoguang straightened up and glanced at her, and said meaningfully: "Don't worry, economic construction has made such great achievements in the past 20 years of reform and opening up. Compared with fourteen years ago, Jinba Village will definitely become better."

"I hope so." She took another bite of the apple, recalling the words of Zhang Zaopo, who had persuaded her not to go back to Guizhou to teach and chose to stay at Jichun Literature and Art Publishing House. He said that teaching in Guizhou would earn him 80 yuan a month.

, staying in Jichun for a month costs 1,200. This gap is so huge that she doesn’t know how to face it.

Wow~

The door opened from the outside, and a young man with oily hair and powdery face walked in, smelling of cigarette smoke. He threw his things on the bunk, took off his shoes, climbed into his bed, and plugged his headphones into the CD player.

, humming Jay Chou's "East Wind Breaks".

Zhou Rong frowned, a little unhappy with this man's selfishness.

…

After taking a train for a day and a half, and then taking a bus to a mountain town, it took a total of two days for Zhou Rong and Cai Xiaoguang to arrive at the small basin where Jinba Village is located.

"cough……"

"cough……"

Zhou Rong looked at the pale Cai Xiaoguang and said, "What's wrong?"

"No...it's okay. It's just that the car was spinning around on the winding mountain road, and I felt a little dizzy."

He waved his hands and took several deep breaths, finally feeling a little better.

"call……"

Exhaling the turbid air in his lungs, he pointed to the green camellia fields on the left side of the road and said, "How is it? Has it changed a lot since 90 years ago?"

Zhou Rong took a look at the scattered blue-tiled houses and two-story buildings not far away, and had the illusion that she was in a tourist town. It was completely different from what it was fourteen years ago.

"This is Jinba Village? The changes have been too great."

"That's why I said, the outside world is changing with each passing day, and it's impossible for this place to still be the same poor ravine where the villagers have enough to eat."

"..." Zhou Rong pondered for a moment and said, "Have you known its changes for a long time?"

"Indeed, wasn't it true that I made a bad movie before? Yes, the reputation was bad. But when I came here to take a look at the scene, I didn't expect the changes to be so drastic. It was so big that I had to go further to the Wumeng Mountain area.

Framing.”

Da da da~

While the two were talking, a four-wheeled agricultural vehicle loaded with autumn pears stopped nearby. The wrinkled old farmer looked at them carefully and said in extremely non-standard Mandarin: "Is he someone from outside?"

Cai Xiaoguang nodded: "That's right."

"Where are you going? If it's a long way, I'll give you a ride."

"No need, just two steps."

At this time, Zhou Rong glanced at the baskets of pears in the carriage: "Did you grow these pears yourself?"

"That's right." The old farmer pointed to the west and said, "Didn't you see it when you came here? There is a large fruit forest over the tea field, and these pears were picked from there."

"Are you going to transport them to town and sell them?"

The old farmer waved his hand: "Let's sort it out tonight, and a special car will come to pick it up tomorrow."

Zhou Rong wanted to ask a few more questions, but then another agricultural four-wheeler drove over, pulling red dragon fruits in the carriage.

The old farmer smiled at the two of them, said goodbye, and drove the four-wheeled vehicle forward. The driver of the car behind him looked like the old farmer, so he smiled politely at them and followed the car in front.

Zhou Rong said: "In the past, people in the village would still go hungry if they planted rice. Unexpectedly, now that there are tea fields and orchards, people's living standards have improved significantly. I really have to thank the times..."

"Yeah?"

Cai Xiaoguang's tone of 50% agreement and 50% reservation made her a little confused.

"What's the meaning?"

"Let's go and have a look inside." He did not return to the question and led Zhou Rong up the stone road on the left.

Zhou Rong looked at the village in front of her, puzzled: "Aren't you going to enter the village?"

"We'll enter the village later. I'll take you somewhere first." Cai Xiaoguang said as he walked up the steps.

The two walked up for a while, and Zhou Rong vaguely heard the noise, which sounded like children playing noisily. After turning around a row of small trees, there was a white courtyard in front of the right, with the words "Jinba Village" hanging on the right of the gate.

Elementary School” sign.

She was shocked. Fourteen years ago, there was not even a primary school in Jinba Village. Children who wanted to study had to leave the mountains or walk more than ten miles of mountain roads to study in the town. Now there is no more. The bright three-story teaching building, the straight flagpole, facing the wind

Under the fluttering flag are children wearing school uniforms of the same color and style. There is also an old man sitting outside the guard room. There is a glass thermos cup on the ground on his left hand, and he is holding a cattail leaf fan in his right hand, fanning one after another.

wind.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Uncle Ni, it's me, Cai Xiaoguang, the one who makes movies. We talked last year."

"Oh, I remembered, great director."

"Well, this is my lover, Zhou Rong."

The old man surnamed Ni may have thought that Zhou Rong had a kind face, so he looked at her carefully for a few times before reacting: "Wait a moment, I'll go ask the principal right away."

While talking, the old man took the cattail leaf fan and left.

Zhou Rong took a few steps forward, looked at the children running and jumping freely on the playground to the west and said: "Look at how lively they are, it's a good time. I still remember what the children in Jinba Village were like back then.

, an eight or nine-year-old baby has to take care of his five-year-old brother. In the bamboo basket on the back is a younger sister who has just been weaned for a few days. She cries loudly when she pees, poops, or is hungry. In order to persuade adults to let the child go to school,

It’s really a headache. This boy is better, but the girl..."

After saying this, a steady female voice came from behind.

"Director Cai, I received the book you sent me a month ago. The children like it very much. I was just thinking about finding a time for the students to thank you, but I didn't expect..."

The woman who came with the old guard didn't say any more. She looked Zhou Rong up and down carefully and called out: "Teacher Zhou?"

"Who are you?"

Zhou Rong was stunned by her call.

"I am Minghui, Gong Minghui."

"Minghui?"

Zhou Rong thought of the little girl who was always the first to arrive at school thirty years ago. She said that she was the daughter of the village chief. Her father said that no matter what she did, she should set an example. In fact, in 1990, she and Cai Xiao came to Jinba.

When I went to the village, I asked about her situation. The villagers said that she stopped being a teacher after marrying to another village and went to Chengdu to work with her husband. Unexpectedly, she became a teacher again fourteen years later and became the principal of Jinba Village Primary School.

.

"Yes, it's me, Teacher Zhou. We haven't seen each other for 30 years. Are you okay?"

"fine."

Zhou Rong counted the days, she was fifty-two years old this year, and Gong Minghui was also on her way to forty. This time is really the most magical magic in the world.

"Teacher Zhou, I remember your biggest wish was for Jinba Village to have a decent primary school."

"Yes." Zhou Rong looked at the children on the playground with a look of relief: "The learning conditions of children today are much better than before. It is rainy in the mountainous areas of Guizhou. I still remember that when I got up every morning, the tables and chairs were smelling of mold.
To be continued...