Chapter 1: Going to the Countryside to Be a Principal
On an uneven gravel mountain road, a hand-held tractor was moving forward like a snail in the scorching sun overhead. The driver of the tractor was a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard. The tractor's tractor
The bucket was filled with blue bricks, and a fair-skinned young man wearing a dark blue shirt and a white sun hat sat listlessly on top of the green bricks with a cigarette in his mouth and his head drooped.
The tractor kept going up and down the mountain road, which only made the bumpy face of the sweaty young man in the tractor bucket even paler. He finally couldn't help but loudly asked the tractor master again: "Master Hu, how long will it take for us to get to you?"
Fenghua Village?" Master Hu also replied loudly: "Xiao Lang, it's not far away. Over the top of this mountain, there is Fenghua Village! Why, don't you feel a little uncomfortable? This is really difficult for you. A college student has come
This is the first time in our village that Pangu opened up the world!"
After hearing this, Xiao Lang shook his head and smiled bitterly. His name was Lang Mo, and he had just graduated from a famous normal university in a certain province in the south of the Yangtze River. After graduating, he originally wanted to find a better job in a big city, but because he was in school
The top students in the city should take a good lead and actively support the education in remote mountainous areas. The school leader then asked the city’s Education Bureau to recommend him an honorable task, to become the principal of a school. He just got the news
, he was very happy at first. It was such a great honor to be the principal right after graduation. He wholeheartedly agreed to the leader’s recommendation. But when he learned that the place he was going to was a remote mountain village, and he was to be the principal of a primary school, he
He felt a bit dumbfounded. Where is this? I am a graduate from a university teaching primary school students? Oh my god! What a hell! But he didn’t have time to regret it. After all, he wanted to give the school leaders some face. He decided to go to the village school first.
It’s not a bad thing to add some life capital to yourself for a period of time and then run away.
He took a long-distance bus from the provincial capital at six o'clock in the morning. He first went to County C, and then took a minibus to transfer. He arrived at Wumi Township, his superior unit, in Fenghua Village around 12 noon.
Nearly twenty kilometers, there is usually only one small truck traveling between the village and the town in the morning, and that truck has already left before Lang Mo arrives. If he wants to go to the village, he can only wait until tomorrow. Lang Mo has no choice but to go
On the way to the guest house in the countryside, I happened to encounter a tractor pulling bricks. So I hitched a ride and came swinging.
Although Fenghua Village is remote, it is located in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Although there are continuous mountain roads along the way, the scenery is charming. It was August, and the trees on the roadside were lush and wild flowers were all over the mountains. The fresh air was mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers, which made him feel depressed.
Things improved slightly. After nearly an hour of bumps, the tractor struggled to climb the last extremely steep mountain road. Lang Mo finally saw where he was going: Fenghua Village. Looking around, Fenghua Village was loomingly hidden in the green mountains.
Among the green water, there are continuous green mountains to the east and north of the village, especially the big mountain to the east, which is green and towering into the clouds, which is fascinating. To the south is a small plain. On the plain, there are boundless waves of rice.
Under the blue sky, it stretches southward like golden carpets, which is so beautiful. Lang Mo secretly said: 'It's okay, Fenghua Village? The name is good, and the scenery is good, just think of it as a place to relax! Anyway, I'm on my own
A year and a half at most, a place where I have to leave for any reason.' Thinking of this, he didn't seem so upset anymore.
After several consecutive sharp turns, the tractor finally went down the hillside and onto a flat road. On the side of the road, rice waves swayed in the wind, making bursts of rustling sounds. After the breeze, the thick fragrance of rice was even more comforting. Carefully look again
Look, in the rice waves, you can still see a few villagers busy harvesting rice under the scorching sun.
Ten minutes later, the tractor swayed across the open golden field like a beetle. The tractor arrived at the entrance of the village. In front of the village entrance, a small river was meandering in front of the village. The water in the river was crystal clear. On the river
, there was an arched stone bridge ten meters long and two meters wide. When the tractor drove slowly across the arch bridge, Lang Mo looked up and saw a small archway beside the bridge with the words "Fenghua Village" written on it.
'Three large Song-style characters with strong strokes. Beside the archway, there is a large banyan tree that requires at least ten strong men to embrace. It is like a giant umbrella, blocking out the sky and the sun. And in this giant umbrella, the trees are full of knowledge.
He was shouting "Hot, hot!" Zheng Huan. When he entered the village, he found that there were only a few beautiful small buildings made of cement concrete in the village. Most of the others were ancient houses, which looked very similar to those of the late
The architecture of the Qing Dynasty is simple and mysterious. However, it is precisely under the reflection of the green mountains, blue sky, small bridges and flowing water, and green bricks and black tiles, that they form beautiful rural pictures of tranquility and ease, where nature and man are one.
The streets in Fenghua Village are wide and clean. Dark blue square stones are paved on the road, giving people a feeling of nostalgic for the past. The tractor can drive into the village smoothly. When Lang Mo arrived, it was the villagers who
It was time for them to have lunch. But most of the people he saw were old people and children. Where had the young people gone? Don’t they need to eat? Lang Mo was a little puzzled. The villagers did not speak the same language when eating. People in the city sat at the dining table in a formal manner.
They like to sit on the threshold of their home, or squat at the door holding a bowl of rice while eating and chatting with their neighbors. When the tractor drove into the village, the enthusiastic Master Hu shouted to everyone along the way: "
Brothers and sisters, please quickly welcome the college student from our village, he is coming to our village to be the principal!" His Brahmin voice shouted, which could be heard almost in the whole village.
As a result, all the old and young in the village were attracted by Master Hu's voice, and they kept thinking: 'What a handsome boy!' 'The skin is so white and tender, how come he looks like a girl', 'He is quite tall'
, 'You're a college student, I think I'm very polite!' 'I just lost a little weight, I need more nutrition, my eyes are a little smaller, but I'm so bright and beautiful', 'This kid, it would be great if he could be my son-in-law!'...
..... A bunch of random comments made him feel uncomfortable all over. After finally surviving this long and arduous journey, the hospitable Master Hu finally sent him directly to the gate of the school.
The school is not big and is built on a gentle hillside. There are towering pine trees everywhere. There are three rows of houses in the school, all of which are brick structures. They look like they are newly built. Two of the rows of houses are in the shape of right angles.
Classrooms. There are three classrooms in each row. In the center of the classroom is a small loess playground. The row of houses behind the classroom is more than half shorter. It may be the teacher's dormitory. There are four rooms in total. Next to the school, there is about
A hundred meters behind the hillside, there is a well. Several villagers are fetching water from the well. Next to the well, there is a country road going south. I don’t know where it leads. Behind the school, that is, towards the east.
, it was the forest-covered mountain that Lang Mo saw before he entered the village.
Under the influence of the strong noise of the tractor, the door of one of the rooms in the last row of houses suddenly opened, and an old man with eyes, gray hair, and a thin face came out of it with a pen in his chest pocket. As soon as he saw Lang Mo said: "Is it Teacher Lang Mo?" Lang Mo quickly replied: "Yes, you are Principal Li?" "Yes, yes, don't call me principal. I am a bumpkin, how can I compare?" As a college student, we look forward to the stars and the moon. Finally, a college student has come. Now that you are here, it’s time for me to abdicate.” Principal Li’s original name is Li Jin. He is a private teacher in Fenghua Village. He has been working for forty years. Years ago, he should have retired a long time ago. Unfortunately, there are only three teachers in this school, and they are all private teachers. What will happen to the children after he retires? In the past few years, several technical secondary school students who graduated from regular normal colleges came. But it was like a revolving door, working for only a few months before running away. Now, finally, another one came, and he was a college student. The old principal was secretly praying in his heart: Bodhisattva bless me, I hope this young man can stay longer.
The old principal enthusiastically led Lang Mo into his room. Lang Mo's luggage was very simple, including a large suitcase and a guitar. The room was very simple, with only a shabby desk on which there were some things such as Bottles of water, ink, tea jars, homework books, books and other daily necessities. There is a coffee table next to it, and a 14-inch old-fashioned TV is placed on the coffee table. Beside the coffee table, there is an old chair made of rattan. Plus A large wooden bed already covered with mats and flower pillows. That's all.
After Lang Mo finished looking at the room, the fellow village head took him to look at the newly built classrooms with brick and tile structures. Lang Mo took a casual look. Although the classrooms were not decorated, they still had original yellow mud floors. But they were spacious and bright. Many of the desks and chairs are new. He feels that the school is better than he imagined. The old principal briefly introduced the school: there are about 160 students, from grades one to five, each with A class. After Lang Mo came, the old principal needed to rest because of illness. So there were three teachers in the school together with Lang Mo. One was named Wang Du, a young man from the village, and the other was older, named Chen Da. They are from Shimo Village in the south. Because it will be a few days before school starts, they haven't come here yet. After the old principal introduced everything, he held Lang Mo's hand tightly and said, "Little Lang! Although the conditions here are poor, These are all we can prepare for you, please don't be offended. But the children need high-level teachers. From now on, it's up to you! I'm very optimistic about you!" After hearing this, Lang Mo's heart I don't know what it smells like.
Holding Lang Mo's hand, the old principal insisted on going to the only restaurant in the village to have a meal, saying that it would be a blessing for Lang Mo. Lang Mo had no choice but to follow him to the village. On the way, Lang Mo was curious. Asked: "Principal, how can there be a restaurant in Fenghua Village in such a remote location?" The old principal smiled and said: "You don't know something about this. When you came, did you see the river in front of the village entrance?" "Yes?" "This river is called Yunu River. Even though it is small, it is very wide downstream, about two kilometers away from the village. There is a sand quarry there and there are many sand diggers. More than half of it is Many times, outsiders, because the food is not very good and they want to have a good time, they will come to us to eat. Further south, there are several large villages where the villagers go to the market or do small things. All businesses and businesses have to pass through our village. When we are tired from walking, we will eat and rest here. In addition, our village is also a big village with more than 2,000 people. We also need a place to relax and drink tea. That's why there is such a small restaurant." "That's it!" Lang Mo nodded frequently. The entire building in Fenghua Village is in a long row, with the entrance of the village facing west and the end of the village facing east. The school of Fenghua Village is at the end of the village, and this restaurant is at the end of the village. In the middle, Lang Mo and the old principal walked along the village street for a long time before arriving at the door of the restaurant. The restaurant is a two-story green brick building. When they looked up, they saw a wooden plaque hanging high on the wall of the door. , with the words "Xiaoyun Restaurant" written on it. When I walked inside, I saw that the restaurant was not big, but it was very clean and tidy. There were ten bronze square tables on the bluestone-paved floor. Directly behind the restaurant, there was a An old-fashioned dark brown counter.
Next to the counter is the wooden staircase leading to the second floor. At the top of the staircase, it is covered with a green checkered square cloth. The situation above cannot be seen clearly. There may be fewer customers at noon, and there is no room in the restaurant.
There was nothing to eat. The old principal chose a table near the counter, asked Lang Mo to sit down, and then shouted: "Madam boss, there is a guest!" From the second floor, a crisp and sweet voice came down: "Who?
Ah! Just come!" As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the wooden ladder was heard.
After a while, a slender woman wearing a green floral shirt and jeans, about 27 or 28 years old, came to Lang Mo and the old principal with a faint fragrance. Lang Mo looked up and suddenly saw something in front of his eyes.
Bright, but I saw that although the woman in front of me was tall, she was very round and had very good lines. A pair of watery eyes always had a smile on her face. Her rosy oval face, although without makeup, looked plump and smooth. Compared with the city
Those deliberately dressed women looked many times more powerful. Their waterfall-like hair stood up casually on the back of their heads, making them even more charming. As soon as the woman saw Li Jin, she smiled and said, "It turns out to be Principal Li. You are a very busy person.
You rarely come to my place, why do you have time to come to my restaurant for tea today?" Li Jin smiled and said: "Madam boss, I am very happy today, let me introduce you, this is Lang Mo, the new principal of our village school."
Lang Mo stood up hurriedly and said: "Madam boss, I'm new here, please take good care of me in the future!" The woman asked curiously: "Principal Wolf?" The old principal hurriedly explained: His 'lang' is the Lang of Lang Lang Qiankun, not the big brother.
The wolf of the gray wolf." Only then did the woman understand, so she said with a smile: "You're welcome, you scholars are so gentle, and you have a weird name. My name is Alan, you can call me Alan from now on!" "How can you be so embarrassed?"
There's nothing to be embarrassed about, you're a guest when you come! Don't be too formal." Facing Alan's smiling eyes, Lang Mo suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.
"Principal Li, what do you want to eat today?" Alan asked. The old principal said: "I rarely come here, so you just have to figure it out!" Alan: "Okay, okay, I will give you an idea today.
After saying that, he shouted to a room next to the restaurant: "Master Dai, we have a guest!" The room opened in response, and a fat middle-aged man with a big beard walked out sleepily.
Seeing Li Jin, he immediately said: "Old principal, rare guest, rare guest! Since you are here, I have to show you my skills properly!" Li Jin quickly stood up and said a few polite words to him, and then the big fat man left.
I quickly entered the kitchen behind the restaurant and got busy.
After Master Dai entered, Alan also hurried into the kitchen, as if to help. Lang Mo and the two chatted while drinking tea. Lang Mo: "It's dinner time now, and the business here doesn't seem to be very good. Why?"
Old Principal: "You city dwellers don't know something. This is the harvest season, which is the busiest time for people in the countryside. Those sand miners and small traders have all gone back to farm work. Naturally, there is no business here.
No, even Xiaocui, the helper Alan hired, has taken leave and gone home. She has to help herself so that we can eat." "Oh, that's it."
Without much effort, Alan brought out the dishes, a braised fish, a plate of fried bacon with green bamboo shoots, a plate of Chinese cabbage, and a tomato and egg soup. Lang Mo had not eaten anything since the morning and asked about the smell.
He couldn't bear it anymore and was about to use his chopsticks. Alan said at this time: "Would you like a pot of wine, the rice wine we brewed ourselves." When he heard about the wine, Lang Mo became more excited and asked for a pot. The pot was very big.
, not much smaller than the teapot we use to boil water. Alan brought two large bowls and filled them. Lang Mo smelled them, raised his thumbs and said: "Smells good!" After saying that, he clinked the glasses with the old principal, and then raised his head.
He drank it all in one gulp! After drinking it, he smacked his lips and said, "It's really good wine!" After saying that, without waiting for Alan to do anything, he picked up the big wine jug and poured another bowl.
When the old principal saw this, he was surprised and said: "What a young man, you look gentle, but your drinking capacity is amazing. Don't be greedy! Although this rice wine is delicious, it has a lot of stamina!" Lang Mo said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just do it. This little bit of wine is not enough for me." After saying that, I thought to myself: 'I think back then, when I was in school, I could put two kilograms of high-altitude white wine in my stomach without any problem, so what does this little bit of rice wine mean?' A few bowls of rice wine. After finishing the meal, the big wine jug was more than half empty. Lang Mo's expression remained unchanged and his heart did not beat. After drinking several bowls of wine, his mood seemed to be much better. When the old principal saw this, he couldn't laugh or cry, why is he here? An alcoholic principal? When Alan saw this, he smiled and said nothing. After all, she had seen many super alcoholics.
Who knows, next, even Alan's eyes widened. Lang Mo quickly drank a pot, and then asked for another pot, just like drinking boiled water, he drank bowl after bowl. The old principal was so shocked that he kept saying: "Wu Song has been reincarnated! Wu Song has been reincarnated!" He drank two bottles of wine until he couldn't hold it in his stomach, and then he stopped. In fact, Lang Mo knew very well that it was his first time to have dinner with someone like this. It was definitely disrespectful to drink, but for some reason, he just wanted to drink. Is it because he was depressed, or because the wine was really delicious, he couldn't tell.
This meal lasted for two hours. When the bill was being paid, the old principal was busy paying the bill, but Lang Mo stopped him and refused to let him pay. At this moment, Alan said: "Two Don't fight for the seat! This meal is mine. After all, a college student came to the village. It's not easy!" Lang Mo heard this and hurriedly wanted to refuse, but Alan said: "What, college student, I just treated you to a simple meal." That's all, do you look down on us country people?" In one sentence, I pushed him back, so I had to give up.
After eating, the two said goodbye to Alan. Just as they left the door, Lang Mo suddenly felt dizzy, shook his head vigorously and thought to himself: "Wow, this wine is really powerful!" Seeing this, the old principal hurriedly asked: "Little Lang, are you okay?" He puffed up his chest and said, "Do you think I'm in trouble?" He didn't want to be embarrassed. After saying that, he walked towards the school with the old principal with some frivolous steps. It was not easy. When he came to the school and entered his room, he hurriedly said to the old principal: "Principal, I have nothing to do. You can go back and do your work!" The old principal saw that he was talking clearly and thought that he was really fine, so he explained a few words , and left the school.
After the old principal left, he couldn't control it anymore. He felt so uncomfortable that his stomach was churning. He rushed out of the room and vomited outside. He vomited until the sky was dark. In the end, he almost vomited out bile. He held on to the door frame. , there was no time to pack his luggage, so he fell down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep like a dead person.
He slept until eight o'clock in the evening. When he opened his eyes, he felt that his head was about to explode. He was so weak that he didn't even seem to have the energy to get up. "Damn it! I can't believe that I, who have never been drunk before, would actually get drunk today. So embarrassing!" he cursed. After resting on the bed for a long time, he got up and was about to find some water to drink. Just as he was about to stand up, he felt that the world was spinning. He sat back on the bed with a 'thud' sound. At this time, outside the door, Suddenly he remembered the knock on the door. When he heard it, he thought to himself: "Is it the old principal? What should I do? If he sees me like this, he will definitely laugh to death. No, I have to pretend to be asleep!" After thinking about it, I lay down again. Unexpectedly, the knock on the door kept coming and became more and more urgent. I had no choice but to shake it and open the door.
When he opened the door and took a look, Lang Mo was stunned. What appeared in front of him was not the old principal, but the handsome Alan! Seeing Lang Mo's embarrassed appearance, Alan smiled and said: "How about it, go ahead and show off!" After that, he carried the bag. Holding a big jar, he went straight into the room regardless of whether he agreed or not.
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