Liu Handong returned to the room extremely frustrated. The excitement had passed, but his ribs began to hurt. He slowly climbed onto the bed and pulled the quilt over to sleep. However, he couldn't fall asleep. He stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and his mind was running wild. When he thought of Ma Ling
When he was young, he began to feel guilty, and the moral torment made him toss and turn like a small yellow croaker in a frying pan.
At the same time, Zheng Jiayi also had trouble sleeping and did not knock on Liu Handong's door, which made her, who had always been proud, feel an indescribable feeling. She was disappointed and even more appreciative.
Men are rare animals.
In the early morning, when the snow stopped, Liu Handong got up, washed up, put on clothes and went out. He met Zheng Jiayi at the gate of Villa No. 5. The two of them had panda eyes that had been up all night, and they looked at each other with a smile that was unspoken.
In the banquet hall of Building 1 of the Creation Base, guests gather here to have a buffet breakfast and enjoy the snow scenery after the meal. Dadun Township is located in the remnant range of Daqing Mountain, with undulating hills. The hills are not as majestic as the mountains in the north, but have the scenery of the south.
The soft and beautiful scenery, a heavy snow covering everything in the world, the pines and cypresses everywhere are covered with white clothes, making people forget all the ugliness and disgust.
"It's so beautiful, I don't even want to leave." She Xiaoqing opened her arms, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if she was intoxicated.
"Okay, the school here is in short supply of associate subject teachers. If you are willing to stay, I will introduce you to volunteer teachers." Zheng Jiayi said with a smile while holding a coffee cup.
An Xin also joked: "Okay, Xiaoqing, if you are willing to teach, I will give you leave."
She Xiaoqing said: "That's it, I'll come to teach after the winter vacation."
Zheng Jia looked at his watch: "It's getting late, I should go back."
Director Li of the creative base panicked: "Teacher Zheng, Secretary Gao is coming at noon... Do you think we should wait a little longer?"
Zheng Jia was expressionless: "I'm not his subordinate, why should I wait for him? I have work and can't delay it."
Everyone agreed, and Director Li had no choice but to call and arrange a four-wheel drive Land Cruiser to take Teacher Zheng and other guests to Dadun Township Hope Central Primary School.
"Teacher Zheng, you can use the car as you like. Come back and have a meal at noon." Director Li followed behind and begged, "It's not easy for us to handle the reception. The leader will lose his legs with just one sentence."
"I know." Zheng Jiayi said calmly.
The Land Cruiser is a special vehicle of the township government. Dadun Township is very poor. In order for the leaders to go to the countryside to help the poor, several off-road vehicles were specially purchased. They can travel over mountains and ridges without missing a beat. The driver is also named Li, a middle-aged man who is very talkative.
, but he kept his mouth shut. He told everyone that this car was nominally owned by the township government, but in fact the leaders did not use it. It was exclusively used by the creative base.
"I can't see that Leader Pingchuan attaches so much importance to cultural people." Zheng Jiayi said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Haha, I have been responsible for picking up and dropping off for more than a year. Except for the leaders of the Provincial Writers' Association who came to hold meetings, the leaders of the four teams in the city came to stay at other times. This is just a palace, and the funds of the Propaganda Department are used. The Writers' Association is
Those under the management of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, which are under the management of the Propaganda Department, belong to social groups. To put it bluntly, they are wild children raised by the party and imperial literati."
She Xiaoqing asked curiously: "Master, how do you know so much?"
Driver Li sneered: "I was originally with Secretary Zhao. I have never seen anything like this."
Zhao Mocheng, the former secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Pingchuan, said that he resigned because of Liu Handong. Later, he became the chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference for two years. He was depressed and lost weight day by day. During the physical examination, he was found to have cancer. He was taken to a large Beijing hospital for chemotherapy and died after several treatments.
After the war broke out, Zhao Xi's reputation in Pingchuan was no longer good. Even his full-time driver who had been with him for many years was sent to the Dadun Township Government to work as a driver. He was full of complaints and would complain and make all kinds of weird remarks when he had the opportunity.
The creative base is a ten-minute drive from Zheng Jiayi's workplace, Dadun Township Hope Central Primary School. The school is on the edge of the township. The campus is at the foot of the hills. The yard is not big. It consists of a small building and two rows of bungalows.
There was the word "Central Primary School" painted in red paint, and there was a banner from a few days ago that said Happy New Year. The winter vacation hadn't started yet, and the students were clearing snow on the road.
Driver Li honked the horn fiercely, and the students gave way. The Land Cruiser drove into the campus. Seeing a car coming, the school leaders hurriedly stepped forward to greet them. The group got out of the car. Zheng Jiayi briefly introduced the school’s Principal Wang and Vice President Zhang.
The principal and dean are old acquaintances, Teacher Shi. The educators warmly invite the guests to sit in the office, pour hot tea, hand over cigarettes, and greet guests.
"They spent the night at the creative base yesterday." Driver Li also sat beside him in a dignified manner, interjecting a few words from time to time, not treating himself as an outsider at all.
Principal Wang made an expression of admiration: "That is a good place. Provincial leaders have lived there. Speaking of which, I am also a member of our Pingchuan Writers Association and the president of the poetry branch. It is a pity that poetry has declined and I have not had the opportunity to enter the creative base.
."
Driver Li immediately smiled and said, "That's not easy. Let's go sit down together at noon and have a meal or something."
Zheng Jiayi interrupted: "When will the city's assistance be available?"
Principal Wang said hurriedly: "It's almost over. The designers have come to measure it, and the rubber track will be laid during the winter vacation. In fact, the biggest problem of our school is that the space is small. The land behind it has been occupied by someone to build a factory, and they never want it back.
Machines were roaring all day long, causing noise pollution. This time, the city was very aggressive. Last night, dozens of policemen were sent to demolish the old factory overnight, using excavators to demolish the old factory. That kid still dared to resist the law and was blocked immediately.
It’s so satisfying to be in the police car!”
When I mentioned this, the teachers all laughed, which shows how badly I was bullied by the factory behind me.
"There are also arrears of wages and holiday expenses, which have all been cashed. The city's care and love for our educators is quite strong!" Teacher Shi was also very excited. There was a gold rim on the cigarette filter in his hand.
A box of Jinhuaijiang costs 40 to 5 yuan. It is absolutely a good cigarette. This is the only cigarette used in receptions in the countryside.
Gao Qiwen, director of the Municipal Party Committee Office, had an in-depth exchange with Teacher Shi, and his words were very thorough. He also gave him two pieces of the Jinhuai River. His purpose was for no other reason than to let Teacher Shi say more good things in front of Zheng Jiayi. At this time, it was happening.
He took a breath of cigarette and said with emotion: "Although Secretary Gao is not a good official, he is good to our school, and that is enough. If we really get rid of him and replace a new leader, we can
You just went back to before liberation overnight, and you still have to live without a meal. Teacher Zheng, you can't stay here with us forever."
The teachers also echoed, and their faces were filled with happiness. Only now did they understand that Teacher Zheng, who came from a big city, had a not simple background, and his attitude was much more affectionate than before, but they always felt that they were closer, and there was something in the middle.
There is an extra layer of invisible barrier.
Zheng Jiayi had nothing to say and just smiled and nodded. In fact, she did not want to bring down Secretary Gao. That was not in line with her values. If the children of senior leaders could remove the county party secretary with just one sentence, then the country would
It's not normal anymore.
This ending is the best, and everyone is satisfied without making any sacrifices. However, Dadun Township Primary School cannot continue to stay. If the identity is disclosed, we will not be able to get along with everyone as before.
There was a stove in the office, and a hot water kettle sat on the cast-iron stove. The lid of the kettle made noisy noises from the steam. The room was as warm as spring, but Zheng Jiayi felt that his heart was getting colder.
"Let me show you around." Zheng Jiayi stood up and said.
Principal Wang and others also stood up, followed like stars holding the moon, and the guests visited Hope Primary School. The school is a project aided by the Hope Project. It has a brick-concrete structure, the walls are painted white, and every classroom has a TV.
There is a machine and a stove for heating. The hardware facilities are much better than expected. However, the students' dress is sad. Their clothes are out of date and their hair is greasy. When they find someone visiting, their eyes are timid.
The sound of car horns was heard, and two more cars entered the school. They were Mitsubishi Pajeros with municipal government passes and a truck. Gao Qiwen, director of the Municipal Party Committee Office, came down to the grassroots to bring warmth. The trucks were filled with extracurricular reading materials and
Sports equipment.
Principal Wang hurried forward to greet him. Both parties shook hands warmly. People from the township party committee and township government were also present. Everyone's face was filled with smiles, as if they had eaten ten pounds of candy cakes in the morning. Principal Wang and Zheng Jiayi were the focus of attention.
However, Zheng Jiayi was obviously too lazy to pay attention to these people, so Principal Wang became the core. After more than ten years of working as a private teacher, this was the first time that Lao Wang was so proud. When talking about the school's construction blueprint, he spoke freely and laughed happily.
Gao Qiwen took a chance and said to Zheng Jia: "Teacher Zheng, on behalf of the Pingchuan Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, I would like to inform you of the results of the 1.14 incident. Traffic Police Brigade Captain Zhang Hongwei was suspended for inspection, Chengguan Police Station Director Zhang Hongliang was suspended, and Detention Center Director Zhao Yuzhu was dismissed.
Accept further investigation by the Discipline Inspection Commission.”
Teacher Shi helped: "The city is very strict in dealing with it. Secretary Gao is definitely a stern and honest official."
Zheng Jia nodded expressionlessly, at least recognizing the result.
Gao Qiwen felt at ease. This turmoil almost caused an earthquake in Pingchuan officialdom. With the cooperation of everyone, the danger was finally averted. He sacrificed a few shrimps and spent some money. It was all worth it.
The bell rang, and Principal Wang said, "It's noon, let me treat you."
Gao Qiwen looked at his watch: "Thank you very much. I still have something to do, so I won't eat anymore."
The township leader became anxious: "Director Gao, we don't dare to eat or drink too much. You have to eat for simple meals. I have already arranged it at Shunfeng Restaurant. The four dishes and one soup are all local dishes and will never exceed the standard."
Director Gao refused to resign, but took the car back to the city. Before leaving, Teacher Shi took a chance and secretly asked him: "Director Gao, can my transfer be completed before the year?"
"Don't worry, the procedures have been arranged before the winter vacation. The Education Bureau and the Personnel Bureau have all said hello. The experimental one has also been ventilated, and you will be able to pass when school starts." Gao Qiwen shook hands with Teacher Shi and patted him on the hand.
arms to express comfort.
After the city leaders left, everyone's enthusiasm dropped a bit. Zheng Jiayi said he wanted to have lunch in the school cafeteria, so the township leaders gave up. Driver Li also drove back to the creative base, leaving only Jiang Xueqing, Baina Anxin
Shu Fan, She Xiaoqing, Liu Handong and others accompanied Zheng Jiayi to have lunch with the students in the school cafeteria.
Today's lunch was very sumptuous. The cafeteria killed a pig and cooked a large pot full of pork, plus cabbage, radish, meatballs, vermicelli, and white flour steamed buns. The students lined up with lunch boxes and teapots to get the food, and then sat down to eat together. The cafeteria was full.
It was all a squeaking sound. The children ate very deliciously. They swallowed the large pieces of fat meat without hesitation. She Xiaoqing almost vomited when she saw it. She was so short of oil and water.
Almost everyone didn't eat lunch. We were too satisfied with the meal. After the meal, we rested, chatted for a while, and then the class started.
Zheng Jiayi is an all-round teacher, with a full range of Chinese, Mathematics, English, Art and Music. This class is reading comprehension. She picked up the chalk and wrote four big words on the blackboard: "The last lesson."
"Students, the text we are studying today is the novel "The Last Lesson" by the famous French realist writer Daudet in the 19th century. This was originally a middle school Chinese subject. I used it in my reading comprehension class.
Because today is the last lesson I give you."
There was silence below, and slowly, some students began to sob.