Intermittent sounds came out, accompanied by the chirping of insects in summer, and they were the cries of children.
In the small classroom on the edge of the earth, the little girl stood there, crying, feeling that she was about to piss off the beautiful female teacher in front of her.
The little girl is seven years old this year. Her clothes are patched and not clean. She is thin and small. Her hair is often yellowish due to dryness and is tied into two pigtails at the back of her head - malnutrition. This is a lot.
The reason why the little girl was later called Huangmaoyatou. She didn't want to cry, she made a few sounds, and then she wanted to hold back, so she made a few more crying sounds, but the tears were so anxious that they filled the whole picture.
Face.
Yuan Jin'er stood there with a frown, staring at the little girl with slightly parted lips, somewhat speechless.
"Why are you crying?"
"What's there to cry about?"
"Sir didn't hit you!"
"Wow uh uh..."
"Min Chuyi!"
"Well!"
The little girl was startled again, standing there in fear with her big eyes wide open, tears streaming down her face, and after a moment she said: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
"I'm so angry, take your hands out!"
Teacher Yuan waved his ruler, and the little girl was so frightened that she quickly stretched out her right palm, and was slapped ten times by Yuan Jin'er. She blocked her mouth with the back of her left hand, and her right palm was all red from the beating, and she cried.
The sound was stopped because it was blocked by her hand. After the hand was finished, Yuan Jin'er pulled down her left hand that was almost stuffed into her mouth and said to the side: "I'm so angry! Ning Xi, take her with you.
Go out and wash your hands!”
"Auntie, don't be angry..."
"Call sir." Yuan Jin'er glared at him.
"Mr. Yuan." Ning Xi, who was just five years old, shrank her little head, put her hands together, and saluted Yuan Jin'er, "We are going out."
He pulled the girl named Min Chuyi and ran quickly. When he got outside the door, he saw him pulling up the girl's sleeve and blowing on her right hand: "Does it hurt?"
The little girl had tears in her eyes. She nodded and shook her head.
"It won't hurt anymore if you blow it..."
Not far outside the classroom, there was a small stream. Two children went there. Yuan Jin'er turned around in the classroom, and a group of children were sitting upright. They were too scared to say a word. Two twins at the back of the classroom
The children even subconsciously leaned together on the small bench. In their hearts, they felt that the husband was so scary, so scary, so we must study hard...
Yuan Jin'er subconsciously put her hands on her hips and exhaled. She was wearing a light white dress with lake green patterns today. The style was simple and beautiful. The casual gesture of putting her hands on her hips looked interesting, but in the eyes of the children, she was just a teacher after all.
What terrible evidence.
"Okay, let's continue reading: Dragon Master Fire Emperor, Bird Official Human Emperor. The beginning of writing is to wear clothes..."
A group of children quickly followed: "Dragon Master Fire Emperor, Bird Official Human Emperor. He first wrote words and wore clothes..."
"What these words are talking about is that the Dragon Master is the ancient Emperor Fuxi. He named all the officials after dragons, so later people called him the Dragon Master, and the Fire Emperor was the Shennong who tasted hundreds of herbs, also called the Yan Emperor...
"
Miss Jin'er's clean voice came from the classroom. Xiaocanghe had just been established not long ago, and the class was originally simple. At first, Zhuo Xiaofeng and others wanted to learn some knowledge about the sages' books, and Yunzhu taught them in their spare time.
She helped explain in class. She had a gentle and soft temperament and was very patient in her explanations. Some parents of the children in the valley met her and hoped that their children would have the opportunity to study, so a fixed place was established.
Last winter, the number of families moving into the valley gradually increased, and there were many children of school age. Ning Yi officially hosted the school. There were two teachers in the school, one was an old master who was originally a storyteller, and the other
Yunzhu also helped, but at this time Yunzhu was already pregnant and her belly was getting bigger. After persuasion, in January or February, Jin'er was pushed over.
In this way, Jin'er took charge of a kindergarten class in the school and gave enlightenment to a group of children. After the spring started, when the snow melted and the ice disappeared, Ning Yi advocated that even girls can learn some knowledge and learn some principles, so some girls
The baby was sent in - after all, the development of Confucianism at this time had not reached the point where Neo-Confucianism flourished, and it was seriously overcorrected. After all, people did not reject girls who learned something and were sensible.
It's just that Jin'er's temperament is not as gentle as Yunzhu's. In fact, a woman who comes out of a brothel and reaches the stage of becoming a prostitute is undoubtedly very beautiful, but the suffering she suffered in childhood is incomparable to the beatings she has received.
Many. Teaching children in a brothel does not provide any kind of warm education. It is nothing more than a high-pressure policy to eliminate children one after another. Only after gradually revealing their qualifications can they gain some good looks.
Jin'er has also shown a lot of patience, but these children from poor family backgrounds have not seen much of the world, and sometimes they are so dumb that they can't even speak. Jin'er's appearance in Xiaocanghe has changed.
It is extremely simple, but in the eyes of these children, she is still as beautiful as a goddess. Sometimes Jin'er's eyes will stare, and the children will blush and realize that they have done something wrong, and they will shed tears and cry loudly. This will inevitably lead to eating.
Click the lead.
Fortunately, after fighting, they can do better.
It's just a group of children who had been taught by Yunzhu for two months. Now, they can't get rid of the impression that Teacher Jin'er is very beautiful, but also very fierce.
Jin'er felt aggrieved sometimes. But facing a group of children, there was no need to show it. She could only continue to teach "The Thousand-Character Essay" with a cool face.
While the lessons were going on in the classroom, by the stream outside, the little boy and the little girl had already washed their hands and faces. The little girl named Min Chuyi was a refugee who came from outside the mountains in winter. Her family was originally from a poor family.
Although she is seven years old, malnourished and very timid, she is extremely nervous about everything, but if there are no strangers to help her, she is good at picking wild vegetables, doing housework, and carrying firewood. She is taller than the young Ning Xi
She doesn't stand out, but she looks like the little sister next to Ning Xi.
After washing their hands, the two quietly approached the small wooden house that served as the classroom. Min Chuyi followed the voices in the classroom and raised his breath vigorously: "Push... position... give way, there is a risk... Tao Tang. Diao
People...Crime...Zhou...Fa...Yin Tang..." With the encouragement of Xiao Ningxi, she subconsciously clenched her fists to encourage herself while reciting. Although her words were still light, she still spoke smoothly.
Finished reading.
Ning Xi nodded beside her, and then said in a low voice: "To give up the throne to the country, there are Yu Tao and Tang. This is the story of Yao and Shun..."
"...What are Yao and Shun?" Min Chu asked in a low voice. At the end of the sentence, he felt slightly shy.
"Ah...they are two emperors..."
"Then... what is an emperor?" The little girl hesitated for a long time and asked again.
"Uh, Emperor..." The little boy's lips touched each other, a little dumbfounded...
The sun was dazzling and seemed a little hot. The cicadas were chirping on the trees all the time. The time had just entered May, and when it was almost noon, the day's classes were over. The children bowed to Mr. Jin'er one by one and left. They cried before
The little girl who passed by timidly came over and bowed, saying thank you in a low voice. Then she went to the back of the classroom and found the back of her small rattan basket. She did not dare to wave goodbye to Ning Xi, lowered her head and walked away slowly.
The children in the valley either come from military families or from poor families. Min Chuyi's parents were originally poor farmers near Yanzhou. When the Xixia people came, the family ran away in confusion. Her grandmother fought for the only money in the family.
Half an iron pot ran back and was killed by the Xixia people. Later, when they met Xiaocanghe's army, all the belongings of the family of three were only the clothes they were wearing. Not only were they thin, but they didn't know how to mend them.
After wearing it for many years, the little girl almost froze to death when her parents held her in her arms.
Their family didn't have much property. Once winter came, the only way to survive was to hide at home around the fire pit to keep warm. The Xixia people came to kill and burn their house, which actually cut off all their livelihood options. Xiaocanghe's army will
They rescued her, took her in, and got some medicine to save the little girl from the life-threatening cold.
Such poor people are also people who know how to repay kindness. After settling in Xiaocanghe, the taciturn Min couple almost never cared about being dirty and tired, and did all kinds of work. They were people who had worked hard in hard times, and they had
After getting enough nutrition, he was able to do things better than many soldiers in the Burui camp. Because of this, Min Chuyi got the opportunity to enroll in school soon. When he got the good news, his family, which had always been silent, was not too upset.
The emotional father stroked her hair and shed more tears. On the contrary, the little girl knew the seriousness of this matter. From then on, she became nervous at every turn and has never adapted to it.
To be honest, compared to Teacher Jin'er's angry-looking eyes, she actually hoped that the teacher would keep slapping her. It was actually much better to be slapping her.
Children who come to study here often collect a batch of wild vegetables in the early morning, and then come to the school to drink porridge and eat a whole-grain steamed bun - this is a meal given by the school. Classes in the morning are the rules set by Ning Yi and cannot be changed.
, because the brain is more active at this time and is more suitable for learning.
When school is over at noon, some people will eat half of the cake they brought, and some people will directly carry their backpacks and continue to pick wild vegetables nearby, while rummaging for gophers and wild rabbits. If they can find them, it is a great time for the children.
What a great harvest this day.
Of course, Min Chuyi did not have lunch. Even though Mr. Ning once told her father personally that eating something for children at noon will help them grow well in the future, it is still difficult for a family that has only eaten two meals a day for a long time.
Understand this kind of luxury - even if the food distributed to them in the valley is not enough, it can at least give the three members of the family an extra lunch, but the Min family couple just silently put away the food, existing
aside.
Once Min Chuyi heard his parents secretly discussing whether to return the food. After staying here for nearly half a year, they were worried about the predicament in the valley. It was said that there was not much food in the valley.
At the same time, they were also worried that the valley might be invaded by the Xixia people. They only had simple ideas and could not analyze too many things. They just did not bully others, distributed food, new clothes, and even
A place that cares about children not eating enough is almost heaven for them.
They were very afraid that one day this place would no longer exist. Later, the food was not returned, and his father did more things every day. After he came back, he felt a little satisfied, and his mother would occasionally mention: "Mr. Ning is so
A powerful person won't let anything happen here." There was also hope in his words. For them, they are never afraid of getting tired.
The child gradually left. Jin'er picked up a small pocket with books and picked Ning Xi up. Ning Xi felt awkward in her arms: "Auntie, I want to go by myself."
Jin'er glanced at him, pursed her lips, put him down, and then took his hand. After the two walked out, the nearby female soldiers also followed.
"Growing up. How does it feel to stay with that girl?"
"...She is so stupid."
"Oh." Jin'er nodded, "Well, he is very stupid."
"Auntie, what does the emperor mean?"
"Emperor, well, it is said in ancient books that the emperor is above and the emperor is below. Shangxia means heaven and earth. This is what it meant at the beginning..."
"Then why is the emperor the superior and the emperor the inferior?"
"It's said in ancient books. It's said in ancient books that it's the greatest. How do I know? Ask your father if you find time. But now, the emperor is a high official, a very big official, the biggest official..."
After walking out of the small fence surrounding the classroom, the mountain road stretched down. The children were running excitedly. The girl carrying a small basket was also among them. Although she was thin, she was not walking slowly. But when Ning Xi looked over, the little girl
She also looked back, not sure if she was looking this way. Ning Xi took Jin'er's hand and turned around and said, "Auntie, they are going to pick wild vegetables and firewood. Can I also go and help?"
"You go... If you go, you will have to send someone to follow you..." Jin'er looked back at the female soldier following you, "Well, you ask your father to go. However, I still go back to accompany my sister today.
.”
"Oh." Ning Xi nodded, "I wonder if my sister cried again today. Girls like to cry..."
The little girl carrying a basket and a group of children were already running into the distance. Farther away in the valley, rows of soldiers were training and shouting. Jin'er and Ning Xi walked towards the mountain on the side of the hillside not far away.
The courtyard. The mountain breeze is cool. There is a big tree in the courtyard, and the swing on the tree is swinging in the wind. A window is open diagonally to a room outside the courtyard. In front of the window, a man who is a husband and father is writing something at his desk. Yuan
Jin'er and Ning Xi saw a man standing outside the hospital. He was a soldier from Wurui Camp, but Yuan Jin'er had some impression. This man's name was Luo Ye, and he had established a small group called Huayan Society in the army. Xu
I came to see Ning Yi.
Ning Yi usually doesn't work here. He only occasionally calls people over when it's convenient. At this time, it's probably because it's lunch time.
Xiao Ningji was playing with stones under the eaves.
"Ah, my sister didn't cry." She didn't hear the usual crying in the courtyard. Ning Xi was quite happy and let go of Jin'er's hand, "I'll go in and see my sister."
Seeing his brother coming back, Xiao Ning Ji stood up from the ground. Just as he was about to speak, he remembered something again. He raised his finger to his mouth and shushed seriously, pointing to the room behind him. Ning Xi nodded, one big and one small
Go quietly into the room.
Jin'er nodded towards Luo Ye who was waiting outside the courtyard, opened the courtyard door and went in.
After a while, Ning Yi stopped writing, opened the door and called Luo Ye in.
This day is the second day of May, and everything in Xiaocanghe seems to be normal and calm. Sometimes, it can even make people suddenly forget the great changes in the outside world.
In the study, he asked Luo Ye to sit down. Ning Yi poured a cup of tea, took out a few snacks, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"
"I have been thinking about the matter of grain in the valley for several days. There may be a way and I would like to talk to Mr. Ning privately."
Ning Yi hadn't sat down yet. At this time, he tilted his head slightly. (To be continued.)