The temperature in early spring is still very low. Pujiang is a coastal city with strong winds and humid air. In winter, it is very cold and humid. It is no more difficult than winter in the north, or even more difficult.
As usual, Lao Li appeared at the gate of Little Red Horse Academy early in the morning, unlocked the door, and pushed open the iron gate. The courtyard was empty, and the clanging sound of the iron gate echoed.
He raised his head and glanced at the school's sign, Little Red Horse Midnight School, but the four characters "Little Red Horse" were almost falling off, and it was crumbling and in disrepair.
"I need to find someone to repair it. I made an appointment yesterday for the maintenance man to come over in the morning. Don't say he can't come at the last minute." Lao Li muttered, pushed the door into the garden, and saw fallen leaves all over the ground. The grove was cold and desolate, and there were maples one after another.
The trees were bare and upright, while the camphor and mulberry trees were still full of green, but lacked vitality. The bugs and birds had disappeared, disappearing for almost a winter.
"Winter has passed, spring is coming, little guys, come quickly." Old Li said to himself. What he was sad about was not the desertedness in the yard, but the increasingly deserted business of Little Red Horse. There were fewer children.
There were a lot of them, and they seemed empty.
He simply cleaned the yard. At this time, the rising sun rose from the sky, smiling and casting warm eyes among the high-rise buildings.
Lao Li moved a stool and chair, found a sunny spot and sat down, played with the tea set, poured water to make tea, and soon there was a gurgling sound in the purple clay pot, and the lid was shaking slightly.
After a pot of tea was brewed, he sipped it happily and lay in the sun with his eyes closed. A gust of wind blew over from the grove, making him shiver with cold. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he trembled and carried the teapot back to his post.
Be prepared to come out again when the temperature warms up a bit.
As soon as he reached the door, there was a sudden clang, which startled him. He saw that the plaque on the edge of the courtyard door finally couldn't hold it anymore. It was blown down by the wind and smashed outside the iron gate.
"Can't you hold on for a while?" Lao Li said. He went back to the house and put down the teapot first, then came out and looked up at the door eaves. There was a piece missing from the seven big red characters of "Little Red Horse Late Night Academy", which was the word "小".
fell down.
He picked it up from the ground, it was quite heavy, looked at it for a while, returned to the yard, took out a ladder from the utility room, and placed it against the eaves of the door. He tried it several times to make sure it would not tip over, and then he felt relieved.
I was ready to climb up, but...
"Too heavy!"
Lao Li wanted to carry the big red word "小" on his shoulders and climb the ladder. He tried a few times, but found that it was too heavy and he couldn't do it. But it was too shameful to give up like that. Thinking back to those days...
"Ouch, Lao Li, what are you doing? Don't go up there, it's too dangerous~~"
There was a voice behind him, and Lao Li finally gave himself a step down. He turned around and saw that the person coming was Xiao Huang, the director of the garden.
"Shaofen is here. Look at this. It was blown down by the wind this morning. Fortunately, there is no one around. It would be too dangerous if it hits the children~"
"I'll call the maintenance man."
"I've already called. You'll be here in a moment."
"Then you go back to the house and don't climb the ladder. It's too dangerous."
At ten o'clock in the morning, the maintenance man arrived belatedly. Amidst Lao Li's complaints, he set up a ladder and prepared to climb up and decorate it.
This is a young man who saw the seven characters "Little Red Horse Late Night Academy" and curiously asked: "Why is it called Little Red Horse?"
