Xu Qingzhi looked at the person in front of him, and the face gradually overlapped with the one in his memory.
He has lost his youthfulness and become a bit more mature, but his distinct facial features remain the same.
Even the gentle and gentle tone of voice is the same.
She said: "Long time no see."
As far as she is concerned, she has experienced three worlds, and it has indeed been a long time since we last met.
But for Zhou, they also met when they were in college.
Every New Year, the two of them would wish each other a Happy New Year.
Wang Yanmei and Xu Fuqiang went to the back room to get chairs and asked people to sit down.
And because Xu Qingzhi met his old classmates, it brought back some memories of junior high school.
She was one of the few children in the class who came from the countryside. The head teacher didn't like her because she was from the country and because her parents didn't have money and didn't understand the parents of children in the city. She neither greeted nor gave her gifts. When she was in the third grade of junior high school,
He moved her to a seat at the back door of the class.
During the years Xu Qingzhi was studying, his parents have always been like this.
They are still stuck in the idea of teachers teaching and educating people, and never thought that some teachers have to please them so that their children can have a better life in school.
Because teachers in village primary schools never treat students differently because of these.
That was the time when she felt most inferior. Jin Na took the lead and said that she would not let others play with her. Other female classmates did not dare to cause trouble and stayed away from her. The family conditions were difficult, the clothes were old and did not fit.
Shoes, etc...
The education she received since childhood made her bow politely and say "Hello, teacher" when she sees the teacher. She will do the same even if she meets the head teacher.
But the class teacher always looked at her with disgust, and later simply hinted to her that she should be wiser when her parents come to the next parent-teacher meeting.
She completely changed this habit, no longer calling the teacher nice, and pretending she didn't see it when she saw it. She didn't tell her parents at the parent-teacher conference, saying it didn't matter.
Other female classmates didn't want to play with her, so she didn't get in front of them and stayed alone, concentrating on her studies.
She just moved to the back door. The students in the back row were always noisy during class. Sometimes the words written by the teacher on the blackboard were reflected by the light from the window, making her unable to see clearly. This made her unable to listen to the class well, and her grades dropped a bit.
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Later, Yu Zhou took the initiative to move his seat to the last row and sit next to her.
He would tell her topics and tell her to be confident, that it would not be a problem if she had no friends, and that it would not be a shame to go to the cafeteria alone.
He also used his pocket money to give her several new clothes.
On her birthday, he gave her a birthday cake for one person.
That was her first birthday cake.
At that time, Xu Qingzhi discovered that every time she went to the cafeteria to eat, although there was no one around her, Yu Zhou would always follow her at a distance.
Her embarrassment of going to the cafeteria to eat alone seems to have been solved.
She is not afraid if someone is with her.
When she was in the most difficult time, he was such a white moonlight existence.
It is always difficult to express the budding heartbeat of a young person.
Later in high school, they were in the same school but in different classes.
He went to Kyoto for college, while she stayed in the capital city of the province.
Sometimes he would take a look at her when he was on vacation early and passed by the provincial capital city.
He never said he liked her, but Xu Qingzhi was indeed moved by her, but that feeling had long since faded as the two of them grew further apart.
Goodbye now, more like a friend reunited after a long absence.
She should also be calm.
Jiang Xiao secretly talked about this matter in a small group of three people, and even made comments one by one.
"He said he was a classmate of Qingzhi High School, but when I saw the look in his eyes, I felt something was wrong."
Wen Siran: "He also works for your teacher?"
Jiang Xiao: "No, I've never seen him before. He should be sent from above. He might be at the same level as my teacher. He looks like a young man with a bright future."
Although Wen Siran doesn't want to admit it, he does resemble his sister Wen Shanshan in some aspects, such as Bagua Xin.
Wen Siran asked again: "What now? What are he and Qingzhi doing?"
Jiang Xiao: "There were so many people that I couldn't hear clearly from a distance. But it looked like the two of them were having a good time chatting with each other. They both had smiles on their lips. They didn't even smile so happily when they first met me."
Huo Fengyan: "Let Qingzhi reply to my WeChat message."
Jiang Xiao: "Please, we are so far away and there are so many people. How can I scream? This is very embarrassing."
Jiang Xiao: "No more talking, I have to get busy and harvest the rice."
The sunny day, which was sunny before, suddenly changed, dark clouds floated, and a small raindrop fell on the tip of Xu Fuqiang's nose.
The fellow villagers were experienced, so they immediately picked up the targets and bamboo brooms and got up to harvest the rice.
The rice is half dry in the sun, but we can't let it get wet in the rain. It will be even worse if it rains heavily, as the rice will be ruined.
The people brought by Zhou Zheng also quickly joined the team to harvest rice.
Two people gathered the rice into a pile with targets, and three or four people gathered around and quickly swept it with bamboo brooms.
These six tons of rice will require several heaps of grain to be harvested, so everyone will work separately.
The young man who had not felt the raindrops at first, now looked up and could clearly feel a raindrop falling on his face.
The rain at this time was not heavy yet, and raindrops were falling from time to time. The rice harvesting was done very quickly.
A pile of grain is put away, and four people use a colorful striped rainproof cloth to pull apart one corner and cover the rice underneath.
Xu Qingzhi went to the side of the house and picked up a few bricks to lay on.
All six tons of rice must be collected and covered with raincloths before the heavy rain comes.
The fellows have experience in doing this, and their movements are as smooth as driving at twice the speed.
The rice is gathered up with one rake and one pound at a time, and the steps are all in small steps.
Looking at the team members who had never done much farm work, they started working in a hurry, and soon they were all tired and panting.
The fellow working next to him smiled innocently and said jokingly: "You young people are not in good health. You are very weak. You are not as strong as me, who is almost 60 years old."
This is incredible. What man can bear to be told that he is lying?
Especially Bian Chang, the broom in his hand immediately swept up the rice, and his movements were so fast that it was like a dance.
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Finally, two or three seconds after the heavy rain started pouring, the last pile of grain was covered with a tarpaulin.
Everyone hurriedly ran to the verandah to take shelter from the rain.
The heavy rain began to pour, almost blurring people's vision, and the world in front of them became misty.
Heavy rain is always accompanied by strong winds, and it is possible that the tarpaulin was blown over by the wind.
Only Xu Fuqiang was still picking up bricks in the rain, and using a big wooden stick to press the tarpaulins tighter.
Xu Qingzhi felt distressed and shouted: "Dad, the rain is too heavy. Come back quickly and stop doing this."
Xu Fuqiang didn't listen, and worked in the rain for a while, and then ran back in the rain. Seeing his daughter's frown, he knew that he had just ignored his daughter's words, so he explained with a guilty conscience: "Hey, what if this happened to me by the wind?"
It was overturned, and it was a pity that the rice was lost, so Dad wanted to compact it more."
Xu Qingzhi felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
I just remembered that when she was a child, before roads were built, her father borrowed someone else’s truck to transport his rice, and the truck overturned on the way and broke his back.
He was in so much pain that his grandma told him to rest for two days, but he didn't listen. The next day, he went to help others harvest rice, just for a few dozen yuan a day.
Sometimes she is really angry, why is her father so stubborn and disobedient?
If the rice is spoiled, then don't do it if you can't have it. It doesn't matter, why does her dad have to do all this in the rain?
She thought so, and when she entered the house, she told her father.
No matter what, your body always comes first.
Xu Fuqiang had a rare serious face and educated him: "You know, food is the most important thing for the people, and food must not be wasted. The rice was grown with great difficulty, and it is a pity if it spoils. It doesn't matter if Dad gets caught in the rain.
As an adult, you should not catch cold easily."
Then, he added: "If it's not raining today, but a knife, then dad will definitely not care about the rice. Don't worry, dad understands."
Xu Qingzhi was helpless and angry, and was instantly amused by her father.
Wang Yanmei stood up to smooth things over: "It's all because of the weather. The most annoying thing about drying rice is this. It's like this every year. It's sunny before drying, but it rains during the drying. Believe it or not, it takes less than half an hour.
The rain will stop soon."
Xu Qingzhi thought for a while, and he often encountered this situation when he helped his family dry rice.
Let the sun shine and the raindrops will come.
Every time we rush to harvest rice, we are so anxious that the whole family has to go to battle.
After a while, the heavy rain stopped without leaving a trace, and the sun shone on the earth again.