As the days passed, Xu Guodong's health gradually improved. Compared with before, at that time, he finally lived a life where he could eat enough.
There is nothing good in the village, but having enough food is not a problem at all. Wild vegetables, grains, and occasionally people from the village go into the mountains to hunt, and more or less, they also bring him a lot of meat, which is a good thing for Xu Guodong's family.
After that, it was completely unimaginable.
Teaching in the city, even though he has the brand of a scholar, only he knows his own suffering. It is impossible for Xu Guodong to make a lot of money by teaching or leading people to write letters. That is, he can buy some rice and cook some porridge every day.
, it’s okay if you guarantee that you won’t die.
It's like this in the countryside. Although there is no refined grain, the coarse grain is sufficient. Thinking about his experience in the past few years, Xu Guodong really regrets that he should not have taken his old mother around in the first place.
Big cities look stable, but in those war-torn times, villages were sometimes much more stable than big cities.
In less than half a year, Xu Guodong's body has almost recovered. It should be said that he is much stronger and darker than when he first came to the village.
Half a year later, Xu Guodong was able to work in the fields with everyone, digging ridges, watering, and weeding. Although Xu Guodong did not work as fast as others, he was more meticulous. Others would at most say that he worked slower.
, but there is no way to say that he did not do well.
This is also a method taught to him by the old man in the village. After all, the foundation is there. Everyone knows that he is a sick man, and no one will blame him in particular.
In Xu Guodong's eyes, Linjia Village is like a paradise. Although it is impossible to be rich and powerful in such a life, Xu Guodong is an easily satisfied person. It should be said that many people in that era are like Xu Guodong. As long as they can live stably,
It's easy to be satisfied.
Time passes day by day, and everyone in the village also knows that Xu Bingyangzi, who can write big characters, has improved a lot. Although he did not have the opportunity to work with others at first, he did not leave any youthful charm to everyone.
impression.
But as the old saying goes, a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. On the first day I came to the village, I fell ill immediately and couldn't get up from the kang for three days.
But later he got a teaching job, although the nickname of "Sick Young Man" has been spread, which is not a good thing.
But in fact, it gave Xu Guodong an opportunity to get acquainted with most people in the village.
There were quite a few children sent to him to learn writing, seven or eight of them.
There are many children in the village, but there are still only a few who can sit there and listen to a lecture by a sick man. Although it is said that there is no discrimination, they still have to learn from him.
Xu Bingyangzi has no ability to force others to do anything. The adults in the family say that the child is not allowed to
If you obey, you will beat him to death. But at that time, let alone beating him to death, it was extremely difficult for Xu Guodong to catch up with the young man even with a broom.
It's embarrassing to be unable to catch up, but to catch up but not dare to hit. One of them is that it doesn't hurt or itch when hit. Those children are all little monkeys.
The other one was given such a job because everyone gave him face and took care of him. No matter from the perspective of appearance or face, the adults only said some kind words. If he took it seriously, he would be a fool.
Xu Guodong was not a fool, and he did not have the strength to chase those little monkeys. He never beat any child from beginning to end.
The adults in the village said that Xu Guodong was soft-hearted and that the children would not be effective if they were not beaten. However, when they saw Xu Guodong going out, they all smiled and asked how their children were doing. Then one family gave two eggs and the other family gave one.
pancake.
Xu Guodong kept everyone's kindness in mind. After he recovered, he started working as he had discussed with the village chief. From the beginning, he cut grass, fed pigs, and herded cattle. Later, little by little,
of increased activity.
At this time, Xu Guodong was able to catch up with those little monkeys, and he really looked like a gentleman while carrying a bamboo board.
But his bamboo board only waved in the air a few times and never fell on any child. Those little monkeys didn't like their parents and were afraid of adults in other families, but they didn't show any fear towards Xu Guodong.
Laughing and playing around, they have quietly become good friends. An adult in his thirties has become good friends with a bunch of children. I have to say that this child's heart is really pure.
When Xu Guodong was teaching, a bunch of children were sitting in the small classroom, and a bunch of children were lying on their stomachs outside the window. It was not because there was no room in the classroom, but because those children came specifically to listen to Xu Bingyangzi's story. After the story was told,
I immediately ran to play somewhere else.
And when he was working in the fields, the children herding cattle, cutting grass, and going to the fields with their mothers to deliver meals to the adults would all come to Xu Guodong with a few freshly picked wild fruits and beg him.
Tell him a story.
A lot of ink can only be turned into short stories that are simple and easy to understand, but fascinating.
It's a bit unskilled, but Xu Guodong is happy and comfortable. It took him such a long time to confirm that this is the life he wants.
Gou'er was the child who loved listening to Xu Guodong's stories the most at that time. At that time, Gou'er was ten years old. He was no longer young. He had long passed the age of wearing crotchless pants. He was also a good worker. When Xu Guodong started to herd cattle and cut grass.
, this dog is also Xu Guodong’s teacher.
One day, Xu Guodong went to work in the fields, weeding and watering. While everyone was resting, the dog ran next to Xu Guodong.
"Sick Yangzi, you have
Don’t have a wife?”
Gou'er asked such a question at that time. When he first heard such an immature child ask such a question that was completely inconsistent with his age, Xu Guodong felt a little uncomfortable.
"Dog, why do you ask me this? No more stories today?"
When encountering a question that you don’t know how to answer, it is an instinct for adults to change the subject.
"I want to hear a story. Here, this is the fruit I just picked. And this one, the sparrow Brother Big Tiger shot is still alive. Do you want it?"
"Forget it, you can play with this thing, I can't stand it."
Xu Guodong smiled and refused. He also knew that the dog took out the sparrow to let him cook and eat it. Although the sparrow was small and had all the internal organs, it could be regarded as a meat dish, but Xu Guodong knew that his cooking skills would not be as good as this sparrow.
Once it fell into his hands, it would probably take most of the day to put it on the table.
"Don't forget it. I'll give you the fruit. I'll ask my mother to prepare it later. I'll get two for you to replenish your health. By the way, Sick Yangzi, you haven't answered the question I just asked."
After the dog said this, he stuffed the sparrow into his pocket again. With his other hand, he put the fruits on the field ridge and looked up at Xu Guodong.
"No, dog, why are you asking me if I have a wife?"
Seeing that the topic was not brought to an end, the child named Gou'er seemed to be particularly concerned about whether Xu Guodong had a wife. Looking at the child, it was clear that he would not give up until he achieved his goal.
Xu Guodong is not unhappy about the dog calling him Sick Yangzi. Although the name is not pleasant, the dog can help him to heal himself. This is the greatest kindness of a child, and it shows that he cares about you.
As for how you call them, they really don't care. Calling them uncle or uncle is indeed respectful enough, but the distance between respect and fear is not very far.
Instead of asking these children to call them those honorifics, Xu Guodong prefers to stay with these children. This one is called Gou'er, that one is called Donkey Dan, and he is called Bingyangzi. From this look, they are still called the same type of names.
Being a child king is also a happy thing.
"Okay, it's not a big deal. I don't have a wife yet."
Reaching out and rubbing the dog's head, Xu Guodong didn't think this was something that needed to be kept secret.
"real?"
The dog suddenly jumped from the ridge of the field, but Xu Guodong was stunned.
"Ah, really."
"okay!"
The dog yelled, and before Xu Guodong could react and grab him to ask what was going on, his two little legs flew up quickly. In the blink of an eye, the little monkey had disappeared from Xu Guodong's sight.