The trees want to be quiet, but the wind does not stop.
All kinds of memories in my mind pluck the strings of my soul;
It was a heart-wrenching melody that kept me awake all night.
I couldn't sleep peacefully, so I could only try my best to recall.
Heh-it was a tragedy.
Actually, these things should have been forgotten long ago.
(Author's thoughts)
The bell rang and everyone left the classroom.
"Zeng Hongtong, Teacher Luo wants you to go to her office.”Class monitor Wang Yanzhong stood five meters away from Qiu Shi and shouted at her.
Before Qiu Shi could reply, he had already run away.
"Teacher Luo, were you looking for me?" She knocked on the door politely.
Teacher Luo turned around." Yes, come in."”
She looked at Qiu Shi with a complicated expression, and her face showed a troubled expression. Finally, she said,""Hong Tong, as a girl, even if your mother is not at home, you still have to boil water to bathe and wash your hair.”
Qiu Shi lowered her head and said nothing. The teacher carefully observed the change in her expression." I'm not saying-actually, I know some things about you too-it's just-"
The teacher picked up the kettle from the stove and poured it into the porcelain basin. She placed the towel inside and brought it to Qiu Shi." Wash your face first. You're already a fourth-year student, yet you're still acting like a multi-colored cat-"
Multicolored cat? Her face was burning and she was very embarrassed. It wasn't that she didn't want to take a bath, but that the long torture had left no intact part of her body. The previous injury hadn't healed yet, and this time, it was added again. The clothes had already grown together with the dried blood and broken skin, making it impossible to take them off.
Perhaps Ms. Luo was not entirely trying to protect the other students from Qiu Shi's stench, but she also pitied this student who did not have a mother to take care of her. After school, she insisted on following Qiu Shi to her house.
"Hong Tong, go to the kitchen and boil water."
Teacher, are you going to supervise me when I shower and wash my hair? Qiu Shi was confused, but she couldn't ask.
That day, Hao Xinxiang went to Qiu Shi's fifth aunt's house to help with the farm work. Her grandfather and teacher were chatting in the hall while Qiu Shi was boiling water in the kitchen.
Ten minutes later, the teacher stepped into the kitchen.
She poured the water into the wooden bucket and tested the temperature of the water with her hand again and again before leading Qiu Shi to the bathroom.(He only lived in a pigsty house. In the countryside, he took a bath and went to the toilet in a pigsty house.)）The teacher looked at the wall less than two meters away from the pigsty, where there was a bamboo stick stuck horizontally on the wall. There was a pile of dry straw on it, and a worn-out blanket. She asked,"Is there anyone sleeping in the pigsty?”
Qiu Shi lowered her head and did not answer the teacher's questions as enthusiastically as she did in class.
She recalled that after her father kicked the bed over for the last time, he did not fix it again. She did not know if it was a prank or some other idea, but he actually arranged for her to sleep in the pigsty for more than half a year.
Ms. Luo saw a book of Xi Murong's prose poems on the simple bed. It was Ms. Chen's book...
She instantly understood.
"Did your father let you sleep here?”Teacher Luo's voice was obviously much lower. The dark light made it impossible for Qiu Shi to see the expression on her face. She also deliberately looked away. She was afraid that she would come into contact with the warmth that moved her to tears again.
Teacher Luo didn't say anything else and gestured for her to take off her clothes. She wanted to help Qiu Shi wash her hair and bathe.
Even though the child's body was not only smelly, but his head was also full of lice.
Qiu Shi hesitated for a long time, but she did not take off her clothes. The teacher looked at her in confusion. Could it be that this child…
"Are you shy? " Teacher Luo is also a woman. Don't be afraid. Come…" After saying that, Teacher Luo went to help her take off her clothes. She tugged at the black cloth that was covered with hard lumps and tightly wrapped around Qiu Shi's body.
Actually, it was originally white.
She cried out in pain from Teacher Luo's two tugs." Teacher, forget it. I can't take off my clothes anymore."”
Teacher Luo used her hand to feel the clothes wrapped around Qiu Shi's body. She was stunned and fell silent.
Then, she dampened the towel and gently placed it on Qiu Shi's body. She then went to ask Qiu Shi's grandfather for a pair of scissors. It was not easy for her to take off the clothes that grew on her skin. Two lines of boiling liquid appeared in her eyes. She did not despise the smelly and dirty child and hugged her tightly in her clean and warm arms...
Qiu Shi felt drops of boiling liquid fall on her head, shoulders, and the back of her hands.
Teacher Luo was silent, but her tears never stopped. She brought salt from the kitchen and mixed it in a wooden bucket. She used the salt water to help her bathe and then brought the clean water left in the pot to carefully clean her wounds again.
When Qiu Shi walked out of the pigsty, everything felt so clear. Grandpa handed the kerosene that he had prepared to Teacher Luo. She slowly applied the kerosene on Qiu Shi's head and wrapped it with a towel. She forced a smile and said,"The kerosene can kill the lice on your head. It smells bad, but it works.”After saying that, she turned around.
This day was the first time Qiu Shi had stood in this world clean since her grandmother passed away. On this day, she felt that her teacher's face was even more beautiful than her mother's, and her embrace made her feel warmer than an angel.
Teacher Luo refused to eat at Qiu Shi's house. After the teacher left, Qiu Shi returned to the stove and started a fire to cook. Her little dog was sleeping soundly in the woodpile because it was covered in white fur. She gave it a beautiful name: "Silver." He remembered the day he had brought Silver back and how he had been beaten up by his father. But in the end, he had chosen to keep Silver. It was unknown whether it was a blessing or a curse for Silver to be able to live in such a poor home, but he would not starve to death in the wilderness.
From the day Silver came to their house, he had become Qiu Shi's treasure. He was so pitiful. Without his mother's protection, he was alone in the wilderness. He looked like he had just been weaned. He would definitely starve to death or be bitten to death by some other creature.
It was unclear when it started, but whenever Xiang spurred Qiu Shi on, Silver would watch from a distance. Perhaps he still didn't understand what was going on, but it was obvious that he was terrified. Every time she was beaten, Qiu Shi would tell Silver about her grievances. She knew that she was different from other children. She didn't have the chance to go out and play, so she didn't have the chance to make friends or find someone to talk to.
Her only brother was also her father's treasure, a god-like existence that she longed for but could not reach. Silver naturally became the best listener for Autumn's poems. Even though it didn't seem to understand anything, she would still hold it tightly in her arms. It would also happily wagging its tail and licking her face and hands with its little tongue…
Qiu Shi's path to school was truly difficult. Her father was Satan, who could kill her dreams in the cradle at any time. She could not choose her father, could not choose her childhood. This was the saddest part of a person. Perhaps to Qiu Shi, this was a regret that could not be made up for in this life because she had never been loved by her father. At least, that was how she felt at that time.
Qiu Shi's mother had written a seven-page letter to Teacher Luo, the form teacher. Xia Ruxian had no idea how Teacher Luo had managed to contact her, but in the letter, Xia Ruxian had mentioned Qiu Shi's studies. She had repeatedly reminded her," My dear daughter, you must listen to Teacher Luo's words and study hard. In the future, when you go to university and do research…Mother said that you're running around outside to earn money. Although it's very hard, it's enough to earn money for you and your younger brother's school fees. In order for the two of you to have a beautiful future, no matter how hard it is, you'll have to suffer. Mommy is willing to eat it too."
After reading her mother's letter to Teacher Luo, Qiu Shi fell silent. Tears flowed uncontrollably as she thought to herself. "So, Mom still likes me!”
The autumn harvest season had arrived again. Qiu Shi's grandfather went to her aunt's house to look after the vegetable garden. Before he left, he handed Qiu Shi 50 cents and asked her to buy some snacks to satisfy her craving.
The teacher explained every question and every step on the podium. The students were all very quiet and listening attentively.
"Student Ma Changwei, answer this question!”the teacher called out.
"Motherf * cker, get out here!”
An angry roar broke the silence in the classroom.
A familiar curse made the little girl tremble in fear.
A roar interrupted Teacher Luo's thoughts in class.
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