Classic of Yangma River
21 . troubles

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Time: 2010-12- 30 22:19:38 Words: 4669

20. troubles

When I woke up in the morning, the grass was white. I knew that the frost had begun.

I remember when I was studying in Zhanqiao Primary School, I didn't have shoes. I went to school barefoot every day. When it was frosted, we saw the cow poop. It was steaming hot. We quickly kicked it into the cow poop. It could be warm for a long time. We were still picking up dried cow dung in the fields and lighting it with a match. We could use it as a source of fire. There was no smoke. When class started, the teacher wouldn't even notice.

I took the Book of Songs and read it aloud while pacing on the campus path. After the chrysanthemum was hit by the frost, it lowered its head. As the ancients said," A broken chrysanthemum still has proud frost branches ", it was probably after the frost that it could still barely stand there. No matter if you were a chrysanthemum, a bamboo, or a holly, you couldn't resist the cold.

Thinking of this, I subconsciously touched my ears. My ears actually felt swollen and painful. I panicked and pinched the back of my hand and fingers. I also felt a swelling pain. Oh my god, it wasn't really cold yet, but her ears and hands were already freezing. What if it was three or nine days later? Wouldn't it be like last year, freezing to the point of tears?

I hurried back to the dormitory, put down the damn book, and kept rubbing my ears, hands, and fingers, trying to get rid of the lumps and postpone the arrival of the uncomfortable days. I took off my shoes and massaged every part of my foot.

I concluded that my hands and feet were frozen mostly because I went to school when I was young. I would freeze this year, next year, and after I got used to it, I would freeze every year. Every year, he would say that he would take good care of his hands and feet this year. He would not do anything, not read, not write, not wash clothes, and wait for the temperature to rise before doing it together. However, she changed every time. She had to read and write, and she had to delay washing her clothes for a long time.

I took the bowl and chopsticks and ran to the cafeteria. When I was lining up, I happened to be standing behind Wu Aiting. I saw her rubbing her hands and asked,

"What happened to your hand?"

She turned around and said with a frown,

"What's wrong? Frozen hands! It started at this time every year! Why was there winter? If only it were all spring or autumn!”

Men with frozen hands are really ugly. I didn't dare to take it out to compete with her. She didn't hold back and said directly,

"Zhang Su Ning, your ears are freezing!"

He raised my hand and looked at it.

"Zhang Su Ning, so your hands are also frozen! It seems that we are in the same boat. Li Zhuhong, are you freezing?"

Li Zhuhong stretched out his fair hands and waved them as if to show off."

"Why are our hands freezing?"

After breakfast, I scooped some water into a bowl and washed it by the side of the pit. I didn't wash it with my hands, so I felt that it was still clean. Back in the office, Wu Aiting didn't take the bowl back to the dormitory. She sifted the water from the office bottle and drank some water. Then, she used the remaining hot water to wash the dishes. I thought, why didn't I think of that? It's easy to freeze your hands when you wash them in cold water. If you warm them up again, the pimples will come up. If he had been using warm water all the time, there would not have been too much of a difference in temperature. Perhaps he would not have frozen.

Just as I was thinking, Teacher Zhou came in. Wu Aiting walked over and asked Teacher Zhou,

"Teacher Zhou, look at my hands. They look like buns.”

Teacher Zhou took Wu Aiting's hand and looked at it. She said sympathetically,

"Frozen hands are caused by poor blood circulation, causing lumps to form on them. Then, they swell up and might even be frozen and ooze pus. I once saw a local recipe that said to boil dried chili in water and wash it in the morning and evening. Chili can promote blood circulation.”

Wu Aiting immediately said,

"Dried chili? Wouldn't it be spicy to death!"

He Peigan said,"

"The hospital seems to sell frostbite cream.”

Wu Aiting said,

"I bought it last year, but it's useless!”

At noon, Amelia ran to our dormitory again to talk to me.

"Brother Su Ning, I'll listen to you. Last night, she forced me to call her mom again. I said that I would only call her mom when no one was around. Guess what? She was so happy that she said she would buy me a set of clothes today. But I still can't say it."

I was still thinking of a way to treat my frozen hands. I decided to use the old-fashioned method that Teacher Zhou had mentioned. When I went back, I would get some dried chili. I replied absent-mindedly to Amelia,

"Just call her."

At this moment, Wu Aiting came over.

"Zhang Su Ning, I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to check on that girl for you. She's not bad. She doesn't look defeated. She's not deaf, she's not blind, her legs aren't lame, and she speaks well…Li Zhuhong, didn't you go too? Did you report to Zhang Su Ning? He is a salesperson of a supply and marketing cooperative. If he is a salesperson, he is a working-class person. If he is a working-class person, he is a big brother or big sister. We, the little intellectual, have to obey their leadership. Therefore, Teacher Zhou introducing you to a salesperson is because the working class thinks highly of you. Don't be ungrateful!……”

I stared at her and couldn't say a word. Where did she learn these words from? Why couldn't I say anything? Li Zhuhong moved his chair to Wu Aiting. Wu Aiting sat down and wanted to say something, but Li Zhuhong said,

"My Sister Wu Aiting, please spare us! Why don't you introduce one to each of us? You have so many female classmates, and you have good relationships. You can just…"

Wu Aiting interrupted Li Zhuhong,"

"You can introduce friends 'casually'? Look at you, Li Zhuhong. You're so handsome and suave. There are girls following you everywhere you go, and you still need us to introduce you?”

I had no interest in participating in their banter. That's right. He couldn't see through the woman introduced by others, and he didn't dare to confess to the girl he liked. Take Li Jiagui for example. They had clearly met halfway and had thought about a lot of things to say. When they really met, they could not remember a single word of what they had thought of.”The distance between us has widened by thousands of miles. No matter how hard we try, it will be difficult for us to get together. He had made up his mind to find her in the fighting ring, but when he reached the door, he suddenly changed his mind and comforted himself," She was still re-studying, so he didn't want to affect her. He would talk about it when he had the chance in the future…

"Isn't this the principal's niece? Why is she here?”

Wu Aiting interrupted my wild thoughts. Li Zhuhong said,

"Once the child is asleep, she will come over to play.”

Amelia was originally very talkative. After listening for a long time, she finally found an opportunity.

"I've admired Brother Su Ning since I was young. That year, when we were in the brigade's primary school treating patients with snail disease, he would bring us to play at night. Most of the time, we were herding sheep. He pretended to be the big bad wolf, and the other big brother pretended to be the shepherd. The one who often pretended to be a shepherd was Brother Peace. He could never stop you. After you caught us, you pretended to bite us. Later, the doctor came and said that he couldn't run around for treatment of snail fever. He was afraid that he might fall and break his blood vessels. You will lead us to play in the room. I remember that you have a very old deck of poker cards. You will teach us how to play cards. First, you will teach us how to play with a cart. We will slowly learn how to play. Then, you will teach us how to call seven, play seven, or 50K. I know how to play poker. It was you who taught us back then.”

There should be such things. When I was young, I especially liked to play poker. I had to experiment with all kinds of games. At that time, only Peace and I were older. We couldn't play together, right? By the way, he had not asked about peace. He asked Amelia if she knew.

"Amelia, do you know what Heping is doing now?”

Amelia heard a child crying and quickly got up and ran away. Wu Aiting looked at Amelia's back and said,

"Zhang Su Ning, you have a good relationship with the principal's niece?”

I sensed some meaning in Wu Aiting's words and said,

"We're from the same brigade. Actually, I didn't recognize her at first. It was only when she told me those things that I remembered. However, I still couldn't remember what she looked like at that time. Think about it, I was about fourteen years old at that time, and she was much younger, about ten years old. The companions we played with were all boys. Otherwise, she might have been similar to boys at that time. Otherwise, why would she play with us?”

I tried my best to make things clear, but I didn't know if I made it clear. Wu Aiting said,

"Aiya! I forgot about the water I was boiling! Don't tell me it burned the cup…"

Wu Aiting also ran away, leaving me and Li Zhuhong. Li Zhuhong said,

"If only you had chosen the house opposite Wu Aiting.”

I understood Li Zhuhong's meaning. She lives opposite the door and can visit every day. Now that she's a few rooms away, I'm sorry to visit. It should be said that Zhang Moxiong already had a girlfriend, and Lu Chuanjie was the most convenient. He could see Wu Aiting coming and going every day. Li Zhuhong seemed to know that she had exposed herself and continued,

"It's much more convenient to go in and out if we stay at the door.”

My mood was disturbed. I couldn't read anymore. I simply lay down in bed and thought about it. The blanket was very cold. Mother had made it out of coarse cloth, so it was very hard. It took a long time for it to warm up. I kept asking myself, do I love Li Jiagui or Wu Aiting? I repeatedly compared the two of them. Li Jiagui was still retaking his studies. I didn't know if he would pass the exam. If he didn't, he would have to go back to farming. Li Jiagui's eyes moved in front of me again, along with her two braids and some hair that was scattered in front of her forehead. This was a very heartwarming image. I immediately criticized myself. Do you not love her anymore just because she doesn't take the exams? How dirty your heart is! He thought about Wu Aiting again. She had big eyes, and when she spoke, she was carefree, fearless, and did not give in at all. He was not her match at all. I remembered that night when we went to visit Zheng Debin's house. I went first. She was afraid that I would be beaten up, so she asked a student to lead the way. What a sweet feeling! Especially when she was on her way back to school. She talked about light topics on the way. Also, every time she encountered something, she could give herself ideas and think of a solution. By the way, when she heard that Teacher Zhou was introducing a partner to her, her words were sarcastic. She seemed to be a little that way to Amelia today…

I didn't dare to think about it. What if Amelia wasn't just dissatisfied with Aunt, but also had that kind of intention? No, how old was she? It was impossible. Wu Aiting must have thought wrongly.

To be precise, I have never been in a relationship. At most, I have unrequited love for Li Jiagui. I only work with Wu Aiting and are more intimate with her. That's all. She goes to the gate almost every week. She must be meeting her boyfriend. How could she be interested in me? It's all wishful thinking!

He seemed to have figured out the problem. He was very focused in preparing for the lesson in the afternoon. He was very efficient and prepared for a lesson in a short time. The homework was also marked very quickly. In the morning essay class, I assigned the topic of the essay to be " My Teacher ". I wanted to see how the students in the class viewed their teacher. I didn't expect that most of them would write about how hard the teacher worked and how hard he worked to cultivate himself. They were all boasting. In the end, he picked out two articles. One was about Fu Guobing, and it was about the re-election of the class cadre to talk to him. He reflected on what he did not do well. This was a true story, but it was not profound. The other was Liu Sijia's. She wrote about how she was assigned to Class One, how she was elected as a labor committee member, how she was asked to stay for a chat with the teacher, how she was sent home, and the best part was the ending paragraph:

"Teacher disappeared into the darkness. Hu Jia and I were still standing there, but Teacher Zhang's figure became clearer and clearer in my heart.”

There were no compliments or fabricated feelings. It was just a realistic story. However, to this day, I still remember the last paragraph. It gave me a lingering feeling. I think Liu Sijia is really worth nurturing. I walked over to Wu Aiting and handed her Liu Sijia's essay."

"This essay is worth reading."

Wu Aiting glanced through it and said,

"She's not bad, but her math is not good.”

I threw myself on Wu Aiting's desk and said in a negotiating tone,

"Look at her math, can she still improve?”

Wu Aiting looked at me seriously this time, unlike before, when she looked like she was joking.

"I can improve a little, but I don't have much hope of improving by much.”

I said," It's good that you can improve." I turned around and asked Li Zhuhong about her foreign language.

"Without the exam results, we can't tell yet. When she was reading the text in class, she did not pronounce many sounds correctly.”

When I returned to my desk, Teacher Zhou took Liu Sijia's essay book over to look at it and said,

"This child's writing is more realistic. It's true feelings. His respect for his teacher seeped into his words. It's a good essay. However, it was not enough for students to only be good at Chinese. They had to be good at math and English as well.”

I know, I have to find a chance to encourage Liu Sijia. Let her learn every subject well, starting from Chinese. Ask her if she doesn't understand, and she'll definitely make great progress. She's so sensible and hardworking…I was just thinking about how to encourage Liu Sijia when she came to the office.

"Teacher Zhang, are we going to do a spring cleaning today?”

Only then did I remember what Director Ning had informed me about. I quickly said to Liu Sijia,

"Go to class and tell everyone not to leave. I still have something to say!”

Liu Sijia ran away. I followed her into the classroom and told the students not to go over to the construction site. They would be hit by bricks easily. I reminded them again about safety and asked Liu Sijia to arrange for a thorough cleaning. The students all wanted to go home as soon as possible. They would be done in a short while. After Liu Sijia finished her checkup, she closed the door and prepared to go home.

"I'll go with you."

I told her about the essay and encouraged her,

"Your essay is not bad. I showed it to the teachers in the office. They all said that it was well written and had true feelings. I also asked my math teacher and English teacher. They think you have great potential. As long as you work hard, you will make great progress.”

Liu Sijia walked with her head lowered. When she saw that I was done, she said,

"When I was studying at Qingji, the math teacher always took leave, and the English teacher often made mistakes. Please take a look at our mid-term exam results. Other than Chinese, which is barely passable, those two subjects are not good. Now that we've come to this good school and the teachers are all good, we're all very happy, including Hu Jia, who studies very seriously.”

I also know that a brigade runs a junior high school and a senior high school. The teachers themselves are only graduates of junior high school or senior high school. How can they teach well? I remember that when we were in our second year of high school, we asked a lot of questions about physics and chemistry. The teacher didn't understand, so he went to the middle school at night to ask for advice and then told us the next day. Thinking of this, I said to Liu Sijia,

"Your conditions are very good now. If you have any questions, you can go to the office and ask Teacher Wu and Teacher Li. They will answer you. As long as you study hard and ask questions, you will definitely improve very quickly!”

Sijia stopped in her tracks."

"Teacher, you don't have to send me off. It's still early. I can walk very fast alone. Thank you for sending me home last time."

I really stopped because I had already said what I wanted to say. I stood there and watched Liu Sijia leave with her school bag. She turned around and waved at me.

" Teacher, turn around."

I looked at the school across the Yangma River. When did I turn and when did I cross the bridge? I was only talking and had no impression at all.

The sound of " Wu-Wu " in the sky began to reach my ears again. Could it be that the cold wave was coming again?

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