Classic of Yangma River
4 . The Beginning of Friendship

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4. The Beginning of Friendship

She went to bed at eleven o'clock, but she couldn't fall asleep. Li Zhuhong's thick hair and the way she nodded her head when she spoke were clearly visible in her eyes. Li Zhuhong, where are you now? I went to your parents 'house to ask, but there was no sign of your family. They all said they didn't know. I don't know who told me that you went to Changsha with your wife. When I passed by Changsha and got out of the station, I thought how good it would be if I met Li Zhuhong! Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, but what kind of delusion was that!

In the end, I still fell asleep in a daze and woke up in a daze. Looking at the time, it was already 6:11. He turned on his computer, went to the toilet, and prepared himself. He decided to write another article in the morning.

A week passed quickly. We exchanged our experiences in teaching. I completely imitated Teacher Zhou Huaxiu's lecture. Oh right, that day when she passed by the principal's office, no, the dormitory, she heard Teacher Zhou's lover, Teacher Sun, say to the principal,"

"My principal, please let me go! I'm old and homesick. I'm returning to my roots…"

The principal said,

"Please wait for a while. As long as I want to replace your people, I'll sign it. I'll sign it immediately!”

From then on, I knew that Teacher Zhou was going to be transferred back to the Elysium and felt reluctant to part with him. At that time, I even criticized myself. Was this the so-called " petty capitalist sentiment "? I asked Teacher Zhou every day what to do, what to do, and I actually went to Teacher Zhou's house. She was right next to Accountant Wang. However, at the door, her son was playing the guitar and her daughter was doing her homework. Everything was so beautiful that I didn't dare to disturb her, so I left.

On weekends and Saturday afternoons, the last class was arranged for the homeroom teacher. Mrs. Zhou said that safety education would be conducted on the weekends, and school would end one class earlier than usual. The children would easily play on the road, and the adults would be worried if they returned home late. They also had to assign some homework to consolidate their learning knowledge, and instructed them to come early on Monday for morning self-study.

When I returned to the dormitory after releasing the students, Li Zhuhong was still tidying up the bed and rummaging through the cabinets. I patted his back.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

He stood up, his face red and full of smiles. He was very excited.

" The principal talked to me today and asked me if I've learned any foreign languages…"

Before he could finish, I interrupted him anxiously and asked,

"What do you think?"

He scratched his head and said,"

" I learned it in high school. Although the technical school didn't offer foreign language classes, I bought a copy of Xu Guozhang's English for self-study…"

Before he could finish, I interrupted him again.

"What did the principal say?"

He held the edge of the bed with both hands and looked out the window.

"She asked me if I could take on the responsibility of teaching English in Grade One.”

I knew that he really wanted to teach a class. English was one of his so-called three main subjects. I asked him anxiously,

"How do you answer?"

He stopped smiling and said calmly,"

"Actually, I'm best at math and physics. Since the school lacks an English teacher and I've learned a little English, why can't I teach while learning?”

"So the principal asked you to teach Grade One English?”

"It hasn't been decided yet."

"Isn't Lu Chuanjie and that Chen Jiaying teaching the first day of junior high?”

"I don't know."

"Let's go. It's getting dark. Let's go together and talk as we go.”

Among the new teachers, only Zhang Moxiong had a bicycle, and Li Zhuhong walked. We locked the door. The sun shone through the gaps in the trees of the opposite house, telling us that the sky was going to be dark. We took big strides and walked along the Douzha highway towards the direction of the lake embankment. Li Zhuhong ran a few steps to catch up with me and said,

"Why are you walking so fast!"

I said,

"The faster you walk, the earlier you get home. I looked at the stone tablet by the road. It was engraved with the number '6', which proved that the distance between the lake embankment and our school was six kilometers. If I walked at my fastest speed, it would take me an hour to reach the lake embankment. Then, I would reach there. My house was at Shengyi, which was past Wanggang. It was about five kilometers away. I could walk six kilometers in the first hour, and only five kilometers in the second hour.”

He followed closely behind and said,

"Why did you say that you can walk six kilometers in the first hour, but you can only walk five kilometers in the second hour?”

So, I told him my own story.

It was the second semester of studying in a teacher's college. After the new year, my mother packed me with the fried noodles she had ground for me, a few sections of sausage, and a pair of cloth shoes she had made. I have to report to Jianli on the 14th. She remembered waking up very early that day and eating the four eggs her mother had cooked. She rushed to the waiting room and booked a ticket. The ship from Sha City had docked. When the ship arrived at Haoxue, it was already 8:30. I remembered that when my brother sent me to school in Jianli last time, he told me that I had to get to the roadside before 9:00. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to take the long-distance bus to Jianli in the morning. I would have to wait for the bus at 2:30 in the afternoon. So, I ran as fast as I could. As I ran, I recalled the routes I had passed twice. I didn't run the wrong way. However, when I reached the roadside, it was still too late. The car had already driven past, leaving behind a row of words-Jingzhou Long-Distance Coach... I took out the travel alarm clock that my brother had given me. I opened it and saw that there were still three minutes left. I walked to the roadside and asked the fried dough stick guy,

"May I ask if the long-distance bus from Jingzhou to Jianli has passed?”

That person did not even raise his head.

"That's the one I just drove past."

"Didn't you say nine o'clock? Why did you bring it forward?”

"How can it be so accurate? It's common for people to be a few minutes earlier or a few minutes later.”

I had to go back to the roadside and wait. It was not easy to wait until 2:30 in the afternoon. The car stopped, but it was full of people. A few people pulled the door and squeezed outside the car. One person climbed in through the window. I felt too scared. I ran a few steps after the car and stayed behind. I had to wait until tomorrow, and it was time to report for duty on the 15th. I went to ask the hotel staff how much it cost to stay for a night. They said it was 1.5 yuan. I thought, 1.5 yuan can buy two books. If I go to Jianli, I can save 1.8 yuan on the fare and buy four books. Therefore, I made up my mind. I swung my arm and slung my bag over my body. I took out my clock and calculated the time. In the first hour, I walked six kilometers. In the second hour, I walked five kilometers. I felt that it was not enough, so I sped up. In the third hour, I still only walked five kilometers. In the fourth hour, I only walked four and a half kilometers. When I reached Wangqiao, it was already dark and I was hungry. I wanted to walk into the town to eat something, but I suddenly remembered the fried noodles my mother gave me. So, I sat on the stone tablet by the roadside and ate fried noodles. When my mouth was dry, I leaned into the ditch by the roadside to drink water and eat a little sausage. From then on, I forced myself to move forward. Although I could only walk three kilometers in an hour, I still kept walking. Fortunately, it was the 14th. The moon was very big and the moonlight was very beautiful. It shone on me as I walked forward alone. My love for the moon and moonlight was confirmed that night. It was already five o'clock in the morning when they arrived at the Jianli Long-Distance Coach Station in Jingzhou. They could no longer move their legs, so they walked into the waiting room and sat on a chair to take a nap.

When they reached the embankment, Li Zhuhong said,

"It's already dark. Stay at my house for the night and go back tomorrow morning.”

I said,

"I'm used to walking at night. It's okay. Look, there's still the moon.”

He pulled my sleeve and said,

"My house is not far from the embankment. I still want to talk to you…Let's go!”

I could only submit.

He cut into the walkway next to the food processing plant and turned a corner. He pointed at the bungalow in the bushes and said,

"This is our home. Mom, there's a guest. This is my colleague, Zhang Su Ning."

I bowed as a salute and said,

"Hello, Aunt and Uncle. Oh, and hello to you too, little friend.”

Li Zhuhong held the girl's head and said,"

"Call me uncle. This is my nephew, my sister's daughter.”

The girl really stood up and said to me,

"Hello, Uncle."

I also replied,

"What grade are you in?"

"First year."

I said,

"Sit down and continue eating."

Soon, Aunt came with two bowls of rice and two pairs of chopsticks. Uncle brought over two chairs. Li Zhuhong said,

"Let's eat."

I didn't notice what Auntie was doing in the kitchen. After a while, she brought a big bowl of egg soup and handed the spoon to Li Zhuhong.

"Hong Er, scoop soup for your colleague.”

I quickly held Li Zhuhong's hand and said,"

"What's there to be polite about between us? I'll do it myself."

After eating, Li Zhuhong brought me some water and let me wash up first. He also finished washing up, then combed his hair in front of the mirror and said,

"Let's go out for a walk.”

I followed him out and walked to the entrance of the food processing factory. He said that this was the collective factory that his father had participated in. He could make dates, flower stems, biscuits, hemp fruits, and even cloud cake in the past. When it comes to cloud slice cake, I feel a sense of familiarity. It was the best pastry I had when I was young. I remember that when I was young, I was very delicious. I stole some scrap metal from the factory and sold it at the scrap recycling department. Then, I went to the non-staple food department to buy food. Now, I'm no longer drooling over anything delicious.

After walking around, a pungent smell wafted over. I asked,

"Li Zhuhong, what is this smell?”

He also fanned his nose a few times and said,

"The fertilizer plant is right outside the dam.”

I saw a violin box on his box and felt that it was very intimate. I asked,

"You can play the violin?"

He smiled and said,

"You know how to kill chickens!"

I knew he was being humble, so I begged him,"

"Can you play it for me?”

He naughtily raised his hand in salute.

"Understood!"

He opened the violin case, clamped the violin with his chin, and tested the bow on the strings. Then he looked at me and asked,

"What song do you want to listen to?"

I said without thinking,

"Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.”

He pulled it up, sobbing and complaining. He seemed to be pulling it better than Wan Huaping. I was immersed in the music, and so was he.

I said,

"You play really well!"

Looking at the clock on the table, it was already eleven o'clock. I said,

"Let's sleep. I have to rush back tomorrow morning and back to school at night.”

He slept inside while I slept outside. Just as I turned off the lights, he straightened up and asked me,

"If the principal wants me to teach English in Grade One, I'll teach your Class One, okay?”

I said without thinking,

"No problem."

Early the next morning, I got up quietly, dressed quietly, and opened the door without disturbing them at all.

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