After transferring to another school, I was at the same table as the school girl who had a crush on

Lao Zhang is 58 this year.

After being a national cog all his life, he struggled for half his life, and was frustrated for half his life. When he retired with only two years left, Lao Zhang looked down on dreams of honor and the like.

When a monk strikes the clock for a day.

In the morning, the yamen is on the clock, at noon, there are two or three classes, and at night, I go home to walk the birds and play with the cats, waiting to retire and enjoy the happiness.

Life, isn't it happy?

Six o'clock in the morning.

The alarm clock woke up Lao Zhang.

His wife brought him autumn clothes and long johns, put on a thick vest, and brought a thermos cup soaked in wolfberries. Lao Zhang rode on his bicycle, slipped his feet, and came to Shangxi High School, hitting today's clock up.

06: 30.

The school was still dark, and there was a damp chill in my breath.

"Mr. Zhang, it's quite early today."

"As I get older, I feel less, there is no way."

He greeted the porter with a smile, and Lao Zhang received an extra message when he entered the campus.

——The school was cut off again today.

"The power grid in this broken place should also be improved."

Expressing the same emotion for the [-]st time, Lao Zhang got out of the car slowly and parked the bicycle in the shed.

Six o'clock in the morning in early winter.

The first ray of sunlight was still pressed under the eastern skyline, and the air was as humid as if it had just been taken out of a refrigerator, exuding thick water vapor, making people's teeth chatter with the cold.

It was so early, and the school had a power outage, so the students probably didn't even wake up.

Lao Zhang was thinking while walking on the playground.

As people get older, their bones become loose. If you don’t find a chance to move around when you get up in the morning, you will feel like a piece of waste paper that hasn’t been stretched throughout the day.

Crumpled.

The Eastern Venus was shining in the distance, and Lao Zhang took two steps slowly.

A shout came from the Heiququ stands: "Mrs. PBlackmissedabeefbag. The gerund must be used as the object after it."

That moment.

Old Zhang's heart stopped beating.

Standing on tiptoe and reaching for his head, looking into the stands, Lao Zhang found a swarthy back of his head reading English while hiding in the stands.

——Fortunately, I took my blood pressure during the physical examination this year, and the parts can still be used for a few years.

Lao Zhang thought.

Silently staying away from the head in the stands, Lao Zhang decided to walk around the playground without turning for the time being.

He walked less than 100 meters, and suddenly saw a white-clothed figure with long hair and no feet under the basketball hoop...

Old Zhang Haoxuan covered his heart.

The figure turned his head, looked at Lao Zhang, and shouted in surprise: "Mr. Zhang? Why did you come to school so early today? Is it time for early self-study?"

It took a long time for Lao Zhang to return to his heart, and he said slowly: "The playground in the community is being renovated. I have nothing to do in the morning, so I come to the school playground in advance if I have nothing to do."

"What about you? What are you remembering?"

That head said: "I'm reading English grammar, it's quieter outside."

Lao Zhang stretched out the length of three sentences in one sentence, and said slowly: "Study hard, the monthly exam is coming soon, get a good grade in the exam."

——He has a physical examination this year, how many years can the parts be used?

2 minute later.

Old Zhang Zhengmei was listening to the storytelling, and doing stretching exercises carefully.

Suddenly a person popped out from the bushes: "Teacher, can you help me find out what this sentence means? I have never known where the points are deducted for this question?"

Lao Zhang staggered, and there was only one thought in his mind:...

——Did I measure my blood pressure during the physical examination this year?

After Lao Zhang held a flashlight and spoke to the Chinese and classical Chinese test paper, it was almost dawn.

Lao Zhang asked curiously: "You all get up so early? What time do you go to bed? Do you have enough sleep time?"

Lei Tiantian smiled and said, "None of us stay up late. After getting enough sleep, getting up early to study is more efficient. There are not many days left for the college entrance examination, and we are used to it."

Lao Zhang chuckled: "Then you should study hard, study hard."

After doing this three times, when he walked to the English corner and was interrupted by another student's high-pitched English voice, Lao Zhang was actually used to it.

He just stroked his heart and recalled it habitually.

——Have you had your physical examination this year?

When he was called out for the last time and looked at the twelve or thirteen flashlights popping up in the corner of the campus, Lao Zhang smiled and laughed, and suddenly his eyes became hot.

The wind is so strong today that people's eyes are covered with haze.

The air quality in Shangxi really needs to be cured.

And this group of children, it's time to make a small fuss tomorrow.

Some relationships should be used and used, otherwise, when I retire, I will not be able to find them.

Children who work hard are so annoying.

creak.

The old anti-theft iron door was pushed open, and the deserted air that had not been lived in for a long time rushed in.

Li Qing changed his shoes and went into the room, opened the window for air, turned around and saw a pair of black and white portraits in the middle of the case.

The man is handsome and handsome, with a wide smile.

The woman is soft and gentle, gentle and affectionate.

After replacing the apples and pears on the table, he twisted a stick of incense and lit it, and put it in the small incense burner. Li Qing picked up a rag and wiped it gently along the eyebrows of a man and a woman.

"Old man, you should have received it from Mommy. The money I burned for you last time has also been received."

"The college entrance examination is coming soon. In the last few mock exams, my grades have improved very quickly. Teacher Shang has already said that my grades in Tsinghua University are pretty sure. Old man, you didn't get into Tsinghua University back then, you are not as good as me. "

"Mum, you can't speak for the old man."

Li Qing's eyes were bright and gentle, and she said proudly: "Teacher Shang has already said that I am better than the old man."

"I haven't lived in this house recently, it's too far from the school, and it's too inconvenient to go to and from school every day."

"You don't have to worry about me anymore. I'm not alone anymore. Mom, you have seen him too. He is a very good person. We are together and have a good life. "

The window was open, and the wind with the smell of oily smoke came in in the winter evening, and brushed the gentle faces of a man and a woman. Li Qing lowered his head, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and said shyly and seriously.

"As good as you."

……

Outside.

Shang Yang was wearing a thick white bomber jacket and ripped jeans. He was leaning against the wall with one foot raised against the wall, pinching his nose and flipping through an English grammar book.

The setting sun fell from the side, casting his handsome and handsome shadow.

"Brother Shangyang, why are you here?"

At the entrance of the corridor, Little Luobotou, who was carrying a big Ultraman schoolbag, looked up at Shang Yang.

In half a year, he still didn't grow taller, he looked like a malnourished carrot, but his face was even redder by the wind.

Since Shang Yang helped him buy a complete set of student dictionaries, Little Luobotou became very enthusiastic about Shang Yang.

—Probably no thanks.

Shang Yang raised his head, closed the book, and smiled: "Primary school is over?"

"Yeah." Little Luobotou puffed out his chest, "It's the final exam, and I got No.2 in this exam."

Shang Yang understands that this kind of primary school students are eager to prove themselves, so he hurriedly said: "Take a good test, and strive to be the first in the test next time. Your brother Li Qing is No. 1 every time."

The little radish pouted, its head drooping.

—Compared with brother Li Qing, who can compare.

Little Luobotou quickly adjusted: "Brother, I heard from grandma that you are going to take the college entrance examination?"

Shang Yang teased him: "Children, do you know what the college entrance examination is?"

"I know. I will be in the fourth grade next year, and I got No. 2 in the exam!" Little Luobotou emphasized his grades, looked up at Shang Yang, "I still have to take the Tsinghua University exam. Grandma said, Li Qing My brother will definitely be able to pass the Tsinghua University exam, and I want to be like Li Qing's brother."

"Brother Shangyang, do you want to take Tsinghua University too?"

Shang Yang smiled: "Of course. I want to be with your brother Li Qing."

"Oh." Little Luobotou obviously didn't understand what it meant, and drooped his ears again, "Tsinghua University is so difficult to take the exam, I don't know if I can pass the exam."

Shang Yang wanted to tease the child again, thinking about the idiom dictionary, but his tone softened, and he rubbed the child's hair.

"Those who pass the exam, work hard from now on, everything is possible."

"My brother is waiting for you at Tsinghua University."

The anti-theft iron door made a sound of pulling.

The old lady at the opposite door came out with a garbage bag and reading glasses, hunched over: "Xiao Li, are you back? Hey, you're not Xiao Li..."

She held her glasses, squinted her eyes for a long time, and then smiled suddenly: "Hey, Xiao Li, what have you eaten recently, why have you gained weight again? This is at least twenty catties less fat."

"Fater is better, fatter is better, healthy,"

Shang Yang: ...

Little Luobotou argued for Brother Shangyang: "Grandma, this is Brother Shangyang, don't admit it wrong."

"Haohao, you're back. The rice is in the pot." The old lady was deaf and spoke very loudly, and said to Shang Yang, "Xiao Li, would you like to have dinner at my house? Grandma made braised pork today."

"By the way, Xiao Li, why did your face change?"

"It's not as good as it used to be."

Little Carrot Head: ...

Shang Yang: ...

"Grandma." Li Qing came out of the door, with gentle eyebrows and clean eyes, like a high school student in an idol TV series.He laughed: "Grandma, he doesn't eat at your house. We also have braised pork at our house."

The old lady said: "If you don't eat meat, you don't eat meat."

Li Qingsu took the trash bag from the old lady's hand and said, "Hao Hao, bring your grandma in, I'll take the trash with you."

Little Luobotou said loudly: "Okay."

Little Luobotou pushed grandma in.

Li Qing took the garbage bag and went out.

Shang Yang stuffed his hands in his pockets nonchalantly, and said sourly: "Have you got all the clothes? You won't be going back to your mother's house every few days, right?"

"Take it." Li Qing corrected with a smile, "Also, this is called the in-law's house."

Shang Yang's eyes widened: "Okay, you won't be able to rent a house for three days! How dare you try to usurp the throne! Li Xiaoqing, you're called the Chicken Sichen!"

"Brother Shang, you actually know this idiom? Old Zhangtou is about to wipe his tears away. He went to school for morning exercises two days ago, but he was frightened by our classmates."

"Li! Xiao! Qing!"

Under the bloody sunset, they were drawn out of long shadows, walking briskly.

The old lady's voice was faintly picked up by the wind: "Hey, did I get dazzled just now? Why are there two Xiaoli? One is gaining weight and doesn't look good?"

Little Luobotou shouted from behind: "Brother Li Qing, brother Shang Yang, come on for the college entrance examination, I believe you will be admitted to Tsinghua University."

Li Qing turned his head and smiled nicely.

With his head resting on the burning clouds in the sky, Shang Yang waved his hands chicly, smiling warmly under the setting sun.

"Little kid, I'm waiting for you at Tsinghua University."

Little boy, I hope that ten years from now, you will still remember this sentence.

I remember that a brother once promised to wait for you in Tsinghua University.

Generation after generation, youth itself is a legacy.

slam-la-

The shower was turned on, and thousands of hot water lines sprayed down from the top of the head. Under the snow-white light, thousands of shining light spots were splashed.

"Tan Tang Tang - Li Xiaoqing, do you want to murder your husband?"

Shang Yang sat under the shower, his legs crossed like a grandfather, and he pretended to scream.

Li Qing frowned, carefully studied the water temperature, and made a serious decision: "This temperature is pretty good, I've adjusted it ten times, if you're not satisfied, I won't wash it for you."

Shang Yang resentfully shut his mouth.

Because of a previous car accident, Shang Yang suffered from habitual dislocation of his arm.

When the two were fighting on the bed last night (mainly because someone acted coquettishly), Li Qing lost control of his strength for a moment and pulled Shang Yang's arm and dislocated it.

Although the arm was quickly connected, he didn't even go to the hospital.

But from that day on, Shang Yang claimed to be a wounded person, and used it to seek many improper benefits.Today he even asked Li Qing to wash his hair even more loudly.

His bad behavior is really shocking.

Li Qing is a serious person, even if he washes Shang Yang's hair, he still has a stern face, squeezes shampoo on Shang Yang's head, makes a snow-white foam, and then moves three times left and right three times at a constant speed.

Full obsessive-compulsive disorder state.

Speaking of which, after Shang Yang shaved his head, his short hair has a layer of stubble, which feels like a kiwi fruit, which feels weird to the touch.

Li Qing thought about it, then touched and touched...

Touched and touched.

"Li Xiaoqing, are you playing with my head behind my back again?" Shang Yang sensed the change vigilantly, "I warn you, if you touch my hair again, I will tickle you..."

Li Qing calmly said: "Nothing."

"But I feel you touch it!"

Li Qing seriously denied: "No, you feel wrong."

Shang Yang didn't want to rest assured, he raised his eyelids and looked up.

Li Qing was wiping a big lump of shampoo bubbles in his hand, although he tried his best to keep his face serious, he still couldn't hide the narrow smile at the corners of his eyes and ran out.

Shang Yang changed his face in an instant, and roared: "I! Just! I know! I know!"

Li Qing finally couldn't hold it anymore, and bent over laughing hahaha: "Brother Shang, after you shaved your hair, you really look like a braised egg with hair, hahahahaha."

'Long-haired marinated egg' Shang Yang took the shower and roared revenge at Li Qing.

"Li! Xiao! Qing!"

"You! It's over! It's over!"

As a result of the water fight in the bathroom, both of them were drowned.

In order to prevent colds, and at Shang Yang's strong request, the two took a bath together.

Ever since, a strange conversation took place in the bathroom.

"Brother Shang, did you not wear long johns when you went out today?"

"No, I wear it."

"Obviously not!"

"You read it wrong."

"Brother Shang, Mr. Shang specifically told you that you must wear long johns in winter. Before you go out tomorrow, I will check it. If you don't wear long johns, you won't be allowed to go out, uh uh..."

The sound of water stains intertwined in the air.

……

After half an hour.

A triumphant voice announced: "...They said I don't have any, you heard me wrong!"

Who is the handsome school grass wearing long johns?

In the ward.

at dusk.

A slightly cool wind blows from the depths of the sky, and the sound of car horns and children's play can be heard from a distance.

Shang Houde, who had just finished chemotherapy, stared out the window for a long time.

Aunt Lu stepped forward and closed the window: "Mr. Shang, shall we have dinner?"

Shang Houde still looked at the window: "Yes."

Aunt Lu knocked down the small table on the hospital bed, took out the lunch box, arranged porridge and side dishes with less salt and less oil, and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Shang Houde.

Shang Houde ate half a bowl of rice and put down his chopsticks.

Aunt Lu persuaded: "I ate this yesterday, let's eat some more."

Shang Houde shook his head politely.

Aunt Lu tried hard to persuade her to fail, and handed over half a bowl of ham and said, "Mr. Shang, Yangyang found this for you today. I specially called today to remind me to add it to you."

Shang Houde ate another two or three yuan in silence.

There is still more than half of the meal left.

When tidying up the table, Aunt Lu sighed inwardly.

"It's rare to eat a lot after chemotherapy." Aunt Lu packed up her things, peeled a banana, and sat next to Shang Houde, "Teacher Shang, you are a teacher and a cultural person, and I am a Ordinary rural women can't speak those big truths in front of you."

"But I know one thing, it's better to die than to live. Wu Zetian is 67 years old, and he can still be the emperor. When I was in my 30s, the man died. At that time, I felt that the sky was falling. I haven't survived it yet." , sent my daughter to college. If I don’t make it through, how can I see such a good day today.”

Shang Houde listened silently, without saying a word.

Aunt Lu muttered to herself again, "No matter what, the disease can be overcome. Everything will be fine. I heard from the doctor that your disease is not malignant. If the operation is successful, the 20-year survival rate will be [-]%. Very tall, there are people who can live for ten or twenty years..."

Shang Houde remained silent.

Shang Houde bowed his head in silence.

"Teacher Shang, think about Yang Yang and Xiao Li, their grades are so good, they will be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the college entrance examination soon. They are such good children.

"They still want you to look after them and grow up."Don't make them sad. "

After a long silence, Shang Houde said softly: "Sister Lu, I understand."

"I know what you said."

Finally, he repeated it very low and low: "...I know."

Aunt Lu tilted her head and wiped her tears with the back of her hand: "It's good to know. I'll take out those unwanted things for you."

She found out the bottle of sleeping pills under Shang Houde's pillow and took him out of the ward.

Shang Houde watched her move silently, but didn't say anything after all.

thump—

The door to the ward is closed.

Shang Houde closed his eyes, a tear dripped from the corner of his eyes.

——It seems to be liberated and reborn.