Hello, 1983

Mr. Yang, your shoes are not good enough. We have dirt roads over there. You'd better change a pair of rain boots.

Liu Qingshan looked at the foreign-style leather sandals on the feet of the female volunteer teacher, and quickly reminded.

This female teacher is not only fashionable in leather shoes, but also very fashionable in her clothes.

A clean ponytail without the pin that was the era's signature.

Wearing a beige windbreaker, the windbreaker was obviously changed, and the waist was tucked in, which brought out the delicate curve of the body.

With a slender figure and a beautiful appearance, she is like a female star who just walked out of the calendar.

The most difficult thing is that this female teacher in her early twenties has a heroic temperament, which is relatively rare.

It's just the name. It still has the characteristics of the times. It's called Yang Hongying.

With Hongying in hand today, when will I tie Canglong!

Don't you have a bicycle here, I can sit in the back.

Yang Hongying spoke openly, very refreshing, without the shyness of most girls.

Moreover, Liu Qingshan noticed that her Mandarin has a strong Beijing accent, which should be from the capital.

Coming from such a big city to our small mountain village can't make people suffer.

If you can't stand crying, crying and shouting to go home, where can the dolls in the village go to find a teacher?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan reminded again: Mr. Yang, you have to prepare a raincoat, otherwise, we will throw mud from the car.

Brother-in-law's broken bicycle, the front and rear tiles are gone.

Let's go, let's go, you're young, how can you be like a mother.

Yang Hongying waved her hand, picked up a large grass-green bag on the stool, and took the lead out of the commune canteen.

Liu Qingshan was helpless, so he could only say goodbye to Secretary Sun and the others, and then chased out, with the sound of Secretary Sun's exhortation coming from behind him.

Qingshan, you must take good care of the teachers in the city!

They also saw that this young female teacher obviously had no experience in rural life.

This kind of situation is not unheard of before: teachers who support teaching often come excitedly, and go back crying after not teaching for two months.

I hope this teacher Yang can hold on for a few more months.

Mr. Yang, let's walk slowly.

After Liu Qingshan caught up with the person, he took the other person's bag and hung it on the handlebar.

Don't ride if you have a car? What a face to carry a beautiful big girl like me!

Teacher Yang patted the seat of the bicycle and continued: Can you do it, or else, I'll take you.

Come on, Mr. Yang, sit down first.

Liu Qingshan pushed his bicycle on the road, and there are gravel roads in more than two miles, barely able to ride a bicycle.

Considering that the other party was a girl, he was going to ask them to sit first, and then go up from the front beam on their legs.

Come on with you!

Yang Hongying pushed a bicycle, and when Liu Qingshan kicked up, she jumped into the back seat and grabbed Liu Qingshan's back jacket with one hand.

The teacher is very interesting and not hypocritical at all.

Liu Qingshan rode forward slowly, not forgetting to chat with Teacher Yang.

Soon, he learned that Mr. Yang is indeed from the capital, and he just graduated from college this year.

Mr. Yang, at your level, running our Jiapigou to teach children is a bit overkill.

Liu Qingshan felt a little puzzled, and intuitively told him that this teacher Yang might be hiding something.

Slap, his back was lightly patted, and Yang Hongying's shout came from behind: Where's the foreign worker, hurry up and ride!

Ride fast and throw mud.

As soon as Liu Qingshan finished speaking, there was a puddle in front of him, and the muddy water rolled up by the wheel of the car splashed the mud ideas of the two of them.

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Yang Hongying spat out the sand in her mouth,

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, complaining in his mouth, I don't know how to fix this broken road.

Are you alright, Teacher Yang?

Liu Qingshan wiped his face with his sleeve, and then quickly helped the handlebars.

Small meaning, when I climbed the snowy mountains and crossed the grass, I...

Just as she was talking vigorously, when she saw the little boy in front of her turning back and looking at her in surprise, Yang Hongying immediately blinked: I've heard it from Grandpa.

After she finished speaking, she tapped Liu Qingshan on the back again: Ride well, don't slip.

Liu Qingshan turned around, but his slightly undulating shoulders betrayed his snickering behavior.

Yang Hongying's embarrassed expression did not change, and she pretended to look around at the scenery: I said, it's not bad that you have green mountains and rivers here.

Hold on!

There was Liu Qingshan's hurried shouting from the front, and then the bicycle jerked upwards, then sank down, and fell into a puddle.

Unprepared, Yang Hongying was thrown straight off. Fortunately, she was relatively agile and landed on both feet. If she sat in a puddle, it would be bad.

However, the puddle was also half a foot deep, and all her leather sandals were soaked in it.

Raise one foot, muddy water accompanied by sand, rushing down, is this the green water you just said?

It seemed that she should still wear a pair of rain boots, and Yang Hongying suddenly regretted it.

Liu Qingshan also got out of the car. He had boots on his feet. Except for some mud splashes on his trousers, he was fine.

Seeing that Yang Hongying was a little embarrassed, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but ask: Mr. Yang, do you have any boots in your bag? Otherwise, do you wear my boots?

This is really not ready, except for the change of clothes, most of the bag seems to be snacks.

Yang Hongying thought for a moment, then shook her head and bit her lower lip: Let's go like this, when I was a child, I used to play in the puddle with bare feet.

So, the two continued on the road. Soon, the sand and stone road also came to an end. Looking at the dark concrete road ahead, Yang Hongying kept cheering for herself:

There is no turning back, Yang Hongying, you must go forward bravely!

Liu Qingshan also looked at the mudtangzi road in front of him and worried, but there were still bushes as tall as one person on both sides of the road. Otherwise, walking on the grass would be better than walking in the mud.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Qingshan said, Mr. Yang, I'm pushing you in the car.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yang Hongying pull up her trousers, and then walked forward with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Every time I took a step, the position under the ankle would sink into the muddy water, and when it was pulled up, it would make a popping sound.

Really a strong man!

In Liu Qingshan's heart, he has a little more respect for this teacher Yang.

Walking in the muddy water, every step was difficult, and soon, Yang Hongying's forehead was sweating.

She took out the handkerchief and wanted to wipe it, but the handkerchief was also full of muddy water. It was estimated that the more she wiped it, the more dirty it became. She simply followed Liu Qingshan's example and wiped it with the sleeve of the windbreaker.

Mr. Yang, take a break and drink some water.

Liu Qingshan from behind greeted him. He was pushing a bicycle and hanging a large bag, which was also not easy.

It's okay, it's okay!

Yang Hongying waved her hand without turning her head back, still murmuring: It is difficult to travel, it is difficult to travel, there are many divergent roads, where are you today? There will be times when the wind and waves will break, and the sails will be lifted straight to the sea!

Whoops!

She was still full of pride just now, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Hongying felt like crying.

The leather sandal on her right foot was stuck in the mud pit, and the strap on it was broken. At this moment, her bare right foot was stepping in the muddy water.

Although wearing socks, what can nylon socks do?

In a fit of anger, she simply took off the other sandal, carrying a shoe in each hand, bare feet, shoving it in the mud, and the speed of progress was getting faster and faster.

Mr. Yang, you should wear my boots first.

Liu Qingshan shook his head, pushed the car, trotted, and chased after him.

Kankan chased after her, and she heard Yang Hongying scream, her body suddenly fell, and she sat directly on the ground, with mud and water splashing all over the place.

I……

Yang Hongying raised her hands, which were dark and covered with mud, ticking down.

Don't look at it, you must be like a mud monkey, when have you ever been so embarrassed?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved, and she couldn't help but feel sad. She sat in the muddy water with her arms on her knees, her head was buried, and she burst into tears.

Looking at the helpless girl in the muddy water, Liu Qingshan secretly recalled that in his memory, there was no impression of Yang Hongying at all.

Counting the time, he should have gone to high school in the county seat, and this teacher Yang, I am afraid that he has retreated in spite of difficulties, and has not been to Jiapigou?

So Liu Qingshan put up the bicycle, crouched down in front of her, and said calmly, Mr. Yang, if you want to go back now, I will respect your choice and send you to the commune to return to the world that originally belonged to you.

After thinking about it, he added: After all, life in this small mountain village is really hard.

But in Liu Qingshan's heart, he whispered silently: But, everything will get better soon!

Yang Hongying raised her head, and in her hazy tearful eyes, she saw the young man's calm face and complicated eyes.

There is pity, and there is regret, but there is no resentment at all.

At this moment, the thought that she originally wanted to give up was immediately thrown into the clouds by her.

Yang Hongying wiped her eyes vigorously: No, I won't go back, you can live here, why can't I?

After she finished speaking, she stood up stubbornly, and swore in her heart: From now on, I will stop crying and never back down!

However, the slight tingling pain from her feet made her feel unbearable. She quickly grabbed Liu Qingshan's shoulder and lifted one foot into the air, mixed with muddy water and red blood dripping down with it. fall. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Mr. Yang, you are injured, hurry up and rest!

Liu Qingshan hurriedly bent over to support the opponent's body, checked it, and saw a wooden thorn deeply pierced into the opponent's sole.

Anyway, his body was already dirty, so he supported Yang Hongying and sat on a small high slope by the side of the road, and quickly dealt with the wound.

Liu Qingshan looked around the ditch, but fortunately he found a pile of horse manure bags.

I picked one that seemed to be almost mature, tore the skin, and it turned out to be a khaki powder inside.

Pulling out the thorn, a stream of bright red blood flowed out, Liu Qingshan hurriedly pressed the horse dung bag onto it.

This powder has anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving effects, which is better than anti-inflammatory powder.

When people in the village are injured and make a hole, they will take pictures of the powder in the horse manure bag, and they will be fine in a few days.

When the blood stopped, Liu Qingshan brought the bag again and asked Yang Hongying to find out if there was anything to bandage the wound.

After searching for a long time, Yang Hongying could only take out a silk scarf and asked Liu Qingshan to help wrap her feet.

At this point, she no longer insisted, and sat on the bicycle obediently. If she was stubborn again, it would only add to the chaos.

Looking at the teenager pushing a bicycle beside her, trudging through the muddy water, her messy mood suddenly calmed down: Maybe, this is really the right choice.

Then she heard that the boy in front of her sang in a weird tone, as if it was a song that had just become popular in the past two years.

I've heard of it, I haven't seen it, twenty-five thousand miles.

Some say it is not done, how do you know it is not easy.

Head down, walk forward, find myself...

Yes, find myself!

A bright smile appeared on Yang Hongying's dirty face.