The president has an appointment: the pretty wife is not allowed to escape

The blackboard is actually a black board, hanging precariously on the nails. There is no blackboard eraser, so we use a wet rag to replace it. A few tables, chairs and benches are crookedly placed on the uneven soil floor.

The village head explained that because the families with conditions go to the town twenty miles away to go to elementary school, the children of some families who are too poor in the village don’t go to school at all, and do farm work for their parents at home, so only a small part of children come to school.

There are very few children who come to class, and it is too difficult for the above to allocate funds, so everyone has no intention of running the school. The teacher teaches casually, and the children learn casually, so the school has become worse and worse over the years.

Seeing the cracks near the corner of the wall, Ning Xia agreed with the village chief.

However, she has always believed that the deep-rooted traditional thinking of the Chinese people is that no matter how hard it is, children cannot be educated, and it seems that there is no corner of assimilation.

"Then, where do your teachers come from?"

"How can there be any teachers? The teachers here are all farmers who have studied for several years when they were young." Speaking of this, the village head suddenly paused, looked at Ningxia and said, "Tell me, teacher, we really have a teacher here." Teacher Liang, like you, you are also from a big city, and you have been living here for more than ten years."

Ning Xia was very surprised, she didn't expect that someone would actually settle here, so when the village chief said that he would take her to meet him tomorrow, she agreed without hesitation.

At the same time, because of her chivalrous character, she volunteered to the village chief to teach English to the children in the village.

She officially started work in the afternoon. Seeing the childish smiling faces, Ningxia felt the blood rushing to her head, as if she was cultivating future pillars for the country at this moment.

Ningxia finally understands why so many people want to praise the teacher, comparing the teacher to a hardworking gardener and a selfless candle. At this moment, standing on the podium of the dilapidated classroom, she, a half-hearted teacher, really feels that she is shrouded in a holy light .

Children are very smart and eager to learn by nature, and Ningxia is a teacher who likes to mingle with children, so the two classes in the afternoon have a happy and lively classroom atmosphere.

After class, Ningxia simply assigned homework.

The children carried their parents' handmade schoolbags and waved to Ningxia one by one. Ningxia couldn't help but smile from ear to ear when they said goodbye to the teacher who was still childish.

She thought narcissistically, she is really qualified to be a teacher. If she can't get along in the company in the future, she will switch careers and devote herself to the education career, maybe she will have something to do!

Standing in the classroom and daydreaming for a while, Ning Xia went back with her textbooks in a good mood.

A good mood means a good appetite. Ningxia wanted to eat something human-eating today, so she discussed with the old lady and asked her to cook dinner.

The old lady was naturally embarrassed to let her tenant do it, but Ning Xia insisted, so she had no choice but to let Ning Xia go.

The old lady's daughter-in-law stood aside and said in a strange way, "A person from the city who doesn't touch the spring water with his five fingers, what kind of food can he cook?"

Ningxia was choosing dishes, but she didn't understand this woman's three-view thinking, and then she thought that most people have hatred for the rich, and maybe this woman's psychology is similar to the hatred for the rich. bias.

However, when the table was full of dishes, the old lady and her son ate heartily, and the old lady's daughter-in-law pounded the rice grains a little bit.

After the meal, the old lady's daughter-in-law rubbed her hands on her apron with some dish soap, and walked towards Ningxia in embarrassment.

Ning Xia asked with a smile, "Sister, what's the matter?

The old lady's daughter-in-law had a dark red face, and her voice was as low as a mosquito, "Sister, the dishes you cook are really delicious, can you teach me." Afraid that Ningxia would not understand, she continued to explain Said, "I only wanted to learn from the delicious food of the two of them."

Ning Xia has always been a talkative person, so he nodded immediately.

The woman gave a big smile, her white teeth looked particularly healthy, "Thank you, sister!"

Ning Xia smiled knowingly, this woman is still simple.

Because of the agreement with the village head, the village head took Ningxia to Mr. Liang's house after breakfast the next day.

The first time Ningxia saw Teacher Liang, she couldn't find a suitable word to describe it. How should I put it, even though she was wearing rough and simple clothes, she couldn't conceal the quiet temperament on her body, as if she was in the middle ages of Europe. The woman walking out of the oil painting here is quiet and elegant.

A poem describes, out of the mud but not stained, clean ripples but not demon.

Ningxia couldn't tell her real age, but judging from her calm and vicissitudes of life, she was at least in her 40s.

Teacher Liang is very friendly. When the village head explained Ningxia's intentions, she immediately warmly invited Ningxia to come in and pour tea and water.

Ning Xia looked around the hut where she lived, the windows were bright and clean, the bed was as tidy as new, and there were a few foreign books on the self-made bookshelf, Ning Xia sighed in her heart, she looked like a woman of extraordinary background.

Seeing that Ningxia's eyes couldn't stop, Mr. Liang smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "It's a bit rudimentary here, I'll make you laugh."

Her voice is deep and warm, very nice.

Ning Xia also replied with a smile, "Small or not, it's just a place to sleep, so what does it matter?"

Teacher Liang nodded appreciatively, "That's right, although this place is simple and the traffic is backward, but the folk customs are simple, and it is surrounded by mountains and rivers. At least in my eyes, there is no other place that can compare."

Ning Xia nodded, thinking that Teacher Liang really is a woman with a story.

She sighed in her heart, what kind of catastrophe did a woman who is so beautiful and exudes a strong scholarly atmosphere experience, and she sees through the world and comes here to live in seclusion.

Ning Xia originally felt sorry for her, but after noticing the naturally satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, she felt overwhelmed. Everyone has different pursuits, and perhaps this Mr. Liang's pursuit is this leisurely Nanshan life.

Ningxia chatted with her very well, and Mr. Liang obviously liked Ningxia, a lively and real girl, and the two of them chatted about life and the past, and the sun set before they knew it.

Teacher Liang glanced at the slowly setting sun and said, "Little girl, I feel that your heart is not here. You came here to avoid something."

Ningxia didn't shy away from it. Having nowhere to confide in the past few days, she couldn't help but open her mouth to this mother-like warm teacher, "Yes, I came here to escape from certain things, although I know that one day I will go Face it, but I chose to hide here."

Teacher Liang smiled, neither affirming nor denying, "Some things are indeed difficult for us to face, and it is a smart way to escape, but there is only one thing, one day you choose to face it, you have to force yourself to face it." brave."

Ning Xia thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "I see."

In the next few days, life in Ningxia was as peaceful as water. In a blink of an eye, it has been more than a week since she came to this small village. Apart from teaching the children English and playing games with the children, she would chat with Teacher Liang every day. It was a very leisurely time. .

On this day, Ningxia sat on the grass and still watched the children play. She looked at the stream and thought in her heart that she should go back.

After all, he couldn't stay here forever, Ningxia made up his mind.

In the afternoon, she was on her way to find the village head, and the village head happened to be looking for her in a hurry, "Girl, I finally found you."

"What's wrong?" Ning Xia asked suspiciously.

"Girl, did you offend some bad guy in the city!"

bad guy?Ning Xia didn't understand what the village chief was talking about, and shook his head blankly.

The village head couldn't control that much, and pushed her anxiously, "Girl, you are still confused, the mayors and county magistrates in the city have come aggressively, with a large group of people, and there are cars lined up Half a mile long, he said he came to find a girl, and he brought a portrait with him, isn't that you... Okay, girl, I don't have time to say much now, I've seen it all these days, I know you He is a very good person, so you should leave as soon as possible, and come back when you have time, hey no, you should not come back, in case you are caught by those bad guys again..."

Looking at the village chief's tearful appearance, Ningxia is completely at a loss as to what this is all about.

Ning Xia hurriedly grabbed the village chief's arm that was waving excitedly, and asked, "Village chief, what's the matter?"

Seeing her bewildered look, the village head couldn't help asking, "You, who did you really offend?"

Ning Xia shook her head firmly.

The village chief hesitated, and said to himself, "Could it be that those people are looking for the wrong person, and it's not you."

Ning Xia wanted to ask something more, when suddenly a voice came from one direction, the sound of a group of people walking around.

The man in the lead, with a black shirt, is a tall and familiar figure...

Ningxia was stunned.

He still came.

Lei He stood in place, and a group of high-ranking officials behind him saw the prince stop and looked at each other. After exchanging a few glances, they also stopped and dared not take a step forward.

Ning Xia looked at Leihe, he seemed haggard, his eyes were a little blue-gray and sunken, his beard was stubbled, and his shirt was wrinkled, as if he hadn't changed it for many days.

Looking at the weird and wonderful atmosphere in front of him, the village chief pretended to be a wooden man motionless like many supporting characters.

Suddenly Ningxia's eyes became moist, and then tears flowed out like a flood that burst a bank.

As soon as she cried, Lei He's heart twitched, and he stretched out his hand, "Ningxia...",

Ningxia's brain recovered.

Leihe came to look for her, but what face did she have to come to see him, she was already dirty...

Could it be that he came to Xingshi to inquire about crimes? It must be, otherwise he has no reason to come to her. He thinks she must be dirty. Fei, what right does she have to be with him, Ning Xia's heart is almost dripping with blood...

Ning Xia was thinking wildly, her heart seemed to be burning with raging flames, and reason gradually forced her to make a decision.

Ning Xia raised her hand to wipe away her tears, made a movement that no one expected, and ran in the opposite direction to Lei He...

Lei He's eyes sank, and he shouted angrily, "Damn woman, stop!"