My Star Teacher

The fellows carrying food are very enthusiastic.

One after another rushed in front of the writers.

"Guest, what do you think of my old hen, I just got it from home, rest assured, I raised it, absolutely not sick!"

"Guest, do you think my bacon is not bad? I have always been reluctant to eat it."

"Look at my ham, it's delicious, let's order it!"

"..."

Many writers looked at each other, and some of them were uncomfortable by the enthusiastic fellows.

Also remembering how long he said at the beginning, afraid of being pitted, a writer weakly asked: "How much are these...?"

The villagers were stunned for a while, and then someone said, "It's all from our own home, and we don't know the price. Let's watch it."

Look at it?What's going on?

In this way, writers are more worried about being pitted. What if you finish asking for food in the end?

"There must be a price for our own things, and we are not sure about it. It will easily cause misunderstandings when there are more or less. Then you should give a price."

The fellow thought that this was indeed the case, so they quoted one after another.

"My old hen weighs 4 pounds, so you count 20 pounds."

"My grass carp has 3 pounds, 6 yuan a pound."

"Bacon 20."

"Ham 30."

The fellows have offered their quotes, and all the writers' hearts are put down. The fellows are still very honest, there is no sky-high asking price, on the contrary, they are very cheap.

Can you buy 20 yuan a pound of pure domestic chicken outside?Want to buy bacon for 22 yuan?The ham actually only bought 30 yuan?This is the cost price.

A writer thinks that fellows are selling a little cheaper, "fellow, your price..."

The fellows startled, thinking that writers felt expensive.

"Guest, is it expensive, then we can make it cheaper, my old hen counts you 18..."

"No, it's not." The talking writer waved his hands again and again. "It's not that it's expensive, it's because we think it's too cheap. You can't lose money if you sell like this."

This is where the fellows came to understand, "Hey, what is cheap or not, these are our own things, chickens and ducks are raised from our own homes, bacon and ham are also marinated by our own pigs, and the fish are also made by the pond. , There is nothing to lose."

The simple villagers are very real.

"That line, that's all a bit, we all have to."

The fellow villagers rejoiced and said cheerfully, "Okay, okay, we will get the kitchen for you to clean up."

A group of people went to the kitchen with their own things, and Ye Guang waited for others to sit and wait.

It didn't take long for a fragrant dish to start serving.

It's a very simple farm cooking method. There are not many kinds of spices, but the ingredients are natural and delicious, but it makes everyone eat heartily.

Several fellows have been waiting in the ancestral hall to watch the lively chats. The writers invited them to eat together several times. The fellows are exquisite and say that they are prepared for the guests. They can’t go to the table to take advantage of it. The temptation finally ate with everyone.

The old stubborn is also there. He also drank a few sips with some fellows who accompanied some good wine writers.

The wine is also a sorghum wine brewed by a fellow villager. The taste is mellow and not bad.

Ye Guang did not drink, he was basically drunk.

The dining table is a good place to open the topic. Although the villagers are not well-educated, it is also very eloquent to drink two sips at the table, and it is very hot to eat after a meal.

Some writers couldn't help being curious, and asked why there were no dead people in Murakami who hung Bai Ayasu, as well as candles on the god stage and paper money on the brazier on the ground.

The old stubborn man drank some wine, and the conversation box was opened. It was not a secret thing that could not be said, and the matter was originally said.

"Today is Dingya's annihilation day." The old stubborn look came with sadness, "Since the guests asked, I will talk about it, Dingya is called Lilac. It turns out that a teacher from our village has always been Teach our children in the village, that girl is clever, sensible, and cultural, and everyone in the village loves her. Speaking of this, Lilac girl is a hard-working child, and she doesn’t know where she came from. I knew it was a person from the north. The big girl in her early twenties spent seven years in our village. All her good youth was consumed by the children in our village, good people."

The old stubborn said tears in his eyes, and the fellow fellows who accompanied the wine also looked sad. "It's us who can't bear people, our poor country, there is no place where we can go to school. I have no patience to leave the children to teach, it takes so many years to consume. Unfortunately, this good man God does not take care of it, last year this girl suddenly got a serious illness, our big guy gathered money to send to the hospital, a check It’s amazing, late cancer, a good girl, it’s gone."

It’s easy to be sentimental when you’re older, and the old stubborn head is talking and choking with tears, “What a good boy, what a good person, it’s gone, it’s gone, and after the kid is gone, we I don’t know where she was calling, where is her family, you can’t do a letter to his family, so I buried him on the back hill, everyone remembers her, today is her day of death, so the big guys White damask was hung on the door and window of the room, I hope he can see it in the sky and know that we are still concerned about her."

The writers listened to the old stubborn head while choking and talking about the lilac, and they were also infected by his emotions, and all looked sad.

Yeguang felt something in her heart. A girl in her twenties turned to a small village as a teacher, staying for seven years, and finally dying in a strange mountain village. There really are such selfless devoted people in this world.

Dedicated to youth, devoted a lifetime.

Old Stubborn's words are still very simple, and they can't describe much, but the few paragraphs of words made Ye Guang immediately admire the girl named Lilac.

"Today is her day of abstinence. In the afternoon, all the men, women and children of our village must go to the mountain to see her, weed and weed her grave and add a handful of new soil."

Ye Guang put down the chopsticks in his hand. He was not too full, but he was not interested in eating. "Uncle, can you take me with me this afternoon?"

The old stubborn stunned, "Are you going?"

Ye Guang nodded, "Yes, I want to go too. Teacher Lilac is a good teacher and deserves admiration. I also regret her encounter. I didn’t see him before my death, but I also want to visit her and give her a joss stick. ."

Some writers should also respond, "I go too, I go too."

"We all want to go."

Many writers responded one after another, and they also wanted to see the selfless and dedicated teacher and worship at her grave.

The old stubborn did not hesitate, nodded immediately, "Okay, okay, you are willing to see that girl is naturally good, I believe that Lilac girl in the spirit of the heavens will be very happy to see so many of you big writers worship her."

A person with a noble personality always admires him.