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(One hundred and forty-seven) year after year

This year, after a stuttering, I finally got through it with difficulty. According to the practice, the factory started holidays on the 28th day of the 12th lunar month. That afternoon, because I was a little late, when I rode my bike to the county trade union, the cram school had already started. Because it was the last class before the holiday, I mainly commented on this exam. I came in and reported it, and quickly walked to my seat at the end of the classroom.

The test papers for this exam have been sent and placed on my desk. Instead of looking at the test papers first, I urgently picked up the score report and looked at the scores on it carefully, and my heart couldn't stop beating.

"Wu Ping, do you always say that you have a bad foundation? Why did you get better than me in the exam this time?" The fat man with a blushing face looked at my score report and said enviously.

"I come earlier than you every time I go to class and have never been late." Because I was happy and became very familiar with the fat man with red face, I couldn't help but tease him.

In the last class, our class teacher, Teacher Yu, came. She ranked the final grades of the classmates in the class and read them out one by one. I didn’t expect that my total score was the second in the class, and I felt really excited in my heart.

Teacher Yu praised me well in front of the whole class: "Look at Wu Ping, he comes to study in his spare time, and he has not finished junior high school yet. Now he can achieve such grades. Many of our classmates have been to high school, so why is their grades not as good as others? Everyone should reflect on it."

After school, Teacher Yu called me and asked me when I was going home. I told her that I was going to leave tomorrow. Teacher Yu told me regretfully that her father, Mr. Yu, wanted to ask me to sit at home. Teacher Yu said that the old man was not in a good position after winter, and was bored at home every day. Knowing that I was studying in her class, I wanted my daughter to invite me to chat. I respected Er Master very much and quickly said that I would come back after the festival and would definitely visit me and listen to the old man's teachings. Teacher Yu encouraged me again, which made me feel warm.

I returned to Xizhangzhuang and it was already 11 o'clock at night. Because I knew that my grades were coming out today, Sister Hong coaxed Xiaozhuang to bed and kept lying on the bed and reading books waiting for me. I was happy, but as soon as I entered the house, I deliberately looked dejected. Sister Hong's fragrant lips slightly opened, and her face changed when she looked at me.

"How was the exam?" Sister Hong's eyes looked like a torch and she sat up.

"Not ideal." I answered in a heavy mood.

"Show me the transcript." Sister Hong's face was flushed, and she urgently stretched out her two snow-like arms, and took the schoolbag I just took down.

"Mathematics scores 112 points, half of the additional questions are correct; Physics scores 110, all correct, chemistry scores 98 points... Didn't you do a good job in the exam? Why..." Sister Hong raised her face with confusion.

"No, I'm the second in the class, 7 points worse than the first." I pretended to be full of "worship" and looked unwilling.

"Okay - Wu Ping, you dare to lie to me!" Sister Hong lifted the quilt on her body, jumped up with her charming and lively body, and tied my arms tightly, raised her thin lips, and a big fragrant kiss on my cheek.

"I could have done better in the exam." Faced with Sister Hong's passion, I said with regret.

Sister Hong’s clear eyes were charming and charming: “Brother Wu Ping, Sister Hong was not wrong. Xiaozhuang and I have hope. I will reward you well tonight.”

Early the next morning, Sister Hong and I rode two bicycles, taking Xiaozhuang and the pitiful New Year goods to our house together. I still rode Senior Brother Xiao Cai’s bicycle, and I borrowed it from him for seven or eight years in a flash. The car has changed from new to old, but we have become a pair of good brothers who can talk about everything.

This year is a leap year. Although it is still in the twelfth lunar month, it is already the "79th" season. As the saying goes, "79th and 63rd, pedestrians on the road are putting their clothes on the plate." It is true that we are sweating all over the floor before we can ride more than ten miles on the canal.

The breeze is gentle, the sky is blue, and in the fields under the big weir, the wheat seedlings turn green, looking endless, like green waves. A few purple wild flowers blooming early in the early spring sway weakly and tenaciously in the green waves. Because Xiaozhuang's money for medical treatment has been settled, Sister Hong's mood has also improved during this period. We chatted happily all the way, and before we knew it, we were left behind dozens of miles behind.

We took a break twice during the journey, found a place to shelter from the sun under the Dayan, ate some food and drank some water. Because Xiaozhuang was about to be two years old, we had to consider weaning him. This time, Sister Hong made up her mind to keep Xiaozhuang at home for a while and not bring it back for the time being. Looking at Xiaozhuang's tender little face and listening to his simple and innocent murmuring, I felt a little reluctant to let it go. Although I had no blood relationship with Xiaozhuang, I brought this shit and peeing over, and had long been integrated into a strong family affection. After knowing his condition, I felt more pampering and pity for him.

When I passed by the village where Sanhong's family was located, I saw the tall western building from afar on the Dayan. At this moment, the western building had already been decorated with lights and the sound of festive firecrackers came from there. It seemed that they had already celebrated the festival in advance.

"What does this family do? The house is built in a very elegant way." Sister Hong looked over with my eyes and said with sigh.

"What are you doing? The village secretary, now my family opens a gypsum mine." I snorted without any worries.

"No wonder? Such people have made money in recent years." Sister Hong withdrew her gaze and said angrily.

"Do you know Xiao Meihua from our workshop? Her land was occupied by this family. I even found Yuan Yuan for this matter, but in the end I lost it, so I paid a little money." I said casually about Yuan Yuan, and my heart couldn't help but feel warm.

"How can I thank me? We will never repay her great kindness in our lifetime." Sister Hong looked at me, her eyes slightly red again.

"After the festival, let's take the time to go to the city. When will we find Yuan Yuan and thank her in person." I was afraid that Sister Hong would cry again, so I quickly comforted her. Recently, she has shed too many tears.

The weather was sunny and the journey was smooth. At noon, we were almost home. Sister Hong and I were in the same town (formerly called Commune), but they were separated by a Grand Canal and arranged on both sides of the canal. Most of the villages in my hometown, the Wu surname is called "Xiawuwa", and her village is where the Yin family lived for generations, so it is called "Dayinzhuang". When floods broke out in southern Shandong two years ago, it was blown up the western Dayan of the canal in order to divert floods. Sister Hong's "Dayinzhuang" suffered a disaster. After autumn, the water receded and the rice and corn were harvested for a season. Sister Hong saved money and helped her family for a whole year.
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