Text/Lu Renyi

one

When the distant mountains swallowed the sunset, the white clouds suddenly changed color, just like Lao Wang's red face.

"What didn't reflect to you just now? Just to be honest, the salary of front-line teachers is too low. I hope that leaders can understand their difficulties, sympathize with the people and appropriately improve the welfare of teachers. At this time, it is only 1000 yuan a month. How can they live? Look at the employees of other units, how high the treatment is! "

Lao Wang is a little bored. He didn't expect that his heartfelt words were exchanged for the great anger of the leaders.

"You have the ability to transfer to a well-paid unit!" The sound resounded through the sky.

"I think you are the principal of a school and can be considered for everyone; Moreover, reflecting the problem to you is also a trust and respect for you. Why are you so angry? "

Lao Wang couldn't stand his contemptuous eyes and walked out of the office quickly.

Standing at the back of the school, I took a deep breath and slowly calmed my anger.

Red clouds in the sky, like tigers, horses and wolves, rushed forward one by one. Do you want to bite off the head of the distant mountain?

Lao Wang gave a wry smile and wandered around the school wall. After a while, it was time for evening self-study again.

On the wall of the bluestone courtyard, a piece of cement draws an irregular figure along the irregular stone outline. A big chunk, a big chunk. From a distance, it looks like a big blackboard filled with children's stick figures. Lao Wang looked at it with great interest. Well, it's not bad. It's quite creative! He seems to have forgotten his unhappiness.

Suddenly, a tree grew on the stick figure in front, which surprised Lao Wang.

This is a tree that grows out of a crack in the cement. It's short, only a foot high at most. Can't see its roots, the trunk is as thick as a thumb and straight up; A few leaves are sparsely open at the top, trembling slightly in the autumn wind.

Lao Wang gently stroked its roots and sighed: Without a little soil and a drop of water, you can survive! Rare!

two

After studying at night, Lao Wang dragged his tired body home.

It is quiet at home. My son has fallen asleep. Also, it's past ten, so it's time for bed. Originally, Sunday was a good time for him to relax. However, his mother asked him to learn English in the morning and Olympic Mathematics in the afternoon. Finally, I finished a mountain of homework assigned by my teacher on Saturday, and I ran around my English math teacher's house today. Lao Wang felt distressed. Now, children have no childhood! The banyan tree beside the pond, cicada singing, is simply a legend! He wants to persuade his wife to give the children some free time! Give your child a good memory! Don't let your child's memory be as desolate as a wasteland! His wife's words made him speechless: In China now, in our family, if children are not allowed to suffer, will there be a bright future?

Put down my bag and walk into the room. Under the fluorescent lamp, my wife is looking in the mirror, looking around. Women are always like this. They like to look at it in front of the mirror. A coat and a skirt can be seen for a long time. It's her hobby anyway. Lao Wang never says anything. His wife is such a hobby. Having a good hobby is a simple expression of a person. The world is still a little simple, and we can't attack her.

Lao Wang used to walk past his wife and lie in bed. Fatigue is flooding in. Close your eyes, the headmaster's contemptuous eyes seem to be facing him on the ceiling, which makes him very uncomfortable!

"Husband, how about this dress of mine!" They whispered.

Lao Wang turned over with his back facing outwards.

"What's the matter with you? Uncomfortable? " The wife is a little worried.

"Nothing!" Lao Wang said simply.

"I don't believe it. Judging from your appearance, I know something is wrong today! " The wife raised her voice.

Lao Wang had no choice but not to talk about it, lest his son's good dream be awakened. So, he relayed the headmaster's words in a very plain tone.

The wife smiled and said, "honey, be realistic." Who told you to stir up a hornet's nest? " Is this something that the headmaster can solve? Although, our life is not rich, but plain is true, don't always worry about the level of income, be content! Look, I bought a skirt today. This is seasonal clothing. Only fifty yuan each. I think it suits me very well and is very practical! Who says wearing high-end clothes is practical? "

The wife's words awakened Lao Wang. He didn't expect that his wife was so open-minded, and Lao Wang was worse than himself. He sat up and looked at his wife's skirt. It really suits her, as if it were tailor-made for her. Looking at the skirt with black and white patterns, somehow, Lao Wang suddenly remembered the trees on the concrete wall. Don't sparse leaves also set off that strong life?

three

At dawn, Lao Wang walked into the campus as usual. The cool wind is blowing head-on, and the coolness makes people feel comfortable. Lao Wang is in a hurry, because he is going to study by himself soon.

"Good morning, Lao Wang!" "Hello, teacher!" Greetings came, and teachers and students passed by Lao Wang one after another. Lao Wang looked at them, hunched over one by one, really like a tree standing on a concrete wall, unable to get up.

"Classmates," Lao Wang walked into the classroom, "this morning, everyone turned to page 108, read the article" The Old Man and the Tree "carefully, and answer questions after 20 minutes!"

The words sound just fell and the sound of reading started.

Lao Wang walked casually in the corridor, watching the students' reading status. The students in the front row study very hard, especially the boy near the podium. The crisp children's voice travels far and far. Seeing the teacher coming, the students in the back two rows lazily lifted their heads on the table, supported their chins with their right hands, their eyes were obviously sleepy, and they were humming a book. The sound is very small. I wonder if it's the mouth or the nose.

Old Wang Xiaoxiao, get out of here. Why don't you give him a chance to catch up on his sleep and make him more energetic in class? Therefore, Lao Wang deliberately did not let his eyes slip to that corner.

20 minutes is up. The sound of reading faded away. Lao Wang stopped everyone and asked, "What do you think of reading this article? Let's talk casually! " Asking questions is just to cheer up the students.

Most students can understand the main idea of the article and lament the tenacity of young trees' vitality. It is rare for the old man to remain indomitable after a series of blows.

Just as Lao Wang nodded and smiled, a chubby little boy on the right raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I don't think the young tree will grow on bricks after being moved by the old man, but it may grow in fertile soil, and its life will be better!" "

Lao Wang didn't think that he would think of this idea. This is not the original intention of the article, but it is very creative! He praised the student and motioned him to sit down. Yes, what about the trees on the concrete wall in the soil?

four

"Hey, old classmate, guess who I am?"

At the end of the third class in the afternoon, before Lao Wang could catch his breath, an inexplicable phone call made him depressed.

"It's only been a few years, and you forgot?" On the other end of the phone, the eager tone still puzzled Lao Wang, such as monk Zhang Er.

"I'm Xiao Wu. I'm in the restaurant outside your school. Come and get together. "

It's Xiao Wu! I remember that after the merger of his factory children's school, it just disappeared out of thin air, and there was no news. Listen to some classmates say that he is in business; Some students also said that he went to teach along the coast. I came back suddenly today, which was a little unexpected.

The antique private room is a bit nostalgic. Red brick walls and bamboo chairs are really warm.

Xiaowu, wearing a suit and tie, embraced Lao Wang. "I can find you!" The voice is a little choked. This excitement may have passed for too long. Lao Wang is a little sick, as if he were numb.

Sit down and drink. Xiaowu is still heroic and spirited, and after drinking a large glass of hardcover "Happy Reunion", there are many words. He said that he was lucky to go to Shenzhen. Although I am still teaching, I can work there for ten years on the mainland! After a few years, he bought a house and a car, and his life was very comfortable. He thought of his old classmates and wanted to know what happened to them! It's a rare Mid-Autumn Festival holiday this year. When I come back, I should at least talk to his best friend Lao Wang. He asked Lao Wang, Lao Wang didn't know what to say. He just said, it's okay. Life can go on.

For a long time, Xiaowu said, "Now is not the time to recruit teachers. Otherwise, call me during the winter vacation and come to Shenzhen! I will help you find a job. Don't be so wronged. " He handed Lao Wang a business card and said, "Call me when you are free."

Seeing Xiao Wu off, the sun is setting again. Unconsciously, Lao Wang walked under the little tree. The autumn wind is cold, and only two or three leaves are still stubbornly standing on the top of the head. Dark roots are firmly embedded in cement.

Let's leave now. How to get there! Pull the trigger and move the whole body! I'm not the simple king I used to be!

He studied the young trees carefully. Nature has given it so little sunshine and rain. However, it still stands on the wall and smiles at the sunset! Perhaps, this is its responsibility!

Responsibility? Responsibility! Lao Wang smiled.

Behind you, like blood, like blood!