C22 Picking Spring Tea

Getting the latest batch of newspapers is just the sixth day of the Spring Festival. Tao Huizhen flipped through the newspapers but did not find any special news. In February, China successfully sent the Big Dipper Navigation Experiment Satellite into space in the Xichang Satellite Launch Center. This was the fourth satellite of the Big Dipper Navigation Experiment Satellite into space. Its serial number was - Big Dipper 1D.

The empty window of Da Tea Village Primary School was installed with glass. It was all thanks to Elder Li. When he first entered the city last year, he found two pieces of intact glass. After he came back and fixed them with a glass knife, he put them on the window frame of the school building. Sure enough, after he got the glass, Last winter's cool breeze was blocked outside the school dormitory. The children who were studying inside became exceptionally comfortable.

It was raining outside the window. The rain was fine, and it fell on the glass silently. Tao Huizhen looked at her watch. It was already nine o'clock in the morning. She picked up the textbook and looked at the only four students sitting below. She said, "Let's consolidate the English words first. Last English class" As she spoke, Tao Huizhen picked up the chalk and wrote down a few notes on the blackboard. Then she wrote down the corresponding words. Her fingernails once again sank into the hole in the blackboard, and the sharp spikes pierced into her fingertips.

She didn't even frown. She was used to it. The nails that were exposed on the three-foot-long podium often scratched her legs. The blackboard was rough and uneven, and she used a chalk to write on the blackboard. If she wanted to press the last bit of the chalk onto the blackboard, her fingers had to brush across the blackboard. It was normal for her fingers to become red and swollen.

Tao Huizhen did not care about these things at all, but her mood today was just like the weather outside. The rain didn't make any sound, but it soon soaked the sky and earth of Dai Village. The rain didn't come fast, but it was airtight. Tao Huizhen subconsciously sighed, feeling that breathing became very difficult.

When she noticed that her throat had been choked by tears, her heart also started to feel uncomfortable.

During the Spring Festival this year, her parents asked her to go home and celebrate the new year. She postponed her plan to go home a few times. After a few more considerations, she still chose to stay. She would not return to Shen Yang for the New Year. The students of Tea Village Primary School had dropped too much of their lessons. She was going to leave, and the children's lessons had to be postponed. She had also considered that. . . Her will was not so firm either. If she were to return to her old home and stir up trouble. . . It would not be good to split her attention.

What made her feel wronged was that February was the best time to pick spring tea in Dai Village. During this period of time, the students had never been here again, and they had been absent from class for a period of time. Most of the students had to follow their parents to the tea field to pick tea and make tea. For this period of time, it would last for at least a month.

The cloudy days that had passed for the past few days finally erupted this morning. The spring rain enveloped Dai Village. Tao Huizhen was also extremely depressed. Only Yu Er, Wu Huiyan, Bai Junmao, and Yan Hahan came to class today. She gave up the chance to go home for the New Year and didn't get what she wanted.

On the second day after the new year, a parent of a student came to tell Tao Huizhen that their family was leaving Dai Village. Thus, one of the 28 students in the class was missing.

Ah Liang often skipped classes. Ever since Tao Huizhen saw Ah Liang's "work," Less than half a year had passed. That night, Tao Huizhen returned the small square book to Ah Liang. She did not stop him from having a big literary dream. However, Tao Huizhen knew that she might lose this student. Just like the child who left after losing the Spring Festival.

On the podium, one by one, memories of the past came to mind at an opportune time. Although Tao Huizhen could not see exactly what she had lost, she could deeply feel that she was really slowly losing something. It was as if water was flowing and time was flowing. Although it was silent, it was an objective fact that they were moving forward.

She suddenly woke up. What should be lost could no longer be seen. Tao Huizhen wanted to stretch out her hand to pull it, but she could no longer pull it.

"Pen. . . " Pointing at the blackboard and reading the word to the students, Tao Huizhen's shoulder suddenly started to shake at a high frequency. Her body leaned against the edge of the podium and suddenly cried. This classroom was too quiet, so much so that her crying was ear-piercing.

Yu Er and the other students knew what happened to Tao Huizhen. The teachers liked the days when all the students came, and they also missed those days; they liked to watch them study hard. And today, only the four of them came. They were the four most outstanding students in Da Tea Village Primary School.

In the morning, when Tao Huizhen entered the school dormitory, she saw Yu Er and the other three. Her heart started to tighten, and her rosy cheeks were filled with embarrassment. "Even the few of you are doing this to take care of the teacher's feelings. Because if the teacher were to face the empty school dormitory alone, he would be in despair. " Tao Huizhen thought so. Her body swayed slightly.

The past two days had been a crucial period for harvesting spring tea. For the tea people, They had to pick the tea leaves back home and make them into green tea without delay. This required a large number of helpers. Not only did the students have to put down their studies to join the ranks of the farm work at home, but they also had to put down their studies and join the ranks of the farmers. Dao Xiaotong was also invited to other people's homes to help. In such a busy season, if there was only one person at home who was busy with the tea field, It was destined that this person would not be rich, and he would be poor for the next year. One person simply did not have the time to grasp the best opportunity. He would even mess up everything.

Yu Er ran to the podium and hugged the crying Tao Huizhen. Tao Huizhen broke down and cried for a while before slowly sobbing.

She thought that working and studying were two opposing sides. She couldn't stop the children from working for the family, and she couldn't stop them either. Maybe it was because her requirements were too perfect and too harsh. . . As long as this busy period was over, the children would be able to come back. She forgot the sincerity she had when she came to Dai Village.

As long as she did her best. She could not change anything. As long as there were still children who could learn, everything would be worth it. This initial thought could not be forgotten. As long as there was still a child listening to her lecture, she would be able to love it like she loved dancing.

She sorted out her emotions and carried Yu Er back to the classroom. She started to teach the four children at a close distance.

Tears flowed out and the haze was washed away.

She intimately caressed Yu'er's hair. She looked at these children and was determined to give all of her energy to them. Her eyes were filled with burning light. They had become the pillar of her spirit at this moment.

She left her hometown and gave up on the classical dance and the stage that she had learned for ten years. It had been nine months since she had last seen the Spring Festival. It was the following year. Her heart still hadn't changed. Although she had thought of giving up countless times, after crying. . . There was always a voice in her heart that forced her to persist: The path she chose had nothing to do with fame or dreams. She only wanted children who had no chance to learn to learn to learn. This obsession was buried when she saw the children of Huangtu Slope in the northwest region. For this, she thought for nearly a year. Only then did she make her original decision. Huizhen knew that this long road of teaching. . . Actually, it was only the beginning. Just like the winding mountain road leading to Mengla County from Dai Village, there was no end to it. They could not see the path behind them either. They were all winding to an endless distance.

The rain outside the window silently grew heavier.