Mr. Xiangyang Town's private school, surnamed Jiang Mingling Zijing, has just entered the year of Huajia this year and has been teaching in Xiangyang Town for 24 years. "Words * love * first * hair [no pop-up novel network baoly]

Jiang Ling was not a local, but was invited by the elders of Xiangyang Town from the county seat hundreds of miles away. The middle-aged man, who was only 36 years old at the time, is now a dying old man with a house full of children and grandchildren.

Jiang Ling, who was somewhat powerless, had long wanted to find a scholar to run errands for him, sharpen his ink, and take care of dozens of naughty schoolchildren for himself when he was tired of teaching. It's just that he has not been looking for a child who will satisfy him.

It was August 19, and after getting up in the morning to freshen up and have breakfast under the service of his family, Jiang Ling slowly came to the private school, and just walked to the door, he saw a boy with clear eyebrows, carrying a small package, and his clothes were old but very clean, and a boy in his teens was curled up under the eaves in front of the private school. It looks like a street child.

Without waiting for Jiang Ling to walk in, the boy got up and stood aside respectfully. After Jiang Ling came over, he saluted in a dignified manner and took the initiative to say goodbye:

"Good morning, sir."

"Hey, who are you, why did the kid come here early in the morning?"

"Mr. Hui's words, my name is Jiang Cheng, originally from Qiongxian County, because both parents died at home, and there are no brothers and sisters, so I have been wandering since the beginning of the year, and came to Xiangyang Town yesterday evening. Because I have always longed for the school of study, I spent the night here. ”

Listening to the child's speech, as if he had read a book, and hearing that the other party was an orphan and neatly grown, Jiang Ling couldn't help but be a little moved.

"Your name is Jiang Cheng, but we are our family. Have you ever read a book?"

"I entered school at the age of six and went to private school for two years."

"How old is it?"

"Twelve."

"What books do you read?"

"The three-character classic, the hundred family names, the thousand-character text, the four books and the five classics have also learned a few articles."

Yes, yes, isn't this exactly the kind of scholar I'm looking for?

Jiang Ling nodded quietly, and then said to Jiang Cheng, "Follow me." ”

After leading little Jiang Cheng into the school, he first asked him to wait in his after-school room, Jiang Ling went to teach the children for an hour, assigned homework, and then returned to the resting room again. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the room had been thoroughly cleaned, not to mention, even if he was not there, Xiao Jiang Cheng had been standing in the corner of the room.

This made Jiang Ling even more satisfied.

"Wandering all the way, what are the plans in your heart?"

"Mr. Hui, apart from finding a temporary place to live, I have no long-term plans."

"Oh,"

Jiang Ling pondered for a moment, then asked:

"I happen to be a scholar here, I don't know if you want to stay"

As if he didn't expect it, Xiao Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ling for a moment.

"That's right, it's just running errands for me, and the usual sprinkling and sweeping stuff. In addition to food and housing, I have a pocket money of 100 yuan every month. During the New Year's holidays, there is another reward. ”

"Thank you, sir."

As he spoke, Xiao Jiang Cheng bowed to Jiang Lingshen.

"In that case, you come with me."

This time, Jiang Ling led Jiang Cheng to a narrow room next to the school hall that was usually used to hold sundries.

"Clean up and live here in the future. As for the daily meals, someone will bring them to you. ”

"Mr. Xie."

Since then, Xiao Jiang Cheng has settled down.

Every day, he got up at dawn, cleaned the inside and outside of the school, and boiled the water and grinded the ink before Jiang Ling arrived. If Jiang Ling needs it, he will be on call, and if he has nothing to do, he will sit on the stone bench under the eaves of the window outside the school window, and listen to the sound of reading inside.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is already late October, and the weather is gradually getting cooler. Finally, on October 22, Jiang Ling summoned Jiang Cheng, who was sitting under the eaves of the porch and quietly listening to the sound of reading.

"From this day forward, stop listening outside, but come inside. Just sit in the last seat. ”

When Xiao Jiang Cheng heard this, the joy in his eyes was overflowing, and he immediately bowed to the ground deeply, and almost knelt down for Mr. Jiang Ling.

When he took the set of four treasures of the study room handed to him by Jiang Ling, tears of gratitude were already welling up in his eyes.

The little Jiang Cheng, who was already unusually smart, soon gradually emerged, which made all the schoolchildren envious, and naturally made Mr. Jiang Ling more and more satisfied.

"I hope you can keep working hard, continue to read like this, and after two years, you can try to get a child."

"Mr. Xie's praise will not live up to Mr. Xie's expectations."

In addition to studying, he naturally became familiar with a group of peers, including Sui Shiyong.

It's just that Sui Shiyong is two years younger than Jiang Cheng, and he is just ten years old this year.

Because Sui Shiyong's studies were not good, Mr. arranged him in the back row, and he was almost at the same table as Jiang Cheng.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Jiang Cheng always helped Sui Shiyong, such as articles he didn't understand, words and sentences he didn't know, and so on. After going back and forth, the two have become good friends in private. Even, when he was resting in the school, Sui Shiyong also led Jiang Cheng to his house.

"Don't look at me as a bad student, my second uncle's sister Xiaowan is a famous talented girl."

Teenage children inevitably like to show off, and often, Sui Shiyong will take his sister Sui Xiaowan out to cover up his ugliness.

When he went to Sui Shiyong's house for the second time, Jiang Cheng saw the famous Sui Xiaowan for the first time.

Sure enough, the demeanor is elegant, the speech is good, and there is a beautiful demeanor of everyone. Although she is only ten years old, she has already revealed a slim and full beauty appearance.

"Sister, this is my brother's classmate, and I am also Mr.'s scholar Jiang Cheng."

"I've seen Miss."

"You, you."

I have never seen my sister so out of shape, she stared at Jiang Cheng for a long time, and she completely lost her previous generosity, but gave people a sense of crampedness.

Afterwards, Sui Shiyong, who felt that he had lost face in front of Jiang Cheng, couldn't help but blame his sister Sui Xiaowan.

"Xiaowan, what's wrong with you, why are you so out of shape when you see Jiang Cheng?"

"My brother didn't know, and when my little sister saw Jiang Chengcheng, she felt that she had seen it somewhere, and not only had she seen it, but she was still a very familiar person. Because I was surprised, I didn't want to embarrass my brother. I also ask my brother for forgiveness. ”

"Forget it, forget it. You've always been so mysterious. The last time I went to Qingqing, I saw Cong Ye and Mu Xiaowan's tombstone and said something similar, why did I see Jiang Cheng and come again"

After all, he was still a child, and Sui Shiyong inadvertently took it as a joke, so he retold what his sister Sui Xiaowan had said to Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng was obedient and did not show Sui Shiyong's hopeful surprise or curious look, but only smiled faintly