She is charming

Accepting one's own failure is like an unforgettable love affair, which consumes one's lifelong faith and hope, and the courage to fight hard, but ends up with a disappointing ending.

Ren Qiaoan thought that she was now experiencing the biggest love break in her life, and she and her faith parted ways.

In Wang Siyue's small building, all modern equipment is not left behind, computer tablets are covered by the Internet, and there is even an e-sports room specifically for her to play games.

For the past few days, Ren Qiaoan stayed in this small building and did not go out.

At first, she took her mobile phone and tried to play games she had never played before. Later, stand-alone games could not faze her, and online games could not attract her. She started watching TV series and chasing stars like people on the Internet.

Opening the playback software, she watched no matter what TV series it was, but she was unlucky and picked a professional TV series about doctors. The main plot in it was actually about falling in love, and she even ignored the patient's condition for the sake of falling in love. In the end, he dared to operate illegally without being punished, just because he was the protagonist.

Ren Qiaoan couldn't stand it anymore, and she didn't like the faces of male celebrities. She admitted that because of Zhou Chu's influence on her, her aesthetic view of men was no longer just thinness, without healthy body muscles. Ren Qiaoan admired everything. Not come their weak handsomeness.

Playing games is not addictive, nor is binge-watching TV shows. Ren Qiaoan has been living in his room for a week, relying on physiological hunger reminders to eat instead of watching the time.

For a whole week, her mobile phone was in airplane mode. Ren Qiaoan didn't want to contact anyone anymore, and she lost contact in the end.

One early morning, after Ren Qiaoan woke up, looking at the white smoke rising from the mountains and forests outside the window, he came up with the idea of ​​going out for a walk.

The village was more peaceful than she thought, although the only people left behind were the elderly who took care of their toddlers. Children of school age carried cloth schoolbags made by their families and walked in groups along the stone slabs. We walked to school on the road. The old people were strong and carried farm tools to work in the fields in the morning while it was still hot.

Here, most of the staple food and vegetables we eat are self-sufficient. The small shops sell many snacks that Ren Qiaoan could only eat when he was a child. There are no big brands, but they all bring happy smiles to the children.

Ren Qiaoan wandered around the village for two days and met five girls who went to school together. She followed the children who spoke local dialects and walked for half an hour, all the way to another small village.

There is a school here. The building is an older brick building with only six classrooms in total. It is said that there is one classroom for each grade.

The playground is flat land, with a flagpole standing in the center, and the red flag on it flutters along with the sound of children reading.

There are fewer left-behind children here than Ren Qiaoan imagined. As Wang Siyue said, young people with some ability are taking their children into the city, leaving only the incompetent and the elderly who want to stay in their hometown.

Ren Qiaoan heard them having music lessons outside. The songs that floated out were full of power and yearning for the prosperity of the motherland, and she was ready to leave the mountains and forests at any time.

After school, when the children went home, Ren Qiaoan still followed them, perhaps because she came with them in the morning. After the children became familiar with her, they would take the initiative to talk to her in unfamiliar Mandarin and walk home together.

They longed for the outside world. Ren Qiaoan told them about his own experiences. If he talked too much, he would inevitably reveal that he was a college student.

At night, several girls came to Ren Qiaoan's house holding books and asked Ren Qiaoan about his homework.

The children sat around the tables and chairs in the yard, with books in front of them, concentrating on their homework.

The next day, those children came together again, carrying a hand-woven bamboo basket filled with fruits and vegetables they grew. When they walked in, they gave it to Ren Qiaoan: "Sister, my grandma said, this is Although the thank you gift I gave you is not valuable, we can’t trouble you in vain, so please don’t dislike it, I still have a lot at home after eating.”

It seems that Ren Qiaoan gave them homework the day before, and the elderly at home gave her some "tuition money" to let the children continue to come today.

The old people don't know how to read, and sometimes they speak in local dialect, which Ren Qiaoan can't understand, but they know how to let the children seize all learning opportunities and absorb Ren Qiaoan's knowledge.

The lights in the yard were atmospheric lights designed by Wang Siyue. The lights were not bright enough. Ren Qiaoan bought brighter light bulbs in a small store the next day and replaced them. The children could read and write more clearly at night.

"Sister, are the cars in the city colorful outside? Isn't the house particularly beautiful? Is it like what is said on TV, that the walls can reflect light?" After finishing their homework, the children did not leave immediately, but gathered around Ren Qiaoan Eating the newly picked loquats today: "My mother said, let me study hard, and when I go to junior high school, she will take me to junior high school."

There are only primary schools here. After graduating from sixth grade, there are only two options before them. One is to go out and continue studying, and the other is to stay at home and farm.

When you reach the age, you go out to work, and your final destination is almost the same. When you start discussing marriage, there are some 20-year-old girls in the village who have children in your arms.

"I want to go too, but my mother said that the outside world is very expensive. A piece of clothing costs hundreds of dollars." A little girl named Yue Ya said: "I also think my clothes look good. This is My grandma made the clothes for me with her own hands, and she also embroidered the little white sheep for me on it."

Ren Qiaoan looked at the skirt on the little girl. It was a very simple light blue cotton and linen fabric, but it was made into an exquisite dress by her grandmother. The skirt was embroidered with a cartoon sheep pattern. It didn't look like a commodity, but it was very beautiful. .She couldn't tell them that for people outside, clothes cost not only a few hundred yuan, but also clothes worth millions. Zhou Yitong's hairpin with a butterfly knot cost thousands of yuan, but in Ren Qiaoan's eyes, they were not as good as a little girl. clothes.

"When I study hard, I will be like the children in the city. I will be able to make a living in the future. Then I can live with my parents and my younger brother." The children happily imagined the future, but Ren Qiaoan felt that they could not control it. of sorrow.

They themselves have never thought about why parents who can take away their younger brother's life would leave their daughter at home.

But Ren Qiaoan can't expose the children's beautiful yearnings. Even if she studies hard, she can't stand out and change the future. How can these children change?

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After teaching the children another week, Ren Qiaoan received more gifts, which the children jokingly called "tuition fees."

She contacted the principal of the school and taught several hygiene classes to the children in the school, letting them know that even if they don't look good in clothes, they must pay attention to their personal hygiene, which is related to a girl's health.

Children love her very much. Her tuition never stops and she has many styles.

For example, Grandma Yue Ya made pink embroidered shoes by herself. Even the soles were sewn stitch by stitch. They were embroidered with red and white flowers. The petals were as sharp as thorns. Ren Qiaoan didn't know what kind of flowers they were, but the shoes looked very special. pretty.

The old lady has a sharp eye and can make shoes suitable for Ren Qiaoan after visually inspecting Ren Qiaoan's feet.

In return, Ren Qiaoan borrowed a lot of fabrics and made many headdresses for these children. The styles are very similar to the popular headdresses for little girls today. Some of them are based on Zhou Yitong's headdresses.

On this day, there was a temple fair at Guoqiao Temple in the middle of the mountain, and the quiet village became lively. Businessmen rode tricycles and set up stalls early to sell food.

The children had a holiday today and went to the market with their families. Ren Qiaoan followed the crowd in the morning and walked across the stone bridge. The water under the bridge was crystal clear. Normally, there was no time to go home. Everyone was here washing vegetables and fruits.

From the foot of the mountain to the temple, you have to go up the steps.

People who went up the mountain took incense and all the way to the house, people held incense to worship Guanyin Master. After worshiping, they would give some money for sesame oil. There was only an old master in the nunnery, who greeted the villagers with an amiable smile.

Everyone buys a piece of red cloth at the entrance of the nunnery, writes their wishes, and hangs the cloth on an old loquat tree in the yard of Guoqiao nunnery.

The loquat fruit has matured, and only the top part of the tree is left untouched. The remaining branches are covered with red peace cloth strips.

Ren Qiaoan had no faith, but she did not object to these beliefs. She did not follow the believers in to worship Guanyin. She just stood in the yard and took a cursory look at the peace banners on the trees. Most of them wished for the safety of their children and the reunion of their parents.

She has no children, her parents have no concerns, she cannot see the blessings on the cloth, she can only see the distant mountains behind the branches.

"Perhaps you have a wish?"

Ren Qiaoan was looking at the scenery behind the tree when an old woman's voice sounded behind her. Ren Qiaoan turned around and saw that the person who came was a healthy old lady.

She recognized her, she was Yue Ya's grandmother.

Grandma Yueya lived alone. She held a red peace cloth in her hand and put it in Ren Qiao An's hand and said, "Make a wish and ask for a good marriage for you."

Seeking marriage?
Ren Qiaoan thought of Zhou Chu inexplicably. With their current situation, they probably broke up, right?

Holding the strip of paper in her hand, Ren Qiaoan didn't know what she should write. She didn't expect to be reunited with her parents, nor did she imagine that she would have a good marriage.

After a long time, Ren Qiaoan picked up the pen and wrote a line.

Yao Ruojun and Xi Xi have a smooth journey.