The Most Simple Wish

The autumn rain lasted for half a month and a few days, and the thick gray in the sky was finally swept away, and the sun came out from the layers of clouds. The haze that has been lingering in the hearts of Dai people for many days, like clouds, has been dispersed layer upon layer. But in a flash, it was hot again.

There is a kind of vitality in Dai nationality. On the fence, among the bamboo leaves, on the windowsill, on the wings of chickens, ducks and geese, there are crystal water drops. The villagers of dacha village came out of their houses. After the longest continuous continuous rain in decades, people in dacha village have been oppressed and come out to breathe.

Therefore, in a small village, it is rare to see the scene of people coming and going, like a bustling street full of people.

The Dai man wore a coarse cloth jacket and a scarf on his head. Women's lower body wearing skirt, colorful totem decoration let each skirt has its own unique. Their upper body was dressed in the same kind of floating sleeve gauze clothes as dance clothes, and their heads were covered with thick black hair. Accompanied by the man's elephant foot drum, they danced butterfly dance.

Here, Dai people spread the unwritten entertainment habit of "dance must have drum, drum must have dance". When the elephant's foot drum is played, it is necessary to sing and dance. People from dacha village followed the drum and came from all over to join the camp. Perhaps to celebrate the end of the autumn rain, or to celebrate nothing, Dai people have always been good at singing and dancing. With the radicalization of the drumbeat, the man began to dance elephant feet on the basis of butterfly dance.

They are exaggerating the action of kicking drum drum face, cheeks are illuminated by the sun, full of oil. They looked at the stream outside the village, more turbulent than before, and the water was wider.

Another student from dachacun primary school didn't come to class today. Yu'er, a member of the learning committee, walked towards the entrance of dacha village about 15 minutes to 10 o'clock. The newspaper in dachacun primary school is delivered every 20 days. Usually, the newspaper carrier will put the newspaper in the exchange box of the canteen at the entrance of the village. Occasionally, if yu'er can grasp the time accurately, she can meet the newspaper carrier.

However, it also needs the messenger not to delay on the road. On the other hand, sometimes the newsman may be sent to do other unrelated work, and it may take the next day to deliver the newspaper. So the messenger and yu'er had an agreement that if they didn't see him for a long time, they would not wait.

Every time at this time, during her lunch break the next day, yu'er would go to the canteen at the entrance of the village. The newspaper would usually be put in the carton at the door of the canteen. In recent two times, in addition to newspapers, there will also be some one yuan and five jiao notes rolled up in the carton, which is the money for selling mushrooms by yu'er.

It's a coincidence today. On the winding mountain road in the distance, yu'er saw a bicycle sliding down the slope. The cyclist was wearing a green postman's uniform.

As scheduled, yu'er got a total of 40 newspapers in two categories. Smelling the smell of ink from the newspaper, she held it to her chest. This time, no extra mushroom money.

The messenger looked at the little girl and asked with a smile, "yu'er, do you still have mushrooms? If you have one, bring it to me. It's hard to walk on the rainy mountain road for a while. I'll take it to the county town for you. As before, I'll bring the money for sale next time. "

"No Yu'er shook her head: "it's been raining this month. My mother hasn't been able to pick mushrooms on the mountain."

"Well, take the newspaper and I'll go back. After a continuous rain, you will have a lot of mushrooms in the big tea mountain. When you are done, you can change some change again. " The messenger turned his bicycle towards the road, stepped on the beam of the bicycle, pedaled his feet and said, "but when I come again, I'll go at the end of October. I'm afraid it's too late to help you get to the city. You can only go by yourself."

"There's no way." Yu'er looks at the messenger. Holding the newspaper stand steeply, a brand-new red scarf tied in the collar.

"Study hard, yu'er. The primary school in Dashanli is not easy. " The man turned his head and looked around. In a simple mountain village in the basin, the sound of elephant foot drum came faintly. He thought about the difficulty of acquiring knowledge in the mountains, and admired all their efforts to acquire knowledge. For many years, he saw newspapers as extracurricular books for students for the first time. The teacher who came here to teach is really admirable. He turned his head and pedaled up the hill.

"Yes. I see The jade son sees off the back figure of the newspaper messenger riding, says softly.

Before the rain came down, yu'er's grandmother would go to the mountain to pick mushrooms from time to time. Sometimes her father would clean up the tea field, busy making tea, and go up the mountain. Two people could pick a basket of fresh mushrooms in half a day. Her father goes to the county again, and these mushrooms can be exchanged for a few yuan's coupons as household subsidies.

Dacha village is poorer than expected. The longer Tao Huizhen stayed here, the deeper she saw. The way she could get a living was too single and too limited. This is the root of the problem. But for Dai people, it is better than before. At that time, yu'er's mother and Tao Huizhen said: five years ago, you picked this basket of mushrooms and sold them in the county. No one wanted them.

Why? Tao Huizhen asked.

No, because the place is too poor. Who wants to buy mushrooms? Go to the mountain and pick it by yourself. Dai people are not afraid to work hard. They are afraid that no matter how hard they work, they can't get it. In other words, it has changed in the past two years. Some businessmen from Xishuangbanna have come to the county. They specialize in mountain goods. There are also many people in the county town who are also rich, and occasionally buy our mountain products to eat at home.

There is no doubt that in the eyes of the Dai people, once no market for mushrooms, now there is a market, which is a kind of "promotion". Tao Huizhen nodded with a sigh. Although it took her a day to collect the mushrooms, she could only sell them for a few yuan. She felt that the payment was not proportional to the harvest, but in the eyes of the Dai people, these few yuan were pretty good. Just to move hands on the mountain, you can get a few yuan of money, yu'er's mother thinks it's easy to get the money. When she said these words, she began to laugh, with some fine lines on her forehead.

At that time, Tao Huizhen could not well understand the mood of yu'er's mother, but in the next few years, she gradually understood.

After learning that her father often sells mushrooms in the county, when she meets the newsman again, she holds a basket of mushrooms in her hand. From then on, the agreement between the messenger and yu'er began. If two people can't meet each other, yu'er will put mushrooms in the store. The next day, there was no mushroom in the carton of the buffet. Instead, there was a newspaper full of ink fragrance. There's also a small ticket.

Tao Huizhen also got all the money from yu'er's mother. One day in the middle of September, Dai Township suddenly became sultry. Tao Huizhen saw the sky at the end of her horizon, which was slowly covered with gray from blue. It was on that day that Tao Huizhen and yu'er's mother talked about the topic of picking mushrooms. On the same day, it happened that it was the turn of yu'er's family to deliver food to several people in the school. Yu'er's mother brought three green salted duck eggs and buried them in a pot of raw glutinous rice.

When Tao Huizhen saw something in the glutinous rice, she reached for it and found that the duck eggs were still hot. Tao Huizhen's heart is also a heat, and then the whole body is also hot up. She looked at the little Dai woman in front of her. Third grade yu'er was going to catch up with her.

Tao Huizhen's shock at that time was that yu'er's mother didn't say it clearly, but she buried duck eggs in glutinous rice. Tao Huizhen noticed the expression of the little woman. When she saw Tao Huizhen put her hand into the glutinous rice, her face turned aside.

The condition of yu'er's family is very poor. For their family, they should not be willing to eat three salted duck eggs at one time. People in dacha village always live a long life style. Although their living conditions have been improved, they are still cautious and dare not be careless. In fact, in the process of taking turns to take rations for three people in the school, each time the yu'er family took the most basic pickles and potato.

Most of the times that Tao Huizhen ate meat and fishy food came from fixed families. Compared with other families, they were a little better. Wu Huiyan's family is one of them.

So Tao Huizhen was holding the salted duck egg in her hand. At that time, she didn't know what to say. She was either grateful or surprised. She didn't know whether to accept or refuse. She was very upset at that time. She would rather not have seen the three salted duck eggs. She wanted to return the salted duck eggs to her aunt.

Yu'er's mother refused unexpectedly. She pressed Tao Huizhen's hand and said that it was cooked by yu'er herself and wanted to give it to her teacher. Listen to dolls say that today is teacher Tao's day.

Tao Huizhen remembers that today's date is September 10, which is the most precious gift she has received this year. She stares at three salted duck eggs for a long time. It was the day before the rain. Tao Huizhen thinks that in any case, she should stay in dachacun primary school as long as possible. During the past time in Dai Township, both Li Lao and Dao Xiaotong, the children and their parents have been very nice to her. She dropped two of the three salted duck eggs in her hand, left one in her hand and handed it to her mother again and again.

"It's enough for me, Mr. Li and Mr. Dao to have two. Take this one back to yu'er."

"Teacher Tao, I can cook another one for Wazi. Today is your festival."

"What else?"

"Yes, I've made dozens of good duck eggs by picking mushrooms."

"You must cook one for yu'er. She studies too hard. My holiday is also her holiday. " Tao Huizhen said with a smile.

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When yu'er came back with the newspaper, just after ten o'clock, Tao Huizhen was giving a lecture. Yu'er holds the newspaper in one hand and the dejected a liang in the other. A Liang reluctantly stepped into the threshold of the school building. He looked at yu'er with a little stubbornness in his eyes, then quickly looked at Tao Huizhen's side, and his head dropped down again.

"Why do you wander in the grass instead of reading?" Entering the school building, yu'er grabs a Liang to question.

Tao Huizhen immediately understood the reason of the scene in front of her, and she put down her textbook. Among the students who didn't come to class today, there was a Liang. Yu'er should have seen him on the road and dragged him to school. Tao Huizhen looks at a Liang seriously. She is also very interested in the questions asked by yu'er.

A Liang has not come to class since it rained. Tao Huizhen once found a Liang's home, but several times she didn't see anyone in his family, so she had to go back disappointed. Later, Tao Huizhen found Li Lao to help him. Li Lao said that he had seen a Liang appear at the foot of dacha mountain. He was walking around with a bamboo basket in his hand and a scarf on his head, but he didn't answer the call and slipped into the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.

After that, Li Lao also went to a Liang's home and asked about him. His parents said that they seldom asked about a Liang and didn't know about him at school.

Li told Tao Huizhen that a Liang didn't come to class, but he didn't stay at home every day. Although a Liang was naughty, he was very filial. When he saw that his parents were busy with farm work in tea terraces, he tried to share some family affairs for them. According to a Liang's parents, recently, digging bamboo shoots, cutting wild vegetables and carrying water are all chores done by a Liang. No one knows what he is doing in other time after he does what he can do with little time. Whether he came to class or not, his parents didn't seem very concerned. Old Li recalled.

Tao Huizhen has always been gratified that although a Liang didn't study hard and often wanted to escape from school, he never caused any trouble. He seems to have his own paradise. He wants to block everything and enter his own world wholeheartedly. Tao Huizhen often read from his eyes a kind of desperate, or desperate light.

What the hell is he doing?

Every time a Liang makes a mistake, Tao Huizhen will enlighten him for a while. He likes musical instruments. Tao Huizhen told him about music theory and drew a simple score for him to see. In the process of Tao Huizhen enlightening him, he is no different from other children, listening carefully, but he is more interested in things outside the classroom.

Interestingly, Tao Huizhen can occasionally feel that his efforts to cooperate with her lectures in class are not out of his pleasure in learning, but because he wants to let Tao Huizhen know that the courses that Tao Huizhen has worked hard to prepare are not in vain. This shows that the child's mind is very delicate, but at the same time, Tao Huizhen feels that he is walking on the edge of somewhere, or that he has fallen into the abyss. Although the abyss is not dark, Tao Huizhen still thinks that children like a Liang should concentrate on their study. She tried her best to pull a Liang out of the abyss.

"A Liang, why don't you come to class? I always run around the village. What are you running about for? What am I asking you? " The jade son is interrogating again Mugu similar a Liang.

After listening to yu'er's interrogation, a Liang hesitated for a long time, as if he was thinking about whether to disclose the secret to the public. At last, he blurted out: "I'm looking for inspiration."

"If you want any inspiration, you'll talk nonsense and stop reading!" Yu'er gives full play to the harshness of a study committee member. She was very angry. She was much thinner than a Liang. She pulled a liang from outside the village to dachacun primary school, which took all her efforts.

"I'm really looking for inspiration. I'm creating." At this time, a Liang took out a small checkered book from his arms and opened the cover, revealing lines of crooked handwriting. His eyes brightened and he said, "yu'er, I don't believe you. This is what I wrote about the people and things in Dai township. Many great writers started writing from their hometown. I am a Liang. I must follow the same old road with them. I want to be a writer. I am free to roam in the sea of words. "

"A Liang, where's your elephant foot drum?" A male student sitting in the front row asked with a meaningful smile.

"What do you care? Elephant foot drum is not in line with my temperament. You can wait and see. Sooner or later, I will print my words on the newspaper you read. My pseudonym is all right. I'll call it a Liang. " A Liang says to pull open the hand of jade son: "you don't catch me, I still want to look for inspiration."

"I won't let you go. You lie all the time. " Yu'er holds a Liang's arm tightly.

"Why don't you let me go? Look at what I wrote. I didn't cheat you. "

Yu'er claps the book handed over by a Liang, and the book falls to the ground“ If I don't watch it, I just don't allow you to be absent from school. You haven't come to study for several days. " Yu'er is struggling to hold a Liang“ My work. " A Liang's hand failed to catch it, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. The boy is a head higher than her. When he sees that his work is knocked to the ground, he pushes her to sit on the ground effortlessly. Yu'er's face turned white all of a sudden. She sat on the ground and began to cry.

"A Liang!" Tao Huizhen hurried down from the platform, picked up yu'er who was sitting on the ground, wiped her eyes and asked, "yu'er, is it hurt?"

After Tao Huizhen asked, yu'er began to cry. Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell on the newspaper she held tightly in her arms. She clings to Tao Huizhen. The little weeping ghost soon got Tao Huizhen's shirt wet. Tao Huizhen felt that her tears were hot, as if they could burn her skin.

A Liang was stunned. He saw that yu'er was leaning against Tao Huizhen's arms, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, and the muscles at the corners of her mouth touched her several times. He picked up a small book from his feet, patted the dust and said, "you are so good at knocking down my works, otherwise how can I push you? Yu'er, you're too light. Just push it and you'll fall down... "

"Why don't you come to study? In order to let us learn culture, the teacher works very hard every day. You don't know that she gets up early and comes back late. She has to take care of us and inquire about your whereabouts everywhere because of you! You see, the teacher is thin and tan. You see, the teacher's hands are worn by the blackboard... "

A Liang looks at Tao Huizhen's fingers. I swallowed my saliva subconsciously.

"Teacher Tao stayed in Dai township for us. She also wants to go back to her hometown. She also wants to go back to her parents. That day, I saw the teacher crying secretly. If you don't come to study, it will make the teacher feel cold. " The jade son sobs, tears bead son flow to chin up, there congealed into bigger water bead.

Tao Huizhen wiped away her tears from her chin. There was a heavy substance in her heart, which was aggravating and heating.

A Liang lowered his head, raised his head again, and looked at Tao Huizhen's eyes shining with water. His eyes moved down and saw Tao Huizhen's red fingers again. Finally, his head dropped heavily. He held the little checkered book tightly in his hand.

"A Liang, you say sorry to yu'er." Tao Huizhen pats a Liang on the back.

"Yu'er, you can't help pushing. I'm sorry

There are tears on her eyelashes, and she buries her face in Tao Huizhen's arms. A Liang showed a sullen expression. All of a sudden, he felt that the small square in his hand had been taken away and subconsciously grasped. It turned out that Tao Huizhen had taken his work“ I'll confiscate your works and keep them with me. I'll pay you back when you don't miss class every day. " Tao Huizhen said.

A Liang scratched his head, but he didn't ask Tao Huizhen. He stared at Tao Huizhen's worn fingers for a while.

Tao Huizhen thought for a while, took out her small wallet and looked inside for a while. Finally, she took out two 50 yuan bills from her small wallet and gave them to a Liang to buy everyone's Wahaha and prawn sticks at the snack bar. This is the fifth time that Tao Huizhen has bought snacks for children. After a Liang goes out, Tao Huizhen takes yu'er to the gate of the school. They sit on the threshold and talk about themselves.

Yu'er grew up in dacha village. When she was 9 years old, she was infected with pneumonia. Many people said that she could not be saved. The Dai doctor in the village shook his head and left her house with a look of regret. Wazi in a high fever, pale lips off a layer of skin, asked her harm is not afraid, she shook her head said not afraid of death.

Maybe it is because of her bravery that yu'er gains precious time for herself. She is suffering from a persistent high fever and almost can't breathe at the same time. Later in the county hospital treatment, played a key effect, not long after she fully recovered and discharged.

When she was 10 years old, yu'er was introduced to dachacun primary school. Smart, she worked hard and soon became a member of the class. She is 12 years old this year. So far in her life, she has never been out of the mountains.

The name "yu'er" was given by her father. In fact, after the word "yu'er", there is a Dai script, which forms a three character name. But since she was sensible, everyone called her "yu'er". Slowly, this became her name now.

However, she has no surname, and the word "Yu" is said to be not her surname. When Tao Huizhen asked about her father's surname, yu'er shook her head and said no.

What's worse, yu'er's parents didn't fulfill the marriage registration, so naturally she didn't have a birth certificate, and then yu'er didn't register. Tao Huizhen holds her shoulder and tells her the importance of hukou. After hearing this, yu'er widens her eyes, and the center of her pupils spreads a light of panic. Originally, she is a person without identity, a person without Hukou card.

Tao Huizhen said with a smile: "don't worry about the registration. The police station can find a way. Yu'er won't have no identity all the time. Just worry about learning. Besides, yu'er should be as brave as before. "

At this time, a Liang appeared in front of the school building with a large bag of snacks bought from the snack bar

In the evening, dacha village was quiet again. It was also the first time for Tao Huizhen to turn on the light in the bamboo building to correct the students' homework, and then she prepared the teaching plan for the next day's lecture. The course of study has become tense. She has not enough time to use natural light to prepare teaching plans outside the bamboo building. Recently, she can only turn on the light and work overtime at night.

After preparing for the next day, the watch needle on the wrist has pointed to nine o'clock. Tao Huizhen yawns and is about to go to bed, but her eyes are attracted by a curly little checkered book. It is placed in the corner of the table, which is the "work" in a Liang's mouth.

Tao Huizhen can't help thinking about this. What is a Liang doing?

Maybe we can find some answers from his "works". Tao Huizhen thinks that if she wants to pull a Liang out of the abyss, she will step into the abyss first. She picked up the book.

A Liang roughly wrote such a thing in his "works": there is an orphan in the village. She said to a Liang, do you believe there are peacocks on the dacha mountain? The orphan a Liang used to be familiar with her, but sometimes he pitied her, sometimes he hated her. He had not spoken to her for a long time. This time I met when I was digging bamboo shoots, so she asked directly. For a period of time before a Liang's cold, she seems to have forgotten.

A Liang hesitated for a moment and answered her. He said that as early as a few years ago, peacocks in dachasan were considered extinct, and there could be no peacocks.

The orphan shook his head and believed that there was a Green Peacock on the mountain. She said that she heard the cry of the Green Peacock. Even if she didn't hear it, she still believed it. The reason why people didn't see the peacock was that there were other wild animals on the mountain, which scared the peacock out.

A Liang suddenly fell silent. In his work, he wrote: in the next few days, he met orphans, who wandered around the foot of the mountain. To him, peacock is the auspicious bird of Dai people. Only when there is peacock in Dai People's hometown, can it be really beautiful and comfortable. She hoped to walk a little more and scare away the wild animals. As long as there are no wild animals on dacha mountain, Green Peacock can be given a quiet home, and Dai township will become better.

A liang thought that he wanted to be a literary magnate. When a literary magnate started to write, he had nothing to do with his hometown, local conditions, customs, mountains and landforms. Originally, in his eyes, Dai township was a small place with nothing to waste. But listening to the orphan's words, there is a place in his heart, struggling and expanding restlessly.

If a Green Peacock appears on dacha mountain, he can add it when he writes about Dai township. Because that's the real Dai village.

The next day, a Liang wanted to tell the orphan what he thought. He also wanted to do his best to build the peacock's home. He also wanted to go as far as possible to disperse the wild animals, scare away the wild animals lurking in the mountains and let the peacock go home. But on this day, he didn't see orphans in the bamboo forest or at the foot of the mountain

Frustrated, he stood in the bamboo forest, looking up at the bamboo overhead, the sun shining down. He thinks the world is spinning, what should he do

"What kind of choice are you going to make next? A Liang. " Tao Huizhen asked silently in her heart. This "work" suddenly stopped here. A Liang's handwriting was written here, and the book was confiscated by her.

From his works, Tao Huizhen doesn't see the substantive problems a Liang is facing. He and the orphan just want to "save the peacock". From the current point of view, a Liang still has not made a good decision on how to do it, but it is obvious that these days' truancy has something to do with it. Maybe he's on the way to "go as far as possible.".

Tao Huizhen suddenly remembers the story told by Dao Xiaotong.

She closed the little checkered book and put it at the table, ready to get into the quilt. A cry came from the bamboo tower: "teacher! Teacher, are you still up The visitor may see that the light is still on and know that Tao Huizhen is not sleeping. Listen to this voice, it's a Liang.

Tao Huizhen got up and looked down from the balcony of the bamboo building. A vague figure stood in front of the stairs on the first floor of the bamboo building. The light leaking from the upstairs just hit at the foot of the figure. He was barefoot.

"Is it a liang?"

"Teacher, it's me. I'll bring you some boiled mountain herbs. My father said that this medicine can relieve pain and heal wounds. Put it on the teacher's finger. " A Liang looks up and says.

Tao Huizhen nodded silently and looked at the southern half of the sky. After the soft rain, the night sky was very clear, even without a cloud. She saw the stars in the deep sky of summer night. Take your eyes back. She runs downstairs.