In 1986, when I graduated from high school, I was 18 years old and returned to my hometown, where I was born and raised.
At that time, I don't know what was going on, but I don't know if the teachers didn't teach well or because the students didn't want to learn, and the students' academic performance was not particularly good.
Take our school as an example, there are four senior classes, and one university has not been admitted.
That year, there were two high school graduates in our village, and a girl in my village named Qiaoyun and I was.
After graduating from high school, I worked at home, helping my parents with the farm work I could, and helping my family with mules.
The mule in our family was caught by lot when the land was divided, and it was worth more than 800 yuan.
When they caught it, their parents cried for two or three days, they knew that they had no money for the production team, but they couldn't bear to give it to others.
Fortunately, we have three good relatives, my two aunts and uncles, and their family backgrounds are really one heaven and one earth.
When the three of them heard about our family's situation, they all came to our aid and lent our family 1,000 yuan to buy the mule.
According to my mother's wishes, I took it home from the production team, raised it for a while, and waited for the busy farming season, no matter how much money I lost to make money, I sold it, after all, there was no one in our family who could feed the livestock, and my father thought about it.
Our family has a large population, we have 6 brothers and sisters, parents, and an old grandmother, a total of 9 people, and the eldest brother is only seventeen or eighteen years old.
There are a lot of people, there are not many people who can work, the work of 9 acres of contracted land at home is done by parents, with this mule, parents have saved a lot of effort, and all the farm work such as pulling crops to the house, transporting manure to the field, sending fertilizer, according to the field are mules in front.
The mule is capable and valuable, and the parents are worth more than their own lives.
During the breeding process, my father asked the breeders in the original team for breeding techniques, and also asked me to go to the barren beach outside the village to graze and release the wind on Sundays and holidays after school.
In the summer, my father was afraid that it would be hot, so my father often flushed it with water to heat it up, and sometimes fanned it, and when winter came, my father was afraid that it would freeze, so he built a hut out of corn stalks for the mules to live in.
The mule was fat, under my father's careful care and my grazing, and its fur was smooth and shiny, and its fur was like that of a comb.
Winter turned to spring, and the wheat season was approaching a year later, and someone approached my father and asked for 1,000 yuan to buy our mule.
Maybe the father had a relationship with the mule, maybe he was so easy that he changed his mind and stopped selling.
The mule in our family not only contributed to our family, but also some people in the village often borrowed it for use, and my father was afraid that others would not use it well, so he was not at ease, so he went to work with the mule, and when the work was done, a number of people in the village gave my father two packs of cigarettes and two bottles of old white dry wine to show his gratitude.
Qiaoyun and I are the same age, we were both 18 years old when we graduated from high school, and when we ate a big pot of rice, we were a production team, we were not neighbors who lived, but we were neighbors who farmed.
Qiaoyun's family has 5 people, 3 parents and their siblings, and 5 acres of contracted land.
Qiaoyun's father began to go out to pound coal with the southerners after dividing the land, he rarely stayed at home all year round, he didn't do any work in the field at all, and Qiaoyun did the land at home alone.
According to the villagers, Qiaoyun's family is one of the few 10,000 yuan households in our village.
The wheat is yellow, the wheat is fragrant, and every household is busy preparing for it.
At that time, the wheat harvest was not like now, when the money was handed in, the combine harvester entered the field, and the crops could be harvested in two hours, and those who did not want to store it were pulled to the grain collection point and sold.
At that time, the first thing to do in the wheat harvest was to press the field, and after the field was pressed, the wheat was cut and pulled into the field to be sun-freshed.
It is not a simple matter to set aside two or three points of land on the ground, then harvest the wheat in the field, and then pull out the stubble. When it rains, after the rain, in order to save trouble, some people directly uproot the wheat roots, sprinkle the wheat bran, and start to crush it with the straw.
If the conditions are good, some people use a small 12-horsepower tractor to pull the iron rollers according to the field, and if the conditions are poor, they use livestock to pull the rope according to the field, and if the conditions are worse, if the family has labor, people will pull the rope according to the field. The most bitter thing is that there are no cars, no livestock, no manpower, and I am anxious when I look at people on the spot.
That was the case with the Qiaoyun family that year.
In previous years, Qiaoyun's family was driven by her uncle's family to help with a tractor, but this year, for some reason, she didn't come.
Seeing that other people's fields are almost finished, their own wheat fields still have no clue.
Because of the mule, our wheat field was relatively easy to press, and after pressing it three or four times, it was done.
The head of the house was not at home, and Qiaoyun and the two couldn't press the scene, so they could only look at the neat ground and sigh.
One day, Qiaoyun was the only one looking at the neat land, and he had no idea at all.
I walked over, greeted her, and pressed her to do what she was doing.
She told me: "In previous years, my father had found someone to drive a tractor to their house, but this year, somehow, the car didn't come, and there was no information about the people."
I say; "In a few days, Mai will be coming in, and it's a big problem that you don't have a field."
She said; "Who's to say it isn't."
I took her and said, "Otherwise, I'll use our cattle for you to use on the field." ”
Qiaoyun was full of doubts: "You can speak seriously, don't be afraid of your mother scolding you."
I cheered up, patted my chest and said, "Okay, my mother is not as careful as you."
I took out the mule, put it on the road, and pressed the Qiaoyun family into the field.
In about an hour, the prototype of the wheat field was pressed out, although it was not very upright, but it also laid a strong foundation for the next step.
Good things don't go out, everything travels thousands of miles, and in just one day, the thing I gave Qiaoyun on the spot was seen and spread in the village.
Some people say that I am trying to plot against Qiaoyun.
Some people say that I have no backbone and give the enemy family a home.
Some people say my father.
And Qiaoyun's family did not react to this at all.
After my mother found out, she called me to ask questions, and I confessed everything to my mother.
When my mother heard this, her angry eyes shed tears and tears flowed into tears.
My mother said to me: "You don't know, my mother doesn't even match Qiaoyun's mother, you do this, how can you ask your mother to go out and meet people."
I didn't understand a little, so I said to my mother, "Why are you making a big fuss about the sesame grains."
Mother and Qiaoyun's mother are of the same age, and they used to work in a production team for a long time, and the relationship is also good.
Their conflict stems from a small incident.
Three years ago, when the Qiaoyun family had no watering tools for planting wheat in the autumn, they borrowed watering pipes and electric pumps from our family.
The electric pump is our family, and the pipe belongs to Zhuangshang Liu's sister-in-law.
The mother didn't think about it, so she handed over the electric pump and pipe for watering to Qiaoyun's mother.
Who knew that after Qiaoyun's mother used it, she was borrowed by her neighbor Brother Li.
Sister-in-law Liu watered with a pipe, and my mother took Sister-in-law Liu to our house to find Qiaoyun's mother, when Sister-in-law Liu heard that Qiaoyun's mother lent it to Brother Li, her face was blue with anger, and she looked angrily at her mother and went home by herself.
The mother knew that Sister-in-law Liu was angry with herself, so she chased to Sister-in-law Liu's house, said a basket of good words, and compensated Sister-in-law Liu for her understanding.
Mother and Qiaoyun's mother didn't know that Sister-in-law Liu and Brother Li were a pair of enemies.
Mother is a short-tempered person, she is used to listening to obedient words, where has she eaten the anger of others.
She rushed to Qiaoyun's house in a hurry, and said that Qiaoyun's mother was slashed and slashed, and there was no gate at all.
After that, the two of them ignored each other, and they went their separate ways when they met for work.
Now that my mother heard that I was pressing the scene for Qiaoyun's family, she was angry and wiped tears from her eyes, and tears were in her eyes.
My mother said to me angrily: "Everyone in the village knows that I don't even have a relationship with her, and you still help their family to press the scene, where do you let your mother's face go." ”
I looked at my mother's sad look and said, "We are neighbors with her, and their family didn't press the game, so why not help them."
My father agreed with my approach: "How can I keep the past in my heart, you are not tired and panicked, you really have long hair and short knowledge, our wheat has been harvested, and their wheat is not good because it cannot be pressed, and our faces are not good-looking."
The mother listened to her father's words and was silent. We know that my mother thinks what we say makes sense.
My father was afraid that I hadn't pressed Qiaoyun's field properly, so he went to the field again to take a look, and then led the mule to pull Lu Qi while the moisture was not dry, and pressed it twice.
After the field dried, the light was as bright as a mirror, and there was not even a single crack on the field.
That year, Qiaoyun's wheat harvest was particularly good, and the grains were returned to the warehouse.
At the end of the year, Qiaoyun's father came home, and he and Qiaoyun's mother came to our house to invite our family to the hotel to express their gratitude.
At the dinner table, Qiaoyun's mother compensated her mother because of what happened back then, and her mother said: "I'm careful of my eyes."
Since then, our two families have been reconciled.
In the third year after I graduated, our township recruited substitute teachers for middle schools throughout the township, and the requirement was to graduate from high school.
Qiaoyun and I both signed up, passed the professional exam, we both passed smoothly, and were assigned to the middle school as teachers, I teach Chinese, and she teaches English.
With the children, my life is full of sunshine, and I know that only when I become a public teacher, the three-foot podium is the place to work for a long time.
At that time, I had a dream to work hard to become a public teacher.
After two years of classes, the district has set up a teacher training school, and private teachers can be admitted for further study, and after graduation, they can join the public service and become regular teachers.
Qiaoyun and I were admitted to the further education school at the same time.
On the day of reporting, Qiaoyun called me to go with me. I hesitated and said, "My family can't come up with that money, I can't go to further education, and 5,000 yuan is a lot of money."
Qiaoyun pondered for a while, said to me, "I have a way", and ran away from me after speaking.
I couldn't figure it out: "A hairy girl, where did she get so much money?"
The next day after breakfast, I was in a daze at home, because my family had no money, I might not be able to go to further education, and I was destined to farm at home.
At this moment, Qiaoyun's mother appeared in front of our family.
She said to our family: "My child is admitted to further education, I heard that there is no money to go to school, this is a good opportunity, we can't miss it, after this village, there will be no such shop."
I heard that the child was worried about the tuition fee and didn't want to go to school, so I brought him 5,000 yuan, and I will report tomorrow with the money. ”
Only then did I understand what Qiao Yun meant.
The mother took the money, tears glistened, and thanked Qiaoyun's mother for her kindness.
Qiaoyun and I went to the teacher training school to study, and from winter to spring, our two hearts came together.
After graduating three years, I became a public teacher in the town middle school, and on the three-foot podium, I wrote my ideals with struggle.