"And then?"

"Then I was rescued." Cheng Cheng said: "in fact, at that time, I was already in my teens, and I didn't read any books. My adoptive father told me that he had nowhere to go, and he had no money at all. He asked me if I could stay at home for a while. Of course, I agreed. He followed me to live at home. Although he has some problems here, he has to read every day. Moreover, when he sees that I am lazy all day long and does nothing, he does not want to drag me to read and read. "

Cheng Cheng looked at Jiang Xiao and said, "my study was enlightened by him. He taught me to read and read. Moreover, when our village head found out that he had a brilliant literary talent, he asked him to teach in the village primary school and asked the villagers to pay him some money, and the village team would also give him a little salary. "

Jiang Songhai exclaimed, "so he is still a teacher?"

"Yes." Cheng Cheng nodded and laughed. "Every day at home, I will teach him how to do it. I can be very dignified, like a teacher. If he has any inappropriate behavior or said something wrong in class, I will cough twice to remind him, and he will know that he can't go on like this. If he says it well, I'll give him a thumb. Of course, when it comes to culture, he is not vague at all. He is knowledgeable and speaks vividly. The students like him very much. "

Jiang Xiao and Meng looked at each other in the past, but they didn't expect that ah Liu still lived such a life these years.

If we say that it was in Chengcheng's teens, it should be shortly after Jiang Qingzhu left Siyang village. When Jiang Xiao was about three years old, ah Liu had already wandered to X province.

Cheng Cheng must have been very clever when he was a child, so that he could teach each other with him, making ah Liu a teacher in the village.

Imagining their situation in class, Jiang Xiao is both comforted and distressed.

Cheng Cheng said with a smile: "of course, our village is very poor. Don't think of the teachers there like those in the town. In fact, there are about a dozen students in our village. Each of them moves their own tables and stools from home, and then gathers in the village ancestral hall. The blackboard is still the village head who walked for a long time and went to the town school to ask for it. Classroom is not a classroom, a total of only a teacher, some students pay tuition is a few sweet potatoes. Therefore, until now, the adoptive father has not been on the teacher's file. Moreover, since the school building was built in the village four or five years ago, he has not gone to teach any more. The town has sent formal teachers to the village. "

Jiang Xiao can actually imagine such a situation.

She whispered, "that's good enough."

"Well, that's good." Cheng Cheng said, "he taught me about four years, and then I went to be a soldier."

"Why do you want to be a soldier?"

"By the way, you may not believe it." Cheng Cheng suddenly looked at Meng Xinian and said, "it was my adoptive father who asked me to go. One day, he woke up in a dream, and then told me that many bad people, bad people in long white clothes, were caught by people in military uniform. He told me that those who wear military uniform are good people, so I will wear military uniform in the future

Both Jiang Xiao and Meng were stunned in the past.

Jiang Xiao's heart is a little strange.

Bad guys in long white clothes?

Caught by men in uniform?

How does she feel, just those people in white coats?

Meng held Jiang Xiao's hand in the past year and found that she was distracted.

"Little."

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