Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Prose -> Xiaoqing and Binbin

Chapter 59 The past of the archway (52) when Xiaoping met for the first time

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search for "Xiaoqinghe Binbin" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    Time flies so fast, and it is winter in the blink of an eye.

    When the first snow fell in Taiyuan, teacher Zhang Ruowang announced in class the establishment of a poetry club, which was named by the students themselves.

    Firstly, a letter of proposal for the poetry club was sent out in the class, setting off a vigorous wave of naming.  Teacher Zhang Ruowang looked at the full head below and said very happily: "Our poetry club is about to be established, just like a person must have a loud and elegant name, our poetry club must also choose a name that can express ideas and  The name that conveys the spirit of the establishment of the society. So I decided to give a prize to the name. Whoever¡¯s name is hired, the prize is a basket of orchid charcoal."

    As soon as Mr. Zhang's words fell, there was warm applause from below.

    "A basket of orchid charcoal!" Many students couldn't believe their ears.

    Taiyuan's winter is cold and windy, and the temperature is extremely low, especially sleeping in the dormitory that is slightly ventilated on all sides, and it still doesn't work to cover it with two layers of quilt at night.

    The academy does not provide charcoal fires, and all charcoal fires are purchased by the students themselves.  Shanxi has produced coal since ancient times. Students who are close bring coal from their homes, and students who are far away have no choice but to pay for it.  Some of the students in the academy got in with good grades, but their families were poor and they couldn't afford charcoal.  Taiyuan Prefecture itself is a coal powerhouse, with many small coal mines.  The cart pulling coal wobbles, and there will always be many small pieces of coal spilled out.  As a result, these spilled charcoal blocks have become treasures picked up by many people, and they can gain a lot by picking them up with the coal cart all morning.

    As a result, many students from poor academic backgrounds will come here to pick charcoal during their extracurricular time.

    Ding Erkang's family background is average, and his father would personally catch up with Che Tan to send it over in winter when he was in "Huai Tan Academy".  When we arrived in Taiyuan, it would take half a month to drive from Linggao County to Taiyuan Mansion. His father asked someone to send him a letter saying that he would send charcoal money. When Ding Erkang thought that the charcoal money was so much, his parents probably had to work hard.  He couldn't bear to raise money, he thought he could save a little money, the family has spent a lot of money just going to school for so many years, and he has never earned a penny for his parents when he grows up.

    Therefore, Ding Erkang also decided to join the charcoal picking team this winter, so as to minimize the burden on his parents.

    The daily classes are very tight, and only on Friday afternoon can I spare an hour to pick charcoal.

    Ding Erkang secretly kept Ling Shuanghua from telling her about picking charcoal.  Du Heng knew it, and at first Du Heng disagreed. He said to Ding Erkang, "Erkang, my charcoal fire money is enough for the two of us, so you can study with peace of mind and don't do these things that affect your study."

    But Ding Erya shook her head and said: "Brother Zimei, I appreciate your kindness, but I can't be a parasite on your body. I am so old, I should have taken some responsibility a long time ago, and learning should not affect you.  Now, I only pick an hour a week, pick up charcoal to save some money, just enough to burn for a week."

    As soon as Du Heng heard that it was useless to persuade, he had no choice but to say: "Then be careful, go early and return early, it doesn't matter if you don't pick enough, I will give you the charcoal evenly"!

    Ling Shuanghua didn't see Ding Erkang for several Fridays. She was a little curious. Ding Erkang never missed class. Did he feel unwell?

    Ling Shuanghua quietly went to inquire with Wang Zhaoping, but she didn't ask Du Heng, because she always felt that Du Heng was a bit unpredictable and difficult to get along with because she had been in class for so long.

    Wang Zhaoping is a straightforward person. As soon as he heard that Ling Shuanghua was asking about Ding Erkang, he quietly told Ling Shuanghua about Ding Erkang's going to pick charcoal.  I know that Erkang is also a person with strong self-esteem, the closer he is to a good friend, the more he should take his face into consideration.

    Ling Shuanghua was startled when she heard this. She was born in an official family and had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child. She lived in a warm pavilion in winter.  Some people don't have charcoal.

    On this Friday afternoon, the sky was blue and the sun was high in the sky. Ding Erkang was picking up charcoal on the road with a charcoal basket in his hand.  The charcoal blocks are very small, the largest one is no more than a walnut, and the small one is even as big as a soybean.  Ding Erkang, big or small, doesn't like it, as long as you pick it up, you can burn it and keep warm.

    Ding Erkang picked up the charcoal while murmuring, and soon a thin layer was laid under the charcoal basket.

    When Ding Erkang bent down again and stood up, he found that there was another person squatting beside him, and that person was following his example and throwing the picked charcoal into Ding Erkang's basket.

    While throwing it, he said: "Your level of charcoal picking is too bad. You see that other people's baskets are almost full, but yours is only a little bit. When will this be full?"

    ?Ding Erkang stared at the speaker, and it took him a long time before he said anything: "Ling Shuanghua, what are you doing here?"

    Ling Shuanghua tilted his head and replied playfully: "I'm here to pick charcoal. I know you'd be lazy by yourself, so I'll supervise you."

    Ding Erkang's face was a little red, and he said to me with a sullen face: "You don't study well in the classroom, wait for Mr. Zhang to accept you!"

    Ling Shuanghua saw Ding Erkang's more serious look, she pretended to be afraid, folded her hands on her chest, and said in a low voice: "It's scary, so scary! Then you don't study in the classroom, so you are not afraid that Mr. Zhang will punish you?"

    When Ding Erkang heard what Ling Shuanghua said, he stopped talking, and continued to bend down to pick up the charcoal.

    Ling Shuanghua didn't speak, but silently helped him pick up the charcoal.  The two picked it up quickly, and after a while, there were already more than half of the basket of charcoal blocks.

    Ding Erkang looked up at Ling Shuanghua at this moment, and couldn't help laughing.

    Ling Shuanghua grinned when he saw Ding Erkang smile.  Ding Erkang treated Ling Shuanghua so seriously at the beginning, and Ling Shuanghua was so frightened that he dared not speak. He was not sure why Ding Erkang was so serious.

    As soon as she heard Ding Erkang laugh, she also laughed with relief, and while laughing, she stroked her fallen hair with her hands, and said: "You are a person who is powerful at one time and laughs inexplicably at the other, really  It's hard to guess!"

    When Ding Erkang saw her, he pointed to her face and laughed even more, Ling Shuanghua was a little puzzled, she wiped her face with her hand, and said, "What are you laughing at, there is something on my face?  "

    Ding Erkang laughed so hard that he couldn't hold the basket on his arm. He put it on the ground, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to Ling Shuanghua: "Wipe your face quickly, you're almost done!  Kitten!"

    When Ling Shuanghua heard this, she quickly took out a small mirror from her waist pocket, took a picture of her face, and said, "Oh my god, why did you make it like this?" (Remember this site's website: www.  hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report