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The two of them had a tacit understanding and stopped talking.

When everyone arrived, Li He began to teach Pinyin on the blackboard as usual. Then he wrote the words "sweep and handle" and had everyone read it several times. He also explained the stroke structure and asked everyone to copy it.

Most of them put a thin piece of paper on a bench, squat down and write one stroke at a time, looking at the blackboard every time they write.

Someone asked from below, "Erhe, it's New Year's Eve tomorrow night, so we can't be left here to celebrate the New Year, right?"

Some people also say, "It's okay to come to school on New Year's Eve and just take care of the food."

Someone said with a smile, "Wang Yulan is in the neighborhood committee classroom. Go say hello and ask him if he is happy."

"If you eat her, you'll want to kill her. Stop thinking about it and stop daydreaming."

Li He couldn't stand that these old ladies were making arrangements for his own, and they were doing it in front of him, so he hurriedly spoke out, otherwise he didn't know why the fun was gone, "I'll have a rest tomorrow, come here on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year evening."

"You can't go out on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year."

"The Stove Lord is here to check the household registration"

Li He forgot about this and had to discuss it with the two teachers when he went back, so he could only change his mind and said, "Then it will be on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, on the evening of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."

After discussing it in this way, everyone had no objections and it became quiet.

Many people left one after another, and only a few were left writing slowly for a while. Li He waited for a while before turning off the lights, locking the door and leaving the classroom.

Turning on the flashlight, he found He Zhaodi squatting in the aisle. Li He went over and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Zhaodi's hands were full of kerosene. She pointed to the broken lampshade on the ground and said, "The wire on the handle of the kerosene lamp may be rusty. It accidentally broke when I lifted it."

Li He took a look at the ground and saw that it was a simple kerosene lamp. He took an old ink bottle and put kerosene in it. It wrapped a tinplate with a cotton wick, and then added a lampshade, so he said, "Go wipe the handle in the snow. Just pick up the wick, there's no need to worry about the rest. I'll take you back."

He Zhaodi hesitated and said, "I found the ink bottle with great difficulty."

"I'll give you a can and bottle tomorrow. I have it at home. I'll ask my fourth child to deliver it to you tomorrow morning."

"Are you really going to give me a can?" Seeing Li He nodding, He Zhaodi hurriedly said, "I don't want your fourth child to give it to me. I'll go get it myself tomorrow morning."

"That's okay, let's go, I'll take you back."

Although the two families are in the same village, they are not the same production group. Lizhuang is distributed in a strip along the river, so it is a bit far away. There is a small river to cross to get to He Zhaodi's house.

After leaving the village committee, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. At this time, there was a vast white field everywhere. There were no households, so there was no reference point, making it difficult to identify the road.

The two of them were a little panicked in the white wilderness. He Zhaodi suddenly said, "Why don't you go back? I'll find a haystack and hide for one night. I'll be fine in the morning."

The snow kept falling, and it got heavier and heavier.

After hearing He Zhaodi's words, Li He shook his head and said, "Try to find a way again."

Li He took a few steps forward and raised the flashlight a little further. The brightness of the flashlight was limited and could not see very far. It was white under his feet and dark in the distance.

He Zhaodi suddenly said to a few branches barely protruding from the snowdrift under the light, "That is Dagouzi, a banyan tree stubble, I remember it."

He Zhaodi is on the north side of the ditch. The ditch is not easy to pass, so she usually has to walk around this ditch. This time, in order to rush for time, she did not go around in a hurry.

She walked to the edge of the ditch and walked down carefully. Because the ditch was deep and steep, and it was snowing, after just a few steps, the sole of my foot suddenly slipped and I fell to the bottom of the ditch.

He Zhaodi struggled in the snow for a long time before getting up. Her arm was in pain.

Li He hurried over, helped him up, and dusted the snow off her, "Why are you so reckless? If there are tree stubble inside, it's not a joke to get stuck in your body."

He Zhaodi smiled and said, "It's no big deal. According to me, I'd better find a haystack to be more practical."

Li He didn't know what to do. It was impossible to bring a big girl home, and it must be impossible to explain clearly.

Li He wouldn't worry if she was left to sleep alone on a haystack.

As for sleeping with her on a haystack, if someone saw her in the morning, the two of them would have to face the wind and stink for three miles from now on.

He Zhaodi's head was swollen and her forehead was buzzing with pain. She ignored Li He and turned around to walk back.

Li and the flashlight quickly found a way for him.

When He Zhaodi saw a raised bump, she went over to pull off the snow and said happily, "I just said, this is a pile of wheat straw."

After picking up the wheat straw inside, the man got in, found a comfortable position, and said to Li He, "Erhe, you go back, I'll stay up all night and wait until the sky gets a little brighter."

Li He used a flashlight to shine on the path he had taken. Their footprints were covered with snow, and no trace could be found at all.

The road I finally found was gone again, so I had to smile bitterly, "Do you think I can still find my way back?"

He Zhaodi laughed and pulled the grass next to her to make some space. "That's just right. You can come in too. It's very warm."

Li He had no choice but to squeeze in carefully, and squeezed the surrounding wheat straw a little more firmly, deliberately keeping a distance from He Zhaodi.

He Zhaodi said, "It's okay. Come over here so we can stay warm."

The snow is still falling outside, but the haystack is really warm.

Li He turned off the flashlight, and everything was dark, except for the heavy breathing of the two people.

Li He wanted to find something to talk about, but he didn't know what to say.

He Zhaodi suddenly said, "Erhe, I admire you very much. You have always studied well and can go to university in the capital. You will have your own path in the future."

Li He said, "Everyone will be fine with me, and you will be fine too, maybe even better than me. Why do you envy me?"

"Thank you, so I don't believe in fate. I have to earn my life in my life."

Li He didn't know whether he was admired or distressed when he heard He Zhaodi's powerful words. He didn't say anything for a long time. This girl didn't have the slang and slang of ordinary rural girls. Every word she said was different from others. For those who didn't know, they thought He is a student who studies.

If Li He didn't know about his past life, he would just listen to it, but he did know how hard this girl was. This sentence may have been said through gritted teeth, but Li He was also respectful at this time.

He Zhaodi added, "But I am still just a rural girl, a rural girl who is good for nothing."

Li He hurriedly said, "How could it be? If you work so hard, you will definitely be great in the future. Believe me, you will be great. You will make everyone proud of you."

"It would be great if you didn't go to college." He Zhaodi suddenly whispered.