When the meeting adjourned that night, Jiang Wang quickly rose to the ranks of the middle and upper class in the favor of the masses, so much so that many big brothers and sisters chatted and asked him to go to their house for dinner tomorrow.
When the relatives had dispersed in twos and threes, Jiang Wang and Ji Linqiu cleaned up the soot, melon seeds, husks and husks all over the floor. The two old people were already exhausted laughing and chatting all night, so they simply helped and went back to wash up.
Ji Changxia didn't participate in the chat the whole time. She finally went back to her mother's house for the Chinese New Year, and met her brother in a hurry when she came in. After that, she stayed in the back kitchen with her cousins and sisters-in-law to prepare steamed and fried things for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Ji Linqiu hadn't felt the atmosphere here for several years. When he was sweeping the floor, he found that someone had spit a few mouthfuls of yellow phlegm on the floor tiles of his house. He frowned and wiped it off with a wet tissue, with a disgusted expression on his face.
"It's very uncomfortable." Jiang Wang looked at him, but his mind was elsewhere: "A few years ago, when your parents stayed at home alone for the New Year, it was probably more difficult than it is now."
Ji Linqiu can escape, and he can go to a place with high mountains and far away to support education and avoid the world. The old people have already fallen here, and they can only laugh every year, trying to explain to others that their only son didn't run away, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with being arrested and imprisoned.
Jiang Wang said lightly, as if he suddenly brought back a lot of out-of-control steelyards.
"People's words are terrible." Ji Linqiu said in a low voice: "I might as well take my parents to the provincial capital."
"It's not impossible," Jiang Wang laughed: "Let's make up our minds this year, and deal with your job transfer first."
Ji Linqiu was silent for a moment, turned his back and cleaned the banana peel beside the chair legs.
The sound is a bit muffled.
"Brother Duan and the others treated me very well, and the environment in other schools is also good."
"But if, in the future, I really go in that direction... I will never be a teacher again."
Once the school hears about it, Duan Zhao, who recommended him to teach, will also be implicated.
The three words homosexuality are inexplicably linked with the corruption of teachers' morality, as if it is bound to poison countless young people.
Jiang Wang paused, understanding what he meant by 'that direction'.
He fell silent.
Ji Linqiu was a bit tentative when he mentioned this matter, but when he heard that the people behind him stopped talking, his heart sank suddenly.
yes. The resistance they have to face is too...
"Isn't that a very good thing." The man was quite happy: "Yes, you can resign, why didn't I think of it?"
Ji Linqiu: "...?"
When Jiang Wang was in a good mood, sweeping the floor opened wide and closed like painting splashed ink landscapes: "I don't think it's okay to write reports every day in public schools with less money and more work."
"Why don't you take the lead as the principal, and we can get a nationwide chain of remedial classes later on—it's also convenient for me to sell books and test papers, and provide a full range of services."
The man slapped his hands: "Ji Linqiu, you are such a genius!"
Ji Linqiu: Wait, I don't seem to mean that.
In just two or three hours, Ji Linqiu's status changed from 'poor autistic teacher' to 'wandering son and lover' and then to 'national gold medal tutoring class honorary principal', which is inexplicable and logical.
Ji Linqiu had already given up on saving his pure reputation, he only stopped to look at Jiang Wang, and said with a smile, "Are you serious?"
Jiang Wang always seems to be different from other people.
He can always find a new way out, without giving himself any time to grieve.
It was as if nothing could stop him.
There's a flirtatious pride and narcissism in it, but it's also very manly.
"My true identity is a profiteer." Jiang Wang blinked his amber eyes, and his voice was low and bewitching: "Profits never lie."
Well, turn around and sell me, I guess I will count the money for you.
Teacher Ji didn't realize that he had been abducted from the right path by someone for a long time, and he still had a bit of freshness in being a gangster.
Jiang Wang helped him clean up the tables, chairs and benches in the hall on the first floor, while his mind was spinning rapidly.
It’s only 2007 now, and everything about learning a certain Sihua × Street English is still in its infancy.
The fierce competition in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou has already swallowed up the market by many forces, but the second and third fronts, as well as places like Hongcheng, are mostly private and small-scale teaching, which is not successful.
His online shop is running smoothly, and he has enough funds to invest in the angel round. The only thing missing is a good management system.
——It is necessary to concentrate on absorbing excellent teachers, build a training system, and combine the advantages of the exclusive teaching materials of the "Golden Twelve Volumes" to revitalize them at one go.
Boss Jiang was still full of energy at 12:30: "That's it, you can resign after this term and come to work in our company."
Ji Linqiu raised his forehead again, and didn't know whether to praise him or not.
"Spend the New Year with me first, what's the rush?"
The man cheated: "I have a sore throat, Teacher Ji peel me a pear."
"It's not too bad to cut you," Ji Linqiu habitually continued to be anxious, but was interrupted by him again: "At dawn tomorrow, I will be a prodigal son in love, thank you."
"You're welcome," Jiang Wang slumped to the side, "Cut one off, pick a sweet one!"
In the end, it was shaved and eaten clean on the spot.
As soon as Ji Linqiu returned to his hometown, his psychological pressure soared, and he felt nervous that he would fight an assault or an ambush at any time.
He is very similar to his father, he has a kind of self-limitation that has been read, and it is impossible to break the situation like Jiang Wang.
But because of his familiarity with the group of relatives around him, Ji Linqiu instinctively felt that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow would really be the beginning of overcoming five hurdles and killing six generals.
He dare not relax.
The night passed, the dreams were chaotic and exhausting.
After a while, the teachers in the school held a criticism meeting, and put him in front of the whole school to reprimand and humiliate him.
For a while, the small passenger car circled and turned on the mountain road, as if it was about to fly out at any time.
I had five or six thrilling dreams in a row, and at the end I was suddenly embraced by a man, hugged and coaxed tenderly and affectionately, with warmth in my ears.
"What are you afraid of, Brother Wang loves you."
Even in the falling darkness, being coaxed so preciously and affectionately, it seems like there is no need to worry about anything.
Ji Linqiu woke up suddenly, and reflexively looked behind him.
He leaned against the wall of the old house and fell asleep alone. It was sunny outside the window and the birds were singing. It was early morning.
Jiang Wang slept in the guest room and never came.
Ji Linqiu sleeps very lightly in this environment, and her sister wakes up in the corridor in the middle of the night listening to every footstep.
He knew that Jiang Wang hadn't come, but instead sat by the quilt in a daze thinking about that dream.
Relying on one person is like soaking in sand in a clear river, silent and difficult to peel off.
He even regretted that he woke up too early and was not hugged by the person in the dream for a while longer.
The new day is also quite lively.
The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and many colleagues have texted New Year's greetings in advance.
There are also a lot of visits by relatives. A large number of migrant workers returned to their hometowns, leaving their wives and elderly people busy with housework, and chatting with friends playing cards with a cigarette in their mouths.
fortunately
Ji's father wanted to win over his son's affection, so he gently left them to have another meal at home.
During the dinner, they talked about the jade pendant on Ji Linqiu's wrist.
"I never buy jade," Ji Guoshen said with emotion: "Xiao Jiang, you can tell that we are a teacher's family, and the house is empty except for books. The TV was bought several years ago."
"But that time, when I was still in Xinjiang, my wife called in a hurry, saying that Linqiu suddenly became seriously ill, and the water hadn't healed after being hung up in the hospital for several days."
"He happened to be in the third year of high school at that time, and it was the time when he was studying hard. When he suddenly fell ill, I couldn't go back."
"After thinking about it, I felt guilty, so I asked a friend to go to the temple and beg for a piece of consecrated jade."
After the operation, the old man was weak, so he had to rest for a while to say a few words, and let Ji Linqiu refill half a cup of tea in silence.
"At that time, I didn't expect him to do well in the exam."
"I just hope that Linqiu is safe, healthy and happy, and nothing will happen to her."
Jiang Wang looked at the sheep fat jade on Ji Linqiu's wrist, and nodded slightly: "I think so too."
"Coincidentally," Ji Guoshen laughed without hearing what he meant, "After that piece of jade came back, Linqiu obediently wore it every day."
"—I really haven't been sick again, do you think it's not working?"
"Spiritual, spiritual!" Ji's mother has heard him tell this story more than 800 times, and she smiled while serving the dishes: "It's rare to come back in Linqiu and tell something fresh!"
Ji Linqiu helped arrange the dishes and looked at Jiang Wang: "Today I specially copied cowpea fried pork for you, and it wasn't spicy at all. Thank you, my sister."
Ji Changxia blushed: "This is what I should, no thanks no thanks!"
Jiang Wang tried to save a little face.
"Actually... I can eat slightly spicy food."
"For yesterday's meal, I called in advance to ask for slightly spicy." Ji Linqiu smiled gently: "You don't seem to be able to do it."
"..."
Eat at home at noon, and in the afternoon and evening, according to the rules, you have to visit the senior elders of Ji's family first, chat and drink with them.
The mountain road is winding and narrow, and the snow on the side of the road is about to melt. Free-range chickens and ducks are pecking in the forest. If you walk a few steps, there will be big yellow dogs following behind, wagging their tails, making them very close.
Ji Changxia led the way in front, and said in a low voice: "Uncle and his family brothers like to drink alcohol, you two have to be careful."
Jiang Wang became interested: "What kind of irrigation method?"
"Drink rice wine first, or open two bottles of red wine from the city, and then serve rice wine and white wine in turn." Ji Changxia looked worried: "Last time I drank a relative in the neighboring village, and almost froze to death when I returned home On the road, they are telling jokes every day now."
Ji Linqiu frowned: "It doesn't make any sense for those who celebrate Chinese New Year."
Jiang Wang smiled and said, "It's not a big problem."
When we arrived at the banquet, before the food was ready, Boss Jiang was surrounded by familiar faces, as if he was a newcomer.
He speaks pleasantly, unlike Ji Guoshen's only son who can't ask a fart for a long time, he speaks good and bad things well, and everyone is happy to chat with him.
The big brothers in several clans specially brought several boxes of wine, wanting to test the foreigner's kung fu.
— You can’t be compared to others outside!
The women also smiled, and occasionally chatted with each other while serving dishes and pouring water.
Ji Linqiu kept his eyes on the wine box with a cautious expression.
"Hey, Big Brother Jiang," the eldest son Ji Chuanrong said loudly, "Can you drink later?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, many people followed suit.
"Don't say you can't drink it, and those who are allergic and take medicine don't do that!"
"You urbanites are very good at making excuses. It's almost New Year's Eve. Come and have a drink to celebrate!"
It was as if the exam had officially started, and the questions were thrown in front of everyone.
Jiang Wang laughed: "Of course, come on, come on."
The crowd burst into applause immediately.