Chapter 114

After three city games, Jiang Xi felt a little tired.

She knew that Director Zhang retired during this summer vacation. Although she didn't know how he was doing this time, he often returned to school later to visit students. Occasionally, she would meet him outside the office of the Academic Affairs Office when he came to visit the school. Knowing that his life was not in danger, Jiang Xi was not too worried.

The more things she experienced and the more of the world she saw, the less she liked to use other people's affairs to exhaust herself. For her, all things in the world are nothing more than trying her best. If she fails after trying her best, then so be it.

There may be regrets, but she will not exhaust herself too much, just like when she knew that Director Zhang was sick.

Since No.1 Middle School and Wu Middle School are located in the same area, the two schools share the same bus. There are a total of 40 students and teachers, and the bus can seat 45 people. Some students who are carsick try to sit in the front, leaving a row of seats in the back empty.

Jiang Xi sat in the last row.

She leaned her head against the back of the bus, staring out the window with empty eyes, and closed her eyes unconsciously.

"Jiang Xi, Jiang Xi, we're here."

When Song Peifeng got off the bus, he saw Jiang Xi, who was sitting next to him in the last row on the left, still sleeping, so he went over and pushed her.

Jiang Xi was half asleep when she was suddenly woken up. She opened her eyes and saw Song Peifeng. She was still a little dazed, not knowing what day it was. She blinked a few times before she came to her senses and said, "Okay, thank you."

She sat there in a daze, looking at him. Her hair was still in a mess, and she looked strange and confused, as if she was out of this world.

He got off the car and saw that she was still in a daze. He turned back and called her, "Jiang Xi, we're here, get off."

Jiang Xi then got off the car with her bag.

It was still afternoon when they set out, but it was dusk when they arrived in Wucheng. The sunlight was no longer so bright, but a warm golden color.

She looked around blankly, and then she realized that she was at the gate of Wuzhong, and the opposite door was No. 1 Middle School. She immediately carried her schoolbag and ran to her store, like a lost puppy eager to go home.

It was not until she saw her grandfather that she suddenly felt relieved.

"Grandpa!" Her voice was crisp.

Grandpa Jiang was lying on a recliner, rocking slowly, and on the stool beside him was his beloved radio.

Even though there was a TV in the store now, his favorite was still the radio. The old man knew very well in his heart that the TV belonged to Tong Jingang, and the radio was his own.

He was listening to the weather forecast on the radio, trying to determine if there would be another flood this year. When he heard his granddaughter's cry, he smiled and looked at her, straightening up slightly: "Are you back?"

"Yeah!" She put down her schoolbag and turned on her computer: "Where's my second brother?"

"He went to play basketball with King Kong."

Jiang Xi finished her exam at 3:30 in the afternoon. Their bus left at 4 o'clock and returned to Wucheng in an hour and a half.

Because Jiang Xi said that the school would close on time at 5 o'clock every day, Jiang Bai would go to the playground of No. 1 Middle School to play basketball every evening when it was not so hot. The guard knew the two of them and knew that they were graduates of No. 1 Middle School and went in to play basketball. In the evening, it would not affect the classes of the new senior students who were still taking extra classes at school, so he would let them in.

Now Jiang Bai still eats and fetches water in the cafeteria of No. 1 Middle School.

Knowing that Jiang Bai played basketball at No. 1 Middle School, Jiang Xi knew that she didn't have to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner, so she concentrated on typing on the computer.

Yesterday, she went to the city to take an exam, and she hadn't written yesterday's and today's manuscripts yet. Because of the tight schedule of the training team during the summer vacation, there are currently no manuscripts saved at the "Martial Arts" magazine, so Jiang Xi has to write and publish every day.

After writing for less than an hour, Jiang Bai and Tong Jingang came back with food and two bottles of hot water.

Jiang Bai's face still retained the excitement after playing basketball, and his face was slightly red from the summer sunset. When he saw Jiang Xi, he smiled: "Xi Xi is back?"

Tong Jingang put down the hot water kettle in his hand, pulled a small stool over, sat around the table, and ate with Jiang Bai and the others.

Tong Jingang is the only son in the family, without any brothers or sisters. The one he gets along best with is Jiang Bo. He treats Jiang Bo as his own brother. The first thing he does every day after getting up and eating is to run to Jiang Bo's place.

Because Jiang Bo's store has computers!

Because his parents are both part-time workers, his mother works in the hospital, and his father works in the water and electricity bureau. Their wages and benefits are not low. At most, they have a little more food, but they are not yet at the level of buying a computer. But our sister actually bought a computer!

Jiang Xi is usually in the training team for classes. When he is not in the store, Tong Jingang comes to Jiang Xi's store to use the computer.

At the beginning, neither of them knew how to type, so they used two-finger meditation. Jiang Xi wrote a Wubi root formula and posted it on the wall, asking them to memorize the root formula first and then practice typing.

Tong Jingang was addicted to the Internet and couldn't get off the Internet, but Jiang Bai didn't. It was hot in the summer, and when it was hot every day, not many people went out shopping, and few people came to buy clothes. Jiang Bai listened to Jiang Xi and practiced typing seriously according to the root formula. From the stiff two-finger meditation at the beginning, he can now slowly type some words, but he can't do it like Jiang Xi, which is blind typing without looking at the keyboard.

When there are customers in the store, it is the time for Tong Jingang to occupy the computer.

He was addicted to games like "Minesweeper", "Freecell" and "Spider Solitaire". He could spend an entire afternoon playing Freecell.

After dinner, Jiang Xi was usually in class at Wuzhong Training Team. Tong Jingang used the computer at night. Unfortunately, Jiang Xi had to stay in the store to write today. Tong Jingang dawdled until after eight o'clock without even touching the computer. He left reluctantly.

His parents had come back and asked him if he had received his admission letter.

He put the smelly shoes on the shoe rack: "No, I'm still waiting. It should be in these two days."

His mother sometimes has to work the night shift and is very busy. Tong Jingang has been very independent since he was a child and can take care of his own affairs. She has nothing to worry about, especially when she knows that his good brother has been admitted to the same Shanghai University as him. The two of them will take care of each other then. She is more relieved and said, "If you have nothing to do, ask Xiao Jiang to come home for dinner."

She casually took out twenty yuan and gave it to Tong Jingang. She herself didn't have time to cook for them. Tong's father cooked more at home.

Tong Jingang took the money and said happily, "Okay, Mom, I know. Don't worry about me!"

In Shenzhen, Jiang's father heard no news about Jiang Bai day by day. He realized that he cared too little about Jiang Bai and didn't even know his class teacher's phone number. Now he couldn't get in touch with him. He wanted to contact his daughter, but he didn't have the teacher's phone number.

Moreover, the students in the second year of high school will be divided into arts and science departments, and Jiang Xi's homeroom teacher may have to be changed. He still doesn't know which class Jiang Xi is in, let alone how to find him. He remembered that the brigade secretary's daughter seemed to be studying in Wu Middle School, so he called the brigade headquarters and asked the brigade secretary if his daughter Jiang Hehua had Jiang Xi's school phone number. If not, the contact number of Wu Middle School would also be fine.

The brigade secretary went home and asked Jiang Hehua. When Jiang Hehua heard that it was Jiang's father who asked for Jiang Xi's phone number, she replied without thinking, "No."

The brigade secretary thought that his daughter meant that she didn't have the phone number of No. 1 Middle School, so she didn't care. She complained to Hehua's mother, "Look at this big guy. His three sons and daughters are studying in No. 1 Middle School, but he doesn't even know the teacher's number at No. 1 Middle School, and he still calls to ask me?"

Hehua's mother chuckled and said, "You know Guoping's wife, right? Don't you know that she loves her eldest son? Last year, her eldest son took the college entrance examination, and she went to accompany him for more than half a year, but she still doesn't have the phone number of No. 1 Middle School?" She ate the food and shook her head, "I don't believe it."

Thinking of Jiang's mother when she was young and now Jiang's mother who has aged a lot due to the hardships of life, the brigade secretary also shook his head.

When he was young, he went to Jiang's mother's house to propose marriage. In fact, it was a matchmaker who introduced them.

Jiang's mother was not as thin as she is now when she was young. She was a little plump when she was young. A little plump is much more popular than a skinny girl. Her father was the captain of the coal mountain team, and she was a well-known capable man in the surrounding area. Who wouldn't want to marry Jiang's mother at that time?

But no one could have imagined the fate of life. Who would be a capable person that so many people in the surrounding area wanted to marry? Now she is heard roaring and quarreling at home every other day. Who could have thought that Jiang Guoping, who was the most vigorous and energetic man in the village, would one day be in huge debt, and it has been so many years?

The next time Jiang's father called, the brigade secretary told Jiang's father that he didn't have the phone number of No. 1 Middle School: "But I have the phone number of the teacher at Wu Middle School here, you can call Wu Middle School and see." He reminded Jiang's father: "It may not be useful."

It was summer vacation, and the teachers of the first and third grades of high school were on vacation. Only the students who were promoted from the second grade to the third grade of high school were in school for make-up classes. Moreover, No. 1 Middle School and Wu Middle School had been in opposition for so many years, and the teachers at Wu Middle School might not help him find the teachers at No. 1 Middle School.

After thanking the brigade secretary, Jiang's father called Wu Middle School again and asked if the teachers at Wu Middle School had the phone number of the teachers at No. 1 Middle School. He said that he had a child taking the college entrance examination, but because he was working outside, it was inconvenient to call, so he wanted to ask the teachers at Wu Middle School if they had the phone number of the teachers' office at No. 1 Middle School. If not, could they help him ask, and he would call back at this time tomorrow.

Nowadays, there are too many people working outside, and telephones are not yet popular. Many villages only have one telephone. After listening to what Jiang's father said, the teachers could understand and said, "Here is the number of No. 1 Middle School, please write it down." After reporting the number, he said, "I'll give you the number. It's summer vacation now, I don't know if there is anyone in their office!"

In this way, Jiang's father finally got through to No. 1 Middle School and asked Jiang Bai. When the teachers of No. 1 Middle School heard it, they said, "Are you from the graduating class? They are graduating from the third year of high school, and the teachers are all on vacation. No one is in school." The teachers in the third year of high school have been busy for three years, especially the second and third years of high school. They have been teaching during the winter and summer vacations, and the pressure is very high. Now they have finally graduated a class of students. Don't they have to have a good rest this summer vacation?

Let’s not talk about where to travel, at least you can go fishing and play chess in the old house in the countryside, so it’s not easy to find these graduation class teachers.

“Which class is your son in?”

As a result, Jiang’s father didn’t know.

The teacher who answered the phone was speechless: “Even if you are busy with work, you don’t care about your children, right? After three years of high school, you have graduated, and you don’t even know which class your child is in?”

Jiang’s father and mother really didn’t know.

When Jiang Song was in high school, Jiang's father and mother carried bags of food on their shoulders, fearing that their son would be hungry or cold at school. One of them was busy registering his son and getting close to the teachers, saying that she was also a former student of No. 1 Middle School; the other was busy getting a new quilt and a new water bottle for his son, making his bed and hanging a mosquito net. The couple also asked other people in the dormitory to take good care of Jiang Song.

When Jiang Bai went to high school, because Jiang Song was already there, there was no need for them to go there. Jiang Song led Jiang Bai to register and take care of everything. It was the same when Jiang Xi was in high school. In this life, Jiang Xi was still led by Jiang Bai. In her previous life, Jiang Xi entered the class of 1996. When she entered high school, Jiang Bai had already graduated. Grandpa Jiang had to guard the mountain and could not take her to register. She was alone, coming to a strange place, entering a strange school, facing strange classmates and teachers, carrying rice, quilts, packages and other things by herself.

Why was she not full even though there was rice at home? Because no one brought her rice and food, and she couldn't carry so much rice and food at once, and she didn't have the money to afford the round trip fare, which was at least five yuan. It cost

five yuan to take a bus to Shuibu Town, but she had to take a boat home from Shuibu Town. Even if she walked to Shuibu Town, she still had to pay the ferry fee.

The ferry fee was ten cents per trip in the early days, and then it increased to twenty cents. When she went to college, it had increased to fifty cents.

She couldn't even afford to go home.

Anyway, these two children have been obedient, responsible, and honest since they were young, and never made them worry or worry, so they naturally stopped worrying, thinking that they could handle it.

So Jiang's father and mother didn't know Jiang Bai's class, nor did they know Jiang Xi's class.

Jiang's father hesitantly said, "His name is Jiang Bai, and he has a brother from the previous class, named Jiang Song."

Speaking of Jiang Song, the teacher really knew him, because Jiang Song was good at making friends, and his friendships were not limited to classmates or peers. He made friends with people from 80-year-old men and women to children of two or three years old. Not only did his classmates in school treat him as a brother, but he also had a good relationship with the teachers.

Although the teacher was not familiar with Jiang Song, he still knew Jiang Song, who graduated from the previous class, because of Jiang Song's ability to make friends and his overly active personality.

He said helplessly: "You told me that Jiang Song is useless? Jiang Song has graduated for more than a year, and I have no place to find him to help you find out which class your younger son is in." The teacher who answered the phone complained: "Good guy, as a parent, your two sons are both studying in No. 1 Middle School. After a few years, you still don’t know which class your children are in."

He thought that Jiang's father didn't even know Jiang Song's class.

Jiang's father thought of his daughter Jiang Xi who was also studying in No. 1 Middle School.

But Jiang Bai has been in No. 1 Middle School for three years, and this teacher doesn't even know which class he is in. How can he know Jiang Xi who has only been here for a year?

But he still said without hope: "By the way, he has a younger sister who is in the first year of high school. Her name is Jiang Xi."