34. Fire this troublemaker
Lin Zhengze invited Wenhua to be a volunteer and accompany him to visit left-behind children, and Wenhua agreed.
Although the conditions in remote mountainous areas are backward, they have their own charm of beautiful mountains and clear waters. Wen Hua stood on the roof of the teaching building and looked at the winding river in the distance. She thought of when she was a child, she followed her grandmother to the countryside. There was also a river like that, extending from the town to the village, with no end. When she was a child, she and her friends wanted to explore the source of the river, but they walked for an entire afternoon and still didn't reach the end. Instead, they missed dinner.
The days when she lived with her grandmother in her childhood were some of her few good memories, and she laughed from the bottom of her heart when she thought of those days.
In the yard, volunteers organized the children to draw, play games, and study a mental health picture book. Lin Zhengze was talking to a child at the table tennis table from a distance. Wen Hua came here for the first time and couldn't help much, so he tried to stay alone and not cause trouble.
Wenhua went downstairs to the bathroom, and when she came out she saw a child sitting on the steps in the corner, with his back to her and not moving.
"Hello, I'm Wenhua," she walked over and stretched out her hand to greet her. The child was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.
"I particularly don't like this kind of activity. I hated this kind of group activity the most when I was young. Of course, I still hate it now, because even if I don't study anymore, there are more group activities like this after I start working," she said as she sat next to her.
"Are you a teacher?" the little girl asked her.
"No, I just followed them to help. Of course, I can't help much."
She didn't say anything, and there was a piece of paper next to her. Wenhua had seen it before. It was a test for the children that volunteer Xiao Wu brought when he came. It was a coloring card test that required choosing patterns and colors.
"When I was in elementary school, the teacher assigned me an assignment. I had to write a letter to someone and send it by registered mail. I had to hand in the registered mail form to the teacher as a sign of completion. I remember I was in fifth grade, and you should be in fifth or sixth grade too, right?" Wen Hua asked her halfway through.
The girl nodded, clearly interested in the second half of her story.
"All the relatives and friends I knew at that time were in the same city. How could I have any friends from other places to write letters to? But it doesn't matter. My parents are in another city, and I grew up with my grandparents. You know, I don't want to write that letter anymore. I think it's so corny and contrived!"
"And then? Did you write it?"
"I didn't write a single word. I put a piece of blank paper in the envelope. I copied the recipient's address from a magazine at home, but wrote my father's name. Finally, I finished my homework."
"Why do we have to write a letter? What should we write in the letter? You know, when I was a child, what I was most afraid of was talking to my parents, because we didn't contact each other at all. But the teacher said that letters should express one's thoughts and write down what is in one's heart. I don't want to write what is in my heart to anyone," Wen Hua said, tilting her head to look at her.
"Are your parents also working outside?" the little girl asked her.
"Yes, they went to work and live in other places before I was born."
After saying that, the little girl looked at her and didn't want to talk anymore, fiddling with the test paper in her hands.
"Let me tell you something, if you don't want to write this, but everyone has to write it, there is another way."
"What?"
Wen Hua took the paper and "chose randomly."
A fifth-grade child naturally knows this method, but she may not understand that these questions are not simple multiple-choice questions, but will be treated as case analyses. Wen Hua reminds her this time and again.
Fooling people is a skill she learned since childhood. She tells lies, jokes and confusing words as long as she can make people happy on the surface. Who has the time to communicate deeply with you and resonate with your soul every day!
It was almost time, so she got up and left without saying goodbye to her. Turning around, Lin Zhengze was standing behind the house. Seeing her, he smiled and said, "From now on, you are my official employee and I will pay you a salary."
Wen Hua was confused and asked, "Why?"
"So I can fire you, troublemaker!"
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