"Teacher Yang, these shoes of yours are not good. We have dirt roads over there. You'd better change to a pair of rain boots."

Liu Qingshan looked at the stylish leather sandals on the feet of the female support teacher and quickly reminded him.

Not only does this female teacher have fashionable leather shoes, she also dresses in a fashionable style.

The neat ponytail does not have the iconic hairpins of this era.

Wearing a beige windbreaker, the windbreaker has obviously been modified, and the waist is tucked in, highlighting the exquisite curves of the body.

Coupled with her slender figure and good looks, she looks like a female star who just stepped out of the calendar.

The most difficult thing is that this female teacher in her early twenties has a heroic temperament, which is relatively rare.

Just the name, it still has the characteristics of the times to some extent, it's called Yang Hongying.

Today I have the red tassel in my hand, when will I bind the blue dragon?

"Don't you have a bicycle here? I can sit on the back."

Yang Hongying spoke openly and straightforwardly, without the shyness of most girls.

Moreover, Liu Qingshan noticed that her Mandarin had a strong Beijing accent, and she should be from the capital.

Coming from such a big city to a small mountain village like ours, we can't let people endure hardships.

If you can't stand crying anymore and want to go home, where can the children in the village find a teacher?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan reminded again: "Teacher Yang, you have to prepare a raincoat, otherwise our car will be muddy."

My eldest brother-in-law’s broken bicycle has missing front and rear tiles.

"Let's go, let's go, you're not old, why are you acting like a troublemaker?"

Yang Hongying waved her hand, picked up a large grass-green bag placed on the stool, and took the lead to leave the commune canteen.

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to say goodbye to Secretary Sun and the others, and then chased out, with Secretary Sun's instructions coming from behind him.

"Qingshan, you must take good care of the teachers in the city!"

They all also noticed that this young female teacher obviously had no experience in rural life.

This kind of situation has not been seen before: teachers who support teaching often come excitedly, and after teaching for two months, they go back crying.

I hope this teacher Yang can persist for a few more months.

"Teacher Yang, let's walk slowly."

After Liu Qingshan caught up with the person, he took the other person's large bag and hung it on the handlebar.

"You have a car but don't want to ride? It's so honorable to carry a beautiful girl like me!"

Teacher Yang patted the seat of the bicycle and continued: "Can you do it? Otherwise, I will take you."

"Come on, Teacher Yang, please sit tight first."

Liu Qingshan pushed his bicycle on the road. There were still more than two miles of gravel road, and he could barely ride on it.

Considering that the other person was a girl, he planned to ask her to sit on him first, and then get up on the front beam with his legs.

"Let's go!"

Yang Hongying pushed the bicycle, and when Liu Qingshan started pedaling, she jumped into the back seat and grabbed Liu Qingshan's back lapel with one hand.

This teacher is quite interesting and his temperament is not pretentious at all.

Liu Qingshan rode forward slowly, not forgetting to chat with Teacher Yang.

Soon, he learned that Teacher Yang was indeed from Beijing and had just graduated from college this year.

"Teacher Yang, at your level, if you come to teach children in Jiapigou, you are a bit overqualified."

Liu Qingshan felt a little puzzled, and his intuition told him that this Teacher Yang might be hiding something.

Bang, he was lightly patted on the back, and Yang Hongying's shout came from behind: "There's a foreigner, ride faster!"

"Ride fast and throw away the mud."

As soon as Liu Qingshan finished speaking, there was a puddle in front of him. The muddy water rolled up by the wheels of the car splashed muddy particles all over the two of them.

Bah, bah, bah...

Yang Hongying spit out the dirt in her mouth, took out her handkerchief and wiped her face, complaining: "I don't know how to repair this broken road."

"Are you okay, Teacher Yang?"

Liu Qingshan wiped his face with his sleeve, and then quickly held the handlebars.

"It's a joke, back then when I climbed the snow-capped mountains and crossed the grassland, I..."

Just as she was talking enthusiastically, she saw the little boy in front of her turn around and look at her in surprise. Yang Hongying immediately blinked her eyes and said, "I heard it all from my grandpa."

After saying that, she tapped Liu Qingshan's back gently: "Ride well and don't lose track."

Liu Qingshan turned around, but the slight rise and fall of his shoulders betrayed the fact that he was snickering.

Yang Hongying felt embarrassed and her expression remained unchanged, pretending to look around at the scenery: "I said, you have green mountains and green waters here, it's not bad."

"Hold up!"

Liu Qingshan's urgent shouting came from the front, and then the bicycle jerked upwards, then sank down again, falling into a puddle.

Caught off guard, Yang Hongying was thrown down. Fortunately, she was more agile and landed on her feet. It would have been a waste to sit in a puddle.

However, the puddle was half a foot deep, and her leather sandals were completely soaked in it.

Lift one foot, and muddy water, accompanied by sand, flows down. Is this the green water you just mentioned?

It seemed that he should have worn a pair of rain boots, and Yang Hongying immediately regretted it.

Liu Qingshan also got out of the car. He was wearing boots. Except for some mud splattered on his trousers, there was nothing serious.

Seeing that Yang Hongying was a little embarrassed, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but ask: "Teacher Yang, do you have any boots in your bag? How about you wear my boots?"

I was really unprepared for this. Apart from a change of clothes, most of the bag seemed to be filled with snacks.

Yang Hongying thought for a moment, then shook her head and bit her lower lip: "Let's go like this. When I was a kid, I played in the puddle with bare feet."

So, the two of them continued on the road, and soon the gravel road came to an end. Looking at the dark "cement road" ahead, Yang Hongying kept cheering herself up:

There is no turning back, Yang Hongying, you must move forward bravely!

Liu Qingshan also looked worried at the muddy road ahead, but there were bushes as tall as a person on both sides of the road. Otherwise, walking on the grass would be better than walking in the mud.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Qingshan said: "Teacher Yang, you sit in the car and I push you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yang Hongying rolling up her trousers, then stepping forward one step at a time.

Every time you take a step, the area under your ankle will sink into the mud, and when you pull it up, it will make a popping sound.

What a strong person!

In Liu Qingshan's heart, he also respected Teacher Yang a little more.

Wading through the muddy water, step by step was difficult, and soon, Yang Hongying began to sweat on her forehead.

She took out her handkerchief to wipe it, but it was also covered with mud and water. It was probably getting dirtier the more she wiped it, so she simply followed Liu Qingshan's example and wiped it with the sleeve of her windbreaker.

"Teacher Yang, take a rest and drink some water."

Liu Qingshan said hello from behind. He was pushing a bicycle with a large bag hanging on it. It was also not easy.

"It's okay, just kidding!"

Yang Hongying waved her hands without looking back, mumbling: "The road is difficult, the road is difficult, and there are many divergent roads. How can we live now? There will be strong winds and waves, and we will hang up our sails and sail across the sea!"

Ouch!

Yang Hongying was still full of enthusiasm just now, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Hongying felt like crying.

The leather sandal on her right foot was stuck in the mud puddle, and the upper strap was broken. At this moment, her bare right foot was stepping in the muddy water.

Although I am wearing socks, what is the use of nylon socks?

Out of anger, she simply took off her other sandal. Holding a shoe in each hand, she plopped her bare feet in the mud, moving faster and faster.

"Teacher Yang, you'd better put on my boots first."

Liu Qingshan shook his head, pushed the car, and trotted after him.

When Kankan got closer, he heard Yang Hongying scream, and suddenly fell down and sat directly on the ground, with mud and water splashing everywhere.

"I……"

Yang Hongying raised her hands, which were dark and covered with mud, clicking down.

You don't need to look, you must be as messed up as a mud monkey. When have you ever been so embarrassed?

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and she couldn't help but feel sad. She sat in the muddy water, put her arms on her knees, buried her head down, and cried out.

Looking at the helpless girl in the mud, Liu Qingshan secretly recalled that in his memory, there was no impression of Yang Hongying.

Calculating the time, he was originally supposed to go to high school in the county town, but this teacher Yang probably gave up and never went to Jiapigou, right?

So Liu Qingshan set up his bicycle, squatted down in front of her, and said calmly: "Teacher Yang, if you want to go back now, I will respect your choice and send you to the commune, back to the world that originally belonged to you."
To be continued...