Time passed day by day, and Liu Qingmei's mother had not returned home. Liu Qingmei's concern for her mother grew day by day with time.

Fortunately, Liu Qingmei has been accompanied by teachers Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo every day these days. While other students are still enjoying a short holiday, Liu Qingmei has come to school to study every morning since the second day of the Lunar New Year. One study will last for a day.

Every morning, Liu Qingmei got up and set off from home, and walked more than an hour to the mountain road to school. Most of the time, Lin Ping or Ma Zhongguo felt sorry for this little girl and would pick her up to school halfway. When she arrived at the school, Liu Qingmei and Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo started to study after breakfast, and then dived into the pile of books to study selflessly. After lunch, they studied for the whole afternoon. They would ask Lin Ping for advice on the questions they didn’t know, and then Lin Ping or Ma Zhongguo would send them home after dinner in the evening.

Desperate study seemed to have become the only way for Liu Qingmei to forget her family trivial matters and worries. Looking at Liu Qingmei's hard work, Lin Ping felt deeply moved. The only thing he could do was to teach her as much as possible and provide her with a glimmer of opportunity for her future.

On the sixth day of the lunar month, Liu Qingmei's mother had not yet returned home. Even the strongest Liu Qingmei was a little broken. She was learning to lie on the desk and cried.

Lin Ping just looked silently, without saying anything or comforting her. He knew that Liu Qingmei's emotions needed to be vented. After Liu Qingmei finished crying, Lin Ping went over and handed her a glass of water.

Liu Qingmei wiped her tears while drinking water and asked, "Teacher, do my parents don't want me anymore?"

"No." Lin Ping replied.

"But it's been several days, why haven't my mother come back yet? Will something happen to me?" Liu Qingmei asked worriedly, tears in her eyes again.

Lin Ping took toilet paper and wiped Liu Qingmei's tears: "No, it's okay, don't think about it."

That night, Lin Ping sent Liu Qingmei home and then sighed and returned to school.

Ma Zhongguo was sitting at the door smoking a dry tobacco and saw Lin Ping and said, "Have you sent it home?"

Lin Ping nodded: "Yes."

"Look at her locking the door? Is it safe?" Ma Zhongguo asked.

Lin Ping nodded again: "Yes."

"Oh," Ma Zhongguo sighed long, "Liu Qingmei's mother is really, how can she be a mother like this? She left quietly. She left for so many days after leaving her daughter alone at home..."

Lin Ping said slowly: "Everyone is suffering, and every family has a sutra that is difficult to recite..."

"Qingmei is really heartbreaking, just because she is a girl, her grandparents don't like her and her mother, and his father doesn't want her mother anymore..." Ma Zhongguo paused, "Sometimes, I really don't understand."

Lin Ping frowned and nodded, without saying a word.

He remembered that his mother had told him that because his parents were in a free relationship in that era, grandma disliked her mother and daughter-in-law's relationship was very stiff. The mother often said: "Fortunately, you were a boy when you were born, and your grandma didn't have that big opinion of me. If you were born, you were a girl, your grandparents might have forced me to divorce your dad."

Ma Zhongguo took two more drought cigarettes and said with a smile: "It's better for Concubine Yang to be the best, so that all parents in the world will be reborn as a boy or a girl."

Lin Ping smiled and said, "That's just a joke from Bai Juyi. From ancient times to the present, he has always favored boys over girls."

"This is really bad," said Ma Zhongguo, "Then you said that you are bachelor's like me. I am bachelor's because... Oh, that's fine, so many good young men are bachelor's, which is really a waste of people."

Lin Ping smiled and said nothing again.

That night, there was a heavy snowfall in Kushan Mountain, which had not snowed for more than half a month. When I woke up on the seventh day of the lunar month, the thickness of the heavy snow had already spread to my calves.

According to Lin Ping and his students' agreement, school will officially start today. Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo got up early and waited for the students to report while sweeping the snow.

After a while, the children jumped and played each other in the snow, and rushed to school while playing snowball fights and throwing snowballs. Although the winter vacation of these children was a bit short, only for only fourteen days, the quality of their vacation was very high.

Why?

Because Lin Ping did not assign them any winter vacation homework.

For this group of children, this is the real happy winter vacation. The winter vacation in the city is long, a full month, but it is no different from half a month. The amount of homework for winter vacation alone may take up half a month.

Most students start playing crazy during holidays, and then start to play while anxious during the middle period, while playing, while thinking about the winter vacation homework. They can’t play well, but they don’t want to do homework, so they can delay if they can, and delay again and again.

When I have ten days left before school starts, I will think: It's okay, I can finish my homework seven days before school starts.

I still can’t get the speed of doing homework when school starts seven days before I can. I have to play with my phone or computer for five minutes. I thought to myself: It’s okay, at worst I can stay up late in the next few days. If I calculate this, I can have ten days to go during the day and dark days!

Then three days after the start of school, I saw the whole lot of homework and finally realized the seriousness of the problem. I snot and cried and rushed to do my homework overnight. I asked my friends: Have you finished your homework? Please lend me a copy!

As a result, my friend cried and said: I haven’t finished it either!

The most terrifying homework at this time is a diary. Chinese teachers usually ask everyone to write diaries every day from the first day of the holiday. People usually have the interest in writing diaries every day a few days ago, but forget it after a few days. Then when they make up for diaries in the last few days, they start scratching their heads and racking their brains to make up.

For example: "Today on the second day of the Lunar New Year, my father took me to the park to see lotus flowers, and the lotus flowers bloomed so well"; "Today on the third day of the Lunar New Year, my mother took me to pick apples in the orchard, and the apples were big and sweet"; there is even "Today on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the summer is hot and snowy, my sister and I helped an old lady cross the road in the park..."

It turns out that if you don’t look at the quality, then for most students, the most productive one is the most powerful man who stays up late in the day before school starts.

Lin Ping stood at the door and watched the students return to school happily one after another. He caught Liu Xiangqian, who was laughing the happiest, and said, "Why are you laughing so happily? Is the holiday fun?"

Liu Xiangqian smiled and flattered, "It's fun, but it's not fun at school, so it's fun to learn from the teacher!"

Lin Ping smiled and patted Liu Xiangqian's head.

Soon, except for Liu Qingmei, the other students arrived.

Lin Ping put out the bicycle and said to Ma Zhongguo: "Teacher Ma, look at the children and take them to raise the national flag. I'll go to Liu Qingmei's house to see it."

As he said that, Lin Ping rode his bicycle and rushed to Liu Qingmei's house.
Chapter completed!