March is coming in a blink of an eye. For Liu Qingmei and the others, there are still two months left before the exam and only three months left before the high school entrance examination. It is not only the students who feel the pressure, but Lin Ping feels that he is under greater pressure. This is the first batch of students he has led, and these batches of students will largely determine his future development.

Lin Ping's pressure not only comes from the pressure of students upgrading, but also the greater pressure is that he teaches nine subjects alone. He racks his brains to prepare lessons until late at night, grabs his hair one by one. In order to allow students to successfully take the high school entrance examination, Lin Ping really worked hard.

Lin Ping's efforts and dedication were seen by the students, and the students devoted themselves to learning. They themselves knew which one was more important and knew that three months later would be the time to change their destiny. There was no other way except to study.

Even on weekends, the students spontaneously arrived at school on time as usual and ended on time. When they arrived at school, they started to do test questions such as "Five Years of High School Entrance Examination Three Years" and occasionally took time to read extracurricular books to relax.

Liu Qingmei even entered a crazy learning state and didn't even look at extracurricular books.

"Liu Qingmei, you should pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and don't keep learning. This will easily make yourself very tired. Take a proper rest." Lin Ping persuaded Liu Qingmei, who was very hardworking.

"Yes." Liu Qingmei agreed, but her eyes were still very focused on the exercises.

Lin Ping shook her head, not knowing what to say. Slowly, Liu Qingmei was sitting in her seat after class, and that mental state was commendable, but Lin Ping was worried that her psychological burden and psychological pressure were too heavy.

So, after class, Lin Ping personally took the students out to play, and refused to let Liu Qingmei sit in the classroom after class. There was nothing to play in the mountain village, so Lin Ping took them to play traditional activities such as hopscotch and jumping rubber bands, which are beneficial to exercise.

Within a few days, we arrived at the second day of the second lunar month. This day was once an important festival for most parts of our country, especially in rural areas. With the development of society, the city has gradually faded and forgotten this farming festival.

On February 2nd, the dragon raised its head, Okura was full, and Okura flowed.

For Kushan, there will be a temple fair on February 2nd. Almost all the people in the Kushan area will walk through the winding and rugged mountain roads and then come to a land temple on the top of the mountain to pray. This temple fair is the most grand festival for Kushan people except the Spring Festival.

A few days before February 2, Ma Zhongguo told Lin Ping that he would give his children a holiday this day. This is a tradition in Kushan area over the years. Parents would take their children to attend temple fairs. Lin Ping understood and respected this custom and gave the students a holiday according to previous practices.

"Teacher, teacher, tomorrow's temple fair, come and participate!" Feng Xiao said to Lin Ping after school.

"Yes, teacher, the temple fair is so fun, there are so many people, it's not worse than the pedestrian street we go to in the city!" Liu Xiangqian also came to Lin Ping and said.

"Okay, I will go to the temple fair with Teacher Ma tomorrow!" Lin Ping said with a smile.

The students looked at each other and fell silent.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ping asked strangely as he looked at the students.

"Teacher Lin, Teacher Ma never attends temple fairs..." Liu Qingmei whispered.

"Yes," Feng Xiao also said, "My mother said that the Land Master does not welcome him..."

Lin Ping was stunned.

Liu Weiguo looked outside the door and whispered to Lin Ping: "I heard from my dad that a group of young people smashed the temple of the Landing God, which was ruined. Teacher Ma was also one of them. Because of this, the middle-aged and elderly people in the village fought with the group of young people. Later, the Temple of the Landing God was rebuilt, and the elderly people in the village did not allow Teacher Ma to go near the temple."

Lin Ping listened to the children's words and words, and soon understood what was happening. This was the historical scar left by a special period.

Lin Ping smiled and said, "Okay, you all go home from school. Be careful when you are on the way. Don't stay and go home early!"

"Then teacher, will you go to the temple fair tomorrow?" Liu Qingmei asked at Lin Ping.

Lin Ping thought for a while and said with a smile: "Yes."

"Really? That's great! Teacher, we'll wait for you tomorrow!" Liu Xiangqian said excitedly.

After the children all came home from school, Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo were having supper.

Lin Ping took a sip of porridge and asked, "Teacher Ma, will you go to the temple fair tomorrow?"

Lin Ping clearly saw Ma Zhongguo's hand shaking with chopsticks. Ma Zhongguo was silent for a while, then squeezed out a smile and said, "It's too far away. I'm old and can't walk, so I won't go."

Ma Zhongguo's smile is full of infinite vicissitudes and sorrow, and is the kind of smile that has been through the wind and frost, and that smile is like the lingering autumn.

Lin Ping lowered his head in silence and took a sip of porridge. After a while, he said, "I'll go see it tomorrow. I promise the children to attend the temple fair."

Ma Zhongguo nodded softly, then without saying a word, buried his head in the bowl and drank the bowl of porridge.

The next morning, it was still dark, and Lin Ping got up. In his memory, when he was a child, he had to get up early when he was in a temple fair with his grandparents or grandma, so he also got up early today.

Lin Ping put on his clothes, washed his face, opened the door and prepared to go out. All movements were gentle, fearing that he would wake up Ma Zhongguo who was still sleeping.

Lin Ping walked out and wanted to close the door, so Ma Zhongguo came out of his room, scaring Lin Ping: "Uh... Teacher Ma, I'm sorry, I woke you up."

Ma Zhongguo shook his head: "No, I woke up by myself."

Lin Ping looked at Ma Zhongguo's tired and bloody eyes: "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Ma Zhongguo shook his head and nodded again.

"Then you go back and sleep for a while, I'll leave first." Lin Ping said with a smile.

"Do you know where the temple fair is?" Ma Zhongguo asked in Lin Ping's eyes.

Lin Ping was stunned, really didn't know, and said with a smile: "It's okay, there must be other people who went to the temple fair on the way, just follow them."

Ma Zhongguo smiled and said, "Forget it, I'll give it to you."

Seeing Lin Ping pushing the bicycle, Ma Zhongguo shouted: "Teacher Lin, don't push the bicycle."

"What's wrong?" Lin Ping asked strangely.

"The traditional customs of Kushan, those who participate in the temple fair can only walk to follow the local customs and respect them." Teacher Ma said.

"good."

So, Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo were walking on the mountain road. This was the first time Lin Ping took this road. If it weren't for Ma Zhongguo's visit, Lin Ping would have really had a dark look at him and knew nothing.

Ma Zhongguo limped along with his disabled leg. Lin Ping slowed down his pace in order to take care of Ma Zhongguo.

"Teacher Ma, why don't I support you?" Lin Ping went to support Ma Zhongguo.

"No." Ma Zhongguo firmly rejected Lin Ping's kindness.

The two walked slowly, and the sky gradually became brighter. The dawn came from the east. Ma Zhongguo, who was a little tired, leaned against the rocks on the roadside and looked at Dongfang blankly, and then said with a smile: "A long time ago, I have walked this road countless times. We once sang loudly on this road and imagined the future, shouting loudly for sacrifice, and dared to change the sun and moon to a new sky..."
Chapter completed!