My love story one

I am a post-80s, graduated and assigned to my hometown, which is a small mountain village. There were 5 girls assigned at the same time, one of whom was my girlfriend. I was in town with another girl's home. At that time, the news was relatively closed, and the circle was very small and limited. In a small town, there are only a few formal units, and in addition to marrying peers, we are teachers, that is, the township government or doctors. The other three, soon married, were all teachers, without exception. There are elementary schools and middle schools.

I don't know what I thought at the time? Being a teacher myself is also particularly disgusted with teachers. Also, the salary is low, more than 400 points a month, or work in the corner. Riding a bicycle, going back and forth four times a day, where there is a small slope on the road, where there is a pit are clear.

Therefore, I decided not to look for a teacher. Although, Grandma reminded me a few times, how good it is to be a teacher, to rest together on holidays. I ignored it. None of the people I dated were teachers. Because, as long as the introducer said that it was a teacher of a certain school, all refused to meet.

It dragged on for a few years, but the girlfriend just joined the work and found it, and she was also a teacher. The man's family is in the countryside, two brothers, no father, mainly super short. I did a lot of work for my girlfriend, persuaded her, and had many conditions better than him. She didn't listen, and I gave her cover. Although her parents did not agree, in the end it became, and her parents asked for a quite colorful gift. (They are especially happy now, and the man is the leader.) ）

After my girlfriend got married, I was a little lonely. Usually listen to the radio, there is a dating channel, so I met a few men. Also ran to the city to meet a few. Now that I think about it, I am really afraid, but fortunately, at that time, the folk customs were simple and nothing happened. In this way, I learned about different occupations such as municipal, railway, and enterprise. However, I know very well in my heart that it is unlikely that I do not know anything about others. Just be bored during that time, pass the time.

Later, after I lived alone for two years, my parents and brother still went out to work. I remember one weekend, I didn't want to cook, and I ran to my grandmother's house with a few pounds of meat. However, seeing that grandma had been busy, she was a little embarrassed, so she pushed and said that she would go first. Grandma stayed a little longer, and I went home anyway. When I got home, I soaked a bag of instant noodles with the leftover water from the day before yesterday, and it was obvious that the bubble was not cooked, and the more it was soaked, the colder it became, and I would finish eating.

I cleaned the room next, and while dragging the floor by the window, a strong wind came over me, and the window broke, and the glass hit me directly on the head. I didn't feel the pain, and when I looked in the mirror, I noticed that the bridge of my nose was bleeding and I was still relatively calm. When I saw blood flowing down my head, I panicked. Rush to the clinic diagonally opposite my home. After the doctor finished giving me the medicine, I went home with a hood on my head. I remember calling the old principal for leave, and I cried as soon as I opened my mouth.

Fa grew up living opposite my house, learning to be a tailor, and has always been at home. Seeing her holding a dozen eggs for me, I hugged her and cried. That day, especially vulnerable, I said to myself: At this time, if any man cares about me, I will marry him. Even, I thought: I looked down and saw which man, as long as he was not married, I would marry him. Seriously, the next day at the market, there was really a man who had been introduced by someone, who passed by my door and looked at each other. I hurriedly didn't open it. Now that I think about it, it is indeed childish. A little understanding, many two people who are extremely unworthy in the eyes of others will walk together. Many times, the intervention, occurrence and development of feelings are indeed indispensable in the interests of people at all times and places.

Knowing my lover is purely accidental. Being able to get married is purely unexpected. For details, see the next "My Love Story II" [Sneak laugh] [Stealing laughter]