After 35 years, I finally saw my mentor again, Teacher Wang Yonglin.
Ever since I had the idea of going to see Teacher Wang in my heart, this thought has lingered in my heart for a long time and lingered. During this period, I also called Teacher Wang several times and said that I wanted to visit him and his mother, Teacher Ge. However, Teacher Wang always said that the work has been busy recently, the project they are responsible for construction is about to be handed over, and is checking the amount of construction work with Party A, there is no time, and he will contact me after a while. Because of this, the matter of visiting Teacher Wang and His Mother was repeatedly stranded.
July 3rd was Sunday, and I came to work overtime because I had some work on hand that needed to be handled. After a busy morning, after lunch, I lay in bed and took a lunch break. When you wake up, get up and continue working. It was almost 6 o'clock, and the work at hand was temporarily over, so I asked the driver to drive in the car and take me to the computer science and technology city in the city to repair the computer. When I arrived at the computer store, the owner of the store was busy testing repairs for other customers, and he told me that he could arrange repairs tomorrow.
Walking out of the computer store and seeing that it was still early, I remembered my mentor again. Today, 35 years later, how will my teacher and mother change, and can we still recognize each other? The idea of visiting Teacher Wang came up again, and I tried to dial the phone of Teacher Ge, the mother of the teacher.
"Teacher Ge, hello, I am Xi Jun, today is the weekend, I want to visit you and Teacher Wang, which community do you live in now?"
Teacher Ge's kind voice came from the microphone: "It's Xijun, Teacher Wang and I are now living in Shangyu, a neighbor in the north of Yiwu, are you going to come over now?" ”
I said yes, hung up the phone, I checked the bus route, and walked quickly to the bus stop sign, just when the No. 1 bus I needed to take came, I jumped up, and the car slowly moved forward.
On the bus, I thought, I haven't seen Teacher Wang and Master Mother for decades, what should I say? When the stop to get off the bus arrived, I stepped off the bus and headed forward. When I got to a small square, I saw a middle-aged woman playing there with two small children. I stepped forward and asked her how her neighbor ShangYu was going. She told me that this Yimin business center is surrounded by small apartments, depending on how many apartments you find. Thank you, I dialed my mother, Teacher Ge, and she told me that they lived in Apartment One. In between my gifts, Mr. Wang's phone rang, and he asked me where I had gone and told me that he was waiting for me at the door of the apartment. As soon as I left the north gate of the business center and turned west, I saw my familiar figure, and my mentor, Teacher Wang, was standing there waiting for me with a smile. I quickly stepped forward, Teacher Wang helped me carry the gift, and we walked into the elevator.
Teacher Wang opened the door, and I walked in and saw my teacher's mother, Teacher Ge. She sat on the bed with a smile on her face, but she looked a little pale and her body was a little weak. Teacher Ge warmly beckoned me to sit down, Teacher Wang was busy making tea, and Teacher Ge quickly brought the washed fruit up. Teacher Ge smiled and said that after decades of absence, Xijun really grew a lot taller, no longer a small low in school. I laughed and said that not only did I grow taller, but I also grew older, and teacher Wang and his mother laughed in one sentence.
Teacher Wang and I sat at the table, drinking tea and eating fruit, and we talked. He talked about my schooling at Lijiazhuang Middle School, and once took me and the top students in the class to participate in the Qilintai School Examination. As soon as the conversation box is opened, it is like the rushing water of the Yangtze River, endless. We talked about my school at my hometown Nanyao School: In the second half of the second semester of junior high school, Teacher Wang took me to Dongyao Township Xingguo Middle School to participate in an English competition. Just 15 minutes after the start of the exam, I handed in the paper out of the exam room, fortunately that the exam results were the second place in the exam, although Teacher Wang did not criticize me, he still encouraged me to guard against arrogance and impatience, not to be proud.
Chatting and chatting, we talked about the junior high school classmates of Teacher Wang in the village, and Teacher Wang was even more eyebrow-flying, such as Several Family Zhen, Li Laichang, Jin Jiancang, Li Yongchang, Qin Zhimin, Jin Xiangying, Wang Pingcui, Wang Yufeng.... Qin Jianfeng's female classmates not only learn well in their homework, but also can sing and dance, know some martial arts, and have a full female chivalrous demeanor. Even I opened the WeChat video, let Teacher Wang and one of the junior high school classmates, is also my hometown neighbor Li Laichang brother for a few minutes on the phone, the moment of answering the video call, Li Laichang almost did not recognize Teacher Wang, after Teacher Wang signed up, he suddenly realized, yes, decades have passed, the tender green onion teenager has now become a middle-aged man, a good sigh. Hey, I didn't expect that Teacher Wang's memory is still so good, and he still remembers the names of his classmates and what happened between them so clearly, which can really be described as a day of the same window, a lifetime of deep affection.
We also talked about the orchard on the west slope of our hometown, and talked about the plot of children mischievously going to the orchard to steal apples and green apricots. And my companions and I went to see a movie in An Jiayu, the small village where Teacher Wang's family is located. After the movie ended, everyone rushed to go home, there were villagers in the sweet potato cellar, accidentally stepped on the air, fell on the cross wooden shelf at the mouth of the sweet potato cellar [Note: For the safety of villagers and children, villagers will get a wooden cross at the mouth of the sweet potato cellar to jam the cellar mouth to prevent adults and children from accidentally falling down].
After decades of not meeting, there are still endless topics between teachers and students, and endless hometown interesting things, just like a pot of fine wine stored for many years, with a long aftertaste.
Before I knew it, more than two hours had passed. Teacher Ge sat on the bed and watched our teachers and students talk passionately, and their faces were full of happy and happy smiles. Forgot to say one thing, originally I have been calling Teacher Wang to say that I went to visit him and his mother, Teacher Wang has always said that he is busy at work, when he first came to the elevator, Teacher Wang told me that Teacher Ge was hospitalized in the previous period and was just discharged from the hospital. In order to let the master and mother rest well, I said goodbye to the teacher and mother and walked out reluctantly.
On the road outside the community, Luban Avenue is already on the first light, and the lights are dimmed. Looking at the beautiful night scene, my heart is like a clear spring slowly flowing through, I feel particularly happy, this may be the happiness and satisfaction obtained after visiting the teacher and the teacher.
Through today's brief relationship with Teacher Wang, it can be seen that Teacher Wang's life in his later years is very happy. He used his youth without regrets and a lifetime of struggle in exchange for a peaceful old age, a lifetime of dedication, so that students still remember it. The teacher is unforgettable, no matter where he is at the end of the world, his heart is always worried. Sincerely wish Teacher Wang and His Mother a happy family, a happy life, good health, and all the best in their old age!
【About the author】:Wang Xijun, the screen name Taihang Proud Son, a native of Linzhou City, Henan Province, engaged in financial and taxation work, loves literature and music, runs and fitness, and is an amateur photographer. Life motto: If people have good thoughts, Heaven will bless them; Help others, cross yourself.