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My name is Huang Xiaojuan, I was born in the mountainous area of central Hunan in 66, although it is only about 200 kilometers away from the provincial capital, but our hometown is a mountainous area.
I am the eldest daughter of my parents, and in the countryside there is a saying that "father and mother love the eldest son", and the first child has a more special meaning in the hearts of first-time parents. So, even though I was a daughter, my parents didn't have the idea of preference for sons.
From childhood to adulthood, I have enjoyed the greatest love from my parents, and in terms of reading, the average little sister of the same age as me will go home after junior high school at most, and a considerable number of them have only gone to elementary school.
It's just me, after graduating from junior high school, although my grades are not very outstanding, my parents want me to go to high school, and they also say that girls will marry in the future, and if I read more books in my stomach, I will not be looked down upon by my in-laws.
So, I was able to go on to high school again.
At that time, there were many high schools in our county, and the best was of course the county No. 1 middle school, but my grades were not enough to go to the county seat to go to high school, so I had to go to the ordinary high school in the district (the county subordinate agency).
The high school was called No. 4 Middle School, in a village called "Zhangjiawan", next to the only market town in the district, but it was still fifteen miles away from my home.
At that time, even though I was already sixteen or seventeen years old, there would not be many opportunities to go to the town, because the rural children had no money in their hands and could not buy anything in the town, but more because of the fifteen miles of mountain roads.
The road is still there, there is a distance of three or four miles in the middle, all of which pass through the mountains, there are no people nearby, there is still thatch more than one person tall growing on the side of the road, and there are all kinds of ancient trees in the distance.
Although the reader is not superstitious, but after all, she is a girl, and she is naturally timid, and since I went to high school, it has been a big problem for me to go to and from school.
Fortunately, my father would accompany me for a while, send me over the mountain road, stand on the hill and watch me go downhill to a place where there are people before going back.
What if I get home from school? My father can't be there all the time waiting for me, right?
One day it was raining lightly, and I had no choice but to go home, and the front part of the road passed by the village, but it was also peaceful.
But soon I arrived at that section of the mountain road, and there was no one in front of or behind, and the drizzle and the autumn wind blew the thatch on the side of the road, and my heart began to become suspicious.
As soon as I was nervous, I felt that there were ghosts in front and back, left and right, and my feet involuntarily accelerated my speed. But the faster I walked, the farther the sand on the soles of my yellow running shoes lifted, and before I was halfway up the trail, I was almost drenched in sweat.
But you can't go back halfway, so you can only grit your teeth and continue to walk back.
When people come to a critical juncture, they will always come up with some way, and my solution is to think of recitation.
Since I was a child, I have been the best at Chinese classes, and I have read a lot of extracurricular books and can recite a lot of ancient poems.
So, I walked all the way, reciting the poem aloud.
It was really effective, and even my voice was shaking at first, but I was so engrossed in the recitation that the fear in my heart disappeared.
In that way, every time I passed that section of the mountain, I would recite poems aloud, sometimes in prose.
With such a trick, I was gradually able to walk that road alone, without my father having to send me so hard.
In the blink of an eye, it was winter, and there were several heavy snowfalls in our area every year. In 83, I was already a senior in high school, and in the past three years, every time I passed that mountain road, reciting aloud had become a subconscious of mine. Even if someone walks with me sometimes, I speak a lot louder.
After the third year of high school, there is the college entrance examination, although I myself do not have hope for the college entrance examination to go to college, but I also have a sense of dedication, and more importantly, I don't want to make my parents too ugly. I hope that the score is not too low when I take the exam.
One weekend near the end of the year, it was snowing, and I was going home alone, and when I walked to that section of the mountain road, the road was already covered with snowflakes, and the left and right were white, and I could only hear the squeak of my feet on the snow.
Although I was not so frightened in my heart, I still couldn't help but recite the poem aloud.
Perhaps attracted by the snow scene in front of me, I recited "Qinyuan Spring Snow" very loudly, and the words in the words "Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting" happened to be so appropriate to the situation, so that the tension in my heart quickly disappeared.
Just as I was immersed in poetry and beauty, the mountain road turned a corner, and a figure appeared in front of me, still standing motionless.
My voice stopped abruptly, and the man faced me, wearing a "winter melon hat" on his head and a yellow schoolbag on his back, looking like an intellectual.
When I walked in, I found that the other party should be about the same age as me, because there was still a little childish feeling on his face. It's just that I'm a girl after all, and I'm embarrassed to stare at each other for a long time, so I lowered my head and prepared to walk past him.
But the other party stopped me: Hello, I heard you reciting poems, are you also a student of No. 4 Middle School?
With the word "also", I immediately understood the identity of the other party, since they were classmates and fellow travelers, so I talked to him while walking.
Only then did I know that his name was Gong Dezhi, and he was also in high school at No. 4 Middle School, and he was in a different class from me. Saying that, looking at his face again, it is indeed a little impressive.
Gong Dezhi's home is in another township, and he originally had to take a car to go home, but because there was no shuttle bus due to heavy snowfall, he had to take a small road to go home from our side.
Along the way, Gong Dezhi didn't say much, we mainly talked about some academic matters, and it can be seen that his grades are higher than mine, and there is a faint hint of his determination to go to university.
Soon arrived in our village, I invited him to my house to sit for a while, anyway, it was still early, such a heavy snow, it was not too late to drink a bowl of boiling water to warm up and then leave.
Gong Dezhi agreed to my invitation, and said that when I heard you recite the poems, I was full of energy, and I was a standard talented woman, and I naturally couldn't ask for it if I got acquainted.
Fortunately, I am not too arrogant, and I honestly say that I am not too good at Chinese, and I am completely hopeless in other subjects except for my good Chinese.
When I arrived at my house, my parents were stunned when they saw that I had brought a boy in, and after I explained, I realized that it was a classmate who had just been with me on the road, and I just passed by and had a cup of tea.
Just like that, Gong Dezhi and I know each other. I have more contacts, and I know more information about him, and I know that the conditions at his home are not very good, but his grades are very good.
If you only talk about grades, he was admitted to the county No. 1 middle school three years ago, but because his family had no money, he had to retreat and go to high school in the fourth middle school.
Gong Dezhi even told me that although he was very sure of being admitted to university, it was difficult to get in, and he didn't know where to go to make up for the tuition at that time.
I didn't have that worry, and even said very boldly, as long as you are admitted to the university, I will definitely help you. I also used the agitation method, saying that I was afraid that I would have no place to spend the money I prepared.
After knowing that Gong Dezhi's family conditions are not good, I will indeed give him some help within my ability, the rice and vegetables brought from home, anyway, I can't eat so much as a girl, and it is not a big problem to eat less, so I will directly share some with him.
The few pocket money that my mother gave me, I also got together, and sometimes I coquettishly asked my mother for a few more corners, and gave it all to Gong Dezhi, so that he could buy some school supplies, or eat a bowl of soy milk at the school gate or something.
The college entrance examination is coming soon, but my heart is as calm as water, and the so-called desirelessness has been fully demonstrated. Because my father had already made arrangements for me, as soon as I graduated, I would go to work in the bamboo products factory in the township, and it was said that he might train me to be an accountant.
In the past year, the relationship between me and Gong Dezhi can indeed be called a spiritual partner.
Although there is nothing to swear, everything is for one goal, and his college entrance examination cannot be delayed. He even told me that after the college entrance examination, he would go to my house for an official visit.
I jokingly said to him: What are you doing at my house?
Gong Dezhi said unashamedly: The ugly son-in-law always wants to see his father-in-law, of course, he comes to the door to propose marriage.
Although these words made my heart sweet, I was even more ashamed to blush and make noise.
After the college entrance examination, Gong Dezhi really came as promised, and his performance in my family was really remarkable.
Children born in poor families have good eyesight, although they are guests, they also know how to take the initiative to help do something, which is very valued by my parents, especially my younger brother who is in elementary school, and he has become his tail in one day.
Knowing that Gong Dezhi had just finished the college entrance examination, and that he was still very hopeful of being admitted to university, my parents' mood changed.
After he left, my mother said to me very clearly: If people are admitted to the university, then they are people from two worlds with you, and I am afraid that they will end up in vain in the future.
But I don't care, because, even if he is admitted to university, he still has a "handle" in my hands.
Sure enough, Gong Dezhi didn't brag, the college entrance examination results came out, he did go online, and was admitted to a junior college in Hengyang, and I was not surprised to lose my name to Sun Shan.
Gong Dezhi came to my house with the admission letter and asked me to open it with my own hands. I can only be sincerely pleased with his results.
But Gong Dezhi has more worries on his face, for him, being admitted to college is not the most difficult, how to go to college is the most testing moment.
I dragged him to my parents and begged him for help.
In the past month, Gong Dezhi has come to my house a lot, almost every two days, and he is quite familiar with the relationship with my parents.
But my father thought more deeply than I did, and said to him meaningfully:
Xiao Gong, congratulations on being admitted to the university, but my Xiaojuan was not admitted, and you will be people from two worlds in the future. It doesn't matter if I help you, but I hope that before I help you, you will say something in person, are you ordinary friends, or do you have some kind of special agreement?
Gong Dezhi's face was flushed, but he still said our feelings loudly: Xiaojuan and I really love each other, although I was admitted to university, I will definitely not be Chen Shimei.
Having said that, Gong Dezhi is also a bachelor, and the next day he asked the matchmaker invited by his parents to take it, and the family came to my house to meet, which is considered to be officially engaged, and then married after graduation, which can be regarded as blocking my father's words that "the teacher is unknown".
In that way, Gong Dezhi went to university smoothly, and I went to work in a bamboo products factory.
Every month, I would send him most of it, and I would write to him not to worry about my family and not to be too mean to myself. I will take care of everything at home.
That's what I said, and that's what I did. Although he is only married, he often goes to Gong Dezhi's house to buy some food for his future in-laws, and there is a little brother at home who wants to study, and he will help wherever he can.
I also have a good relationship with my future in-laws, and they treat me like my own daughter.
In his third year of college, there was a period of time when Gong Dezhi wrote to me less and less, and I used to have letters every week, but during that time, I didn't say a word for two or three months, although my heart was a little heavy, but I still had to force a smile in front of my parents.
In order to maintain my position, I wrote a long letter of more than ten pages to Gong Dezhi, reviewing the process of our acquaintance and love, and also talking about the gap between us.
I even took the initiative to say in the letter that as long as you bring it up, our marriage contract will be dissolved, but my family will still help you complete your studies and return it to us when you join the work in the future.
I originally thought that after sending this letter, Gong Dezhi would have the psychology of not being able to ask for it. But what I didn't expect was that he quickly took a leave of absence and returned home.
He said in front of me that he did have a psychological wavering some time ago, mainly because there was a female classmate in the class who was actively pursuing, and the other party was far beyond us in terms of appearance and family, and even promised that as long as they were together, her parents could arrange for him to work in the city.
But after receiving my letter, he remembered the bits and pieces between him and me, especially the fact that I proposed to dissolve the marriage contract, which made him even more ashamed.
Out of guilt, he came back from leave and made it clear to me in person, hoping to get my forgiveness and forgive him for the wavering he should have had in his spirit.
I didn't dig deeper, he was able to take the initiative to confess his heart to me, and I believed that the relationship between us could never be separated again.
In 89, Gong Dezhi graduated from university and was assigned back to the county water conservancy bureau, and after everything was settled, we got married.
Although at this time, he was a state cadre with an iron job, and I was a farmer, our marriage was still realized.
After we got married, my husband kept encouraging me to study more, and with his personal supervision, I barely managed to get a self-examination diploma.
Later, I also joined a public institution as a contract worker, and some years later, I happened to turn positive.
Our marriage was very uneventful, the only thing worth commendating was that we never quarreled, and we were able to communicate openly and honestly about any issues.
Even when he was far away, he was able to come back and confess to me about the changes in his heart at school, is there anything I can't say?
It's just that I don't know if he understands that the letter I wrote to him back then was actually a way to get away with it.