My husband teaches at a key middle school, so we live in this school.
That day, a female student knocked the door, behind her was a middle-aged man, from the looks, it was clear the female student's father. After entering the room, the father and girl sat down carefully. They did not have anything, just say to look at the teacher incidentally. The father specially came to look at her daughter, and he rode bike for 80 miles away. Her father said: "There is no fresh production in rural area, only a dozen eggs." Then the father took the eggs one by one from the cloth on his shoulder.
I suggested we ate dumplings together at noon, but the father and the student were terrified and refused. But I used the teacher's authority to scare them, they just agreed. When we ate dumplings, they were still binding, but very happy. After they left, my husband looked at me surprisingly, because I always turned away those who regarded the gifts. Husband asked me why bowed down for a dozen eggs, besides it was an exception to leave others to eat dumplings? I smiled, and then told about one thing that I experienced about 20 years ago.
That summer when I was 10 years old, my father wanted to call my uncle outside. It was dark. I walked behind my father, step by step to go to the town post office 10 miles away. The cloth on my shoulder contained seven large pears, which was the only seven results of the pear tree this year.
Post office had been off work, the management person was my distant relative. My father let me call him uncle. When we entered the room, they were eating. My father explained what we wanted, and uncle promised but did not move. My father and I stood by the door, and old clothes in the light were exceptionally shabby. After uncle finished eating, picked teeth and stretched to say: "Give number to me, waiting here, I'll see if I can get through." Five minutes later, uncle came back, said: "I get through and tell him what you want to say. The charge is one Yuan." My father gave him money immediately and let me quickly get soft pears. Unexpectedly, uncle shook his hands and said loudly: "Do not, we have many at home, you look to the pigpen, pigs cannot eat them up."
Just because we are poor, our blood and affection have faded; just because of poverty, we seem to have no self-esteem in the eyes of others.
I believe that today's dumplings will leave indelible memories to the female student, because the power of love is much greater than the power of harm.
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