那天晚饭后我正在办公室准备自习课的内容(我校是农村寄宿制小学,晚饭后高年级学生要上一节自习课),这时我们班的周学文同学哭着来到办公室。见到我她抽噎着说:“老师……我的钱……不见了……”我停下手中的工作,把学文招呼进办公室:“慢慢说,多少钱,什么时候发现不见的?”“50元。今天吃晚饭的时候爸爸给我送来的这个月的生活费。”他吞吞吐吐地说。50元钱对一个普通的家庭可能算不了什么,可对于周学文的家庭来说就非同一般。他妈妈是个精神病人,爸爸将近60岁了,也没有一技之长,就靠耕种几亩地维持生计,穿的衣服都是邻里乡亲接济的。可对于学文的生活费,爸爸无论想什么办法总能按时交。 After dinner that day I was in the office preparing for self-study content (our school is a rural boarding primary school, senior students after supper to a self-study class), when our classmate Zhou Xuewen cried to the office. When she saw me, she smiled and said: “Teacher ... my money ... I’m gone ...” “I stopped my work and sent her essay into the office: ” Slowly say, how much, when did you discover? Not seen? “” $ 50. Dad gave me this month’s living expenses for dinner today, "he said swiftly. 50 yuan for an ordinary family may not be anything, but for Zhou Xuewen’s family is extraordinary. His mother is a mentally ill person. Dad, who is almost 60 years old and has no skill, relies on a few acres of land for his livelihood. His clothes are supplied by his neighbors. For the cost of living, my father no matter what way can always be on time to pay.