Chapter 5 Section 05

The teacher of Gengdu came to mobilize the slag to go to school.Lao Zha is seven years old, it's time to go to school. But Wenkako has already attended middle school in the commune.A family cannot afford two students.He said: Either it is about scum, or it is about culture. It would have been easier if it had been two years earlier, Wenhua Ziba had to go to school!But now it's different, Wenhuazi somehow got the hang of it, and learned it all at once.Jumped from the last in the class to the first.There were only three students admitted to the commune middle school in Xiaobaozhuang, and he was one of them.He is much more interested in reading.There was no food stamp at home to take him to the cafeteria, so he ran back and forth every day, twenty miles away, bringing a roll of pancakes for lunch and drinking it with tea.It's hard.

Lao Zha also wanted to study.Zhuangshang's children at school all have red scarves around their necks, which makes him envious.Although he still doesn't know what the red scarf means, but he knows that it is good for others to learn.The red scarf of the second boy told the teacher to go back that day, because he knocked out his front teeth in a fight with someone.It can be seen that you can't get it if you do bad things. Conversely, you can get the red scarf only by doing good things. He said, let the slag read it, it's fine for Wenhuazi to write a letter and keep an account, and it's more than half of the labor when he comes back to work.Wenhuazi quit, crying and arguing and refusing to eat, so he said, "Let my second brother read it, I won't read it anymore."

Only then did Wenhuazi stop her tears, and went down to the lake to catch a cat named Tianzi for Laozha. Xiaocui made a small cage out of sorghum straw.After playing with the slag for a while, he let it go. "It was alone in the cage, so lonely," he said.He patted Lao Zha's head and sighed: "My good boy, I will definitely ask you to read it during the Chinese New Year." Lao Zha stopped studying, and cut pig vegetables all day long, with a group of children.All the children surrounded him, happy to be with him.Whoever walks slowly will wait for him.Whoever cuts less and dare not go home, the slag must give him his own.If there is a fight, the slag must not let it start.Follow the slag, adults are at ease.This child is benevolent, everyone says.

He was able to cut pig vegetables by removing slag, but Mr. Bao couldn't even twist the end of the rope. He could only sit under the wall and bask in the sun all day long, until noon, when he got up lazily and walked home to cook the pot.The slag won't let him go: "Come to my house to eat!" Master Bao Wu didn't push it anymore.After eating for a long time, he would make fun of it when he was young: "You always ask Master Wu to come to eat at home, and my family doesn't have enough food, what should I do?" Lao Zha replied seriously: "I will eat one less pancake and drink one less bowl of porridge. Can I care?"

When he was older, he laughed and stroked his old son's head. On this day, the eldest daughter who married to the other side of the mountain came back with her child.So I went to Mr. Bao's place to borrow a night, and shared a bed with Mr. Bao foot to foot.Bao Wuye leaned against his kitten-like body, and said: "Scumbag, fifth master's bed is making you warm up." "Fifth Master, I will cover the bed for you every day." Lao Zha said. Bao Wuye snuggled up to Laozha Nuan's warm little body, his heart was burning hot.There are too many words: "Lao slag, you come to sleep with the fifth master, you agree to it?"

"I am the most dependent on me." Lao Zha said. "Your mother agrees?" "My mother also depends on me." "They're going to say I'm a long-winded old man." "No way." "I'm not going to die, I'm tired of living." "The good days are to come," Lao Zha enlightened Fifth Master, "The second boy goes to school every day, and he said the teacher said, the good days are to come! The Gang of Four is overthrown, and there will be good days soon!" "Liu Zha, do you want to go to school?" "I want to." Laozha said, and then said, "I don't want to."

Bao Wuye saw that he was thinking: "How much do you charge for tuition?" "A lot, more than three yuan." "Fifth Lord will pay you." "No, fifth master, your money belongs to everyone..." This sentence reminded Bao Wuye: "Yes, I eat Baijiafan, and I am an old man!" "Fifth Master, why are you extinct! We call you Grandpa." Lao Zha said. "Ghost, your mouth is so cute!" Bao Wuye said, and after a while he said, "You're a bit like my socialite." Lao Zha didn't respond and fell asleep. "The eyebrows and eyes are the same, and the temper is also the same." Bao Wuye said.

Lao Zha slept peacefully, not even the slightest snort.The window opening was blocked, and the room was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. "Just like society, they are all benevolent and righteous. They never quarrel with others and grind their teeth..." Bao Wuye croaked towards the darkness. At the base of the wall a bug squeaked. twenty one The ancients are singing in the bullpen: "Write a nine-character hanging on a golden hook, and seven wolves and eight tigers flee to Youzhou. Just count the crosses and write it all, Liu Bang went there and never returned it. "

twenty two After picking it up and walking for two days, I came back again.He stuck the salesman's drum in his waist and didn't let it ring.He went to the counter where he had stopped to sell his wares for the first time, and shouted to the counter: "Second Aunt!" After yelling twice, the second aunt came out, wearing a half-worn gown, not showing her flesh.Two-handed yellow rice noodles: "Big brother, why are you back again!" "I took away Second Aunt's cigarette purse last time, but I forgot to return it." Shi Lai took out the cigarette purse from his pocket, and raised it towards her.

"Is it worth sending it back? Here it is, I don't want it." Second Aunt said.Her low, hoarse, and slightly sweet voice made people feel very comfortable, like drinking a sip of hot tea. "No way." Shi said as he walked up to the stage, and handed the cigarette pouch to the second aunt. "I don't want it anymore?" Second Aunt said, holding up her yellow hands and stepping back. "No way." Shilai walked towards him. She can only ask for it, but how can she hold the noodles with both hands?She turned sideways: "Put it in your pocket for me!"

After picking it up, I put my hand into her slanted pocket, it was warm inside.He paused for a moment before pulling out his hand, which carried her body temperature. "Come in and have a cup of tea!" she said. "No, let's go." He said, but his feet didn't move. "Sit down and rest," she said. "Let's go." He didn't go. "Come in and sit down!" She stretched out her shoulders to resist him, and he took advantage of the opportunity to enter the room. The house is not small, there are three rooms.But it was empty and there was nothing there.There were two children crawling on the ground, a three-year-old and a four-year-old.Zhang Jiazi was set up in front of the door.The second aunt went on to meet with each other, picked it up and sat on the bench to smoke. "Who is this?" Shi Lai asked. "The third and the fourth." The second aunt replied. "Strangely delightful." "Annoying." They croaked one sentence at a time.For some reason, he felt very at ease and comfortable in front of this second aunt.He felt that although this second aunt met for the second time, she seemed to have recognized her long ago. "He does a lot of work and still doesn't work?" he asked. "He's gone to hell and died!" she replied. "Oh." He was stunned.After a while, he slowly said: "Second aunt is also a hard-working person!" "I'm used to it. Brother, can you help light the fire?" "Yes." Shilai hurriedly stood up, moved to the grill, and lit the fire. "Big Brother." Second Aunt called. "Yeah!" Shi Lai agreed. "You came from the other side of the mountain, is the land divided over there?" "It's all noisy, yelling. I'm afraid it's going to be soon." "If the land is divided, it will be enough for my mother to suffer." The second aunt sighed. "Everyone will help, the people in this village are very kind." Shi Lai comforted her. "One piece of land, labor is food, labor is money, who knows what will happen." "They all have one Zhuang and one surname. Everyone has them in the pot, and there will be a few bowls for you." Shi said. "You big brother can talk like a monster." The second aunt laughed. "My mouth is the stupidest, I'm telling the truth." Shi Lai blushed. "You're telling the truth." Second Aunt glanced at him and whispered, as if speaking to herself. The face is reconciled.The second aunt moved a small bench and sat in front of the griddle, and stretched out her hand to gently wipe the dough on the griddle.A puff of smoke rose up.After picking it up, Gorden suddenly felt in his heart, why did he see his aunt's face in the light smoke. A bamboo split picked up the pancake, and the second aunt's face became clear again: "Don't go, eat here." "No." Picking it up and whispering, the second aunt didn't hear it, so she wiped the dough on the griddle until it was smooth and round, and picked it up again.I picked it up and looked at Second Aunt's hands: the wrists are round, the fingers are bulging, the skin on the back of the hands is a little wrinkled, but firm.What he has seen the most are the hands of his wife and sisters. Every day, how many pairs of hands of his daughter-in-law and sisters are tossing and picking under his nose.But he has never felt that there are any hands like this pair. When he looks at them, he feels at ease, comfortable, close, and...how should I put it, his heart feels warm.He seems to have seen such hands before, otherwise, why are they so familiar! "You are also a poor man," said the second aunt, wiping the dough, and said leisurely, "I passed by here later, so I came in for a cup of tea, a meal, and a rest, so it's a place to stay!" Pick up the nose sore, do not speak. "If there is something dirty, just put it aside. It's not easy to suffer alone." "Second Aunt!" Shilai raised his head and shouted, his eyes filled with tears. twenty-three That night, my aunt didn't hear the salesman's drum in her ears.Sleep peacefully all night. twenty four The land is divided into households.No matter how much Wenhuazi cried or made noises, most of them would not let him study.Wenhuazi was so anxious that he couldn't help it, so he asked Bao Renwen to intercede.Bao Renwen said to him: "My uncle, you have to take a long-term view. The land is divided, and if you want to harvest more food, it depends on your personal ability. Let Wenhuazi go to school and learn some science. Only by farming can you grow well. Death alone will not work." Bao Yanshan just smoked and didn't talk to him. Bao Renwen read the newspaper to him again: A high school student in a certain place raised long-haired rabbits and became a household of ten thousand yuan; As soon as he returned to culture, he calmed down again.It seems that Wenhuazi has nothing to do with those people.Even though Bao Renwen explained in simple terms, he would not move.Say: "Far water can't save near fire, Da Wenzi! You don't know." "It's better to read more books!" Bao Renwen did not give up his efforts.Wenhuazi was whimpering on one side, and he couldn't give up even if he wanted to give up. Bao Yanshan glanced sideways at Bao Renwen, but remained silent.In fact, it is most inappropriate for Bao Renwen to be this lobbyist.He himself is a very powerful counter-evidence, proving that reading is useless, but instead leads to bad things.He always reminds people not to follow in his footsteps, and never to make his children like this: Lost time and money, got a lot of sour literature and fake vinegar, not good-looking, useless, really a "literary" madman". There is no other way.Wenhuazi knew that crying was useless, so she stopped crying and saved some effort.Instead, Xiao Cui said to him behind his back: "That's all?" "Forget it." Wenhuazi said dejectedly. "Dump!" Xiao Cuizi said one word contemptuously. Wenhuazi blushed.Here, incompetent, useless, idiot, and bear can all be covered by the word "dump".The worst quality of a man is probably "dumping". If a man "dumps", how can he be a man?How can you make people look down on you?Wenkako moved his lips, stood up and left without saying anything.Xiao Cuizi stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve: "Give me back the song I sang." "How can this be returned!" Wenkako rolled his eyes at her. "Give it back to me, sing for December!" Xiao Cui shoved him. "I can't sing." "You have to sing even if you can't sing." Wenhuazi was stunned for a while, knowing that he was not as stubborn as Xiaocui, and he was always as stubborn as Xiaocui, but he was still happy in his heart, I don't know what the hell he saw! "Then I'll sing something else," he begged. "It doesn't matter." Xiao Cui was accommodating. Wenhuazi thought for a while with a bitter face, and then said, "Sing a revolutionary song." "just sing!" Wenhuazi pondered for a while, coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth: "A big river has wide waves—" He stopped after singing a sentence, peeking at Xiaocui to see her reaction, he was afraid that she would laugh . She didn't smile, but looked at him with her mouth slightly open, as if a little surprised. "The wind blows the fragrance of rice and flowers on both sides of the bank, and my family lives on the bank—" Wenhuazi peeked at her while singing, she was silent, as if thinking about something. "I'm used to listening to the boatman's call—" Wenhuazi sang his throat puffed up, and had no choice but to admit defeat, "I really can't hang on." As if waking up, Xiao Cuizi raised her eyes to look at him, and said softly, "This song is really nice." When the culture is proud, it seems ashamed. As soon as the news spread that Wenhuazi didn't study, the farming and reading teacher heard the news and mobilized him to go to school.As a last resort, he told Bao Yanshan what was in his heart: "Let's be honest! I've been a farming and studying teacher for all these years, but I haven't become a full-time teacher yet. You're showing me face by letting Lao Zha go to school. I'll pay for Lao Zha for the first semester of tuition!" Bao Yanshan looked at the teacher and finally nodded.However, the teacher did not pay the tuition fee. He said: "If he is really allowed to study, I have to pay his tuition fee. I must not let your teacher pay for it." He kept his word, paid the tuition in one go, and spent sixty-seven cents to buy a new schoolbag for Lao Zha.Mr. Bao Wu picked up a flower-shaped pencil from the peddler's pick, and put it in his schoolbag. Lao Zha went to school and became a primary school student.In the first semester, I got a certificate of "three good students". Xiaocui held the certificate of merit for scooping up scum in her hand, looked at it upside down, and asked Wenhuazi after reading it: "Why don't you bring a piece of flower paper back home all these years?" Wenhuazi glanced at the certificate with disdain: "It's nothing." "What is what?" Xiaocui replied. The two of them often quarreled with each other like this, everyone in Bao Yanshan's family saw it, and gradually realized something. At night, on the pillow, they discussed with the man: "Xiaocui is seventeen, it's time to consummate the house for them." But at this moment, Xiaocui suddenly disappeared.After cutting the last ridge of wheat, Xiao Cui said: "You guys go home first, I'll go to the ditch to swipe towels." Then he never came back.