Chapter 31 Chapter 5 Red Gate 1 (5)

In winter, the northwest wind that had been blowing for three consecutive days gradually subsided, and the river immediately froze and became thicker and thicker.The ducks ran out of water, so they searched everywhere.They are not stable on the ice, often slip and fall, and they look ridiculous.All the ships were frozen, as if they lived forever, and could no longer sail.On the shore, the willow branches that hadn't completely faded their green color for a while were also suddenly frozen, as if they had been coated with wax, and they were so green that they were oily.But each one was frozen as hard as iron wire, as if they could be shattered when they hit each other.

When the children in the village go to school, they no longer need to detour to walk over the bridge, but walk directly on the ice. This afternoon, Sangsang was playing alone on the ice during the break before class, when she heard noises in the village, she climbed ashore and followed the sound.He quickly saw the red door of Du Xiaokang's house.The noise came from the red door.There were many people standing outside the red door, talking quietly while listening to the quarrel inside. Sangsang squeezed through the crowd, stopped near the red door, and looked inside quietly. It was Zhu Yishi of Houzhuang who was quarreling with Du Yonghe.

Zhu Yi held up a soy sauce bottle in one hand, and pointed at Du Yonghe with the other: "Mu Yonghe, listen! It's not a day or two for you to add water to the soy sauce!" Du Yong and Gao Zhu I were at both ends, and they didn't care about Zhu I: "Your surname Zhu, if you talk nonsense again, I will slap you in the face!" Zhu Yishi is short and thin, but Zhu Yishi is a "celebrity" in this place, and he is the most difficult person to deal with.Zhu Yishi is not afraid of anyone, but you, Du Yonghe? He put his face close to him, and slapped Du Yonghe Yang in the air: "Slap! Slap! Slap if you have the guts!"

Of course Du Yonghe couldn't slap him, so he pushed him with his hand: "Okay, I know you, Mr. Zhu! Please go out, the head office?" "No!" Zhu Yishi put the soy sauce bottle behind him, half-closed his eyes at Du Yonghe, "Let me go out? It's easy to think!" He turned around, walked towards the door, and said to the people outside, " Let's take a look at this soy sauce, does it still have a little soy sauce color?" He lifted the bottle up and put it in the sun, "Look, look! I caught a cold the day before yesterday, and the color of my pee was even better than this soy sauce color Heavy!"

A few people laughed. Zhu Yishi said: "You are still laughing, which one of you has not used this kind of soy sauce? Who has not used it? Raise your hand and let me see!" The people who laughed just now stopped laughing, and felt that they had no position in laughing. Zhu Yi kicked in the door and kicked out: "Try it. Is this still soy sauce?" He tilted the soy sauce bottle down, "It's okay, try something cool, I paid for it." There were more than a dozen fingers of different lengths, thicknesses, and colors stretched out to cool the soy sauce, and then mocked it in his mouth, making a sound of brushing, followed by a sound of smacking, like summer In the fish pond in the early morning, a group of fish floated to the surface and rounded their mouths to inhale the sound they made.

"Is it soy sauce? Do you still use it like that?" Zhu Yi was a little impatient with those who hadn't tasted the taste after so long. Yonghe, "Du, what do you think we should do?" Du Yonghe was obviously unwilling to expand the situation, and said: "I told you, I know you! Let me refill a bottle for you, okay?" Zhu Yi smiled: "Du Yonghe, do you dare to give me a new bottle? How dare you?" Du Yonghe: "Of course I dare!" Zhu Yishi turned the mouth of the soy sauce bottle down, poured out all the soy sauce in it, and then handed the empty bottle to Du Yonghe: "Okay, go and refill the bottle!"

Du Yonghe went into the house with the soy sauce bottle. Zhu Yi said to the people outside the door: "Everyone will see it after a while. It is just a bottle of soy sauce mixed with water. Their soy sauce tank is filled with soy sauce mixed with water!" Du Yonghe refused to come out for a long time, as if he was not going to refill a bottle of soy sauce, but to start with soybeans, and then make a new bottle of soy sauce. "I said Du Yonghe, is there no soy sauce in your soy sauce tank?" Zhu Yi said loudly into the house. Du Yonghe had no choice but to walk out with a new bottle of soy sauce.

Zhu Yishi took the soy sauce bottle, walked to the door again, and then held the soy sauce bottle up to the sunlight again: "Everyone, take a look, ah, see if it's the same color as before?" Someone whispered, "Isshiki." Zhu Yishi walked up to Du Yonghe with the soy sauce bottle, and suddenly smashed the bottle on the brick floor: "You are playing me!" Du Yonghe was also impatient: "I'm kidding you, how about it?" Zhu Yi jumped up and grabbed Du Yonghe by the collar. The people outside the door said: "It's mixed with water, and you still don't pay for it!" "It's not just soy sauce mixed with water, but wine and vinegar are mixed with water!"

Du Yonghe and Zhu Yishi were entangled in the courtyard, and no one went up to persuade them to fight. At this time, Sangsang got out of the crowd, hurriedly slipped and ran back to the classroom from the ice, and said loudly: "Go and see, there is a fight inside the Dahongmen!" Hearing that it was a fight, he thought that it was only a few steps away from the ice, and the whole room ran out of the classroom after a while. The preparatory bell for class rang, and the children ran back one after another.Sitting there, Sang Sang heard the words in her ears: "Du Xiaokang's family's soy sauce has been mixed with water!" "Du Xiaokang's family's wine has also been mixed with water!" Sang glanced back at Du Xiaokang, only to see Du Xiaokang lying on the window sill with only his buttocks and back.

This happened on the eve of the re-election of class cadres in the class. Before the official elections, there is a pre-election.The day before the preselection, there was a mysterious little piece of paper that was passed among the students one by one.There was a sneaky line written on it: We don't want Du Xiaokang to be the monitor! The result of the preselection was: Du Xiaokang, who had been the squad leader, lost the election. On this day, Sangsang was in a good mood and sprinkled food to his pigeons over and over again, so that none of the pigeons flew out to eat wild food. The official election did not take place as scheduled, because Jiang Lun had to concentrate on the school-wide entertainment competition before the Spring Festival.This competition is held every year.Sancho is shrewd.He has to pass the competition to discover good programs and performance talents, and then transfer them to the school, and then he will process them to deal with the art performances of the whole town.If it is done, some of the programs may represent the township to participate in the county's cultural performances.Because of the establishment of the competition mechanism, each class is faced with a face problem and has to compete secretly.Sancho was secretly happy when he saw that all the classes were staring at and comparing each other, and they all looked very scheming.

Jiang Lunlun has a classmate who teaches in a county middle school.One day, Jiang Lun went to the city to buy books and went to see a classmate. It happened that the classmate was directing the girls in the class to rehearse and sing "Knock Up with a Plate in Hand".When the classmates saw him coming, they shook hands and said, "Wait until I finish rehearsing this program." Jiang Lun said, "I'll watch it too." He sat down on a chair.More than twenty girls, all dressed in the same color, complemented by a girl in brighter clothes, each held a beautiful small plate in their left hand, and a crimson lacquered chopstick in their right hand, knocking rhythmically , doing beautiful movements, singing "Take a plate and knock it up..." walking back and forth on the stage.The sound of a plate is like a piece of clear rain falling into a pool of clear water, it sounds very pleasant.The plate goes up and down, left and right, gathers and disperses, and the sound is changing, just like the clear rain is affected by the wind. The sound of rain falling into clear water is quite different.The classmate glanced at Jiang Yilun, which meant: What do you think? Jiang Yilun nodded to him, meaning: Good! Good! Very good! After the rehearsal, the classmate and Jiang Yilun walked to the dormitory, walking all the way, talking all the way This program: "I came from "Honghu Red Guards", but my program is more enjoyable than the scene in it. Do you know how to watch it?" Jiang Yuanlun felt it, but he had no choice but to say nothing.The classmate said: "I have a lot of capacity. I have 28 students, plus one for rendering, a total of 29 people. The sound of a plate can make people's hearts tremble. , can break people's hearts. Twenty-nine people, if they do the same movements, as long as they are neat, they must look good even if they don't look good." Jiang Lun said: "I know." Now, Jiang Lunyuan thinks about the scene of the twenty-nine girls knocking on the plate day and night, and thinks that if his class can come to it, even if there is no other program, just one of it is enough to make people far behind .He calculated that there were thirty-three girls in this class. After removing one who was too fat, one who was too thin, and one who was too short, there were thirty girls left, and all of them looked good.Jiang Yilun had a stage in his mind, and standing on this stage were his thirty screaming girls.Jiang Yilun even saw those admiring and jealous eyes from the audience.But when Jiang Yuanyuan came back to reality, he was frustrated.First of all, he needs to have thirty equally delicate and beautiful dishes, and thirty chopsticks that are painted brightly. In addition, the thirty girls have to tie the same red ribbons and put the same white velvet flowers.It costs a fortune.The school refused to take a penny, and there was no penny in the class.He wanted to pay for it himself, but he was a poor teacher and couldn't get much money a month.He went to the cafeteria to have a look. There were more than 20 dishes in the cafeteria, but the big ones were big, the small ones were small, the thick ones were thick, the thin ones were white and white, and many of them were cracked. .The chopsticks are all black bamboo chopsticks.You don't need many bamboo chopsticks like that, just put one on the table, and the show is over.He mobilized all the children in the class to bring plates and chopsticks. As a result, in a large pile of plates, there were less than ten plates of the same color, and less than ten lacquered chopsticks of the same color. Yau Ma Tei is a poor place, and there is no way to satisfy Jiang Yuanlun’s aesthetics. desire.As for the red-headed ropes and white velvet flowers of the thirty girls, it is more or less a paradise scene.Jiang Yuanlun seemed to see a beautiful scene, and he was sweating with excitement, but when he looked calmly, it was just an illusion, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. Jiang Yilun thought of Du Xiaokang.He called Du Xiaokang to his office and asked, "Does your family sell dishes?" "Sell." "A lot?" "A basket." "Does your house sell lacquer chopsticks?" "Sell." "how many?" "A bundle." "Does your house sell red-headed ropes?" "Sell." "A lot?" "It's almost Chinese New Year, many." "Does your family sell white velvet flowers?" "Sell it. It is prepared for next year's Qingming Festival. Many women will wear it when sweeping the tomb." "Can you borrow it for temporary use? Thirty copies of all kinds of things." Du Xiaokang shook his head: "No." "why not?" "Can you still want something that has been used by others?" "Before, didn't you take out the things you wanted to sell and use them?" Du Xiaokang rolled his eyes at Jiang Yilun, and said in his heart: Before, I was the squad leader, but now I am not the squad leader. "Go back and talk to your father." "It's useless to say." "Do me a favor. Let's say you've done the class a great favor." Du Xiaokang said: "Why should I do good things to my class?" "Du Xiaokang, what do you mean?" "I'm not interested." "Oh, if everyone doesn't elect you as the monitor, you don't want to do things for the class?" "It's not that everyone doesn't choose me, it's because someone passed a note down there asking everyone not to choose me." "Who?" "I have no idea." "Let's talk about it. Now you give me a word, can you help me with this?" "I want to know who sent this note!" Jiang Yilun was very angry: This Du Xiaokang wants to make a deal with the teacher, it's outrageous! But now the most overwhelming thing is to be on the show "Knocking Up with a Plate in Hand".He said: "Du Xiaokang, you have learned this at such a young age! Of course I want to investigate this matter, but it has nothing to do with whether you help or not." Du Xiaokang bowed his head and remained silent. "You go." "When do you want those things?" "It will be in two days." Du Xiaokang left. Two days later, Du Xiaokang brought everything Jiang Yuanlun wanted: thirty small dishes of the same color, thirty crimson lacquered chopsticks, thirty red-headed ropes, and thirty white velvet flowers. Jiang Yuan kept quiet and locked all these things in the room until the official performance.That night, the weather was very clear, there was no wind, only a delicate crescent moon hanging obliquely in the blue winter sky. Although there are performances by various classes, the soil platform of Yau Ma Tei Primary School is the same as the specifications of school or local cultural and artistic performances in the past, with curtains and lights.When "Knocking Up with a Plate in Hand" debuted, Jiang Yilun wanted to applaud himself.First, twenty-nine little girls tapped the plates and walked onto the stage.When everyone thought it was the twenty-nine girls, all the twenty-nine little girls turned their gazes to one side very expressively, and then, a girl who was dressed differently but was in harmony with the crowd , knocking on the plate alone and came to the stage.This girl is Paper Moon.Regarding Zhiyue's evaluation, Sancho's words were: "This little girl doesn't really need to act, she just needs to stand there." This program was not copied, and Jiang Yilun slightly modified it according to his own taste.Jiang Yilun watched from below, and felt that the show was performed by little girls from the countryside, which was more interesting than the performance by little girls from the city. Sancho sat down and watched, and decided in his heart: This show can be performed in the town.He felt that the most exciting thing in this program was that all the thirty girls turned around, leaving only their backs.Thirty small braids, all tied with bright red headbands, all with white velvet flowers inserted.The white velvet flowers are well placed, and from a distance, one can feel a trembling white moth resting on the black braid.These white velvet flowers brought out the desolate moonlight and the cold, sad, and unwillingness to yield emotions of the singing girl.If you change the velvet flowers of other colors, the effect will not be so good.Sancho felt that Jiang Yilun's level was unusual.In fact, Jiang Yilun just remembered a sentence from his classmate: "This show is all about that one white velvet flower." Jiang Yuanlun's classmate was a very emotional person when he was studying. After the performance, when Sancho asked where those plates, chopsticks, red-headed ropes, and white velvet flowers came from, and Jiang Yilun told him that Du Xiaokang temporarily embezzled things from his father's grocery store, Sancho said: : "You really cannot do without Du Xiaokang in this class." Jiang Lun thought it was the same, so while investigating who did the note encouraging his classmates to give up Du Xiaokang, he talked about Du Xiaokang's contribution to the class.The children suddenly discovered that many of the honors they shared again and again were obtained because of Du Xiaokang, and they couldn't help but regret: How could they not vote for Du Xiaokang? They felt that they were the most heartless in the world Bastard. The official election was announced: Du Xiaokang is still the squad leader. On the same day, Sangsang saw that Ashu, who had always been called his shadow, was following Du Xiaokang in a desperate manner, and went to the threshing field to learn how to ride a bicycle. Two days later, Sangsang was called to the yard by his father, and before he knew what his father was going to do to him, his ass was kicked hard.He fell to the ground, and his father kicked him again: "You are promising! You have a small stomach, no ambitions, and you can engage in conspiracy and tricks!" As the principal, Sancho felt that his son had humiliated him, and he was extremely annoyed. Sangsang was lying on the ground, A Shu appeared in the dim eyes of tears.He scolded: "A shameful traitor!" Standing on the threshold, the mother also shouted that the fight was good, and "had no position" to speak for Du Xiaokang: "Du Xiaokang, this child, do you know that you have contributed to your father's school." Sangsang grinned and shouted loudly: "He bullies people! Bullies people!"