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Chapter 11 secretary surnamed wen

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When I was promoted to be a secretary and often practiced calligraphy by the window on the upper stage of the theater, an interesting person suddenly came from somewhere else to be the secretary of the headquarters. At that time, this person could only say that he was very interesting, but now I think of him. Style, also made my whole life a nail, a gear, for him there is something to be thankful for. Mr. Secretary is a small man with a white face and white hands. As soon as he arrives, he wears a blue satin mandarin jacket to visit everywhere. This is really a rare thing. As usual, the whole department does not pay much attention to etiquette, and everyone has to step on one foot when eating. Go to the bench, stuff your mouth full of vegetables and rice, and at the same time have to mumble some wild words. No matter who you are talking about, you have to say: that bastard, really... This kind of insult is often a kind gesture. , With such auxiliary words between words, everyone seems to be more intimate when talking about it. The younger ones often call brats, little assholes, and the older ones call sweet potatoes to eat bad people, and no one gets angry when they are called .If the meeting was just to exchange polite greetings, everyone would think it was a style learned from Jingli, and it would be a bit unbearable to teach. But after the secretary surnamed Wen arrived in the ministry, he was polite to everyone, even if he called The lieutenant also spoke softly, and at the same time, he only smiled slightly when everyone was talking nonsense. When we got to know each other a little better, and only a few of our secretariat colleagues were together, he saw me He shook his head: ah, my little master, you are still a little bit older, and when you talk, I am superior to my father! I said: I don’t care, this is my freedom. But I Seeing his friendly appearance, I became a little shy. Then I explained my opinion: this is just for fun, and it doesn't hurt anyone.

The secretary said: Don't play this, you are smart, you should learn well. How many good things can be learned in the world! I tilted my head and said: Then tell me about it, and I can learn what I see. Because I watch him while talking, I always have to speak softly when I talk about Lao Tzu. After the two talked about it, they became better without knowing it. friends. Our conversation can also be said to be an exchange of knowledge. Although I got a lot of knowledge from him, he probably got a little more from me. I howled for him as a wolf, as a tiger, and told him the difference between the footprints of wild boars and the footprints of goats. From him, I could know the sound of trains, ships, and the appearance of electric lights and telephones. I sued him. How heavy the head was to be killed, how the procedure for disembowelling the gallbladder should be with a knife on the abdomen, how to kick it from the back. But he told me about the clothes American soldiers and British soldiers wore, and told me what a torpedo boat was, hydrogen gas What is a ball. He finds all that I know very strange, and I think what he understands is really strange.

This kind of exchange and conversation can be said to have something for everyone, so in a short period of time, we have achieved the most memorable friendship. After he came to Huaihua, he came here for a few days because the weather was not good and he did not clean up. His things. Three days later when the sun came out, when he opened the suitcase, I saw that he had two thick books with such tiny characters and so thick books, I was shocked. The two books were in a daze, and they said: "Little master, this is a treasure. Everything in the world is written on it. All kinds of questions you want to know are written in an orderly and clear way! Saying this makes me even more awed." I touched the writing with my hand, and I just saw two gold characters on the spine. I said: "Ci Yuan", "Ci Yuan". I thought about it for a while, and when I saw Zhuge Liang's three-qi Zhou Yu's relief woodcut in front of the theater, I said, "How about Mr. Zhuge Kongming Wolong?" I came out and flipped through something else after I arrived. I was very happy. He saw that I was flipping through it by myself. He was afraid that I would dirty his book, so he asked me to go downstairs to wash my hands and read it again. I I believed his words, washed my hands and rummaged for a long time.

Because he saw that I couldn't put it down for this precious book of his, he asked me if I had read newspapers. I said: I never read newspapers, and I don't want to read any newspapers. But he found an article about Laozi from his "Ciyuan" Come on, I know that Laozi is the Taishang Laojun, and the Taishang Laojun is a real person. I no longer call myself the Taishang Laojun, but we are here to discuss newspapers. So I made an appointment with another old secretary, three Everyone paid 40 cents each to order a copy of "Declaration" to read. After the newspaper was bought and mailed to Shanghai, but the newspaper had not yet arrived, I seemed to have read the newspaper and believed what he said, the newspaper is a great thing , I seem to have learned a lot from the newspaper. I have subscribed to this newspaper for two months, and I seem to have learned a lot of new words from it.

Although this secretary treats me as a friend, I can't do it if I want to look through his precious book every day. He puts the book well in the box, and he obviously doesn't take it lightly. Neither can I look through the precious book all day , I still can only look at "Qiu Shuixuan Chido", or borrow one by one from the adjutant. The head of the official document draws the relief in front of the stage. Part of my time, I talk to this man and listen to him talk about all kinds of things going down the river. Most of the time, I still play outside without restriction. In fact, I occasionally have the opportunity to look through that precious book. What hydrogen is, what Huainanzi is, and what the Senate is, most of them know from that book.

Stationed here is called Qingxiang, but in fact it is for food. From the perspective of the army in western Hunan, Qingxiang in Yuanzhou has a lot of advantages compared with other defensive areas. At that time, the second army of the Yasukuni Allied Forces was still strong. , so our troops were able to occupy this land. After a short time, Tian Yingzhao transferred the control of the First Army of the Yasukuni Allied Forces to his regiment commander Chen Quzhen, and the power of the First and Second Armies went up and down. , unable to unite, the first army strives to be self-improving, and is getting better every day. Zhang Xueji, who is the chief of civil affairs and the commander of the second army, encountered difficulties in both financial and military management. The first detachment cleared the countryside and had no other achievements except killing people. , the reputation of the army was extremely bad, so the defense line was shaken. When the Chen Department of the First Army passed through Mayang and the headquarters felt oppressed, we could not resist, so we retreated downstream in a kind of extreme haste. So we continued to march, I wrapped my feet in brown clothes, trudged through the snow, and filled the river with a small boat. Five days later, I arrived in Chenzhou again.

The defense area of ​​the army has changed, and the miscellaneous army seems to have withdrawn from western Hunan. The second army all used the name of aiding Sichuan and drove across eastern Sichuan to eat. From their point of view, I seem to be too young, so they ordered me to be the same old man The adjutant chief, a lame adjutant, a clerk who smoked opium, and twenty old and weak soldiers were placed in the left-behind department at the rear to do some logistical chores. After the army left, I had nothing else to do except to write a report every three days, and at the end of the month to make a payroll report at the detention center. The market seemed to be much quieter since the second army left. Every day, I still often go to the glutinous rice dumpling place to sit and sit, and occasionally go to a military cadet barracks to watch the cadets practice. Or listen to the adjutant commander's order, and a soldier will go fishing for toads by the pond outside the city for him, and take the little creature. Bring them back to the Ministry in bunches, add spices, peel the skins and smoke them, and serve him wine. If you can't finish eating, send half of them back home to the old lady.

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