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Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven Social Dregs

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On the first day of school, I went to the technical school to report, and when I arrived at the school gate, I met Lao Ding, who said to me: "The gas is running out, please help me change a bottle on Sunday." I said, "I will help you change it tomorrow. "Lao Ding's status in my mind and life is very different now. He used to be just a good teacher, but now he is Yu Xiaoqi's father. I have to curry favor with him.Lao Ding said: "Sunday, come here in the morning, I will wait for you at home." I parked my bicycle at the gate of the school and ran in to take a look. Unfortunately, our third grade students had no classrooms at all. There were four classes of freshmen this semester, and they filled the classrooms.In fact, the reputation of the chemical technical school is so bad that many junior high school graduates are reluctant to take the exam. However, in those years, the chemical companies in Daicheng were very profitable, especially the pesticide factory and the saccharin factory. In order to enter these factories, they went to a rogue school. Seems worth it too.At that time, the students in our class were all standing in the aisle. The head teacher who had been shot looked at us with contempt and said loudly: "Stand up, stand at attention, and look to the left!" They all look left, not right.This old rightist probably cultivated this habit during the labor camps in Northeast China, always turning to the left and never turning to the right.

We laughed and shoved together and ignored him at all.The topic of our discussion focused on Huangmao and Kuo forcing women, and egg seven's attempted rape.A summer vacation has passed, everyone is a little strange, these news are very exciting to talk about.We all spoke the local dialect of Daicheng, and the head teacher couldn't understand it. He could only understand Northeast dialect and Mandarin. The old rightist has tortured our souls for two years, and now he is finally saying goodbye to us.I am very happy.The teacher in charge was very considerate, and actually understood what we meant, and said, "Huh, don't be complacent. You only know what thought reform is when you get to the factory." Then I remembered that we were going to practice in the factory in the third grade. , my student career has actually ended prematurely.The head teacher said: "If you are returned by the factory, not only will you not get your diploma, but you will also have to pay the school 3,000 yuan."

Yes, the chemical technical school is actually a human trafficking organization. It does not teach vocational skills. Its main function is to sell labor to various chemical factories, falsely claiming that these people have received vocational training. In fact, shit, we know nothing, and Turned into a rogue, very difficult to manage. Our technical school, like a university, adopts the credit system, which is very advanced.Credits are related to which factory you will eventually go to work.When it comes time to assign units, each unit has a quota, 5 places for the pesticide factory, and 10 places for the saccharin factory. They all sit in a classroom.There are no interviews, and as long as you are not disabled, the factory will not let you go.In this way, students with high credits first occupy units with good profits, while those with low credits can only go to those closed factories, such as feed factories.

The problem is that these credits are not entirely based on academic performance. Academic performance only accounts for a small part, and a considerable part is ideological and moral.Ideology and morality are completely in the hands of the class teacher, he can give you as much points as he wants, and credits can be deducted if you make mistakes.Damn, in this way, even Chen Jingrun can't figure out how many credits I should have.When I was in the first grade, I was bourgeois liberalization. In the second grade, I was punished.I can't fucking figure it out, after studying for two years, how can I still owe them?It seems that I have decided to go to the feed factory.

The teacher in charge stood in the aisle and smiled at us. It was a contemptuous smile. This kind of smile was deeper than ridicule, and it was specially prepared for us.He also smiled in front of the principal, but replaced it with a charming smile, which was more innocent than flattering, as if he was the principal's concubine.I've known him for two years, and I've only seen these two kinds of smiles on his face, contemptuous or charming. He doesn't know the others, and probably forgot all about them in the Northeast labor camp.Unfortunately, what he got in return from the principal was a scornful smile. No one liked him, even the principal thought he was an idiot.

I often feel that he has an innate hatred for us, not to mention rogue students like me, even those students who are motivated and motivated will be despised by him.When I was in the first grade, there was a classmate who played table tennis very well. He belonged to the city’s amateur team and often participated in training. Later, he was picked up by the table tennis team of the Nanjing Military Region and dropped out of school to play in Nanjing.This is of course a good thing, we all congratulated him, only the class teacher said to him: "You are an amateur, you will be a foil all your life." The classmate almost fainted from anger.When I was in the second grade, another classmate went to Japan. His older sister was studying in Japan, and he spent a lot of money to bring his younger brother.This is also a good thing. Going to Japan is better than staying in Daicheng as a worker. We all congratulate him, but only the head teacher said to him: "If you go to Japan, you will wash the dishes and recite the dead, and you will embarrass the country." My classmate almost Passed out.He also despises those who are motivated like this. He thinks that the best home for people like us is to be workers.In 1990, a classmate died in a car accident. He was very happy and said, "Whoever told him to run a red light, he deserved it." Maybe he was schizophrenic and regarded us as the group of students who punished him in 1966. It's better to die early and clean.

I have always believed that teachers in vocational high schools of this type belong to social disasters. Many years later, I met an architect who graduated from a key middle school in Shanghai.He said that it is true that some high school teachers are also disasters.On the morning of the first morning when he took the college entrance examination, the head teacher patted him on the shoulder and said, "You should come to my class next year if you want to repeat your studies." The poor child walked into the examination room with such a bad mood.I call him big sister. I once asked Lao Ding: "Do you think our class teacher is an idiot?" Lao Ding actually fell into deep thought, did he even think about such a simple question?He said: "Of course he is not a qualified class teacher, but you should not have too high expectations for the class teacher. He is a scar of society, and that piece of flesh will definitely not look good, but if there is no scar, wouldn't he bleed for a lifetime?" I don't understand his analogy, I understand the scar, it is a piece of dead meat.I said: "Then my little bastard is a cancer cell of society." Lao Ding smiled and said, "You are at best an allergy to society."

Now, the scars of society are staring at a large area of ​​social allergies, and this society is so fucking miserable that there are not many good skins on the whole body.The social scar said: "Don't be complacent. The factory will recruit people tomorrow. This year, only the pesticide factory will recruit five people, and the rest will go to the closed factory." Said: "Didn't you say in the past that you all go to factories with good profits? Why is it that only the pesticide factory recruits five?" The class teacher said: "What are you talking about? It's good to give you a bite of food, and you are also assigned to work in units with good profits?" Sometimes only Dafei and I were laughing, we both had negative scores, good or bad, we all went to the feed factory, and those units with good profits had nothing to do with us.

I went home and told my dad the good news: "Dad, this year the big factories are not hiring, and even your pesticide factory is only hiring five. It looks like I'm going to close the factory!" face, suddenly took out a piece of paper, pressed it to my face, and shouted: "Look for yourself! The grade list sent by your school, your credits are actually negative!" I peeled the piece of paper off my face. When I got down, I saw that it was a negative score, and it stated that I was ranked twenty-eighth in the class.There used to be fifty-five students in our class. In the past two years, sixteen of them were expelled, three were arrested, one died in a car accident, four dropped out of school, and one disappeared. Even his own mother didn’t know he was gone. Where, in this way, there are only thirty people. Grandma's elimination rate is higher than that of the Central Academy of Drama.I am twenty-eight, that is to say, the third from the bottom, and there are still two behind.

My dad continued to yell, mouth wide enough to see the tonsils: "You've lost my face!" He was very angry, but I was very happy in my heart. I finally survived the two-year prison sentence, and I will never have to see the head teacher's face again. All the contempt and all the charm are fucked.I hadn't realized how horrific it was to go to a closed factory. The next day I stood in the aisle on the second floor of the school, where there are offices, and now it is temporarily converted into a job recruitment site.With the report card in my hand, I watched my classmates walk in one by one. The first five were all happy. After all, it was a pesticide factory with very good benefits, and all of them were mournful.Refrigeration factories, rubber factories, paint factories, and feed factories are all small factories with only one or two hundred workers. They can't pay bonuses and only have a dead wage. They may close down at any time.A classmate simply tore up the report card and said: "If you lose money, you will lose money. I will be self-employed." I dare not tear up the report card, for fear that my father will tear me up.When it was my turn, there were only three lonely people in the corridor on the second floor. The other students had all left. They had agreed to play video games together.Behind me is Da Fei, and behind Da Fei is a girl nicknamed Jiangnan Seven Monsters, or Xiaoguai for short, she is the ugliest girl in our school.After that, the head teacher will hold the line.The head teacher looked at me with contempt and said, "Lu Xiaolu, go in, you bourgeois liberalization, it's too late to regret it now."

I said: "I don't have any fucking regrets." After I walked in, I saw that my heart sank. Even the people in the feed factory were packing up and leaving. This is the worst chemical factory in Daicheng. !I looked around, and finally found a table in the corner, a woman was sitting behind the table, and a small sign was erected in front of the woman: Advance to the chemical plant. I also know the chemical companies in Daicheng like the back of my hand, but I have never heard of Qianjin Chemical Plant.The woman was very generous, beckoning to me and saying, "Here, here, come here." She was in her thirties, spoke Mandarin with a tongue, and was obviously from the north. I walked over to give her the report card, she frowned and said, "Why are your credits negative?" I said, "There are people who are worse than me." She said, "Well, you have nothing else to do." If you choose, let’s go to our factory.” I asked her, "How many people have you recruited?" She said: "No one has been recruited. It seems that people from your school don't want to come to our factory." I said, "No one knows about your factory, what do you produce?" She handed me the registration form for me to fill out, and said, "The main production is chromic acid." I asked, "How is the benefit?" She said: "The benefits are good, and this kind of products are now on sale, but our factory is relatively small, and we may expand production after a while." I lowered my head and filled out the application form, and asked her, "The scale is small, how many people are there in your factory?" "About eighty." I was dizzy, the concept of a chemical plant with 80 people is equivalent to a football team with only four people, what benefits can you expect from them?The woman was still reassuring me: "It doesn't matter, you guys are here to repair the instruments, isn't it the same for large factories and small factories? We are short of instrument maintenance workers here." I was dizzy again and forgot to tell her Well, I can't fix any instruments.I asked her: "It must be the first time for you to come to our school to recruit workers?" "It shouldn't have happened before. I was transferred recently. The factory has never recruited anyone from your school." "I knew it." I shook my head, thinking, don't regret that you recruited me. After I filled out the recruitment form, I suddenly felt that someone pushed my butt. It turned out that it was Dafei, and he and the mobs also walked in.As soon as Da Fei came over, he asked, "Hey, where is your factory?" The woman said: "Oh, it's behind Matai Town, about 20 kilometers away from here. I forgot to mention just now, you will live in a dormitory."
It sounds like a joke that Yu Xiaoqi left Matai Town, but I want to go to that place and live there for a long time in the next few decades. On Sunday morning, I plan to go to Lao Ding’s house. When I go out, I open the mailbox to get cigarettes. My cigarettes are hidden in the mailbox. My family does not subscribe to newspapers or magazines, and no one receives letters. This mailbox happens to be used by me to hide cigarettes. .It turned out that there was a letter in the mailbox, white and soft, lying there quietly.It was written on the envelope that it was received by Lu Xiaolu, and the signature was "Yu". I was overjoyed, knowing that it was a letter from Yu Xiaoqi. Xiao Qi's letter is very simple, just a small piece of paper. She told me that she has come to a textile college in Shanghai, where the training is held, and she lives in the student dormitory. I have been there, the Bund is beautiful, and she is in a good mood.At the end of the letter, I wished me success in my studies-forget about this, my studies have successfully ended.She also said that she belonged to the short-term commissioned Pearson, and the school did not prepare a mailbox for them at all, so they could not receive my reply.She left a phone number, area code, phone number, and extension number, and asked the dormitory aunt to go to a certain dormitory to call Yu Xiaoqi, and she was always there at night. I stuffed the letter into my schoolbag. My schoolbag is empty now, and I don't need to hold any books anymore.I came to Baifeng New Village by bicycle. In early September, after the typhoon passed by, the weather became mercilessly hot again.Baifeng New Village, like our Baochun New Village, is covered with watermelon rinds, and many people come and go in and out of the new village on Sundays.I went downstairs to Lao Ding's house, parked my bicycle as usual, and rushed up in three steps. As soon as I knocked on the door, he opened the door.I said, "Old man, you didn't sleep in late today." Lao Ding said, "Come in and talk, come in and talk." As soon as I walked in, he closed the door.I'm a little surprised, the old man's behavior is not normal today, he was always lazy in the past, he would never take the initiative to close the door, besides, I will go down immediately for a bottle of gas, so why close the door?I walked into the kitchen and found that the water was boiling on the gas stove, and the flame was very strong.Lao Ding dragged me into the living room: "Here, here." After entering, I found that there was a woman sitting in the living room, not his wife, but his ex-wife, Yu Xiaoqi's mother.She was sitting at the dining table, with one hand on the table, she would stare as soon as I entered, and she didn't know whether to stare at me or Lao Ding.I sensibly called out: "Auntie." She said, "Are you that Lu Xiaolu?" I turned to look at Lao Ding, he had an innocent face, pretending not to notice that I was looking at him.I'm not an idiot, I immediately understood what was going on, and thought to myself, today I have a fucking Hongmen banquet, and there is no banquet, it's just a fucking Hongmen, I don't know how this enemy couple wants to punish me, it's a The one who sings the red face and the one who sings the bad face, or both of them rushed forward to pinch me?I'm not afraid of them either, after all there are no secrets to hide, and of course, I don't want to be too arrogant, after all, they are Yu Xiaoqi's parents. My former teacher's wife sat there, staring at me with a cold look, and didn't ask me to sit down.But Lao Ding was very polite, moved a small bench for me, and said: "Sit, sit." I sat there, and the small bench was only half a foot high, which was no different from squatting. I was standing at 1.8 meters. He was tall and well-built, but he sat on that bench like a prisoner in the police station, and he had to look up at the two of them.The old man is so fucking bad.I looked at him again: his hands were down, his eyes were gentle, and there was a smile in the corner of his mouth, as if he had been castrated by his ex-wife. I said, "What's the matter, just tell me." The former teacher's wife pointed at me and said, "You!" After a pause, she continued, "Come to my house almost every day this summer to find Yu Xiaoqi." Her words were so accurate that I had no room for sophistry, so I had to agree with her in silence. She said, "You don't have to quibble, the neighbors told me when they saw it." Now I can quibble, I said: "I didn't quibble, did you hear me quibble?" The former teacher's wife sneered: "I've seen a lot of social scum like you, glib, idle, and idle. Let me ask you, what are you doing pestering Yu Xiaoqi?" Before I could speak, Lao Ding said softly, "He also just met Xiao Qi recently. You say he is a dreg of the society. I cannot agree. The dregs of the society are too serious." The former teacher's wife said: "It's none of your business! You can't shirk your responsibility, and I will settle the score with you later." She turned her head again, frowned and asked me: "How old are you? What do your parents do? ?where do you live?" I said, "Eighteen, my father is an engineer, my mother is an accountant, and they live in Baochun New Village." The former teacher's wife said: "Let me ask you again, one day you took off your clothes and stood at the window. Is there such a thing?" "Yes, but I am acting as a model for Yu Xiaoqi, nothing else." The former teacher's wife suddenly took out a piece of paper from her pocket as if by magic, and unfolded it for me to read.I know it, it's my nude sketch, the one without pants.She pinched the paper, her eyes spewing fire, as if it wasn't a sketch but a wanted warrant.She said: "You little rascal, look for yourself, look for yourself!" At this time, Lao Ding came over, looked at it for a long time, and said, "Tsk, the painting is average, and the proportions are a bit wrong." The former teacher said: "Go away!" I said, "Actually, I was wearing shorts that day. I drew three sketches, and one of them was not wearing it." Lao Ding said, "Then did you wear it?" I said : "Wear it! Always wear it! When she is happy with the painting, she assumes that I am not wearing it, but I am actually wearing it." Lao Ding turned around and said to his former teacher's wife: "He said he was wearing it." My former teacher's wife said to Lao Ding: "Hmph, look at your precious daughter. I asked her, but she lied to me that there was no such thing at all. Have you confronted her now?" I thought to myself, it's bad, it's a rare time for me to be honest, and I actually betrayed Yu Xiaoqi.It's no fun to go on like this, you have to be a little cunning with this old lady.She looks to be in her forties, which is the age at which menopausal syndrome is at a high incidence. You can't be too straightforward with such middle-aged women. They will be hysterical for various reasons, and they won't let you go just because you tell the truth. The former teacher's wife changed the subject and asked me: "I heard that you are already an intern. Which unit are you in?" I said, "Forward to the chemical plant." The former teacher's wife said, "What kind of factory is that? What are you doing there?" I looked at Lao Ding, he blinked his left eye at me, and I understood, and said: "Oh, that factory has good profits, but it's a little far from Daicheng, but it's very big, with more than a thousand workers. I'll go in He is an instrument maintenance worker, and now he only receives an internship subsidy, and he will be fine after he becomes a full-time employee. The salary and bonus add up to more than 600 yuan a month..." My ex-teacher suddenly shouted angrily: "Fart! Do you think I don't know anything? I work as a nurse and deal with patients every day. Do you think I don't know people who go to the chemical plant? There are only 70 or 80 workers in that plant and they produce chromic acid. Yes, the nasal mucous membranes of the workers are all rotten. If you put a coin in through the left nostril, it can be pulled out through the right nostril! You think I don’t know about Qianjin Chemical Plant! In that factory, the workshop director only costs six or seven hundred yuan a month Money, you have six or seven hundred for an apprentice?" I was dizzy by her bombardment, I think those patients under her hands may have been made crazy by her.This old woman is not as stupid as I imagined, and she is not easy to deceive at all.In addition, it is the first time I have heard that chromic acid is so powerful. Although there are all kinds of dangerous substances and highly toxic substances in chemical factories, the nasal mucosa can even be pulled in and out with coins. This is something I have never heard of.It seems that the factory I went to is not a good place. "You are like this, and you still say that you are not a scum of society?" said the former teacher's wife. I was a little angry, stood up and said: "Hey, don't you want to be left with a scumbag and right with a scumbag. I'm not your fucking son." Just after saying this, Lao Ding kicked me in the ass.The former teacher's wife was furious, and the flush of menopause turned into an angry fire and burned her cheeks.I saw this posture and couldn't help being afraid.She began to tear up Yu Xiaoqi's sketch, and with a squeak, she split my naked butt in half from the head to the ditch, then four petals, five horses, then eight petals, sixteen petals, thirty-two petals, Cut to pieces.At sixty-four petals she couldn't tear it off, the paper was too thick, and then she threw my pieces at my face, and my eyes went blind, and the paper was flying all over the room. The voice of the former teacher's wife changed from cold to suppressed anger, and finally to a high-decibel scream.Later, Lao Ding praised me and said, "I thought you could last ten minutes, but I didn't expect you to piss her off in two minutes." At that time, her voice was too sharp, as if dozens of high-quality glasses were smashed together On the ground, I couldn't hear what she was shouting at all.Later, I understood, the general idea is that it is impossible for Yu Xiaoqi to be with a person like me. Yu Xiaoqi will definitely find a man with a career in the future, and a man like me will not be able to talk about a career even if he spends his whole life. I'm a rogue, I'm a rogue, I'm a rogue, I'm a rogue, I'm a rogue, I'm a rogue, a rogue, a rogue. I said, "Fuck your mother, aren't you a nurse? What are you doing? Want to be Li Ka-shing's mother-in-law?" The former teacher's wife picked up a teacup and threw it at my head. Afterwards, I asked Lao Ding: "Your wife used to hang out on the street, right? Why is she so cruel? She also called me a hooligan?" Fortunately, I was quick and avoided the teacup, only to be poured water all over my face. .If Lao Ding hadn't blocked me, I would have been miserable, and I would definitely be torn to pieces by my former teacher's wife.I fled all the way to the kitchen, and heard a crackling fight and sharp curses in the living room. The former teacher's wife said to Lao Ding: "Society scum! I am a social scum like you." Lao Ding muttered, "It's none of my business, he I didn't educate him." The former teacher didn't listen to his explanation at all, and scratched a few bloody lines on his face, Lao Ding resisted with all his might, but he couldn't hold back anymore, fled to the back room, and locked the door behind him.The ex-teacher’s wife was puzzled, she kicked the door a few times, then turned to look for me, I pushed against the kitchen door to prevent her from coming in, I saw her hideous and deformed face through the glass on the door, I missed her What I saw should be a face of fear of deformation, anyway, we are all deformed.I'm not afraid of her rushing in and beating me. She's a nurse and doesn't have a scalpel in her hand, so what else can she do to me.What I'm afraid of is that others will say that I drove her crazy, and I can't bear the responsibility. Later, by coincidence, the pot of water on the stove boiled, the lid was pushed up, and hot water overflowed, dousing the fire on the gas stove.I held the door with one hand and tried to turn off the gas stove with the other, but it was a little far away and I couldn't reach it.There was a latch on the kitchen door, I tried it and it wouldn't go in at all.This is miserable, I was either suffocated to death by gas, or my former teacher rushed in and strangled to death.She was banging on the glass outside, but she hadn't thought of smashing the glass with a brick yet.I was a little dizzy from choking inside, and my heart skipped a beat. I rushed over to turn off the gas stove, and quickly opened the window to breathe.Over there, the former teacher's wife rushed in. She grabbed my collar with both hands and pulled me closer to her face, as if she wanted to force a kiss.I quickly said: "Auntie, I was wrong." The former teacher's wife had a gloomy face, like ashes after the fire had burned out. Fortunately, she didn't let me kiss her, but kept a distance of half a foot.She said: "Stay far away from Yu Xiaoqi, don't contact her anymore, do you hear me!" I didn't speak, she asked me again: "Do you hear me?" I said, "Okay." The former teacher's wife said: "If you dare to touch her, I will kill you." She finally loosened my collar, looked around, pointed at the bedroom door and shouted: "Ding Bagen, you should die soon!" Then she pulled open the door exhaustedly and disappeared down the corridor. After she left, I was also exhausted. I have never been tortured by an old woman like this in my life.This kind of energy emanating from menopausal women, I have certainly experienced it in my mother. At that time, I thought my mother was terrible. Now, by comparison, she is really too gentle and polite. Lao Ding poked his head out from the room and asked, "She's gone?" I sighed: "Let's go." He came out of the bedroom with one slipper on, the other disappeared during the fight.Lao Ding said, "Help me get my slippers and kick them under the sofa." I had to lie on the ground, reach under the worn-out single sofa, fish out the slippers, and two of them by the way. Money coins, a battery, an empty medicine bottle, a box of urea cream, all round things.Lao Ding said: "Don't fish it, don't fish it, sit down, we're serious." I said, what is serious or not? I think you are not serious and tricked me to come over to change the gas. In fact, it is your wife who is waiting for me at home and is going to have three joint trials.Damn, it's too lacking in loyalty. Is this called emphasizing sex over friends?Or is it called coercion?Lao Ding said that the former teacher’s wife actually found out about my movements through reports from neighbors. She judged Xiao Qi too much. Said it was her father's student, from the chemical engineering school.The former teacher's wife had a strong allergy to the words "chemical technical school", and she exploded when she heard it. When Yu Xiaoqi was going to Shanghai, she simply made a fuss with Lao Ding.Lao Ding couldn't make it through either, so he tricked me into coming here.He thought I could explain it clearly, at least to make the former teacher's wife less hysterical. I am 1.8 meters tall and handsome, and I should be the type that my mother-in-law likes, but it turned out like this. I said to Lao Ding, your ex-wife was too fierce, now it seems that I understand your second marriage, the geologist is just a little ugly, at least not so unreasonable.I said this sincerely, and did not mean to ridicule him at all. Lao Ding said: "Her attitude is problematic, but you are too vicious, right? How can you say that she wants to be Li Ka-shing's mother-in-law?" I said embarrassedly: "I said it when I thought about it. I can't control my mouth. Actually, I'm not that vicious." Lao Ding said: "If you want to fall in love with a girl, you must at least show the minimum respect to her parents. This is the principle of being a human being. It's good for you, just try to make yourself happy. You, after all, you still don't study too much. , lack of education." I said, "You read a lot, didn't you divorce her too?" "Fart and fart!" Lao Ding said, "Is this the same thing? Why are your thoughts so childish?" I could tell, he knew I liked Yu Xiaoqi, so he put on a show in front of me and dared to scold me.When this old man was in class at the technical school, he saw us gangster students, and he didn't dare to say anything big.He was afraid that his heart would not be able to bear the scolding, and he would die. I said, "I'll change it later." Lao Ding said: "Your attitude is still human, why didn't you restrain yourself just now?" I said, "I don't know. When I get angry, my mind buzzes. It's all empty. There's nothing in it." I shook my head. "Your ex-wife is too narrow-minded, and what she says is ugly." Lao Ding said: "Only narrow-minded people will complain about others' narrow-mindedness all day long." I said, "She won't really kill me, will she?" "Who is going to kill you?" "Your wife." I said, "She said that if I dared to touch Yu Xiaoqi, she would kill me." "I'm afraid she will kill me too," Lao Ding asked worriedly, "You and Xiao Qi have nothing to do, right?" "No!" Old Ding sighed.I stood up, found the milk from the refrigerator, drank it all in one gulp, and finally felt a little better.Lao Ding asked me: "Are you really dating Xiao Qi?" I said, "No, old man, I'm broken in love." Lao Ding said, "You deserve it, my daughter, your vision is not that low." After talking for a long time, he was still implying to me that I was a social scum.To be honest, this kind of cursing, now I hear it, I only take it as a tonic, how unrestrained the dregs of society are.When I was eighteen, I couldn't bear to hear others call me a scum of society. I said, old man, don't look down on people, I am a man of seven feet, and I will show you a career in the future.Lao Ding said: "You should read more books to be serious, what's the use of swearing?" After a while he asked me again: "What do you like about Xiao Qi?" I thought about it for a while and said, I like her kindness, and sometimes she is innocent, so that's good.I thought that kindness and innocence are things that are easy to get, but later I found out that it is not easy, these things are already dead in my world (he rolled his eyes when he heard this), I think they are very precious, so like her. After listening to these words, Lao Ding felt that my confession was good, but it was a pity that I didn't have a chance to tell the girl these heartfelt words, so I told my father-in-law first.I also find it kind of ridiculous.Then he let me go, and before he left, he said: "I heard that you are going to the chemical factory, that is not a good place, let your father think of a way to get you to the pesticide factory."
That night, I went to the telecommunications office to make long distance calls. The long distance at the telecommunications office was cheaper than that of street cigarette shops, and there were no IP phones in those days.With only five yuan in my pocket, I dialed Yu Xiaoqi's number and transferred to the extension. This was my first long distance call.An old aunt's voice came from the other end of the phone.I said I would trouble you to find Yu Xiaoqi from a certain dormitory, but the old aunt called over the phone, Yu Xiaoqi, Yu Xiaoqi, I have your call again. Fifteen heartbeats later, her voice came over the phone. I haven't seen her for a week, and everyone says that a little farewell is better than a newlywed, and I almost feel this feeling.I said, "Hey, it's me, I'm Lu Xiaolu. You picked it up quite quickly." "I just walked away after answering a call." Yu Xiaoqi said in a muffled voice, "It was my mother's call just now." I was also bored, and my palms holding the phone were sweating. After a while, she said loudly: "How can you say that she wants to be Li Ka-shing's mother-in-law!" This tone was exactly the same as her father's. I said, "I really didn't mean to." Yu Xiaoqi said: "What kind of onion are you!" I guess she heard the former teacher's wife's one-sided remarks, so I had to explain to her tactfully: Although my attitude is not good, your mother is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She mainly slandered me as a social scum, and also defined me as a hooligan. Fight with your dad.She was silent for a while, and said: "Don't talk about my mother like that in the future, she is very pitiful." I said: "Understood, I won't talk about it in the future." She just forgave me. I babbled for a long time, wasting my time explaining the problem, and soon realized that I didn't have enough money on me.The telecommunications bureau is not a lame car repairer, you can bully me casually.I said, "No, I still have thirty seconds, so I have to hang up. Qi, I love you." She giggled on the other end of the phone and said, "What are you talking about?" I said :"I really love you." Yu Xiaoqi said: "By the way, let me ask you something. Vincent's owner, the old lady in our building, is in the hospital. The cat has been left alone and has become a wild cat. Please help me find it. , let it be fostered at your home." I said, "Did you hear me when I said I love you?" Yu Xiaoqi said: "Don't forget about the cat. Go there early tomorrow morning. While my mother is not at work, you can apologize and see if she can accept it." I hung up the phone with a snap, thirty seconds.I hate Telecom! I got home and took a shower. After a rough day, I set the alarm clock and fell asleep immediately in bed.Early the next morning, I went to Hongmei New Village.I also bought a bunch of bananas on the street. Bananas are the cheapest in this season. I’m sorry, but I really don’t have any money. The bananas exude a strong aroma. It’s estimated that they will turn black after a day, so it’s best to eat them quickly. I am really impressed by Hongmei New Village. The old women here are usually invisible, and I thought they were all sleeping in the house. Unexpectedly, they were all staring at me.I ran to the door of Yu Xiaoqi's house with a banana in my hand, knocked on the door, but there was no sound, and knocked again, still no sound.I looked in from the window of her house, and suddenly found a face on the window, which was my former teacher's wife.It was so scary that it almost made me fall over in fright.It turned out that she had been looking at me from the window, but she was silent, and her face in silence was hung behind the window pane like a portrait. Forget it, this metaphor is unlucky.I took a step back, collected myself, and said, "Auntie, I was too bad yesterday. Teacher Ding criticized me. Today I came here to apologize to you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to annoy you. The main reason is that I didn't Culture, if you say it, just treat me as a fart. It doesn’t matter if you refuse to open the door, I will hang this bunch of bananas on the door, and you can come out and get it later.” I was relieved after I finished speaking, these I had already thought about the words on the way here, memorized them by heart, and then I rolled down the stairs in a hurry, and finally I could go back to work.When I got downstairs, I was bending down to unlock the bicycle, when I suddenly felt a gust of wind behind my head, it was too late to dodge, and it was too late to hug my head.With a bang, something hit my head. It was heavy and soft. When I saw it, there were bananas all over the floor. 我呲着牙,抬头朝楼上看,前任师母的脑袋像一个灯笼,正挂在窗口。她在对我冷笑。这时我不知该骂她呢,还是该向她鞠躬,早晨的太阳很鲜亮地照在我的脸上。后来我就想通了,还好我只是买了一把香蕉,要是买个榴莲,这会儿我已经是植物人了,要是我师母歹心重一点,扔的不是香蕉而是花盆,这会儿已经是一地脑浆了。我庆幸于此,只好把脑袋上的香蕉抹掉,拍了拍自行车坐垫,乖乖地消失在她的视野里。 不管怎么说,我是再也不想看见这个女人了。 这件事我没告诉于小齐,也没告诉老丁。告诉她们又怎么样呢,我的脑袋反正也被砸了,也不可能要求前任师母来向我道歉。我最多只能追求一些道德上的谴责,但是,像我这样的人,道德不谴责我已经谢天谢地了,我怎么还敢去麻烦道德为我谴责别人?还是忘记它吧。 比较欣慰的是,我在红梅新村的花坛里看见了文森特。它缩在几棵美人蕉后面,看见我过来就叫了一声,它脏了许多,眼神倒还算机灵,看来没生病。我蹲下,向它伸出手指,猫就向我走来,有点犹豫地站在我面前。这猫跟我还算熟,我喂过它几次,都是鱼干片和火腿肠,对猫来说这是很奢侈的了。 我轻轻地抱起它,猫很乖,没有挣扎,感到它腹部很温暖。我将它揽在怀里,骑上自行车,离开了红梅新村。 我不敢把文森特养在自己家里,我妈对一切长毛的动物都感到恐惧,另外,报春新村是老鼠的天堂,猫的地狱,猫在我们那里早晚会被毒死。文森特被寄养在我奶奶家,我奶奶一个人住在城里的平房,我爷爷早就挂了,奶奶养了三只猫做伴,一只叫黑黑,一只叫黄黄,一只叫白白,根据名字你就能猜出它们的毛色,好像以前的全世界人民大团结,正好是黑人白人黄种人(奇怪,为什么不叫黄人?)。现在这个叫文森特,我奶奶说:“挺好的,叫它花花。”我说:“它有正经名字,叫文森特。”我奶奶说:“文森特,我以前的老师就叫这个名字。”别看我奶奶年纪老,她以前在教会学校念过书。 我说:“你得给我管好了,千万别丢了,也别弄死了。” "Do not worry." “它就只有一只耳朵了,你可别把它另外一只耳朵也弄没了。” “哟,这我可不敢保证,你拜托它自己乖一点。” “借我十块钱。” 我奶奶说:“没钱了,峰峰昨天刚借走我十块钱。”峰峰是我三叔的儿子,刚刚初三毕业。别看三叔在我面前吆五喝六的,他自己儿子也不争气,初中毕业没考上高中,读了园林技校,将来是他妈做花匠的。我三叔瘸着一条腿,把他儿子象征性地揍了一顿,瘪了,今年暑假没再来骚扰我。 没想到峰峰居然抢在我前面了,妈的,我从来没找我奶奶要过钱,偶尔厚一次脸皮,居然还被弹回来了。我奶奶一个人过日子,很清苦。她生了三个儿子两个女儿,都是知识分子,摆在台面上好像很光彩,其实都是穷光蛋,没有一个发财的。我想,我挣了工资,头一件事就是请我奶奶吃一顿饭,当然还有我妈,她也挺爱我的,当然也不能落下于小齐,还有老丁,还有杨一,还有文森特。这么一想,忽然发现世界上还有那么多人爱我,我就不那么难过了。
过了几天,我去奶奶家看文森特,一进门就看见它,正在玩我奶奶的绒线呢。气色不错,这下我就放心了。后来看见我奶奶正在哭,我赶紧问她,谁欺负她了。我奶奶说,街对面老费家晾着的鱼不见了,老费赖我们家的猫,说是猫偷的。我奶奶养了四只猫,当然也算不清楚,到底哪一只有盗窃的嫌疑,那就赔吧。老费很牛逼,说不要赔了,照着黑黑猛踹一脚,把猫踢出去两米多远,黑黑惨叫一声,上了屋顶就再也没回来。 老费是农机厂的老钳工,力气很大,这两年老了,自然也就稀松了。过去他是我们戴城的造反派小头目,曾经把我奶奶揪出来批斗,说她是反动会道门,我们全家都很害怕他。我家都是小知识分子,像我爸爸这样的,叫做外强中干。我大伯更别提了,手无缚鸡之力,三叔是个瘸子,中外皆干,三兄弟加起来也不是老费的对手。不过,时代不同了,我们家终于也出了一个杀胚,那就是我。这个消息老费还不知道,太落伍了,看来有必要让他知道知道。 我拎了根棍子,避开我奶奶的视线,跑到老费家门口敲门。那天是星期天,老费在家,刚一拉开门,我一棍子敲在他胳膊上。毕竟是老造反派,很吃硬,惊讶之余对我喊了一声:“打得好!有种再打!”我说:“操你妈,以为自己是镇关西?”一脚踹开门,一棍子撸翻了灶台上的油盐酱醋,老费在后面拽我,喊着:“打我!打我!”我抡起棍子一通乱砍,老费躺在地上狂叫:“杀人啊!杀人啊!”这时我意识到,打人很爽,但后果有点麻烦,因为老费认得我,我跑不了。 我从派出所出来之后,被我爸爸一顿臭骂,幸亏没把老费打坏,否则就不是赔钱这么简单了。还有我大伯我三叔我姑姑,在一边不停地啰嗦。我烦了,指着我爸爸说:“你搞清楚,是你老妈被人欺负,你敢出头吗?”又问我大伯:“你敢吗?深度近视,你年轻的时候都不敢跟老费叫板,现在啰嗦个屁啊!”又回过头,用脚尖踢了踢我三叔的残腿,说:“你这个瘸子也不用指望了,管好你自己不要被卡车撞死吧。” 全家人都气噎了,愣了十秒钟,暴风骤雨般的咒骂倾泻到我头上。我三叔对着苍天大喊:“天哪,为什么最近没有严打啊?把他抓进去枪毙掉啊!”我爸爸铁青着脸,瞪着我,又瞪着我三叔。三叔希望我被枪毙,这也情有可原,但我爸爸听了这个话,大概有点受不了。我也不理他们,自顾走了。我这个社会渣滓,这次算是跟他们彻底掰了。 我爸在我身后喊道:“有种你就不要回家!” 这种老一套的台词,都他妈跟电视里学来的。我说:“当初要是没有我,你们厂里能分给你两室户?你那套房子本来就有我一半!”我爸爸彻底气瘪了,自信心崩溃了,希望也破灭了:我是他儿子,当然就是他的希望。 我独自回到奶奶家,她正在吃晚饭,我也跟着蹭饭吃。我奶奶是个很虔诚的人,生平不跟人斗嘴打架,生出来的儿子基因有点问题,只敢欺负自己家人,不敢欺负外人,到我这一辈就倒过来了,只欺负外人,不欺负自己家人。我奶奶还教育我,不要打人,不要骂人。我正敷衍着,只听外面一阵啰唣,跑出去一看,不得了,是我堂弟峰峰,带着他们园林技校的同学杀到老费家来了。十几辆自行车一字排开,三十几个拳头照着老费没头没脑打过去。峰峰手拿一块砖头,骂道:“让你欺负我奶奶!让你报警!让你造反派!”喊杀声把老费的求饶声淹没了。我打老费的时候,他还很硬,居然要求我打死他,等到真的有十几个人海扁他的时候,他就软了。老费满脸是血,躺在地上,我凑过去一看,他已经昏过去了。 我对峰峰真是刮目相看,这孩子从小就是个闷蛋,三脚踢不出个屁来,没想到读技校才一个礼拜,就可以叫出这么多人来打架,堕落得比我更快更狠。我从他身上看到了自己当年的影子,不,说他是我的影子那太委屈他了,他是我路小路的加强版。这下我三叔终于可以安息了。 我奶奶让我去劝架,老太太很生气,说我们都成了杀胚。我就跑过去,对峰峰说:“算了算了,人都被你打昏了,别打啦。”我忘记刚才在派出所门口骂我三叔是瘸子的事情了。峰峰阴沉着脸,忽然叉住我脖子,说:“路小路,你敢骂我爸爸是瘸子?”这家伙眼睛里一股戾气,已经完全是街头混混的样子了。我才不怕他,说:“操,你想打我?”峰峰看了看奶奶,说:“今天奶奶在,我不跟你打,以后不要让我在街上看见你。”说完,他招呼同伴,骑上自行车迅速撤退。我说:“我就在马台镇,你带齐人马来找我,我等你。” 凶手退去之后,街上逐渐被过路的行人和邻里街坊占领,大家围成一圈,圆心处是老费。这个老造反派,当年心狠手黑,打过无数人,这笔账渐渐被人们遗忘了,居然还有人说他可怜。人老了就是好,不管以前干过多少坏事,只要往街上一躺,就能换来些许同情,尽管不值钱,但对一个衰老的人来说也足够了。 我对奶奶说,这里不能呆了,去我姑妈家住几天吧。我奶奶不肯,还是惦记着她的猫。后来救护车和警察都来了,派出所的警察一看见我就骂:“又是你动的手?判你几年你才高兴,是不是?”我赶紧解释:“不是我,是我堂弟带人干的。”警察把我揪到一边,问明了情况,又训了我几句,这才骑着自行车去找峰峰算账。那时候已经是晚上了,我家的亲戚一窝蜂又跑了过来,三叔那条腿虽然瘸,跑得却比谁都快。毕竟是他儿子闯祸了。我猜想,峰峰这时候已经逃到一个安全的地方了,我也没有必要留在这里了。我跳上自行车,去电信局给于小齐打电话。又是乱糟糟的一天,差点把正经事情忘记了。 我在电话里汇报了文森特的情况,没说到打架的事情,只说自己过两天就要去马台镇上班了。于小齐说,那地方挺无聊的,最好带几本书去读读,不然晚上都不知道该干吗。我说,我可以去打电子游戏。于小齐说,马台镇的游戏房很混乱,还是不要去的好,不然又要被人打。 于小齐让我去美工技校找曾园玩,我想起那个眉毛立起来的女孩儿,西瓜刀女皇,我还以为她已经带着帅哥出国去了呢。于小齐说,别提啦,她男朋友跟别的女人跑啦,曾园可伤心了。 我本来觉得去找曾园也不是什么坏事,忽然听说她失恋了,这种女人都很可怕。just forget it. 那几天,我和家里闹翻了,我爸爸对我视若无物,我妈唉声叹气,很哀怨地看着我。星期天我出去打了一整天的电子游戏,晚上回到家,全家人默不作声地吃饭,我妈用筷子捅了捅我爸,他清了清嗓子,终于开始发言了。 “峰峰被抓进去拘留了。” 我放下筷子,这小子把老费打成那样,居然没跑掉,给警察抓住了。 “同时他也被学校开除了。” 我说:“无所谓,本来就是园林技校,出来做花匠的,还不如去摆个地摊挣钱呢。” 我爸爸说:“其实我们家里,对你和峰峰的期望是很高的,你从小就很聪明,峰峰比你老实。现在你们都成了流氓。” 我说:“爸爸,你不要乱讲,流氓还有我这样的?在化工厂里上班?” 我妈说:“今天白天,你三叔到我们家里来闹过了,说你把峰峰带坏了,峰峰就是学了你,才变成流氓的。” 我说:“放屁,他自己不会管教儿子,倒赖在我头上。难道峰峰是我儿子?后来怎么样?” “后来你爸跟你三叔打起来了。” 我操,太意外了,我爸爸竟然和三叔对打。要知道,在我们这个家族里,瘸子三叔的地位相当高,他仗着自己是个残废,经常凌驾于众人之上。我爸爸什么事都让着他,不过,真要是打起来,我相信爸爸是不会输给一个瘸子的。 后来我爸爸把袖子撩起来给我看,上面横七竖八的血杠,都是三叔挠出来的。我问他,三叔伤成什么样了,我爸爸说三叔脸上挨了一拳,其他就没什么了。我叹了口气,照我看来应该揍他两三百拳才解气,怎么反而被他挠成这样? 我问爸爸:“你为什么要打三叔啊?” 我爸爸说:“他说你把峰峰带坏了。” 我感动死了,毕竟是我爸爸,在这种大是大非的问题上还是有立场的,我一高兴,用大巴掌拍我爸爸的肩膀,从书包里拿出一包红塔山,发给他一根,我自己也叼上。我爸爸也忘记了教育我,很激动地抽着烟。我说:“辛苦你了,被人挠成这样。我做儿子的对不起你,也不能帮你去打回来,只能谢谢你啦。” 我妈说:“你大伯,你姑妈,都来了,说你爸爸欺负残疾人,要跟他断绝关系。” 我说:“断就断,你们又不靠他们养老。” 我爸爸苦笑着说:“现在我倒成了家里的叛逆了。” 我们这两个叛逆,总算相互体谅起来,以前是阶级矛盾主导一切,现在跟我三叔全家闹翻了,民族矛盾上升到主要位置。我知道做爸爸的也不容易,为了儿子要跟家里人翻脸,我爸爸知道做叛逆也很痛苦,并不是自己想做,而是别人把你定性为叛逆,就像定性为反革命。体谅了就好,可以双边合作。 最后,我爸爸把烟掐了,语重心长地对我说:“小路,我希望你不要再让我失望了。” 我说:“爸爸,揍那个瘸子爽不爽?我老想揍他,结果被你抢先了。” 我爸爸叹了口气,再也不说话了。
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