Chapter 12 shy

It's Teacher Wang's turn to sell popsicles. On the inside of the square concrete gatepost at the primary school gate, there are two benches side by side. A white popsicle box is placed on the bench. Teacher Wang is pacing leisurely under the gatepost on the other side.He is used to pacing while lecturing on the podium, and his rhythmic teaching makes his pacing look confident and elegant.He is not facing the eyes of the male and female students now, but is facing a wooden box full of white sugar bean paste popsicles, and his pacing posture is neither elegant nor confident. Teacher Wang is an old teacher. He can retire honorably at the age of fifty-nine this year and sixty next year.Teacher Wang has stood on the podium all his life but has never stood with the popsicle box.He didn't feel tired after standing on the podium for three consecutive class hours, but his waist and legs ached after standing next to the popsicle box for less than half an hour.When he stood on the podium, he was calm, methodical and down-to-earth, but when he stood next to the popsicle box, he felt distracted, looking left and right, and concentrating on the front and back.He couldn't stop laughing at himself in his heart, it was really inexplicable, he had taught all his life and now it was time to retire and return to his hometown, but he started selling popsicles!

The first row of classrooms near the school gate and the road are filled with lower grade students. From the classroom on one side, there is a sudden burst of sound waves of co-reading pinyin characters. The bright and childish voice sounds very pleasant.Hearing this sound makes people think of the grassland in the empty valley after the rain, and the white clouds floating in the blue sky in the blue sky.Hearing this voice makes people release their pent-up emotions and become magnanimous, kind-hearted and kind.Every man and woman has once uttered such a beautiful, pure, and moving voice, and they will never be able to utter such a moving, beautiful, and pure voice.As they age, their voices have all changed. Some have become rough and wild, some have become domineering, some have become deep and melancholy, some have become oily, and some have become arrogant. Very sour.Teacher Wang can hear this tender and childish voice reading or singing in chorus every day, and has been nourished by this pure voice every day for decades.His complexion is soft, his lines are kind, his eyes are bright and his teeth are bright, his hair is silver and shiny, all are the result of long-term nourishment by his childish voice.Until today, when it was his turn to sell popsicles, Mr. Wang paced up and down all day long in a panic.

"Mr. Wang, good luck! It's your turn to sell popsicles today! God is making fun of you! The forecast is 37°C, you should make a fortune!" Liu Wei, a teacher of the history department, was coming in through the gate, with a few packs of cigarettes in his hand, wearing a mesh vest, with two male black nipples faintly visible, and thick-soled foam slippers on his toes.With a carefree air, he watched Mr. Wang speak. Teacher Wang smiled and said that he accepted Muya. Knowing that Liu Wei came back from buying cigarettes outside, and knowing that the history class would not be in the first class, he still wanted to strike up a conversation and asked: "Oh! Teacher Liu, you went out to buy cigarettes ? You don't have class this class?" After asking, I immediately realized that it was all nonsense.

Liu Weiyue also knew that this was nonsense, so he could not answer at all, just looked at his popsicle box, then shook his head and sneered: "Oh, I said Teacher Wang! You hide the popsicle box inside the gate pillar, Passers-by outside can't see it, and the students haven't finished their classes, did you sell your popsicles to ghosts?" Teacher Wang said: "It's okay, it's okay, the students come to buy it after class!" "Put the popsicle box outside the gate, and sell it to students after class is over, and sell it to passers-by after class. You will lose too much by putting the box inside the gate." Liu Wei looked at him, studied it carefully, and suddenly smiled , "Oh! Teacher Wang, are you shy?"

Teacher Wang blushed all of a sudden, a little embarrassed, but pretended not to be shy at all and said, "I'm old-fashioned, why should I be ashamed!" "It's good not to be shy!" Liu Wei said, "Nowadays you don't want to be shy. You can't get anything done if you are shy. Only by not being shy can you earn money, get promoted and make a fortune. Anyone who wants to achieve great things and make a fortune must first accept a psychological Quality training 'out of shyness'." Mr. Wang had realized that Liu Wei's words were full of insinuations and sarcasm. This kind of conversation was beyond his usual habit, so he became dumb and refused to cater to it.The scope of his functions is the head teacher of Class A of the sixth grade, teaching Chinese, and concurrently serving Chinese in Class Six and B. At the end of his expansion, his responsibilities are only 103 students in two graduating classes.He prevaricated and said, "Ah! Mr. Liu, it's my turn to sell popsicles today. Please take care of the class." Liu Wei is his assistant and the deputy head teacher of Class Liujia.

"It's fine in the class. Don't worry about selling your popsicles." Liu Wei said, "I'm worried that your popsicles won't be sold out and will turn into water. If you can't make any money, you have to put your money in it. Let me help you. Move the box to the outside of the gate, you can't hide in the door!" He said, put the cigarettes on the lid of the box, freed up his hands to carry the box, and called Teacher Wang to move the stool.Teacher Wang carried a bench in one hand, moved it outside the gate, and placed them side by side.Liu Wei stabilized the box and started the standard action of selling popsicles for Mr. Wang: "Teacher Wang, look at it, put one hand on the lid of the box, and protect the money belt with the other hand, which should be hung around your neck. Go up. Stand on one foot and rest on the other, and switch to another foot when you get tired from standing on one foot. Keep your eyes on people passing by, and call out "ice-stick-" from a long distance. You have to be like what you do, you have to be like a teacher when you teach, and you have to be like a popsicle seller when you sell popsicles..."

Teacher Wang was amused: "Okay! Teacher Liu, I thank you for your enlightenment, I will." Liu Wei smiled funny, and walked into the door waddlingly. After Liu Wei left, he still didn't have the courage to follow the posture demonstrated by Liu Wei. He was still pacing on the side of the road one or two meters away from the popsicle box, but he couldn't help criticizing Liu Wei in his heart. Liu Wei, in his thirties, was admitted to the normal school in the first two years after the resumption of the examination system. Over the past seven or eight years, he went around in several elementary schools in his hometown and finally got a foothold in the school.He has a brilliant brain but lacks a little perseverance. He is versatile and learns everything, but he is proficient in everything.He found it superficial and boring to teach Chinese in the upper grades, and hated teaching mathematics to be boring. In the end, he chose history as a subject because he could not take too many responsibilities.He has given up writing novels and playing the electronic organ and is now interested in Go.His character is sometimes cute and sometimes stubborn and unreasonable.None of the leaders of the school he went to liked him, but afterwards said that the boy was actually a good guy.He has read a lot of unofficial histories from ancient and modern China and abroad, and it is only natural for him to use historical allusions to testify his views on all people and things.He doesn't curry favor with anyone and doesn't intentionally hurt anyone. If anyone offends him, he will bring all the treacherous parties and rebels in Chinese and foreign history to prove that you are the same as them. The leaders are afraid of him and despise him.The only person he didn't make a mistake in this school is Mr. Wang, so he was appointed as Mr. Wang's assistant as the deputy head teacher of Class Liujia.Teacher Wang sometimes thinks that this person is cute and smart, and sometimes he thinks that this person is not a scene!Wearing such naked clothes and running all over the town, the teacher must pay attention to his appearance!However, he only cares about tightening his discipline and will never accuse Liu Wei of being lax.

A woman with a child in her hand buys a popsicle and walks away, leaving a nickel behind.When Mr. Wang took the five-cent coin, he felt a strange feeling in his palm. Anyway, the first buyer had already bought it, and the popsicle business was opened. Before the beginning of summer, the school bought a set of popsicle production machines, which was the result of the quarrel that started the new semester after the Spring Festival.After the school term started, teachers talked most about what they had seen during the Spring Festival. The common strong feeling in what they saw and heard was that teaching in this school is the most pitiful.Teacher Zhang said that in addition to the year-end bonus, his brother’s factory also distributed everything needed for the New Year, such as chicken, fish, oil, vegetables, vermicelli, yellow flowers, fungus, pig, beef and mutton, and large ingredients for cooking. It's all distributed, and even a large bundle of toilet paper has been distributed.Teacher Hu said that his sister's company distributed electric blankets, electric cups, and air pressure water bottles in addition to the food mentioned above.Everyone felt that the school was no match for a company after all, so they made a horizontal comparison with the school in the hometown. This school set up a leather shoe processing factory and gave each teacher a pair of fur shoes worth more than 30 yuan. The school bought a bean sprouts machine and sold bean sprouts. I can't tell how much it is, but the school can't send anything to the teacher... The discussion has developed from private to public, and finally entered the agenda of the school's school meeting, and the popsicle machine was bought back.

The two houses where the former work-study students "study work" were completely cleaned up, the walls were refreshed, and the popsicle machine was installed.Since it was clear from the beginning that it was a profit-making production, students could not be expected to bear the burden, so migrant workers had to be hired. As a result, several or even most of the teachers complained to the principal Cheng Bin about their various difficulties and asked to send their sons or The wife who is idle in the countryside recruits a popsicle worker.Principal Cheng Bin's lover is also in the countryside, and he has nothing to do in the spring. He wants to get his middle-aged lover, who is strong and strong, to earn some income. Facing many teachers' requests, he finally doesn't say anything.He said to all the applicants: "Well, well, let's talk after a unified study."Principal Cheng and Director Wu worked out the most reasonable method and asked all applicants to draw lots.The result of the lottery was naturally that the one who won was happy and the one who got short had no objection to the principal, because the principal himself also got short.There is no back door, Mr. Wang did not participate in the lottery, his three daughters are already married, and his only son is studying at Jiaotong University, which makes many teachers envious.

The production of popsicles was smooth and of good quality, which attracted some young men and women from nearby villages and towns to buy popsicles.Within a few days, several teachers suggested to the principal Cheng Bin that we produce popsicles but let others make money, so it is better to let the teachers make their own money.While President Cheng and Director Wu were doing further research, Yang Xiaoguang, a physical education teacher, could not wait to bravely break through the restricted area. He took the lead in buying a box of popsicles at the popsicle factory and placed them under the trees on the playground for the students to play in the scorching sun. Basketball, football, skipping rope, and then announced a five-minute break: "At least one popsicle per person, if you have cash, pay cash, if you don't have cash, borrow it from your classmates in the same village, and if you can't borrow it, you owe it first and bring it when you come to school. Already." He has four or five physical education classes every day, and can earn seven or eight yuan by selling popsicles.Someone immediately reported to Principal Cheng Bin that Yang Xiaoguang was selling popsicles to students.Principal Cheng talked to Yang Xiaoguang, unexpectedly Yang Xiaoguang was more confident than the principal: "Do you produce popsicles for people to eat? Are you only allowed outsiders to eat them and not students in your school? You can't see those hawkers selling popsicles at the school gate For students? On such a hot day, students are so hot and thirsty that they go to the gate to buy popsicles. Can I continue this physical education class? I serve students, care about students' health, and supply popsicles to students. What's wrong? I earned a few cigarettes and you have an opinion, right? If you have no objection, please ask someone to come to me in person and let him teach physical education! Death Education Sports can be regarded as unlucky in eight lifetimes, who in your leadership will say a fair word?"

The principal, Cheng Bin, was the first to lose his footing under the repeated cannons, and immediately changed his tone with a smile and explained to Yang Xiaoguang that the opinions of the masses must be treated correctly, and if there are any, they will be corrected, and if not, they will be encouraged.It seems that he didn't come to Yang Xiaoguang to talk about the problem, but to comfort and appease him.It's not that Principal Cheng Bin is weak and incompetent, but that Yang Xiaoguang's skills can't teach him to be tough.He already had a premonition that Yang Xiaoguang was going to say that half-arrogant and half-swearing sentence: "There is no place to raise a father here." There is a shortage of physical education teachers.In the past, the old physical education teachers were all engaged in logistics affairs because of their age, and the young physical education teachers could not even be assigned to a school in their hometown for many years.Yang Xiaoguang was not a physical education teacher either. He won the gold medal in the high jump at the peasant sports meeting in the city. The county sports committee cherished this young man who won honors for the county and recommended him to be a private physical education teacher in this school. Public teachers who turn to eat the imperial food are a hundred times more popular than those who teach politics, Chinese, and mathematics.Principal Cheng said: "I have praised you many times for your hard work in teaching physical education. The problem is that selling popsicles has to be studied by the school. You should know an old saying, 'There is no shortage of people in the world, but inequality'. If you sell popsicles, others will Don't sell it? So you don't have to get angry and you should think about it calmly..." "I don't think about it at all, and I can't calm down." Yang Xiaoguang didn't admit it at all, and his attitude became even tougher: "You... just sign my application report and let me go. After you sign, I will immediately Just leave. The County Sports Committee has asked me to go..." Principal Cheng Bin didn't even have the chance to step down, so he could only spread his hands in embarrassment, and said incomprehensibly, "Look at you, where did you go! I was talking about the issue of selling popsicles, but you brought up the transfer of work... ..." Teacher Wang's dormitory is separated from Yang Xiaoguang by a wall, and the ceiling of the reed mat is not separated from the sound system. He listened to the conversation between Principal Cheng and Yang Xiaoguang.Before he finished listening, his hands trembled with anger and had to stop preparing for the lesson.He imagined that the principal, Cheng Bin, would probably die of anger.He imagined that if he was the principal, he would say, "Yang Xiaoguang, you want to go to the sky, you want to go to the earth, you want to go to the county sports committee, even to the Olympics, if you want to go, you should go away! Even if the school cancels the physical education class, we don't want you as a wicked person." Stuff!" He wanted to point at the guy with messy hair and cowhide to coax and shout: "You don't look like a people's teacher when you talk and act like this..." But he didn't say anything, but he just couldn't listen Yes, I walked out of the door, walked around the playground, and laughed at myself again. I have taught all my life, and I have never said two harsh words in front of people. I am old and angry. , I still want to train people!There is no need for this! A teacher meeting was held that night to study how to sell popsicles.Teacher Wang was surprised again. No one objected to Yang Xiaoguang selling popsicles. Even the principal and director did not mean to object. The problem of "do not suffer from scarcity but from inequality".The discussion was extremely lively, until midnight, and finally a happy plan was discussed: the teachers took turns selling popsicles. The gate was only ten meters away from the road, and trucks and walking tractors kept passing by, leaving swirling dust and disturbing noises.Men and women on bicycles slid past and came, bells jingling.He lowered his head or turned his head, wanting to invite passers-by to buy popsicles but afraid that acquaintances would recognize him. "Teacher Wang sells popsicles!" People kept saying hello to him.The person who greeted him knew him, but he couldn't recognize them for a while. They looked familiar and sounded familiar, but he couldn't think of their names. He felt that they were all his students, or their fathers or grandpas.Some of the students he taught have adopted grandchildren as grandfathers. He taught them and taught their sons and even their grandsons.They hurriedly shouted "Mr. Wang sells popsicles" and disappeared.There seemed to be no sarcasm or surprise in the voice.Mr. Wang's selling popsicles is actually very common, so there is no need to make a fuss.The reaction of outsiders to Mr. Wang selling popsicles was not strong, at least not as heavy as Mr. Wang thought in his heart.He began to feel a sense of relief, a sense of loneliness. "Ms. Wang sells popsicles?" Another person greeted.Mr. Wang squinted his eyes to gather the light, but he still didn't recognize him. He had a pair of big sunglasses on his eyes, and he was wearing a dark purple plaid shirt and jeans. The motorcycle under his buttocks was still thumping even though it had stopped. It was ringing.Teacher Wang still couldn't recognize who this person was.The visitor got off the motorcycle slowly, took off his sunglasses, hung them on the buttons on his chest, put a hand in his waist, and asked a little strangely: "Mr. Wang, why are you selling popsicles?" Teacher Wang looked at the middle-aged man's black beard and deep-set eyes under thick eyebrows. He looked familiar, but he couldn't remember the name: "Well! The school is doing work-study programs..." The more I said it, the more I felt awkward, obviously it was In order to make money for myself, it's hard to say it. "Work-study program... You shouldn't be asked to sell popsicles. At this age, the school leaders are really messed up!" The middle-aged man said, and asked in turn: "Is it a task assigned to every teacher?" "No, no." Teacher Wang was ruthless. He could no longer lie and let people scold the leader. "It's the teachers who want to sell it." The middle-aged man opened his mouth, swallowed what he wanted to say or asked, and then smiled, "Mr. Wang, you probably don't know me anymore. I'm from He Shecang, He Jiaying." "Oh, oh, you are He Shecang." Teacher Wang remembered.When he taught him, he was still a slender boy with a pair of eyes with long eyelashes always showing a shy look.His studies and conduct are at the top of the class, and he has been rated as a "three good" year after year. However, when he came to the stage to receive the award, he was too shy to look under the stage.The eyelashes of the middle-aged man standing in front of him were still very long, his eyes were sunken even further, he was no longer shy, but he had an aggressive force that pierced people's hearts.He casually asked, "What do you do now, Shecang?" "I ran a shoe factory at home." He Shecang said, "Mr. Wang, you don't know, I delayed the opportunity to work outside. That year I recommended students to the university, and the members recommended me, but the branch secretary reported his nephew to the commune. He went to university and is now working in Xi’an! At that time, the members of the commune urged me to go to the commune to make a fuss, and I mustered up the courage to walk around the gate of the commune three times and then came back. First of all, we were too ashamed to speak!” Teacher Wang was not without surprise: "There is such a thing!" He Shecang turned the conversation back to the popsicle box: "Mr. Wang, when I saw you selling popsicles just now, I felt uncomfortable for some reason. With your white hair, how can you stand at the school gate and sell popsicles? What a loss of dignity! How about this, you sold all the popsicles to me, and I will cool down the workers. I will make a phone call and ask someone from home to bring the popsicles back, so you don’t have to stand at the school gate and suffer " Then, regardless of Teacher Wang's argument, he walked into the school gate to make a phone call, and then came out again, saying: "It's settled, people will come right away." He Shecang squatted down and took out a cigarette with three 5 characters printed on it. Teacher Wang thanked the cigarette, still muttering: "You want to cool down the workers, you go to the school popsicle factory to buy goods, it's cheaper. I'll sell it slowly here." "Mr. Wang, don't be embarrassed." He Shecang said, "When I was studying in front of you, I was always afraid that people would laugh at me. Now I have practiced more courageously! Dissatisfied with Teacher Wang, my shoe factory, if it is as I used to Temperament can't be done for ten thousand years. I heard that the old Lu who was released in my village is now the director of the shoe factory. I went to him and wanted to set up a shoe factory for them, and he agreed. Two times When I went to him, he said that it was not easy to do. When I came back, someone told me, "It's for goods!" Lu doesn’t care about anything but just takes money. You’ll be so scared that you’ll fall down when you hear the amount of money I’ve given Lao Lu in the past three years!” Teacher Wang gasped in amazement.Although he heard many such things, he still couldn't help being amazed. "Third teacher, now... hey!" He Shecang shook his head, "Now I often think of the principles and conduct you told us about being a human being, and I still think that it is right and correct. But... it doesn't work! " Teacher Wang's heart sank and he was speechless.The truth that is right doesn't work anymore.But now he still educates the students in Class A of the sixth grade who he teaches. Is this kind of education beneficial or hindering to the students? Another motorcycle came galloping, made a sharp turn, turned onto the concrete road in front of the school, and stopped in front of He Shecang.He Shecang ordered: "Take away Teacher Wang's box of popsicles. Share the popsicles with everyone, and then bring the money and the box." The person who came was a strong and capable young man, who nodded twice to every word He Shecang said, with an air of bowing his head and obeying his ears.He picked up the popsicle box and tied it to the rear rack of the motorcycle, repeatedly responding: "Factory manager, don't worry, I can still make mistakes in such a small matter?" He Shecang turned to Teacher Wang and said, "Mr. Wang, go back and rest. I have to go to the city to do business. I will invite you to sit at home in a few days. I have a lot of things to tell you! You are a good man, a good teacher." .” The guy with the popsicle box drove away. He Shecang put on the big sunglasses again, and drove west, leaving behind a pungent smell of oily smoke. Teacher Wang looked at the disappeared people and cars, and felt a little disappointed. His heart seemed to be empty, and his mind was a little numb. After school at noon, Teacher Wang sold half a box of popsicles.When the students left the school gate, they had already taken out five cents, and surrounded them noisily: "Ms. Wang sold me a popsicle", shouting like chickens just hatched.He was in a hurry to collect money and get goods, which made him overwhelmed.In the past, when he was leaving school, he stood at the school gate and checked the clothes of the students who went out. Those with crooked hats, those with their clothes unbuttoned and trousers were corrected one by one. He often had a sacred feeling. Forming a civilized living habit is a major social responsibility of primary school teachers.Now, he has no time to take care of these. Collecting money and getting goods has already made his mind flutter, and he always feels a little uncomfortable when receiving coins from every little hand. I am earning my students' money!Because they are not professional, they often find the wrong money or take the wrong goods.At this time, He Xiaomao, the monitor of his Liujia class, ran over: "Mr. Wang, you collect the money, and I will get the popsicles." Teacher Wang hurriedly said, "Go home and eat after school!" He sells popsicles.After school, Hong Feng was about to flow over soon. He Xiaomao suddenly grabbed a boy by the shoulder and dragged him to Teacher Wang: "How did you steal the popsicle?" Teacher Wang was startled. The boy who was caught was not a student in his Liujia class, and he couldn't get his name.The boy argued strongly: "I paid the money, and I gave it to Mr. Wang." Xiaomao said unrelentingly: "You didn't pay at all! I saw whoever Mr. Wang took money from, and I gave popsicles to anyone. You didn't Hand it in. Teacher Wang, has he handed it in yet?" Teacher Wang looked at the boy with a timid look in his eyes, which proved that the boy had not paid the money.He said: "It's handed over." There was a gleam in the boy's eyes, he bowed deeply and hastily, turned around and ran away, and as soon as he ran onto the road, he threw the popsicle down the road gone in the weeds.He Xiaomao pursed his lips, his face turned purple with anger: "Mr. Wang, he didn't pay the money." Teacher Wang said, "I know he didn't." He Xiaomao asked fiercely, "Then why did you let him go? Didn't you Do you want to develop an honest character from an early age? Why do you lie?" Teacher Wang said: "Yes. Sometimes...you need to tolerate others. You don't understand yet." He Xiaomao walked away unhappy. Yang Xiaoguang came with a box of popsicles on his back, and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, I've changed places. It's time for me to stand at the front door." Teacher Wang nodded, carried the suitcase on his back and went into the school gate.Looking back, Yang Xiaoguang had already moved the bench to the side of the road, and yelled loudly: "Ice popsicle—white sugar bean paste ice—stick—" He realized that he had spent the entire morning without even Not a single yell.He hurried back to the dormitory, put down the box, his stomach was empty but he didn't want to eat.He drank a cup of cold tea, lay down and fell asleep. Teacher Wang was shaken awake in a daze. When he opened his eyes, it turned out that it was He Xiaomao standing in front of the bed.He Xiaomao said anxiously: "Mr. Wang, get up quickly. The students are all here to school. I just want to sell some popsicles while there is no class!" Teacher Wang was a little disgusted when he heard this. Students at such a young age are keen on buying and selling popsicles. Dao, disgusting.He didn't want to hurt the enthusiasm of the students, so he had to say: "Oh... okay... I'll go right away." He Xiaomao became even more enthusiastic: "Mr. Wang, if you are tired, I will sell it for you for a while, and you will come back when the class is over." Teacher Wang shook his head: "Go and prepare before class! I'll sell it right away. I'm not tired." He Xiaomao walked up to Teacher Wang who was washing his face in front of the washbasin stand, and said, "Mr. Wang, my dad told me to bring another box of popsicles when I go back later. You can take it and I'll take it. You can sell another box." .” Teacher Wang seemed to have connected He Xiaomao with He Shecang at this time. He said: "If your father wants to buy it, he can go to the school popsicle factory to buy it. It's cheap." He Xiaomao said: "My dad said he would buy it from you so that you can make more money." Teacher Wang frowned and closed his mouth, feeling a strong sense of disgust in his heart.The enthusiastic help of the monitor of the Liujia class that he taught just aroused his resentment. The 12-year-old child's enthusiasm for management and interpersonal relationships made him feel disgusted, but he couldn't bear to hurt the child, so Pretending to be nonchalant, he persuaded again: "You go to prepare before class!" He Xiaomao's enthusiasm was not brought into play, and he walked out of the house a little disappointed.When he was about to leave the house, He Xiaomao turned his head unwillingly: "Ms. Yang has already sold three cases. Mr. Wang...you are too..." Teacher Wang said coldly: "You go to prepare lessons! What are children doing with these things?" He Xiaomao left.Teacher Wang walked towards the back door with the suitcase on his back.There is a row of thick acacia trees at the back door, and the dense leaves cover a shade, refreshing and cool.Teacher Wang sat on the stone bench and fanned himself with a handkerchief to catch the cold, but images of He Xiaomao and his son floated in his mind.This He Xiaomao is just like He Shecang from many years ago, with a slender figure, fair and tender face, much longer eyelashes and darker eyes than ordinary children, and looks smart and beautiful.He is as smart as his father, quick in response, strong in acceptance, and has always been at the top of his class. His teachers have always been optimistic about his great development in the future.Now, Teacher Wang clearly felt the significant difference between He Xiaomao and his father He Shecang. The child is shrewd and not quite the same as his age, with a vulgar look of worldly knowledge... "Teacher Wang, buy me popsicles!" Four or five little girls were already gathered around him, holding money in his hand.Teacher Wang stopped thinking and immediately collected the money to get the goods.He looked into the campus from the back door, and saw a row of male and female students pouring in to the back door, and his business suddenly boomed.The lunch break when the temperature suddenly rises is the golden time for popsicles and cold drinks. It is very pleasant for children to take advantage of the free time before class to consume a popsicle.Mr. Wang was in a hurry to collect the money and get the goods. Beads of sweat appeared on his head and face, and he didn't care to wipe it off. A box of popsicles was about to be sold out. "Teacher Wang's business is booming!" Teacher Wang raised his sweat-soaked face and saw Yang Xiaoguang standing aside. The physical education teacher's strong and flexible body had a natural beauty, but there was a bad taste in Teacher Wang's words, through the forced smile in his eyes , Teacher Wang saw the underlying hostility.He couldn't guess why he came, but he just replied, "Well! It's going to be hot for a few days, children..." But Yang Xiaoguang blinked mysteriously: "Mr. Wang, I'll show you a western scene—" Then he pulled Teacher Wang's hand. Teacher Wang was puzzled: "What's so interesting! Don't be kidding." Yang Xiaoguang insisted on holding his hand: "Go and see and you'll understand, it's really interesting!" Teacher Wang couldn't refuse anymore, and the strong arms of the physical education teacher pulled him and walked towards the campus. When Mr. Wang stood outside a classroom window and saw the scene in the classroom, he was almost so angry that he fainted——. On the podium in Class C classroom of Grade 3, He Xiaomao, monitor of Class A of Grade 6, was mobilizing the pupils of Grade 3: "Students, if you want to buy popsicles, go to the back door! At the back door is our class teacher Mr. Wang selling popsicles. Teacher Wang has teaching experience and leads the graduation class every year. In the future, when you are in the sixth grade, Teacher Wang will be your homeroom teacher and teach Chinese. Now Teacher Wang sells popsicles, everyone will help, please do me a favor, let Teacher Wang sell more Popsicles make more money..." Teacher Wang looked at He Xiaomao in astonishment, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he almost fell down. The poor performance of this student put him in a despicable situation.Yang Xiaoguang changed his face now, revealing his true colors and intentions: "Mr. Wang, if you are interested, go to every classroom to have a look. The class cadres of your Class Six are now working as salesmen and advertisers for you..." Teacher Wang's hands were shaking, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Mr. Yang...I don't know...these dolls...are like this..." Yang Xiaoguang curled his lips: "Teacher Wang, I never thought you would do this! In the past, I respected you very much. You are highly respected and well-cultivated. I never thought that you are...a hypocrite!" Teacher Wang immediately turned pale and was speechless.At this time, He Xiaomao had already run out, stood in front of the two teachers, and said without timidity: "What's wrong with me being a salesman? You forced us to share popsicles in physical education class, and each of us couldn't eat one. You went to the gym yesterday and told your classmates that today you are selling popsicles, and you want everyone to buy yours..." Teacher Wang raised his hand when he heard this, and with a "slap", he slapped He Xiaomao across the face.He Xiaomao gave him a wronged look, covered his face and ran away. Yang Xiaoguang became even more angry, and yelled loudly: "It's too hypocritical! Teacher Wang! When the school held a meeting to discuss the issue of selling popsicles, you said that the teacher's sale of popsicles had a bad influence! You can't look at money! I thought you were really noble! Unexpectedly You love money more than I do, and you use unscrupulous means to mobilize students to engage in conspiracy..." Seeing that many students and teachers were already watching, Mr. Wang was stunned and tongue-tied in embarrassment, wishing to bump his head against the brick wall.Yang Xiaoguang humiliated him even more proudly to the surrounding students and teachers: "I, Yang Xiaoguang, love money, but I make money openly and aboveboard. I say I want to make money when I want to make money in my heart, unlike some people who want to make money in their hearts and say that it affects them." If it’s not good, the influence will be bad, hypocrisy!” Teacher Wang couldn't bear it any longer, so he came out of the den and went back to the house.Liu Wei, a history teacher, waved a bamboo fan in one hand, walked over with slippers on his toes, blocked Teacher Wang from leaving the stage, then lazily raised his face and said to Yang Xiaoguang, "Yang Xiaoguang, who are you scolding? It was I who organized and took action, and you have any suggestions to me." Yang Xiaoguang was taken aback suddenly: "I...what's none of your business?" "As I said, I organized the cadres of the Liujia class to mobilize students to buy Teacher Wang's popsicles." Liu Wei said, "You scolded the wrong person, first apologize to Teacher Wang who was wrongly scolded by you, and then you scold me again. " Yang Xiaoguang was restrained instead. Liu Wei repeated unhurriedly: "You first apologize to Mr. Wang, and then tell me what you can't figure out!" Yang Xiaoguang finally recovered from the sudden shock: "You, Liu Wei, don't pretend to be a tough guy! I am fully aware of who did the tricks and who did it, so don't mess around here..." Liu Wei turned his eyes hard and said, "Am I supposed to be a tough guy? Put it aside. I really want to mix it up. What are you, Yang Xiaoguangniu? Didn't you just jump around and get a gold medal without gold?" A physical education teacher! Why do you scold this and that for training all day long? Why are you so good? The leader is afraid of you, and I am also afraid of you?" Yang Xiaoguang was so anxious by the ridicule, his fists were naturally clenched, and he walked towards Liu Wei: "I don't want to be such a bad teacher! You are not afraid of me. When have I ever been afraid of you? Don't say that this small school is I have never been afraid of anyone in this county!" The principal, Cheng Bin, was taking a nap when he was finally called to the scene. He dragged away Liu Wei first, and then Yang Xiaoguang. The students and teachers also dispersed.Cheng Bin just muttered: "Teacher Liu, go back to the house, let the students look around! Teacher Yang, go sell your popsicles at the gate, it's always bad to quarrel in front of the students! No matter how reasonable it is Arguing in a student place!" Teacher Wang had fled back to the house long before Cheng Bin arrived. Teacher Wang sat at the desk, his mind was in a mess, and his silver-white hair, which was always combed well, was a little messy.He didn't expect selling popsicles to sell such a dire situation.He remembered that when the school council discussed selling popsicles, he had said something that would have a bad influence, but he didn't insist and gave up. He joined the teachers in taking turns selling popsicles.He was afraid that other teachers would scold him for being out of gregarious, aloof, and rigid, and he would not be able to lose face at any time... When he turns 60 next year, he should be able to retire honorably, and he should return to his hometown after graduating from the last graduating class. Before leaving But he was scolded as a "hypocrite" by a young physical education teacher. He was extremely discouraged, thought twice, and finally drew out his pen and spread out the words "retirement application", firmly determined in his heart: retire early! During the free time after evening school, the principal Cheng Bin came.成斌说问题全部调查清楚，何小毛和六甲班学生干部到各班动员学生买王老师冰棍儿的举动，完全属于何小毛的个人行为，既不是王老师策划的，也不是刘伟策划的。所以杨小光辱骂王老师是错误的。如果仅仅是这件事就简单极了，由杨小光向王老师赔礼道歉。问题复杂在王老师失手打了何小毛一个耳光，打骂体罚学生是绝对不允许的。成斌说他和吴主任研究过了，做出两条决定，王老师向被打学生家长赔情，争取何小毛的乡村企业家的父亲的谅解，然后再在本校教师会上检讨一下。如果上级不查则罢，要是查问起来，咱们也好交待，王老师也好解脱了。为此，成斌征求王老师的意见。 王老师把抽屉拉了两次又关上，终于没有把“申请退休”的报告呈给成斌校长，担心会造成要挟的错觉。对于成校长研究下的两条措施，他都接受了，而且说：“你和吴主任处理及时，本来我自己打算今晚去何小毛家，向家长赔情哩！” 成斌校长不放心，执意要陪着王老师一起去何小毛家，向那位在本乡颇具影响的企业家赔情，听说那人财大气粗，一个老夫子样儿的王老师单人去了下不来台怎么办？刘伟也执意要去，理由是与自己有关，六甲班他任副班主任，责无旁贷，另外也怀着为王老师当保镖的义勇之气。王老师再三说不必去那么多人，何小毛的父亲其实还是他的学生，难道会打他骂他不成！结果仍然是三个人一起去了。 这是乡村里依然并不常见的大庄户院。一家占了普通农家按规定划拨的三倍大的庄基，盖起了一座二层楼房，院子里停着一辆客货两用小汽车，散发着一股汽油味儿，院里堆积的杂物和废物已不具一般庄稼院的色彩，全是些废旧轮胎，汽油桶子，大堆的块煤以及裁剪无用的各色布头堆在墙角。何社仓闻声迎出来，大声喧哗着“欢迎欢迎”的话，把三位老师引进底层东头套间会客室，质地不错的沙发，已经适应的变化铺上了编织的透风垫子，落地扇呜呜呜转着。何社仓打开冷藏柜，取出几瓶汽水，揭了盖儿，送给三位老师一人一瓶。 成斌校长摇着瓶子没有喝，刚开口说了句：“何厂长我们来……”就被何社仓挥手打断了，何社仓豪气爽朗：“成校长、王老师刘老师，你们来不说我也知道为啥事。此事不提了，我已经知道了。我那个小毛不是东西，我刚刚训过他。咱们'只叙友情，不谈其它'。”他最后恰当不恰当地引用了《红灯记》里鸠山的一句台词，随后就吩咐刚刚走进门来的女人说：“咱们小毛的老师也是我的老师来了，难得遇合，你弄几样菜，我跟我老师喝一点。”女人大约不放心孩子的事，只是开不了口，转身走出去了。 成校长企图再次引入道歉的话题，何社仓反而有点烦：“总是小毛不是东西，这小子大胆大，什么事也敢做什么话也敢说。我像他那么大的时候，胆小得很，一到人多的地方就吓得像个小老鼠，一见生人就害羞——王老师一概尽知。这小子根本不知道害怕害羞……咱们不提他了，好好……。” 王老师愈觉心里憋得慌，终于把自己要说的话说出来：“社仓，我打了小毛一个耳光，我来……” 何社仓腾地红了脸：“王老师，打了就打了嘛！我也常是赏他耳光吃。这孩子令人讨厌我知道。我在你的班上念了两年书，你可是没有重气呵过我……好了好了不提此事了。大家要么去参观参观我的鞋厂。” 何社仓领着三位教师去一楼的生产车间参观，房子里安着一排排专用缝纫机，轧制鞋帮，另一间屋子里是裁剪鞋帮的。夜班已经开始，雇来的农村姑娘一人一台机子，专心地轧着鞋帮头也不抬。 何小毛的母亲已弄好了菜，何社仓把三位老师重新领进会客室里，斟了酒，全是五星牌啤酒，而且再三说道谦让的话，青岛牌啤酒刚刚喝完。然后把筷子一一送到三位老师手里，敦促他们吃呀喝呀。 王老师喝了两杯啤酒，不大会儿就红了脸，头也晕了，脚也轻了，他今天只是吃了一顿早餐，空荡荡的肚子经不住优质名牌啤酒的刺激，有点失控了。 何社仓大杯大杯饮着酒，发着慨叹：“我只有跟三位老师喝酒心里是坦诚的，哎哎哎！” 刘伟听不出其中的隐意，傻愣愣眨着眼。 何社仓说：“王老师，我现在有时还梦见在你跟前念书的情景……怪不怪？多少年了还是梦见！我小时候那么怕羞！我而今不怕羞了胆子大了。我那个小子小毛根本不知道害怕害羞！我倒是觉得小孩子害点羞更可爱……” 王老师似乎被电火花击中，猛地饮干杯中黄澄澄的啤酒，扔下筷子，大声响应附和着说：“对对对！何社仓，小孩子有点害羞更可爱！我讨厌小小年纪变得油头滑脑的小油条。”说看竟站了起来，左手拍了校长成斌一巴掌，右手在刘伟肩上重重拍了一下，然后瞅瞅这个，又瞅瞅那个，忽然鼻子一抽，两行老泪潸然而下，伸出抖抖索索的手，像是发表演说一样：“其实何止小孩子！难道在我，在你们，在我们学校，在我们整个社会生活里，不是应该保存一点可爱的害羞心理吗？” 三个人都有点愣，怀疑王老师可能醉了。