Chapter 9 I do a review (2)
At this moment, the dry well is fragrant. "If only there was wine," he said again, and he wanted to say that the years are the indispensable hook on which the brocade of historical events hangs.His Jin Qishen is not inferior to the ending of Plato who died suddenly at a joyful wedding banquet in 347 BC. She died equally beautifully and harmoniously.On the contrary, Bai Bai pretended to be drunk, misleading the other teachers to think that his education reform report was finished, and sold himself to get drunk. Bai's sleeve asked him to hand it over.Bai Bai beat Hao Laibao aside with his backhand, and said calmly: "About three hundred years ago, when the chemist Glauber used nitric acid and pot ash to make saltpeter, he discovered that when nitric acid was added drop by drop to pot ash, During the process, bubbles are produced, continue to add nitric acid, and bubbles come out. When the bubbles are no longer generated after adding nitric acid, the added nitric acid is no longer nitric acid, and the pot ash alkali is no longer called pot ash alkali. In other words , the acid loses its acidity, and the pot ash alkali loses its alkalinity. Since the students are not students and the teachers are not teachers, can the school still be a school? I have counted classes 11, 12, and 13, and the three classes are the most educated Well, I went to the second year of junior high school, and the lowest level of education is the third grade of elementary school. Tang Xiaoya and Wei Fengyan in class 13 are at the level of the third grade of elementary school. Do you expect a student who believes that a triangle has three right angles to do chemical equations? I am going to After returning to school, each student will be given a copy of the "Periodic Table of Elements", and whoever memorizes it will graduate."
"Hey, I think you might as well take Tang Xiaoya and Wei Fengyan to practice alchemy. If you really want to refine a few golden beans, everything will be fine. Educational reform requires the combination of theory and practice. You can touch stones and become golden beans." Dou, wait for Principal Jia to congratulate you." It was Zhuang Jiazhong who said this to Baibai, he and Shi Leilei sat back and forth, his hand was always groping for Shi Leilei's hand behind his back, no more than in the hall , he cut Shi Leilei's hands backwards and pressed under Shi Leilei's body with an angry look.I saw that Teacher Shi's hand was a mouse first, and then a cat. Suddenly, he twisted the back of Teacher Zhuang's hand severely, and Zhuang Zhuang's heavy hand turned into a fat pigeon, and it was peacefully inserted back into his pocket. up.
Boring!I rode on the edge of the ridge with my legs upside down, knowing that the beast hid in the cave and the snake lay in the grass, but I didn't know where I could sleep tonight, so I turned over and got off the edge of the ridge, looking for a sleeping nest.Turning over with my hands, the ridge of the ridge pressed against the wound like a long horn, ouch, I screamed in pain, when the whole body just curled up into a cabbage, the teachers heard the sound, and a tacky teacher said: " Hey, when it comes to Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there.” Teachers who are not vulgar will not come around, such as Teacher Jing.
"Little boy, why are you hiding here? Didn't you and Teacher Xiao Cheng dock the lamb's tail?" Teacher Zhuang asked.I really want to turn myself into a broom made of millet, which is softer than the wind and dusk, but I patted the dirt on my body, straightened up the beggar's waist, and said, "It's okay, I want to take a shortcut back County seat."
The teachers must ask me: "Why do you go back to the county?"
I must answer: "Get Mr. Jiang a kerosene stove."
There was a very nice aroma of burnt beans on the teachers, "What time is it, let's go at dawn." Teacher Wei also said: "The third watch is frightening, and the fourth watch is low. At the time when the shift changes between the third watch and the fourth watch." Yelaoshi said sourly, and secretly said to Shishi teacher: "Look at the roadside before dawn, there is no stone that is darker than the little pebble."
I said, "Teachers, don't worry, I'm a lice on sheep, and I have countless whereabouts. The reason why I chose to use Mr. Jiang's kerosene stove is that it doesn't matter if I make up lessons. It's important that Mr. Jiang doesn't have rice to eat!"
"An uneducated person is daring." Bai Bai said as he watched my figure enviously. "Wild girls have always been wilder than wild boys!" Hao Laibao corrected earnestly, and even raised doubts that the brand-new cecum was not related to me, and he asked stupidly: "Are you really going to fetch Jiang?" Teacher’s kerosene stove?”
... I lost my keys twice along the way, the first time when I peed, and the second time when I was slipping down a dirt slope.When I peed for the first time, I was pricked in the buttocks by a terrible needle.If I hadn't retrieved the key for the first time, it would have been impossible to lose it for the second time. When I came to Teacher Jiang's house in the bright morning, I kicked the door hard. The door may or may not hurt, but I The wound hurt so much that I held my hands like a ladle, letting tears flow inside.
I was back at the South Col by 9 am.When I went there, the eighty-mile road was hard to walk. I neither played with a handkerchief or braided with the other. , it is always asleep, flat, no more than people can somersault.When I came back, as soon as I left the Nanguan Gate, I ran into a tractor from the County Agricultural Machinery Company delivering goods to the countryside. I stopped the road and said, "Catch me, pick me up." Wearing a cigarette pot with a small copper mouth, wearing a locomotive cap, a yellow military uniform, an armed belt around his waist, and thin felt boots, he said: "If you put it on, you can put it on, but I want to smoke a box of Fen." Heyan, okay?” “How much is Fenhe Yan?” I asked, “It’s cheaper than Evergrande’s, twenty-seven cents.” I said, “Fenhe Yan, twenty-one cents.” “It’s hardcover, expensive Six minutes." The driver put his hands on the handle and smiled, so I nodded in agreement.
This tractor was going to Sunrenbao Commune. I got off at the intersection of Nan’ao. I gave the driver thirty cents. Look for wages that can only be earned by geniuses!The driver said how about I fill your kerosene stove with kerosene?I had no choice but to agree, thinking that Jiang Yuanlan would be cheap again.
On the way, I ran into the person I least wanted to meet—Teacher Jiang.He squatted under a big umbrella-shaped elm tree, holding his head in his hands as if he was afraid of being beaten, guarding the fluttering elm coins, two fragments of tiles, and three or four clusters of endive. He was meditating.The loudspeaker on the pole broadcast the announcement over and over again: Please come to the class teachers quickly... I don’t know when a curium with pots, bowls, and big vats and a cloth bag on his shoulders, and a strap on his waist The craftsman, who was carrying a bunch of bulging household items, also came under the big elm tree and chatted.The gelding craftsman never forgets to buy and sell while chatting, and the gelding—danzi!The gelding—Danzi yelled loudly.
Mr. Jiang, when I yelled, I still startled Mr. Jiang and the locksmith - Mr. Jiang had seen me a long time ago.
"I guess you must be obedient and obedient, and you have gone to sleep somewhere." Teacher Jiang said that as soon as he came up, and I became more and more convinced that the teacher was the natural enemy of the students. I held up the kerosene stove wrapped in a gray scarf.
Mr. Jiang's face looked as if it had been dusted with official powder, it was pale, and his eyes were as red as the lychee brand "Concubine Smile". Ask me: "Can you go back and forth so quickly? Have you counted the steps? This stove is not stolen, is it?" I admit that I am a fool in the village, but I have just completed the operation and have not yet removed the stitches. Soldiers, the three mountains of hunger, exhaustion, and pain are pressing on me at the moment, and I am almost collapsed. "What's for breakfast?" When I asked Teacher Jiang, my tone couldn't be lighter.
Mr. Jiang held his kerosene stove in the posture of a praying mantis holding a branch, and he threw the gray scarf to me casually. He said with great emotion: "If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tool. I don't eat it." If you are full, how can you create oxygen for those who are lingering in the atmosphere of mathematics.” I nodded and said with a sneer: “You are oxygen, you are oxygen, you are the ancestor of oxygen.” Then, I followed him to the command camp Walk. "Give me back the key," he said, leaning on his side, motioning for me to put the key in his pocket. "The key is lost." When I said it nonchalantly, I found a group of students, some going east, some going west, and thirty or fifty fellow villagers followed at a good pace, with all kinds of tools, including Yang The wooden shovel in the field, the rake with the wire twisted into strands for raking grass.
"Lost it? Then how did you get into the house? Oh - lost it on the way back?" Teacher Jiang analyzed.I said: "I lost it when I went there. Isn't your window stuck? I poked the window paper and went in with my hands to fiddle with it. I pushed it first and then pushed it loose. When half of the window was removed, it even messed with me." His face is covered in dirt."
"A small construction can always bring about a big damage. Throughout the ages." Mr. Jiang's generalization ability is not low, but the problem is that there is no sesame that can't be eaten without sesame seeds. Also, I didn't make any mistakes when I went to Mr. Jiang's house this time. The kerosene stove jumped out of the window, and the window was installed again, it was ok.
In our village, as soon as the sun rises in the morning, those who are wealthy middle peasants, men who are working in mines, out-of-mouth, and women on business all like to go to the village entrance to wash green hemp, wash baskets and sieves, wash chicken troughs, and clean cutting boards. They don't get angry when they don't get to the bed, but they curse and fight as soon as they get to the bed.Let Fuyu make trouble!The poor peasants and the rich and anti-bad elements said enviously: How good are the people who are full!Those who help, those who pull sideways, those who throw stone flakes into the tuoli, and when they stir up again, it becomes a drama, a drama, a drama, the more the noise, the more the drama, when I think about it now, I want to have a handful of boiled yam eggs Or how good a bowl of glutinous rice is, "Is there any breakfast left for me?" I couldn't help asking Teacher Jiang again.
"Each person has a handful of boiled black beans, no more than a hundred, so you don't need to eat them." Teacher Jiang finished speaking easily, and then said to me yearningly: When I cook a pot of rice and finish eating, I can prove that I am The application of class field theory and automorphic functions in the field is possible, because mathematicians often achieve outstanding achievements when they do not consider the application to the outside world.The work you are willing to die or live for sheep has nothing to do with me. In the chapter "Confucius Family" in "Historical Records", there is a famous sentence "eyes are like herding sheep". Yang Tongyang, go and tell Director Liu that I am herding sheep for mathematics. Don't let anyone bother me.
This time it was my turn to speak: "Everyone eats and everyone is full, and everyone lives and dies. Director Liu and I have nothing to say."
"If someone asks me, it's okay for you to say I don't know where I'm going? Don't you even know how to ambush?" Teacher Jiang was taking a step back and said, when Teacher Xiao Cheng came running out of breath. His gestures and voices came first before anyone arrived: "Leaders from the district education bureau and the county all came to visit our school's experience in running a school. Principal Jia led three classes to burn sick sheep, and Xiang Ming led two classes to treat the sick. The lighter sheep boiled Chinese herbal medicine and disinfected the sheep house. Zhang Juhua was in charge of teaching and ordered you to dissect the sheep. The classmates and county leaders have long been waiting for you at the threshing ground, and they can say anything.”
"You and Xiaozi go first, and I will come later." Teacher Jiang said.
A small earthen street, one-hole cave dwellings facing south, some with brick faces, some without, but chickens, pigs, and dogs also entered the kiln.After sending them into the kiln with Mr. Jiang's gaze, he turned to Mr. Cheng and said, "Compare them. My life is worse than a negative number."
Teacher Xiao Cheng nodded uncertainly, dragged me and ran away.I covered the wound with one hand, and was led by Teacher Xiao Cheng with the other. When we arrived at the scene, we saw Mr. Wei Fengyan, the teacher of Zhuang Chongshi, and others present. After Mr. Shi handed a hand drill to Mr. Zhuang, he called out, "Where's the wire?"
Wei Fengyan didn't hand the wire to Teacher Shi but to me. In this way, I came to Teacher Shi and Teacher Zhuang.I also smelled the peculiar kerosene smell of castrated sheep from Mr. Zhuangzhuang.
Teacher Zhuang used a hand drill to drill a finger-thick hole in the sheep's carcass, threaded it into a pencil-thick iron wire, and bent it into a ring.When he took out an S-shaped iron hook from his trouser pocket, he weighed it in his hand and hung it on it, relying on it to hook a dying sheep, even though Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Cheng thought it was a dead sheep, But when the dark chestnut iron hook passed through the tendon gap of the sheep's hind legs, the sheep's eyes were looking at the blue sky, and the whole body seemed to be stretched drunk under the sky... A sheep hanging upside down looks better than a sheep lying down , It looks big, fluffy and comfortable when walking fast.
Zhang Juhua asked me: "Why hasn't Mr. Jiang come?" "I went up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of fire," I said. "Will he come or not?" Wei Fengyan asked with concern, and I said, "When the watermelon grows beans, he will come." "Okay, then we won't wait for him," Zhang Juhua said dryly He slapped his hands twice, then raised his right index finger and put it next to his ear and said, "First, let us recite together a sentence from page 264 of Chairman Mao's "On Practice" and "Selected Works of Mao Zedong" Volume 1: The problem of knowledge, Get ready, get ready—start—!”
The question of knowledge is a scientific question, and hypocrisy and arrogance are not allowed, but what is definitely needed is the opposite—honesty and humility.
The students recited it neatly and loudly, which gave the teachers enough face.Zhang Juhua hurriedly greeted the teachers: "Act vigorously and vigorously! Act vigorously and vigorously!"
"Are you coming or me?" When Teacher Zhuang asked Teacher Shi, he noticed that several girls were crying in fright. A white georgette silk scarf with four bright red roses on each corner, each the size of a girl's ear, on the plain surface as thin as a cicada's wings there are flowers thicker than parchment paper, soft and velvet. to live.Teacher Shi is like a light fairy, gliding in front of Teacher Zhuang with lotus steps like a small fish holding a jade in the flower, and her smile is thicker than a comb, which infected everyone present.
When the wind blew Mr. Shi's silk scarf like a cut, like a sharpening, I heard the following conversation with the threshing floor:
what do i do
After all, she and I are husband and wife
guilty conscience
she is innocent
you are tired
Not to mention bored, I don't want to toss anymore
Toss
I'm sorry, can't you?
The threshing ground is actually located on a plateau, which used to be Yan Xishan's training ground.I went back to the team with my hands in my pockets, and sat cross-legged next to Wei Fengyan, who was so fat that she couldn't cross her legs. I poked her fat belly with my hand and said that elephants are more graceful than you.
It was originally done by Mr. Zhuang, but when Mr. Zhuang cut a straight hole in the middle of the sheep's neck and throat with a knife, Mr. Zhuang was somewhat surprised that no blood flowed out.He rubbed his palms vigorously with his thumbs, and the skin flakes on his palms fell one after another, revealing the fact that Mr. Zhuang lacked vitamin B1 and riboflavin in his body.Mr. Zhuang patted the neck of the dead sheep, and found a blood bubble suddenly gushing out from the inside of the incision, which made people think that it was the handicraft of a sugar blower. He lights up.After subconsciously throwing down the scalpel, Teacher Zhuang walked up to Teacher Shi anxiously.
Teacher Shi saw that Mr. Zhuang’s dander-covered palms were chapped and bloody. In the center of the gray scales, pinpoint-sized pimples grew to the outer edge. She kept buying riboflavin, nicotinamide and thiamine tablets for him. Make pumpkins, carrots and cymbals into shreds, mix the tops, and bake the burnt cakes. Zhang Qian in the Han Dynasty ate burnt cakes every day to break his homesickness. When she told Teacher Zhuang like this, she would not miss Edward VII Street (now Yan'an East Road, Shanghai) ) on the bar coffee aroma, Sullivan's cake, Savina black bitter mocha, Egyptian tobacco, vodka and the wonderfulness of countless afternoons.Teacher Shi didn't seem to see that one emotion begets two emotions, two emotions begets three emotions, and three emotions begets ten thousand emotions. She silently picked up the willow leaf-sized scalpel thrown by Teacher Zhuang, and cut it off with the tip of the knife. The trachea and blood vessels of sheep.
Teacher Shi noticed that tofu flower-like blood clots were slipping out of the blood vessels one after another. She made a neck-trap movement with both hands to quickly clean up the blood clots. spasms.Teacher Shi took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and used the tip of the knife to pick along the midline of the abdomen of the dead sheep from top to bottom, through the anus and to the tip of the tail.The moment the knife tip came into contact with the sheep's skin, there were rustling sounds of writing on the rice paper, raindrops, snow falling on the window, chess pieces falling, and an old blue cloth like softly wiping the stove.Teacher Shi picked up the knife again, and when he reached the corner of the sheep's mouth with the tip of the knife, he didn't know whether he was too heavy handed, or he was not as skillful as Pao Ding to dispel the cow. out.
According to the principle of sheep anatomy, there is no need to open the scrotum of sheep, but Teacher Shi also opened it.Like a red-case chef squeezing meatballs, she squeezed out the pink-blue testicles with her thumbnails and handed them to Teacher Zhuang.
Mr. Zhuang tossed the sheep balls like weighing copper coins, and the buzzing scene was related to him many years ago-tomorrow, I will go to the photo studio to take pictures!After the father made a solemn announcement, the whole family took a shower, shaved their hair, rummaged through boxes to find clothes, he sat by the bed, and his mother squatted, her right knee was touching the ground to seal his crotch, and the silver needle was in his crotch The front is like dust flying in the dazzling light beams, and everything is alive, including the rare sumac-colored smiling face of the mother... The two testicles the size of pigeon eggs in the hands are as soft as silk, and they are stored in a cellar The bingo that has been ice-cold for many days, what a deep source of mystery——Mr. Shi climbed up and down again and again to take it out for him to eat.
A couple of flies landed on Mr. Zhuang's arms in a light and fluttering posture. After moving their fine, downy legs and feet, they knelt down and refused to leave.While chasing away the flies and his wife, Teacher Zhuang saw Teacher Shi go around the dead sheep a few times, then shook off the blood stains stuck to the blade, the porridge-like chestnut feces, and the yellow saliva as thick as honey, and shook again. Once again, he tightly grasped the leg of the lamb with his wrist, and made a circular incision on the crown of the hoof of the sheep. The hoof of the dead sheep seemed to feel the pain of regeneration, and it trembled when the knife was cut. When the goats fell one after another, Mr. Shi buried the tip of the knife from the bottom of the leg of the lamb, at the boundary between the straight hair and the silk-like hair. The operation is stable, and the cutting speed is almost gliding.And when the tip of the knife crossed from the forelimb to the midline of the sheep's chest again, it was unknown whether it touched the cartilage or the knife was blunt, so Teacher Shi had to use more strength from her wrist and arm. Slanted, bared teeth are white and even.
Just at this time, there was a commotion behind us. We turned our heads and saw Mr. Jiang being escorted by Bai Gabai, Ye Xiangmin and several people who looked like township cadres to the threshing ground. It is generally wide up and down, like a monument walking.
"Director Guo!" Teacher Shi shouted unexpectedly.
"He is Director Guo of the District Education Bureau?" Teacher Zhuang asked again in disbelief, and Teacher Shi nodded vigorously.
"Jiang Yuanlan!" Teacher Xiao Cheng's even more unexpected voice made all the people present look for prestige: Jiang Yuanlan seemed to have installed countless malfunctioning faucets, and they followed him limply like sloppy rain.He was wearing a dark green bath towel with white stripes, and his chest was neither as wide nor as thick as a bellows. Every time he sneezed, his ribs were in danger of shooting out, but he still sneezed fearlessly. The lower body is only wearing a moon white poplin trousers, the upper body is only wearing the emperor's new clothes, the feet are as narrow and long as a hoe, and they are shaking as they walk. I heard Grandma Fu'er say that the skinny monkey's toe caught a stone Two sandwiches of sand and three nests of melon seeds, I couldn't help laughing out loud seeing that Mr. Jiang and your kid are also today.
Whoops, I forgot that the stitches had not been removed, so I squatted on the ground in pain and hugged my stomach and circled around. Wei Fengyan was so happy that she said, "Yes! How dare you laugh at Mr. Jiang, you should have burnt internal organs, blisters all over your face, nose Pee in your eyes."
Mr. Jiang saw everything in his eyes, his wet hair was twisted into strands of naked noodles without forming a bead curtain.Wherever he went, he brought an indifferent attitude, and his appearance of nothing had caused Director Guo and his party to put on an air of incompatibility, and bluffed fiercely and triumphantly: "Let's go!"Get up front and make it clear.
The sheep that has been skinned and eviscerated has its limbs spread out like a bat, and it hangs white and upside down. Teacher Jiang is standing beside it, so I can't tell how resentful it is.Teacher Shi and Teacher Zhuang moved away one after another and stood aside. Director Guo and the village cadres presided over the entire meeting and looked around. Teacher Jiang is a Soviet revisionist spy, and some say he is an international thief.
"What on earth do you want to do?" Director Guo asked as soon as he came up with a livid face, but he didn't say anything when the bayonet turned red.
Like a gust of wind, so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, a village cadre wearing a cadre hat crookedly grabbed Teacher Jiang by the back of the neck like a chicken, and grabbed his heels off the ground. After holding on for more than ten seconds, Throwing Teacher Jiang to the ground viciously, the face bent towards Teacher Jiang was fierce, and the cold and gloomy voice was very low: "If you don't confess, I will kill you!"
The moment Mr. Jiang was picked up, the bath towel turned into a cloak and slid down. Mr. Jiang, who was only wearing trousers, had white strips for the eyes of the students and teachers. There was a new feeling of a scarecrow turning into a person or a person turning into a scarecrow.My eyes were short-sighted, I couldn't see clearly, and I was blind. Wei Fengyan's eyes were focused, and he told me afterwards that Mr. Jiang's hair was much heavier than her man's.In fact, Mr. Jiang's expression was flat, and one could even think that he was rescued from a long-term depression and pain, and was released from long-term fear and fear.He carefully peeled off a few pieces of mud sticking to his calf, his shattered knee was bloody and bloody, his front teeth had been knocked out before, and there was a line of bloody saliva at the corner of his mouth, he hugged his knee and blew it on the wound When picking up the mud and sand on the wound, on the one hand, the things that have been lingering in his mind are finally relieved, and on the other hand, he is scratching his head because of the air leakage caused by the tooth gap. No end.
Teacher Shi stepped forward to help Teacher Jiang up, and Teacher Xiao Cheng also stepped forward to help him.Because of the unknown nature, Teacher Xiao Cheng limited himself to not abusing the captives. He took off a coat and put it on for Teacher Jiang. Wearing a pair of white-edged ball pants, he put them in front of Mr. Jiang and asked him to put them on.
The village cadre who had thrown Teacher Jiang to the ground just now put his hat on his head backwards and asked Teacher Jiang: "You said that you have worked so hard. The blackboard made you wipe white, and you are naked in the reservoir. Buttocks, lying on something, where did the dark sunglasses come from? What are the codes for each book? You guys have gray and blue eyes with apricot shells, and your big mouth is ugly. Your legs are no thicker than sunflower stalks, and your feet are narrower than coal. Shovel shovel, full of peanuts, black dates, fruit peels, dried peaches, dried apricots, perfumed pears, and two small sand chickens pinned to the waistband of the trousers. Please tell me carefully, what are you doing? What do you want? Yours Where is the backstage? Tell me, let’s not talk about beating you up, I’m going to beat you up. How do you look at you? You look like a dog spy sent by Taiwan, a bad councilor sent by the United States, and a Zhou sent by the Soviet revisionists. Skinning."
In Xicheng, the eloquence of the village cadres is comparable to that of Mao Maodan, Enema Hong, Gai Jinyang, Fu Yichou, Fake Tianliang, Sanmandan, and Lover of the Provincial Jin Theater.Only those who can speak well can be disciplined administratively. The cadres in each village basically have no stammers or half stutterers. They all pursue vividness, and it is common to talk grapes.For example, our village party secretary invited Mr. Niu Buzhang to teach from Masui Mountain. At the whole village meeting, he said: "The cow is not tall, the cow is not tall, and there is no air leakage in the crotch. He teaches culture and arithmetic, and he can embody benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness." Catch it, and, boy, listen clearly, there are disadvantages if there is too much plaster on the wall. Is it worthwhile to cause famine and wear out the cloth?Also, girl, listen clearly, life and death are over, sooner or later you will be a new wife, take advantage of your cleverness to lay the foundation, choose Song Yu to pick Li Bai, ride a donkey to go abroad, make do with it, feel wronged It's not bad to come in and marry Brezhnev back.
Think about it, I lived in such an environment, first I felt funny when Teacher Bai gave the pink ball pants to Teacher Jiang, and then I felt that the village cadres here are low-level, they put their hips on their hips before speaking, and then rest, which reversed the procedure.So, Wei Fengyan and I whispered, "Next time you come home, bring me some fried oatmeal." Wei Fengyan silently took out a handful of boiled black beans from his pocket, buried them in my palm, and stared intently with his two eyes. Teacher Zhuo Jiang was neither wearing Teacher Xiaocheng's jacket nor white ball pants, but asked Director Guo for a cigarette.
Director Guo was not a fan of money, so he threw the whole cigarette to Teacher Jiang, who caught it with both hands, and asked Director Guo to ask for matches.While Director Guo was giving matches to Mr. Jiang, the village cadre who was wearing the hat turned his back on and gave Director Guo a small notebook.
Felons usually ask the police for cigarettes before confessing, and the police usually give them one, but the felon will definitely say that you might as well not give them. The police think for a while, and usually give the felon a pack of cigarettes.Everyone in the audience thought that victory was in sight or a good show was imminent. Unexpectedly, Director Guo asked suspiciously after reading the book: "Are you Jiang Yuanlan? You are the Jiang Yuanlan who I asked Director Zhang to invite you to dinner last time?"
Jiang Yuanlan nodded. "Quick, hurry up and find Mr. Jiang's clothes!" Director Guo hardly dared to look at Jiang Yuanlan again. He was wearing a well-washed blue shirt, crisp black darne trousers, and shiny black leather shoes with three cuffs. The hair on the back is fuller than a turtle shell. "Jiang Yuanlan is one of the best mathematics talents in China. If he has something good or bad, your Dingdai Hualing can feed the fish and shrimps in the Fen River!" Since Director Guo received this anonymous After the phone call, he was overwhelmed by the pure Beijing accent on the phone, full of enthusiasm. Based on his more than 30 years of experience as an official, anonymous accusers are often false, and anonymous guarantors are always true. "Yes, yes" is the way to go. It is better not to offend anyone than to offend anyone. He even took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on the corner of Mr. Jiang's mouth...
"My son Bi's house is locked in the County Public Security Bureau, what are you afraid of?" The village cadre was in a hurry. He didn't want to keep secrets. Why did the blind chicken eat good rice? What happened to the summer stove and winter fan? "What's your name?" Director Guo seemed to have known the village cadre who was wearing the hat backward, and no one knew his name. "His name is Bi Haoqi, and his ancestor is the famous Bi Keqi, who played the trumpet to Datong, Jiren, and Urumqi!" said a young man standing next to the hat, and walked forward with wrestling steps. After taking a few steps, he backed away after finishing speaking, stood beside the reverse hat and warned: "This is Bi Jiasuo's father!"
The eyes of the phoenix can tell the treasure, and the eyes of the sheep can tell the grass. Director Guo sighed, thought for a moment, and said to Jiang Yuanlan: "Mushrooms in rainy days happen everywhere. You can talk about it. The masses are the real heroes."
The dead sheep guarding Jiang Yuanlan's side was disemboweled, skinned, and the internal organs were taken away, and the meat was cured immediately, and the meat was taut.Jiang Yuanlan looked at the dead sheep with an expression as if he was listening to the cool melody when the faint mountain spring flowed into the cave, and he was absorbed and fascinated.One can tell the order of which mountains on the Loess Plateau rise and fall, but I'm afraid I can't tell how proteins fold and unfold, and how oil flows through rocks with holes and enters the deep underground. Of course, this only requires a huge Computation, computability is only a drop in the bucket in terms of its mathematical nature, and without imagination is like cooking without rice.The nature of mathematics itself determines that mathematicians must fall into an imaginary dilemma. I have a big dilemma, and I have the experience of vividly imagining the dilemma with pencil and paper. In addition to the feeling of practice, the gap in front of the eyes-the gap between people is zero at best.
Jiang Yuanlan shook his head.
"The eyes of the masses are discerning," Director Guo's clear voice was full of persuasion.Seeing that Jiang Yuanlan didn't open his mouth, he had no choice but to go straight in: "How did your teeth fall out?"
How did the tooth fall out?Jiang Yuanlan covered his mouth subconsciously, he didn't think of a blind eye; the danger of oversimplification in mathematics, such as thinking that almost all new mathematics, especially applied mathematics, is bad mathematics-in real life, there are not only difficult students but also There are brothers.It is really simple to say that it is simple: knock.The matter is not simple, very simple: I have never seen a sand grouse in my lifetime, and it must have come to drink water from the reservoir, and it has a fire in its heart, otherwise it would not be light or heavy.
It's over.It's also a bath, and Archimedes soaked and soaked in "On Floating Bodies", Eureka!Eureka! (eureka has become a common language in the world, expressing the exclamation when suddenly discovering something. I found it) Naked and screaming, I ran back to the laboratory, and I made a dancing papaya after soaking it. The feather color and papaya can be equal with an equal sign.When catching it desperately, the first sandgrouse surpassed itself in terms of dullness, but the second sandgrouse, hey, forget it, it actually started a game with itself, the emperor can rule the world, but I can't. ?Sheep dung eggs that are rounder than black dates reminded me that the sand chicken caught them, but after I knocked my teeth on that black stone, I really understood Chairman Mao's theory: all true knowledge originates from direct experience. Knowing the taste of pears, you have to change pears and eat them yourself... But one of the problems is that the front teeth are gone, how to eat pears?The second question is that sand chickens are not "On Floating Bodies", and the third question is whether the equation between me catching sand chickens and them catching me holds true?Is there any logical internal connection?
How did the tooth fall out?Jiang Yuanlan got angry at this thought, "Ask Shaji!" He said angrily to Director Guo.
There is a reason for Director Guo's anger at Jiang Yuanlan's attitude of toasting and refusing to eat fine wine. He is very dissatisfied with Principal Jia, the stupid secretary and puppet principal!How big the door is to open to run a school is not only a matter of degree.Or examine a cadre's political quality.Listen to the wind is rain!The death of sheep and sheep in the South Col is an issue of the Xicheng County Committee and even the Yanbei Prefectural Committee, not the issue of the jurisdiction of the education department. It is almost a twelve gold medal that slipped me back from the Northern Education Work Conference held in Beijing, saying that it was the provincial education bureau. An important person came to inspect the South Col. I didn't even get a sleeper ticket and came back with a hard seat, so I went straight to the South Col. Where is the important person from the Provincial Education Bureau?The unconscious principal Jia took the lead and led hundreds of shrimp soldiers and crab generals to burn the corpses of dead sheep to wipe out the traces, and sent Director Liu from the mathematics teaching and research section to accompany him.Yale does not have a school gate, and even has become the most important part of Cannes. It is too easy to walk out of the school with the body. If the mind, thought, and judgment can go out of the school, it is a metaphysical thing. The result of Principal Jia’s imitation is to let himself handle a Sand Chicken——Jiang Yuanlan's problem.
Director Guo graduated from the Department of Geophysics of Peking University. Two years later, he was very emotional during the process of talking with me: "We often go to war over some dead branches and leaves in our lives. If our ambition depends on this, it will be too much." It's not economical."
At the same moment when Director Guo was like a dog biting a hedgehog, Director Guo had no way to deal with Jiang Yuanlan, Jiang Yuanlan thought of the fourth question: the small book that Director Guo had flipped through—questions that killed him—were densely covered on every page. Formula symbols, theorems, calculus reasoning, assumptions, abbreviations...
Jiang Yuanlan was so anxious that he was sweating coldly, his face was whiter than Director Guo's, even though the former was anxious and the latter was angry.
"...no one in mathematics would not want the most important part of life—the advances in the field of mathematics—to remain in publications and pass down the ages like fossils, just as Hydra leaves coral reefs. I have only one life to do Research, even if I'm lucky enough to be free from other work and distractions like teaching extra classes. Accuracy in research still has one of its worst enemies in order to get results: boredom and hopelessness. I see people who take my time as my worst enemies Because my efficiency is not high, it torments my longing! The longing is hard to say, so I will explain the whole story below: I can’t remember a single word in my small book, but I have no idea about the prime numbers proposed by Gauss in 1793. I have been thinking hard about the theorem, and when the inspiration came, it happened that I had a blackboard to help me when I was thinking, so I wiped the slogan with my sleeve and wrote the calculation formula. After I memorized the calculation formula in my heart, I wiped it off with my sleeve During the formula, I was thirsty. After inquiring for a long time, I saw the cistern. My student Xiao Yuzi mentioned in his composition "Who Doesn't Say My Hometown Is Good?" In the evening, I took a men’s bath. After I drank the water and hiccupped, I took a bath by the way. The sun was shining directly, and I wore sunglasses. The little man said in his composition: “The male and female citizens of our village have their buttocks naked, because fish never swim in the water.穿衣服，我受其影响，中毒较深，后来见到了沙鸡，限于篇幅，赘言无义，一只沙鸡变量为一颗门牙，两只沙鸡变量为两颗门牙，仅此而已。”
江远澜“仅此而已”一番，就把身翻了。当他勇猛地去抢郭局长手中的小本本时，速度超过了得克萨斯巡逻骑兵。毕号奇急了：“枪崩猴，你东阴凉倒到西阴凉，说得凉森森的痛快，”接着，他又质问郭局长：“敢情他没事啦？退一万步说，他光着腚满山捉沙鸡，比风景美丽？”
“我让他把墨镜送给你，成不？”郭局长熟络地拍拍毕号奇的肩膀：“甭跟知识分子一般见识。”“外加一个口头检讨。”毕号奇讨价还价道。 “要严肃的。”毕号奇说时戴正了帽子。郭局长朝江远澜递了个眼色，希望他识趣点儿。江远澜叽叽咕咕，显然不想做检讨。
果然，再等江远澜人模狗样从场窑后走出来，刘主任便朝我勾勾手，狐假虎威道：“小侉子，听见没？”
魏丰燕见我不情愿地站起来，就拍着我的屁股说：“欢欢去哇，八碟八碗的席，请你吃个肚拉稀。”
江远澜如此行径，用毛泽东主席的话说是要把汝裁为三截。一截遗江，一截赠郭，一截还号奇不是不可以，环球历来同此凉热，只是人有病，天知否？所以，我磨磨蹭蹭上前，立即声明：“我肚疼肚又饥，说话没力气。”
你放心，事完有块毛糕（黍子糕，加糠。）给你。刘主任说罢，又递给了江远澜个空烟盒和一支比巴拿马雪茄还粗的棕色钢笔：“写几句，写几句。”
……江老师把检讨提纲列出来后给了我，“你尽量发挥，发挥吧！你们女人最能发挥啦！”
雪白、温顺、毛茸茸的羊群从身子后面升起，腾空之前，用柔和告诉我：它是白云。于是，我说：幸被东风吹万里，我说公民们，请允许我在越俎代庖之前说句题外话：我是在我的作文中提到我们村男女公民下沱全光腚，但那是指的学龄前儿童，尽管这是一个生活常识问题。由于我作文做得不严谨，给他人造成了歧义，尤其让江远澜老师想入非了又非，尤其让江远澜老师虚惊了一场又一场，我帮他念检讨是自找的！下面，我正式开始替江老师念检讨书：
∵1我不该把标语当羽毛拂去；
∵2我不该把池水当沱水沐浴；
∵3我不该把自己当鱼儿比喻；
∴我把墨镜送号奇聊表歉意。
当我说完“检讨完毕”，会场上一片笑声。毕号奇得到墨镜又建议江远澜把“零食”充公，江远澜说：“零食是比结绳记数更早的小石子、竹片、树枝、贝壳的象征，亦是我路漫漫其修远兮的动力，焉能充公？”
见江远澜说得严肃，毕号奇听得生气，白个白圆场：理解理解，包括江兄的两只沙鸡都是凤凰涅，说罢，他还用胳膊绕住了毕号奇的脖子，熟络地说：“您老千万甭和搞数学的一般见识，数痴、数呆、数疯子们吃碗面条都得默算出面条长度且用国际换算单位m。”“可是，爷的孙子讨要咋办？”毕号奇上手背打下手心后摊开说。
“你可以把火药、罗盘、造纸、印刷术给你孙子嘛，那可都是国宝。”江远澜为毕号奇指前程，气得毕号奇再一次上手背打下手心后摊开说：“问苍天，遭的什么花甲！问祖宗，你小子来我们村干甚？！”
刘主任非常注意群众关系，悄悄塞给江远澜5块钱，用眼神示意，江远澜只好给了。毕号奇抓住钱后手握成个拳头，雷大雨小地捶了江远澜前胸两下，又抓住其手，举过头顶，笑盈盈向众人颔首，转圈时，转了一半的毕号奇突然傻了，他呆呆地看着塬下一片杏林，然后发疯地朝塬下跑去……
绿茵茵的杏林不到半天功夫变成了灰败的枯林，突发的天幕毛虫是罪魁。每棵杏树都披着猪网油般的丝絮，在丝絮上面蠕动着的寸长的毛虫抱团成伙，成帮结对，潮涌一般骇人。毕号奇当时就僵直倒地，口吐白沫。
白个白背起毕号奇去找村里的赤脚医生，他走时还朝郭局长喊：“千万不要用任何农药，毛虫有天敌！”
郭局长带领我们的队伍去和贾校长的队伍会合。郭局长选的是一条沟崖两侧长满野麦子、沙芦、红顶草、赖草、三芒野古草的小路，韦荷马说虽然小路无烟岚，却有春融恰，夏蓊郁，秋疏薄，冬默淡。事后，毕号奇说这是一条鬼路，走一趟死一个人。我不信，又拉着魏丰燕走了一趟，进沟时一只红靛颏撩着白云拨着清风疯撵了我们一程，出沟时一只蓝靛颏拉着夜幕掩着残阳狂追了我们一程，回到宿营地，先被魏丰燕要去了小程老师给我的惟一一个煮鸡蛋，再被刘主任叫去找白个白老师：“就是挑担茶叶上北京也该回来了，你去看看。”
我穿过废戏台，绕过马厩，沿着一条鹅卵石铺成的小路朝西走时，后悔自己没了自己，掉转头，才往回走没几步，就是一块教室大的空地上两条巴掌瘦的条凳支着一块朱红色的门板，门板上躺着一个男尸，我觉得男尸面熟，仿佛在哪儿见过。疑惑起，精神升，那男尸就被我看了个仔细。再等迎着天西褐黑色的碎云，到了毕号奇家门前，正欲打门，我一下子愣住了：两条巴掌瘦的条凳支着一块朱红色的门板，门板上又躺着一个男尸，他是我们学校的化学老师白个白。
诈尸的故事在京城听得腻透了，即使有，雕琢生死，也没甚意思。退一步说蒲松龄慈心一片，派一具诈尸尾随我，还是个伴儿呢。 “毕号奇！毕号奇！”我率性不管什么尸不尸的，手拍拨铞大声喊道。
嗖地一声，蹿出一条黑狗扑到我身边，先是站起来狂吠，然后皮一样铺在地上，嘴里呜呜，目光如水。我走进堂窑，掀开东窑帘子，没人，再掀开面窑帘子，也没人，不过面窑的灶台摸上去是热的，我揭开锅盖，见锅底有十来颗炒豌豆。我三把两把将炒豌豆抓到手，一次全丢到嘴里，嚼着嚼着，先是发现了倒在缸边的毕号奇，死睡如泥。后来见毕号奇的老婆怀里抱着一团白布走进院子，她像走在秋叶深积的森林，满脸绿荫。
那女人把一樽暖水瓶高大的锡壶举给我看，说：“壶中残酒是二月二龙抬头那天喝剩的，你们的白先生和我的外甥争着喝，一碗炒豌豆抢食完，先是身子蜷成个刺猥满地滚，然后整个人变成个发动机，震颤得吓人，再后来齐死哩！中的是铅毒！你说爷家的锡壶咋有铅毒？”那女人瞪眼问我，我瞪眼问她：“你男人没死干嘛装死？”“装？”那女人横着脖子道来：“装能装出个那德性，”她没好气地瞅着蜷缩在缸边的毕号奇说：“他吓的得了失心疯啦！”“你咋办？”我近乎幸灾乐祸地问时，她眼珠子一转，霎时，满脸媚艳异常，款款地说：“吃汉穿汉死了汉嫁汉，汉没死偷汉呗。”
我注意到她满院子没种韭菜菠菜和小葱，而是贪懒种了一院子的苜蓿。苜蓿最招蛇了，福儿奶奶的声音和争先绽放的几朵紫若胎盘的苜蓿花在我心中肥厚地开放。我忍不住又去看了看白个白老师，只见他面若紫罗兰，死相翩然。我没注意到毕号奇钻窗跃墙逃遁时是哪一刻，等我再回窑，想拖起他见我们贾校长时，缸边无人！我摸了缸壁，它是温的，那女人说她男人学会了紫燕的飞翔。