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Fusheng

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Chapter 1 Fusheng

Fusheng 沈从文 2983Words 2018-03-20
Ha, look at the endorsement. It's the youngest Fusheng's turn. Everyone is happy. Although the teacher's wife had already lit the night fire in the kitchen, the sun had just turned yellow, and she climbed to the top of the wooden screen in the courtyard and did not move. play. "Yeah, yah, yah, yah, y-yy-" "Ximeng—" "Ximeng——ah, ah, ah, ah, Ximeng——ah, ah,..." "Mother Ximeng!" Mr. licked Fusheng's ear, giving birth to those children who couldn't recite the book as usual. the kind of gas. Of course, the teacher is not as sincere and enthusiastic as the students in their desire to leave school.

However, he himself seemed a little anxious, because before the second hour of reciting the night book, the teacher's wife had already come in to ask the husband for coal for the fire. "Mother Ximeng, choose—ah, ah, ah, choose, choose your neighbor..." "Choose your neighbor!" The voice was so serious that one or two children who were about to pack their schoolbags and leave the prison, gave to the last Even the word "place" makes my ass stick to the bench again! Everyone stared blankly at Mr.'s hand—it was the left hand with onychomycosis more than two inches long on the fourth finger and the little finger.At this time, his hand was already in contact with Fusheng's ear, and Fusheng's head tilted naturally.His legs were also trembling, but no one paid attention.

"Stupid thing! Why can't you finish reading four sentences in the past half a day?" The gentleman bit his upper teeth and bit his lower lip, and everyone knew that he was angry.As for why the husband is angry, the children are still young, and no one seems to know.Perhaps this is the reason why the husband is too enthusiastic about the students!Otherwise, Mr. Qi's qi always seems to be on the side of the throat, and his face will turn red when a student babbles more than three times. "You see, Yunyun is far older than you, and he reads so many books in one day. As for you, you can't remember even a single sentence of these four easy-to-read books after reading for a long time. Quarreling with others—humph! Sit down properly for me! Are you going to leave school in such a panic?——Be the first to quarrel with someone, only hear one person chattering all over the world, his voice is as crisp as a sparrow, and reading is so bad!" Fu Sheng's ears What Nai heard was humming and rumbling, but from the jerky tone of the husband, he knew that he was teaching himself a lesson.

The master's hand was still restored to its original shape, and he wiped the five or seven yellow whiskers around his mouth.Fusheng, who had tilted his head for a long time, his face was already flushed red. If Mr. really forgot about the tiredness of his hands and continued to twist like this, then the tears from Fusheng's left eye would flow to his right eye—together with another tear from his right eye. It goes without saying that it flows to the right cheek.Although Mr.'s hand is temporarily out of Fu Sheng's ear, but Fu Sheng who can't recite a sentence in the raw book, is the punishment so light and easy, just pick it up for a while?How can there be such a loose thing?If it is just a matter of rubbing our ears for a while, then we don't need to read books, and let the master rub his ears for a while!According to past experience, before Fusheng was punished, all the hot tears in his eyes ran out of his eyes in fright.In addition, the seven or eight students who had packed their schoolbags each noticed that Fusheng's big ear, which had just been picked up, was purple and red, and thought it was funny.But with Mr. Jing's gloomy gaze, something as cold as ice sprinkled everywhere, and the smile lines gathered on everyone's faces were frightened to disappear.Everyone was stunned and silent.

Everyone was silent in a daze, and after each glanced at the students sitting next to each other, they all focused their attention on the two funny long nails that the teacher was scratching on his face.The value of these nails can be seen from Mr.'s careful protection. However, those who heard Mr. talk about the virtues of nails, they also knew that apart from being beautiful and making people refined, they can cure all kinds of poisons by scraping off the ends, which are more valuable than American ginseng and Korean ginseng. "Don't go home for dinner today!" It turned out that everyone was suspended in their hearts because of this matter.Ever since the death sentence was uttered by Mr. Seriously and with some lingering anger in his mouth, everyone seemed to feel that this matter suddenly fell on their hearts.However, everyone then had a second doubt: they felt that Mr. Fusheng was not allowed to eat, whether to leave Fusheng here alone, or to make him kneel in front of Confucius and learn the book by heart, just like Guilin was punished in the past—— We all sit in the seats and wait, and after we have recited it, we will leave school together?The news is so ugly that it is still impossible to know before the second order of the husband is announced.

If it is unfortunate that the meaning of the first order of Mr. and the method of handling it are based on the one in Guilin, it will affect the interest of these other people in playing so seriously that they cannot be said. Therefore, at this moment, everyone is a little bit He hated Fu Sheng who couldn't even recite the words "Xi Xi Xi Xi" and "Xi Meng Mu". "Song Xiangjun!" When Yunyun heard Mr. calling his name, he hurriedly put his schoolbag under his side, went to the Confucius sign and hooked his waist respectfully, turned around, Mr. Xiang did the same hook again, and went out.

"Zhou Simao!" Mr. Yun clicked on the second name a while after Yunyun left. The tall and long Zhou Mangzi left his seat before the word "Mao" was uttered by Mr. He also hooked his waist twice, if he was not surprised, but it was a little bit arrogant , glanced at Fusheng who was still standing by the square table with his head bowed. Mr. is sending these primary school students back one by one.What he meant was that if they were not released one by one and let them go out together, there would be a stumbling block in the school, and the students who had fought before would start to provoke each other as soon as they left the gate.Now it can save them from fighting on the street, and the advantage of this method can make students know how to be angry. If they want to memorize the book early, they can also take the first place after school, which also means rewarding.In fact, this group of naughty kids made an appointment a long time ago to sit outside the school after school, and go to the river beach outside the north gate to play together; even fighting is the same, sir, isn't it in a dream!

All those who went out saluted Confucius and Mr., and all the same with their small and cunning eyes, they brushed the restless Fusheng standing upright by the table.Fusheng didn't need to look up to know this.Poor Fu Sheng, from the moist and hazy squint, when he saw the feet of each classmate landing on the ground and carrying his body out when the threshold was passed, he felt as if this classmate took a certain part of his heart or body with him at the same time!It wasn't until the husband started blowing the hookah while his voice paused, that he himself suddenly woke up and realized that he was still whole—and only this whole body was left in this desolate and frightening study.

Obeying the order, Mr. Ximeng's mother, choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will die." Fusheng, who was reading four sentences mixed with some babbling, sat on the table alone. , I feel that the more I read, the bigger the house becomes. ... Zhou Mangzi is so happy right now!He must have hugged his trouser legs to catch crabs in the quiet river water that is no more than knee shallow!The crab is smaller than money, and it turns red when it dies. ...Yunyun is working with Nuo and they are digging sand, rolling sand treasures, making mud cannons, or maybe they are picking up tiles and blowing water.It's even more fun when you take a shower! "Come on, come on, come on, mangzi, let me give you a quick fix," Xing Wang Zhaoxiang bowed and disappeared, haha!A Zhaoxiang's head came out of the water over there, and you see him plopping and swimming over again... Playing like this, I don't know who suddenly made a joke: shouting "Guisheng—(or It’s a reckless man!) The mother of your house is here to look for you.” Then, Guigui, who was paddling in the water, would be startled, and hastily submerged his whole body in the water, only showing his face on the surface of the water, so as not to be caught. Mother found him on the shore. "Am I Guigui here?" "Auntie, he's not here, he went home early." So, Guigui's mother was deceived by another child's lies!And Guigui happily swims around there.If Guigui's mother hadn't come, the mean person would have to pour water on Guigui for a while. ... This is so mean that if you say "Mr. is here!", you will see that one or two are busy immersing themselves in the water, and only eight or nine faces are left floating on the water like a few melons. ,——This has to be proved by another person later that this is a joke, and everyone will return to the original state, laughing wildly...

"Read! Read! If you are not familiar with it, you are not allowed to transfer today!" The husband's words sounded like thunder in his ears, and only then did he call back Fusheng who was fascinated by the scene in the bath.In the study room, there was a sudden rush, then slow, monotonous and boring sound of reading, running out of the wall. *Whether this tender and slightly crying sound of reading can still attract the attention of every passerby passing by outside the wall, no one knows.But I believe that the bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang at the gate of the road at this time is more beautiful than the sound of books anyway.

After Fusheng saluted Confucius and Mr. Fu twice, he looked up. The sun on the wooden screen had already climbed to the top of the grapefruit tree.Although the ears are unwilling to accept the teacher's nagging lessons, the sound of the explosion of cabbage falling into the pan from the kitchen can be heard very clearly.The sound of cooking vegetables reminded him of the emptiness in his stomach and his desire to make amaranth soup into red rice for supper. Probably because of the redness and swelling of the eye sockets. At the entrance of the passage, Fu Sheng, who usually lingered for a while when he saw dogs fighting, obviously saw many children, and they were joking around Dai Bao, who was wearing a red veil and doing somersaults in the street. , He walked resolutely, unwilling to slow down his pace a little bit, and heard a few strange tunes hummed from Daibao's mouth that would make people laugh out loud!There is a pot of live eels in the road in front of the fence, and it is very interesting to be crowded in the pot!He couldn't bear to take another look. Made in May 1925
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