Chapter 13 little bell

In Wangjia Town Primary School in the northern suburbs of Beijing, there are about a dozen principals, teachers, and servants, and there is no one who does not say that little Linger is smart and cute.At the beginning of each semester, most of the fellow students at the same level would choose him as their prefect. After the other children entered school, the teacher always called him by his scientific name, but Xiao Linger's name—Desen—seemed to be a fiction.The principal often said: "Little bell is really like a small brass bell, it will ring when you touch it!" After class, the teacher always pulls the little bell to gossip, and doesn't let him go until all the other children are gone.That day when the teachers and students were gossiping, the teacher asked by the way: "Little Ling'er, what disease did your father die of? Do you remember what he looked like?" "I don't remember! Ask my mother when I get home!" Little Ling'er was crying. , When talking, the eyes can't help looking away.

"Little Ling'er looks so good at this picture, I'll give it to you!" Seeing Xiao Ling'er's pitiful look, the husband hurriedly took a picture from the bookshelf and gave it to him. "Sir! Thank you—who is this man?" "Isn't this the Li Hongzhang we often talk about!" "That's him! Bah! He made peace with Japan!" Little Ling'er looked at the picture and then at her husband with her bright eyes. "Take it! Have you forgotten the history of national humiliation we talked about yesterday? When you grow up, go to Japan, don't be like Li Hongzhang!"

"Just like him? I knocked my head off, and I can't make peace!" Little Ling'er paused for a while, and then continued: "I will talk about this topic at the lecture tomorrow, sir! When I give a speech, why does my face always have a fever Woolen cloth?" "Practice slowly and you won't blush! It's time for Ling'er to go back! Good! Come early tomorrow!" Mr. Li lay on the bed fluently. "See you tomorrow, sir!" Little Ling'er picked up her schoolbag and walked out of the school singing the little goat song. Every day after school, little Ling'er always sang all the way to the door of the house. When her mother saw the singing, she came out and opened the door; today she suddenly changed: "Mother! Open the door!" she knocked on the door impatiently with her small fist. "Why did you come back so late today? Your uncle came just now!" Little Ling'er's mother put the needle and thread in her hand on her head and opened the door for him.

"Where are you? Uncle! Uncle! Why don't you come here all the time?" Little Ling'er hurriedly ran into the house. "You have finished listening! Your uncle waited for you for a long time, and left after waiting impatiently; he came back half the day!" His mother said with a smile. "Really! Why did this happen today! It would be great to tell Uncle about Li Hongzhang!" "Hey! Are you bickering with someone again? Who? With Li Hongzhang?" "Mother! You want to go to school, but you really can't, Li Hongzhang is dead!" He took out the picture from his schoolbag and showed it to his mother, "This is not him; isn't it the spy who made peace with Japan!"

"You child! You don't know any rules! When your uncle comes, you should ask him to take you to learn crafts. I know what Li Hongzhang is doing?" "Learning crafts, I don't want to do it! I am now a prefect and I am slowly moving up the ranks. I will be the headmaster one day! How wonderful!" He shook his head and said to his mother. "Don't be so beautiful! Buy me thread! The blue one and the white one are the same copper!" After dinner, little Ling'er sat with his mother, reading under the lamp; his mother made some needlework for others.When he was tired of reading, he chatted with his mother. "Mom! Does my father have pockmarks on his face?"

"Where did I mention this? How clean his face is!" "Does my father love me? Has he ever bought me food?" "You forgot all about it! One day when you came back from outside, you didn't hug you first. Your aunt often said to him: 'This is really your golden egg, hold it! It will really be a high-ranking official in the future to honor your ancestors!' You My father just smirked, raised your little toe, and kissed it sweetly, making your aunt laugh and annoyed. ——You were really white and fat back then, really spouse." Little Ling'er listened to his mother's words with good eyesight, as if listening to a joke, stayed for a long time and asked again:

"Has my aunt ever hit me?" "No! Don't think she treats me badly, she treats you like true love. That year you had mouth sores and cried in the middle of the night, but she got up and carried you on her back, walking around the room, saying, 'Golden eggs! Golden eggs! Good boy! Don’t cry! Your father will definitely come back! How delicious it is to bring you persimmon frosting sugar! Good boy! Don’t cry!’” “My father died that year? How did he die?” "Not in the second half of the year! Your aunt also went with him. If it wasn't for you, why would I still be alive?" Xiao Ling'er's mother put down her needlework and sighed, tears streaming down like beads of broken threads!

"Didn't your father die in the battle of Nanjing? Humph! I don't know where the bones are flying!" After hearing this, little Ling'er jumped off the kang, drew her fists to the north and south, and said loudly, "Don't worry! I'll avenge my father when I grow up! I will attack Japan first and then Nanjing!" "What do you want? Hurry up and give Let me pour a bowl of water! Don’t think about that, you will be considered a filial son if you grow up and support me well. After pouring the water, it’s time to go to bed, so get up early tomorrow!” His mother continued to do her work, and little Ling'er lay under the quilt, poking her head out and in, and did not fall asleep until more than two days later.

"Run, run, shoot! Hit!" Xiao Ling'er punched his mother's leg. "Oh, what's the matter! This child has eaten too much again! Look! The quilt has been kicked aside, Ling'er! Wake up quickly! Cover up and go to sleep again!" "Mother! I'm so happy! They've lost!" Little Ling'er opened her eyes and fell asleep again. The next day, little Ling'er got up very early, and ran all the way to school, instead of bowing to her husband, she went to find his schoolmate first.Gathered a few strong ones, and squatted on the horns of the gymnasium.

Little Ling'er said: "I'm going to have a meeting, no one else, just a few of us. Every morning and evening, we all practice our body and beat each other. Don't be in a hurry when it hurts. After practicing for several years, we will keep you safe." I can go to Japan; I have one more level, and after I have beaten Japan, I will go to Nanjing.” "Okay! Okay! Let's do it like this! I'll make you the leader. Let's all have a name so that others don't understand, okay?" said a fourteen or fifteen-year-old man named Zhang Chun with pimples on his head.

"My name is a tiger," Li Jincai said, "They all call me Li Dazui. If my mouth is really like a tiger, I must eat them!" "I, my name is Peacock!" said Wang Fengqi, the son of a bird dealer. "What's my name? I don't want wolves and tigers," said little Ling'er. "The more powerful the better! If you say Tiger is bad, I won't be with you!" Li Jin said with his lips curled up. "Why don't you call yourself a curly-haired lion? Didn't you say, 'The lion is the king of all beasts'!" Wang Fengqi said. "No! No! I have great strength, and my name is a lion! Desen should be called a leopard!" Zhang Chun pushed the others away and said, patting Xiaoling'er on the shoulder. While talking happily, the teacher yelled from over there: "You guys are not going to teach the room temperature class, what are you doing squatting there?" At a glance, Xiao Ling'er's voice softened slightly, "Little Ling'er, why are you squatting there too?" ? Go to the classroom!" Everyone slipped away slowly, and when the husband entered the room, they got together to discuss their matters again. In less than half a month, a strange thing happened in the school—the little Linger, who never provokes anyone, would be told by someone: "Sir! Little Linger punched me!" "Nonsense! Little Linger How can he beat someone? Don't bully him to be honest!" The husband said decisively, "Call Xiao Ling'er!" Little Ling'er wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "Sir! I really hit him. I tried to play. I dare not..." "Go! It's nothing important! Don't do this in the future, such a small matter, is it worth telling? Really!" After the husband finished speaking, little Ling'er and the aggrieved child came out. "Sir! Little Ling'er saw us on duty, but he said that we were weak and unworthy, and he called us Little Japan, and he used a pointer as a gun to compare us with." Several little girls used the charcoal Stripped hands, wiping tears. "It's like this! What a bad learner! Call him, I'll ask him!" said the husband very unhappy. "Sir! They are on duty, don't they have a good time, three people move a chair. - Besides, I didn't draw them." Little Linger glared at them viciously. "I think you have learned badly from Zhang Chun in the past few days, the best boy, how can you learn from him!" "Who is with the curly haired lion... Zhang Chun..." Xiao Ling'er turned her face away and stuck out her tongue. "What did you say?" "Who is with Zhang Chun!" "I'm too embarrassed to punish you. You help them sweep the floor. After sweeping, quickly draw the national humiliation map. Otherwise, I really want to..." The husband didn't even look up, and only cared about the results of the modification. "Sir! I don't need to sweep the floor, let's draw a map first! When the exhibition is held, I will let everyone see it! Didn't you say that people in our country don't know patriotism?" "Alright! Go draw! You Don't cry too! Hurry up and sweep the floor, and go home after sweeping!" Little Ling'er came out together with them, and not far away, she saw those naughty boys standing at the base of the wall, waving to Little Ling'er, and calling in a low voice: "Leopard! Leopard! Come on! We are all waiting!" "Sir asked me to draw a map!" "What map, if you don't come, you can't do it!" When they were talking, they swarmed up and pulled the little bell to the gymnasium. He yelled: "No! No! Sir will blame me!" "Isn't training the body to be beaten? Haven't you heard what Mr. said? What's the matter? By the way: 'Children of Sparta, you are not afraid of hiding the kitten in your pants!' The beating is tomorrow's business, first Let's go! Let's go!" Zhang Chun said while making an analogy.Little Ling'er frowned, and came to the corner of the playground with everyone and said, "Let's talk! What are you doing today?" "Today is good! I figured it out! There is a little devil who rides a small bicycle and passes outside the north wall of our school every day. Let's find a way to beat him?" Zhang Chun said. Li Jincai rushed to say: "I know, too. He is a child of the North Street Foreign Church." "Don't be careless! We all wear school badges and uniforms. When we hit him, wouldn't he recognize him?" Xiao Xiao said Linger. "What a timid guy! The man dares to act bravely, and the master punished us without asking him. Didn't you say that Xue Guo was ashamed to beat foreigners?" Li Jincai said, pointing to the teacher's room. "Yes! But if I tear my clothes off, won't my mother beat me?" Little Ling'er stood up and dusted off the dirt on her body. "You really don't need to go! You're so timid, why are you still going to Japan?" Wang Fengqi pointed to Xiao Ling'er's face. "What are you doing! Listen to you! Let's go..." Xiao Ling'er blushed, and slipped out along the wall with the crowd, without taking her schoolbag. The next morning, the principal showed a very annoyed look, and hung a white sign outside the auditorium, which read: "De Sen Zhang Chun...does not follow the school rules, corrects the crowd and fights,...repudiates according to the regulations..." In January 1923, "Nankai Quarterly", the second and third joint issues of travel Lao She finished his breakfast without knowing what he ate; if Lao Xin hadn't poured half a jar of cold water on his (Lao She's) head, maybe he would have fallen asleep again in the dining room!Lao Xin was a diplomat. He was well-dressed, his face was oily and shiny, and he spoke half English and half Chinese, with the same intonation as music.Diplomats always like to take advantage, and Lao Xin is the same: rub double butter when eating bread, and before others do it, rub five pieces of bread first and put them on his own plate.The behavior of Lao Fang—a candidate scientist—was different from Lao She and Lao Xin: he stared at the small piece of butter that Lao Xin wiped, and slowly chewed a piece of bread in his mouth, thinking about the ingredients of butter And the manufacturing method, assuming that the moisture in the butter is 1.07?Suppose you add 0.67 salt? ... Before he finished thinking, Lao Xin inserted the piece of butter with the tip of the knife very lightly. After breakfast, Lao She suggested to go to sleep first, and then talk about other things.Lao Xin and Lao Fang didn't agree at all, and forced him to pack his things in order to catch the 9:45 train.Lao She had no choice but to rub his eyes, put all the odds and ends in a small box, and secretly put the three apples he bought yesterday—one for each person—in his own bag, ready to eat. Enjoy it at home where no one is around.After packing up the things and paying the hotel bill, the three of them ran to the station, bought tickets, and got on the train; what a coincidence, the train drove away as soon as they got on the train.As soon as the car drove away, Lao She put his hands on the apples in the bag and closed his eyes again. Lao Xin and Lao Fang lit a cigarette and began to debate: Lao Xin said from the perspective of a diplomat that he should not live in Baz yesterday, We should go from London to Buzzard in one go, and from Buzzy back to Barts; this way, at least it will save a few shillings, and it will make people look like they have travel experience.As for Lao Fang, he hummed and supported Lao Xin, and looked at his watch with good eyes, calculating the speed of the train. When the train arrived at Bulisitu, the two of them pushed Lao She to wake up, and took out all the apples in Lao She's bag.Lao Xin took the two big ones and gave the small one to Lao Fang; Lao Fang immediately stood on the platform and remembered the story of Newton watching an apple. After leaving the station, Lao Xin planned to find a hotel first, put down his things, and then go shopping.Lao Fang advocated first going to the university to see a professor of chemistry, and then looking for a hotel.Both of them had good reasons, and neither of them would let the other go. Lao Xinyue said that it would be better to go to the hotel first, and Lao Fangyue said that he must go to see the chemistry professor first.The more you talk, the less you can get together, the more you talk, the less you can stick to the topic. As a result, Lao Xin called Lao Fang a "science cow", and Lao Fang called Lao Xin a "diplomatic dog". Said to Lao She: "Say it! What should I do!? Say it!" Lao She yawned, rubbed his eyes, wiped his eyes, and said weakly: "There is a hotel nearby. If you pat your head, count it. If you find it, count it. When you find a hotel, put down your things, Lao Fang hurried to see it." University professor. Come back quickly after watching the university professor, and let’s go shopping together. Before Lao Fang comes back, Lao Xin can go around the street, and me, let’s take a nap, what do you think?” Lao Xin Lao Fang all laughed, Lao Xin canceled Lao Fang's "Scientific Cow", and Lao Fang also withdrew his "Diplomatic Dog"; and they all praised Lao She for being so smart, and he almost had the hope of becoming a "Sleeping Fairy". As soon as he turned around the train station, Lao Fang's eyes were sharp (because he was wearing glasses), and he saw a sign on the door of a house: "There is a room for rent." He walked straight forward without waiting to discuss with others.Before he could reach the door of the house, an old woman with no hair or teeth stuck her nose out of the window and said to him, "I'm sorry!" Old Fang Huo'er!Why did you refuse before asking her?Are yellow-faced people so worthless?The old Xiang didn't get angry very much, and he didn't talk about state affairs easily; he was really annoyed at being so angry with the old woman!It's almost necessary to slap her twice in the past to relieve her anger!Lao Xin came over with a smile: "Old Fang is planning to save money! The old woman won't take you, a yellow-faced ghost! You'd better listen to me and find a hotel!" Lao Fang was speechless, and glanced at Lao Xin; followed Lao Xin to find the hotel.Lao She followed behind, yawning every step of the way, wishing he could just lie down on the street and sleep! I found a hotel, the price is a bit more expensive, but it is not bad to accept Chinese people.Lao Xin put down the small box and went out, Lao Fang hired a car to go to college, and Lao She lay in the house and slept. Lao Xin and Lao Fang came back, woke up Lao She, and discussed where to go to play.Lao Xin planned to go to the coast first, and Lao Fang wanted to go to Chad first to see the jade shoots and stalactites in the ancient cave and other things related to science.Lao She had no idea, and kept talking about being sleepy. "Look," Lao Xin said, "go to the coast to take a bath first, and then come back and wander around the place not far from the dead rabbit. After shopping, eat and sleep—" "Yes!" Lao She was much happier when he heard the word "sleep". "Wouldn't it be better to check it out tomorrow?" Lao Xin continued, looking at Lao Fang with his eyes closed. "What's there to see on the coast!" Lao Fang said: "A piece of sand, a piece of water, a group of girls showing their legs to tease people, what else?" "What's there to see in the ancient cave?" Lao Xin protested: "A piece of rock, a group of people are running around in the black hole!" "The smallest stalagmites in the cave will take four thousand years to form. What do you know—" Before Lao Fang finished speaking, Lao Xin interrupted: "The oldest girl on the coast is only twenty-five years old, what do you know—" "In the ancient cave, you can see the strata—" "A breath of fresh air on the coast—" "In the ancient cave you can—" "On the coast you can—" The more the two talked, the more chaotic they became. Neither listened to the other nor could they hear the other.After shouting for a while, the two came to Lao She: "Say it, listen to you! Don't waste any more time!" Lao She looked into Lao Xin's eyes and said in his heart: If he doesn't agree to go to the coast, he must bury me alive!Another look at Lao Fang's expression: Huh, if you don't go to the ancient cave with him, he will have to be dissected tonight!He rubbed his eyes and said, "What you're arguing about is just a matter of time—" "What diplomats are fighting for is 'sequence'!" Lao Xin said. "Time and space—" Lao She didn't wait for Lao Fang to explain the definition of time and space, and said quickly: "Well, let's go outside to have a look first. If there is a car going to the coast, go to the coast first; Let’s go to the ancient cave first. I don’t have a definite idea, and it doesn’t matter if you go or not; it’s fine if you go separately, I’ll sleep here alone, it’s safer than anything else!” "Did you come out to sleep?" Lao Xin asked. "Sleeping too much is harmful to the body!" Lao Fang said. "What should we do?" Lao She asked. "Go out and see if there is a car!" Lao Xin made up his mind. "Is it a train or a car?" Lao Fang asked. "It doesn't matter." Lao She replied. The three of them arrived at the train station first, and the train to the coast had just left. There were two more trains, but both arrived after four o'clock in the afternoon.So I ran to the bus station again, and found that all the bus tickets I found were sold out, and one family still had a few tickets. It seemed that the three Chinese people deliberately refused to sell them. "What should I do?" Old Fang asked. Lao Xin was speechless. "Go back to sleep!" Lao She laughed. In the third issue of "Journal of Studying in Britain", March 1929