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Chapter 3 [One Yuan Initial]

When the first lunar month begins, all things will be born; if a person who practices Taoism is agile, the foundation of the Tao will be built, just like a journey of thousands of miles, accumulated in a single step...

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"Bang bang bang--"

The knock on the door sounded again, but hesitated. It was obvious that my grandfather was not coming back. I opened the door bolt and saw an old man in ragged clothes standing outside, and a little girl with yellow face and messy hair. She looked only seven or eight years old at most, holding the corner of her grandfather's clothes with her little hands, looking at me timidly.

"Who are you looking for? Is there anything wrong?"

In the early 1990s, the reform tide did not bring much mud and sand, and there were few bad people and Lei Feng, so although I was alone in the face of this strange old man, I was not afraid, but asked him what was wrong.

The old man looked at me with his turbid eyes, but did not say anything, but took out a thick black glaze bowl from his arms and handed it to me tremblingly...

I was stunned for a moment and said quickly, "Grandpa, please wait a moment."

Most of the beggars in this era have a real difficulty. They don’t need money. They just stutter, even half a hard steamed bun will make them sincerely thank them.

When I was alone at home, I met many such beggars. Most of them came from the mountainous areas of Shandong and Henan. Because they were suffering from disasters, they really couldn't survive, so they came out to find stutters. So every time I met them, I would always give more food at home.

Soon, I ran back, poured a large bowl of fried rice full of eggs into the old man's black bowl, and stuffed two boiled eggs to the little girl. The old man kept saying thank you, but actually bowed to me before he walked away with his granddaughter.

Looking at the backs of the old and the young, I felt a little sad and very satisfied. Although I couldn't help them too much, I did a good thing after all, so that they could have a full meal...

"I hope they can be safe..."

While closing the door, I blessed their grandparents and grandchildren in my heart.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a fever in my lower abdomen, as if I was swallowing a piece of hot tofu whole, so hot that I wanted to scream out.

Fortunately, the heat disappeared quickly and vaguely turned into a cool gas, rushing up from the lower abdomen, spreading to my chest, turning to my arms and legs, and even some rushed to my head, and then quickly absorbed by my body, as if they had never appeared before.

But this feeling of heat and coldness is simply like a combination of ice and fire. It is very uncomfortable and comfortable. It makes me take a breath with a grin and stand there and dare not move.

After a few minutes, I tried to move and found that nothing special happened. Then I took the courage to walk back to the kitchen. When I wanted to serve the rice, I realized that the fried rice was given to the pair of grandparents and grandchildren.

"Wait..." I was stunned. Why did my body change like this just after I did a good job? I remember that the book of merit in the world was hidden near my lower abdomen and I don't know where the heat current also appeared in my lower abdomen. Could it be...

Damn, what kind of weird thing is this? With my experience as a sixth grade kid, I can't explain this strange thing for a while, and I just feel very puzzled.

Fortunately, my grandfather happened to come back and bought beef sauce and my favorite sandy black-sliced ​​watermelon. I finally didn’t have to go hungry.

At this time, there were not as many varieties and models of watermelons. The smallest one was two or three kilograms. The one bought by my grandfather was even bigger, weighing more than seven kilograms.

I put the watermelon in the bamboo blue, put the rope into the well to calm down, and then squatted beside the well, swallowing the saliva and waiting. After twenty minutes, I couldn't wait to lift the watermelon up and put it in the kitchen and break it open with a crack. What a guy, it's really thin and sandy, and a first-class product.

Just as I was about to take a spoon and scoop it, someone smiled and said, "Zhang Dong, where are you eating watermelons? Hehe..."

When I looked back, I found that it was Wang Zhan who grew up naked with me, and he was also my classmate. Every day we went to and from school, we walked together.

This kid's family is not as good as mine, so he often eats and drinks for many years. Of course, my childhood friend and I don't care about these things, but I just feel very strange. Why can this guy arrive in time as soon as I eat good food? I really don't admire it.

"Maodan, you guys came by coincidence. Let's eat watermelon together. After eating, you just went to school."

I had no choice but to give up the tempting idea of ​​scooping the food with a spoon, cut the watermelon into pieces, and greet Wang Zhan to eat it. My grandfather is old and has an old problem with cold stomach, so I didn't send it to him.

Wang Zhan never was polite to me. He reached out and took the watermelon and ate it. After eating three pieces in a row, the guy took a breath and said, "Old Zhang, I heard you fell off the ear of the Buddha? It's so awesome, didn't you hurt me?"

"If I get injured, can I still cut watermelon for you?" I smiled and shook my head, and asked him in a low voice: "I didn't go to school yesterday. How is the situation? Teacher Fan didn't check the summer homework he handed in, right?"

To be honest, I am not a good student, I have a middle-class grade and a serious attitude towards learning. I am now lying near the middle-class, and there are signs of sliding downstream.

The "bad students" in the eyes of us teachers all go crazy when the summer vacation is on. We don't remember to write summer homework until the last few days. Of course, there is not enough time. So we will write it randomly. Anyway, the teacher is busy at the beginning of school and rarely check summer homework.

But this Teacher Fan is our newly transferred class teacher, who specializes in the graduating class. My brothers have never been under her and can't figure out the situation. Moreover, I didn't go to school yesterday and didn't know anything, so I was very worried. I know my own affairs. Not to mention Teacher Fan's summer homework, university professors can't understand it...

"When get out of class was over yesterday, Teacher Fan said that he would comment on summer homework today..." Wang Zhan also said with great concern: "Lao Zhang, you shouldn't be..."

"What do you think?" I looked at him with a bitter face. It's really a difficult brother.

How should I pass Teacher Fan’s level? My head is so big...

***

I sat in class, a little anxious. My deskmate Liu Yuan stabbed me with a compass, pouted his lips and said, "Zhang Dong, you are past the 38th parallel!"

I looked at the line drawn with ballpoint pen on the table and ignored her. How could I pass Teacher Fan’s level? She won’t call her parents, right? My father has a bad temper. If he knew that I was doing summer homework randomly, he would have to use a belt to slap me.

"Hehe, what are you thinking about? Are you doing summer homework..." Liu Yuan raised his voice and looked at me proudly: "Why didn't Li Lei copy your homework?"

Li Lei sat in front of me, her house was not far from my house, occasionally... I would copy her homework once, but since my father discovered that he taught me a lesson, I have never copied it again. Liu Yuan really doesn't pick up any pot, and he can't get along with me.

Wang Zhan, who was sitting behind me, was about to support me when he suddenly saw the classroom door being pushed open, and a slim figure flashed in and immediately shut up. I looked up at the new head teacher, Teacher Fan, and was nervous and thumping, and I didn't care about quarrel with Liu Yuan.

To be honest, Teacher Fan is young and beautiful. It is said that she is a fresh graduate. She has white skin and a soft voice. We half-aged men are still at the age of falling in love, and they still like her quite a lot. But seeing the stack of summer homework books she holds in her hand, I would rather she be our class teacher.

"Hello, classmates, before class, let's talk about summer homework..."

Teacher Fan put down his summer homework book and suddenly raised his tone: "Next, I call my classmates, please stand up...Li Wei, Wang Weidong, Zhang Daniu, Zhang Dong, Wang Zhan..."

Wang Zhan shivered and stood up staggeringly. The two brothers and brothers looked at each other, and they wanted to lower their heads to the desk.

"I was very disappointed with the summer homework of these classmates. If you think such homework can be worthy of yourself and your parents, then please come up and take back the homework book. The teacher will think that nothing has happened..."

Teacher Fan stared at us with a cold look: "No one would think so, right? This means you still have shame and can save it. Please sit down. This time I will not call parents, nor will you lower your usual scores. I hope that the students will understand that you are already students in the graduating class. Next year, you will become a junior high school student. You should use the standards of older children to demand yourself. Zhang Dong, Wang Zhan, do you two understand?"

"I understand..." Wang Zhan and I hummed like mosquitoes, with more than a dozen people standing up, but Teacher Fan only ordered the names of the two of us. This shows that our summer homework is so that...

"Speak louder!"

"Understood!"

Wang Zhan didn't say anything. After Teacher Fan's stern questioning, I suddenly raised my head and answered loudly. The loud sound made the glass sway slightly, which not only surprised Teacher Fan, but also pushed down his glasses subconsciously. The classmates were also stunned and looked at me with horror.

What's wrong with me? I was also very surprised. In the past, in the eyes of my classmates and teachers, I was a kind of honest student who was at most a bit shy and bad at the most. It was impossible for me to have such courage.

At this moment, although I didn't know what happened, I felt a little different...
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