"Darwin!"

"Poof!"

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

"Hahahaha......"

Because Lao Yan was very low, he was already sitting in the first row, and when he stood up, he happened to be face to face with the teacher.

Teacher "Shi Yazi" choked on his unique answer in the world, sprayed all the sip of water he had just drunk into his mouth on Lao Yan's face, and coughed non-stop!

In order to maintain the "dignity" of the people's teachers, the "Shi Yazi" teacher, who was coughing and laughing, held the blackboard and turned her back to her classmates, for fear that her classmates would see her facial features twitching together when she was laughing at this time.

All the students were amused by the new "genre" of "Darwin".

"Darwin, hahahaha!"

"Darwin...... Haha!"

"Reach ...... You...... Text!"

"Poof!hahahaha!"

I don't know who drank the water and was teased and squirted!

Looking at Lao Yan at this time, his face and head were covered with water stains, and they were dripping down his face and chin "tick-tock".

Teacher "Shi Yazi" used countless psychological struggles to warn himself to remain reserved and serious in front of his students, but finally stopped his irrepressible laughter, and when he turned around and was about to stop this farce, he happened to see water stains dripping from Lao Yan's chin, and Lao Yan lost no time in wiping it with his hands from top to bottom......

This scene completely "stimulated" the "Shi Duck" teacher from the visual and sensory aspects.

"Aha......"

Teacher Shi Yazi, who didn't hold back his laughter, just uttered a strange syllable, immediately realized something, squatted on the ground, buried his head between his arms, and twitched to make a "woo" sound.

If you don't know the situation or someone passing by the class at this time, you will definitely think that the students have enriched their experience and the teacher is angry and crying.

Just as Jiajia, the class leader, was about to rush up to see what was going on with the squatting teacher who was making a "crying sound", I saw the teacher "rub" with lightning speed, and rushed out, leaving only a smiling voice in the distance: "The rest of the time is self-study......"

At this time, I suddenly thought of an idiom: "Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit." Although the first sentence of this idiom is used here, it is not quite in line with the reality of the "Shi Yazi" teacher, but the latter sentence is indeed a true interpretation of the situation when she ran out.

Since then, my brother Lao Yan has had a resounding title of "famous all over the world" in the class - Darwin!

Even the mustache barked for a long time!

It is also the only resounding nickname with "allusions"!

"Darwin!"

The time at school always flies quickly, and the days with classmates and teachers are always so short, I can't help but miss it.

Speaking of life.

After a long time, I slowly learned that my mother's plan to make shoes to make a living was not really sustained after all, and my mother had to go out to work.

I had already guessed the result, but the reality is this:

After her mother sold all the last shoes left to her by the shoe factory, all the tools and new leathers for handmade shoes were purchased, and the standard of a "small handicraft workshop" was reached.

But in the end, she was the only one in charge of the sales and production of the entire "production line".

Even if Nezha gave birth to "three heads and six arms", it is still difficult to last under the pressure of high intensity and heavy load.

My father said before that he was selling shoes, just once, just once, and then never touched it again.

So for a long time, only the mother herself kept buying leathers, making shoes, selling shoes, buying leathers, making shoes, and selling shoes.

As a result, the mother only had time to go out to buy new skins, sell shoes, and solicit business during the day, and then come home at night to start making shoes.

Only 4-5 hours of sleep a day.

After a month, I was very tired in terms of mental strength, energy and physical condition, and there were several cases where I hit my hand with an axe because I was sleepy when making shoes.

I was really forced to change jobs, and I happened to find an opportunity to cook for the construction site, so I no longer hesitated and decided at that time.

One weekend, about a month and a half after my mother went out to earn money, my father said, "Let's go to your mother today!"

"Great, haha!" I jumped up with excitement, so happy that I could finally see my mother.

At that time, I naturally didn't think about it so much, I only knew that my father might also want to see if my mother's work was tiring, hard, and what the working conditions were, but in fact, after knowing my father's actual purpose, I realized that I was just too naïve.

After a brief breakfast, my father rode the family's "only two-of-a-kind" girder bicycle and took me on a journey to visit my mother.

Since it's the "one of the two" bikes, why don't I ride one myself?

I'm not afraid to joke when I say it, and so far, at the age of my second year of junior high school, I don't know how to ride a bicycle, and this incident once made me a laughing stock in the class.

Why don't you ride it?

Of course, it's because I've never tried to ride it!

Why never tried?

Of course, it's because my father, who "cherishes my broom", will never allow me to try. The most important thing is not that I am afraid that I will be broken in the process of riding, but that I am afraid that I will break the bicycle in the process of learning!

If you violate your father's "ruling law" without permission, you will definitely have foreseeable consequences.

So I decided to try to be as calm as possible, and never touch the hero's brow!

My mother cooks on a construction site in a village, which is actually a mine site, and the workers are also mining workers.

The way to the road is all muddy paths, very bumpy, very difficult to ride, not to mention a "half-size" behind?

Walking and riding, the father and son walked for more than 2 hours before arriving at the construction site where their mother worked.

At around 11:00 a.m., my mother was cooking for the workers at the construction site, steaming steamed buns, and stewing vegetables.

I was very happy to see us come to see her.

"Mom!"

Ignoring the flour on my mother's body and the grease stains on my hands, I rushed into my mother's arms with all my might, breathing in the most intimate smell of my mother unscrupulously, enjoying the warmth and love of my mother that I had not tried for a long time, so soft, as if the whole world was quiet.

My mother carried me behind my back and quietly wiped away the tears in her eyes, slowly moved me to the front, looked at me carefully, and pretended to be angry and said: "Mom is covered with flour and oil stains, and your clothes are all dirty, go and go into the house with Dad to rest for a while, the rice is just cooked, let's have a meal together." ”

Then he was still in my ear and said mysteriously, "Mom will show you a good thing in a moment." ”

Then he turned his head and said to his father in disgust: "Why don't you say a word before you come, take the child to my house to drink some water, and I will bring you the meal after I am busy." ”

I only heard my father say "um", and my mother took the key and walked to the house.

In fact, it can be seen that my mother is very happy to see us, because in her heart, we are all she has, and we are the motivation for her to go out to work.

The house where my mother lives can also be called a dormitory, which is very simple, about 20 square meters, the area of the kang occupies 2/3 of the whole house, of course, it meets our local building standards, and there are some simple daily necessities on the ground, and nothing else.

It's really hard to imagine how she endured loneliness in that era when there was no TV, mobile phone and any other pastime?

After a while, my mother walked in with two large basins that were interlocked, but the basins were the size of manhole covers, and if I guessed correctly, it should be our family's lunch.

My mother skillfully unfolded the cloth, spread it on the kang, put the basin in the middle, and said happily to me mysteriously: "Dunzi, Mom wants to show you something good in this basin, do you want to see it?"

"Yes, yes, mom open it up, I'm a little impatient!" I told my mother after jumping twice in excitement.

As the mother opened the large basin that was upside down, she saw a huge steamed bun.

"Wow, such a big steamed bun!" I yelled in surprise.