The days of studying are always like years for me, who is like a scumbag, and I always wonder: why is a class so long, but there are only 15 minutes between classes?

It's like this mixed up to the fourth grade, the happy thing is that in the fourth grade, we are no longer in the same classroom with the third grade, and suddenly I feel like the navel is peeing, but the homeroom teacher who taught us has changed one, his name is Yuan Kunrong, a height of one meter and six years, and he has more powerful teeth, and the big eyes like two bull's eyes are highly myopia, and there is a pair of glasses like a magnifying glass on the bridge of his nose, and his hearing doesn't seem to be very good, but he is very good, and his temper is better than that

"Wang's father" Mr. Zhang is much better. Like me

The "good students" could not spoil the atmosphere in the class, so they were placed in the last row of the class against the window.

At that time, the village primary school was outside the window, and the main road in the village was next to the classrooms, but every time a villager passed by the window, I would look at him kindly until I couldn't see him, and then write on his back with helpless eyes: "I will not be far away...... The windows of the classroom were made of wood and strung with thin steel bars strung into them, and the windows of the school were in disrepair, and one of the thin steel bars had broken one end, so I found an old hacksaw blade at home and brought it to the school...... I can only take advantage of the work of the class and the class teacher Yuan's class, desperately sawing the steel bar on the window, not long, the other end of the broken steel bar has been sawed off, but I still can't put my head out, so there is still no way to get out of the window, so I sawed off another intact steel bar on the side, and no one in the classroom dared to report me, except for knowing that I am the dean's nephew, they are afraid that I will retaliate for getting a snake or a toad or stuffing them in their school bags, and besides, I have reported that the parents have come before, and there is no result, so everyone simply turned a blind eye。

No matter how much the rebar is sawed off from the window, there will still be it

"Squeak" that piercing and sharp sound, so other teachers' classes dare not operate, and wait until the class of Mr. Yuan, the head teacher who is a little deaf, then you can start to do it, but you can only start when he writes on the blackboard, even then he will write on the blackboard to stop, he has always thought that the classroom is inside

"Squeak Squeak" The sound of the saw blade is the friction sound of chalk and the blackboard, but it seems that it is not so sharp, so he needs to stop for a while to judge, and when he stopped, I also stopped the work of the sawtooth, so it didn't take long for the two window strips to break, on Mr. Yuan's class, I basically went out of the window to go around, and then turned back before class, since then there are a lot of toads, frogs, field chickens and other small animals in the class, and the teachers are often puzzled how there are always toads and frogs to listen to their teaching, and it is quite lively, a trend and harmony。

Of course, paper can't contain the fire, and there will always be a time when the East Window incident happens, but this time I'm still planted in the hands of the complainant.

Good things don't go out, bad things spread in a thousand ways, and this matter was sued by my dear uncle who loved the world to complain, and his mouth was foaming at the mouth, and he also asked my mother to pay for the whole window.

Let's be honest, I have a memory, since I was a child, I have always suspected that my uncle is not my relative: when I was very young, I was always able to get a reward from my aunt and uncle Murakami, and once I finally got a round biscuit, and my uncle came over and said: Uncle will make you a moon, okay, take a bite and become the moon, and then say that uncle will make you a winding board for your grandmother, and then take another bite in turn, and finally say that I can also turn you into an axe, and the spool is half of it, and the winding board has become an axe...... A big biscuit, and in the end he tricked it all into his stomach, and the heartbroken howl cried...... The muscles in my calves must have something to do with my uncle, and he got me a lot of money for his exaggerated complaints

There is an alley between my uncle's house and my house, and he raised a group of chicks in the alley, and while my mother was not paying attention, I grabbed a handful of rice from the rice jar and slipped through the side door of the backyard to the back of the alley

"Giggle ......", scatter the rice, and his chickens will come to eat the rice, and when they catch one, they will twist their heads, and kill them four, five, seven, or eight before they go to do their homework, and it won't be long before you stay at home and hear his surprised and surprised voice: "Huh...... Strange, why did this little chicken die again!", after dinner, I heard my uncle yelling at his brother at the door again: "Brother (his brother is the head of the veterinary station), how can my chickens have been dying every three or five times......", the voice of the father who parked the bicycle came from outside the door: "How do I know, bring some oxytetracycline to the chickens tomorrow", yes, you stupid, your brother is not the director of the public security bureau and he also filed a case for you to investigate?

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