Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Man Who Trampled on the Ground
"Second master, I'm busy in a blink of an eye, you're going home, I'm going back too, I've fried all the melon seeds I'm going to sell in the next few days. By the way, don't try to play tricks, I will collect all the business money when I come back. ”
"You melon baby, first of all, I'm that kind of person, and secondly, you're a thief better than anyone else, I can play it. The second master said indignantly.
"It's good that you know. ”
Zhang Xingxing looked old-fashioned and said as a matter of course.
After all, the age of your second master in the previous life was older, and he was psychologically advantageous.
This is also what the second master has never understood in his heart, and he has been suppressed for some reason.
Why!
I'm one round older than him, that dead melon baby.
"It would be nice to have a bicycle and get home soon. ”
Thinking about going back tomorrow, I have to walk.
In the future, who will go out for dozens of miles......
"But I can't buy a bicycle now, and my family will build a tiled house and buy a bicycle at that time, so it's hard not to make people blush, so don't want to make a fortune in a low-key way." ”
"Let's get up early tomorrow and walk early, one-two-one, isn't it just two or three hours of walking, this is young, practice, and run a two-hour marathon is no problem." ”
I am a strong one, I really eat well, I can grow well, see if I have grown a little taller, I have already been stereotyped at this time in my previous life, but in this life, I eat so well, pork ribs and eggs every day...... The secretary of the red-hot brigade is definitely not so moisturized by himself.
There are notches on the door that I scratched last year.
"It's been a long time!"
It's a little longer.
Zhang Xingxing made another scratch on the original mark.
Visually the two are separated by 0.8 cm......
In the afternoon, Zhang Xingxing bought some summer gadgets for his family at the town's supply and marketing cooperative, such as incense to remove mosquitoes, such as pu fans, and some summer family clothes.
In this era when the countryside was covered with tattered patched clothes, it was not shameful to wear them, but the face was red when they were not in tatters.
At five o'clock the next day, Zhang Xingxing set off from Pengbu Town
Home, the place he fought for motivation.
Fame and fortune, if there is no appreciation of these families, it is like a brocade night walk, for example, you are very powerful, you will be worshiped by many girls, and those beauties like it, this kind of is no longer suitable for him Zhang Xingxing.
He Zhang Laohan, look at those like gods.
Those things are things that are not there in an instant, people will not always be vain, although when they are young, they like to be admired by others, liked, and pursued by beautiful girls, but once people have passed an age of fun, they find that they are nothing, but they are like tigers, otherwise not only will the evening not be guaranteed, but everything will not be guaranteed.
Just as the bus driver driving for a longer time, the speed will be slower and slower, the courage is getting smaller and smaller, can brake a step, will never rob that, if you meet the kind of driver who robs, then definitely do the bus driver this line of time is not long, just like some young private car novices who are immature in the brain, very excited, drag racing fast, grab the general, can not see others overtaking, follow the wild car, that is, those few seconds, a few minutes, may ruin their own or others' lives.
So the old driver has been doing it for a long time, he has seen a lot on the road, and even taken risks himself, and when they mature, they are in awe of driving in their hearts.
A truly mature person, a real master in the industry, the more he lives, the more he is full of awe.
For example, a person who does not cherish feathers, a person who does not care about means, and a person who does not care about ethics even if he has made temporary achievements, but he will never go further, and the final result will be to lose the trust of others, and all the efforts have been in vain, and no matter how heavy it is, he will lose his freedom and self-confidence, and even lose the chance of life.
Zhang Xingxing's cognition of many things in this era is not like those young people, not like the short-sighted second-class dealers at the moment.
Although the old man dared to do it, he was in awe, cautious, low-key, and cautious......
He Zhang Laohan still wants to be able to comfortably use wolfberry thermos cups for the rest of his life, walk his dog, and collect rent in more than a dozen houses.
And this requires a heart of awe to save oneself from disaster all the way.
I can't get in for myself, there are too many people in the first generation who go to the crooked building, and there are a lot of people who go in.
You have to stick to all the bottom lines.
Zhang Xingxing walked on the country road, his thoughts were flying, when he walked, he liked to think about some problems, maybe it was the boredom of walking, or when he was alone, that kind of thinking gave him a chance to be alone with his heart.
He enjoyed it.
Junior High School in Ha Cun Commune.
The second child of the Zhang family is now flushed.
"Zhang Qijin, copy your homework, why don't you give it, you're really as energetic as your name, right?!"
As he spoke, this person swept all the bookwork of the second child of the Zhang family to the ground, and he glared at Zhang Qijin fiercely.
"Wang Honghu, what are you doing? How can you do this, quickly pick up Zhang Qijin's book and apologize. ”
There was a girl study committee member next to him.
"Apologize, I haven't hit him yet!
Obey softly and swallow your anger, or ...... Go report to the teacher.
Zhang Qijin stood up.
The rest of the class stepped forward.
They don't think it's a big deal, it's better to fight.
In this era, most of them are corrugated and tigers.
Zhang Qijin did not report to the teacher, nor did he fight directly with the other party, but walked to Wang Honghu's desk and overturned his desk, and suddenly the books in Wang Honghu's desk were scattered all over the ground.
Wang Honghu didn't expect Zhang Qijin to lift his desk just now.
"Zhang Qijin, I'm going to beat you today, let me tell you, from today onwards, there will be no teacher to protect you. ”
"The teacher is here!"
"*** I haven't left yet, you're going to turn the sky upside down!"
A teacher scolded.
"Stop me. ”
The teacher who appeared was surnamed Luo, and he was Teacher Luo who had taught Zhang Xingxing for two years, but today Teacher Luo is leaving.
This is something that everyone knows.
's cousin Wang Honghui is going to replace him Luo Haoran.
Luo Haoran has been teaching in this commune middle school for five years, but he is about to be robbed of his job by the baby who just graduated from high school, there is no way, Wang Honghui and his uncle are all figures in the commune, and his father is also the captain of a large team in the Hecun commune.
"Wang Honghu apologized to Zhang Qijin, I haven't left yet, and I'm still your teacher for a day. ”
"My Luo Haoran Luo, Teacher Luo, you have it, my cousin will be here in a while, what do you have to do, I won't apologize, what's wrong?"
Luo Haoran was so angry that his nostrils smoked, but Zhang Qijin was about to vent his anger to Mr. Luo.
He knew that Lao Luo was squeezed away, this teacher he loved very much, why did they want him to leave, he taught them for two years.
clenched his fists and wanted to hit Wang Honghu.
However, he was stopped by Mr. Luo.
The teacher who squeezed him came, Wang Honghui, a nineteen-year-old offspring.
"Hehe, Teacher Luo, what's wrong, I just came to take over, and I saw that some students were going to beat Wang Honghu in front of you, Teacher Luo, your education has failed, but I'm here, I will change the status quo of junior high school education in Hecun Commune." ”
I'm asking for a recommendation ticket for the new week.