211 The love of metaphorical beauty
Teacher Rong taught flowers, fed fish, and took a walk every day, and the fatigue of half a year disappeared without a trace.
At first, Yu Yanmei was not suitable for this kind of life, she got up at six o'clock in the morning, and after getting up, she had nothing to do and then went to sleep.
It's not easy to be a leader, thousands of people are tossing under their eyelids, their nerves are tense all the time, and it's not a big deal if something goes wrong.
When he was on duty, he liked to walk around every corner of the school with his hands behind his back, looking at the grass and trees, bricks and tiles on the campus, and Master Rong seemed to feel that this was his world.
The day of Yu Yanmei is very moisturizing, every day in the wine field, parents please, teachers please, please, drink at noon, drink at night, drink every day, drink the stomach like Maitreya Buddha!
There are many certificates of Yu Yanmei, and there is no shortage of anything, and it is already a deputy high!
Yu Yanmei is most looking forward to the Chinese New Year, and this is the time when she can measure the degree of her cadre-group relationship.
He took out the teacher's roster and counted the number of teachers' visits with his fingers: Mountains and rivers, Kanazelan, calmly......
Hao Qian is the most real, the most,
His grandmother's laughter, as well as calmness and summer garden...... The stone of the latrine was smelly and hard, and I had never been to it once. Don't think it's your own ability to make some achievements, Lao Tzu won't promote you, see what you do!"
Yu Yanmei scolded like this until the morning of the ninth day of the new year.
Thirty-year-old Xia Yuan has obtained no less than 100 certificates, the bookcase is about to burst, there are excellent class teachers, excellent teachers, top-notch talents, excellent workers, etc., but he is still spinning in place, and he is not an officer.
Many people who are inferior to him are either transferred to the city or become leaders, Xia Yuan feels that he is better than them, but no one is promoted.
Is it really a response to such a sentence: "It's better to shoot well than to shoot well, and it's better to shoot well than to send it well".
Once, a man who was proficient in this way told him, "Now do this." ”
Xia Yuan understood what he meant, but Xia Yuan didn't believe it, and now it seems that he can't believe it.
Xia Yuan was very conflicted in his heart: "If you go, you will lose your personality, and if you don't go, you will always be in the same place." ”
His wife Mei Zihui persuaded her from the first day of junior high school to the eighth day of junior high school, and finally Xia Yuan decided to be cheeky tomorrow.
"What should I do if someone else finds out, what should I buy?"
Xia Yuan wandered and wandered in the supermarket, hesitating, and a waitress came over: "Sir, buy gift items?"
Xia Yuan lowered her head in a panic, embarrassed to look at her.
"Now it's all about gifts. ”
The little girl was sharp and recommended items to him from time to time, but he was harsh when he heard it, and he was embarrassed to retort: "How much is this wine?"
"Six hundred and six, this year is particularly popular. ”
"It's too expensive, is there anything cheap?"
"This three hundred and three. ”
"Is there anything cheaper?"
"It seems that you rarely give gifts, it's better not to give cheap ones, not only can't you do it, but you may also throw it out. ”
Xia Yuan glared at the little girl, very good eyebrows, why is it so worldly, it is really not like words, it is too vulgar and unbearable.
Xia Yuan walked away angrily, walked out of the counter and began to regret again: "Three hundred and three, three hundred and three, a week's food money ......"
He shook his head repeatedly, and the motorcycle smoked and left.
"Good fellow, it's so expensive, you headmaster dare to ......"
Mei Zihui said.
"Do you want to quit again?"
"It's all settled, will people return?"
"Keep it for yourself. ”
"Eighty yuan a bottle of wine, don't you drink heartburn?"
"Yes, too. ”
"Forget it, let's go!"
The next day, Xia Yuan said that he didn't want to get up, and his wife dragged him left and right before he got up, and he felt as shy as a thief.
Regret, sadness, nervousness, fear, weakness, I don't know what it feels like, a rush of brain surged into his heart, and he was almost out of breath.
I don't bother to brush my teeth, I don't bother to wash my face, and I'm listless. As soon as I went out, I met Xiao Jiang, and I also loaded a large bag in the car.
"Why are you going?"
"To my aunt's house?"
"What about you?"
"I'm going to my aunt's house?"
"Why didn't you bring any children?"
"Gone early, went early. ”
Both of them no longer talked, each with their own thoughts.
Xia Yuan walked first, just in time to meet the laughter of people throwing garbage.
"Where are you going?" asked Wen Ren with a smile.
Xia Yuan didn't care about speaking, increased the throttle and left.
Xiao Jiang also came,
"Where are you going?"
Hearing people's laughter and asking again, Xiao Jiang couldn't care about talking, and disappeared as soon as he slipped away, making people laugh and laugh, and he couldn't find the north.
"I hope Principal Yu is at home, and I hope there is no one. Xia Yuan thought as she walked.
Xia Yuan inquired while walking, and when she arrived at the door of the principal's house, the door was open, and Yu Yanmei was standing in the courtyard, unloading items by herself.
"Oh no, someone ......"
It was too late to retreat, Principal Yu grinned and greeted him, smiling so much that his teeth were higher than his nose: "Xia Yuan,...... Come on, come on!"
The man hurriedly turned his head to look at him, Xia Yuan screamed, his tongue was almost broken, it was really a coincidence, that person was Xiao Jiang.
"What's wrong?" asked Yu Yanmei
"Oh...... Oh...... It's really cold......" Xia Yuan hurriedly said
"Yes...... Be...... It's really ......cold," Xiao Jiang also echoed.
"Quick, quick, get inside!"
Yu Yanmei greeted, the two stopped talking, and carried their belongings into the house, Xiao Jiang looked at Xia Yuan at the same time, Xia Yuan also glanced at Xiao Jiang's gifts.
Six hundred and six wines, two cartons of drinks, two cigarettes, and two barrels of oil. The heart of jealousy suddenly burned: "Mom, Mom, my business is in vain." ”
Xia Yuan put down the wine and wanted to leave, but Principal Yu dragged him and didn't sprinkle it, and Xiao Jiang also persuaded him with good words, so he reluctantly sat down.
Xia Yuan knew that he was inferior to others, and there were very few words at the wine table, so he drank when he was called, and sat silently if he didn't drink.
Principal Yu showed off, saying that this was coming, and that was coming, Xia Yuan was even more ashamed, so he asked, "Did you hear that people came?"
"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming on the first day of junior high school. ”
Yu Yanmei said, scolding in her heart: "His grandmother's ball." ”
Xia Yuan was also angry in his heart: "Clean sycophant!"
After a few cups, Xia Yuan still said to leave, but Principal Yu didn't let go, so he had to make an excuse: "There are relatives at home." ”
Xia Yuan rushed home in a huff.
"Did you accept it?" asked Mei Zihui
"I didn't give in at all. ”
"Ah...... Yes...... That's right. ”
Xia Yuan told the story of 1510, and also talked about Principal Yu's immodesty, which shocked his wife and sighed again and again: "People's hearts are not ancient, people's hearts are not ancient." ”
"Did you ask?"
Xia Yuan suddenly woke up: "I forgot." ”
His wife Mei Zihui was anxious: "What are you selling?"
"There's little ginger, I'm embarrassed to say. ”
"Then call tonight. His wife ignored him angrily.
Xia Yuan was depressed, and it was uncomfortable to stand, sit, and lie down, and it was easy to get in the way of darkness.
Xia Yuan couldn't screw Mei Zihui, so he had to be cheeky and pick up the mobile phone as heavy as a mountain, bad luck, low self-esteem, sadness, and hope for everything, which will be unforgettable in this life and this life.
"Principal Yu?"
"Ah...... Yes, you are ......"
"I'm Xia Yuan. ”
"Ah...... Is there something wrong?"
"That's right, I think...... Want to ......"
His wife looked at him, her tongue was about to swallow in, and she snatched it and grabbed it and said, "Principal Yu, Xia Yuan is asking for progress, and I want you to be promoted, isn't there still a shortage of people in the position of the director?"
"Okay, okay...... Yes...... I'm thinking about considering ......"
His wife put down the phone, and Xia Yuan hurriedly asked, "What did Principal Yu say?"
"He said 'consider, consider'. ”
"There's a play!"
The family fantasizes in a frothy smile.