Chapter 65: Diary [13]

It was cloudy on Sunday, October 31

Today is a day off, no need to go to school, early in the morning my mother asked me to take the food book and food stamps, oil stamps to the grain station to buy 10 catties of rice, a catty of vegetable oil back. I reluctantly took the rice bag and the empty oil bottle on the road, and when I passed by Hu Bo's door, I specially called her to go to the grain station with me, because I knew that every time I went back to the grain station to buy rice, I had to wait in a long line, and it was too boring to stand there and wait stupidly, so I called Hu Bo to chat together.

As soon as I arrived at the grain station, I saw that the long queue had stretched from the station to about 200 meters on the road, and most of the people in line were housewives who took advantage of the break to stock up on rice and oil, but I didn't expect that there were many children holding cabbage in the winding and undulating queue today. It looks like we'll have to wait at least three hours before it's our turn. Hu Bo was still smart, she took her red wool and half-knitted scarf in advance, and she didn't know where to find a plastic bucket, which turned upside down on the ground to become a ready-made bench, and sat on it to weave the scarf.

Hu Bo and I were chatting for a while, and suddenly I remembered a question, I asked Hu Bo if he knew what the relationship between Section Chief Zhu of the Student Section and Teacher Chen, the music teacher, had anything to do with him? I still haven't figured out why Huang Cheng called Teacher Chen at the door of the printing room to find Section Chief Zhu that day. Hu Bo looked at me in surprise when he heard my question, and asked me what I was doing when I bumped into them? I asked them what they could do? Hu Bo looked at me with a look of feeling that rotten wood could not be carved, and they were secretly heard by a few boys hiding in the locker in the school's warehouse where sports equipment were kept, this is already an open secret of the whole school, don't you know? Oh my God, how can the adult world be like this, shouldn't the teacher be the most respected, a role model for others, a model for others, a model for teaching and educating people?

Teachers are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, in order to achieve their own goals, it is nothing to occasionally sell their souls? Throughout the ages, so many beautiful women have done things that have harmed the country and the people for their personal desires, what is our Teacher Chen, just to evaluate the title, increase the grade, increase the salary, and make a little sacrifice at work more smoothly, and it is nothing, Section Chief Zhu Tu Teacher Chen's young beauty, Teacher Chen Tu Zhu Section Chief Zhu has a little power in his hands, and everyone takes what they need. These words came out of Hu Bo's mouth easily, and I was really surprised that Hu Bo's current outlook on life and worldview are still consistent with the ideological and moral and political courses we usually learn.

Hu Bo finally said, 'You are still young now, and you don't understand the complexity of society, and when you enter the society in the future, you will know that the knowledge we are learning now is actually not bullshit, and the real usefulness depends on whether you can be shameless to the limit!' made her seem to understand everything, and I didn't bother to pay attention to her.

When I was bored, I suddenly saw a pair of familiar figures coming from a distance, Xiao Zeng and Huang Cheng came from the direction of Huang Cheng's house together, I hurriedly waved to them, it turned out that they also came to the grain station to buy rice, I asked them to stand next to us, Xiao Zeng teacher felt that it was not good to cut in line, I said it didn't matter, just think Hu Bo was to help you line up. Teacher Xiao Zeng was very interested in the half-knitted scarf in Hu Bo's hand, and Hu Bo taught her hand in hand, so it seems that Teacher Xiao Zeng is not like our teacher at all, just like a young lady next door.

Monday, November 1 was cloudy with light rain

There will be no classes today, and there will be mid-term exams all day long, Chinese and English in the morning, and math and physics in the afternoon. Since the beginning of self-study, most of the students in the class are using pencils to write some possible content in the corner of the desk, cheating when preparing for the exam, I think this is the time when the whole class is the most serious to study.

When everyone was complacent about their preparations, the head teacher, Mr. Zeng, took the test paper to the podium and said earnestly, 'The students in the front three rows and the students in the back three rows should be reversed, and the schoolbags should be put in place, just bring the pencil case to change the position!' As soon as I heard this, those who had made sufficient preparations on the desk suddenly sighed like a ball of ungas, and reluctantly rubbed the seats to exchange seats, among which Hu Bo was the one who sighed the most, and secretly arched his hands when passing by my seat, and said please, please. I thought to myself, don't you know everything, I don't understand anything about jokes, why did you ask me again for the exam. However, I was a good friend, and I couldn't see death without help, so I still handed Hu Bo a note during the final exam, which contained partial answers to fill-in-the-blank questions and multiple-choice questions. Huang Cheng, who was sitting next to me, scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, seeing that he was still working hard during this time, I secretly moved the scroll to him, and he glanced at me gratefully and quickly copied it.

Today's exam went very well, and several key points checked by the teacher appeared, because I had prepared well in advance, and the top three in the class for this midterm exam were fine. After the exam, Hu Bo was very happy, she felt that I had helped her a lot in this exam, and she must express that she would invite me to drink soda. Just when the two of us were drinking orange-flavored soda at the commissary at the school gate, I saw my dad hurrying in the direction of the school, I hurriedly stepped forward to stop my dad, only to see my dad frowning and saying to me with an anxious face, 'Your mother is hospitalized again, I will stay in the hospital tonight to take care of your mother, you take good care of your brother, don't let him run around!' After speaking, I didn't wait for me to ask my mother if it was serious, and turned around and went back.

As soon as I heard that my mother was hospitalized again, an ominous feeling arose, last night my mother covered her chest and kept shouting that it hurt, her face turned white in pain, and she barely fell asleep after taking a lot of painkillers. I remember when I was a child, my mother was still quite plump, and I honestly went to work in the textile factory every day in the wind and rain, and was rated as the 38 Red Flag Bearer every year, and I was a diligent person praised by everyone.

My mother is illiterate, and I can't even write my own name, because there are many younger brothers and sisters in the family, lack of labor, and my mother works like a boy since she was a child. The burden of hundreds of pounds weighed on my mother and cried as she walked, there was no way! When I was sixteen years old, I was introduced to the city by someone to become a textile worker, and I was really happy at that time, and finally changed from a rural person to a city person, no need to dig silt, no need to do farm work, no need to raise chickens and feed pigs, my mother said that I woke up with a smile when I fell asleep at that time. When my mother was 20 years old, I was introduced to my father who worked in the same factory, and I met ***** soon after I got married. Now life has finally improved, but why is the health not good, you must know that my mother is only 38 years old this year, if my mother has any three long and two short, what can I do? I can no longer write, my tears have wet the notebook, if there is really a Buddha in this world, Bodhisattva, God, please bless my mother, I sincerely pray!