"Alas, it's not good to be out of school, it's not good to be out of school!"

After Guan Xiaojun pinched all the wheat grains on the ground into the woven bag, he sighed to Guan Yang while tying the mouth with a rope, "This is still not to school, and the rations are spilled all over the ground!"

Guan Yang said with a smile: "Okay, I have no problem bringing food every time, why is there an emergency as soon as I come to you?"

Guan Xiaojun's face was dusty, hot and sweaty, and the sweat drew obvious marks on his face, and finally collected on his neck and was sucked off by the collar of the cultural shirt.

At this time, his chest and back were already soaked with sweat, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water.

Guan Yang was distressed when he saw it, and took out a new towel from the bag on the bicycle and handed it to Guan Xiaojun, "Look at you're hot, quickly wipe your sweat!"

Guan Xiaojun took the towel, wiped it on his face, put the towel around his neck, looked up and squinted at the sky, "It's too hot this day! ”

He pushed the cart and put his leg on the bar, "Let's go, let's go to school first!"

Fengshan Town is almost ten miles away from Guandimiao Village, because of the rain some time ago, the ground was pressed out of the grooves by the passing vehicles, and there were few flat places.

At this time, it is necessary to test the riding skills, people who can ride a bicycle can always ride along the small gang, if they can't ride, they can only walk along the ditch on the road, and they can't ride in the narrow ditch, and it is easy to fall.

Guan Xiaojun was engrossed in riding the car, and rode for more than three miles before he reached the relatively flat road.

In fact, it is said that it is a big road, but compared to the small road, the main road is not big, and it can barely allow two cars to pass by.

After arriving on the road, Guan Yang breathed a sigh of relief and complained to Guan Xiaojun: "How good it would be if you drove these things to school in advance, and now you have to ride a bicycle to bring it yourself, isn't this looking for guilt?"

Comrade Guan Yang, you have a petty-bourgeois sentiment that is unacceptable, we must keep up with the broad masses of the people, do not engage in specialization, we must go deep into the grassroots and mingle with the masses of the people!"

Guan Yang glanced at Guan Xiaojun, "Hey, you play an official at such a young age, and you still have it when you grow up?"

Guan Xiaojun laughed a few times, strengthened his legs, and walked quickly towards the school.

When I arrived at the door, I saw a group of people pushing bicycles and carrying bedding rolls, walking towards the school, and some students who had already placed their things began to go out of the school gate and go to the town with acquaintances in twos and threes.

At the gate, you can occasionally meet acquaintances or elementary school classmates in the village, and everyone nods to each other and says a few words, and then they go about their jobs.

Guan Xiaojun is familiar with this middle school, and Guan Yang leads the way, the two of them first went to the grain collection office to weigh, dump, and beat the wheat, and then deducted ten catties of wheat and exchanged it for a few steamed bun tickets, and this month's food is completed.

In Fengshan Town Middle School, the students' rations are fixed, each person has three meals a day, two steamed buns per meal, noodle soup in the morning and noodle soup in the evening, which is converted into wheat in a month, that is, 60 catties of wheat. If you can't eat enough, then you need to use the steamed bun ticket to buy steamed buns in the room.

As for the meals, it is necessary to spend money to exchange them from the school for two cents and five cents, and then use the food tickets to buy food from the room.

Folding the wheat bag and handing it to Guan Yang, Guan Xiaojun began to look for his dormitory with a salute.

He had already known his class from the list on campus, the first and third classes of junior high school.

After wandering around the boys' dormitory area for a long time, I saw a sign hanging on the class dormitory.

Guan Yang kicked Guan Xiaojun, "I won't go in, your boys' dormitory is too smelly!"

Guan Xiaojun took the roll of the bed, carried a big net bag, carried the mat, and waved his hand at Guan Yang with a smile, "Your girls' dormitory is fragrant? ”

Guan Yang didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and walked towards his dormitory.

Guan Xiaojun shook his head, his eyes swept to his dormitory, and the first thing he saw was an old elm tree, and then the plastic sign at the door of the dormitory.

The dormitory is a three-room large tiled house, with two doors at the front and back, the sign at the front door says the first and third classes of junior high school, and the back door is the first and fourth classes of junior high school, which is a large dormitory where the two classes are combined.

Walking into the dormitory, you can see a few scattered pieces of paper on the dirty floor, and the bunk beds are divided into two rows in the room, from the east row to the west end, leaving only a passage and a doorway in the middle.

At this time, there were students in twos and threes choosing bunks, because they were not very familiar with each other, so there was little communication, and the whole dormitory seemed very quiet.

Guan Xiaojun found an upper bunk by the window and threw his bedding roll on it.

At this time, it is very unwise to choose to sleep in the lower bunk, at this time the bunk beds are made of solid wood, there are large gaps, as long as there is movement on the top, there is a splash of dirt on the bed board, and there is no place to hide.

The dust is still good, the key is that some people still wet the bed, a big bubble of urine down, ticking, no one can stand it.

This situation is not uncommon, in the middle of the night, the upper bunk is dreaming of peeing in the toilet, and the lower bunk dreams of rain in a dream, and the rain is still hot......

Therefore, in this dangerous situation, Guan Xiaojun said that he would choose the upper bunk and never choose the lower bunk.

Standing on the top bunk, Guan Xiaojun's head directly hit the girder of the house, and he could touch the rafters on the inclined ridge as soon as he stretched out his hand.

In fact, there is a certain risk of sleeping on the top bunk, and there will be scorpion geckos passing by occasionally on the roof, and sometimes they will fall on the body. The gecko is okay and won't bite, but the scorpion's tail is cocked and gives you a needle, ensuring that you can't sleep in the middle of the night when you are in pain.

However, this probability is extremely small, less than the probability of roommate bedwetting, compared to being urinated, Guan Xiaojun would rather be stung by a scorpion.

After laying out the bed, basin, laundry detergent, towels, toothbrush, and toothpaste, Guan Xiaojun jumped off the bed and walked towards the door.

As soon as I arrived at the gate, I saw a classmate at the door standing up and urinating on the wall.

"Your sister's!"

Guan Xiaojun's eyes jumped straight away, he walked behind the boy, and raised his leg with a kick, "What are you doing?"

The boy was so frightened that he stopped urinating halfway, and turned his head to look at Guan Xiaojun, "Old ...... Teacher, I'm in a hurry to urinate!"

Guan Xiaojun is precocious, now he is 1.7 meters tall, he has a beard on his mouth, and the experience and precipitation of his previous life make his temperament very calm, which makes it hard to believe that he is just a teenager at first glance, but more like an adult man.

It's no wonder that the boy in front of him recognized him as a teacher.

Guan Xiaojun glared at this person and stretched out his hand to the toilet next to the dormitory, "What is that? The toilet is just a few steps away from here, and you don't even bother to walk this little way? You go to the toilet to urinate first, and then do fifty frog jumps when you come out! I'll peel you one less!"

The boy shrunk his neck in fright and ran into the toilet, and after a while, he obediently walked up to Guan Xiaojun, "Teacher, I was wrong!"

"Are you wrong?

Guan Xiaojun pointed to the big elm tree in front of him, "Do fifty frog jumps under the tree and report the number yourself!"