Zhang Yu ran into the back room in two steps and three steps, and saw Chen Zhujun standing in front of a three-door cabinet, stretching his neck and turning over his clothes. He looked at the house that had been neatly tidied up and was in disarray: two bamboo and wood chairs were lying backwards and forwards in the center of the room, a floral pillow was hanging in the half-open drawer of the bedside table, the futon was wrinkled and folded at the head of the bed like a mountain bag, and the wedding photo had been shattered into a glass on the side of the desk.

"What the hell," Zhang Yu cried, "how did the house become like this?"

Chen Zhujun was like a wooden man, he didn't notice Zhang Yu's arrival at all, and he was still rummaging in front of the cabinet. She grabbed her clothes, and the goddess threw them everywhere like flowers, and the room was immediately covered with clothes.

"You have a problem," Zhang Yu said, "You really have nerves, I don't know how this house is different from a pig's nest." After saying this, when he was about to walk out, he saw Chen Zhujun grab a handful of clothes and throw them straight to himself, a pair of pants, and landed on Zhang Yu's head impartially.

Zhang Yu threw the card, ripped off the pants on his head, and saw that it was Chen Zhujun's red pajamas and trousers, and he was so angry that he was about to go up and beat people.

"You madman, you really climbed on my head to make a nest," Zhang Yu's words fell, only to see Chen Zhujun suddenly turn around, grab a gilded Guanyin on the desk, and smash it at Zhang Yu.

Thanks to Zhang Yu's quick reaction, he bent down to avoid the catastrophe that flew into the sky, he was just about to step forward, only to see Chen Zhujun grab a glass ashtray on the table and smash it over, so frightened that Zhang Yu hurriedly ran out of the back room.

"This dominatrix, why did you let me stand up in this life?" Zhang Yu covered his head and ran to the front room to sit down, his panicked and helpless appearance made several teachers laugh secretly.

"Keep playing and ignore her. Zhang Yu said, "It's almost dawn, a few of us are too lazy to go to bed, so it's better to sit here and wait for dawn." ”

"I'm so tired, I have to go to class tomorrow. "The widow," the teacher said.

"In class, I didn't say it, let him go to class," Zhang Yu said, "I said you, don't pretend to be serious, I told you to play cards, you want to go to class." I said class, but you said to play cards. I've only been playing cards for half a night, and I'm tired of playing cards with those people in the town, why don't you see you all night?"

"It's boring to play cards all the time. The "widow" teacher muttered.

"It's boring to play cards?" Zhang Yu said, "It's not interesting to play cards, then let's come to bullfighting, compared to bullfighting is more exciting than playing cards, who doesn't know that you young people like to gamble." ”

When it came to bullfighting, the three teachers immediately came to their senses. Because bullfighting doesn't need to take care of the leader's face to deliberately lose money, there is no father and son in the casino, one yard is one yard, that is a good game that really fights for luck. Several people immediately fell asleep, took out the cards to shuffle and deal cards, and had a lot of fun.

"If we live in the countryside all year round, if we don't have some fun like this, then we won't be bored to death? If we live in the city, we can also try to live that flowery life, wash our feet at night, sing songs, bubble girls, or ask someone to drink coffee, talk about the sky, how romantic. We live in the countryside, and we can only play cards in this humble room at night, fighting bulls, and pushing pai gow. If the Education Bureau says one day that we are misleading people's children, then it is up to them to say it, and Lao Tzu will not be afraid. Lao Tzu has a resentment in his heart, now no one is afraid, the sky is not afraid, and the earth is not afraid......"

When Zhang Yuzheng said that a nameless fire rushed straight to his head, he only heard a sad cry from the back room. He craned his ears to listen, and saw that the cry had turned into a burst of laughter. A few people held the cards and wondered, and suddenly heard a swearing roar from the room, and several people held their breath and tried to hear what the voice was scolding, only to see that the scolding turned into intermittent crying for a while.

"Hell, it seems that there are a lot of people in the house," Zhang Yu said softly, "What the hell is in the room, let's take a look." ”

Several teachers stood on end, threw down the cards, and followed Zhang Yu behind him to the back room one by one in fear.

A few people walked into the messy room, only to see Chen Zhujun wearing a sheet, sitting on the edge of the bed, crying sadly. I cried for a while, and then looked at the ceiling and giggled. After smirking for a while, he pointed to the center of the house and cursed vigorously. After scolding, I cried again. Repeat and repeat.

"She's evil. "Widow," the teacher muttered quietly.

Zhang Yu stepped forward and shouted, "Zhujun." Chen Zhujun didn't react, still talking nonsense there.

"Hell," Zhang Yu said, "any of you who has a witch's or master's phone, call quickly." ”

"My mother and I belong to the same village, and her aunt Mountain Sparrow is a witch. "Widower," said the teacher.

"What kind of witch is that," Zhang Yu said disapprerovingly, "You've had a few meals with a witch and a few cups of tea?"

"She has been a witch, so naturally there will be a witch's phone call. "Widower," said the teacher.

"Possibly. Zhang Yu nodded.

By dawn, several teachers yawned and retired one by one.

"It's really pretending to be a ghost," Zhang Yu took off the black clothes on his body and threw them in the garbage heap, "I don't believe that people will die when they see flowers on the other side, and ghosts will be seen when they wear dead people's clothes." ”

Zhang Yu muttered for a while before calling Zhao Yan and briefly told Chen Zhujun what seemed to be evil. Zhao Yanhur and Chen Laoshu hurried from home.

"Okay, why did people become like this?" Zhao Yan exclaimed as soon as she entered the door and saw her daughter crying and laughing, "Is it really evil?"

"Who knows," Zhang Yu said, "whether the evil is evil or not, it's not up to us to decide." ”

"I heard that Guan Tao's master has a good Taoism," Zhao Yan said, "You might as well invite her to take a look." Immediately, the two old men didn't have time to sit down, and immediately went back to their homes to move troops. Three hours later, Zhao Yan and his wife really invited Guan Tao, Guan Tao's master.

Guan Tao's master was a white-haired witch in her sixties, tall and with a slender face. It is said that it can push the reincarnation of life, peep into ghosts and ghosts, occupy the past and predict the future, know fortune and misfortune, and measure life and death.

Several people hugged Guan Tao's master, like a living Buddha, and walked into Chen Zhujun's room. As soon as she entered the room, the witch saw Chen Zhujun who was reading words, and exclaimed, "What a soulless person with a soul and a soulless soul!"

Where did everyone understand the meaning of those words, they just stood there stupidly.

"I see that she is incoherent, she must have secretly struck a ghost, her face is colorless, and she is expected to be inherent," said the witch, "and she is incoherent, but she is afraid that she will be delirious, and her soul will not possess her, and she will go to Yellow Springs." ”

A few people were shocked when they heard this.

"Master, you have to think of a way to cure her," Zhao Yan said with tears in her eyes, "She is still young, less than forty, and she can't have any physical problems." ”

The witch walked to the bed, like an old Chinese medicine doctor, took Chen Zhujun's pulse, pressed Chen Zhujun's forehead, and said, "This is caused by extreme fright, if you want to recover your vitality, you need to do a dojo to chase souls." ”

For those things of spiritualism, Zhang Yu has always scoffed. But at that critical juncture, he had to believe that he had to let it go.

So, the witch instructed Zhang Yu to buy those necessary supplies, set an auspicious day, and made an appointment to chase Chen Zhujun's soul in Zhang Yu's hometown. That week, Zhang Yu didn't have the heart to go to class, and he was so busy with the soul chasing incident. Serving tea, handing cigarettes, cooking, washing dishes, things that have never been done have fallen on their heads, just a vigorous lament for the tiredness of being a man and the mediocrity of life.

A week later, the chaotic scene at home was finally alleviated, and Zhang Yu dragged his tired body to class. Although the Mark Six newspaper was not used as a textbook in class, there was not a single student who did not resent his yawning in class. He bothered to lecture for a long time, and when he was eating at noon, he saw a group of people walking noisily at the school gate.

"Where is the principal?" was far away, and Zhang Yu heard a man's fierce voice. Zhang Yu was unhappy in his heart, and muttered in his heart, "Come to the principal again, don't come to mourn?"

Zhang Yu dropped half of the meal, took a cup of tea, walked out of the room, and looked closely, only to see a group of middle-aged and elderly men and women wearing black and blue clothes, hurrying towards him.

"Are you the principal?" an old man at the head roared loudly as he walked, "Do you guys watch the cow in this school?

Zhang Yu was confused when he heard it, and wanted to have a seizure, but because of his identity, he held back, "If you have anything to say, it's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

"Last week, I heard from my grandson that there were no classes at all, and the students were free to move around every day, talking, arguing, fighting, and no one cared. No, the back of my grandson's clothes was cut with a big hole. The clothes were bought by his mother while working outside, and the price was not cheap. An old woman with short hair said unceremoniously.

"My grandson too," another gray-haired old woman picked up, "and when school ended on Tuesday, the schoolbag on his back was cut with a knife by an older classmate. His schoolbag was also bought by his mother while working outside the home, and it was Disney's. It's hateful!"

"My granddaughter had five scratches on her face from her classmates. An old man said.

"My granddaughter was trampled on three mud marks on her back," said another old man, "By the way, the children in our village and neighboring villages had diarrhea last week, and we suspect that your Chinese food has always been unhygienic!

"Yes, the government obviously subsidizes each child three yuan, and we pay two yuan, five yuan for a meal, but why can't we eat pigs as well as pigs every day?" said a strong man confidently, "Fools can see that your food expenses are not in place." ”

"Yes, everyone can see that the children don't eat a single yuan for lunch every day. Your teachers shared the children's living expenses. An old woman said unscrupulously.

"I think you guys are just making something out of nothing, the teacher doesn't go to class during the day, and each child eats less than one yuan for lunch in the school? It's really nothing!" It took a long time for Zhang Yu to grab a place to speak at the sound of the cannon, "What can the teacher do if he doesn't go to class during the day? Why do we take the students' living expenses? Are our teachers as poor as you think? We, the engineers of the human soul, really can't be a person." In the past, parents were so simple, treating teachers like God, and giving teachers this and that every New Year's holiday, but now, you parents, don't even take us teachers seriously, and you still openly can't get along with us. How can I, the principal of a small mountainous area, still be able to hold on? I have endured half of my life of being lonely and working hard here, all of which are based on a century-old plan for education? I did not expect that now I will be slandered by you one by one for no reason! This principal, which of you should go, I am not right, and whoever of you has the ability should go! I have a stomachache now, and I will go back to my room to take medicine. With that, he angrily dropped the teacup and clutched his stomach in pretending to be in pain, and walked to the bedroom.