Two baby goats are grazing

She beckoned to the two little girls

I want to go over it, it's barking

I'm not going to go there, it's itching

The moving song, accompanied by the melody, makes the students of the Information Engineering Department of FK City Vocational Secondary School have an urge to smash it, because at this moment it is noise for them. If there is one song that He Zhujun hates the most, there is no doubt that there is no one in "Two Little Goats", no matter when, no matter where, as long as he hears this song, He Zhujun will think of the cotton field.

At 5 o'clock in the morning in the cotton field, this song sounded leisurely and punctually, and the sound was so loud that it could wake you up directly! In the future 13 days in Fangcao Lake, this song will sound softly at this time every day! (Here we want to talk about the time difference of XJ, Xinjiang is 2 hours later than the mainland, at this time it is said at 5 o'clock in the morning, and in the mainland it is equivalent to 3 o'clock in the morning)

When people are most asleep, no matter how good a song is, it can always be noise. After 15 minutes, all the teachers began to call the students to get up, and then at 6 o'clock, that is, at 4 o'clock in the morning in the mainland, they rushed to the cotton field to start the day's social practice work, and as for washing, it was too late.

He Zhujun was so confused, then walked to the door and picked up the steamed buns prepared by the school teacher for the students, and began to follow the mighty army towards the cotton field. After walking a few steps, the icy cold wind can make you wake up instantly, and with the wet cotton dew on the country road, it is definitely the best sobering elixir.

When he got up, the first time the teacher couldn't wake up the students, the second time he called, he would go out and get a basin of water and sprinkle them on the people who hadn't woken up one by one.

No one can survive the cold and powerful water resources, which can make people hate this resource for survival.

He Zhujun walked on the road and saw the dew, and he still felt a little hairy in his heart, and the feeling that was sprinkled on his face and body turned into a chill, which immediately came to his heart.

When he came to the cotton field, as soon as he got off the ground, the dew on the cotton instantly wet He Zhujun's clothes, and as soon as he touched the cotton with his hand, a chill came from the cotton. He Zhujun has never understood that there is no way to pick up cotton when frozen like this, why go to the ground so early, the cotton is cold, and as soon as the key moves, the dew on the cotton on both sides begins to flow down.

If a person's feet start to be cold, it is really cold, and the freezing of the lower body is even more unbearable than the upper body, He Zhujun does not dare to act at all, because if he moves, he is injured!

"Teacher, I can't pick it up, my pants are wet," He Zhujun shouted loudly

"You don't know how to pee, you pee, you still want to say it, just say it, you still shout it, you don't have a face, I still want it, it's a shame to be next to you" Qiu Bo shouted with disgust.

"No, I didn't see you standing up to pee, are you squatting?" Qiu Bo shouted strangely.

"You're just squatting, Lao Tzu is a man, he must be standing," He Zhu said handsomely.

"Isn't that just peeing, you are still reasonable to say that you are wrong, what else do you explain" Qiu Bo said speechlessly.

"I really didn't" He Zhujun was anxious, and suddenly the whole class was attracted by this voice, and they all looked this way.

Before He Zhujun's words were finished, Qiu Bo preemptively said, "Explanation is a cover-up, and cover-up is the beginning of sin."

I...... He Zhujun was sweating at this time, and for the first time he suffered a loss on the skin of his mouth, he was still a dumb loss! At the moment, he knew that under the entanglement with Qiu Bo, he would definitely get darker and darker, so in order to avoid his own embarrassment, he hurriedly walked out of the cotton field and reported the situation here to Teacher Sun.

After learning about this situation, Mr. Sun said with a smile: "Isn't it more to pick up more cotton like this? What are you shouting about good things?"

"The key legs are wet, and if it's cold, you can't pick up cotton, and the clothes are still wet, and the more you pick it up, the wetter it gets. Exceed. In order to prove the authenticity of this matter, He Zhujun immediately stammered and shivered.

"Gao Xiaojuan, is it really dew and relatively cold, there is no way to pick it up," Teacher Sun asked Gao Xiaojuan loudly

"Yes, but the teacher can pick it up, but it's too difficult, I can't pick it up much, and my pants are basically wet" Gao Xiaojuan, as a local, answered the teacher's words more authoritative and representative.

By the way, Gao Xiaojuan, a typical top student, is the only one in the class who was admitted to high school and automatically gave up high school to go to secondary school. Mainly because the family conditions are not good, and her mother's body is basically in a state of perennial recuperation, so she began to be more sensible early, counting on the school's bag distribution principle to go to the secondary school, in less than a week, she has confirmed her good tradition of character and learning, whether it is English, or mathematics basically all teachers like her, and she is also the only "full" class representative in the class. (Because others really can't mention it, there can be a few who can go to secondary school to study well, and she is one of the ten thousand, so all the class representatives can only be her) is also the only one, in such a short period of time, you can mix with all the teachers are more familiar with the student representatives.

Why is it "the representative of the whole course", there is only one truth - it is deeply liked by the teacher!

As Gao Xiaojuan's words landed, people came out one after another and stood in a place where there was no cotton on the ground. I didn't feel cold at first, but when I heard a few classmates say this, I still called it cold, people are so strange, when one person says it, I don't feel it, when two or three people say it, it starts to question, and when several people say it, it's really the same thing.

Just like Gao Xiaojuan's matter, she was not the only student in this class, and there was also a girl, Liu Xiaohua, who graduated from high school. Learning is as good, not worse than Gao Xiaojuan at all. But the teacher didn't like it that much, one teacher said that Gao Xiaojuan studied well, two teachers said, and finally all the teachers said that Gao Xiaojuan became a top student in the department and began to become unrivaled in just one week.

As more and more people began to walk out of the field, until finally the whole class walked out, some people even began to pick up cotton poles and prepare for the fire, but unfortunately they didn't play for a long time, which made He Zhujun disappointed for a while.

Teacher Sun is also anxious, it's really not a matter for him, he forces the students too much, in case something happens to someone who is not in good health, he can't afford it. But if other classes were picking cotton, and the class he brought didn't move, it would definitely be unreasonable, and just as he was walking around, he suddenly saw a urea bag on the ground.

This bag was picked up by He Zhujun and Gao Feng on the road yesterday, because they saw that the migrant workers had it in their hands, and the two of them thought it was fun, so they teamed up with a few people to pick up other people's urea bags and play. In the process of picking cotton, each person was originally issued a girdle around the waist (the professional name is cotton pocket, but the classmates at that time didn't understand this professional word at all), and the cotton around the belt was almost loaded, and then poured into a big cotton bag. When the cotton is fully filled, the bag will stand taller than He Zhujun, who is 1.75 meters tall.

In fact, the role of urea bags is to replace the scarf, because picking up cotton is supposed to bend over, and then the cotton pocket is tied to the waist, at first I don't think, after the cotton is heavy, the pain of bending over, in addition to the pain of tightening the waist of the cotton pocket, it is not too sour.

Especially when the cotton is loaded to more than two kilograms, the cotton pocket can definitely strangle your waist and legs, and people are sleepy. The urea bag can just be placed next to it, and the picked cotton can be directly loaded into the urea bag to replace the cotton pocket, which is the bag in He Zhujun's mouth. (In fact, the actual effect is not as good as a cotton pocket)

After demonstration, Mr. Sun tied the urea bag to his waist, just enough to cover his legs, and after walking a few times in the cotton field and finding that there was no water, he taught this method to the students. Teacher Sun's approach made He Zhujun obviously feel that many times when he calmed down, there would always be a way.

After the problem was solved, the whole class began to pick up the cotton again, and it didn't take long for the farm chickens to start crowing, and He Zhujun realized that he had gotten up earlier than the chickens.

The students worked from 6 o'clock in the morning until about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and then they would start to rest for a while after lunch, the kind of hard work is really only known to those who have picked up cotton, the pain of being slid to the nail cover by the dry and hard cotton shell, the discomfort given by the cotton silk sucked in by the nose, the kind of back pain, can basically make most people desperate, if this kind of work has to be done for a lifetime, He Zhujun would rather die now.

It was only until about half past eleven in the morning, He Zhujun was hungry, really hungry to the kind of chest against his back, high-intensity labor, plus he didn't eat breakfast, so he wanted to bite cotton to satisfy his hunger, just when He Zhujun panicked and was about to bite down on the cotton to try, Lan Jing shouted and began to call him "Pigsty, pigsty, come and eat some steamed buns"

He Zhujun felt for the first time that Lan Jing was so cute, so likeable, running to a slightly higher cotton pile with supersonic action, squatting in the middle of the ground, because it was far away from the ground, so no one saw it, this kind of high cotton pole is an excellent holy place for everyone to be lazy. When He Zhujun came to the destination, he found out that Qiu Bo was also there, watching Qiu Bo take out yesterday's steamed buns, a bottle of Lao Gan Ma's spicy sauce, and instant noodles, and the three of them immediately devoured them!

"Is it delicious?" Qiu Bo asked leisurely

"It's delicious, it's delicious," He Zhujun and Lan Jing replied happily

"At first glance, the two of you are rookies, and in the future, I will follow my brother to ensure that you will eat fragrant and drink spicy food," Qiu Bo said in high spirits

", autumn spinach," He Zhujun replied immediately

"Just take your thoughts, how far to Lao Tzu and how far to roll" Lan Jing immediately replied

"I'm grass!" others take people's hands short, eat people's mouths softly, for Mao in front of you two animals, the words of celebrities can't be reflected at all," Qiu Bo shouted angrily

"Livestock, leave me some, that's Lao Tzu" Qiu Bo immediately realized that if he didn't eat, he wouldn't have it.

It was He Zhujun's best meal in the cotton field, and it was also one of the best foods He Zhujun had ever eaten, that feeling was hard to forget after many years in He Zhujun, in fact, sometimes happiness is so simple, that is, when you need it, just to meet your needs, until many years later, when others asked him what he thought was delicious, he still did not hesitate to say that sentence.

"The most beautiful but instant noodles, the best but the old godmother", this kind of growth experience, is the best textbook, maybe a certain thing will make you unforgettable for life, as long as you think, when you are ruthless, the corners of your mouth involuntarily slightly upturned! Life seems to be to tell you quietly, to cherish the present!