"Stand up!"

A crisp shout pulled Long Jianbing back to reality. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hello students"

"Hello Teacher"

"Sit down!" After the greeting of the formula version, Long Jianbing raised his head and looked at the podium, above the blackboard were photos of Chairman Mao and Zhou Enlai, both of which were slogans for studying hard every day.

The difference is that this is the spring class, the current first grade is a freshman, and in the corps it is the autumn class, he has one more semester than the students here, which is considered to be an advantage, and he is much more relaxed when he thinks of this.

Sure enough, I heard Mr. Cai say, "Yesterday we learned how to write 7 and 8, and now everyone writes numbers from 1 to 8 in their own notebooks." ”

Long Jianbing was dumbfounded again, when he came, his mother only prepared a pencil and said that the school would distribute textbooks and notebooks.

At this time, the arrogant lesbian table gave him half a piece of paper, and Long Jianbing began to write numbers on the piece of paper.

Teacher Cai walked along the aisle, walked to Long Jianbing's desk, and glanced at his homework.

After writing, Long Jianbing wrote his name on it, and handed in the homework book from back to front, and he looked at the homework book at the same table by the way.

'Zhang Yu!' he remembered.

There were two math lessons, followed by two Chinese lessons, and the Chinese teacher was a very short and thin male teacher. The name is weird!

At that time, Long Jianbing's mind flashed with the pregnancy of a pregnant woman. So when he heard the name, he burst out laughing!

After class, I said, "I didn't know which one it was at first, and there was a surname like this?"

Zhang Zhong'an, who was sitting in the back row of Long Jianbing, with his head stretched out, leaned next to him and said.

"We laughed when we heard the name!" said Zheng Wenhao, who was next to him.

"What's so funny, I haven't seen too much! There are 100 surnames! There are 100 surnames!" said Zhang Yu at the same table.

In the chatting of everyone, Long Jianbing learned that Zhang Yu was the daughter of Teacher Cai, and their family lived in a row of houses behind the school teaching building.

The first year curriculum includes Chinese, Mathematics, Art, Music and Physical Education. Both Chinese and Mathematics are taught in two consecutive periods, and the others are in one session.

Long Jianbing used the recess to copy a class schedule, of course, it was still a piece of paper contributed by the same table.

Teacher Yi spoke very slowly, with a Henan accent in his accent, teaching Long Jianbing's most headache pinyin, don't look at him for an extra semester, he still can't spell out the initials and finals together, his mother knocked on his head several times! He was also sweating anxiously.

Fortunately, I only learned the initials now! No! Take advantage of this time, go home and ask my brother quickly, I can't be ashamed!

When Long Jianbing was thinking about his brother, his brother Long Jianjun was looking at the letters on the blackboard in confusion, and he couldn't get along with his classmates!

I can only listen to it once, and then read it quietly to myself.

When Mr. Xue asked everyone to read a small conversation together, they couldn't learn it after listening to it once.

Long Jianjun was a good student in the XPCC school, and the teachers liked him very much, because he had excellent grades, would this class teacher like him? How did he learn English well?

After school, the brothers cooed all the way, and as soon as they entered the house, they smelled the smell of vegetables, and their stomachs immediately screamed.

Long Jianguo rushed to the door, tugged at their clothes and said coquettishly: "Brother, take me to school together." ”

"Oh, stop making a fuss, it's been noisy for me all morning. Huang Cailian said impatiently.

Long Jianguo's little face immediately fell, and he was about to cry when he pouted.

"What's the matter? Who is going to school?" Long Dingwen pushed open the door and walked in, Long Jianguo couldn't help but cry in his father's arms anymore, Long Dingwen picked up his youngest son and wiped his tears for him, teasing him and said, "Is this Yang Zirong still crying nose? I asked Principal Dong, saying that you are not yet four years old, too young, good son, don't cry." ”

Long Jianguo cried again when he heard that he couldn't go to school, and Long Dingwen touched his head pettingly and said, "Isn't it boring to be at home? Why don't you go to the nursery school? You see, the nursery school is close to our house, you can go by yourself like in the Corps." ”

"Ah, ah, don't go, don't go!" Long Jianguo twisted his body in his father's arms to resist, "I want to go to school!

"Oh, do you want to write after a long time?" Long Dingwen deliberately distorted the meaning of the younger son, he turned to the second son and said, "Get a pen for my younger brother." ”

Long Jianguo, who was in his arms, shouted loudly, "I want the yellow one!"

In the early summer of Mianshui, before I knew that I had started to sing, the wild bees in the mountains were about to split their nests.

On Sunday morning, Long Dingwen carried two beehives, Long Jianbing held a bee hat in one hand, and a home-made bamboo cage made of bamboo strips in the other, like half a watermelon-shaped bamboo cage, and a net-like bee pocket behind it, with red and blue cloth strips tied on the bamboo cage, and the father and son were both single clothes and trousers, clean and neat.

Long Dingwen had already entered the mountain in the afternoon a few days ago, and now he is still a new worker, and there is no specific work, he asked for a part-time job, and the other comrades in the office said that he should be more familiar with the knowledge of railways.

Seeing that he was really bored, he persuaded him to come back, so now that he has a lot of time, he took advantage of this time to go into the mountains and step on a little, and sure enough, there was a harvest.

He found a nest of wild bees, Niu Shengli had told him before, and he had read books, but he didn't practice, he didn't dare to mess around, and he observed for two more days, and today he had the mentality of giving it a try.

Walking along the country road to the mountains, they soon came to a forest, and the birdsong and the fragrance of flowers in front of them could not attract the attention of Long Dingwen and his son, in their eyes, they just stared at the big tree with hollows and holes.

Soon I saw a swarm of wild wind huddled on a tree branch, black pressed into a ball, and the worker bees on the periphery were still slowly moving.

Father and son were excited at once, they had arrived just in time, the colony had found a fixed position and was ready to divide the nest.

Long Dingwen opened the beehive, smeared it with honey, put on a bee hat, carefully placed it under the branch where the bees docked, and then waited patiently.

But minute by minute, the wild bee had no intention of entering the box, Long Dingwen was a little anxious, after all, he was inexperienced, so he couldn't just watch it and not receive it, right?

So he adopted the second strategy, he coated the red and blue strips of the bamboo cage with honey, and picked up the bamboo cage with a flat pole and approached it to the bee colony.

After a while, a few scout bees flew around the cage first, then the queen bee flew into the cage first, followed by other bees in a clump into the cage.

Long Dingwen immediately took back the bamboo cage, took off the bee pocket and put it in the beehive, and dug two pieces of mud in the ground to seal the cover...............

This hive has been used in province x, with a nest bottom on top, and wild bees should soon get used to it.

Long Dingwen didn't have a bottom in his heart, he didn't rush home when he saw that the time was still early, and wanted to wait until the worker bees came in and out of the bee mouth.