Chapter 189: The boy in the back row is just a green onion
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One large and one small stayed in the shade of the trees, and Xu Shuang counted the number of citrus, and only counted the hanging fruits on the three branches, which were dense and dense, and they could not be counted.
Her neck was slightly tilted, it was too sour, and she had no choice but to give up. Looking down, Wang Rui was squatting on the ground, fiddling with the small red fruits on a clump of snakeberries. Looking at his appearance, I really wanted to pull it off, but I hesitated.
Xu Shuangxia knew about it, it was in the park near her house, and she had heard terrible stories about snakeberries.
It is said that snakes like to eat snakeberries, and they crawl through the snakeberry bushes for a long time, and when they encounter the red snakeberry fruit, they spit out the snake and lick it a few bites.
The person who intimidated her was unhappy at the time.
Somehow, Xu Shuangxia's biology teacher made an unprecedented lesson in the wilderness, probably in response to the Education Bureau's call for flexible teaching. The teacher did not have the conditions to let the students go to the real field, so he compromised and let the whole class go to the park to observe the birds. Because there are old people in the park early in the morning, the cages are hung on the branches, and people run to play tai chi, which is just right for the students to watch; The ecology in the park is good, and in the early morning, the trees are chirping, and all kinds of wild birds are stopped; In the lakeside gazebo in the park, a sprinkle of bread crumbs can easily attract a bunch of sparrows and pigeons.
The biology teacher discussed with the class teacher for this, and asked the class teacher to give up a morning reading class, and then switch the third biology class in the afternoon with the first Chinese class in the morning.
The park is not for nothing, and each student has to write about at least five different birds. In those days, when computers had not yet begun to be used to search for information, this task really tested the students' eyesight and serious attitude, and everyone was very burdened, and they were not happy to visit the park.
Just imagine, early in the morning, the fritters and flatbread rice balls have just been gobbled up at the school gate, and there is no time to catch their breath in the classroom, and there is no time to pair up for homework last night, so they have to take a pen and paper to line up to the park to do biology homework, how troublesome it must be.
Xu Shuangqian shouldn't have been, and while waiting for the teacher to nod to them, he stared curiously at the feet of the boys in the back row.
The teacher was afraid that dozens of half-college students would enter the park and bump into the old people who were exercising inside, and asked them to act in a row and carry out observation activities in an organized and disciplined manner. There were four groups and eight columns in the whole class, and Xu Shuangchuan and the boys in the back row were divided into the same observation group according to the teacher's rules.
At that time, she and the boys in the back row had not yet had a big aunt incident. can say a few words a day, and the relationship is a little more familiar than those male classmates who are far away from the seats, but because of the limited twisting arc of the neck and waist, among the two boys in the back row, it is more convenient for her to make eye contact with the boys in the back and communicate more.
The boy in the back usually waits for Xu Shuangchuan to generously lend the class notes to the boy in the back, and then copy them from his tablemates, of course, when he returns. As soon as he reached out, he gave the notebook to Xu Shuangchuan's arm.
Xu Shuangchuan had long been used to it, so he didn't look back, and took it and put it away. But not long ago, he scratched a hole in the corner of her notebook with an eraser, and it is said that he was dizzy and wrote the wrong notebook after correcting his homework.
Xu Shuangchuan felt really suspicious, because her class notebook was covered with yellow brown paper, a bit thick, and it was very different from the homework book at home, how could he write it on her notebook carelessly?
Xu Shuangxia's notebook looks like the handwriting of a well-behaved girl. White paper and black letters, lines are clear, upright, and will use exclamation marks and lace frames to note confusing difficulties, and mark key knowledge points with green wavy lines or red double straight lines.
After her notebook was mutilated by the boys in the back row, Xu Shuang was confined to her feelings and did not scold, but her face was really ugly. Subsequently, she refused to lend her notebook for two consecutive weeks, which were the revision stage for the mid-term exam. When there were only a few days left before the exam, the boy after the oblique took ten braised eggs at home, saying that it was his birthday, and added vegetables to the classmates around him at noon, and Xu Shuangchuan also got one.
Salt tea soy sauce eggs can often be eaten, and there are not many opportunities to eat vegetable braised eggs, Xu Shuangchuan thinks the taste is really good, plus the boy "Sister Bao" called seventeen or eighteen times, she was so noisy that she reluctantly lent out her notebook.
At that time, photocopying was not popular, and it was all done by hand, and the boys behind him were left behind with two weeks of work, and when they left school, they asked to take it home with a shy face. Xu Shuangchuan reluctantly asked him to take the notebook away, and immediately took it back when they met the next morning.
The boy in the back didn't get it, so he had to use the version at the same table. is still the same sentence, photocopying was not popular at that time, and the refreshing and pleasing font layout on Xu Shuangjiang's notes was like a pen walking at the same table, which was only understood by him. The boys in the back are getting more and more angry.
After the midterm exams, the biology teacher led them to the park.
Xu Shuangchuan had a group of eight people, four men and four women, and the teacher fell in love with Xu Shuangchuan as the temporary group leader. The group leader has no honor, there are only three tasks, one is to ensure that the whole group enters the park, the whole group goes out of the park, and no one can leave the team, the second is to stare at the team members, don't throw the confetti around, and can't embarrass the school to the teacher, and the third is responsible for collecting the ticket money for his own group, and hand it over to the teacher to buy tickets after collecting.
Xu Shuangchuan was collecting the ticket money when he noticed the black cloth shoes of the boy behind him. It was a pair of authentic handmade cloth shoes, because the soles were also made of old coarse cloth.
There was no physical education class that day, and Xu Shuangchuan wore light pink cowhide shoes with round toes and a pair of stockings. She collected the money from the boy, and when she looked through the crack in the banknote, she saw a pair of large black cloth shoes, and the upper of the shoe showed white thin cotton socks, and the color contrast was particularly eye-catching.
After collecting the money, the teacher went to buy tickets, because of the large number of people, the ticket window was ordered for a long time, and the teacher accompanied the janitor to count the total number of students. They were busy, and the students lined up in front of the park.
Xu Shuangchuan didn't have anything to do, looked around, and his eyes were attracted by the pair of cloth shoes.
It was an era when cloth shoes had retired across the board and had not yet made a comeback. Xu Shuangchuan has no cloth shoes at home, only a pair of tiger head shoes from her childhood, which were given by an old relative when she washed three wines, and the upper was very delicately embroidered. The little fat girl grew up fast, she didn't wear it a few times, so Xuanchunhua was not willing to throw it, and kept it, after Huangmei, the wardrobe box was pounded out to dry, Xu Shuangchuan knew that he had worn such a pair of tiger head shoes, and it was rare for a long time.
At this time, she was wondering, that boy's house, there are still cloth shoes with such simple craftsmanship, don't he wear his father's or his grandfather's shoes? (To be continued.) )