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Miao Erwa looked at Wu Xiaoming shyly and said, "Teacher Zhao always says that my shot is not light or heavy, and it is easy to hurt people, especially if Teacher Wu is weak, if he accidentally hurts you, then how can I say that you can't lie in bed on the first day you come to us, right?" ”

"Hahaha, your Teacher Zhao, it's really interesting, did he teach you these kung fu? Let me tell you, his kung fu will fool you children who have never seen the world, and tell you, you Teacher Wu and I, but I have studied in the gym, and it is easy that three or two people can't get close to me, come on, your name is Miao Erwa, right? Let's try it, I'll deal with you with one hand, you don't have to worry about anything, I'm a few years older than you, I'm going to have a heavy hand! Wu Xiaoming said. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"So, then, in that case, let's make a comparison?" Miao Erwa said.

"Come on, come on!" Wu Xiaoming grabbed the cigarette with one hand, stretched forward with the other, and made a simple starting pose, looking like a martial arts master.

Miao Erwa moved her hands and feet, jumped in place a few times, and said, "Teacher Wu, can you start?" ”

"Of course, at any time..."Wu Xiaoming didn't say anything at the beginning, and suddenly Miao Erwa in front of him moved!

Miao Erwa was just jumping on the spot before, but when he sprinted up, the speed was ridiculously fast.

Wu Xiaoming only had time to retract his hand forward a little to block his chest, and Miao Erwa had already come to Wu Xiaoming's side.

Wu Xiaoming saw a mouthful of yellow teeth and smelled a faint sour smell.

It was a unique smell on Miao Erwa's body, and this smell was very unpleasant.

With a bang, Miao Erwa's fist smashed directly into Wu Xiaoming's chest!

Wu Xiaoming took three or four steps back, and just barely stood on his feet, he suddenly felt a sharp pain suddenly coming from under his body.

He looked down and saw that Miao Erwa made a move to steal the peach and grabbed it in his crotch.

"You, you, you, you!" Wu Xiaoming clamped his legs tightly and pointed at Miao Erwa, his face instantly turned red, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Give it to me, Mr. Wu!" Miao Erwa grabbed Wu Xiaoming's hand with one hand, took the Chinese cigarette in his hand, then let go of the other hand, took two steps back, and said in a thoughtful manner, "Teacher Wu, I agreed." ”

With a pop, Wu Xiaoming fell to the ground, and the whole person bowed into a shrimp shape.

"Erwa, you forgot what Teacher Zhao said, you are not allowed to bully the new teacher?!"

"I'm going to talk to the teacher!"

Several of the second baby's friends shouted one after another.

Erwa hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Shut up for me, and ask for one of these cigarettes when I turn around." ”

"We don't smoke, you have to promise us that we will catch a few pheasants for us tomorrow!"

"Okay, no problem, as long as you don't talk nonsense!!"

Wu Xiaoming was helped back to the room by several children, his face was iron-blue, and people who didn't know thought he was poisoned.

Until the stage was set up, Wu Xiaoming did not appear again.

When the simple stage was set up, it was already completely dark, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening, Zhao Chunliang, Miao Erwa and others casually ate a few nests of fat left over at noon, and then gathered in front of the stage.

At this time, the villagers also came to the playground, and listened to the people on the TV station say that in order to have a better effect, the villagers need to act as actors, these villagers have never been on TV in their lives, and now they hear that they can be on TV, it is like a festival, everyone has taken out the best clothes, and the women have also worn jewelry that they have never worn on weekdays.

The villagers stood in front of the stage for several rows, and a host of the provincial television station took the microphone on the stage and said a few words to promote the correct values of socialism, and the welcome party officially began.

First of all, the first show is singing.

The person who sings is none other than Qian Zetian.

This person is still quite good-looking, his facial features are very masculine, and his figure is also very good, a song "Mice Love Rice" sings a fresh and detached number, but it's a pity that the people in the village have heard such elegant songs, what I love you, next to you, just like mice love rice, isn't this nonsense? Rats can love rice, so what do we eat?

So, under the quiet gaze of the audience, Qian Zetian walked off the stage, and then the second program was Zhuqingyu's guzheng.

A song of Guangling scattered, which made everyone present fascinated.

Although Zhao Chunliang does not understand the rhythm, but the ability to appreciate is also strong, he once listened to a guzheng master play Guangling San with his father, although there is still some gap between Zhuqing language and the guzheng master, but there is already some charm of the guzheng master.

The audience didn't understand the rhythm, but they thought it was very good, so after the performance, the applause continued to ring.

Zhu Qingyu bowed to the audience a little shyly, and then stepped on the small cloth shoes and got off the stage.

Then came the martial arts performance, a large group of children ran onto the stage under the leadership of Miao Erwa, and then began the performance with a masculine song.

To be honest, the sincerity of the performance is very bad, because although Zhao Chunliang taught them routines, but unlike countless professional colleges, a group of people are playing these routines in a unified manner, Zhao Chunliang is more often let them practice by themselves to ponder, although everyone on the stage is playing well, but after they are together, there is no sense of uniformity at all.

Zhao Chunliang was a little ashamed, but he was also very happy to see it, after all, these people were taught by themselves, and the villagers in the audience did not hesitate to applaud them, because many people on the stage were their children.

After the martial arts performance, some people from the provincial TV station also took the stage to do some performances, and the whole party lasted for about an hour, and finally the chorus ended in an unforgettable night.

Zhao Chunliang and the villagers dismantled the stage and worked until the middle of the night before returning to their home.

Of course, the home here refers to Miao Erwa's home, and in most cases, Zhao Chunliang still lives in Miao Erwa's house, and only chooses to take a nap at school when he takes a nap.

"Those teachers, the bamboo teacher is better, I don't like the others!" Miao Erwa lay on the bed, put her hands on her head and said.

"After all, I'm here to teach, to give some face." Zhao Chunliang said.

"Then it depends on what they can teach us, by the way, Brother Chunliang, tomorrow morning, go out with me." Miao Erwa said.

"Okay, where are you going?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"You'll find out tomorrow."

Early in the morning, before dawn, Miao Erwa shouted Zhao Chunliang to get up, the two simply drank some water, ate a nest, and went out of the house, passed through half of the village, and bought some paper money and incense candles in the only commissary in the village.

"Who are you going to worship?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"My mom and dad and my big brother." Miao Erwa said.

Zhao Chunliang understood, didn't ask anything more, and quietly walked with Miao Erwa to the cemetery in Ghost Corner Village.

There is a mountain in the northwest of Ghost Corner Village, and the feng shui of the mountain is exceptionally good, so many years ago, when the villagers of Ghost Corner Village died, they would be buried on that mountain, and over time that mountain was full of graves, and it didn't seem to feel it on weekdays, but at this time, it was just dawn, and the wind was gusting, and the two walked into the mountain together, and there was a feeling of coolness, but when the two climbed halfway up the mountain, the sun had completely come out.

It shines on the body of the person, and it is warm.

Miao Erwa took Zhao Chunliang to a large grave.

The tombstone of the tomb is relatively large, and the names of several people are engraved on it.

"My parents, my brother, they all died together." Miao Erwa said, "At that time, our family did not live in our current place, living in the west of the village, one day it rained heavily, the cat at the head of the family kept running around, and then ran out of the house, I was young, I didn't understand anything, I wanted to catch the kitten, so I ran out, but just ran out, our family collapsed, my brother, my parents, were crushed to death, this thing is our aunt next door told me, she said that I am a big life, the kitten is the incarnation of the gods to save me, but I always think, If I had been crushed to death at that time, maybe I wouldn't have been so miserable for so many years. ”

"Do you miss them?" Zhao Chunliang squatted in front of the tomb and asked.

"What do you think? I don't remember what they look like, I know that my name is Miao Erwa, I grew up eating 100 family meals, I heard that our family used to be quite rich in the village, and my parents also did a lot of good things and helped a lot of people, so everyone is willing to raise me. Miao Erwa said as she put some pastries and fruits in front of the grave, and then said, "Today is their sacrifice day, so come and see them, so at least I can know where I came from and where I am going in the future." ”

"What you say always makes me feel less like a sixteen-year-old kid and more like a sixty-year-old man." Zhao Chunliang said.

"I'm not an old man." Miao Erwa glanced at Zhao Chunliang dissatisfied.

"I'm not an old man, I'm just dyed hair." Zhao Chunliang said dissatisfied.

"Okay, I didn't say you were an old man, Brother Chunliang, come and say goodbye together, you are my brother now, I will take you to meet my parents, and let them bless you more in the spirit of heaven!" Miao Erwa beckoned to Zhao Chunliang.

"Hmm!" Zhao Chunliang nodded, knelt in front of the grave with Miao Erwa, and then bowed three times seriously.

"I'll really treat you as my brother in the future." Miao Erwa said.

"I already thought of you as my brother." Zhao Chunliang said with a smile.

"Okay, even if we have a brotherhood!" Miao Erwa stood up happily, picked up the pastries and fruits on the ground, and said, "They should have eaten almost, let's eat these things and go back to school." ”

"Okay!"