Wang Zheng played the game of Xiaobawang at Yang Ming's house for an afternoon, and when he returned home, it was almost dark. Zhao Yong left www.biquge.info and it could be seen that the aunt was a little lost.

At night, Wang Zheng quietly threw the courtship letter that Sun Youqian wrote to his aunt into the furnace and burned it. The letter was written too explicitly, and there were many typos, and Sun Youqian was not worthy of his aunt at all.

Three days later, Wang Zheng was going to Dazhai Township Central Primary School to take the winter vacation exam, and when he left, Wang Zheng and his aunt asked for five pieces of ten yuan.

At first, Wu Xiuhong was reluctant to give Wang Zheng so much money, because it was indeed a large amount of money at that time, but she couldn't bear Wang Zheng's soft grinding and hard bubbles, saying that she wanted to buy something from the Dazhai Township Supply and Marketing Cooperative, so she finally gave it.

Teacher Su Qing, who led the team, seemed to be dressed up extraordinarily today, and the smell of alabaster on his face was very fragrant. Wang Zheng guessed that she might have gone to meet Ma Donghua when she was leading the team to take the exam. Ma Donghua drove for the township chief in the township, and usually lived in Dazhai Village, the seat of the Dazhai Township Government, and rarely returned to Taohualing Village.

Fourteen or fifteen miles away, Su Qing took six second-grade and six-first-grade elementary school students on foot.

The snow has not yet melted, the road is slippery, and few people are walking. Along the way, the second-grade students vigorously introduced the situation of the Central Primary School to everyone, and they all yearned for Yang Ming, but Yang Ming did not speak, but just enjoyed the snow scenery along the way.

Wang Zheng and the others set off at five o'clock in the morning, and when they arrived at the Dazhai Township Central Primary School, it was already half past seven, and the official exam started at eight o'clock.

Wang Zheng, a first-year student, had to take two subjects, Chinese from 8 to 9 a.m. and mathematics from 10 a.m. to 11 a.m. Exams for the second grade are conducted in the afternoon. There is only one teacher in the group, so everyone has to wait until the afternoon to go home, and lunch can only be eaten at the Dazhai Township Central Primary School.

The Dazhai Township Central Primary School is many times taller than the Taohualing Village Primary School, with two classes in each grade, and more than 40 students in each class. In addition to Wang Zheng, Yang Ming, Ma Nianzhuang, Wu Huahua, Liu Tao and Ma Qing were all a little excited when they came to such a "luxurious" school for the first time. Looking at the school with three rows of tiled houses, everyone was envious.

For the first-grade test papers, Wang Zheng completed them all in less than 20 minutes, and he was 100% sure that he could get double hundred. Such a result is an unimaginable good result in the entire Dazhai Township.

Wang Zheng knows that such an achievement is just for him to give his parents face and let him have a good year, and for his teachers, it is of great significance.

Perhaps, with his own results, Su Qing may be transferred to the central primary school to teach, and even be directly turned into a regular. He wants to help Su Qing, she is a good person, this is the best way to help her.

After the morning exam, Su Qing counted the number of people and left, leaving everyone to eat by the playground of Dazhai Township Central Primary School. The playground of Dazhai Township Central Primary School is not very big, but for Yang Ming and them, it is already too big. The playground is located outside the school gate, next to the location of Dazhai Township, in fact, this place is a wheat field when the farm is busy.

The lunch we brought was very simple, nothing more than pancakes and pickles.

Wang Zheng glanced at it and said to everyone: "Don't eat pancakes and pickles, let's eat good." ”

He has always been generous, which everyone knows very well, and hearing Wang Zheng's words, including the older children in the second grade, are a little excited and yearning.

"Brother Zheng, are you planning to treat you?" Ma Nianzhuang quietly put the pancakes into his schoolbag again.

Wang Zheng pointed ahead and said, "There's a fritter shop over there, let's go eat fritters." ”

He had fifty yuan in his pocket, which was more than enough to invite twelve friends to eat fritters. It's a pity that Teacher Su Qing left in a hurry, and she didn't get such benefits.

"Oh, let's eat fritters."

The second-grade students also followed Yang Ming, and they cheered and jumped.

Wang Zheng has forgotten the price of fritters in this era, and when he walked to the fritter shop and asked, it was only five cents a catty.

Twelve classmates, Yang Ming, who can eat the most, can't eat half a catty, and then Wang Zheng directly bought six catties, and each person gave half a catty, and everyone squatted on the edge of the playground by the courtyard wall of the Central Primary School and ate.

It's a pity that the fritters don't sell bean juice and tofu brain, otherwise a bowl of them will really taste for several days.

"I said Wang Zheng, you are really generous." There was a leader in the second grade, named Wu Qiang, who looked at Wang Zheng with a smile and ate fried dough sticks and said.

Wang Zheng smiled, it only costs three yuan to invite twelve people to eat a meal of fritters, and the money in this era is really called money. It is no wonder that now the entire Dazhai Township is still a rare species with 10,000 households, and only their family, the village chief's family, and Yang Ming's family in Taohualing Village can be called 10,000 households.

"Eat it, if it's not enough, let's buy it again."

The taste of churros is very fragrant, much more fragrant than it was more than twenty years later.

Just as they were eating fritters in the snow, not far away, I don't know which school it was, the older children were staring at them.

Ma Nianzhuang's eyes were sharp, he first discovered the situation, he pulled Wang Zheng's clothes, and whispered: "Brother Zheng, those people over there have been watching us." ”

Wang Zheng glanced at it and ignored it.

"Leave them alone."

However, although Wang Zheng didn't bother to pay attention to them, the six or seven students who seemed to be at least in the fourth or fifth grade came over.

"Hey, which village are you from?"

Wu Huahua saw that the other party was not good, so she stood up and asked them sharply: "Which village are we from and what do you do?" ”

"Oh, this little girl is quite good! I said, "Which of you counts?" ”

There were seven people on the other side, one of whom had a scar on his brow, standing in the middle, as if he was the leader of this group.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Qiang is the oldest in Wang Zheng's group, and he stands up very righteously. However, he was also much shorter than the guy opposite.

"What do you want to do? When I arrived in our Dazhai Village, I don't know if I eat fritters, please invite me? ”

"Eyebrow Scar" looked unreasonable, rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists, making a look of eagerness. Wu Qiang was a little frightened and took a step back.

It turns out that these people are still sitting on the ground, and they are still cheating.

At this time, Wang Zheng stuffed the uneaten fritters to Yang Ming, stood up, walked behind Wu Qiang, patted him on the shoulder, and motioned for him to get out of the way.

"You want to eat fritters?" Wang Zheng spit out the unswallowed fritters in his mouth in front of the "eyebrow scar", then burped, looked at the other party and asked.

These days, fried dough sticks are a rarity, and rural children rarely have the opportunity to taste them, so it's no wonder that these senior primary school students opposite are greedy.

Wang Zheng's actions obviously annoyed the other party, and his mouth trembled with anger.

"If you dare to fight, we are not afraid of you!"

Seeing that the other party was about to make a move, Yang Ming, Wu Huahua and other first-grade students hurriedly stood up and stood next to Wang Zheng. And Wu Qiang also took a few steps forward. But the other five second-grade girls were too scared to speak.