Teacher Dong is the devil! This is Wang Ke's impression of the head teacher Dong Ruicun: he will be punished for standing at every turn, copying texts, being on duty, running, and even money and spanking......

Do everything, and there is nothing that can be punished that Mr. Dong can't imagine. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info what impressed Wang Ke the most was a punishment for a female classmate to clean the men's toilet, but for an hour and a half of cleaning the toilet, no boy dared to go to the toilet, peat, I don't know who is being punished?

For this situation, the first reaction of parents is: you deserve it, if you don't make a mistake, how can the teacher punish you? The school likes to see the attitude of parents, so the evaluation of Mr. Dong every year further boosts his arrogance.

It is these students who are suffering, who dare to be angry but dare not speak. Wang Ke remembered that there were several people who drew villains in books and cursed Dong Ruicun, and a few even wanted to stuff him under the bunker to replace Dong Cunrui.

For a young student in the new era who graduated from university, Wang Ke said: The winter vacation homework of the fifth grade of primary school is really not a problem. The question is: Where did my winter vacation homework go?

This is the third problem that Ju Ke brought to Wang Ke after where the plane went and where did the time go. I rummaged through his entire kennel and couldn't find it - it was not as good as his bedroom than it used to be.

Let Wang Ke say that his current kennel is four words: the four are empty!

Only a few newspapers were glued to the bed on the empty earthen wall, and the news of the fall of the Dead Man's Gang and the spring breeze of reform and opening up could become the choice of leisure to pass the time.

There was only a thin quilt on the bed, and the mattress was replaced by a woven bag filled with wheat straw. The school at this time is not responsible for providing desks, chairs and benches, they are all brought by themselves, and they are afraid of losing them and moving home during the holidays.

On the desk is a homemade kerosene lamp, consisting of a medicine bottle and a bicycle valve. Although most families are now connected to the power supply, it is a luxury item that costs two or three cents per kilowatt-hour of electricity, and it is generally reluctant to use it when it comes to the New Year's holidays or when there are guests at home. Therefore, kerosene lamps are the main light source and have become a must-have for ordinary families.

What the? Candle? Are you kidding me? That thing was willing to be bought during the Lantern Festival and used to open the lantern festival.

"Stupid!" Wang Ke patted his head, no wonder he couldn't find the winter vacation homework, where did he get the winter vacation homework printed at this time? The so-called homework is all directly assigned verbally by the teacher.

"32 new words, 12 ancient poems memorized and written silently, mathematics ......" Wang Ke struggled to identify the scribbled handwriting, looking for the information he needed from a bunch of ghostly fonts. It's been so long that I don't know the words I write.

"When will you eat ......" In the middle of the sentence, Wang Ke stopped and swallowed the word dinner into his stomach. I almost forgot that it's not a farming rush now - I only have three meals a day when I get to the busy farming time, I have two meals in the winter in the morning, and I don't eat at night when I go to bed early.

"Peat! I put up with it! "I have to finish my homework when I am hungry and fight at night, and I have to redo all 32 sheets, the handwriting I wrote before is too elegant, and Wang Ke really can't learn it now.

March 11, 1985, Monday, the twentieth day of the first lunar month.

Today is the day of the winter vacation, and the bear children, who have been crazy for nearly a month, have begun to pack up their moods and enter the school in twos and threes accompanied by their parents.

Originally, Wang Hongyuan planned to let Wang Ke go to school by himself, but he couldn't bear his soft grinding and hard foam, so he had to push his bicycle and send him to school.

"Are you afraid that the teacher will criticize you if you haven't finished your homework?" Wang Hongyuan looked at Wang Ke with a smile and said: "Why shouldn't I send you, you will only be more unlucky if I go, not the most unlucky!" ”

Wang Ke shook his head, what are you kidding, 32 small character books, only a few thousand words when they are full, can this be difficult to get him? Ge Ke is a bull who copied the party program in three hours.

The main purpose of letting Wang Hongyuan send it is that he doesn't know how to go to school, and he doesn't know what class he is in. The road more than 30 years ago has long been no impression in Wang Ke's mind.

"There are so many things, I can't keep myself busy!" Wang Ke's words made Wang Hongyuan's face turn green: "You are a broken boy who said that this little thing is too busy?" Why don't you say that you can't be busy during the holidays? I remember someone who helped that or something get it home together? ”

"Really?" Wang Ke rolled his eyes, indicating that he was old and a little forgetful. Anyway, I was really so precocious at that time? Is it that wild?

However, Wang Ke made up his mind that from now on, he must be a quiet beautiful man: resolutely don't do it if he can't do it himself, and if he can't escape, he will try to shoot as little as possible. This has a popular saying in later generations, that is, laziness!

"Roll the calves!" Wang Hongyuan laughed and scolded, only thinking that Wang Ke was making a joke and didn't think anything else.

"This Nima is also a school?" Even though he was mentally prepared, Wang Ke was still taken aback by the situation in front of him.

A huge yard - let's call it a yard! Despite the absence of courtyard walls. There are 85 tiled houses, and half of the roofs can see the sunlight. The only two-story building is still a turret, and the staircase is replaced by a wooden ladder on the outside, and a broken iron piece hanging on the outside is probably the class bell, right?

The toilet is only half a person high, barely squatting without leaking the buttocks, the boys are fine, if the girls are not afraid to go away?

I didn't feel broken when I used to go to school, but now from a modern perspective, how can it look like a refugee camp? This picture was so beautiful that Wang Ke didn't dare to look at it more, and hurriedly shifted his gaze to the surroundings...... See the dirt houses around you...... Forget it, I didn't say it.

But now the air quality is good, you see this blue sky and white clouds, and there is mud in the air...... Ahh Whose livestock is not tethered properly and pulls such a big pile of poop on the playground? Hurry up and pick it up and use it as fertilizer.

When I entered the classroom, I found that I had been worried about the number of seats I had been worried about, and I didn't need to ask, Wang Ke must be in the last row - who let you have a desk? In front of you is a platform made of bricks, a small bench or a horse for one person, is it possible for you to be a pole and pestle?

The desks in the back row are not uniform, there are high tables and low stools like Wang Ke, and there are those who make do with one of the four legs when they are directly facing, and there are even those who directly use a bench as a table! Nima is so poor!

Poor? Wang Hongyuan didn't think much: if you look at his face, you know that he is superior here.

There was a girl at the next table, and it was probably the one Wang Hongyuan said in the morning. Compared with a group of other classmates with torn cotton jackets and rotten cotton pants, her woolen wool still made Wang Ke's eyes shine.

But I don't have much impression, and it is estimated that Wang Ke when she is a child now will not mean anything to her. As for now, huh...... Wang Ke said that from now on, he will believe ****!

"Smack!" Dong Martyr knocked on the podium a few times with a board, and the classroom, which was originally chaotic and like a vegetable market, suddenly fell silent.

Nodding, Dong Martyr was very satisfied with the effect he had caused: It seems that this group of children still respect their teachers very much! But what is the reason for the panic on your face? Could it be that the homework is not completed? Say what about you! What do you cry about? How many times have I told you: Moscow does not believe in tears.

"Who! Li Weimin, you accept your homework, pay attention to see if it is completed, and I will check the recitation of ancient poems! ”

Li Weimin is the fat girl who is at the table next to Wang Ke, of course, compared to these current classmates, she will have to weigh ten in any class in the future life.

"Wang Ke! You recite the lime chant. ”

Why am I? Wang Ke stood up reluctantly. Now it is stronger than others, not to mention that Wang Hongyuan is watching from the sidelines, even if he is reluctant, he does not dare to leak the slightest dissatisfaction. Fortunately, Lime Yin is a famous article, and he still remembers the content.

"Thousands of hammers are carved out of the mountains, and the fire burns as if it were idle.

I am not afraid of broken bones, and I want to leave my innocence in the world. ”

"Good! Very good! Dong Ruicun nodded with satisfaction, Wang Ke's recitation was correct and round, and his Mandarin was also very standard, which made him feel a sense of accomplishment: "What is the next sentence outside the Qingshan Building outside the mountain!" ”

"There is someone behind the capable person!" Wang Ke subconsciously replied casually, and regretted it as soon as the words came out. Nima, who was poisoned by Lao Guo so deeply, couldn't even look at it directly!