Soon, I was promoted to the second year of junior high school. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This year, there were also two major events: First, the 98 catastrophic flood, which caused a vast ocean in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, with countless casualties and heavy disasters.

Another thing, I really don't want to say, but there is nothing I can do, Chen Po once again made me feel that life is impermanent and uncertain.

Our school has a big playground, the playground is surrounded by big camphor trees, and there is a small open-air substation cabinet in the southeast corner. The drop from the playground to the road is about 100 meters. Crossing the road, the drop is about three meters, it is a sidewalk, under the sidewalk, is a river more than 20 meters wide, there is a cement stone bridge on the river, about six or seven meters high.

The water in the river has always been very shallow, usually the deepest part of the river is only 2 meters, and most of the area is not knee-high. Last school year, everyone had a very good time. After eating at noon, I didn't take a nap, I secretly went down to the river to touch some small fish and shrimp, took it to the local classmate's house and fried it, and ate it as a snack in class in the afternoon.

But the good days are coming to an end. In the second year of junior high school, we changed the principal and the dean of students, and the whole school changed drastically. Every teacher seemed to be in high spirits, so we couldn't help but be forced to do it.

At least it's not up to us to have the final say in the evening self-study.

The school stipulates that accommodation is mandatory for all out-of-town students.

I had no choice but to pack a quilt from home and carry it to school.

At this time, the dormitory was not like a dozen years later, with independent iron frame beds. Now they are all wooden beds, large bunks, divided into upper and lower floors, and the first floor can sleep more than 20 people.

This year's flood is said to be once in 50 years, and the dusk roaring river rushes downstream, and the riverbed is at least four times as wide as usual.

All kinds of debris upstream, dead pigs, dead sheep, broken trees, and roots kept drifting down, and finally most of them were blocked by the bridge fence and covered most of the water. The stone bridge at the foot of the mountain is made of railings and reinforced concrete. But it still couldn't withstand the impact of the river, and when the flood receded, many railings were broken.

To get home from school, you have to cross the river. It wasn't the only way home for me, but it was the highest bridge we had, and I couldn't imagine that the wooden bridge upstream of it would have survived.

Seeing that the water was so deep, the teacher didn't dare to let us go home.

The food I bring from home every week is to eat for a week, and in the summer, it is very easy to spoil, so the students basically have the same dishes every day, all kinds of sauces and pickles.

Because my dad has not been in good health and is not suitable for farming, he is tinkering at home. In the past two years, he began to sell tofu again.

So he made me a lunch box of fried tofu with ham and meat every week, and added a few tablespoons of bean paste. In fact, this dish is delicious at any time, but I can't resist eating it every day, and I eat it for two years. As a result, after I graduated from junior high school, I had a headache when I saw dried tofu and ham.

It's Friday, so I have to go home, but I can't help it now that I'm locked up in school by my teacher. Even if I don't go home, you can let me go to my classmate's house to get some food.

The teacher was worried that we would sneak home and shut all the schools in the field in the classrooms, with teachers guarding the front and back doors.

Nima, it's like a prison.

I was depressed. In my last life, I just ate white rice for three days, but fortunately, my previous class teacher saw me very pitiful, and asked me to go to her from time to time to rub some food until the flood receded.

Luckily, we now bring our own rice from home to steam the rice, and I'm ready to eat white rice. Anyway, there is no half-dime in the pocket.

My table mate is a local, and my family lives next door to the school. During the evening self-study, she told me excitedly that she passed by the martyr's monument today and saw a bird flying over her head with a lunch box in her mouth. I don't know which unlucky classmate it is.

Normally, it's normal to see birds chattering on grass and branches, and they want to build nests, but they have a lunch box...... In an instant, the fat bird of Luhua jumped out of my mind.

Isn't it supposed to have opened up the table from Maple Creek to this pig's head mountain?

No wonder it's getting fatter.

The end of the evening self-study is 9 o'clock. Everyone dispersed. It was still raining outside, and I stood on the edge of the playground with my umbrella, looking at the rushing river below, and I was always a little uneasy. A flash of lightning struck the sky, and the surroundings suddenly brightened and darkened, followed by a thunderclap that startled me into taking a few steps backwards, covering my ears, and trying to run back to my dormitory.

"Silly girl, are you stupidly standing here looking at Mao so late?" With that, a heavy object slammed into my umbrella and subsequently fell into the grass behind me. I hurriedly turned around and saw that it was a lunch box in a red plastic bag.

"Damn, the daylily of labor". The reed flowers fell from the sky and pounced on the lunch box, feeling distressed. The feathers were covered with water, and I didn't see it tremble.

Recently its taste has changed, and I fell in love with daylily. This kind of dish, eaten raw or freshly fried, is poisonous, must be hot water and then dried, and then fried with shredded meat, it is a delicacy.

Since the last time it was poisoned by mistake, it was rescued by Chen Po, and it has inexplicably burst out with an unparalleled love for this poisonous dish.

"I'll rub it, you're stupid, your whole family is two hundred and five." I replied viciously.

Every time this flat hair sees me, it's either called a stupid girl or a stinky girl, if it weren't for the sake of Chen Po's pet, I really want to burn its hair with a fire.

It walked under my umbrella, shaking its feathers and saying, "Silly, don't be too lacking in virtue, if it weren't for me, you would have almost been split by lightning." ”

Do you lack virtue? Do you think you're a lightning rod?

I snorted disdainfully, turned around and left, Lu Hua unceremoniously jumped on my shoulder, grabbed the lunch box with one claw, and firmly grasped my shoulder with the other.

My shoulder hurts. I flapped and tried to tear it off my shoulder and throw it away, but it didn't agree to move its position, and its wings whirred and whined.

After a while, it shook off the rain and threw me all over my face.

Finally I got so angry that I grabbed one of its wings and threatened to throw it into a muddy puddle, only to scream and apologize.

Hmph, count yourself as acquaintances.

Over the years, I haven't been in vain, as long as the reed flower doesn't fly, I can still hold it by force.

It angrily smashed the lunch box on my hand, saying that Chen Po asked it to send it. Knowing that I can't go home, I guess I will only have water and rice for the next week.

I was so impressed, my father and mother didn't even think of bringing me food. For the sake of its food delivery on a rainy day, I casually stroked my hair back of my head, ignoring its jerk behavior just now.

The pink silk at the back of my head moved slightly, smoothing out my scattered hair like a small hand, and there was no sound again.

I walked slowly with my lunch box and umbrella, and the reed flowers hung upside down under the umbrella stand, chatting with me like a bat. It said that Po Chen asked it to tell me that it was unusually cloudy, and that when the rain stopped a little, she would go into the mountains to have a look.

When I thought of Po Chen's seventies still climbing mountains, I felt that my teeth were tight. However, the old man and the old lady in the countryside have been in the mountains all their lives, don't look at their age, now the average young man can't climb the mountain as fast as them.

I don't have any objections. I heard Luhua say that it was going to be away for a few days, and the beaver it chased last time reappeared. It said hatefully: Labor and management must have skinned it.

In revenge, it led the thunder and split it into a "black crow".

Hey, this bird doesn't just hold grudges, it's just grudges!