Duo Lao carried a load of wet wool grain, and the two ends of a flat pole were equal in length with his shoulders as the fulcrum, like two single thin wings fluttering gently in the air, and at each end of the "wings" pulled a heavy basket, and the basket jumped up and down with the fluttering of the wings, so that the intersection of the flat pole and the basket made a rhythmic squeak. His steps are square, steady, elegant, and singing, really in lockstep, and leisurely artistic, a kind of dance in the field. With a height of eight meters and a sturdy body, I imagined that in ancient times when there were no guns and cannons, I could cut off a general by putting Duo Lao on the dusty battlefield and cutting off the enemy's head. Dorao Ping said that he likes to count the stones on the ground when he walks, but he reads the grass color all the way and glides like an eagle when he carries his burden.

"Ah, Li Duolao"!

When Duo Lao was about to step on the pond embankment and turn along the pond embankment to the floor, he heard a familiar voice, looking for a sound, it was Teacher Dong coming, his pupils dilated, and he made a sound, Teacher Dong is not afraid that it is Teacher Ding behind him?

Mr. Ding's face almost wiped the ground, as if the pond embankment was full of ancient texts that were very right to him, and he was reading all the way. Duo Lao was surprised, he had already put down his burden, flew over like a swallow, stretched out a pair of muddy hands, took Teacher Dong's hand that had already stretched out and could not be stretched any longer, bent down to her, and bowed. What made Duo Lao sweat was that with this bow, his head almost hit the stomach that Teacher Dong had suddenly swelled up in him, and a principle of heat expansion and cold contraction flashed in his mind, and the weather was too hot. However, no, the expansion rate would not be so large, and another vague reason immediately flashed through my mind. He has only been away from school for more than a month, and Mr. Dong is teaching junior high school, so he sees Mr. Dong less often, and he only smiles every time he meets.

"Teacher Ding!" Teacher Dong let go of Duolao's hand, she knew that he was going to help Teacher Ding, if Duolao also had to bow to Teacher Ding, then she had to kneel, or simply lie on the ground and bury her head in the soil, because Teacher Ding was as stiff as the straw shoes that Duolao used to weave straw sandals. Five years ago, Duolao's head was just the eyebrows of the teacher, and the teacher often put his hand on his head and stroked it for a while, but now he can only shake Duolao's thighs, not hugging the thighs, but shaking the thighs, touching them, how much stronger than before? Dolao leaned down and put his hands on the teacher's shoulders, and a few bright lights flashed in the air, and tears dripped on the teacher's back and neck. Duo Lao shouted a little roughly, "Teacher, what are you doing here when it's so hot!?" "The clothes on the teacher's back are honestly attached to the flesh and bones, faithfully reflecting the real situation of the back, why is his upper body only so wide? The spine bones are exposed like abacus beads, and the back under Duolao's eyes is like a bamboo root that Duolao got out of the soil to play with when he was a child!

Willow Branch bowed her back and brandished her sickle, and every time she stretched her waist to adjust her posture, she would always peek at Duolao, she was worried that he would fall while carrying the burden, and she was worried that he would be robbed of people and valleys. Now Duo Lao on the pond embankment seems to be bending over to carry a bag, and the woman who walks a little abnormally in front of her is more like Teacher Dong. When she stabbed it with a needle-like gaze and decided that it was Teacher Dong, she couldn't help but put down the He who was about to make a handful in her hand, and shouted: "Mom, Teacher Dong is here!" He didn't care about "labor discipline", and he walked away from the muddy water.

If there is a ruler at this time, measure it, and it is still 200 meters away, and the willow branch will drag its throat; "Teacher Dong......" The hand holding the scythe flicked in the air, and a moving white circle of light quickly moved towards the pond embankment. It seems to go to meet my long-lost mother.

No, Duo Lao is not carrying a bag in both hands, obviously there are two feet walking, who could it be? As soon as she touched the network of feelings, she flashed out Teacher Ding, regardless of him, there was no big punishment for calling wrong, she still dragged her throat: "Teacher Ding......"

"Qian Liuzhi, I saw you!" Mr. Ding folded his neck at almost a right angle, like a tourist who has just arrived at the sea, turning his head and looking at the vast sea, but to look through the eggshell-like lenses to see a person 200 meters away is obviously lying. Such a lie is a gracious lie.

In the past five years, half of Mr. Ding's wife scolded him, and half of this half has been assimilated by the farmers who are close to him, and only a quarter is left, otherwise, it would be now: "Qian Liuzhi, I see you"!

Adapt to people's conditions: willow branches support Teacher Dong; Duo Lao helped - no, carrying Teacher Ding, slowly walking to the pond embankment, the destination was Duo Lao's house.

The two teachers, Ding and Dong, are like two overburned Vajra Bodhisattvas, who urgently need to be annealed, sitting on the stool, Duo Lao and Willow Branch, each person has an old pu fan, Duo Lao is facing Teacher Ding, and Willow Branch is facing Teacher Dong, fanning hard like a final. The appearance of Duo Lao reminds people of the scene when the monkey of Huaguo Mountain borrowed the banana fan of the princess of the iron fan to fan the cold flame mountain.

Teacher Dong snatched the fan from Liu Zhi's hand, and the two teachers were a little embarrassed by them.

Teacher Ding said: "You are equal to the harvest in the field, and you are not Fure! "I don't know why, this Ding Guwen saw these two disciples, and three-quarters of the retreat recovered partially.

Teacher Dong said apologetically: "It's not the right time for us to come, I don't know that your family is engaged in robbery, so you should hurry up and do your own work." He snatched the fan from Duo Lao's hand and handed it to Ding Guwen, "Let's persuade ourselves." ”

This time, Willow Branch did not stop boiling water, but began to cook, and after Dorao told Willow Branch that the five rice bowls and three vegetable bowls were placed under the bed where his father slept, they were gone, leaving only a string of clanging footsteps.

Capitalism has come to this point, where they not only sell tobacco and alcohol, but also kill pigs and sell meat, and dare to sell fresh fish from other places. Dorao bought not only meat but also fish here. If it weren't for the robbery, he wouldn't have spent money to buy fish.

There are four large bowls of vegetables on the table, which are filled with noodles and meat, fish, eggs, vegetables, six rice bowls, and six pairs of chopsticks. All the vegetable bowls at home have appeared, but there is still one rice bowl, and the remaining rice bowl stands on the stove like a lonely person, which has also been washed by willow branches and glows yellow.

The four bowls on the table are steaming like four chimneys in a production factory. The atmosphere in the room was also very warm, and there were three benches for two people to sit together, and a short bench for only one person to sit down, for a total of seven people, and there were only six people in total, so one short bench was abandoned, and it was left to sit next to it like the rice bowl left on the stove. Like the row of seats in the elementary school, I was thinking about how to match the personnel, and I heard someone outside shouting: "Is there anyone in Qian Liuzhi's house?" ”

At first, Duo Lao thought that it was the gelding master who was shouting business, but when he heard it for the second time, Duo Lao and Willow Branch jumped out at the same time. Last time, the postman was still carrying two mail bags, standing on the floor of Willow Branch's house like a rooster about to crow, and was about to shout a third time, when Dorao and Willow Branch said at the same time, "Here you are!" ”

The three of them met at the gazebo of the mound, and in silence, the postman put the mail bag on the stone bench of the gazebo, took out a letter of acceptance, and handed it to the willow branch: "Congratulations! ”

The admission letter was snatched away by Duolao, and Liu Zhi paused secretly.

Duo Lao took the postman to dinner, and the postman, who was empty, half pushed and half obeyed.

If there is one more person, there will really be no job, and now it is just right, drag the short stool that was left out in the cold, and then a few people push it around like a domino, the dust settles, Duo Lao and Liu Liu share a stool, Jian Kang said that he shares a stool with Lan Ying, Mr. Ding and Mr. Dong share a stool, and the postman is also a stool, he is "unique", called one person and one stool.

"This latch house is another joy, the house is good, out of the son of heaven, out of the queen's ......" During the banquet, the postman praised the two young men and women, and it was difficult for others to intervene.

Teacher Dong had a few tears into his job, and no one knew about it except himself. The Normal College is a holy place for her, a normal school student, to yearn for and sigh at the Academy, and Qian Liuzhi in front of her, her student, was admitted to such a "college". It is not only an honor for her teacher, but also a wish for her teacher.

Mr. Ding has always forgotten to pick up the vegetables, of course, he doesn't have to go to the dishes himself, his bowl is already piled up. However, he didn't know what he ate, whether he ate it or not, he heard that if it weren't for Teacher Dong, these two little things, I'm afraid they would have been expelled from school a long time ago, how dangerous! The throat is blocked, and if you go in again, you will have to poke it with chopsticks.

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