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Half a month later, Zhu Daidong gradually adapted to the simple and orderly life of the school. Because he graduated from the Provincial Normal University, he was arranged to be the head teacher as soon as he came to the school, and he also had the language of the other two classes in the first year of junior high school. During the day he is very busy, with at least five classes a day, and he has to take a class, and only after school does he have free time.

But Zhu Daidong is very unaccustomed to being idle, because as long as he is free, there is a figure lingering in his mind. But it's impossible to get him to devote himself to his work, he doesn't have passion! How can a young person who has lost even his passion be actively yearning for work? So he doesn't care about anything, he just gets it done, and he never does a little more.

There is no spirit in class every day, and it is completely task-filled. For students, it's also laissez-faire. Although the principal Liu Tao mentioned this matter to him several times, every time Zhu Daidong only agreed to it in person, he still did what he should do behind his back, which caused other teachers in the school to complain about him, especially the middle school teachers and students who were assigned to him in those days, and they were even more gloating, who let Zhu Daidong graduate from the Provincial Normal University, and they were only middle school teachers and students.

This kind of life is full of wavering, loss, and sadness for him, and he feels that he is just an outsider, a drop of oil, and he can't fit into the bowl of water of Shuling.

During this time, Zhu Daidong drank some wine alone whenever he had the opportunity, and he didn't have any friends at school, if he had to say that he had a friend, Hu Lihua, the English substitute teacher in the class, might be half of it.

Hu Lihua is the only substitute teacher in the school, unmarried, but has a partner, I heard that he is an officer in the army. She has curved eyebrows and apricot eyes, red lips and white teeth, black hair in a bun slanted behind her head, which is very eye-catching, and there is also a pair of tall twin peaks, which makes people involuntarily look there.

Her desk is just opposite Zhu Daiping, so Zhu Daidong can sometimes look at her openly and not attract the attention of others. Before Zhu Daidong came to report, she was the agent of the class, and now she is also the English teacher in the class. The two often discuss a few words because of the things in the class, which makes Zhu Daidong's mood better because of this.

But for such a thing as drinking, Zhu Daidong will not go to her no matter how lonely he is. As for the other teachers in the school, Zhu Daidong will not look for them. When I first came to Shuling, the school also held a welcome banquet for the new teachers. The so-called banquet is a meal for all the teachers in the small cafeteria, a tofu stew, a fragrant fried meat, a braised tofu, a mapo tofu, a home-cooked tofu, and four cold dishes, this is simply a tofu feast, but this is already the highest hospitality specification of the school.

This year, there are a total of five teachers assigned to Shuling Middle School, three boys and two girls. Except for Zhu Daidong, who is a college student, the other four are all middle school teachers and students. At that time, the principal Liu Tao introduced Zhu Daidong alone, what a high-achieving university student, full of wealth, he couldn't wait to give all the praises to Zhu Daidong. This is a college student named by Liu Tao to come, and praising Zhu Daidong is to praise him for his vision and courage.

Zhu Daidong is so big that he has been praised by others in front of him, it is more and more awkward, and he was in a terrible mood, and laughing at that time was not much better than crying.

But that's it, it still made an enemy for Zhu Daidong, at least the four middle school teachers and students were full of disdain and hostility at that time, especially the two in the same dormitory, who couldn't wait to eat Zhu Daidong alive.

Originally, the relationship between the five people was okay, but after such a scene, the four middle school teachers and students hugged together and isolated Zhu Daidong alone. And Zhu Daidong once overheard them talking about themselves, sneering, isn't it just a diploma? There may not be much talent to learn, but what if there is? Being able to teach good students is the real skill! Then there was a chirp of laughter, and Zhu Daidong's face suddenly looked like it had been burned by charcoal.

The few newcomers who should have been able to talk about the most were like strangers, and the relationship between Zhu Daidong and other teachers had not yet reached the point where they could talk about everything and drink freely. He bought alcohol and simply didn't take it back to school, and only came back after drinking it outside. When I went back to the dormitory, I didn't care about the smell of alcohol, and fell asleep.

Zhu Daidong often got drunk, which made the two middle school teachers and students in the same dormitory even more contemptuous of him, and sometimes even scolded Huai in front of him, such as "asking" wine bags and rice bags to him in person. What is the difference between such a metaphor and a slap in the face? If it is according to the original Zhu Daidong's temperament, I am afraid that a vicious battle is inevitable. Although Zhu Daidong is poor, he is poor and has backbone, and the poor have self-esteem, if he doesn't even have self-esteem, what is the point of living?

But now Zhu Daidong has endured it, and he doesn't even have the intention of being angry, such a thing is no longer worth his anger...... However, Zhu Daidong has changed significantly in class, according to the students, Mr. Zhu's current class is very lively and easy to understand, especially classical Chinese, listening to his class, it is like listening to a story, which is particularly interesting.

Public and private should be clear, this is the standard that Zhu Daidong set for himself, you can't let dozens of students in a class suffer because you are in a low mood alone, right? When he was in college, Zhu Daidong once made up his mind to contribute to China's education. But now that he has stepped onto the three-foot podium, he has forgotten all this.

Although their behavior was shameful, it made them soberly aware of their responsibilities and shocked, and this word can be used to describe Zhu Daidong's mood. This incident had a lot of impact on Zhu Daidong, and since then, he has always treated his work with a clear distinction between public and private, no matter what profession he is engaged in, no matter what position he does.

Since others don't like that he is full of alcohol, Zhu Daidong simply drinks outside, and sometimes even doesn't return all night. But it costs a lot of money to spend the night outside, although Zhu Daidong is also a state worker, but his salary is not high, if he can save this money, he can buy two more bottles of Lao Baigan.

Every day after school, Zhu Daidong walked around the township with two bottles of wine, and he needed to find a quiet place to shelter from the wind and rain. As he became more and more familiar with Shuling Township, he was finally discovered by Zhu Daidong in an excellent place.

On the hill behind the Shuling Township Government, there is a Sanqing Taoist Temple, which was driven away by all the Taoist priests in the Liberation of the Four Olds at the beginning of the liberation, and has been vacant. Until the last few years, I don't know when, from where came a traveling Taoist priest, he arrived at the Sanqing Taoist Temple, saw that there was no one to manage here, just he didn't want to wander around anymore, but he disrespectfully proclaimed himself the master, self-named "nameless Taoist", and lived here in a grand manner. The people around him did not embarrass him much, and even after he came, on the first day, fifteenth day of the new year, or every tenth day of the market, occasionally someone would go to offer incense and send him some incense money.

Except for those specific days, it is very quiet here during the day, and at night, it is even quieter, Zhu Daidong casually found a room near the gate, and after lighting the candles, he found that there were tables and stools inside, although it was a little dirty, but Zhu Daidong did not have too high requirements for this, just clean it casually, and pour himself a drink there.

Zhu Daidong doesn't know when his alcohol consumption has reached an unfathomable point. He used to drink alcohol, but the amount of beer was only one bottle, and the farmer's home-brewed rice wine was at most one glass, about two taels. But during this time, he didn't know whether to anesthetize his nerves or forget the pain in the back of his head, and his alcohol consumption began to increase. When he first arrived at school, he could only drink half a catty of Lao Baigan, but now, he can drink two bottles of Lao Baigan a night. Lao Baigan is a 52-degree high wine, and ordinary people can be said to be able to drink it with a half-catty amount, if they can drink a catty of Lao Baigan, they can be called a master of drinking in a place like Shuling Township, but now Zhu Daidong is silent, but he can drink two catties.

Lao Baigan is a sorghum wine produced by Shuling Distillery, which is mellow and strong, and the local people also like it. After Zhu Daidong arrived at Shuling Middle School, he quickly fell in love with this cheap and mellow liquor.

Open a bottle of wine, put on the dried braised fragrant rice, peanuts, etc. bought in the supply and marketing cooperative, chew a peanut, and then drink the old white dry, no one thinks about it, does nothing, such a day is really comfortable. It is only during such a period of time that Zhu Daidong can forget about jì and enjoy it to the fullest. never thought that before he took two sips, a person flashed into the room, like a gust of wind, but it was faster than the wind, as fast as a ghost, so frightened that Zhu Daidong picked up the wine bottle on the table and was about to fight back.

"This benefactor is polite, don't panic, the poor way is the master of the view." The man who came in saw Zhu Daidong's panicked appearance, and hurriedly said, he was afraid that if he said it too late, Zhu Daidong would pounce on him and fight hard.

In fact, Zhu Daidong already had plans to duel with him, and the third watch suddenly appeared in such a place in the middle of the night, what kind of good person could he be? Although he has never learned martial arts, but he grew up in the countryside since he was a child, and he also has a lot of strength, when he jumped up just now, he had already grabbed the wine bottle on the table in his hand, if this person was a little later, Zhu Daidong's sprinkling bottle had already bloomed on his head.

"Who are you?" Zhu Daidong was shocked and asked in a deep voice.

Zhu Daidong was panicked, and he didn't hear what he said just now.

"The poor way is the master of the view." The Taoist who came in put his hands together and saluted towards Zhu Daidong.

With the wax light in the house, Zhu Daiguang finally saw the appearance of the person who came. The long hair is tied in a bun on the top of the head, but it is forked in the middle with a chopstick. His face was ruddy, with a large red trough in the middle with a huge nose and a jagged beard under his chin, as if he hadn't been tidied up in months. What's even more excessive is that his Taoist robe, under the reflection of wax light, is shining, Zhu Daidong's eyesight is very good, and he soon understood that it is not that his Taoist robe is magical, but that the oil and dirt on it are so thick that it can almost be used as a mirror, this whole sloppy ghost.

"I don't know the long number?" Zhu Daidong saw that he had no malicious intentions and was still the master here, so he quickly calmed down.

"If there is a number, there is no number, and if there is a name, it is nameless, and the donor can call the poor road a nameless Taoist." The nameless Taoist seemed to be a self-cooked, he sat at the table by himself, grabbed a few pieces of dried braised incense brought by Zhu Daidong with his black hands, put them in his mouth, and ate them to himself.

"Nameless Daoist?" Zhu Daidong didn't know if he was really a nameless Taoist, he was just teasing himself, and seeing that he didn't regard himself as an outsider, he also sat down slowly. Either way, it's better to have someone to drink with you than to drink alone.

"Donor, Poor Dao smelled the fragrance of your wine, I don't know if I can give you a glass of wine?" The nameless Taoist said with a smile, although he is a Taoist, he does not have as many rules as a cultivator, and he belongs to the kind of person who has been drunk and flesh has been worn through the intestines and left in the hearts of real people.

"This wine is from the old white dry of the hometown, how can there be any wine aroma?" Zhu Daidong smiled, he just wanted to drink some stuffy wine this time, and bought two bottles of Lao Baigan and a pack of dried braised incense and peanuts at the supply and marketing cooperative, and he didn't ask for a cup, so he immediately put the wine bottle in his hand in front of the nameless Taoist.

Zhu Daidong rarely communicates with others in addition to classes in school, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and he only speaks three points when he meets people, and he can't throw away all his heart, which he saw from a martial arts novel, and after joining the work, he soon felt that this is really a wise saying. And now this nameless Taoist has never known him in his life, and the two have no interests entangled, but he is willing to talk to him.

"No matter what kind of wine, as long as it is within a hundred feet of poverty, you can smell its fragrance and trace its source." The nameless Taoist had honestly and unceremoniously grabbed the wine bottle in his hand, raised his neck, and took a few big sips, for fear that others would rob him, and in a blink of an eye, a small half bottle of wine entered his stomach.

"The Taoist is really a good drinker." Zhu Daidong secretly shouted, this old white gan is a pound, fifty-two degrees, he may have three taels in this mouthful, this nameless Taoist can be called a massive.

"What is this, if I were ten years younger, I would be able to dry most of this bottle of wine in one sip." The nameless Taoist chief burped, grabbed another piece of dried braised incense and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Just now, before the nameless Taoist came, Zhu Daidong had already drunk for a while, and now there should be about eight taels in the wine bottle, fifty-two degrees of wine, and he can drink eight taels in one sip, which is no longer massive, it is simply a wine fairy.

Zhu Daidong originally came here to drink alone, but now that he is accompanied by the nameless Taoist, he is even more drunk, and immediately picked up the wine bottle, like the nameless Taoist, raised his neck, and took two big sips. The old Baigan of Shuling Township has a history of several decades, and this winery has been set up in the township since the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

"Happy!" Zhu Daidong shouted. He has also made great progress in the amount of alcohol now, I remember when he was in school, he would blush even if he drank a glass of beer, but now, he has no problem drinking a pound of old white gan, maybe as others say, the amount of alcohol is also to practice, he has been practicing almost every day during this time, and unconsciously the amount of alcohol has risen, otherwise he would not have brought two bottles of wine to Sanqing Taoist Temple at a time this time.

"Well, why is it empty?" The nameless Taoist chief didn't realize that Zhu Daidong was also massive, he was only distressed that he only drank half a bottle of wine, and he was actually drunk by the other party in one gulp.

"It's okay, there's still a bottle." Zhu Daidong shook his head, he didn't feel dizzy, and the feeling of burning in his throat gradually disappeared, it seemed that he had practiced the amount of alcohol, and he drank more than the nameless Taoist just now.

"I can't take any more gulps this time." Seeing that there was wine again, the nameless Taoist chief's eyes lit up, and after taking a big sip, "friendship" reminded Zhu Daidong as if he had bought this wine.

"Okay." Zhu Daidong took the wine bottle and took a big sip, but in the eyes of the nameless Taoist, he was distressed. Zhu Daidong was secretly funny, this old Taoist has reached the point of obsession with "wine", can a Taoist priest with good wine be a good Taoist? "Nameless Dao Leader, is your Dao number really 'Nameless'?"

"That's not it, there was originally a road number, but it didn't work for a long time, I almost forgot it, I was too lazy to think about it and I didn't bother to remember, isn't it good to be called nameless?" The Nameless Dao Elder took another big sip of wine, as if he didn't want to talk about this issue, and said lightly.

The road name "nameless", it sounds like an elegant, mysterious feeling, at the beginning of the casual saying of this, is very popular with the local folks, otherwise with his image, this Taoist temple will have incense? I'm afraid that even if there is incense, it will be after driving him away, and a large part of the reason why he can mix in the Taoist temple now is because of his Taoist name.

The nameless Taoist was reluctant to mention it, Zhu Daidong didn't ask again, and the nameless Taoist also tacitly didn't ask Zhu Daidong's situation, the two of them just drank the wine and chatted casually, but most of the wine was rushed to drink by the nameless Taoist, and the peanuts were eaten by him to the point that there was no left, although Zhu Daidong still felt that he didn't enjoy drinking, but he was able to drink with others, and listened to the nameless Taoist talking about anecdotes from all over the world, and his mood was also a lot more relaxed.

After returning to school, it was already the second half of the night, the school was very quiet, and he could hear his own squeaky footsteps, Zhu Daidong's mood was very happy, although he did not talk about his feelings with the unknown Taoist, but after talking to people for half a night, he felt that the depression in his heart was much less. After returning to the dormitory, Zhu Daidong ignored the earth-shattering snoring sound made by the other two teachers in the dormitory, covered his head with a quilt, and soon fell asleep beautifully.