Li Mantun, who had not spoken for a long time, slowly spoke: "There is an ethnic minority near my house, and they believe in shamanism. Of course, only the elderly believe it, and today's young people don't believe in anything but money. It seems, it seems, that shamanic shamans have very random magic weapons, except for the long-handled drum and waist bell, which are uniform. There are also those with bones. But the bones I saw were very large and long, and they were like clubs and hammers in my hands. I haven't seen it with a phalange. ”

The five of them gathered around that night to study the bone, and various hypotheses were proposed, even the bones of aliens. Of course, quarrels are inevitable, let alone nonsense. Sun Buwu's mouth was dry when he was arguing with others, and after taking a sip of water, he suddenly said, "Hey, I remembered." Behold, this phalanx is a little shorter than Aren's phalange. Right? In fact, it is a little shorter than our finger bones. What does this mean? ”

In addition to Wu Zhen, the other three people slapped the table at the same time: "This is a woman's finger bone!" ”

Wu Zhen said the opposite: "It can't be a child's finger bones?" Children's finger bones are shorter! ”

Cut, the four of them looked at Wu Zhen with disdain, with a demeanor that did not speak to people with poor logical thinking. Since you know that the child's phalanges are shorter, you still say that they are the child's phalanges?

Since it is a woman's phalange, it is very likely that its owner is a beautiful woman. Beauty, this imagination is too big, how reverie?

Zhang Qiusheng suddenly picked up a sweater next to his left hand, and somehow there was an extra fruit knife on his right hand, and he cut off half of the sleeve when he waved the knife. Sun Buwu yelled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "I-, why did you cut off the sleeves of my sweater!" ”

"This is the bones of a beautiful woman," Zhang Qiu said as a matter of course, "Can it be placed on a cold and hard table like this?" ”

Just now, everyone took off their sweaters and threw them on the bed. This is Zhang Qiusheng and Song Nianren's room, with a table in the middle of the two beds. There were five people sitting on the bed and some on the bench, and the bones were placed on the table in the middle.

Sun Buwu shouted: "Why don't you cut your own?" Just want to cut me? "It's not that Sun Buwu is stingy. In this freezing Siberia, there is heating in the room. Everywhere they went, they took off their coats and wore only a sweater. Even if you go to the store, you go to the storage office to store your coat first, and then you go to the mall. Sun Buwu's sweater is now one sleeve long and one sleeve is short, how do you let him go out? In shopping malls, in cafes, in small bars, you have one sleeve long and one sleeve short, and people don't call you stupid - it's weird. Then simply don't wear a sweater, take off your coat and it's a shirt? That's even more so. How to dress is constrained by a certain social atmosphere.

Zhang Qiusheng ignored Sun Buwu's shouting, and carefully put the bone on the sleeve of the half sweater. Li Mantun sneered at Sun Buwu: "Cut, what kind of torn sweater are you?" Lao Zhang's sweater was hand-knitted by his mother, and yours was bought in the store. Can the hundreds of things that can be woven in a minute in the factory compare with what a loving mother can weave? ”

Well, this one, there's no comparison. Especially Zhang Qiusheng's mother is Teacher Liang, so it can't be compared. Look at Li Mantun's sweater, it is also hand-knitted, and Song Nianren's sweater is still hand-knitted. Only Wu Zhen's sweater is also an industrial product, although it is a famous brand, it can't hide the indifference of the machine. The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt!

Sun Buwu looked at Wu Zhen, and his eyes were obviously gloomy. He and Wu Zhen's mother are both high-ranking officials. It can't be said that mothers don't love them, but they rarely take care of the children themselves, and the housework is generally done by the nanny. The mother of a high-ranking official is of course very busy, and it is understandable that she is too busy to take care of her own children. But Teacher Liang is also very busy, she leads two classes of homeroom teachers by herself, and these two classes are all crooked, none of which can make people worry.

Wu Zhen and Sun Buwu were both thinking at the same time, how good would it be if their mother was like Teacher Liang? In fact, it doesn't matter how big an official you are. Being able to wear the clothes woven by my mother and eat the food cooked by my mother is the greatest happiness in life.

Zhang Qiusheng suddenly put the sleeves of his sweater into his pocket along with his finger bones, took out a pair of pokers from under the pillow, and divided them into four parts without shuffling the cards, and gave one to each person, except for Wu Zhen, of course.

The four of them cooperated tacitly and pretended to play poker.

The door was not closed, and Alyosha came to play with the Chinese middle school students, and when she saw them playing poker, she stood by and watched the game. Zhang Qiusheng politely asked him to play with him, but Alyosha shook his head and refused.

Poker is a popular game in the world and is played by almost everyone. Although the gameplay varies from country to country, there are always rules to follow. For example, a big hand presses a small card, and then a certain suit presses another suit. But Alyosalen couldn't understand what these Chinese students were playing. Zhang Qiusheng pressed Li Mantun's pair of Ks with a plum eight, and Sun Buwu pressed Zhang Qiusheng's plum eight with a square piece five, and so on.

This kind of gameplay won't, and you can't see a bright hall when you stand on the sidelines and watch. Alyosha was a little bored, and suddenly noticed Sun Buwu's half sleeve, and looked at it curiously. Half cut sleeves, this is a trivial matter, the problem is that it has not been twisted yet. Although Alyosha is a boy who doesn't know much about clothing, he still understands the consequences of this sweater not being twisted.

Alyosha tugged at the sleeve and asked, "Hey, Sun." What's wrong with your sleeves? ”

Sun Buwuzuo seriously thought about how to play the cards next, and said without looking back: "Cool." ”

“ｃｏｏｌ？” Alyosha was confused: "Today it is minus eighteen degrees." Sun, at least I don't think half a sleeve will make you cooler. ”

Thinking more seriously about how to play cards, and not looking back: "Popular." "Just one word popped up. Zhang Qiusheng was right in front of him, and he couldn't speak English in front of him, and he could only say words if he wanted to. It's better to hide your ugliness than to hide it.

Sun Buwu: After hard work, his English conversation skills are already very good. These days he often talks to Alyosha, and it is a long story, and it is called a smooth one. But he knew that he was far from Zhang Qiusheng like this.

Zhang Qiusheng speaks standard American English, and from time to time there are idioms, idioms, slang, and even very popular black slang. There is also a demeanor, tone and movement when speaking, as if he was born and raised in the United States for eight generations. This guy is a freak, and there's no comparison to him.

In fact, when Sun Buwu and Li Mantun asked Alyosha to practice English conversation skills, Song Nianren was next to them, and Alyosha also wanted to practice English conversation skills, and he wanted to worship Ah Ren as a teacher.

Sun and Li also want to worship Ah Ren as a teacher, but they don't say it. They are not afraid to show their cowardice in front of Ah Ren, they are not worse than Ah Ren in everything, for example, martial arts are better than Ah Ren. This is considered flat, and there is no sense of loss psychologically.

Damn, you can't get on par with Zhang Qiusheng, a freak. No matter how martial arts they are, whether they are trading to make money, or even fart and grinding their teeth, they are better than Zhang Qiusheng. This makes them depressed.

Brothers are brothers, at least there must be something with a long face to support the façade, right? Li Mantun grew up in the countryside. Although he was forced by the elders, he always had the imprint of a peasant on his body no matter what, and he cared about Cheng Dù better.

Sun Buwu is from the eldest young master. At home, guards, secretaries, and nannies circulate around. Outside, he fights, studies well, is rich and powerful, looks handsome, and is surrounded by sycophants all day long. The Lord who grew up in such an environment has a particularly strong sense of self-esteem. But since he entered the twenty-first middle school, he has met his nemesis, and he also knows the truth that there are mountain people outside the mountain.

Sun Buwu squeezed his fists and secretly tried hard, wanting to catch up with Zhang Qiusheng, even if he could catch up with him in a certain aspect. Before that, you can hide your clumsiness as much as possible, and of course you can't be too deflated, what is the saying? That's right, it's called avoiding the short and promoting the long. If you can put it right with Zhang Qiusheng, try to put it right, and you must hide it if you should hide it.

Now Sun Buwu is hiding clumsy, he doesn't say long sentences, only jumps words.

"Popular?" Alyosha didn't quite understand, turned his head and asked Song Nianren: "This is popular in China now?" The sleeves of the sweater are long and short, and they are not twisted? At the same time, he looked at the cards in Sun Buwu's hand, and the three and four were four. The other three fives, a square five, just came out, should also be four fives. And big and small Wang, this license is very good? Look at Li Mantun's cards again, J and Q are all four, and the other two Kings are two tens. Well, there was a pair of Ks just now, which means that K is also four. This card is better. Why do you want to take it apart? The small one can be pressed big, and the single sheet can be pressed into pairs? I don't understand!

Song Nianren seemed to be thinking about how to play the cards, but he still politely turned his head and replied: "Yes, popular." However, it is only popular among a very small number of people, and this refers to a person whose head is caught in the door panel, which means that there is something wrong with the brain. Alyosha, you know, this thing is popular, it's hard to make sense. ”

Alyosha nodded in agreement. For example, even if it is a human head, he has to shave a chicken comb; For example, he has obviously very good blonde hair, but he is not dyed blue. A good nose, he has to wear a hole and a ring. It is indeed a very small number of people, and it is indeed unreasonable. Sun calculated it like this, after all, he didn't hurt his body.

Sun Buwu was scolded by Ah Ren for no reason, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, but he couldn't do anything about him for a while. You can't just ask Alyosha what you want, you are thinking hard about how to play cards and have no time to deal with others. Are you free now? Don't think about the hand? You live in someone's house, you can't be too rude. Pretend not to hear and continue to think about how to play the cards.