Jiang Sheng seems to learn everything very quickly, even if he cooks, he is the same as his mother.

My mother would go out early and return late all day long, and sometimes in the morning she would take the leftovers from the previous night and eat while walking, and Jiang Sheng would make a fire to cook porridge when she got up, and only wake me up when the pot was boiling.

The house was filled with the smell of alcohol from his father all day long, and Jiang Sheng especially hated this smell, and when his father was at home, he had to eat in the courtyard with a bowl.

In the past, when Jiang Sheng came home, he would always urge me to know the words in the dictionary of a few students, and then memorize a poem before going out to play, but now when he got home, he put down his schoolbag and began to clean the yard, or sweep the fallen leaves, or sweep the snow, regardless of my whereabouts.

There are a few old hens in the back of our yard, and when my mother is not at home, Jiang Sheng feeds them, and he seems to have put down the shelf of the pampered young master who has always been pampered, and let go of his stubborn temper that he argues for.

My father used to like to eat eggs when he was in good health, and my mother would occasionally fry two eggs in soybean oil in the morning, one for my father and I each.

Today's mothers mostly save their eggs and sell them on the street in bamboo baskets in the morning.

In fact, Zhao Fugui's family collects eggs, Zhao Fugui's family likes to drink egg custard, that is, boil white water, break up the eggs, and put some white sugar into it, once Shen A-Niang called me and Jiang Sheng to her house to drink once, and after I went home, I asked my mother to also ** egg custard, my mother scolded me and asked me what else to do besides eating.

After my mother left, Jiang Sheng would sometimes secretly fry an egg for me to eat, and I asked Jiang Sheng where he got the egg, and Jiang Sheng said that he hid it, so I didn't tell my mother.

I don't know if Jiang Sheng really forgot my birthday or deliberately didn't want to mention it that night, he made a promise to me for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect to break my promise after only one year.

Maybe he didn't want to disappoint me, because he was penniless and couldn't afford a cake for my birthday, maybe it was because it was the two of us who celebrated the birthday together, and now Xiao Wu no longer belongs to our small gang.

Jiang Sheng seemed to be tired when he went to bed at night, and he fell asleep quickly when he lay on the bed, and I looked at Jiang Sheng's delicate eyebrows and eyes in the moonlight through the window, and closed my eyes aggrievedly.

When we arrived at the classroom the next day, everyone turned their heads to look at me and Jiang Sheng, who looked blankly at his desk, which was a pile of torn books.

All of Jiang Sheng's textbooks and exercise books were torn to pieces.

"Do you know who tore it?" Jiang Sheng asked Wang Wei with a frown.

Wang Wei shook his head and said, "Your book was torn up when I came, I don't know who it was." ”

Jiang Sheng turned his head to look at Qin Fei who was sitting against the wall, Qin Fei said, "Look at what I'm doing, I'm not sick to tear your book, grass!" ”

"Jiang Sheng, it's not Qin Fei, he's here with me." Qin Fei's tablemate said.

"Yes, Jiang Sheng, when we came, we saw your book torn."

The classmates in the class all said one after another, Jiang Sheng's jaw moved, he sat in his seat, and opened the torn Chinese textbook, which was not very broken, and there were many small characters written on it.

At that time, for ordinary rural students, it was a very serious matter for the book to be torn, three or five yuan for a book, Jiang Sheng didn't care about it before, but now Jiang Sheng is penniless, he has never asked his mother for money, not to mention that textbooks are not available in bookstores outside, and schools generally do not have excess textbook inventory.

There are many people in the class who like Jiang Sheng, they will give their snacks to Jiang Sheng, but they will not give textbooks to Jiang Sheng.

When Mr. Zhang arrived at the classroom, he was furious when he learned that Jiang Sheng's book had been torn, and he said, "Who tore Jiang Sheng's book?" ”

The class was silent, and no one dared to respond, not even raise their heads.

"The final exam is coming soon, and now I've torn up all the textbooks and notes of others, I'm so vicious at a young age, and my mind is full of crooked thoughts, if anyone knows tell me, I will give a certain reward." After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, he asked everyone to read the textbook aloud, and he started to investigate from the first primary five.

After class, Mr. Zhang only checked half of the people, his face was very ugly, he stood on the podium, knocked on the lectern fiercely and said: "I already know almost everything, the person who tore up Jiang Sheng's textbook can stand up now I can not be punished, I know that if I do something wrong, I will still be a good boy if I repent, I dare not admit it, find it out for me, it is not just as simple as expellation." ”

After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, no one in the class stood up.

"Good." Mr. Zhang said in a cruel tone. "Who was on duty last night, stand up now."

Zhao Dahai and I stood up in fear, and Mr. Zhang asked, "When you were cleaning last night, did anyone else enter the classroom, and you don't have to be afraid of the senior students." ”

"Nope." Zhao Dahai shook his head and said.

"And were you the last to leave the classroom?" Mr. Zhang asked again.

Zhao Dahai said: "Yes, I left with Jiang Rong, and I didn't find that Jiang Sheng's textbook was torn when I left. ”

Mr. Zhang hummed, asked Zhao Dahai to sit down, then looked at me and asked, "Jiang Rong, what about you?" ”

I whispered, "I didn't see it either." ”

Mr. Zhang asked me to sit down as well, and then asked, "Who was the first to come to the classroom this morning?" ”

Wang Hu raised his hand and said, "I came first, and before the door opened in the morning, I sat at the door reading a book, and I only went in when Liu Ming came to open the door." ”

Liu Ming is a **-year-old boy, his home is very close to the school, and he is almost a neighbor with Mr. Zhang, he gets up early every day, and he is obedient, so Mr. Zhang handed over the key to the classroom to Liu Ming for safekeeping.

"You're sitting at the door reading a book, and you scored 9 points in the last exam?" Mr. Zhang's tone questioned.

"Sir, one of the windows in our class is broken, it can't be locked, and when it's cold in the morning, everyone will climb in from there." One student raised his hand and said.

"Wang Hu also crawled." Another student said.

"It's really not me." Wang Hu said aggrievedly in a hurry.

"Okay, sit down." Mr. Zhang asked Wang Hu to sit down, then looked at Xiao Wu and asked, "I heard that you have had a conflict with Jiang Sheng recently, and you usually get close to Wang Hu again, so you came to school with Wang Hu this morning, right?" ”

Xiao Wu frowned and said, "Yes." ”

"Why should I tear up his book if I have nothing to do?" Xiao Wu said impatiently.

"When you have a conflict with Jiang Sheng, I can't find out, is your character not torn by you or who?" Mr. Zhang said. "If you have a mother, you must have a son, and your mother's appearance is the most direct embodiment of your character!"

"Dead old man, I warn you, if you scold me, don't scold my mother!" Xiao Wu stood up and pointed at Mr. Zhang and yelled. "Isn't it just a few broken books, anyway, the master won't read it, and I won't take the exam!"

Xiao Wu said and took out all the books in the belly of the desk, walked to the back of the classroom, put the books on Jiang Sheng's desk, and then walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

"Be a thief with a weak heart." Mr. Zhang said fiercely, and then pointed at Wang Hu and criticized: "I don't report it, and you lie to deceive me, I think you are getting more and more down, you are really close to Zhu is red, and close to ink is black!" ”

"Yes, I tore the book, I tore it alone, and it has nothing to do with Wang Hu." The little five heads who walked to the back door of the classroom did not reply.

"Little Five!" Zhao Dahai looked at Xiao Wu who left with his schoolbag and shouted.

I lowered my head and scribbled on the book, and Jiang Sheng also lowered my head, not knowing what I was thinking.

"Go out and stand, don't go into the classroom today." Mr. Zhang looked at Wang Hu and said.

Wang Hu cried with tears in his eyes and said, "Sir, this matter is not bad for Xiao Wu, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"He has admitted that you are still quibbling, and you don't admit the stolen goods when you carry someone's head, go out!" Mr. Zhang yelled.

Wang Hu was so frightened that he walked out of the classroom with tears in his eyes.

Mr. Zhang severely criticized Xiao Wu, saying that Xiao Wu was useless, since the last time Niu Aihua went to the school to make trouble, Mr. Zhang Xiao Wu has completely given up, as long as he doesn't disturb others in class, Ma Aiguo also knew about Niu Aihua going to the school shrew to scold the street, so he was ashamed to see Mr. Zhang again.

At that time, Xiao Wu had a very bad reputation at school, fighting all day long, tearing up the textbooks of fellow students, and daring to insult Mr.

When I got out of school in the evening, I asked Jiang Sheng on the way: "Brother, Xiao Wu admitted that he tore up your book, do you think it's him?" ”

Jiang Sheng shook his head and said with a slightly confused expression, "I don't know either." ”