Chapter 17: Open your eyes to the world
Early in the morning, during the rush hour, bicycles are like clouds.
In the rolling traffic, Ma Haowen rode on a dilapidated 28 flying pigeon, turned his head to chat with his son, and Ma Fei listened to it with relish.
The two rode across a field, and Ma Haowen saw something and stopped the car.
"What are you doing, Dad? We're getting late. Ma Fei got out of the back seat.
"It's just ten minutes, it's time. Come with me! Ma Haowen pulled Ma Fei and ran towards the depths of the field.
Here is a sea of flowers.
The goose-yellow green meadow is the softest and most fragrant carpet, opening its arms and inviting people to roll around. Clusters of unknown flowers hide in the grass, weaving an incomparable pattern into the carpet. The petals flutter vigorously in the wind, like wine glasses overflowing with vitality.
"You always ask me, why do you read so many excellent essays but always write bad ones, then I ask you, do you like to wear other people's old shoes? What is the most important thing about writing an essay? True. Let's take a feel for the world seriously. Write what you feel. Write about what you yourself believe in. Ma Haowen opened his arms and looked around greedily, breathing in the smell of the field.
"Look, don't you feel relaxed?"
"Relaxed!" Ma Fei hurriedly took out a small notebook from his schoolbag, "I have to write it down quickly!" β
Ma Haowenqi said: "What do you remember? β
"Teacher Hu said that you have to copy five good words and sentences every day. Yesterday I only copied four: you see, there are no clouds, nine deaths, the eyes of the rat are light, the weight is like a thousand pounds, and there is still one missing. β
"This is called good words and good sentences? What is a good standard? β
"Four words."
"!"
"No. Two words, too simple. Teacher Hu said......"
"What Mr. Hu said is also nonsense! What he said was not right, and what anyone said could be wrong, including Dad. Anything has to go through your own head, can't you memorize it? β
Ma Haowen looked around, bent down and touched the grass again, pulled Ma Fei and asked, "Do you still remember the ancient poems in your Chinese textbooks?" Look at this grass, it's not very dense, and you can see a large patch of green from a distance, and if you look closely, is it gone? In fact, it is just that the poet writes down what he sees with his eyes, but it has become a famous sentence that everyone has in their hearts and does not have in their pen. β
Ma Fei also bent down and leaned closer to the grass to look at it carefully. Sure enough, the tender green shoots that have just emerged in spring are hidden under the grass roots that withered in the winter last year, and you can see a touch of green in the distance, but when you get closer, you will be obscured by the grass roots, but you can't see clearly.
Ma Fei was like a treasure: "Huh? It's true? That's what the poem meant? β
Ma Haowen smiled and said word by word: "Open your eyes and look at it well." The world is beautiful. β
The sky is clear, and the grass grows and the warbler flies. The horse flew and trudged deep into the green grass.
Ma Haowen suddenly became childlike, and while his son was not paying attention, he walked in the opposite direction and hid behind a bush. Ma Fei was immersed in the spring color, unaware, and still kept moving forward......
At the same time, Teacher Xiao Gao walked into Ma Fei's class and was surprised to find that there were already four or five students sitting in the classroom.
"How many of you are earlier than me today?"
The students looked strange. A boy winked at the teacher and secretly pointed his hand back under the desk. Teacher Xiao Gao raised his eyes and saw that Director Yan was holding a teacup and sitting majestically in the last row.
The wall clock above the blackboard walks one by one.
There are more and more students in the classroom, but Ma Fei is always nowhere to be seen. Director Yan in the last row had a pale face, and his hand holding the teacup became stiffer and stiffer. Teacher Xiao Gao on the podium forced his composure, but his eyes kept looking out the window anxiously.
Ma Fei walked out a long way, and when he turned around, he couldn't see Ma Haowen anymore.
"Dad? Father? β
Ma Haowen was hiding behind the bushes, and suddenly saw a marmot hole in the grass, and couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and when he looked up again, Ma Fei was gone.
Ma Fei looked for his father all the way, and unconsciously walked down the field and walked to the other end of the city. By the time he realized he had lost his way, he had come to a large garbage dump.
He looked around and saw that the streets were dirty, the bungalows on both sides were dilapidated, the telephone poles were covered with rotten notes, and the whole environment looked unsafe. He stopped his steps and turned to leave, but in the distance, four bad boys who were smoking cigarettes across their bicycles saw him first.
"Missing a string? Where did you die lately? Come and let's see, what's on you? β
A familiar voice rang out, and Ma Fei immediately remembered the nightmare a few years ago. He looked at it, and the big bucktooth was no longer wearing a baseball cap, but the bucktooth was still quite prominentβit was the four bad boys who robbed the house! His scalp was numb, and before he could run away, he was surrounded by bad boys.
Here, Ma Haowen had a bad intuition, and was wandering around the world looking for his son, when he suddenly saw a madman running over. When the madman saw him from afar, he began to wave his hand desperately, and when he ran nearer, he shouted anxiously and loudly, dancing and painting. Ma Haowen understood, his heart sank, and he picked up the madman and ran.
It turned out that the madman happened to be picking up garbage just now, and witnessed the scene of Ma Fei being besieged by bad boys, and when they didn't pay attention, he flew over to report the news.
Ma Haowen followed the sound and happened to see Ma Fei being pushed to the ground fiercely.
"Hey! What for? β
The bad boys couldn't help but be stunned when they saw an adult coming. Ma Fei took the opportunity to get up and quickly hid behind his father. Ma Haowen said while protecting his son: "Ma Fei, go to school, it's really late if you don't leave!" β
Ma Fei looked at the vicious bad boy, and then at the skinny father, and hesitated.
Ma Haowen frowned: "Don't you believe Dad?" How old are you little villains? Don't study personnel! He pushed his son hard: "Let's go." β
Ma Fei turned around and ran, the bad boy rode the car and wanted to surround him, but Ma Haowen grabbed the back seat and threw the car out. The horse flew faster and faster, faster and faster.
Behind him, the bad boys surrounded Ma Haowen again......
The class bell rang loudly.
The embarrassed Ma Fei finally stepped on the bell and rushed into the classroom, and before he could stand firmly, Director Yan, who was already waiting in front of the podium, had already grabbed his schoolbag. Director Yan looked him up and down, shook off his schoolbag, and all kinds of miscellaneous books, toys, and wildflowers and weeds he had just collected fell out.
Director Yan pushed open the window and threw out of the window with all the belongings of his schoolbag.
There was a thunderclap and heavy rain poured down.
In the continuous rain, the director's office looked unusually cold.
The school leaders sat around the director's desk with mixed expressions. Teacher Xiao Gao sat alone a little farther away, his face calm, and he didn't say a word.
Director Yan said sharply: "Teacher Gao Tianxiang has seriously violated school discipline to shield students, and I propose to give him a major demerit. If you disagree, please raise your hand! There was a dead silence in the office, and no one raised their hand.
"Unanimously passed. In view of the fact that Teacher Gao herself is in the probationary stage, according to the school rules, she will be punished for losing her qualification for five years! Director Yan slapped the folder on the table with a "snap".
It was a rainy evening, and it got dark much earlier than usual.
Ma Fei didn't have an umbrella and walked home from school, already soaking wet. However, he didn't even notice this, because his heart was much wetter and colder than the clothes on his body, as if it had sunk into a pool of icy water. Clothes can be wrung out and dried, but nothing can warm his mood.
He walked into the house softly and found it dark and his father was sitting with his back to the door.
"Dad, I'm back."
Dad didn't speak. Ma Fei turned on the light and said with a hint of crying, "Something happened at school." Because of me, Mr. Kodaka...... Received a demerit. Director Yan also said that he would personally invigilate the final exam, and if I missed one point, I would be expelled. Dad, it's not that I don't work hard, but I really don't want to go to school......"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw his father slowly turn his head, and he was so shocked that he couldn't talk anymore.
"Daddy?"
Ma Haowen's entire face was swollen, there was a large bruise on the bridge of his nose, his cheeks were scratched, and he was coated with purple potion.
Ma Fei's tears flowed completely.
"It's so hard. Dad, it's so hard......"
There was a "clang", and the door was slammed open.
I saw that the other residents of the dormitory building gradually gathered, blocking the door with a tiger, and looked at the father and son coldly.
The woman holding the dog next door screamed: "I just said that there is always movement in this house, I thought it was haunted...... and the others immediately chimed in: "I didn't say anything about them when I found them here a long time ago!" β
ββ¦β¦ What a shame. The old ones are shameless, and the young ones are shameless. β
"Let them go! Play dead! Let's help them move ......."
The crowd poured into the house.