Tang Shan rolled downstairs and lay on the concrete floor wailing, Zhou Weiliang did not relent, and ran down the stairs on his feet, shouting while running:

"Your mother, you dare to pretend to be pitiful? See that I don't kick you to death. ”

When he came to Tangshan's side, Zhou Weiliang saw that he was sweating profusely, his eyes were bloodshot, and the sound of wailing came from the depths of Dan, which must have been a real pain to the bone marrow. Zhou Weiliang's feet were halfway raised, and he suddenly felt pity, retracted again, and turned to go upstairs.

Walking to the middle section, Zhou Weiliang did not forget to open his voice and declare to the whole school:

"This bastard student is stubborn and vicious, lawless, he dared to roll the stairs and pretend to be dead when he said a few words, and simply punished him to lie on the ground and bask in the sun, and no one was allowed to help him, otherwise, it would be against me Zhou Weiliang."

As soon as these words came out, no one dared to approach Tangshan all afternoon. The students don't need it, and even the principal and school workers don't dare to help them.

So, after Tang Shan broke his leg, he was exposed to the sun for an afternoon.

After school, Tangshan's father got the news, hung a wine bottle around his waist, and rushed to school full of alcohol. Seeing that his son was lying on the ground with only half a life left, he couldn't help but be furious, and scolded Zhou Weiliang upstairs:

"Bastard, are you a teacher, or a thug?"

Zhou Weiliang was extremely arrogant at first, standing at the door of the dormitory on the second floor, showing his teeth and claws, first scolding a circle of foul language from all over the country, and finally concluded:

"Your sister, this turtle son of your family, has repeatedly disrupted my classroom discipline and behaved extremely badly, if I were in the army, I would have shot him earlier."

Tang Shan's father was stunned. One is that he is angry and angry, and his eloquence is far inferior to Zhou Weiliang; Second, he never expected that Zhou Weiliang would be able to compare the classroom with the army, and he didn't know how to refute it for a while.

After being stunned for a while, Tang Shan's father took off the wine bottle on his waist, raised his head and drank all the residual wine, then took a breath from the dantian, shook it violently with one hand, and smashed the bottle to Zhou Weiliang upstairs, scolding in his mouth:

"Bastard, believe it or not I dug a pit and buried you?"

Zhou Weiliang was also stunned, he didn't expect that a mere farmer would dare to make a move on him first. But after all, he was a soldier, his eyes were quick, the wine bottle was about to hit the door, his body shrank, and he flashed into the room.

The bottle smashed against the door frame, shattered, and the broken glass fell to the ground.

Tang Shan's father saw that he couldn't get rid of the blow, and he was so angry that he raised his foot and was about to rush upstairs, and the school worker who was watching the door and ringing the bell next to him was also quick-eyed, and he stopped him by the waist and hugged him.

Tang Shan's father saw that someone was persuading him, and his arrogance rose even more, and he roared angrily while struggling:

"If you don't kill him, it's not enough to make people angry."

When he was drunk, he had a very loud voice, but it sounded a bit nondescript. But Zhou Weiliang saw that Tang Shan's father was so angry, and the flame in his heart was extinguished by more than half of it. Quickly close the door and never dare to show up again.

Downstairs, only Tang Shan's father was left to compete with the school worker. There is also a Tang Shan lying on the ground and no one cares.

is inseparable, and Principal Wang, who specializes in solving problems, appeared at the right time, like a ghost who came out of nowhere. He first inserted himself in front of the school worker and announced majestically to Tangshan's father:

"If you make trouble again, I'll call the police."

Tang Shan's father was almost about to spit on the top of the principal's half-bald head, but the principal immediately saw a clue, protected the top with one hand, played an official tone, and his tone was even more majestic:

"Since ancient times, schools have been places for teaching and educating people, not for spilling and making trouble."

As soon as Tang Shan's father heard this, he didn't understand it, so he was a little confused, and he was sweating from the school worker, and most of the wine was gone, so he gasped and gradually stopped. With a tilt of his head, a mouthful of spit fell at Tang Shan's feet.

After a long breather, Tangshan's father was still a little indignant and asked the principal:

"Did the teacher hit the student like that?"

Seeing that the most dangerous moment had passed, the principal began to examine himself:

"Teacher Zhou really didn't have a good grasp of proportion, and I also have poor management and supervision. But don't worry, your son should be fine after an afternoon of rest. ”

Tangshan's father was drunk for most of the time, but his thinking still couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and in the context of the principal's hard and soft voice, he was lost, and he didn't know how to answer, but he just muttered to himself:

"Can't even stand up, and say it's okay?"

Principal Wang observed the words, and when he heard this again, he knew that the matter could be over. He stood on tiptoe, stretched out his right hand hard, put his arm around Tang Shan's father's shoulder, and analyzed earnestly:

"It's okay, it's okay, the kid sprained his foot, it's not a big deal. Look at the frog in the field, it broke its legs, and in a few days it will not be alive and kicking around? ”

Tang Shan's father has been associated with alcohol for many years, and his brain has long been burned to the point that he is almost like a fool, and he was completely confused by the fresh and evil theory of the principal.

So, at dusk that day, Tangshan's father, who was confused, went home with Tangshan, who was exhausted and in unbearable pain.

This is going to happen now, no matter which child it falls on, it can't be good, no matter which parent puts this on the table, if they don't turn the school over, they will definitely not stop.

But it happened in that era, and the protagonist was the unlucky Tangshan, and with such an unclear father, the matter had to be closed in the end.

A month later, Principal Wang deducted another 1,000 yuan from Mr. Zhou's salary for a very legitimate reason: to compensate the injured student for his medical expenses. In fact, Tang Shan and Tang Shan's father didn't get a cent of the thousand yuan, and it all fell into the principal's pocket.

This time his salary was deducted, Zhou Weiliang didn't make a big fuss, he was only depressed for a long time, and he was full of relief. Moreover, because the principal dealt with two life crises for him in succession, he admired the principal so much.

Once Zhou Weiliang woke up in the middle of the night, suddenly slammed the edge of the bed, and said to himself in the darkness of the room:

"His sister's, this dead bald head, not amazing, but a little capable."

Since then, Zhou Weiliang and President Wang have become close friends.

Three months later, it was early summer. As far as the eye can see, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the peanut trees are mixed.

At this time, Zhou Weiliang had completely forgotten Tang Xiaoyan who had slept with him, and even more forgotten that he had kicked Tangshan. After school that day, Mr. Zhou walked out of the school gate, was blown by the warm breeze, and was comfortable, and at the same time, he was also a little lustful.

Zhou Weiliang walked towards the entrance of the village not far away. Only then did he remember that he hadn't been to the village for several months.

Walking to the entrance of the village, looking at the past, there was no one in the past; Listen intently, except for the barking of dogs and the barking of chickens, there is no voice. What Zhou Weiliang didn't know was that at this time, it was the busy farming season, and the students were out of school, but the farmers had not yet taken a part-time job.

Of course, there are no idlers in the village alleys. The students who had dispersed from school also went down to the field to help.

Zhou Weiliang felt a little bored, walked through a few alleys, and saw a few male dogs chasing a female dog, entangled and inseparable, so he stood on his feet and watched for a while, but he looked more itchy and irritable.

Zhou Weiliang kicked the hard, and then walked forward. Walking past the door of a house, it happened that a hen in someone's chicken coop was "clucking". He looked sideways.

It turned out that the hen had just laid an egg.

Zhou Weiliang walked in, bent down to pick up the egg, and it was still warm in his hand.

He took out the pin he had already prepared, pinched it with his index finger and thumb, and swirled it around the eggshell, and after a while he made a small hole.

Zhou Weiliang carefully put away the pin, sat on the stone in front of the door, held the egg with both hands, and slowly sucked it with his mouth to the small hole in the eggshell.

After absorbing the last drop of egg white, Zhou Weiliang put the empty shell back into the chicken coop and walked away satisfied.

Zhou Weiliang has done this kind of thing no less than ten times, and if he enters the village, he will carry a pin with him. Many families in the village often find that their hens have laid a chicken shell. It has become a strange story in ten miles and eight villages.

Zhou Weiliang walked through two more alleys, and suddenly saw a figure appear in front of him. I was taken aback at first, and then when I looked at it, I couldn't help but be overjoyed. Because although the front is a back, the buttocks are protruding, and it is obviously a woman.

Zhou Weiliang was first blown by the warm wind of spring, and his heart was itching; then saw the male and female dogs entangled, and were teased even more irritable; In the end, I ate a raw egg, which made my blood gush all over my body.

At this moment, when he opened his eyes and looked over, his back was slightly bloated, but it was tantamount to Yang Yuhuan's reincarnation.

Teacher Zhou quickened his pace, wondering which line to use to open the situation.

Before that, Mr. Zhou had accosted women in the village and liked to use English because he felt that it was cultured. At that time, it was common for him to turn a corner of the house, face a certain village girl, and burst out coldly:

“Hello!”

It's a pity that the countrymen don't know it, and most of the people of the opposite sex can be frightened by such a foreign sentence and run away.

Due to the poor effect, Mr. Zhou changed his strategy and used a simpler greeting "Hi! Complemented by the movement of spreading your hands, or shrugging your shoulders innocently.

Occasionally, this can make one or two silly sisters giggle.

Later, learned people in the village counted that there were only four English words spoken by Mr. Zhou Weiliang, in addition to the two greetings above, there were also "Yes" and "No".

When you say "Yes", you nod your head. When he said "No", he didn't shake his head, but stretched out his right index finger and shook it from side to side in front of people's eyes.

It is said that Tang Xiaoyan was recruited in this English environment at the beginning.

But today, Mr. Zhou decided to change his strategy. Because he has little patience to flirt today, and must enter the port as soon as possible; If you start in English, no matter how good the effect is, there is still a process of conversion. But with his current physical state, he can't afford to wait for this process.

So, he decided to switch to Chinese, the simpler and rougher the better.

Zhou Weiliang walked three steps away from the woman and spoke suddenly:

"Beauty, let's play a trick, shall we?"

Straightforward, simple, and brutal. After speaking, he himself was a little uneasy in his heart. Wait for the other person's reaction.

The woman was stunned at first, and then immediately turned around. What Zhou Weiliang saw was a fat face. The woman is a woman, but at least fifty years old. He couldn't help but be startled.

The fat on the woman's face spread out to her ears, revealing a huge smile so charming that it made people vomit blood, and shouted in a rough voice while laughing:

", play. Settle it on the spot, or go into the house and go to bed? ”

As he spoke, he came to take Teacher Zhou's hand and commanded:

"But you have to hurry, my dead ghost will be back from a day of work soon."

Zhou Weiliang was shocked, shook his hands violently, and fled.

Since then, although Zhou Weiliang has still wandered several alleys in the village, his mood has plummeted. At dusk, the sky was getting darker and darker, and Mr. Zhou walked back unhappily.

Along the way, he couldn't help but feel hatred for every creature he saw. What he didn't expect was that at this time, there were a few people full of hatred, waiting for him halfway.

In the middle of the path from the school to the entrance of the village, suddenly five or six black-clothed people jumped out, all of them covered their faces with black cloths, surrounded Teacher Zhou, and did not speak, but suddenly put a sack on his head.

Then five or six people pressed Zhou Weiliang to the ground, and fists, stones, wooden sticks, and bricks fell on him like raindrops.

Teacher Zhou, who couldn't move his limbs, was left with his mouth and could cry wolf.

All of a sudden, the sound was heard for ten miles.