Since then, Cheng Liang has become more introverted, taciturn, and has an inexplicable sense of inferiority. In the three years of junior high school, he has never invited a good classmate to his home. He is depressed and even has a little depression that is not commensurate with his age, like

They are like floating duckweeds in the river ditch, drifting wherever the wind and rain blow.

There is a tradition in the class of giving nicknames, which are mostly based on names, characteristics and personalities. Tao Jian is tall and bold, and has some prestige among his classmates. In particular, many girls who are just starting to fall in love admire him very much, and he also makes a lot of misunderstandings.

It is said in the story that the teacher was involved in some processes. Over time, people praised him as a kindred spirit and gave him the nickname Rooster.

Many years later, at a class reunion, Tao Jian got drunk and complained to the girls who had been involved in scandals in his classmates, "Damn it, back then my rooster, not to mention kissing or anything like that, even held hands once, and everyone spread the word."

I am as wronged as Ximen Qing, wronged, wronged, even more wronged than Dou E! Today, no matter what, I should hug and kiss you. Don’t be like Qingwen in the Dream of Red Mansions, who can’t shut up even if she dies with a false reputation.

Eye!

After saying that, he chased the girls crookedly and hugged them, rubbing them up with his greasy mouth...

The girls, who still had their charm, were laughing and cursing. They caught the pottery sword with their hands, raised their feet, and played the game of swing...

Amidst the joy and laughter, Tao Jian, a middle-aged and dissatisfied man, satisfies the banter of the girls. As the girls swayed rhythmically, he burst into tears...

The ladies were all panicked, thinking that he had been hurt, and quickly put down their inquiries.

He got up, wiped his tears, and sighed: "What a risk! Even if you are injured, it is painful and happy..."

Cheng Liang was nicknamed a fine breed of chicken because of the work of the young talented man Cao Shu. Cheng Liang was as quiet and dull as the chickens raised in the newly established chicken farms, lazy and lifeless. The jokes from his classmates were not at all interesting.

I couldn't arouse his interest, so he ignored me when he started barking, and when he barked too many times, I would respond to him every time he barked.

Sometimes when they go home, the blessed couple, who are too energetic and have quarreled, turn around to criticize Chengliang for his unsatisfactory unit test scores. Chengliang once in a while roars and yells, "What score I got in the exam is none of your business..."

…

Blessed, Chi Lian was shocked.

How did the son who was as quiet as a girl change when he was young...

Debate has set a precedent, and it has happened countless times...

When Chi Lianshu was talking about how difficult it was for her to conceive and raise them in ten months, he sarcastically said that when he came back from school in the third grade of elementary school, he got wet in the heavy rain and fell and got muddy. Chi Lian refused to comfort her and held the fire with iron tongs.

I'm afraid of scaring him.

Fu Xianglin's wife-like story told how he worked hard to attract respect when he was a director when he was young, and when he was commended for his service to the people. Cheng Liang retorted, "Who on the team can make more money than you now, which one can grow better rice than you, which one is better than yours?"

The money you make from selling domestic fish every year is more than you make in several years! If you can't sell the fish, you bring back some fishy silver carp roe every day to eat. I feel sick when I see that stuff...

These words deeply hurt Blessed's heart.

He could bear the ridicule and ridicule from others outside, but when it came from the words of his son who was raised little by little from the soil in his field, he was heartbroken. Just like what Mr. Guo Degang said, no matter how much others hurt him, nothing could hurt him.

Let the son who was raised as a teenager do it...

Every time this happens, Bingfu sometimes gets angry and curses loudly before resorting to physical violence. Sometimes he repeatedly defends to Chengliang like a pitiful Xianglin's wife, saying, "Your mother's hands are like funnels, and she doesn't harvest even the vegetables from the field."

After all the hard work was done, it was piled in the corner of the house and turned into shit. Your mother didn't sell it to make money. Your mother never hesitated to raise chickens at any cost. She scattered them on the ground bucket by bucket, and the ground was covered with grains. Even the chickens were too lazy to do so.

Sigh, the chickens raised by other people are raised in the morning, and then fed back in the evening. And...

Whether it was Youfu's rage or his sincere explanations, Cheng Liang turned a deaf ear to them. Seeing Youfu alternately being angry and sometimes being groveling and begging for peace, Cheng Liang felt inexplicably excited and proud, even though nothing could be seen from his face...

Later, when his closeness and friendship reached his age, he regretted it. He felt sorry for the silver carp that Youfu had raised, and for the sweet potatoes that Youfu had baked for him...

Youfu fell ill and died at the age of sixty-five. Cheng Liang rarely visited Fufu's grave except during the Qingming Festival. Only in the 19th year, because his wife and son annoyed him, he rarely visited Fufu's grave. It was dark and quiet at that time.

There was no one around, so he didn't cry for anything. He lay quietly in the gap between the blessed tombs, staring at the stars in the sky, tears streaming down his face until he couldn't see anything...

Cheng Liang later got together with a group of boys in the same grade who didn't study, and went to the skating rink for the first time, which was 50 cents a time. He didn't pay for it, and it was Tao Jian, the upright sports committee member, who paid for the treat.

Cheng Liang said: "I'm treating you today because you're a fake wife. We usually get scolded by the principal and scolded by the head teacher. The good ones avoid us, as if we stepped on their tails! You're considered number one in studying. Today you're playing with us."

, I'm happy, I paid for the brothers' money alone... By the way, just don't say it was me who led you into trouble. If so, it's still too late for you to go back and study in the evening..."

After everyone played for more than an hour, they rushed back to school. On the way back, Cao Liu, the boy from the next class named Stallion, also showed off that he had watched the video and that his uncle was rich and rented a house for his cousin to live and study.

My cousin bought a video camera, which can play songs and plays. It is very expensive. The movies on the video tape are Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts dramas. They fly around and are more energetic than the movies the school organizes to watch in the cinema.

clatter.

Tao Xingyu sneered and said: "You are so bragging that you even filmed it in Hong Kong and Taiwan. I heard that this stuff is expensive and expensive..."

Stallion became anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly stopped in front of everyone and said: "If you don't believe it, go away. I will take you to my cousin's house now. Maybe it is lying there. Even if it is presumptuous, I am the one who told my cousin about it."

Just one sentence..."

Seeing how anxious he was, Tao Jian tilted his head and said, "Okay, if you want to coax us, I'll mention you hitting the swing later..."

That kind of horse is really not bragging. His cousin is a repeat student in the third year of high school and rents a house outside the school. Maybe it is because his family is very well off. The house he rents has two bedrooms and one living room, which is more luxurious than the house assigned by the teacher, Mr. Wang, the class teacher.

At that time, his cousin was watching a video. When he saw us coming in, he adjusted his glasses, nodded politely, and asked Stallion: "Aren't you going to study in the evening today?..."

"Oh, I'm on level two. I asked for leave in the third quarter. Tao Jian has a stomachache. We came with him..."

The cousin didn't say anything, and sat down to watch the video again. Seeing this, Stallion quickly found a stool in the inner and outer rooms, and everyone sat down tacitly...

Cheng Liang watched this kind of video for the first time. Decades later, he still clearly remembered that the play was called Wujin Blood Sword. The heroine was the innocent and sweet Hong Kong and Taiwan idol Zhou Huimin at the time. The hero couldn't remember...

About twenty minutes later, as the unique Hong Kong and Taiwan theme song played, Cousin Stallion quickly stood up and pressed the button of the machine below, stopped, pressed it again, and spit out a novel book size from the machine.

's video tape.

He adjusted his glasses habitually and said to us: "Go back to school quickly, the teacher will scold you..."

On the way back, everyone was very excited and hummed the first line of the ending song in a different tune...

Before arriving at school, I heard the school's bedtime bell.

Everyone panicked, everyone knew that the gatekeeper, Uncle Zhou, had closed the door and went to bed early. The iron gate was difficult to climb, not to mention three or four meters high, and the sharp iron thorns on it were no joke. There was one in the last session.

A boy climbed up the gate and injured his thigh. He was punished and parents didn't even dare to come to the door. There was no compulsory education in those days, and expelling a student was just a matter of the principal's signature.

After standing on the street in silence for a moment, Tao Jian suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Okay, go to the wall over there at the seed company. That's the old wall. It's shorter, not to mention that there are pieces of glass from the new wall on top..."

In those days, I don't know if it was the idea of ​​that nefarious architect. All government agencies and schools liked to plaster cement on the top of the fence, and then insert broken glass pieces into the fence to prevent people from climbing.

Everyone praised Brother Jian for being great, so they rushed to the wall of the seed company. Tao Jian took the lead and jumped up the wall with his hands. Tao Xingyu shouted excitedly: "Brother Jian won the high jump championship by blowing it off..."

"You screamed for death! You will look good when the butcher hears it..." Tao Jian, who was standing on the wall, shouted in a low voice.

Tao Jian looked around, made sure it was safe, and then leaped into the school like a light swallow.

Everyone understood and climbed over the wall one after another, but the climb was not as smooth as Tao Jian. Cheng Liang struggled with his hands and feet before climbing up, and he also used his hands and feet carefully when he went down.

Everyone hid in the row of big trees beside the wall and sneaked back to the dormitory one by one, making no sound the whole time.

From then on, everyone became addicted and secretly rented a house with Cao Liu's cousin when he was home or studying in the evening.

Cao Liu skillfully played with the video camera, and when the subtitles came out, everyone calmed down, which was better than classroom discipline...

Later, the team got bigger and bigger. When Wujin Blood Sword was about to end, the living room of Cousin Cao Liu was overcrowded. The people in the front row folded an old newspaper and folded a book and sat on the floor. The stools in the back were full of people. There were too many people, and those who came from behind

I also squeezed in and stood at the back to watch the entire show.

The teacher who checked the dormitory finally found out. One dormitory was missing one or two people. The classmates in the dormitory just lied and said they were going back to get food and fooled them. However, if more than ten people in the dormitory were missing, they could not hide it.

On the night of the finale of Wujin Blood Sword, everyone who was still intoxicated by the tragic death of the heroine climbed the wall one by one as usual...

As usual, Tao Jian was the first to climb down the fence.

In the darkness, Tao Jian was pulled by someone as soon as his feet hit the ground. He took a closer look and saw that it was broken. In the darkness was the fair face of the butcher director...

The dean signaled not to say anything, and then pointed to the row of trees next to him. Tao Jian failed, so he had to follow the butcher's instructions and go behind the tree dejectedly. Following the same pattern, no one among the 25 people was missed, and no one said a word during the whole process...

…

In the playground, the dean was as expressionless as ever. He disdained the old principal's sermons.

After looking at each one one by one, he said to Tao Jian: "Tao Jian, you are the sports committee member. You will lead the team in tonight's long-distance running training in physical education class. Each person has thirty laps, and I will not take advantage of you. You can give me a pebble for one lap."

, I’ll stop when it’s full... You have good energy??, feel free to use it if you have the energy, I will ask Uncle Zhou to let you go out for self-study in the evening tomorrow, come back and run thirty laps again. Three to three makes nine, 9000 meters??, Brother Jian

Come on, it’s a piece of cake…”

That night, in the dark playground, Tao Jian took everyone running...

Not everyone is as good as Tao Jian, a physical education student. After seven or eight laps, someone will fall behind. The dean looked at some students who were panting from exhaustion and became cold and grim.

On the ninth lap, someone ran to the other end of the track and secretly hid behind a tree...

The dean, who was usually very observant, seemed to have discovered something unexpectedly. When Tao Jian handed over the thirtieth stone, the team behind him could only consist of seven or eight people. He looked at it and called out: "Everyone, come back..."

The students who were hiding behind the trees and those who were lagging behind dragged their heavy footsteps and gathered together. Looking at the panting and sweating students, the dean took a stern look and said sternly: "Welcome to continue tomorrow, dismissal...

…”

That night, Cheng Liang ran 22 laps, 6,600 meters, setting a new personal long-distance running record...

The next day, Cheng Liang and the others were absent from the morning self-study. Without Duke Zhou in their dreams, they all slept like dead pigs...
Chapter completed!