Chapter 8 Reunion on a Sunny Day

Seeing Xiao Zhijie like this, Feng Yiping was full of joy, but at the same time he wanted to laugh. At this time, Xiao Zhijie had a shrewd appearance hidden in the simplicity and honesty, and he was quite an obese child.

Before lunch, the students who were furthest away had already registered, and the classroom was packed with 52 students. Across the aisle, Feng Yiping's left side is still sitting Huang Jingping, a girl with short ears and a round face, wearing a white shirt with a lotus leaf collar, a black pleated skirt over the knees, and a pair of white sandals.

Feng Yiping took a few glances without a trace, this is the girl he admired when he first started dating, and in an instant, he felt as if he was dirty again, she was still a 13-year-old girl!

In a young body, a mature soul lives, and there will always be such conflicts.

Wang Yumin first introduced himself, then turned to study, talked about the prospect of studying well, and talked about the difference between junior high school and primary school. This is her first time as a head teacher, and if there is no accident, she will take this class until she graduates from junior high school. Therefore, these words are also written after a lot of hard work in the past few days and staying up late.

Next, she directly appointed the class cadres, and a male classmate from the town was appointed as the class leader. A tall man who was obviously a few years older than his classmates was appointed as the life committee member, a tall and thin classmate named Tang was the sports committee member... The girl at the same table as Xiao Zhijie was the study committee member, Feng Yiping. You know, that is the daughter of a vice-principal. His female classmates in the row against the wall, Wen Hong, are committee members of literature and art.

After appointing the cadres, Wang Yumin took the students to the dormitory to settle down.

When it came to the dormitory, Feng Yiping only thought of this question, he couldn't help having a toothache and forgot to get up for a while. Wen Hong stood up carrying a black travel bag, and Feng Wen also stood up with the luggage and was about to go out. In fact, he was leaning back and leaning on Wen Hong's body - this kid is precocious, Wen Hong picked up the bag in his hand, He bumped forward and bumped into Feng Wen's back, "What's going on? If you don't leave, get out of the way!"

Feng Wen smiled and pushed Feng Yiping like no one else, "Hey, let's go, go to the dormitory."

Feng Yiping just came back to his senses. The distance between the front and rear rows is very narrow. There is probably a gap as big as a fist in the back and the back row of people sitting there. Neither can get out.

He got up quickly and stepped aside, "Oh, I'm sorry," he said to the somewhat sullen Wen Hong.

When he was picking up his luggage from the desk, he heard Huang Jingping and his deskmate packing their luggage next door, whispering, vaguely the words "stupid", "dumb", and a chuckle of laughter. , with the luggage under his arm, he showed 8 teeth with a simple and honest face, and he smiled "hehe" at them in a very standard way, but made them smile embarrassed.

In the four classrooms on the right side of the school, there are two classes in the second grade, plus the third class in the first grade, accounting for three, and the vacant one at the back is also turned into a dormitory, where the third grade boys live.

The dormitory on the slope has a total of six large rooms. The two rooms on the far left live in the girls from the whole school. The remaining four rooms are filled with more than 200 boys in the first and second grades.

Feng Yiping made a visual inspection. One room was about half the size of the first house he bought later, about 40 to 50 square meters, and there were 50 or 60 people in the fortress. You can imagine the density.

Fortunately, this is a tile house, which is very high, so it does not seem so depressing. The bed is of course a two-story large wooden bed, about one meter two wide, not two on the first floor, but four students, and one bed for eight! Tsk, that's really hard to turn over, so Feng Yiping has always slept well since then, and he got used to it in the past three years.

The name was posted on the bedpost. He shared a bed with Xiao Zhijie and two other classmates. Of course, there was no room for four people to cover four quilts. One head and two, two by two, he spread the quilt on the bed, covering Xiao Zhigang's quilt. Therefore, they often joked in front of each other's wives. When we were teenagers, we slept in the same bed and shared the same bed for three years!

It is easy for teenage children to get acquainted with each other, chatting while making a bed, "Xiao Zhijie, right? I'm Feng Yiping, from Fushan Township Primary School."

"Oh, Fushan Township, Feng Yiping? The third place in the town's comprehensive competition last semester?"

Feng Yiping said yes, "I am No. 6, from Hope Primary School." Xiao Zhijie said.

"Hope Primary School, that is the best primary school in town!" A classmate in the upper bunk was lying on top of it, his head sticking out from the side.

Before Xiao Zhijie could speak, someone beside him rushed to answer, "That is, not only the hardware is good, but the teachers are also the best!"

Needless to say, this must also be expected to come out of elementary school, and these words can now be spoken under the influence of my ears and eyes.

The first classmate said, "Yeah, I heard that when the ribbon was cut the year before last, there were dozens of cars coming."

Feng Yiping still knows this. At this time, the Hope Project was launched soon. This Hope Primary School in the village is one of several Hope Primary Schools that have just been built in the country. , who also came to the scene in person, and was one of the ribbon-cutters.

Because this is the first Hope Primary School in the county and the province, the central authorities, plus the heads of relevant departments at the provincial, city and county levels, the dozens of cars on the day of the ribbon-cutting are indeed the backwoods over the years. Rare event.

He invited Xiao Zhijie to find Wang Changning on the other side of the dormitory, and went down to eat together. When Feng Yiping went to his grandfather's house, he often saw Wang Changning, and the two families were able to climb up to relatives, so even though they didn't talk much before, they could be regarded as acquaintances.

There are three chefs in the school cafeteria. One cooks a small stove. He is in charge of the teacher's cafeteria. He only cooks vegetables. Occasionally there are leftovers. They are also open to students.

The other two are responsible for all the rice, but fortunately they only cook rice, not vegetables. Or an earthen stove, firewood, and a big pot. Cooking such a big pot of rice requires skill, and it is easy to make raw rice. However, after the rice is cooked, the taste is really good, especially the yellow and bright rice, tsk tsk, it is really delicious! Of course, this is generally not their turn.

There are only two windows, but fortunately, only meals are served, and they are all four taels, so it is not slow.

After a while, the three of them were already familiar with each other, so they put together the fresh vegetables they brought. Feng Yiping had fried tofu, Xiao Zhijie had scrambled eggs with loofah, and Wang Changning had fried green beans with chili peppers. Together, it is better than what you usually eat at home.

After dinner, it was said to be nap time, but when I arrived in a new environment, I was surrounded by new classmates. They were all excited, chatting, or wandering around the school. Anyway, the teacher didn't care today.

Feng Yiping suggested, let's go for a walk by the river, it's cool there. When they got to the river, the three of them stepped on the snow-white beach with bare feet, which was very pleasant. Feng Yiping has always felt that the quality of the sand here is better than most beaches on Hainan Island. Just be careful, there may be a big round pit on the river beach, and the water inside is very deep, which is left by iron sand. Every few years, there will always be people who are superstitious about their good water, most of them are teenagers about their age, in a similar pit, after going down, they can't get up again.

They sat down under a willow tree by the river and talked to the teacher, and also said that the female student in the school and class was the most beautiful. Like Feng Yiping, Xiao Zhijie also thought Huang Jingping was good.

No way, brother, not only the one who listens to you when you are depressed; the one who comforts and relieves you when you are frustrated, and finally punches you in the shoulder, who will pass whatever you say; when you are in trouble , the person who silently tries his best to help you; at the same time, it may also be the person who likes the same girl as you.

Of course, for them at this time, it's far from being like, love, etc., at best, it's just that the girl feels pleasing to the eye and is very comfortable, far from "The Troubles of Young Werther", the young Werther to Charlotte Degree. Even if I vaguely feel that I like it, my parents and teachers have always taught them to consciously and automatically put this thought out. However, in the face of it, it will always reveal some.

They went on to talk about the second class. Generally speaking, the level of the girls in the second class is a little worse. Except for a girl surnamed Hu, whom Xiao Zhijie knew, he hoped that the primary school classmates could have the level of Wenhong, and everything else was average.

Feng Yiping wanted to laugh a little. It seemed that whether it was a teenage boy or a tens-year-old man, there was one topic that was eternal.

He also had an impression of the willow tree behind him. After three years, he knew that he was still more than 20 points away from the admission score of the county high school. When he saw the result, he should be depressed to despair.

So when he came out of school, he also sat under this tree for an hour. It should be very similar to the state of enlightenment written in the later Xianxia novels. It seems that he has thought about everything, the whole person seems to enter a state of suspended animation, and everything around him ceases to exist.

If no one bothered him, if he was not woken up by a villager crossing the river in the end, he might have been sitting here that day until he became a statue.

When he woke up from his ignorance, he was still in a trance, thinking that he had only been sitting for a while. When he saw the shadow of the willow tree, when he just sat down, it should have been noon, and the shade of the tree just covered the person sitting under the tree. he. Now the shadow of the willow tree is pulling the old elder on the ground. He is completely sitting under the sun, his body is steaming, his face is covered in sweat, and he can't feel all this.

That kind of state will only happen once in a lifetime.

From the moment he knew the score, he was stunned. What his parents had always hoped, and what he had fantasized about countless times, the dream of going to high school, going to college, and then finding a good job was ruthlessly shattered! There is a vast fog in front of me, and I can't see the future, and I can't find a way out. For a few days after that, he was in a daze and had a particularly bad temper. It wasn't until his parents assigned him the most expensive class in the county's technical secondary school that he got better.

At this time, Feng Yiping sat here again, thinking about the past, not the past and the future, and felt a little vague for a while.

Before I knew it, the time passed. The bell rang from the school. Feng Yiping patted the willow tree behind him, and said silently in his heart, "This kind of situation will never happen again!"

Put on your shoes and run towards the gate with the two of them.

Wang Yumin was standing under a sycamore tree in front of the playground with a small shovel in his hand. When he saw them come in, he waved to let them pass. Feng Yiping pushed Wang Changning and told him to go back to class 2, and he and Xiao Zhijie ran over.

The two-month summer vacation has passed, although the third grade summer vacation has not been released, and I have been making up lessons at the school, but the playground is not used much. Therefore, many places on the playground are now overgrown with weeds.

In one corner of the playground, more than a dozen boys in the same class were squatting on the ground and weeding. The two of them obediently took the small shovel from the head teacher. When they saw the long and shallow ones, they pulled them with their hands, and the deep ones were dug with a shovel. After the class, they finally completed the task. They dug small holes in the playground, and the weeds completely disappeared.

Well, stinky sweat is inevitable.

There is no place to take a shower. The school does not have the hardware of a bathroom, so I have to use the washbasin to connect the water to the kitchen, and then go back to the dormitory to wipe a few times.

There was no formal class in the afternoon, and there was no teacher watching. Everyone was studying by themselves in the classroom, and there were many people chatting in a low voice, and some were lying on the table to sleep.

The classroom is full of the smell of new books. The students who have paid tuition have already received their textbooks, and the rest, including Feng Yiping, about one-third of the students have not received them yet. It is estimated that they will wait until tomorrow. Will be issued.

Feng Wen didn't receive the new book either, but at this time he was flipping through a 16-open book. Feng Yiping knew that it was a new "History" textbook, and it must be warm inside.

Feng Wen gloated and asked Feng Yiping, "I was caught out of school and went weeding?"

Feng Yiping took out Feng Haitao's old textbook and replied, "Yes, it's not good to be a teacher!"

"Puchi!" Laughter came from both sides.

Four classes in the afternoon, just now, Feng Yiping also borrowed the "English" textbook from Wen Hong and flipped through it. Now I think it is very easy. The first grade "English" is still very shallow. , Although a lot of them were returned to the teacher, there were always some that remained. In addition, he watched so many American TV dramas and Hollywood blockbusters on the Internet. He was nurtured and learned some of them over the years. The main reason is that I took my whole family to travel in Southeast Asia many times. In order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, I found a girl from the university and received re-education with my wife. For four hours a week, I made up for it for three months. Of course, the pronunciation is not accurate. , but it is no problem to deal with some exchanges during the trip. So, at least these simple conversations in the first grade textbooks are completely fine now.

At dinner, the three of them still got together and swept away the remaining fresh dishes.

After dinner, it was nearly an hour before the self-study session. Feng Yiping approached Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning, and went to the dormitory to get a towel and stuffed it around his waist. He walked towards the river, but instead of looking at the scenery, he went to take a bath.

Feng Wen also followed when he saw that their waists were bulging.

After leaving the school gate, walk down the river. After about a mile, there is a turn. The thick trees by the river bank here can effectively isolate the view from the outside world. In fact, they will bathe here on summer evenings for the next two years, but now, on the first day, Feng Yiping took them to this place.

The four of them are all young men. After dinner, there is no one else nearby. The four of them strip off after three strokes and two strokes. They go to the bottom of the river. Feng Yiping is a veritable dog scraper. can swim.

This time back to school, fortunately, there are no teachers waiting for them.

On the first night of junior high school, 12-year-old Feng Yiping lost sleep. After the lights went out at 9:40, the students fell asleep one after another, listening to the humming of mosquitoes outside the mosquito nets; the creaking sound of the bed caused by turning over; the sound of snoring; the grinding of teeth came from the other side of the bed; One or two vague dreams come out...

Feng Yiping not only has the stinking problem of recognizing the bed, but he is also very sensitive to sound when he sleeps. When sleeping, watches and alarm clocks should not be placed in the bedroom. Not to mention the ticking of the alarm clock, he could even hear the sound of the watch on the bedside table and the movement of the second hand. How could he fall asleep in this situation!

He hadn't lived in a dormitory for many years, and he never slept on a bed that couldn't even turn over. He just listened to the dormitory sonata and stared out the window. Under the bright moonlight, the bushes chirped with insects. Sometimes the wind blows, swaying at will.

After watching it in the middle of the night, he barely fell asleep until the sound of chickens crowing in the distance.

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