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- At first, Jiang Biyun poured wine for the two of them. After a while, she saw Guo Mingyi's drunken appearance and tried to dissuade him from drinking. Little did she know that Guo Mingyi usually looked languid, but she didn't expect that he would look very drunk when he was drunk. Showing his majesty as a man, he shouted loudly: "Go away, this is a big man drinking, what are you doing?" Jiang Biyun said and let go of his hand.
Originally, Liu Junhao didn't want to drink anymore, but who knew he took out another bottle from the house and opened it. It seemed that he was in a good mood today, "Xiao Hao, after drinking this wine, I don't know when." Can I drink with you again?"
"What did Brother Guo say? You can't drink with me anymore?" Liu Junhao saw his excited look and knew there was something good to happen.
"I went to the county education bureau these days. I plan to study in the city for two months during the summer vacation. I may be transferred to a primary school in the county to be the principal next semester." He was so drunk that he couldn't speak clearly. .
"Oh, then I have to congratulate you well and give you another toast." Liu Junhao poured him another drink, but he thought to himself, it seems that there are no teachers in the school now.
Jiang Biyun looked a little annoyed at the two of them, so she got up and moved a small bench to sit under the poplar tree to correct the students' homework.
Before the second bottle of wine was finished, Guo Mingyi dropped a piglet on the table (here, we call him piglet instead of drinking) and fell under the table. Liu Junhao called out several times, but he just grunted in agreement. She had no choice but to help him to the bed. Guo Mingyi lay on the pillow and snored as if he was running on a train.
Liu Junhao saw Jiang Biyun making dots on the homework with a red pen, so he stepped forward and picked up the pile of homework she had just revised, and looked through it boredly. After just flipping through two pages, he couldn't help but gasp. A laugh broke out.
This is a composition written by a little girl. The part drawn by Jiang Biyun with a red pen made him laugh out loud, "When the sun rises, I think of the freshly fried steamed buns fried by my mother during the Chinese New Year. They are so hot that they are so hot." The hot steam made my brother and I salivate."
Jiang Biyun commented: Are the fried dough sticks your mother makes round during the Chinese New Year?
He thought it was funny and turned a few more pages, and laughed out loud again: "The teacher said that Sima Qian was hacked and wrote a notebook and became a celebrity. My second uncle was hacked in a fight and became a celebrity while lying on the bed. .¡±
Jiang Biyun commented: What does the matter between your second uncle and Sima Qian have to do with each other? Write nonsense. Take a good look at what books Sima Qian wrote in the textbook.
"I got up early today. Mom went to the field. There was no one on the field. There was only a dog running slowly and quickly." Jiang Biyun commented: What is the relationship between your mother and dogs. Or do you have bad eyesight? What is the method of running slowly and quickly?
"The teacher told us today. We should work harder while we are young. Yes. In this era, some people take advantage of their youth to eat more. Some people take advantage of their youth to find a good man. There are also people who take advantage of their youth to commit crimes. Otherwise, if you die, you will not be able to steal or rob. "
Jiang Biyun commented: What logic? That makes no sense!
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He kept looking at the homework books of these students. He also kept laughing. Suddenly it stopped again. A trace of sadness emerged in my heart. Qingshan Town is too poor. These mountain ridges are like shackles, trapping the people here. The wonderful world outside only exists in people's imagination.
He suddenly remembered a poem he had learned before, "Mountain Folk"
When he was a child, he asked his father:
"What's on the other side of the mountain?"
Father said "it's a mountain"
"Where's that over there?"
"A mountain is still a mountain"ª¥
He fell silent and looked into the distance.
The mountain made him so tired for the first time
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He thought that he would never be able to leave the mountains here in this life.
There is a sea, but it is very far away
He can only live for a few decades
So I didn¡¯t wait until he got there.
He died on the way
Died in the mountains
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He thinks he should take his wife with him on the road.
His wife will give him a son
By the time he dies
My son has grown up
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He no longer thinks about it
His son also made him very tired.
He is just sorry
His ancestors did not think like him
Otherwise, he should be the one to see the sea.
Everything here is very similar to what is described in the poem. How many villagers have spent their entire lives in this small basin with a radius of less than 20 miles. They have never been out of the mountains.Even everything in the county seat is imaginary.
He knew what he should do to change everything and let people in the mountains go out and see the outside world. But now all he can do is imagine, because this day seems too far away.
"Why aren't you laughing?" Jiang Biyun stopped the pen in his hand and looked at him doubtfully.
"That's not funny." He shook his head. He was no longer interested in joking with Jiang Biyun. He stood up and said, "Teacher Jiang, I'm leaving first."
When he returned to the house, he looked at the tomatoes he had watered with water soaked in stone locks in the morning. What made him a little disappointed was that there was no difference between those tomatoes and the ones he compared. What was going on? He was obviously interested in the foxtail grass beside the pool. Both the tomatoes and the thornfoot buds have changed. They are the same plants, but the tomatoes have not changed at all. Is it because of the difference in species or because the time is too short?
Liu Junhao looked at the stone lock in his hand and was puzzled. He was somewhat unwilling to water all the plants in the yard with the water soaked in the stone lock. Of course, he did a comparative test one by one.
When he got up early the next morning, he looked at the plants he had marked with concern again, but they were the same as usual, without any change. However, the plants by the pool surprised him, and they once again underwent huge changes. The ground that was originally covered with dead branches and fallen leaves was completely shrouded in greenery. The stuttering grass had grown more than ten centimeters, as if there was a layer of green velvet on the ground. A bean that was originally wrapped under the tree actually jumped to the top of the tree. Countless lavender flowers bloomed, and there were even a few thumb-sized beans. They looked crisp and tender, which was really pleasing.
¡°This carob bean grew under an acacia tree and was deprived of fertilizer by the tree, so it was only as tall as a person. Its rhizome was as thin as a toothpick, but today it has become as thin as a little finger.
After he checked the other beans in the yard again, he knew that there must be something mysterious here, but he didn't think of it for a moment.
Judging from the growth of the beans, it is obvious that the water soaked in this stone lock is also useful for the plants, but why did I water so many plants yesterday and there was no response?
His eyes turned to the pool again. Compared with yesterday, the fire head had also changed a lot. The skin became black and shiny, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.
Is it because of the fish? His heart moved, and he felt that he had found the answer, and immediately started the experiment again.
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