The next morning, it was the day off, and I followed my mother excitedly to the largest department store in the city. I rushed straight to the electrical appliance department, while my mother was wandering in the dazzling fashion department and stopped. I hurriedly pulled my mother's sleeve: Mom, go quickly!
oh!
Mom reluctantly caressed a new fashion: What a beautiful dress, the price is so expensive!
Let’s go, mom, if you like it, buy it later if you have money!
well,
Mom reluctantly let go of her clothes: Let's go!
I held my mother's hand and squeezed through the crowd into the electrical appliance department. Looking at the dizzying collection machines, I jumped three feet high with joy. My mother pushed me: Say, what brand do you buy?
Mother,
I suddenly saw a row of four speakers placed in the most visible place: Mom, I want, I want, I want four speakers!
What!
Mom widened her eyes in surprise: Son, you, you, you are so greedy!
Mother,
I looked at my mother pitifully with a beggar-like gaze. My mother sighed. She held her glasses and looked at the small tag below the catalog: Oh my god, it's more than 900 yuan, child,...
Mother,
I looked at my mother intently. My mother hesitated for a moment, and then turned around: Son, you can wait for me here for a while, don’t walk around!
After saying that, my mother disappeared into the crowd. I lay on the counter. A pair of greedy eyes stared at the four speakers with flashing light for a long time. I really wanted to turn over and jump onto the counter and hug it and kiss it wildly.
son,
Mom returned to the counter with sweaty face, pinching a handful of thick banknotes in her hand: Son, tell me, which brand of inclusion machine should I buy?
Sanyo!
Hoho,
Mom grinned and said bitterly: What do you want? If there are eight speakers, I think you dare to ask for them too!
After using my mother's banknotes of about 1,000 yuan, I finally walked out of the mall with the three-horned Sanyang tape recorder with joy happily. My mother showed me her small passbook in dishearteningly: Son, you are happy, my mother has become a pauper, look,
I glanced at my mother's deposit and opening, and there was a balance of ten yuan on it. I didn't care about this. My purpose was finally achieved. I carried the tape recorder and made a face at my mother, and then ran away with a whistle.
I immediately became an amazing figure in the class. I showed off my might and walked around the teaching building with four speakers. Behind my butt, a group of male classmates drooling.
We placed the recorder on the school playground, then pressed the switch, and the wild music that made people's blood boiling sound surged out like a volcano erupting!
Hehe, different is different. The sound effects of four speaker recorders are incomparable to two speaker recorders, and they are beyond the reach of a lunch box of one speaker.
We gathered around the roaring snatcher and jumped selflessly, jumped!
We jumped from the school playground to the main road, and then jumped from the main road to the alley.
Shinhojin,
There were many people gathered in the alley, sitting side by side, and a radio that was outdated as soon as possible was placed on the low roof. Intermittent radio waves came from the squeaking small speakers. A middle-aged man under the house muttered angrily: Where did this group of gangsters come from, jumping around like a group of madmen, noisy and quarrel, we can't listen to storytelling! It's so fucking annoying!
I paused for a moment and secretly glanced at the people who were listening to storytelling. Well, I suddenly realized that these people were all blind, without exception. This made me wonder: Where did so many blind people come from?
I was just as I couldn't figure it out, and I suddenly turned around and found Gao Hongyan standing silently at the dilapidated door. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and smiled slightly at Gao Hongyan. Gao Hongyan also replied to me with a shy smile. I shouted to her: Xiao Gao, come on, dance together!
No,
Gao Hongyan continued to smile, and she shook her head: No, I won’t!
I walked to Gao Hongyan's side, and she retreated into the door, stepped on the red brick steps deep under the horizon. I looked into the room, and Gao Hongyan's cheeks suddenly turned red: Sorry, this is my house, the house is too broken, I'm so embarrassed to let you enter the room!
Hi,
I said disapprovingly: Xiao Gao, you are too concerned. Can you let me come to your house to see it?
That, that,
Gao Hongyan continued to retreat: If I don’t think my family is poor and my family is dirty, then please come in!
Thanks!
I followed Gao Hongyan's petite and thin body and walked into the cellar-like room, passing through the dark and smelly corridor, and I walked into a dim house. There was nothing valuable in the narrow room. A bunch of earthen kangs occupied almost half of the area of the room. There were a man, two women and three men sitting on the earthen kang. Gao Hongyan whispered to me: This is my dad, this is my mother, this is my breast!
Then, Gao Hongyan said to the old lady who was busy doing needlework: Grandma, this is my classmate, he is our class monitor!
oh,
The old lady immediately stopped her work, hurriedly tied the earthen kang, and then said to me kindly: Hurry, hurry, please sit, please sit!
Squad leader?
The father, who was called Gao Hongyan, muttered blankly: Squad leader, Gao Hongyan's squad leader is here!
I looked in the sound, under the light of the beans, I found that Gao Hongyan's father's eyes were rolling extremely terrible. It turned out that he was also a blind man, and Gao Hongyan's mother was also a blind man sitting next to him.
I finally understood why Gao Hongyan had a stove and cooked at a young age, but accidentally burned her hands. And why Gao Hongyan refused to tell me the detailed address of her house. Yes, this poor street is really hard to tell.
Squad leader!
The tall and thin man sweated heavily and carried the recorder to Gao Hongyan's house, and put it on the earthen kang with a gurgle: For you, everyone is tired of jumping, and they are all going home!
Ouch,
Gao Hongyan's grandmother looked at the metering machine: What a big guy, it must be very valuable!
Of course!
Gao Hongyan said with great envy: It’s almost a thousand yuan!
What,
Gao Hongyan's father rolled his eyes and said in surprise: One thousand yuan, your mother and I all add up together, and it only costs more than 600 yuan a year. Child, your parents really spoil you. I am willing to buy this thing for you with so much money!
dad
Gao Hongyan said with a slight mouth: Can they be the same as ours? Our family is not as good as others. Don’t talk about money, the house is even worse!
yes,
Gao Hongyan's grandmother said with deep emotion: People compare people and people have to die, and goods have to be thrown away. We are poor people, can we compete with others?
uncle,
I whispered to Gao Hongyan’s father: Uncle, where is the unit you and your aunt working?
work,
Gao Hongyan's father sighed: Which factory is willing to ask for a disabled person like us? The civil affairs department forced us into a radio plant. However, we were on holiday before we had been working for a month. We had to pay some living expenses every month, which was enough to drink porridge and eat pickles. It would be a blessing if we couldn't starve to death!
Have a holiday,
I muttered in confusion, Gao Hongyan nodded at me: Well, holidays are always on holidays. Since the day I was sensible, my father and mother have never been to work for a day. They just sit on the kang every day and keep going like this day. I don’t know when it will be!
I was carrying the ingots of the students all day long, and the golden good times passed by our hysterical feet. In the blink of an eye, when we walked into the classroom absent-mindedly, we found Teacher Meng standing on the podium looking through the new textbook with great thoughts. Only then did I remember that the new semester had arrived, and we were in a daze, one year older!
When Teacher Meng threw the new textbook on my desk, I unfolded it intentionally or unintentionally. As I looked at it, I couldn't help but frown like Teacher Meng, and then he threw the new textbook aside with a snap: What's this all!
whee,
Xiao Gaoman doesn’t care: What’s his thing? I’ll learn from you!
Since we accidentally visited Gao Hongyan's house, our relationship suddenly became closer. She no longer avoided my eager gaze. She also often joked with me, and even stretched out her disabled little hand to secretly twist my arm.
Oops,
I grinned and covered my arms and said to Gao Hongyan: Hoho, your hands look thin and thin, but when you pinch people, it's quite powerful, like a pair of sharp-mouthed iron pliers!
screw you,
Gao Hongyan smiled and twisted my nose with her little hands
But,
I looked through the textbooks in anger and said to Gao Hongyan: What's this? Well, it's been two years of middle school, but what have we learned? I learned the Selected Works of Mao Zedong when I was in elementary school. Now I'm growing up, I should learn some real things. But, look, this textbook is almost Hua Guofeng's speech. Is this textbook or a political study material?
You can say less,
Teacher Meng walked past me with a bundle of ink-smelling books, and she raised her hand: I’ll give it to you, there’s still something else, we still have to learn this in the new semester!
I picked up the booklet that Teacher Meng threw on the desk, opened it and saw that my nose was almost irritated: Fuck,
I finally couldn't help but scold people. This was the first time I cursed people after being taught by my mother. The booklet sent to us by Teacher Meng turned out to be a simplified Chinese dictionary. Looking at the pitiful Chinese characters that were briefly unrecognizable by some language master, I was so angry that my teeth were creaking: This, why are there any Chinese characters called? It's no different from Japanese!
This is not even more hateful, and it is even more unacceptable. I don’t know who is brave enough to revise the national anthem at will: Chairman Hua leads us on a new Long March!
His grandma, I didn't know where a nameless fire came out. My interest suddenly moved from women, from collectors, from Teresa Teng to politics
Moreover, as I grow older, my body has undergone unprecedented changes. My voice is thick and thicker, and a thin piece of fluff is mysteriously growing on my lips. At the same time, my courage is getting bigger and bigger, and my rebelliousness is becoming stronger and stronger.
I have my own opinions and opinions on anything happening around me. I thought I had read a few more books, and I was arguing with my political teacher about what is pure communism and what is orthodox Marxism.
You ungrateful guy,
The political teacher was so angry that he spitted on the stars: Your idea is so terrible. You are just too young. Otherwise, you shouldn’t sit here and study, but squat in prison to eat steamed buns. That is the most suitable place for you!
snort,
I replied proudly: What's so great about being in prison? Who has never been to a revolutionary martyr?
When we are in music class, we must learn how to sing the new national anthem. My music teacher is a thin man of similar age to his father. He waved his dry fingers like burning firewood with his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks: Chairman Hua leads us on a new Long March!
And I still sang the old national anthem without hesitation. The music teacher repeatedly advised me, but I was still at ease. Finally, the music teacher, who had no choice but to walk to me with a gloomy yellow face: Will you sing the new national anthem?
No, I will never sing the new national anthem!
Horn
The music teacher raised his dry palm and slapped me hard. When I was attacked suddenly, I covered my face and looked at the music teacher with great embarrassment. The music teacher also glared at me fiercely. He was about to turn around and walk back to the piano. I was furious and pulled out my hand without thinking and used all my strength to hit him hard on the chest. The music teacher, who was unprepared, leaned back violently.
I injured my music teacher and was warned by the school. I am no longer a class monitor. I have become a famous little hooligan in the whole school and a little scoundrel who dares to beat the teacher.
But I go with the flow and throw myself into pieces. Whenever I take political classes or music classes, I don’t read textbooks at all. I sit at my desk or write random words, or memorize idiom dictionaries one by one
When I was in Chinese, Teacher Meng taught us to learn to write simplified characters, but I deliberately opposed them and opened the dictionary to write traditional Chinese characters.
Teacher Meng was so angry that he looked straight: Do you still want to learn well?
After saying that, she snatched my homework full of traditional Chinese characters and tore it to pieces
snort,
I sat silently on the chair, letting Teacher Meng yell at the top of my lungs. When Teacher Meng was tired and walked out of the classroom with the lesson plan, I carried my schoolbag and sneaked out of the teaching building quietly. From then on, I never returned to school. When I returned to my seat, I wandered on the streets!
oh!
Mom reluctantly caressed a new fashion: What a beautiful dress, the price is so expensive!
Let’s go, mom, if you like it, buy it later if you have money!
well,
Mom reluctantly let go of her clothes: Let's go!
I held my mother's hand and squeezed through the crowd into the electrical appliance department. Looking at the dizzying collection machines, I jumped three feet high with joy. My mother pushed me: Say, what brand do you buy?
Mother,
I suddenly saw a row of four speakers placed in the most visible place: Mom, I want, I want, I want four speakers!
What!
Mom widened her eyes in surprise: Son, you, you, you are so greedy!
Mother,
I looked at my mother pitifully with a beggar-like gaze. My mother sighed. She held her glasses and looked at the small tag below the catalog: Oh my god, it's more than 900 yuan, child,...
Mother,
I looked at my mother intently. My mother hesitated for a moment, and then turned around: Son, you can wait for me here for a while, don’t walk around!
After saying that, my mother disappeared into the crowd. I lay on the counter. A pair of greedy eyes stared at the four speakers with flashing light for a long time. I really wanted to turn over and jump onto the counter and hug it and kiss it wildly.
son,
Mom returned to the counter with sweaty face, pinching a handful of thick banknotes in her hand: Son, tell me, which brand of inclusion machine should I buy?
Sanyo!
Hoho,
Mom grinned and said bitterly: What do you want? If there are eight speakers, I think you dare to ask for them too!
After using my mother's banknotes of about 1,000 yuan, I finally walked out of the mall with the three-horned Sanyang tape recorder with joy happily. My mother showed me her small passbook in dishearteningly: Son, you are happy, my mother has become a pauper, look,
I glanced at my mother's deposit and opening, and there was a balance of ten yuan on it. I didn't care about this. My purpose was finally achieved. I carried the tape recorder and made a face at my mother, and then ran away with a whistle.
I immediately became an amazing figure in the class. I showed off my might and walked around the teaching building with four speakers. Behind my butt, a group of male classmates drooling.
We placed the recorder on the school playground, then pressed the switch, and the wild music that made people's blood boiling sound surged out like a volcano erupting!
Hehe, different is different. The sound effects of four speaker recorders are incomparable to two speaker recorders, and they are beyond the reach of a lunch box of one speaker.
We gathered around the roaring snatcher and jumped selflessly, jumped!
We jumped from the school playground to the main road, and then jumped from the main road to the alley.
Shinhojin,
There were many people gathered in the alley, sitting side by side, and a radio that was outdated as soon as possible was placed on the low roof. Intermittent radio waves came from the squeaking small speakers. A middle-aged man under the house muttered angrily: Where did this group of gangsters come from, jumping around like a group of madmen, noisy and quarrel, we can't listen to storytelling! It's so fucking annoying!
I paused for a moment and secretly glanced at the people who were listening to storytelling. Well, I suddenly realized that these people were all blind, without exception. This made me wonder: Where did so many blind people come from?
I was just as I couldn't figure it out, and I suddenly turned around and found Gao Hongyan standing silently at the dilapidated door. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and smiled slightly at Gao Hongyan. Gao Hongyan also replied to me with a shy smile. I shouted to her: Xiao Gao, come on, dance together!
No,
Gao Hongyan continued to smile, and she shook her head: No, I won’t!
I walked to Gao Hongyan's side, and she retreated into the door, stepped on the red brick steps deep under the horizon. I looked into the room, and Gao Hongyan's cheeks suddenly turned red: Sorry, this is my house, the house is too broken, I'm so embarrassed to let you enter the room!
Hi,
I said disapprovingly: Xiao Gao, you are too concerned. Can you let me come to your house to see it?
That, that,
Gao Hongyan continued to retreat: If I don’t think my family is poor and my family is dirty, then please come in!
Thanks!
I followed Gao Hongyan's petite and thin body and walked into the cellar-like room, passing through the dark and smelly corridor, and I walked into a dim house. There was nothing valuable in the narrow room. A bunch of earthen kangs occupied almost half of the area of the room. There were a man, two women and three men sitting on the earthen kang. Gao Hongyan whispered to me: This is my dad, this is my mother, this is my breast!
Then, Gao Hongyan said to the old lady who was busy doing needlework: Grandma, this is my classmate, he is our class monitor!
oh,
The old lady immediately stopped her work, hurriedly tied the earthen kang, and then said to me kindly: Hurry, hurry, please sit, please sit!
Squad leader?
The father, who was called Gao Hongyan, muttered blankly: Squad leader, Gao Hongyan's squad leader is here!
I looked in the sound, under the light of the beans, I found that Gao Hongyan's father's eyes were rolling extremely terrible. It turned out that he was also a blind man, and Gao Hongyan's mother was also a blind man sitting next to him.
I finally understood why Gao Hongyan had a stove and cooked at a young age, but accidentally burned her hands. And why Gao Hongyan refused to tell me the detailed address of her house. Yes, this poor street is really hard to tell.
Squad leader!
The tall and thin man sweated heavily and carried the recorder to Gao Hongyan's house, and put it on the earthen kang with a gurgle: For you, everyone is tired of jumping, and they are all going home!
Ouch,
Gao Hongyan's grandmother looked at the metering machine: What a big guy, it must be very valuable!
Of course!
Gao Hongyan said with great envy: It’s almost a thousand yuan!
What,
Gao Hongyan's father rolled his eyes and said in surprise: One thousand yuan, your mother and I all add up together, and it only costs more than 600 yuan a year. Child, your parents really spoil you. I am willing to buy this thing for you with so much money!
dad
Gao Hongyan said with a slight mouth: Can they be the same as ours? Our family is not as good as others. Don’t talk about money, the house is even worse!
yes,
Gao Hongyan's grandmother said with deep emotion: People compare people and people have to die, and goods have to be thrown away. We are poor people, can we compete with others?
uncle,
I whispered to Gao Hongyan’s father: Uncle, where is the unit you and your aunt working?
work,
Gao Hongyan's father sighed: Which factory is willing to ask for a disabled person like us? The civil affairs department forced us into a radio plant. However, we were on holiday before we had been working for a month. We had to pay some living expenses every month, which was enough to drink porridge and eat pickles. It would be a blessing if we couldn't starve to death!
Have a holiday,
I muttered in confusion, Gao Hongyan nodded at me: Well, holidays are always on holidays. Since the day I was sensible, my father and mother have never been to work for a day. They just sit on the kang every day and keep going like this day. I don’t know when it will be!
I was carrying the ingots of the students all day long, and the golden good times passed by our hysterical feet. In the blink of an eye, when we walked into the classroom absent-mindedly, we found Teacher Meng standing on the podium looking through the new textbook with great thoughts. Only then did I remember that the new semester had arrived, and we were in a daze, one year older!
When Teacher Meng threw the new textbook on my desk, I unfolded it intentionally or unintentionally. As I looked at it, I couldn't help but frown like Teacher Meng, and then he threw the new textbook aside with a snap: What's this all!
whee,
Xiao Gaoman doesn’t care: What’s his thing? I’ll learn from you!
Since we accidentally visited Gao Hongyan's house, our relationship suddenly became closer. She no longer avoided my eager gaze. She also often joked with me, and even stretched out her disabled little hand to secretly twist my arm.
Oops,
I grinned and covered my arms and said to Gao Hongyan: Hoho, your hands look thin and thin, but when you pinch people, it's quite powerful, like a pair of sharp-mouthed iron pliers!
screw you,
Gao Hongyan smiled and twisted my nose with her little hands
But,
I looked through the textbooks in anger and said to Gao Hongyan: What's this? Well, it's been two years of middle school, but what have we learned? I learned the Selected Works of Mao Zedong when I was in elementary school. Now I'm growing up, I should learn some real things. But, look, this textbook is almost Hua Guofeng's speech. Is this textbook or a political study material?
You can say less,
Teacher Meng walked past me with a bundle of ink-smelling books, and she raised her hand: I’ll give it to you, there’s still something else, we still have to learn this in the new semester!
I picked up the booklet that Teacher Meng threw on the desk, opened it and saw that my nose was almost irritated: Fuck,
I finally couldn't help but scold people. This was the first time I cursed people after being taught by my mother. The booklet sent to us by Teacher Meng turned out to be a simplified Chinese dictionary. Looking at the pitiful Chinese characters that were briefly unrecognizable by some language master, I was so angry that my teeth were creaking: This, why are there any Chinese characters called? It's no different from Japanese!
This is not even more hateful, and it is even more unacceptable. I don’t know who is brave enough to revise the national anthem at will: Chairman Hua leads us on a new Long March!
His grandma, I didn't know where a nameless fire came out. My interest suddenly moved from women, from collectors, from Teresa Teng to politics
Moreover, as I grow older, my body has undergone unprecedented changes. My voice is thick and thicker, and a thin piece of fluff is mysteriously growing on my lips. At the same time, my courage is getting bigger and bigger, and my rebelliousness is becoming stronger and stronger.
I have my own opinions and opinions on anything happening around me. I thought I had read a few more books, and I was arguing with my political teacher about what is pure communism and what is orthodox Marxism.
You ungrateful guy,
The political teacher was so angry that he spitted on the stars: Your idea is so terrible. You are just too young. Otherwise, you shouldn’t sit here and study, but squat in prison to eat steamed buns. That is the most suitable place for you!
snort,
I replied proudly: What's so great about being in prison? Who has never been to a revolutionary martyr?
When we are in music class, we must learn how to sing the new national anthem. My music teacher is a thin man of similar age to his father. He waved his dry fingers like burning firewood with his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks: Chairman Hua leads us on a new Long March!
And I still sang the old national anthem without hesitation. The music teacher repeatedly advised me, but I was still at ease. Finally, the music teacher, who had no choice but to walk to me with a gloomy yellow face: Will you sing the new national anthem?
No, I will never sing the new national anthem!
Horn
The music teacher raised his dry palm and slapped me hard. When I was attacked suddenly, I covered my face and looked at the music teacher with great embarrassment. The music teacher also glared at me fiercely. He was about to turn around and walk back to the piano. I was furious and pulled out my hand without thinking and used all my strength to hit him hard on the chest. The music teacher, who was unprepared, leaned back violently.
I injured my music teacher and was warned by the school. I am no longer a class monitor. I have become a famous little hooligan in the whole school and a little scoundrel who dares to beat the teacher.
But I go with the flow and throw myself into pieces. Whenever I take political classes or music classes, I don’t read textbooks at all. I sit at my desk or write random words, or memorize idiom dictionaries one by one
When I was in Chinese, Teacher Meng taught us to learn to write simplified characters, but I deliberately opposed them and opened the dictionary to write traditional Chinese characters.
Teacher Meng was so angry that he looked straight: Do you still want to learn well?
After saying that, she snatched my homework full of traditional Chinese characters and tore it to pieces
snort,
I sat silently on the chair, letting Teacher Meng yell at the top of my lungs. When Teacher Meng was tired and walked out of the classroom with the lesson plan, I carried my schoolbag and sneaked out of the teaching building quietly. From then on, I never returned to school. When I returned to my seat, I wandered on the streets!
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