Chapter 12 "The Four Irons"
"I can't help it, my father forced me to do it. Come on, Minghua, sit next to me. Brother, please make way, my friend is here." After saying that, he patted him. The shoulders of the young man sitting next to him.
The young man looked at him, and then he noticed that there was a long scar on the back of the hand holding the cigarette, which extended into the sleeve.
Nima’s.
These are not students coming to school, they are just gangsters on the street.
But he didn't dare to say anything, so he picked up his schoolbag and walked to other empty seats.
Fang Minghua sat in the empty seat next to him.
"Brother, are you still in the security department of the magazine?" Zhao Hongjun asked.
"Yes, what about you? Are you still in the Provincial Planning Commission?" Fang Minghua asked rhetorically.
“Yes, it’s all about running errands and getting documents every day. It’s really boring.” Zhao Hongjun said.
"Come on, you are a cadre now, and you are eating royal food. Many people can't even envy you, but you actually say it's boring." Fang Minghua said with a mocking tone.
“I admit that most people can’t get this job, but I feel bored.” Zhao Hongjun looked nonchalant.
There are four popular irons in society nowadays: "We have been together through windows together, we have carried guns together, we have been to the countryside together and we have been in prostitution together."
And Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun belong to the third party. kind.
The two of them met when they joined the team in Gan Province. They were both in the same company. They were both from Xijing and were fellow villagers. Zhao Hongjun was only two years older than Fang Minghua, so they quickly became familiar with each other.
Unlike Fang Minghua, who was born in an ordinary working-class family, Zhao Hongjun was a son of a high-ranking cadre, but his father was unlucky in that special era. Zhao Hongjun also suffered a lot in the company because he was not from a working-class family, and he was forced to do heavy and tiring work.
Fang Minghua came from a working-class background, but he did not look down on him, but secretly helped him a lot. Zhao Hongjun was also very grateful, and the two became brothers who shared weal and woe.
At the end of that era, Zhao Hongjun's father quickly resumed his position after being rehabilitated. Zhao Hongjun's life also changed dramatically. He was the first educated youth in the company to return to the city, and the job he was assigned was quite good.
After Fang Minghua returned to the city and returned to Xijing, the two of them also contacted each other frequently, but they had less contact in the past six months.
Sure enough, Zhao Hongjun began to complain: "I said, you kid, what have you been busy with for the past six months? Why don't you come to me? One weekend I went to your house to find you, but your mother said, "Look at you." My sister went.”
"There are a lot of things at work, and besides, we have to prepare for the correspondence entrance exam." Fang Minghua prevaricated.
"I didn't take the exam. I was admitted after the unit issued a letter of introduction." Zhao Hongjun said lightly.
Holy shit!
This unit is awesome in every era.
While the two were chatting, a teacher wearing glasses and a Chinese tunic suit hurried in. Zhao Hongjun quickly put out the cigarette, and the two stopped talking.
The middle-aged man first introduced himself, his surname was Xu, and he was a teacher in the Chinese Department of Western University, and then performed a brief opening ceremony.
Encourage everyone to study hard and cherish your time.
“Students, this Chinese correspondence class has enrolled a total of 100 students, and they are outstanding students selected from more than 500 students who signed up, so you must cherish this good time and study hard! In the future Only then can we make greater contributions to the four modernizations!”
The classroom burst into warm applause, and Zhao Hongjun also clapped lazily.
After the opening ceremony, the teacher officially started teaching. This class was a Chinese class.
This is the first time that Western University has held a Chinese correspondence class. Naturally, there are no ready-made teaching materials, and high school textbooks are used.
The first lesson is "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond" written by the famous Zhu Ziqing.
"Students, read it after me first."
"My heart has been quite uneasy these past few days.
I was sitting in the yard enjoying the shade tonight, and suddenly I thought of the sun The lotus pond I walked through”
The article was beautifully written. The students followed the teacher in reading it aloud. Fang Minghua also read it very seriously, but he fell asleep while reading it.
No way, too sleepy. Young people sleep a lot.
I don’t know how long he slept for, but he was suddenly woken up by someone: "Brother, wake up, the teacher is here!"
He suddenly woke up from his sleep. , and saw Teacher Xu looking at him with an angry face.
Fang Minghua stood up quickly.
"This classmate, what is your name?"
"Fang Minghua."
"Classmate Fang Minghua, I just talked about the "wenyan" of this article, Which sentence is it?
This is the question.
If you ask me something else, I may not know, but this...
Fang Minghua looked at the text and said: This is the sentence, "I have been quite uneasy these days." The spatial trajectory of the author's visit to the lotus pond in the Ming Dynasty actually implies the author's complex mood from "not peaceful" to "seeking tranquility" and then "not being able to seek tranquility". "
After listening to Fang Minghua's words, Teacher Xu's expression immediately softened.
"That's a good answer, but you still have to listen carefully in class. Good time cannot be wasted! "
After the teacher left, Zhao Hongjun, who was sitting next to him, whispered: "Okay, buddy, my level has improved a lot after not seeing each other for a few months. ”
"You also know that there are many literati and books in the magazine, and you know a lot about it."
"My father said that your "Yanhe" magazine is a place where dragons and tigers are hiding, and the magazine is quite good." Okay, but I can’t watch it. I might as well watch "Story Club"."
Hehe
I guess you prefer to watch "Legends of Ancient Times" and "Zhiyin". .
Of course this cannot be said.
After finishing two Chinese classes and two math classes, it was almost noon, and Fang Minghua's stomach was already growling with hunger.
After class, he was about to go to the school cafeteria with his sister to have a meal, but Zhao Hongjun grabbed him.
"What's the best thing about the school meal? Come with us to eat gourd head. There is a house near Bianjia Village called Lao Sun's gourd head that tastes good."
Fang Minghua had no choice but to go to his sister's dormitory and give it to her After explaining the situation, he and Zhao Hongjun left the school together.
Gourd head is a special snack in Xijing. It is actually cooked with pig intestines and served with steamed buns. It is served with sugar garlic, spicy sauce, etc. It is fragrant and tender, fat but not greasy. It's really nice to eat a bowl on a cold day.
The shop is not big and there are quite a lot of people, but the price is not cheap either, only 40 cents per bowl.
"Want some wine? Let's have a bottle of West Wind." Chen Hongjun said.
But he was dissuaded by Fang Minghua: "Forget it about drinking, we have classes in the afternoon. It's not good to be drunk."
"Getting a hammer is just for show."
"Respect the teacher."
"Okay! I'll listen to you. Let's drink better next time."
A large bowl of gourd heads with an alluring aroma was brought to them, and the two of them chatted while eating hot sauce and candied garlic.
“I’m Ming Hua, don’t stay in your magazine all day long, take some free time to play, I’ll introduce you to some buddies and friends so that you can see new things.”
“ What's new?" Fang Minghua was a little curious.
“Hey, I’ll find out when I call you.”
Fang Minghua didn't take it to heart.
After dinner, there were two classes in the afternoon. History and geography didn’t get out until six o’clock in the afternoon - and a lot of homework was assigned.
"Minghua, when we have activities, I will call you, and you must come." Zhao Hongjun also warned before leaving.
(End of this chapter)