Chapter 80 Recess
Dad’s hard-pen calligraphy is a mystery. I don’t even know where I learned it. The strokes have a bit of Zhong Shaojing’s "Ling Fei Jing", but the font is slightly flatter than it, and the overall style is a bit clocky. The feeling of "Declaration Form".
Seeing Zhou Zhi come back, his father said: "I haven't written in regular script for a long time. You can really make trouble for me."
Zhou Zhi gave a thumbs up: "Boss Xu and Principal Zhao I told you everything, Dad Your handwriting is the best among all parents!”
Chou Zhi can’t do this. When using a pen, even if Zhou Zhi sometimes wants to write in regular script, the words are written by themselves. It becomes running script.
A few test papers like his father's were written meticulously from beginning to end, but he didn't think much of it. Zhou Zhiguang felt his scalp numb just thinking about it.
"The handwriting is like a door hammer." Dad said: "If it weren't for this handwriting, your dad wouldn't have been able to get into the Industrial and Commercial Bureau."
"Then you have to be careful with the plane. Tell me!" Zhou Zhi found himself the one at the bottom: "His chicken feet are just like the doctor's prescription. Like."
"I'm telling you!" Dad glared: "It's just like how good your pen is!"
At this time, there was a sound at the door, and the third sister came back. , Zhou Zhi walked out of the study: "Grandma, I'm back!"
"Okay, my dear grandson gathered the house before me!" Grandma said with a smile.
"Cousin An Ran is so awesome." The third sister said: "With this, it is much easier to go up and down the stairs."
"After dinner, the third sister takes my mother-in-law to wash her hands. Taste me today Craftsmanship!" Mom shouted from the kitchen.
I say it is my own craftsmanship, but in fact the protagonist is a braised elbow. My father probably made it first, and my mother was only responsible for watching the fire.
There is also pig cake. Although the twice-steamed pig cake lacks the freshness of wild onions, grandma still likes it.
The only thing left is spinach soup, which is my mother's own craft.
"Dad, Mom." Zhou Zhi asked: "Do you know Jiang Qiao and Du Yufen from the Rongshan Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative?"
"Yes, your mother came from there back then. My mother giggled after saying that: "At that time, the supply and marketing cooperative was also responsible for selling meat, and the old employees could pick the best meat first." ."
"What should I do if I have to go to work? I'll just bury the meat in salt and take it home after get off work."
"Then the farmer will give it to me. We asked why the salt from your supply and marketing cooperative always produces raw flowers when used to make pickles.”
"You are cheating farmers and harming farmers!" Dad got angry.
“I didn’t do it!” said my mother.
"But there is something wrong with your attitude. This is not funny." Dad was a little serious.
"Yes, yes, yes... the great leader is so amazing!" My mother joked about my father's seriousness: "Didn't this happen more than ten years ago! You educated me at that time! ”
“You Why are you asking about the two of them?" Dad couldn't stand up to his mother, so he turned to Zhou Zhi and said, "At that time, your mother and Du Yufen were two in the supply and marketing system. If I dared to educate her like this, she would get kicked out of me. ”
"Du Yufen is the one, but I am not." There was a bit of sourness in my mother's tone, and there was a hint of injustice: "When I was watching a movie, many people helped her set up the bench! I accidentally bumped into her, and Jiang Qiao... Jump up and fight with me!”
Back then, when we were watching Ba Ba movies, we had to bring our own stools.
Zhou Zhi couldn't help but be happy: "How can you remember such a small thing for more than ten years? Mom, you are so small-minded."
"This is not a matter of small-mindedness, it is an attitude. Problem." Mom looked at Dad meaningfully: "You can't count on your dad, he can only reason with others."
Uh... Dad was dumbfounded, this... …Is this considered retaliation for the criticism just now?
Zhou Zhi smiled and gave his father a piece of pig cake, and then added: "So criticism and self-criticism must be carried out at the same time, and one is indispensable. Comrade Yuanjiang, is this the truth?"
"You Why are you asking about them?" Dad started to actively save himself.
"Their daughter's name is Jiang Shuyi. She is my classmate now. She is sitting behind me. This time I just saw the eldest lady taking her back."
"Are you a classmate? Isn't it beautiful?" Mom immediately became excited, raised her head and thought for a while: "Just Jiang Qiao and Du Yufen, the daughter's appearance will follow her father's and mother's. It shouldn't be bad at all."
"Isn't it divided into AB papers? The A papers are ugly." Zhou Zhi ignored this: "Jiang Shuyi was afraid of being criticized by her parents. , let me explain that she didn’t do badly in the exam. I didn’t expect you to know each other. I can only say that Jia Chuan is really too young.”
"Their daughter's grades are very good?"
"Very good, the top scorer in the Central School."
"What is the Central School?" The mother laughed.
"It shows that you are self-disciplined and know how to study. When you first arrived at Jiachuan Middle School, your ranking was low, but your grades improved after one semester." Zhou Zhi said calmly: "This is also a matter of attitude."
< br>"Are you having trouble with attitude issues today?" Dad regretted that he shouldn't have brought it up: "You can't get around it, right?"
There was laughter all over the table.
After dinner, the father left the task of carving wax paper back to his son.
Zhou Zhi is not as strict as his father and uses running script. As long as it doesn't affect your reading and doing the questions, it's fine. Why do you need to be so particular!
I quickly finished carving two copies, and all the Chinese test papers for the week were collected. I carefully put them into a special folder.
Next, I have to write letters, to Chi Xueli, to Zhao Zhonggang, to Xiong Jiao, Feng Xueshan, and cousin An Xin.
The next day I went to school and handed in the wax paper. When I was walking towards the parallel bars between classes, a small group also gathered there.
A boy’s feet were hooked on the parallel bar frame, and his legs were bent under his head on another frame. He was practicing abdominal muscles there. After doing two exercises, he sat up and said, "I overheard it. It is said that this time in our school This AB paper is called education reform.”
“Principal Zhao dares to have this confidence. , because we got a lot of information about key schools in the province!”
“What kind of education reform is this?” Another boy said: “My mother said this. Hua Ting and I will be sent to Manzhou to attend cram school during the summer vacation... for a month and a half!”
After saying that, he looked at the sky: "Oh my god! The summer vacation is half as long as the winter vacation! What kind of evil spirit brought these things!"
The one on the parallel bars is Hua Yuliang's son Hua Ting, and the one making a fuss under the parallel bars is That is Zhang Xiaoyu, Zhang Fangyu’s son. They belong to a small group.
On Zhou Zhi's side were Fang Wenyu, Yan Xiao and the others. Most of them were city kids and knew each other well. Zhou Zhi had no time to practice the parallel bars, so he jumped up and hung next to Hua Ting and started doing it.
“I heard that it was brought in by a very capable person, from our school.” Hua Ting pretended to be mysterious and said, “This person has connections in the province.”
“Elbow You are also a very capable person, and you have been to Shudu during the holidays, right?" Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered.
Under the parallel bars, Yang He's face turned pale with fright. Zhou Zhi made some supports, climbed on the bars and sat side by side with Hua Ting: "Jiachuan Middle School Education Reform, do you think such a big thing can be decided by one or two people? ”
“So This matter must be organized and planned. This is a big thing that all the school teachers, Jiachuan County, and even the Manzhou City Education Committee jointly did."
"Such a big thing. , is it possible that there was no preparation in advance and no negotiation in the middle? Is it possible that a capable person brought back a batch of information and Principal Zhao just slapped the table and started working?” Why are you waiting for the start of school without telling us? What a show of force!”
“If you ask me, this is because Lao Zhao is not honest!” Zhou Zhi said nonsensically: “We can’t start the reform half a semester in advance when we are in the first year of high school. ?”
"Tingzi, Xiao Yu'er, it's time for you to make the B roll."
Zhou Zhi put his arm around Hua Ting's shoulders and found that the baby's clothes and shoes from head to toe had been changed to the same level as Zhang Xiaoyu's. He said: "We are the ones doing the A roll! You ask Fang Wenyu, Yan Xiao, how did they spend the night when they took the paper home?”
A burst of laughter broke out around the parallel bars. This bottoming is also a famous scene for the first grade of 93. The bottoming is in the second half of the period. In the exam, the top ten in each class were beaten.
The parents were too lazy to listen to the children’s explanations. After the beatings, they asked each other and found out, oh, it turned out that the school was indeed crazy and the questions were too difficult...
But they were all beaten anyway. , then let’s just make the mistake—let me tell you, kid, this time it’s just a demonstration! If you still don’t see any improvement in the next exam, hey, hey, then you will know whether the speaker is a copper pot or an iron pot...
The naughty kids all felt that what Zhou Zhi just said was reasonable, and the trend of public opinion began to turn towards criticizing Zhao Shangzhong.
Yang He kept a low profile in the crowd.
This is ridiculous, I am obviously a person who has experienced it, and I believe everything I say is true...
Each class has several small circles of boys and girls. Zhang Xinyi, Class 1, Jiang Shuyi and the sharp-tongued Ye Xin are also a small group.
Behind the large pond next to the school printing house, several peach and plum trees are in bloom.
However, these trees have never produced fruit, or in other words, they have never waited for the fruit to mature, so they were picked early by the naughty children.
The water in the fish pond is also very clear, but there are no fish in it. The school also knows that if it raises fish, it will not be able to keep them.
For example, Zhou Zhi will throw a fishing line without float into the pond, and then pretend to be endorsing the book by the pond, holding the fishing line with his fingers, waiting for the signal to arrive at any time.
"Shu Yi, did Zhou Zhi really go to your house on the weekend?" Zhang Xinyi asked Jiang Shuyi, holding a "High School Vocabulary Encyclopedia" in his hand.
"No, he is here to see his eldest sister. By the way, he can help me explain to my family why the scores in the final exam are so low." Jiang Shuyi lowered her head and fiddled with a piece of spicy grass with her foot. Small yellow flowers that have just bloomed.
Ye Xin held up Jiang Shuyi's face: "Is it that simple? Is it that simple, are you doing something wrong? Look at me and tell the truth!"
"He asked me out the next day Go dig wild vegetables in the mountains..." Jiang Shuyi's face began to turn red.
"Ah, a lonely man and a widowed woman..."
"What! There is also his brother Su Datou!"
"No, there must be something wrong with you!" Ye Xin did not Jiang Shuyi lowered her head: "Xin Yi, look at her! Her face turns red when she talks about Zhou Zhi!"
"Okay!" Zhang Xinyi pulled down Ye Xin's hand: "Who doesn't blush when you ask this? I ask you Fang Wenyu, are you different?"
"I'm talking about her now!" Ye Xin expressed dissatisfaction.
(End of this chapter)