1981

Huang Yan looked at it, in addition to Xiao Yu shouted, there were seven or eight students in the classroom.

There is a fifteen years old and left three times, and it should be doubled every year.

He is not a fool, it is relatively stupid, it is possible to belong to the kind of person who is below the average standard.

He used to be a number in the class second only to Huang Hao and several students outside the mentis, and the number of pieces of the countdown was not bad.

Obviously, this child is very lonely. Huang Hai, who is idle, suddenly, decided to be an angel to comfort the lonely heart.

"Sitting in Chengren, everyone is sitting, I will tell you a wonderful story." Huang Yu trumed.

The height of the revolution is close to one meter, and the second first grade is relatively high, and the classmates have sent a foreign number "silly".

He is of course shameful, and where is it easy to play with a group of children who are shorter than his short half, and it is easy to appear unexpectedly, and the child's thin arm thin leg can't afford him.

So when the class time and activity class, he basically sat on the last seat.

Although the face of the text leather is tender, the back is already a proper adult, maybe there is a ditch, the students are basically no one talks to him.

Today, I got the Math teacher's Huang Hai called him to listen to the story. He felt quite suddenly, not, it did not care more.

Huang Yan continued to strive, the big generation of cultures did not come to him, Xiao Yu, Xiao Jing, a few girls who were not happy, all shouted.

These are a good student in the class. They need to look up in the Cultural Revolution. They are all striked. Even if they are unwilling to leave the last row of seats, they are sitting behind Wang Yu.

Huang Yanqing has clear his throat. He said that he did not have a good "shot hero biography" in the culprit of a good high school.

When this book is young, Huang Wei is quite fascinated. It is quite familiar with it before and after before and after.

In this era, primary school students can only see those political correct small articles on "Youth Art".

Even so, in the case of general poverty in the country, it is just a family like Xiao Yu.

Huang Yu is good at telling the story, but also teaches children to learn, because he has been counseling from a child who is not willing to read a book, always accompanying to high school graduation to the university.

At this time, the martial arts novels have not been popular all over the country, and the novels of scars have a large outbreak. The primary school students can't read the novels, so they basically do not touch the novel.

The martial art story has just opened a head, and more than a dozen small partners are attracted. Even the cultural reaps are not staring at Huang Hao's face. It looks like this. It is more suitable for him.

At this time, Zhang Chunmei and mathematics courses represent the red star each hold a homework, I want to come there, homework that has been approved.

The two class cadres were attracted to sit down far. Who knows that it is not satisfied with a few minutes, squeezing into Xiao Yu, and I went there.

Guo Jing, Huang Rong has not yet been played, just the support of the Hill Machine, touched all children listening to the story.

Suddenly accompanied by a hustle, the seven or eight students played into the classroom.

Zhang Chunmei, who is looking at the gods, found Huang Hao to live in the door of the classroom, and immediately stand up and bought a big drink: "Do not speak!"

The official will have official weigh, Zhang Chunmei's first grade is the squad leader, close for three years of exercise, the qi qi's small model has been developed, and the friends are just right.

Everyone is free, not only allows you to talk, but you can run, jump, noisy, but unfortunately, no one is arguing, and there is no one.

Zhang Chunmei stopped the noise, smiled toward the Huang Zai, soft and thin language: "Huang Wei, you will talk!"

What situation? Why is the fierce class leader treats Huang Hao so gently,

Huang Yan saw a lot of people in the classroom. When he continued to tell the story, he raised his voice. He said that the hunshe ended the river.

The children listening to the story in the classroom have been increasing, the number of people reaches half, playing outside, a three hundred people who are exciting, run back to the classroom at this time, suddenly noisy.

Huang Yu stops telling the story, learn to say the book: "I want to know what the matter, and listen to the decomposition, listening to the audience!"

When the temper Xiao Wei did not dry, pull the arm of Huang Hao did not stand: "How this is like this, just open, don't talk, give us a paragraph?"

Huang Yu is bad and bad: "Little beauty, you don't respect the work of the work! I have been working hard for half an hour, and the dry belly is hungry, and I should take a break. Who is responsible for it? "

The stomach is not a word, a big bowl of smuggling rice at noon, a little bit of oil and water, there is no hunger.

Zhang Chunmei knows that the teacher immediately went to the family homework, and the class is in the class, then telling the story is not very realistic, the opening: "Huang Wei, your story is so good, I will continue to listen to you tomorrow."

Huang Yan does not give promise, faint: "That is a mood!"

Xiao Yu asked: "Why do you want to see your mood? Everyone loves to listen to you telling the story."

"The mood is not good, the emotion is natural, the story is definitely can't tell!"

The little girl is very true, asked: "How can I make your feelings?"

Huang Hao reached: "It should be pleasant to eating enough, and should be strong."

Xiao Yu didn't have no regret: "It turned out to be like this! I know that I didn't finish the biscuits."

At this time, the Cultural Revolution went to Huang Hao to hand over a steamed bun, some are somewhat: "This hoe is given to you, it is very clean, I ..."

Dad of Cultural Revolution is a driver of a transport company. Although the three days of travel, the economic conditions in the family are better than the general cadres' families.

This is not surprising, and the winners of the money will not be able to earn money.

When Cheng Quan is a long body, she will bring some food to her son. Today, I listened to God, and the hoe had forgotten it. At this time, I will give it a gift.

It is possible to eat meat buns in his family. It is possible that the parents are considering that the meat bag is cold, so I gave the hoe, and it is possible that his family will eat meat is normal.

This is the fact that the driver of the later generation is a low-end working ear. It starts early in the morning life. The quality of life is getting tired. The driver is high. The driver in this period is high. The relationship in the village and the town will send some chicken duck. Pork, avian eggs, peanuts, etc. are normal.

Moreover, it is close to the mid-city of South Soviet provinces in Shanghai, and a few pounds of pork can be bought. The driver often has the opportunity to run Shanghai, which is relatively easy to get meat.

Hungry belly affects the body, Huang Yu is not allowed to make it, the big side took a bite, said: "Thank you, just rush you this steamed bun, tomorrow must let you sit around me."

Some nervous successful enligers see Huang Hao to eat so many students have taken the hoe, I feel very proud, laugh back to my seat.

Xiao Wei called: "What is the hoe! I will give you milk sugar to eat, two, big white rabbit, usually I don't want to eat!"

Ugh! It's really shameful, falling to the candy to lie to a child, and the yellow face is thick.

He said: "Okay, there is sugar to eat, there is a big boy to eat, you will definitely get bigger, you must make you and into the cultural revolution you will listen to the best story."

The three good students of the family are listening to the story is the most serious, just like she treats learning, she actually habitually raised their hands.

Huang Yi looked at her and said: "What is Kang Jing's classmate?"

"I, I, I will give you a biscuit, sandwich tomorrow."

"Wow!" The little friends were shocked, and the high-end goods of the biscuits have never seen it!

Huang Wei is still a smile, I don't know what it is ashamed: "Thank you, I will not forget you when I tell the story."

Kang Jing is shameful laugh, no open again.

What situation? What is a story? Thirty dozens of classmates who have not listened to the story, they are handed over.