Fengcheng old events

Chapter 159 I Can Hold It Too
The third child was crying, and Liu Guixin was sweating coldly.

Zhang Qingzhi pressed Liu Guixin's left hand with his right hand, and turned the hand wheel of the sewing machine with his left hand.

"You have to work harder, hurry up."

"Aren't I afraid of your pain?"

"Doesn't it hurt more when you move around like this? Hey, it will come out after a little effort."

"Mom, don't die, there's a lot of blood."

Zhang Qingzhi kicked the third child aside in annoyance, Liu Guixin turned to stare at him: "Why are you kicking the child? Ah."

The bloody needle left the finger, and dark red blood gushed out all of a sudden.

"Why are you so ruthless, so ruthless." Liu Guixin kicked and kicked in pain, the third child turned around and kicked Zhang Qingzhi's legs twice: "Let you bully mom."

Zhang Qingzhi pulled the cloth strip on the side: "Let's go, let's get some medicine."

Get the wound medicine made by Zhang Wanzhi himself.Although there was only one needle hole, the blood flow was too large, and the medicine was washed away when poured on it.

"Flip the cloth, straight up the cloth." Liu Guixin hissed and directed.

Zhang Qingzhi operated in a hurry, and the cloth strips were soon soaked in blood.

"Hiss, it hurts too much. It didn't hurt so much just now, it was all because of you."

"That's right, ten fingers connected to the heart. Well, well, blame me, I did it, don't move. Why did you prick your hand?"

"Xiao Bing, I have a badge in my hand, and the needle is about to go to the ground. I'm afraid he'll get distracted by piercing his face and eyes."

Zhang Qingzhi snatched the badge from Zhang Xingbing's hand with one hand and threw it on the ground: "What are you doing with this crap? Is it so fun? See if it hurt your mother?"

Zhang Xingbing began to cry, wiping his eyes, lying on the edge of the kang looking for a badge.

"If you strangle it harder, the blood won't come out, and it won't hurt."

"Can you strangle it hard? If you don't activate the blood, won't your finger die?"

"Hold it, let it go for a while. My, oh my god, it's over, the cloth is bloody, how can I do this."

"I don't care about the cloth at this time. It's okay, just those two pieces, I'll wash them."

"It's over. Can this be washed? The cloth costs one or two yuan. Can't I pay for it?"

"If you can wash it, you don't care. What do you care about the cloth when people are like this? You sit and I will wash it."

"I'll pick it up tomorrow." Liu Guixin's eyes welled up with tears: "How can this be done? Isn't it worthless if you don't talk? How can you talk to people in the future?"

"Who can't understand if your hands are hurt? You just sit down for a while, and I'll wash it."

Zhang Qingzhi wrapped Liu Guixin's fingers so that she could pinch them, picked up the two blood-soaked cloths and went out to wash them.

"Mom, does it hurt?"

The third child leaned over to look at Liu Guixin's fingers, and looked up at Liu Guixin's face with his small face.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. You can't hold this needle at your face in the future, do you hear? It won't look good after piercing your eyes. Let's see what you do if you pierce your eyes."

The third child looked at his hand: "It's gone, throw it away." He turned over and climbed to the edge of the kang: "It's over there."

Liu Guixin turned his head to look at the half-stitched clothes and sighed.

"Can it be washed off?"

"Not too much, I think it can. I rub two more."

Liu Guixin rummaged in the drawer, found half a roll of white adhesive tape, picked it up with one hand, bit down on it, wrapped the bandaged fingers around it, took the cut cloth and measured it a few times.

Tap, tap, tap, the sewing machine rang again.

Zhang Qingzhi frowned and looked up into the room, opened his mouth to speak, finally sighed, lowered his head and continued to wash the cloth.

Clothes stained with blood can be cleaned immediately by soaking them in cold water and washing them with soap.

At this moment, there is no detergent other than soap, and he is even more reluctant to boil hot water to wash something, so Zhang Qingzhi, who was slapped sideways, shouted happily into the room: "It's washed, it's clean, there's nothing left. Do not worry."

Put the piece of cloth on the clothesline, pulled it and looked carefully: "It's really clean."

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.One piece of cloth plus the processing fee will cost three yuan.

Tap, tap, tap, boom, the sound of the sewing machine mixed with the sound of laundry, and the rooster of the Sun family next door squatted on the wall and listened with its head tilted.

……

"Beside the woods, there is a small river. There are many fish swimming in the water... The mother cat looked at the kitten and said, "You must be single-minded when fishing, and don't be half-hearted. You catch dragonflies for a while, and butterflies for a while. How can you catch fish?

...Mother cat and kitten carried the fish they caught together and went home happily.

Do you understand?Why can't the kitten catch fish?Why did it fish again later?Why?Think hard. "

Zhang Qingge stood on the podium to give a lecture with a Chinese book whose cover was almost worn out, with the book in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand.

Zhang Xinglong sat beside his brother and listened, blinking at the teacher.

Zhang Xingjun folded the cover in the desk with the straw of Mao Maogou in his hand.

"Zhang Xingjun, stand up and tell me, why did the kitten catch it again?"

Zhang Xinglong stabbed his brother.

Zhang Xingjun hurriedly stuffed the straw into the desk and stood up: "Teacher, I can hold it too."

"I can too."

"I can grab it with my hands."

"I grabbed a piece that big that day, so I just grabbed it with my hands, can you guys do it?"

The classroom became lively, and the boys of the three grades were all interested, and they were competing to discuss the matter of going down to the river to catch fish.

Snapped.

The blackboard eraser fell on the desk, and there was a sudden silence in the classroom.

"Catch fish, dig out bird nests, what else can you do but make trouble? Today after school, I will notify every family that I will cut your butts into eight petals."

The Tao boys immediately sat upright one by one, and closed their mouths tightly. A few girls covered their mouths and laughed, attracting a few threatening eyes.

The classroom is actually very simple, just a big room, but a tile-roofed house.

The desks were eliminated and repaired by the schools in the city, and the chairs were long stools without backrests.

"Zhang Xingjun, tell me, why did the kitten catch fish in the end, and why didn't it catch fish before?"

Zhang Xingjun scratched his head a few times: "Before, it was disobedient and mischievous, but later it became obedient. You can't do anything else with fishing, you have to concentrate on it."

Zhang Qingge nodded: "Sit down, don't play other things in class. I will let you stand at the door until school is over."

Zhang Xingjun sat down in response, Zhang Qingge continued to lecture, and the other two grades did their homework.

A blackboard is divided into three halves, corresponding to the following three grades, and there is no exact time for class to start and end. Teacher Zhang will talk about each grade, and leave a class assignment for a while before going to the next grade.

A total of more than a dozen children, big and small, sat in three rows.Most of them have no books, and they read what the teacher writes on the blackboard.

All by memory.

(End of this chapter)