Fengcheng old events

Chapter 231

"Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts too much." Zhang Xinglong nodded while holding his left hand, tears streaming down his face.It really hurts.

"Why are you so stupid? What are you doing aside?" Zhang Xingjun clenched his fists in distress and anger.

"What should I do?"

"It's okay, it won't hurt after a while."

Wang Zhichang came over and said, "It's always hurting. I've had a burn. You can take it off and see how deep the burn is. If it's too deep, you have to go to the hospital."

"How?"

"Just lift it up, the black one is oily, it's together with the skin, and the underside is cooked and it will fall off as soon as you peel it off." He is very experienced.

"Can't you just expose it?" Zhang Xinglong was a little scared.

"If you don't expose it, it will rot. If you cover the inside, it won't grow well. If you stick it on the outside, it will grow back after it's cooked? Besides, it's poisonous."

"Expose it. Uncover it yourself slowly, gently." Zhang Xingjun said to Zhang Xinglong.

After such a while, the pain also weakened slightly, Zhang Xinglong looked at his hands.The whole hand is numb.

Pinch the black spot, which is a layer of thin film formed on the surface of the hand after the oil has cooled, gently lift it off, and easily tear it off, revealing a pit underneath, and the hot ones are stuck to the oil.

"Shut it up, go home quickly, what bag do you take?" Zhang Xingjun looked at it, and it seemed that it was not as serious as he imagined, so he asked Zhang Xinglong to go home by himself.

He didn't dare to go back with him right now, he would definitely be beaten.

"Are you taking medicine?"

Wang Zhichang shook his head: "No need, it will heal in a few days, it just needs to have a bulging scar." He stretched out his hand to show Zhang Xinglong: "Look, that's it."

"Hurry up and go home, put some medicine on it, don't freeze. My grandfather has medicine." Zhang Xingjun ordered.

"Are you not coming back?"

"I have something to do, go back later, you go back first."

The wood in the nearby stove was on fire, but the fire was not as big as before, but the heat was high. The ice and snow on the surrounding ground had begun to melt, and the bricks were all blackened, and the heat radiated out.Warm as spring.

Zhang Xinglong walked home with his hands in his arms, the pain was not so much now, it was within the tolerance range.

At home, I asked my grandfather for medicine powder. Zhang Xinglong applied the medicine himself and found gauze, but it was not easy to wrap it in Hukou. On the top, at least it is covered.

Now that the child is skinny, he doesn't care about the pain as soon as it passes. The child's wound grows fast, and the scab will form within three to five days.The adults don't care if they love a little bit and hurt a little bit, and they don't even ask.

Just go out to wear gloves, afraid of freezing.Kids these days know a lot.

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In the evening, Zhang Xingjun came back with his head probed and looked around and found that there was nothing unusual, so he was relieved.Zhang Xinglong didn't tell his parents at all.

When eating and sleeping, Zhang Xinglong suddenly remembered something: I didn't go to school today.

"It's over, I'm just playing, the teacher told me to go to school. I blame you." He kicked the upper berth on the lower berth.Military beds do not have bed boards, but are stretched with iron sheets, which are soft and wobble when you push on them.

"It's okay, it's not class, you can go tomorrow, the teacher will definitely not talk about you."

"how do you know?"

"I knew it."

After a few routine quarrels, Zhang Jingyi reprimanded: "Arguing all day long, just go to sleep." The two brothers shut their mouths and went to sleep.

The next day Zhang Xinglong came to the school alone with a bit of anxiety, and Teacher Wang really didn't ask him about yesterday, so he was relieved.

Not all class cadres came.

Help the teacher to count the final grades and fill in the notice, and write comments: The student performed well during school, can actively participate in various activities in the class, maintains personal hygiene, can help classmates to work actively, and hopes to continue to work hard in the next semester , Improve academic performance.

Students who study well will add a sentence that they can take the initiative to study with excellent or excellent grades.

Teacher Wang led a few people to clean the blackboard at the back of the class, draw a form, and fill in the names and grades of all the students in the class according to the final results.

Zhang Xinglong didn't get the first place, the first one was Na Junfei.

There is not much difference in the scores of the two people, mainly because the algebra has pulled the score. Zhang Xinglong will pass the algebra, which is particularly outstanding in a row of nineties.

"Xiao Zhang Xinglong's algebra is really annoying. Be more serious next semester and raise your algebra score. Do you hear me?" Teacher Wang is always used to pronouncing Zhang Xinglong's word Xing into four tones.

"Well, study hard next semester. Teacher, I will pay attention to the lecture."

"How many times have you handed in your homework? Do you think the subject teacher won't tell me? There are only a few people in our class who haven't handed in their homework for a long time, and you are the study committee member who pretends to be. Algebra requires more writing and more calculations." .”

Na Junfei and the others were listening to the music.

"You're fined for writing a blackboard newspaper. You'll be the one writing it here. Copy this down." Teacher Wang stuffed the magazine into Zhang Xinglong's hand.

All the punishments are just a joke, among the few students, Zhang Xinglong is better at writing.Teacher Wang is not tall, just over 1.5 meters tall, shorter than most of the students in the class, and it is a bit inconvenient to climb up and down.

Write the blackboard newspaper, draw some lines and borders with colored chalk, and the whole job is almost done.

Teacher Wang put away the completed notice and put it aside, and asked several class leaders to sit down and talk.

"The school starts in spring, and the school will organize a cultural performance. I will leave this to you. Mr. Gao Li, you are in charge. Think about a show, select some people to practice, and try to get a place in the year group. Can you do it?"

"Teacher, do it now?"

"Not now, what are you going to do during the Chinese New Year holiday? When the school starts, you guys have nothing to discuss and see what to do, and the school will start right away."

Teacher Wang is different from other head teachers. She often takes the initiative to let students do activities. In the afternoon self-study classes, other teachers seize all the time to explain roll papers to students and do tests. She doesn’t, she often asks students to go to Play a lesson on the playground, or take the whole class to sing along.

Sing whatever is popular.I dare not say anything else, the number of songs sung by the students in Class [-] and [-] of junior high school must be the most in the whole grade.

Teacher Wang explained some more things, and everyone left the school together.

"Zhang Xinglong, do you want to go to my house to play?" Dong Yugang asked at the school gate.

The back door of the school is closed during the holidays, so everyone has to go through the front door.

"Where is your home? Far away?"

"It's not far, it's the sun ditch, next to the club."

The girl and the teacher left together, Xu Qing ran away by himself early in the morning, his home is in Huanglou, not far from the school, the remaining three, Wang Junping, Zhang Xinglong and Dong Yugang, who are far away from the school, slowly wandered behind.

"Let's go, go to my house to stay for a while."

Both Wang Junping and Zhang Xinglong had no idea, and followed Dong Yugang home together.

(End of this chapter)