My village can't be like this

Chapter 198 Staying up all night God of War: Gray Ball

Seeing this kind of old-fashioned desk, many pictures from the past came to Zhang An's mind.

On such a desk, some people will draw a [-]-point line, and neither of the two people at the same table is allowed to cross the line.

Zhang An also met several of such deskmates from elementary school to high school.

There are also many people who may be the reason for being late, so after reading the text.

Carve the word "morning" on the corner of the table to remind yourself not to be late again.

Or some boys have strong hands-on ability, and their hands are more annoying, so they insist on digging a hole out of the table.

I believe that many friends born in the [-]s and [-]s have such memories.

What's more, in winter, sometimes the weather is very cold, and my hands will be so frozen that I can't write.

And the family has no money to buy woolen gloves, so many students will get a paint bucket.

Make a few holes in the sides, tie a long piece of wire through it, then burn a fire in a bucket and take it to school.

When I arrived in the classroom, I put the fire barrel under the desk, and when my hands were cold during class, I stretched it out to bake.

Even more extreme people put a few potatoes and sweet potatoes in their pockets.

Put it in and bake it during class, and it will be cooked when get out of class is over, and you can take it out to eat.

Don't be afraid of being discovered by the teacher, there are still students who are divided into teachers.

Not to mention the past, even now Zhang Tie and the others are still doing this.

Last winter, Zhang An could still see several children on their way to school, lighting fires while walking.

Carrying a paint bucket and turning it around, I used this inertial wind to start a fire.

Zhang An also did this when he was a child, when Zhang An was too lazy to start a fire.

So he came out of the fire in his own coal stove, and finally extinguished the fire in the coal stove, and was cleaned up by Wang Fang.

Because of the large number of people, it didn't take much time to unload the cart of desks.

Zhang An thought they were gone, and was about to go home, but the old uncle hurriedly called them to stop, saying that he would go to the town to pull them over.

Because this time it purchased more than 200 desks for Changqing Middle School.

According to the fact that this cart can pull forty or fifty cards at a time, Zhang An estimated that he would have to run back and forth four or five times.

Hearing that it will continue later, everyone was not in a hurry to go back, and they all started wandering around the school.

Especially those who have children at home who will be in the first grade of junior high school this year, have already gone to the classroom, looking here and there.

"Jianye, will Tie Wazi of your family attend school this year in the village or in the town?"

In several villages who were about the same age as Uncle Zhang An, everyone got together and chatted.

"It must be in the village. It's so far from the town, and I can't usually manage it."

Many people are worried that there will be no teachers in the village, but Zhang Jianye is not worried.

In this regard, he is quite at ease with his superiors. Since he decided to open this school, it will definitely solve the teacher's problem.

"Your Tie Wazi's grades are so good, I thought you'd let him go to town."

Zhang An heard this right, some people were exaggerating that Tie had good grades.

Now in Zhang Tie's workbook, it is rare to see a red cross.

The scores of these exams are all more than 90 points.

From the tail of the previous crane, it was at the top all of a sudden.

At this year's parent meeting, Uncle Zhang An was praised by the teacher again.

"Regardless of good grades or poor grades, I think there is not much difference between going to the town and being in the village."

Uncle Zhang San had asked Zhang An about this question, and now he was bragging with everyone, but he talked about it with eloquence.

"Children at this age are too playful. If no one cares about them in the town, they will be useless in a few days. Why don't we manage them in the village?"

"Besides, it is a good thing for us to run a school here. It is impossible for other places to go to school in their own village."

After listening to Zhang Jianye's words, many uncertain parents have a choice in their hearts.

What Zhang Jianye said makes sense. It is impossible to go to school in his own village in other places.

When I got here, I was still picking and choosing. It was really a good life, and I started to hate this and that.

"Then our Xiaojun let him go to the village. It's really hard to manage running so far."

"If you want me to tell you, don't worry about the teacher. Since the country has opened this school, why don't you give it to the teacher? Really worry about it."

Send the baby to the town, but you have to pay more for living expenses and accommodation.

In this day and age, that's a lot of money.

So when they got the news of the re-opening of Changqing Middle School, everyone thought it was a good thing.

Chatting and chatting, the driver master has already driven over.

Everyone didn't continue to scatter and brag, but finished their work quickly so that they could rest early later.

After working for more than two hours, I finally finished unloading more than 200 sets of tables and chairs.

When Zhang An returned home, he found that his mother was looking for something in the yard with a flashlight.

"Mom, it's late at night, what are you looking for in the yard?"

Zhang An thought he had lost something, so he came over to help find it.

"I'm not looking for anything. There was a big mouse scurrying here just now. I'm looking for where the mouse hole is."

Seeing Zhang An came back, Wang Fang straightened up, frowning and talking to Zhang An.

"Xiao An, there have been more and more mice in our yard these past few months. They used to only come out at night, but now they run outside in broad daylight. The trough for feeding chickens in the house is all gone. Eaten by them."

"Is this mouse so fierce?"

Usually Zhang An didn't pay attention to it. He only knew about it when he heard his mother talk about it.

It turned out that when the house was first built, there were quite a lot of mice.

After being wiped out by Zhang An in advance, there was not much movement of mice in this area.

Unexpectedly, not long after that, they started to come out again.

"There are too many. After you went out just now, I saw a few big mice outside, dragging a bunch of small mice to run in the yard."

Zhang An's family didn't sell any grain this year, so they piled it up at home.

Wang Fang couldn't bear to see so many mice wandering around the house.

There is only one Mimi in the house, and I can't stand such a mouse.

"Mom, you don't have to worry about this, I'll take care of it."

Zhang An remembered the owl that Huang Erye gave him last year.

This guy is still in the space now, it's time to take it out to shine and exploit it.

Zhang An wants to let him know that he does not keep useless idlers here.

The owl is a natural enemy of mice. If it is there, the house should be cleaner.

After all, there is a field next to Zhang An's house, not only voles, but also other bugs and snakes.

Zhang An went to the old house and took the opportunity to take the owl out of the space.

Long time no see, this owl looks very strong.

When Zhang An accepted it, it didn't even finish fluffing.

It's night now, this guy's eyes are not too good.

Seeing Zhang An take it out, it imitated the appearance of a flower head and interacted intimately with Zhang An.

From now on, there will be Huatou during the day and Maotou at night, and they will be the day and night door gods of Zhang An's family.

Zhang An wanted to think of a name for this owl, after all, he was the God of War at home.

"From now on, you will be called Gray Ball."

After exhausting the few brain cells in Zhang An's mind, Zhang An finally came up with a name.

As Zhang An spoke, he stroked the big furry head of the owl.

Not to mention, there are so many feathers on the gray ball's head.

Zhang An originally thought of calling it black charcoal or briquettes.

As a result, the owl was covered in gray fur, and it was somewhat impolite to call someone black charcoal or briquettes.

So Zhang An changed it a little bit. After all, the name Gray Ball has something to do with others.

The two names of black charcoal and briquettes are reserved for future use. After all, many brain cells were killed before they came up with it.

Zhang An put the gray ball in the nest, and then went home with its nest.

"Where did you get the Night Owl?"

Looking at Zhang An holding the gray ball, Zhang Jianguo frowned.

"Second Master Huang picked it up last year and gave it to me. It has been kept in the old house."

The main reason is that the owl sounds too creepy sometimes.

Under normal circumstances, there is a "cuckoo" sound, but sometimes it will laugh, which is very scary in line with the night environment.

And this thing still holds grudges, so Zhang Jianguo doesn't like to see it.

"Didn't my mother say that there were too many mice in our yard at night, so I moved it here. This guy is no worse than Mimi in catching mice."

Zhang An explained to his father, and then put the gray ball under the eaves of the third floor.

In order not to be exposed to strong light during the day, Zhang An specially set up a backlit place for it.

"Mom, don't worry now, there are gray balls in our house, these mice will suffer at night."

Wang Fang had no doubts about him, everyone was from the mountains and knew the owl's ability to catch mice.

"Then should we feed it at home?"

During this period of time, Wang Fang would often feed Huatou some meat as an extra meal.

Now this owl is considered a member of his family, Wang Fang wondered if he should feed it too.

"There's no need to feed it specially, there are so many mice around our house, it's enough to eat every day."

Zhang An didn't want to feed it too full, otherwise it would only know how to sleep and not want to work.

"I'll talk about it when there are no more mice in the future, and it's sleeping during the day, so you won't eat it if you feed it."

Zhang An watched TV with his parents for a while in the main room.

Then the phone at home rang, and it turned out to be Su Ying calling.

It's the end of June now, and Su Ying called to tell Zhang An.

This weekend, I don't have to go to school anymore.

Because the county will have a final exam two days at the end of the month, teachers like them have to invigilate the exam.

And after the exam, you still have to mark the papers and get the scores. It is estimated that Su Ying will not have time for more than a week.

Of course Zhang An didn't have any objections, he just didn't go there when Su Ying was busy.

After the two exchanged a few words on the phone, Su Ying hung up the phone.

She is in school now, so she can call to go to the commissary outside the school.

It was inconvenient for the two of them to talk outside, so they hung up the phone after finishing talking with Zhang An.

Before nine o'clock, there was a sound of popping outside.

Zhang An got up and went out to look. Although it was dark outside, the moonlight was not so bright tonight.

But Zhang An, relying on his excellent eyesight, could still see that Gray Ball had caught a fat mouse and was now pressing it to the ground.

Wang Fang also came out with Zhang An, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

He wanted to turn on the flashlight to see what was going on, but Zhang An stopped him before he could do it.

"Mom, don't turn on the flashlight, it's the gray ball that caught the mouse, the big one."

After all, the gray ball is sensitive to light, and it can only accept a little bit of weak light.

And Zhang An's flashlight is a strong flashlight, and the gray ball will definitely not be able to stand it when it is turned on.

Don't wait to affect the gray ball, but let the big Jerry escape, but the loss outweighs the gain.

Although it was pinned to the ground, the mouse did not give up and kept struggling desperately.

But this is useless, after all, Gray Ball claims to be invincible at the same weight, of course it is at night.

Although this rat is fat, it is nothing compared to Gray Ball.

Just after receiving the gray ball, Zhang An turned off the street lights outside in order to let it adapt to the environment in advance.

Unexpectedly, within a short while, Gray Ball had already started to reap the rewards.

Zhang An couldn't help but mourn for the rats at home, they might have a hard time in the future.

Wang Fang was very happy when she heard Zhang An say that the owl at home had caught the big mouse.

At first, he still had some grudges against the gray ball, but now it has disappeared.

Gray Ball seemed to be quite smart, knowing that the mouse was bigger, he didn't rush to drag it away.

Instead, it pressed the ground and rubbed it, and waited until the mountain mouse in its paws stopped moving before flying back to the nest with its mouth in its mouth.

Early the next morning, before Zhang An got up, he heard his mother downstairs yelling.

Zhang An thought something was wrong, put on his clothes in a hurry and ran downstairs.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Zhang An and his father came out at the same time, but as soon as they went out, they saw rows of dead mice in the yard.

Zhang An didn't count them in detail, but estimated that there were more than a dozen or twenty.

And also arranged in order, from largest to smallest.

"It's nothing, just being hacked by these rats."

Anyone who wakes up early in the morning and finds so many dead mice at the door will feel a shudder in his heart.

When Zhang An saw these dead mice, he also guessed the reason.

As soon as he raised his head, he found that Huiqiu was still standing on the Davidia involucrata tree at the door.

It is estimated that this guy did it, and claimed credit from Zhang An in this way.

"It must have been caught by Gray Ball. This guy hasn't slept all night, so he must have been catching it all the time."

Seeing so many dead mice, Zhang An realized that there were really a lot of mice in his house.

But this gray ball is too capable, killing so many in one night.

These are enough for Mimi at home to work hard for a week.

"Although Ye Xiao eats mice, Xiao An is too good at catching them."

Although Wang Fang was shocked, she was more happy.

With so many mice dead in the house, it is estimated that there will be a lot of quiet days in the future.

After all, as rural people, there are not many people who don't hate mountain mice.

Because there are too many of these things, if you are full, you will be hungry.

Now Wang Fang looked at the gray ball on the opposite tree, and was even more satisfied with this little thing with a big head.

Zhang An waved his hand and told Gray Ball to go back to sleep by himself.

Replenish your energy during the day and continue to refuel at night.

(End of this chapter)