tiger teacher

The letter paper is the standard letter paper with the logo of a certain cooperative, but the writing on the letter paper is a more standard fountain pen Song style.

"Jian'er, the old man's time is running out. I'm afraid I won't be able to see the last side of your little bastard. Now leave a book. If you have the understanding, you will see it naturally."

Wang Jian saw that the first sentence in the old man's letter was so witty, and after feeling sore, he smiled unconsciously, thinking, "I really can't see that my old man is so optimistic by nature?"This is not understanding, this is pure luck. '

Then I looked at it, a letter of more than 2000 words, most of which were actually complaining about Wang Jian's various problems from childhood to adulthood, and there were comments beside it, anyway, it made a shameless person like Wang Jian blush face, and even Wang Jian urinated in the public well in the village when he was a child.

"Shameful old man..." Third Master Wang grinned awkwardly, and said to himself: "It seems that I was really not a thing when I was young."

However, it can also be seen that although Lao Mu's letter is full of taunting Wang Jian, the feeling of the old cow protecting the calf is overflowing between the lines.On the other hand, in the end, I was still afraid that Wang Jian would suffer big losses and be fooled in the days to come if he didn't get rid of these problems.

Wang Jian himself is a Chinese learner, so he has a strong sense of context. Although the letter made him feel ashamed, it also made his heart soften.

And when Wang Jian saw the end of the letter, his eyes sharpened suddenly, his bright eyes narrowed into two slits, scanning the words on the paper back and forth.

"As a teacher and a father, the last thing you want is for your disciples and grandchildren to avenge the dead. The old man knows that you will be revenged for your grievances, but I am here to remind you, do what you can. You are the last seedling of my old Wang family." , I rely on you to pass on all my abilities, if you dare to overestimate your own strength, don't blame the old man for my death."

With a crisp sound of "snap!", Wang Jian slapped the letter on the table, and the unruly wild horse temperament gushed out of his eyes, and shouted at the portrait of the old wood: "What are you talking about?" Talk! Do you think I am stupid? Anyway, I will let it go. Old man, don’t blame me for not listening to you. Who are you? ? I have suffered and suffered all my life here, suffocated, how can I look like a man? Well, that’s all I have to say. I am here this time to say goodbye to you. In this small pond, I can’t afford to turn over my Big fish!"

After finishing speaking, he took out the booklet that fell out together with the letter and glanced at it. There was a line of block letters "Concentration" written on it. Wang Jian slapped his forehead. The potion for the scalp and iron bones is prepared according to the formula above. The old man has been refusing to show it to him, saying that "doctors have bad intentions and will eventually harm others and themselves", etc., probably because he is afraid that Wang Jian will mix some strange poisons to harm others. , but if you don't give it to him now, I'm afraid it will really rot in the box.

But Wang Jian has always been mad, and his madness has already penetrated into his bones.Moreover, his madness is not the same as most people's madness. Some people are mad because they have power behind them or their own ability, while Wang Jian's madness is because of his evil spirit that he refuses to submit to. I can't swallow it, I would rather be a hero for 3 minutes than a coward for a lifetime.

After finishing speaking, he returned to his smiling and calm look, looking at the portrait of Old Mu Mu: "Old man, I will take you away. Xiao San'er brought you into the city to see the world."

Then he didn't even drink the tea, turned around and put the old wooden tablet and photo into the empty canvas pocket, turned and pushed the door to leave.

As the footsteps went further and further away, the strange tranquility returned to the house, and the stove in the kitchen was gradually extinguished because no one added firewood, leaving only a faint wisp of smoke.

Walking to the entrance of the village, he picked up the bicycle that was still lying on the ground, straightened the faucet slightly, turned around and glanced at the picturesque village, with a faint smile on his face, and then stepped on the unbraked bicycle, all the way to Bei rushed out and never looked back.

Not long after he left, the old village chief came to the entrance of the village with his hands behind his back. Looking at Wang Jian's tiny figure from a distance, he sighed a long time, turned around and said to his unsatisfied son: "Take...he Ying's job...work was...pushed, and she was going to send...send her...to school."

"But dad...the other side has agreed, two thousand a month! It's been a year for me." A Ying's father was full of reluctance: "You say a girl's family, what school do you go to?"

But I never thought that just after he finished speaking, the old village head slapped his hand back: "You...you...you don't want...want to live? Little... Xiaobawang will... come back again, you... You're done."

Aying's father immediately became frowning: "Father, where did you get the money from? Her brother will soon be eighteen, so he has to marry a wife."

"Take it." The old village chief snorted coldly, and handed the plastic bag containing 3 yuan to Aying's father: "You...you don't want...to die, just spend... spend it."

One look at the money, and then look at the shadow of Third Master Wang's butt, Father Aying immediately knew where the money came from, and his liver trembled when he took it. If it was given by someone else, he would take it for sure My son has built a tile-roofed house for his wedding, but this third master Wang is a guy who can do what he says, and he has done many cruel things. If I really dare to use the money he gave Aying to study for other things...

Just thinking about it makes me sweat all over.

Surprised and surprised here, the third master seemed to have been riding for a long time, the broken bicycle along the way, except for the bell, everything was jingling.Just such a broken car, let the third master ride 45 miles on the rugged mountain road. This speed can be considered as fast as lightning on a bicycle, and the third master Wang seems not satisfied. Desperately pedaling his little broken car.

After all, a small broken car is a small broken car. This small broken car that Mr. Wang took the train to the provincial capital, in order to save some money for the ticket, bought it from a flea market for 20 yuan, and finally found it in the approaching When I was in the county seat, I was exhausted and collapsed.

At the age of 210 four kilometers...

It was already past one o'clock in the afternoon when Third Master Wang came out of the village just now, after a few hours of long-distance raiding and the sky in the countryside itself was getting dark early.So when Mr. Wang's bicycle broke down on the side of the road, it was already dark.

Seeing the bright lights of the county town in the distance, he pouted a few times, took out the wallet he picked up when he was collecting scraps from his pocket, poured out the last 25 yuan and fifty cents steel coins from it, and gritted his teeth' This is terrible, this little money... I guess I can only eat shit tomorrow. ’, but thinking about it, Wang Sanye didn’t complain, he picked up the broken bicycle while whistling, patted the seat, and said to himself: “Brother, although we just met today, we still have a deep relationship. I'm sorry, I've wronged you to give me another meal, and the third brother will burn paper for you during the Qingming and Winter Solstice."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the broken bicycle and swayed towards the bustling county town little by little.

There is an old saying: look at the mountains and run dead horses.Obviously looking at the light in front of him, he forced Wang Jian to walk for more than half an hour. He was hungry at first, but after such a toss, he was so hungry that he was about to vomit acid water. He didn't bother to eat, and when he was so hungry that his legs were shaking, he suddenly remembered that after getting off the train in the provincial capital at three or four o'clock in the morning, besides eating the cheapest instant noodles, he drank cold water. It is to use instant noodles as compressed biscuits for a day.

Wang Jian pushed the bicycle and laughed while walking, also laughed at himself for being downcast and heartless, but he said that he was not in a sad mood, but he seemed to be in a better mood because he walked into a place with lights.

"Hey, boss. Give me 20 yuan for steamed buns." Wang Jian finally made it to a mobile steamed bun shop, looked at the big white steamed buns covered with a thick cloth, and kept urging: "Hurry up! point."

The old man who sold steamed buns was not in a hurry, he put steamed buns in big red plastic bags for Wang Jian leisurely, and talked to Wang Jian while doing his work: "Not a local? I sell steamed buns at the entrance of the town. I haven’t seen you in 20 years, are you from outside? Looking for a job? Go to the night market over there to find a job. In the past few days, a few contractor teams have come to the city to recruit young and strong people.”

Wang Jian grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said in his heart: "Why do you sell steamed buns like the outdoor experts?"If you have any peerless martial arts, just pass it on to me, my bones are absolutely exquisite. '

But after thinking about it, his eyes suddenly rolled: "Uncle, where did the contracting team go?"

The man who sold the steamed buns coughed twice: "There are people who go anywhere, and they all go to see the big world. This young man should go out for a break, but many young people have been out for a few years, and when they return home The daughter-in-law got married and built a big tile house."

Wang Jian let out a groan, handed over the money, took the steamed buns and thanked him, then pushed his broken car and walked slowly towards the night market that the steamed bun uncle said.

This county is quite small, and there are no entertainment venues. Besides the car wash, there are small restaurants next to the busiest main road. The restaurant’s promotional posters can almost serve a full banquet. The only entertainment venue Wang Jian found along the way was a signboard. Half of the broken net was rotten, and a few young people who looked like high school students walked out of it from time to time.

Wang Jian is too familiar with this place.He was a high school student in this county at the beginning, and Wang Jian was very familiar with the old man who sold steamed buns, but in the past four years, Wang Jian has become black, tall and strong, and the old man's memory is probably not good, so I didn't recognize it for a while.

Looking at the county town that had hardly changed from the year he left, Wang Jian whistled and brought out a mouthful of steamed bun crumbs.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Wang Jian's eyes, he caught sight of a group of young men under the net. These guys were all dressed in the typical non-mainstream style of the urban-rural fringe area, and their hair was fluffy or messy or dyed red. , green, blue, yellow colors, and some simply have a head so greasy that it turns into strands of black hair, and the word "hooligan" is almost written on the face, all of them squint their eyes, or squat Standing or leaning, almost everyone has a piece of soft white sand worth four yuan in their hands, thinking they look handsome and extraordinary.

When he saw this, his eyes widened immediately. He tidied up his clothes, pushed his broken bicycle and slowly walked towards the guy who didn't know what he was doing.

"Kids, what are you doing here?"

He walked forward with a smile, and greeted the group of people with a fake voice.He didn't even care about those young men looking at him with strange eyes.

Those little bastards also seemed to have been taken aback by Wang Jian's sudden attack. You looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn't let out a fart for a long time.

It was only after close contact that Wang Jian discovered that most of these people were only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the youngest was estimated to be less than 16 years old, and two of them were still wearing the characteristic school uniform and trousers of his high school alma mater.

"Leave far away."

The boy who looked like the leader stood up and looked around at Wang Jian, and spat with contempt: "Don't make trouble for nothing."

Wang Jian yelled, propped up the bracket of the bicycle, walked to the center of the group of guys, coughed and cleared his throat: "Who wants this bicycle? Take it for 50 yuan."

"Are you crazy? Get lost!"

After the leader scolded Wang Jian, the children behind him also started cursing one after another, and all of them showed fierce faces, as if Wang Jian would definitely break his dog's legs if he didn't leave.

But what about Wang Jian?He has made up his mind, the bicycle is sold today, they have to buy it, they have to buy it, they have to buy it, anyway, if Wang Jian doesn't have the 50 yuan, if he doesn't want to eat shit this week, he can only Go pick up trash and eat.

Moreover, for Wang Jian, he has no psychological burden to forcefully buy and sell with this group of people who don't look good at first glance.

"Here we come! Brother, they're coming down!"

Suddenly a little boy got out of the net and went straight into the dark alley, pointing out panting: "They are here... they are here..."

The face of the head was happy, and he didn't take seriously Wang Sanye who was poking at the side and pretending to be a vegetable. He turned around and raised his foot, ready to leave.But Mr. Wang couldn't let him go, he grabbed his arm and said, "This car, we have agreed, we will pay the money with one hand and the car with the other hand."

"Who the fuck told you! Let me go! Let go!"

He couldn't wait to rush out, but he couldn't break free from the handcuffs of the third master. In a hurry, he lowered his body and picked up a brick from the ground to face the third master's head and smashed it off.

The third master didn't even lift his head, he just swung his other hand so lightly, and hit the guy's wrist holding the brick directly.He let out a cry of pain, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the brick fell into the hands of Third Lord Wang Jian. He took the brick and twirled it in his hand, and gently rubbed it on the other head's head twice: " Don't be so irritable, young man."