the last witcher

After I finished telling the story of literacy, I found that the third child hadn't come back yet, "Boss, do you need to go out and look for the third child, who hasn't come back after so long?"

"Hey, I was careless, and I was missed by others. I was a female ghost just now, and now I am the youngest. Do I attract everyone to like me?" Snacks came in from outside the door.

"I don't care about you. I really don't know good people." My subtext was that the dog bit Lu Dongbin.

"Okay, stop arguing." The boss actually pretended to be a peacemaker.

"Except you miss me, no one else misses me." There is something in what the third child absolutely said. I found that Wang Yan's face turned red as soon as the third child finished speaking. Telling stories, Wang Yan, it’s fine if you don’t say thank you, but you’re actually flirting with the third child, peat.

"Hurry up and tell your story, shouldn't it be time to tell about your elementary school?" The boss seemed to have heard me tell these stories, so he could immediately guess what I was going to tell next.

I nodded, greeted the third child to sit down, and continued to tell about my primary school teacher.

"My teacher's surname is Hou (homophonic). She is a housewife in her 40s. After the Cultural Revolution, she taught in Yongle Primary School in this city. This person does not care about good or evil. After all, the evil causes of the past life are just the evil results of this life, and at the same time, it is greed. People who are overweight; to say she is a housewife means that she has no quality and cultivation, she is a shrew who dares to throw out anything, and people who are engaged in the profession of teachers have small hearts and are known as small intellectuals , and comparable to the other four professional groups (accountants, lawyers, judges, certain kindergarten teachers). Regardless of her looks, at least when I saw her for the first time, I felt uncomfortable.

At that time, we didn't pay attention to quality education like we do now. It was very common for teachers to beat students, but as my primary school head teacher, it was deadly.Thinking about it, I, who seems to be gentle and gentle, should have received the true biography of this teacher for the blackness and heavyness of my strikes in fights.

Almost every student in the class has been beaten, including me of course.There are various reasons for beating us, for example, she is in a bad mood today, or she doesn't like a student, of course, more often it is because she hints that the student will give her a gift. If the seat is still not in place, I will start cursing. If it is not in place, then I am sorry to find a reason and you are ready to be beaten.

As far as I remember, there are the following times when the attack was serious. One time was a boy surnamed Zhao. The reason was that the boy wanted to change his seat and promised to give the teacher a gift. So Mr. Hou found a reason to do small tricks in class - to start fighting.She beat people in front of the whole class, as if she wanted to scare the chickens and monkeys. The tools she used were those one-meter-long yellow rulers used for drawing straight lines at that time, which were discounted to less than 15 centimeters.At the beginning, it was a ruler, but in the later stage, he swung two rulers with both hands (picked it up after a discount, and hit it with both hands), and the boy rolled on the spot without daring to yell. , because Mr. Hou has a habit, the more you beg for mercy, the smoother she will play (now I think it’s super perverted). Afterwards, the student’s collarbone on the shoulder was broken, several ribs were broken, and soft tissue damage was all over his body. All, the most damage is all on the body, the face and head can't be seen at all.Afterwards, Mr. Hou pretended to pick up some things to look at. The student's family was also an ordinary family, and he didn't have the strength to transfer schools. Considering that the child had to continue studying here, he didn't pursue it. (After primary school, there are no less than ten discounted teaching rulers, and countless mops, brooms, etc.)

There was another time when a teacher from another place used students from our class to give an open class, and the result was messed up. After all, we were young at that time, and we hadn’t rehearsed beforehand (it’s not like now), and we didn’t speak positively and gave inaccurate answers. Anyway, that The foreign teacher gave our homeroom teacher Mr. Hou a gift, but the result was so bad. Mr. Hou was afraid that people would settle accounts with her after autumn, so she wanted the money back. After all, she took the initiative to sell us as commodities to others, so she was angry Sprinkle it on our students.On the grounds of general cleaning, they gathered us at the school on weekends, and then began to physically punish the students.I remember that anyone in the class who didn’t raise their hands to speak, who didn’t answer questions well, answered wrongly, or even spoke softly, would be called to the front (at least 40 people, less than 50 people in the whole class). It started with slapping, then kicked, the boy kicked the genitals, the girl kicked the stomach, and finally the slap went smoothly. The girl was dragged and kicked by the braid, and the boy's hair was pinched and hit the wall vigorously (fortunately, I was very active in speaking. , escaped a catastrophe), in the later stage, I was really tired, so I asked the students to pair up and slap each other's ears. , The crying of the students, the hysterical shouting of the teacher, and the sound of "popping" and "popping" of beating people, mixed together, it is not an exaggeration to say that the classroom at that time was Abi Hell.After the beating, the teacher asked each student to write a letter of guarantee, proving that the students were wrong, and then went to the water room one by one, washed their faces with cold water, and destroyed the evidence.This matter is the shadow of my life, lingering.

There is also a male student surnamed Wu. This student has physical problems since he was a child, his eyes are slanted, and he stutters when he speaks.The student was absent from class for a period of time and did not ask for leave.The classmate who lived nearby went to classmate Wu's home and knew that he had just had a circumcision and hernia operation, so he told Mr. Hou.Teacher Hou was very angry at that time. The reason was that I had to go through me to ask for a leave of absence. I used the reason that the student did not study well to hold back the money from the parents. This mother went for the operation without saying a word, and it was too embarrassing for me. , You waited for him to go to school.So on the day Wu recovered and returned to school, his nightmare also began.

'Why did you go to this stage? Teacher Hou asked, "There is something wrong with my **, I need an operation." ' replied the 2b student. 'Grass mud horse, why don't you use a red-hot iron bar to get through it? Teacher Hou began to scold, "I...I...I..." The student started stuttering, "Just like you, I really don't know how your parents made you, a little bastard like you, Don't stutter, hang a thermos pot in the ditch-do you have that level? (Too many technical dirty words are ignored here)' After scolding the self-study in the morning, Teacher Hou started to get down to business, dragged the student to the podium, and asked all our students to go up and slap him one by one. I was slapped on the back of the head by the teacher.Later, that classmate didn't even go to junior high school, and the psychological shadow was too great (I can contact the classmate now, opened a store in a certain morning market, and kept a trolley himself).

This kind of thing happens in our class almost every week, which makes our young mind suffer too much shadow, so from then on, I don’t like the teacher, I don’t like to go to class, I ask for leave for a reason (read more The benefits are reflected), most of the time I hide at home and read books, because my peers have gone to school, I can only play alone (it’s not fun to play by myself for a long time), and it happens that there is something on the dirt hill opposite our school. The temple is called Guanyin Temple, and I always go there to play, and I get to know the old monks there, and there is an old monk named Dao Jing who always likes to tease me (unfortunately, this eminent monk passed away in July [-] ), and get familiar with it after a long time.After the group beating incident in the public class, I found a reason to ask for leave and went to the temple. Because of the fear in my heart, I told the old monk the whole story of the incident.Monk Daojing was so angry that his hands trembled after hearing this, he gritted his teeth and said aloud three lines of 'Amitabha Buddha', and then told me the principle of karma, good and evil are rewarded, and told me that what this teacher did was against the harmony of heaven , is acting against the sky, and there will be retribution in the world. I was too young at the time and couldn't understand it. I knew that Mr. Hou was going to be unlucky, so I went home happily.

Ten years later, the present report came. Mrs. Hou had a son and a daughter. Her daughter got married twice, and it was basically because she put a cuckold on her own man. Big mouthful of green pot (making broken shoes in those days was the most looked down upon by people), and in the end I was really ashamed to hang out in the local area, so I went to other places to be a chicken. As long as the money is in place, black people are fine. In the end, someone who knew the details said that her daughter suffered from a heart disease and died in a foreign land. She is still listed as a missing person in the city's public security bureau. On the record; and Mr. Hou's son is even better. He is a gangster who eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles and smokes on weekdays. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, I drove the car bought with Mr. Hou’s coffin book, took my wife and children, and a family of three went to the old man’s house in other places to pay New Year’s greetings. There was no snow, rain, fog, normal roads, and normal cars. , Pulled out the isolation zone of the expressway, and scrapped it in an uninhabited place. All three members of the family died, but the isolation zone only lost some paint.As a result, it was not until more than a month later that the highway police accidentally discovered the accident. What was even more strange was that Mr. Hou’s son’s head was not found in the end. I don’t know if it was taken away by wild dogs or where it went. .So far, Mr. Hou's family has become extinct, and it can be regarded as a reward for the present world.

Readers, if you have the time to come to me, I can take you to see an old lady with white hair, tattered clothes, crazy, talking nonsense, who hits everyone and stops cars when she sees her. That is my old lady. The current situation of primary school teacher Hou. "

to be continued