Merry Little Farmer

The instructors would come to the dormitory to inspect the dormitory every morning, and if they found unqualified "square quilts", they would order them to be folded again.When he walked to the door of Wang Xiaobing's dormitory, he saw a lump of "shit" and a "stick", and his face sank.

"Whose quilt is this?" the instructor asked seriously.

"Mine." Wang Xiaobing walked out from the crowd.

"Whose is this?" The instructor pointed to Xie Jiahua's bed.

"Mine." Xie Jiahua gave a military salute.

"Fold it up for me immediately!" The instructor moved seriously, and his voice was obviously full of anger.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Xiaobing and Xie Jiahua also obediently refolded the quilt, they were intimidated by the instructor's military aura.

After the "square quilt" was folded, the instructor said again: "You two go to the playground and run four laps! Stand at attention and start to go!"

One lap is 400 meters, and four laps is 600 meters.

Wang Xiaobing and Xie Jiahua trotted towards the playground.

"You lured me into making mistakes." Wang Xiaobing looked back at the instructor who was still standing at the door of the dormitory.

"Next time you can also seduce me." Xie Jiahua didn't care.

"Want to do it again? You pig brain, four laps, 600 meters, I'm going to die. Maybe the next eight laps, you and I will crawl to the end. Use your brain, okay? ?” Wang Xiaobing shrugged his shoulders, getting ready for a long-distance run.

"Didn't you see that my mind is moving?" Xie Jiahua said with a simple smile, "When my body moves, my mind moves."

"Cow brain." Wang Xiaobing was helpless.

On this day, Wang Xiaobing and Xie Jiahua became famous among freshmen in high school.The two of them were running on the track while others were jogging, and every student laughed when they saw them.

Among the freshmen, besides Dong Lili, who has been privately designated as the campus belle by the boys, there is also Xiao Tingting from Class One (1) of Senior High.In the eyes of all the boys, Xiao Tingting was even better.On weekdays, a lot of boys surround her, but she is quiet by nature and doesn't pay much attention to those suitors.

Wang Xiaobing didn't dare to hope for the beauty of other classes. He only looked at the phalanx of girls in class one (4) of his senior year, and saw Dong Lili smiling at him wearing a military cap and a brown belt.He waved at her, she pursed her lips, smiled thinly, and turned her head away.

"good sign!"

Wang Xiaobing was excited and quickened his pace, leaving Xie Jiahua behind.

"Little soldier, have you taken the aphrodisiac? Why are you running so fast, run slowly." Xie Jiahua tried his best to catch up from behind.

"I'm full of energy. It's not a problem to run ten laps." People are in good spirits on happy occasions.Wang Xiaobing was in a state of excitement and was very motivated.

"Then even I ran for these four laps." Xie Jiahua said with a smile.

"No problem, wait until you become Chen Yuanyuan in your next life, I will run behind your back." Wang Xiaobing said with a smile: "Haha, if Wu Sangui comes to look for you, then I will be in trouble."

Xie Jiahua was not familiar with history, and the things he had seen had already been thrown to Java Island. He asked, "Who is Chen Yuanyuan? Is she very beautiful?"

Wang Xiaobing slowed down, stood side by side with Xie Jiahua, and whispered: "Here, have you seen the fat woman in our class? She looks like her. Hahaha."

Xie Jiahua glanced at the heavy fat girl in the phalanx of girls in class one (4) of senior high school, gasped and changed color.

"Xiao Bing, you wouldn't curse me like that, would you? Then I'll be a sparrow in my next life." Xie Jiahua quickly looked away.

"Hahaha, then you can be a fat sparrow too." Wang Xiaobing flew forward a few meters like a puff of smoke.

After four laps, Wang Xiaobing sat on the grass, gasping for breath and raising his forehead with his hands, looking sick.The instructor asked him what was wrong, and he said he was a little dizzy.The instructor asked Xie Jiahua to help him go back to the dormitory to rest.

"Xiao Bing, what's the matter?" Xie Jiahua supported Wang Xiaobing and walked towards the dormitory.

"I want to vomit, feel short of breath, and dizzy. It must be heatstroke." Wang Xiaobing walked slowly.

"Do you want to go to the infirmary?" Xie Jiahua looked at Wang Xiaobing dubiously, "You look very good."

"Can't you keep some morals?" Wang Xiaobing straightened his waist.

When he turned around the teaching building d and the instructor couldn't see him, Wang Xiaobing suddenly became vigorous and fierce, without any dizziness, he laughed and was in a very happy mood.

"You pretended to be sick?" Xie Jiahua saw the flaw.

"Can't you pretend?" Wang Xiaobing asked back.

"You told me earlier." Xie Jiahua was very annoyed, "I still have to go for a walk. I'm really going to die of exhaustion."

"I told you to use your brain more." Wang Xiaobing said with a smile.

"I'm using my brain. It's just that it doesn't work, because my brain is for decoration." Xie Jiahua said honestly.He has always been afraid of thinking and is a typical brainless person.

It was after three o'clock in the afternoon, and Xie Jiahua had to go for a walk for an hour.He ran to tell the instructor that he was also dizzy, but the instructor could tell at a glance that he was full of energy and was not allowed to rest.

Military training is hard, but it is also happy.Half a month passed quickly.After the military parade, the students reluctantly bid farewell to their instructors. This is a precious memory.

After the military training, the normal study time resumed, but after half a month in the field, I couldn't hold my heart. The class time was fine, but it was difficult to calm down when it was evening self-study time, and many students were talking and laughing loudly.

After a normal day of class, it's the weekend again.There is no tutoring in the first year of high school, and the third, second and third year of high school also have classes on Saturdays and rest on Sundays.

Wang Xiaobing and Xie Jiahua returned to Donghe Village.It is about eight kilometers from the school to the village.He has a second-hand 26-inch Phoenix bicycle. The fenders have been removed, and the rear rack has also been dismantled. Only two wheels, frame and handle are left. It is the simplest bicycle.When riding such a bike in the rain, the muddy water flying up from the rear wheel will splash on the back.

Every time he went back to the village, Wang Xiaobing wanted to see Xiaoshuang, but he didn't dare to go in when he passed by her house, for fear of running into Zheng Xidan. At the door of the house, they kicked hard a few times, and it flew past like a gust of wind.

It's just that when I passed by her door once and saw her slightly protruding belly, I was filled with emotion.She also saw him and greeted him with a happy smile on her face.Seeing all this, Wang Xiaobing felt relieved.

It was a long time before he realized the profound meaning of this sentence.

When passing by the door of the village chief's house, I happened to meet Huang Lihua.

"Come back from school?" Huang Lihua smiled through the wall.

"Yes. Have you eaten yet?" Wang Xiaobing couldn't help laughing when he remembered the scene in the toilet that day.

"Do you still have eels at home?" Huang Lihua bought a few before.

"I'm not sure, I'll find out when I go back and have a look." If it was in August, Wang Xiaobing would have said "I'll send it to you", but now that the fish pond contract has been signed, he is not so respectful.While talking, the bicycle has passed the village chief's house.

"I'll go buy some tomorrow." Huang Lihua's voice came from behind.

"Okay." Wang Xiaobing went all the way without looking back.

When I got home, I put away my bicycle and didn’t bring any books home. I usually only read "Dragon and Tiger List" at home.The younger brother Wang Zhiwen was somewhat interested in military training and asked many questions during the meal, and Wang Xiaobing answered them one by one.It was the job of Wang Xiaobing and Xu Juan to serve the food before the meal, and it was the job of Wang Zhiwen and Xu Juan to clean up the dishes after the meal.

The weather in September, although the daytime is still relatively hot, but the night is not as muggy as in summer, and there is a bit of cool wind blowing, which is much more refreshing.After dinner, the neighbors all got together to talk about the world, have a good time with each other, and have a simple rural scene.

In the early 90s, rural electricity was underdeveloped, and the electricity bill was much higher than it is now. Most people went out after dinner to blow natural wind or use manual fans to cool them.During the day, everyone is busy with their own business. After dinner, you can see groups of villagers chatting and laughing under the fruit trees, by the wall, and on the grain drying field. The scene is harmonious and the atmosphere is harmonious.

Although the material aspect is not high, the spiritual aspect is still substantial.Unlike the people nowadays, who live in the same building in the community, even if they live across the street, they have never met each other several times a year, and the degree of unfamiliarity has reached the point where it cannot be increased.

Villagers who work in state-owned enterprises and public institutions have higher incomes than ordinary villagers. They have rich entertainment programs at night, and with a few cash on hand, they can play mahjong or go to the movies.At that time, there were two types of movies, one was free, which was basically a revolutionary movie, and the other was a fee-based movie, which was a commercial movie, almost a Hong Kong movie.

Private screening rooms, which are equivalent to today's private cinemas, quietly emerged at that time.

On Friday and Saturday nights, the village will show "Tunnel Warfare" and "San Mao Congjun Ji". After saying it, not many people are willing to watch it.People who go to the square to watch this movie are just out for a walk, to enjoy the shade, and children like to be lively and go out to play under the leadership of their mothers.

Wang Xiaobing walked towards the village square with his flip flops and a toothpick in his mouth. The square was actually a big sun-drying field, which was used to dry grain in summer. Usually, any general meetings in the village were held there. Not far to the left of the square was the office of the village committee. premises.

Every time he meets aunts, aunts, aunts and six wives in the village, Wang Xiaobing will say hello to them.In the eyes of the villagers, he is a polite and flexible boy.Everyone said that Wang Congle gave birth to a good son.

When we arrived at the square, there were already some people there, and a red glow was left on the horizon, reflecting these people, covering them with a warm feeling.The film crew is adjusting the machine, using the white wall behind the three-story building as a screen, and projecting images onto it.

In the evening, "Tunnel Warfare" will be screened, which tells the story of guerrillas beating Little Japan hard.

Wang Xiaobing was wandering in the square when he suddenly saw Party Secretary Liu Dazhong and his wife coming towards him. It was too late to hide, so he had to go up and saw Liu Dazhong wearing the pair of sandals and slippers that he had left at home. He was secretly amused and said with a smile: " Liu Zhishu, want to watch a movie?"

"Well. "Tunnel Warfare" is very educational, you young people need to read it several times." Liu Dazhong said with his hands on his hips, looking around with the eyes of the superior.

"You're right. I just came to see this movie." Wang Xiaobing said against his will.

"Xiao Bing, after watching the movie, go back and tell your dad that we want some more packs of herbal tea." Bai Qiuqun had just washed his hair, and there was still the scent of shampoo.

"Okay. I'll send it to you tomorrow." Wang Xiaobing remembered the scene of fighting with Bai Qiuqun in the bedroom, and his blood boiled.

Seeing Bai Qiuqun's plump and round buttocks twisting and turning towards the projection crew, Wang Xiaobing wondered if she couldn't help being lonely again, maybe she wanted to vent her anger on himself.