Lao Tzu is a toad

Chapter 136 Lilac

Originally, Zhao Jiadi had agreed with Guo Qingniu that he would ask him for some scriptures during the winter vacation, but this grasshopper called and said that NMG was so vast and wild that he was reluctant to leave. Zhao Jiadi went to play tricks with Sister Fang. If he wanted to learn how to shoot a gun, he would let it go first.Zhao Jiadi smiled and said, Grasshopper, are you afraid that you won’t be able to give red envelopes during the Chinese New Year and dare not come to ts? Guo Qingniu on the phone laughed and said, “I’ve been hit, I can’t help it. I just fell in love with a girl from NMG. She’s tall and big. Much more energetic than Xiaojiabiyu in the south, she just made some money and threw it all into her gentle village.

Zhao Jiadi scolded you asshole, don't let her squeeze you dry on the bed.Guo Qingniu smiled brightly and said get out, you brother Grasshopper is not an old scalper who can only bury his head in farming, he is a green cow, and he has been given the reputation of one-finger Zen. If you don’t understand one-finger Zen, you can make girls bow their heads with just one finger , besides, you brother Grasshopper really didn’t lose to anyone on the bed, they are the only ones to beg for forgiveness, yes, don’t fuck with you, that girl can’t wait, there are a few more rounds to fight, eighty-two, wait for Grasshopper My brother has developed in NMG, and when I return to Hebei, I will definitely bring you a pair of sister flowers to help you 'cleanse the marrow and cut the bones'.Zhao Jiadi fucked, and asked Guo Qingniu if you know that the new bodyguard next to Zhao Sanjin is short and thin, and always likes to play with a steel dart in his hand when he is alone.Guo Qingniu paused for a moment, seemed to be pushing away the clingy woman on the other end of the phone, and replied seriously, you are talking about Wei Feng, right? Desperado, he plays darts more vigorously than Grasshopper plays with guns, he is really a pervert who kills without batting an eyelid, Chen Shifang and I have cleaned up a lot in the past two years, and actually handed over all the shady dirty work to him Yes, you can use this time to lay a solid foundation with him. It is unrealistic for you to become as powerful as Sister Fang, but you are talented in playing guns and darts. Chen Shifang and I are very supportive of you. It's a pity that I didn't play it earlier a few years ago, but it's not too late now.

Wei Feng was very taciturn, and the city was gloomy, but since Zhao Jiadi was the biological son of the big boss, after consulting the big boss, he got a nod, and he taught Zhao Jiadi to play darts without any secrets. When he came to the open space on the top of the mountain, he took off his suit jacket, and around his waist was a dart cover filled with densely packed darts. In addition, his arms were also covered with small dart covers. The whole person was like a mobile arsenal of cold weapons , Zhao Jiadi had to think of Yang Ce, the paralyzed man, who was a tiger gun that could make people feel timid at first glance.

Wei Feng first explained the basics of dart playing to Zhao Jiadi, and played with both hands. His steel darts were all 9 cm long and weighed 370 grams. There was no ribbon at the end. Holding the tail of the dart, there is no such thing as the weak and fancy foreign dart competition on TV. When Zhao Jiadi went to pull the dart from the tree trunk, he weighed his strength and came to the tongue-smacking conclusion that it is easy to pierce the flesh within ten meters.Wei Feng was not good at words. After explaining some basic things and precautions, he only said that darts should be sharp-eyed, quick-handed, and ruthless. If you dare to throw a dart, you must also dare to eat it. It was mysterious, so I threw the first dart cover to Zhao Jia, stood five meters away, and asked Zhao Jiadi to shoot at him, Zhao Jiadi was also ruthless, because when I was a child, I followed Zhao Shanhu up the mountain and down the river, and I liked to throw stones at birds. Throwing it very familiarly, regardless of Wei Feng's life or death.

Sure enough, Wei Feng easily caught Zhao Jiadi's 3 darts with all his strength, as expected. Zhao Jiadi smiled, and stretched out his thumb to Wei Feng. Wei Feng gently threw the 3 darts to Zhao Jiadi. Jiadi showed a rare smile and said that you are practicing, as long as there is no one, you will throw more. Darts are dead, but people are alive. It is meaningless to just stare at the target. One or two darts, he was still killed when he got close.When you feel that you have reached a threshold, call me again, and I will help you find out where the problem lies.This dart set is for you.After speaking, Wei Feng left the woods.

He is a guy who is different from Chen Shifang and Guo Qingniu.Chen Shifang has a quack spirit cultivated by going all over the world, so Yizi is the leader. He worked for Zhao Taizu all these years, and it is also a Yizi for Zhao Taizu to save his family. After all, Guo Qingniu has military experience, and many things have his own In principle, these years of fooling around, only taking the money that should be taken, and squandering it quickly after getting it, there may be no reason why it is incompatible with Zhao Taizu's way of doing things.Wei Feng was different. He was the closest to Zhao Sanjin among the three bodyguards. He had the same personality and temperament.Zhao Jiadi didn't feel close to Wei Feng, but he had to say that Wei Feng trained by Zhao Sanjin was a sharp knife that could scare the enemy.

Zhao Jiadi practiced very hard, and even neglected his sister-in-law, because he wanted to quickly develop a tacit understanding between the darts and himself. Human darts are one, people are one, and so on. For example, the saying that the arm uses the finger means that commanding the army should be as skillful as using the arm with the fingers, almost instinctive.Qi Dongcao didn't complain. Looking at Zhao Jiadi's swollen arms and fingers, she just helped him massage and apply herbal medicine silently.At first, Lafayette felt sorry for his grandson and wanted to persuade him, but it was useless, so he gave up. The old lady knew Xiao Baliang's temper, Zhao Shanhu, Zhao Sanjin, and grandson were all carved out of the same mold, or they were all old The species of the Zhao family.

In the evening, Zhao Jiadi went to QQ. At first, he wanted to go to the stock group to make a splash. For some reason, he stared at Hu Li's offline profile picture in a daze. The nickname has been changed, the qq signature has also been changed, the avatar has changed from the original Gothic style to a lilac flower, the nickname has also changed to the real name Hu Li, and the qq signature has also been modified from the sentence "no Bad bad guys, bad good guys, no longer just a proud little girl", now "I will miss you, I will miss you."

You should be Yang Pingping and old Yang Huanghua's gang of cronies.

you?
Zhao Jiadi smiled wryly in his heart, squeezed his arm with pantothenic acid, and smoked a cigarette.I am afraid that no one would have imagined that the in-depth petty bourgeoisie and young girls who only watched Raymond Carver's "The Cathedral" and Nietzsche's "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" would go to the remote mountainous areas of Sichuan to teach alone. It is said that they even have a mobile phone and a suitcase None of them were brought, and Zhao Jiadi was undoubtedly the most unexpected person.This little fox with thorns all over his body, always likes to stab the other party until he is dripping with blood, so he is willing to hide in the corner to recuperate. After leaving the customs, he starts smoking and drinking recklessly, and fights with them.She is always stubborn, not complaining, and maverick.

In the dead of night, Zhao Jiadi thought of too many things that he could recall.

This girl Hu Li only likes lilacs. On her birthday, Zhao Jiadi forgot. Bite him to death, and then she died by herself. No matter how much they persuaded the Huanghua pistol on the side, it was useless. Zhao Jiadi, who was at fault first, had no choice but to say that it is only 11 o'clock, and your birthday is still an hour away. You said you wanted it What gift, I'll buy it for you.She said to spend, a lot of flowers.The first time Zhao Jia looked through his pockets, he had a headache and said that it cost more than 30 yuan, which he couldn't afford.She went crazy again, so Zhao Jiadi had no choice but to take her to find a flower shop, but at 11:18 in the middle of the night, there was no flower shop open. After walking for more than half an hour, Hu Li finally cried outside the glass window of a flower shop. Heart-piercing, Zhao Jiadi squatted down to finish smoking a cigarette, cursed, picked up a trash can and smashed the glass, pulled the dumbfounded girl into it, and said that you can choose the flowers in a store by yourself, Get the hell out, I'll wait and surrender to the police station.Hu Li smiled through tears, took only a bouquet of lilacs, took out her ID card and a card and put them in her pocket, then threw the bulging brand-name wallet on the ground, saying that the money was enough to pay for the glass windows.Two psychopaths were walking on the road. She handed Zhao Jia the first card with flowers, saying that today is my 3000th birthday. My parents saved me [-] million yuan. Adding the original [-] million yuan, it was exactly [-] million yuan. , I don't want it, I give it to you.Zhao Jiadi pushed her hand away and cursed, stay away.Hu Li was not angry either, humming a little tune, holding his hand, bouncing up and down.

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A remote and poor village with 40 to [-] families. Usually there are only old people and children in the village. Young and middle-aged people, regardless of gender, go out to work. All over the country, it has been a year of hard work. Only around the Chinese New Year will it be lively. There is only one TV in the whole village.For people in coastal cities, they may be able to comfort themselves with the fact that some of the poorest people can always come out without dying, but among these aspiring members, many people will know that the poorest people are the poorest when they really stay in this dilapidated village for a week or so. It may not be begging for food. People here may have never been to the hospital in their entire lives. They can only bear the burden of minor illnesses and disasters. After decades of carrying them, if something happens, they will be carried on stretchers by family members or relatives in the village. After waiting for more than [-] minutes, I had the opportunity to get on a tractor, and then went to a town without a decent street, and took a bus to the county seat. If I was lucky, I spent most of my life’s savings to get over it. Unlucky serious illness, It is often just to buy some painkillers and take them home to die.Only when you are buried can you have a good time.Everything is lagging here, and the greatest luck may be to be able to sneak into the burial.

The rich are always richer, and the poor are always more miserable.The last wealth of the rich is just a symbol, but the suffering of life is really painful to the bone marrow, driving people to death and madness, so bitter that they can't cry.

There is a dilapidated two-storey mud house in the village. The first floor is used as a school, from the first grade to the fourth grade. The middle-aged people in this village have more or less held textbooks here when they were young, and only a few persist in the township. In the fifth grade and the junior high school in the county town, most of them dropped out of school after four years of reading, confusedly wrote their own names, and then went out to work early to earn money to support their families. For this village far away from the bustling, college students are sacred existences. If a young man of any family can find a daughter-in-law who is studying in a big city in a big city, that would be a great pride.There has been only one teacher in the village for half a century. Old man Li, who was the most educated in the last village, died of illness the year before last, and the school was abandoned for nearly a year until Teacher Hu came.She is very young, but she is very knowledgeable and can speak foreign languages. Now all the children in the village have English names that the elders in the village listen to, and they are very happy.She is very beautiful. The old people in the village say that they have never seen such a beautiful girl, and she is many times more beautiful than the women in the New Year pictures hanging on the wall.She is very polite. She will greet anyone she meets on the road, talk about how the crops are doing, and patiently accompany the old people to bask in the sun and listen to them tell old things about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Young people don't like to listen to it, only she can listen to it for two or three hours at a time.So people in the village, old and young, call her Teacher Hu from the bottom of their hearts. At this time, she always smiles brightly and happily.

The first floor is the school, with about [-] broken tables and chairs. Originally, there were not enough chairs, and many first-grade children had to stand. Later, after Teacher Hu came, a few adults who were skilled in crafts cut down trees and made a few A new bench was delivered to the school.The second floor is Mr. Hu's home. It is said to be home, but in fact there are only some basic daily necessities, a single bed, and a desk used by the previous teachers. There are always children neatly placed on the desk. Their workbook, a cheap pen, a bottle of red ink, and a few ballpoint pens with an unknown number of refills.There is no book on the desk that looks difficult and obscure.In addition to the bed and desk, there are only idle bottles, kettles, thermoses, washbasins, and a shelf for hanging towels, just like the monotony and poverty of this village.

Although the Chinese New Year is approaching, she continued to give lectures after seeking the consent of the adults in the village. The children all consciously came to the school as usual, and none of them skipped classes.

The sound of reading aloud from here is the biggest sound of nature in the village, with a little smoke, chickens crowing and dogs barking, it is quiet and peaceful.

People in the village are used to this kind of life.Because after being talked to one by one, they knew that only by studying can their children have a chance to really stand out after leaving the village.She told them that no one's children are doomed to suffer for a lifetime, and God has no rule that only rich people's children can live a good life.When Mr. Hu chatted with them, he always used the simplest language to tell the most sincere truths.

Today, Mrs. Hu is still standing under the blackboard in the classroom, teaching the four grades in an orderly manner, Chinese, mathematics, natural science, ideology and morality, all of which must be taken care of by her alone.When the second get out of class was over, she walked to the door of the classroom, rang the clock, smiled and said to take a break for 10 minutes, and the children jumped around her for a while. I bought some candy, many of them were taken out and given to her, but she just took one for each person as a symbol. A cute child with a red face suggested that Mr. Hu, let’s play eagle catch chicken, she agreed, and took When the children come to the playground, the village is small. How big can this playground be? Every time the eagle catches the chicks, she will always be arranged by the children to be the leading hen. "Eagle" caught a chick, and the children all scrambled to be the chick that could grab Teacher Hu's clothes. Teacher Hu was still very happy today, but halfway through the game, she shook her body and almost fell down , her face was pale, the children were all panicked, gathered around her, staring at pairs of clear and clean worried eyes, she smiled and said it's okay, I'll sit for a while, let's talk about each of you in the next class today ideal, okay?The children shouted hello.

She sat on the bench outside the classroom under the small clock tied with a red string, watching the children who continued to play on the bumpy playground, she quietly covered her chest, smiled and cheered for them.

Today, she let them play for a few more minutes, rang the clock with a little difficulty, walked back to the classroom first, picked up the chalk, and tremblingly wrote the two characters "ideal" on the blackboard.

Teacher Hu, I want to be a scientist when I grow up.One of the most naughty children couldn't wait to raise his hand and speak.

She nodded and smiled and said, well, very good, this is a lofty ideal, Erwa, but Teacher Hu also wants to tell you that the more ambitious the ideal, the more effort and hard work you need to put in to complete it, just like Why is your grandpa's cornfield always the best in the village?That's because your grandpa is the most industrious from sowing and fertilizing to weeding.Erba, when you really become a scientist one day, don’t forget the land where you were born and raised. You know, your roots are here, so you can’t look down on it.

Erwa nodded vigorously.

Teacher Hu, I want to earn a lot of money so that my parents don't have to go out to work.A chubby and naive child blushed and said.

She nodded and said that this is also an ideal, but what the teacher wants to say is that a child who earns money for his parents is filial piety, but one day if you can’t earn a lot of money, you can also be filial to your parents, let alone feel that when you grow up, you just need to give money to your parents. Parents are filial piety, remember?
The little fat man wrote it down loudly.

Teacher Hu, I want to be a big star and appear on TV so that everyone in the village can see it.is this correct?A little girl with a beautiful oval face asked timidly.

She smiled, and said softly, yes, Teacher Hu supports you.We do not study for the sake of reading, but always for something. Contributing to the country like Erwa, and being filial to parents like Xiaolijun are all very good. There is nothing wrong with being a star.But Teacher Hu tells you, Xiaomei, when you grow up, you are really on the road to becoming a star, you must remember your initial persistence, no matter who you face, you can’t shrink back in many things, no matter whether you understand it now or not I hope you can remember this sentence of the teacher.Because the teacher is also a girl, I don't want Xiaomei to go the wrong way.

The little girl smiled sweetly and said, Teacher Hu, I will write this sentence in my diary.

Teacher Hu, I want to marry a wife like you in the future. Is this ideal?A little boy blushed.

Laugh out loud.

She clutched her chest and smiled softly, of course this is ideal.But Teacher Hu has someone he likes, I hope you can find a better girl than Teacher Hu in the future.

The little boy sat down shyly.

Teacher Hu, where is the person you like? They have never visited you once.

She leaned against the blackboard, looked out the window at the green mountains and green waters, and whispered that he would come.

Mr. Hu, he must be very kind to you, right?The little girl asked with blinking eyes.

She withdrew her gaze and said in a soft voice, it was very good, so good that he didn't know how good it was.

She hesitated for a moment, and there was a sickly radiance on her face, dazzlingly bright.Slowly said: I remember one time, I had a high fever in the middle of the night and was lying on the bed in the dormitory. At that time, I felt that I was going to die, so I sent him a message on my mobile phone, saying that I was sick.You know, he rushed out of the dormitory at that time, climbed over the iron door of our dormitory building, and rushed to the door of my dormitory. I didn't have the strength to get up and open the door for him. The girls in the dormitory didn't dare to open it, so he kicked the door Then he went downstairs with my back on his back and yelled at the school teacher who came to open the iron gate. The teacher refused, so he went crazy. Later, his friend came and smashed the iron gate open together, and then he carried me behind his back. I went to the hospital. At that time, I knew that death is not terrible.

The children were all dumbfounded.

She palely smiled and said that you are not allowed to follow him in destroying school property, that is wrong.

Leaning against the blackboard, panting slightly, she asked Teacher Hu to sing the song "Lilac Flower" that I taught you, the teacher wants to listen.

I don't know who took the lead, the children sang this song in unison, their voices are immature, but they are very focused.

You said you love lilacs the most
because your name is it

what a melancholy flower
sentimental man

when the flowers wilt

when the screen freezes

what a delicate flower
but can't hide from the wind and rain
floating, shaking, life

……

She put down her hand covering her chest, and opened the textbook on the podium, which contained a photo.

There was only one man and one woman. The man had a stern face and felt helpless. The girl asked him to carry it on his back, poked her head out, made a victory gesture, and smiled brightly.

When the children sing to the end.

She smiled, closed her eyes, and fell to the ground.

Never woke up again.

God, can a good person really live a safe life?

(End of this chapter)