80s Taoism

"That can't be done. If you refuse to accept Teacher Gong's money, then you are refusing to help Teacher Gong. Then I have to go to your house and talk to your parents." Gong Ziyuan said seriously, holding back a smile.

"My parents asked me to do this, what's the use of asking them?" Zhang Jiaohua asked puzzled.

"Of course I have to talk to your parents. I'm a teacher, and I have to be a teacher. I have to pay others to do things. If I'm unreasonable, can I still teach in the future? Your parents obviously don't want Teacher Gong to be a good teacher. Or they don't want you to help Teacher Gong." Gong Ziyuan said angrily.

Zhang Jiaohua scratched his head, he couldn't tell whether what Teacher Gong said was true or not. So looking a little confused. Teacher Gong's words seemed to make sense, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with his parents not letting him take money from the teacher. Such a big problem of human sophistication should be decided by a fart boy, how can he do it?

"Mr. Gong, how about this? You better stop looking for my father. My father is very strong. No one in our village can beat him. If you don't obey him, I'm afraid he will propose and throw you out. I'll go back and tell them that I confiscated your money and didn't eat your food. Okay?" Zhang Jiaohua thought about bibimbap.

Teacher Gong seemed to be in a difficult position after thinking for a long time before nodding his head, "You said this. These foods are meant for you. Now you can let go of your stomach and eat. You haven't finished eating, so come over tomorrow. Do you understand?"

Zhang Jiaohua nodded quickly, grabbed a bottle of Coke with one hand, and pulled the lid of the can, a stream of Coke water splashed out of it immediately, splashing directly onto Zhang Jiaohua's face, and the red water droplets covered Zhang Jiaohua's face.

Teacher Gong hurriedly took out his checked handkerchief to wipe off the water droplets on the beggar's face.

After eating a bottle of Coca-Cola, Zhang Jiaohua hiccupped non-stop, and nearly burst into tears. But this kind of smell really made Zhang Jiaohua linger in the aftertaste. For children in the city, it may be an enjoyment within reach, but for a child like Zhang Jiaohua, this is definitely a rare gift.

Dangdang, the principal, Ma Lisong, took a small hammer and struck hard on a piece of scrap iron hanging outside the cafeteria. This is a legacy of the era of great iron and steel smelting. At that time, every family took their iron pots and melted them into iron. Because they had to eat big pots, they thought their pots were useless. Unexpectedly, the ancient steel produced by the local method of steelmaking has no use at all. There happened to be a natural hole in this piece of scrap steel, and a thin steel bar was passed through it, and it was hung in the teaching staff cafeteria of Meizi'ao Primary School as the bell of Meizi'ao Primary School. Every headmaster strikes a bell with a hammer to schedule the day's teaching. This knock has been knocked on for decades.

Zhang Jiaohua hurried back to the classroom.

The mute immediately came up to him and asked, "Beggar, why did Teacher Gong ask you to come in? Did someone criticize you? Huh? Why do you smell like soda?"

Gezhuping Town produces a kind of soda, which smells a bit like cola, and the price is much cheaper than cola. A bottle of soda costs only ten cents, and you can get another five cents when you return the bottle. That is, a bottle of soda costs only five cents. When drinking, the carbon dioxide in it keeps rising upwards, and there is a rush feeling in the stomach after eating.

"Class is over. Don't talk." Zhang Jiaohua couldn't tell the mute the secret, so he dragged the mute into the classroom.

On this day, Zhang Enzhong tossed at home all day. The kitchen of their house was almost turned upside down by him, even the ash on the bottom of the stove was cleaned by Zhang Enzhong. Although the ground was not frozen with cement, the three-in-one mud floor was paved by Zhang Enzhong so that people's figures could be reflected. All the utensils related to bean curd were washed clean by him. The plaster was also refired. The beans are carefully selected and soaked in clean wooden barrels. When grinding soy milk in the afternoon, I was also extremely patient, grinding the soy milk extremely finely.

it's dark. Zhang Enzhong lay down on the bed early in the morning, but couldn't fall asleep, always thinking about what else he was not ready for.

"Don't bother." Wang Fang complained that she couldn't sleep because of the man's noise.

"No fussing? I don't make fuss. Are you going to fuck in the future?" Zhang Enzhong was very tired today, and his words were very rude.

As soon as Wang Fang turned around, she ignored that heartless man.

The lights of thousands of families were extinguished one by one, leaving only the moon in the sky still shining brightly on the earth. Mei Ziao fell into the tenderness of the night.

However, Zhang Enzhong's house had already started to make noise, and a few pieces of miscellaneous wood that was only willing to burn during the holidays were stuffed into the stove, in order to make the fire burn more vigorously. Because Zhang Enzhong suspected that the pot of tofu that went bad yesterday was because the soy milk was not cooked.

But when it was filtered, it was still found that the soy milk was still difficult to filter out.

"What's going on? The soy milk is so finely beaten and overcooked. The filter bag has also been washed several times today, and it's clean. What happened?" Zhang Enzhong struggled for a day, but found that the situation hadn't improved. Natural temper is not much better.

"Didn't you say that the beggar said that he didn't put a curse on you? If you didn't put a curse on you, how could you not be able to make tofu?" Wang Fang was also very angry.

Zhang Enzhong couldn't help cursing, "It's the ball day!"

Zhang Enzhong and his wife squeezed desperately with their poles, and finally managed to squeeze out as much soybean milk as possible. Soy milk is still much less than in the past.

Then boil the soy milk, and according to the amount of soy milk, Zhang Enzhong reduced the amount of gypsum. But after flushing the soy milk into the barrel, the result is still the same as yesterday. The tofu was all bad.

"Ball day!" Zhang Enzhong threw the water ladle in his hand on the ground, and the water ladle immediately fell apart. Zhang Enzhong didn't care too much, and walked to Zhang Youping's house angrily. He concluded that Zhang Jiaohua had lied to him. He wants to go and find Zhang Jiaohua to settle the score.

"Zhang Youping, Zhang Jiaohua! Open the door for me!"

Zhang Enzhong didn't think about Zhang Youping's force value, he had already gone all out.

After a while, Zhang Youping opened the door, rushed out angrily, directly pushed Zhang Enzhong to the ground, and punched him several times. Zhang Enzhong didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Wang Fang knew that Zhang Enzhong had been beaten by Zhang Youping before, and now that he came to Zhang Youping's house to make trouble, he would definitely be beaten again. So I followed.

Seeing Zhang Youping pinning Zhang Enzhong to the ground and beating him, he rushed up, "Zhang Youping, don't just bully people just because you can fight!"

"When did I bully your family? Your family came to my house to make trouble for no reason. I warned him yesterday. This song is coming again today. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Zhang Youping slapped Zhang Enzhong again.

Although Zhang Enzhong was beaten, he was still very stubborn, "You Ping, you have the guts to beat me to death. If you can't beat me to death, just honestly let you get up and explain it to me! He said he didn't put a curse on me, why can't I make tofu?"