There is only one school in Daheishan Protective Station, which is divided into two departments, children and teenagers. From the age of twelve, every citizen will be transferred to the youth department next door. From then on, every day starts with the seven o'clock chimes of the West Bell Tower. Learn how to further understand the stars and the earth.
The starry sky is the old world in ruins above our heads, and the earth is the time-honored protective shelter beneath our feet. The old world makes people understand the meaning of existence, and protection forces people to master the skills of existence. This is why literature and history courses generally have a higher status than technical courses, because... some kind of guidance is needed to twist people from one day to the next. One screw turned into a whole day of tightening screws.
The people who shoulder the important task of giving people the power to tighten screws often have a very high status. In the old days, they were respectfully called "horticulturists", and there were countless poets and poets who did not hesitate to praise them. In the current century, the Montenegrins... have relatively limited talents. Paper It is also very limited, so the Montenegrin approach is more pragmatic, that is, to select people who are recognized as highly respected and have served the citizens for many years as management committee members, and hope that they will continue to use their wisdom verified over the years to overcome this small shelter. When speaking, it leads the way to the light.
Although Park Hae-jin is only 48 years old this year and has just passed the minimum election age of 45 for management committee members for more than three years, she has been elected as a member for more than three years. She has been teaching for thirty years. During these thirty years, her unsmiling cardboard box face has become the common memory of all Montenegrins. Don’t make Teacher Park angry, otherwise you will be punished. This is the common understanding of her students. Don’t make Teacher Park angry. The teacher laughed, because she only laughed when she was extremely angry.
For now, no one has seen Teacher Park cry, and no one wants to see this look and the power that comes with it.
Some people have seen it today.
Park Haizhen saw her son standing stupidly in the wind, and the sadness that she felt for some reason suddenly disappeared without a trace. She took a deep breath, took out a handkerchief from her black leather bag and wiped the corners of her eyes lightly, her hands trembling. In the end, I didn’t take out the pointer from my bag.
Logically speaking, a woman's leather bag cannot hold a normal pointer, but Park Haizhen has two children who need guidance on homework. The younger ones need to play doubles occasionally, so Park Haizhen asked her husband Shen Yude to make a folding pointer, which is perfect for both school and family. error.
"Chen Sui, come here." Park Haizhen's words were a little hoarse. After all, she was getting older, and emotions would make her throat uncomfortable.
It's probably not a good thing to be called by your mother's first name. The young man holding the book obviously moved his throat and remained silent for a long time. Until the parted forehead hair fell down to cover his forehead, he slowly walked towards Park Haizhen, lowered his head, and his chin almost dropped to the book. . He was a head taller than his mother, and he lowered his head just enough to see Park Haizhen's face, but there was no need to say who was condescending to whom.
"Why didn't you come to class today?" Park Haizhen asked.
"Reading a book." Shen Sui replied.
"What are you reading?"
"Mom, I didn't read Xianshu." Shen Sui defended.
"What book are you reading?!" Park Haizhen tried hard to suppress the fire in her chest. At seven o'clock in the evening, the simulated daylight was much darker. Residents of the five-story building next to the street eating by the window could see the mother and son if they peeked their heads.
The book in Shen Sui's arms was so heavy that he couldn't bear it. He put his hands down and used his knees to stand up, and said, "A serious book."
In the dim light, Park Haizhen glanced at this set of books. They had a blue-black cover and "Basics of Error Theory and Measurement Adjustment" printed on the spine. This was a textbook that the survey team must learn and practice, but it was not a review book for the final exam.
"Forget it." Pu Haizhen's inner irritability subsided a little, she sighed, grabbed Shen Sui's ears, and said bitterly: "I will give you face on the street, I won't punish you." It is reasonable to teach his son in the street, but it is very unfair after all. He's good-looking, especially since everyone knows that Teacher Park's son has always been very well-behaved and upbeat.
"Come home with me! I'll settle the score with you when I get home!"
Park Haizhen's home is not far from the school, but by the time mother and son sat down at the dinner table, the clock passed eight o'clock. For Montenegrin people who stick to their schedules, eight o'clock is not a time for eating, but a time for listening to the radio.
The sound of the radio was blocked outside the door and could not reach the dinner table. There were three dishes and one soup on the dinner table: mushroom and bacon stew, stir-fried cucumber, vinegar-filled shredded potatoes, and white mushroom soup. There were four people sitting at the dinner table, three of whom were silent and occasionally
The leaked broadcast sound was completely drowned in Park Hae Jin's endless scolding.
Naturally, no one moved their chopsticks, and the three of them were staring at Shen Sui. The look in the smaller almond-shaped eyes was the most evil. Shen Sui's sister, Shen Nian, had suffered a disaster for no reason, and had to eat in front of her and was unable to eat with her chopsticks.
The little girl was not sitting very upright, but her posture was upright. She had been in class for a day. She was very hungry and wanted to eat, but she couldn't. She was very tired and wanted to lie down on the table and take a nap, but she dared to do so. Park Haizhen The firepower would be transferred, so she could only hold on and do the only thing that would not get scolded, staring at her brother fiercely.
Shen Sui knew that when her mother was teaching someone, it was best not to interrupt. The most common thing for a class teacher who has accumulated authority for many years is for students to talk back to him. For a newcomer who has just joined the committee, the most common thing is for his proposal to be rejected. For many years, I have been used to training people, but when I encounter someone who cannot be trained, I will take every opportunity to criticize and train the person I was training, especially when I find a perfect opportunity.
"What do you do with your disheveled hair all day long? I said for a long time, you did it for a long time, why? Are you not convinced? Do you feel that you have done nothing wrong? Do you know the ghost you wrote? The thing scared me into a cold sweat at that time? Did you know that if you write like this in the graduation exam, you will be punished by cleaning the toilet? Do you know?" Park Haizhen's series of words were completely devoid of breath, and her momentum became higher and higher. , to completely bend the disobedient son in front of him and make him fully understand that the path his mother pointed out to him is both bright and magnanimous.
As he spoke, Shen Sui pushed his hanging forehead hair to both sides. However, the gel water produced ninety-two years ago had already expired seriously, so the hair he had lifted fell back slumped, and then he continued to lift it, again and again.
Park Haizhen had no idea what Shen Sui's action meant. She only felt that it was a silent contemptuous attitude. She slammed her palm on the table angrily, making the other three people jump up in shock along with their cold rice dishes.
"Shen Suizi! Did you listen to me? What on earth do you want to do!"
The little girl Shen Bi's drooping little head was raised suddenly in shock by her mother's slap, and she blurted out: "He wants to fuck the survey team!"
Shen Sui wanted to be a survey team member. This was widely spread in the school, but it was not surprising. Young students hate school and the place where they have stayed for eighteen years. They yearn for the free life of a survey team member who can enter and leave the surface at any time. But yearning for it does not mean that you really dare to go. The school has practical classes every year, allowing students who like a certain profession to experience it in practice. Few people have time to experience the high-standard chemical defense training required by survey team members. Five-kilometer long-distance running with heavy chemical protective clothing is no joke.
Park Haizhen's zodiac sign is tiger, and she stares at Shen Sui, who is a dragon, with a pair of tiger eyes. A dragon and a tiger fight, and there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Neither of these proverbs holds true in the Shen family. "Shen Zi said you want to fuck the survey team, Shen Sui Zi, tell me, what do you really want to do?" Park Haizhen said the second half of the sentence very heavily and clearly.
This was a question she knew she was asking, but when Shen Sui made a mistake and it was like an interrogation, what Park Haizhen wanted was certainly not the answer she had heard in the past. In fact, she was ready, as long as Shen Sui said "survey" With these four words, "team member", she immediately slapped Shen Sui in the face.
The atmosphere was extremely solemn. Father Shen, who had been silent as the background until now, finally moved. He raised his head slightly, caressed his son's shoulder, and said softly: "Suizi, listen to your mother, don't be stubborn, we are For your own good."
"Your son thinks that we are his enemies, and all we say is to harm him." Park Haizhen's voice was sharp, and the last two words were an angry look.
The little girl Shen Bianzi was so hungry that she wanted to cry. She shook her brother's arm and begged in a crying voice: "Brother, I'm hungry. Please listen to mother. I want to eat."
There is an old song called "Listen to Mom," and the emotional line is also "Listen to Mom." The moment he heard his sister Shen Biezi crying and saying, "Listen to your mother," Shen Sui thought of the following lyrics.
"Listen to your mother, don't let her get hurt. Only if you want to grow up quickly can you protect her~ Oh, beautiful white hair, sprouting in happiness..."
Shen Sui's head, which had been lowered since returning home, was raised. The long hair that he deliberately kept hung down naturally over his eyebrows, almost covering his eyes. He looked at his mother, who was gloomy and worried.
With a scornful old poker face, he said to himself that you know nothing about what I want to do. You tied me to a shabby school all day long to learn how to unclog the toilet, and you were still proud of it. As a result, I deliberately criticized this world of rice bugs and you still have to support me. You don’t care whether I live a happy or unhappy life. You only care about your face...
Countless grievances flashed through the heart of this eighteen-year-old boy who was about to enter adulthood. The palms on his thighs were clenched into fists. He stared at Park Haizhen and the wrinkles on her face, as if he wanted to see the countless books in them. When I was in the bell tower library, there were old books in the back. Those books clearly wrote very beautiful things.
Shen Sui thought of the story about the screen wall of the Black Mountain Observatory and the old university town three feet above his head. He thought of the cramped protective shelter that he could run around in a short time. He thought, what will happen again today? It couldn't cover his eyes either.
So, the young man stared into his mother's eyes and said word by word: "I want to be a member of the aviation industry."
"What did he say?" Park Haizhen almost thought there was something wrong with her ears, and cast a confused look at her husband. She soon discovered that her husband's red face had darkened visibly to the naked eye, so her face also turned dark. "Chen Suizi, say it again?!" She laughed angrily and narrowed her eyes at Shen Sui.
"I want to be an astronaut," Shen Sui shouted.
The family conversation that night was very unpleasant, and in the end there were even some disagreements about family education. Shen Yude insisted on soaking his belt with water to bring the soul of Shen Sui back to the earth from space. However, after Park Haizhen slapped her husband several times, she panicked when she saw that her husband was serious and stopped Shen Yude with a cry. , told the baby son to run away quickly, and a flurry of chickens and dogs jumped down, causing the daughter to cry and the wife to hang herself. It was not until the neighbor downstairs knocked on the door to ask about the situation that it ended.
"Brother, this meal is hot. Eat it quickly. Mom fried an egg specially for you. She said she will never hit you again."
The little girl Shen Niezhuo pulled on her slippers and walked over, putting down a bowl of white rice covered with eggs and meat. The small light yellow light illuminated the little bits of fat on the fried eggs. The golden color was the same as that of Chen Ni next to it. Sui's sallow face was a little confused.
"Before you were born, she said she would never hit me again, saying that men shouldn't be slapped in the face." Shen Sui turned over, with her back to her sister Nianzi, and said with mockery, "Whenever she wants to Take action, never get slapped in the face."
Shen Nian rolled his eyes and scratched the back of his head, thinking to himself, brother, what you did that time wasn't enough to get you slapped in the face? Getting caught by the principal while playing cards in a crowd, writing a letter to the management committee asking for the appointment of the grade director, getting into a fight, openly confessing to a female classmate, stealing the survey team's locator and then dismantling it beyond repair, etc., etc., this time the essay paper was randomly fired It's all considered to be very mild.
But seeing the bruises on his back that had been slapped by his own father, it was like a blooming red flower. Even if Shen Nian had the intention to say something contemptuous, he couldn't irritate a sick patient right now. She moved a desk chair, sat down on her back, supported her face with her arms, and said with a hint of wonder: "Brother, why do you want to be a surveyor so much? Aren't you afraid of absorbing too much radiation, making you bald and have rotten teeth?"
"Do you think I ran naked to the surface? Besides, there are no bald people in the survey team." Shen Sui said angrily. His face was pressed against the cold wall, and his back was in burning pain. He secretly thought that his father needed to do this. Is it heavy? It turns out that he is an old worker who has been working with the reactor and playing with wrenches and hammers all year round. He is really energetic.
"But it's very tiring. Climbing up and down, carrying dozens of kilograms of equipment and guns, oh yes..." Shen Bi narrowed her eyes. She looked like her mother when she narrowed her eyes, with eyebrows like willows and gleaming eyes. Like a knife. She added: "And there are monsters, the kind that eat people."
"Besides, brother, with your body, you can't even carry it. You need someone to accompany you when you walk all night, so don't drag everyone down."
Being poked at the painful spot, Shen Sui turned over in shame to retort, but he forgot about the physical pain. As soon as he turned flat, he touched the belt mark. He quickly turned back in pain and kissed the wall directly.
Shen Sui dug her fingers into the smooth wall and asked depressedly, "Then what do you want to do when you grow up? Don't tell me you want to be a teacher, I don't believe it."
Regardless of whether it is the kindergarten department or the youth department, as long as you can be a teacher, it means gaining a lifetime of respect from the people of Montenegro and an additional level of welfare. It is a good career that many teenagers dream of. If a girl successfully stays in school to teach, she will have a good husband and family in the future.
, the most important thing is to hold the chalk tip, not the oil nozzle.
Shen Shen picked up the chopsticks, broke open the omelette, and put some tender egg yolk into her lips. She glanced at the pile of human-shaped rotten meat that was still in the socket, and tore off half of the egg without politeness, but she was not in a hurry. While eating, he replied first: "I can tell you, then I will eat this piece of egg."
"Leave half a piece."
"Hmph~" Shen Bi scratched her nose with her left thumb and snorted. The aroma of fried eggs exploded in her mouth. She was so moved that she wanted to cry. The eggs that she usually only had at the end of the month were beaten up because of Shen Sui. And miraculously she ate it. If this thing really went to work as a survey team and was not seen for ten days and a half, wouldn't it mean that she would be watched by her mother, and one day she couldn't help but talk back and be given a belt? ...and ended up eating an omelette?
Shen Nian was shocked by his wonderful logic. He almost choked himself and coughed. He held his chest for a long time before he calmed down and gasped: "Dentist."
"reason?"
Shen Nian was a little eager to move on the remaining half of the egg. She silently chanted the need to be ethical. She squatted on the chair, hugged the back of the chair, and said: "Uncle Wang's family is next door to our house. Last year, his family had an extra child. Little brother, it’s very noisy. It starts at six o’clock. I’m very annoyed by that little kid.”
As she spoke, she showed two tiger teeth, squinted her eyes and smiled: "In six years, I will assign work. In another year at most, I can do some minor operations. That little kid is six, seven or eight years old, and he will always lose his hair." If your teeth get cavities and cavities, you will have no choice but to come to me.”
The twelve-year-old girl is still very early to change her voice, and her voice is very clear and crisp. "That little brat will at least make noise to me until the final exam. His boss is like this. He is so noisy. If one day I pull out a tooth for him, I might forget to give him an anesthetic." Shen Bi said calmly, and then ate a piece. Bacon.
Regardless of whether Shen Sui ate the half piece of fried egg in the end, or whether Shen's father was angry and asked him to continue eating fried pork with leather belt, life had to be passed and tests had to be taken. Even though she had to sleep on her stomach the night before the exam, Shen Sui couldn't resist the fact that the graduation exam was coming. The only thing she could do was to silently put the fried eggs in the bowl and take them out again to show that she had not calmed down yet. stubborn.
Although he didn't eat the eggs, Shen Sui would never take the test with zero eggs. After all, he only took two zero eggs out of anger, so the chance of joining the survey team would be only zero. Therefore, he not only wrote extremely seriously and calculated the answers to the mathematical formulas extremely accurately, but also completed the last essay question in the literature and history class in a very orderly manner.
The title remains the same, "What do you think about history, what do you think about the world, and what do you think about life?" This is the only question that can be written directly without thinking. In fact, the first thing many people do after getting the paper is to write down the revised composition silently.
Shen Sui's grades in literature and history classes have always been very good, so much so that the head of Tang Department wanted to make him his successor, turning Xiao Shen's student into Xiao Shen's teacher. He didn't mess around with his graduation essay. He just looked out the window at the fake sky without fallen leaves. He thought of the wild and wild thing he had done on a whim that day and the idle book he skipped class to read in the West Bell Tower library. So his heart moved slightly and he finished writing. The last sentence was crossed out with a black line, tearing a black hole into this otherwise perfect article.
He wrote: "In life, just like the water of this great river, sooner or later it will return to the East China Sea... But it is not a wild idea to reverse the flow of the river and go up to the bright moon, because if the stream has no dreams, there will be no East China Sea. , If a person has no dreams, he is just a monkey with his head standing."
