On the seventh day after Teacher Qin left, I missed him.
Goudan and the others all returned to school, but not willingly. Under the stick, a filial son emerges, this saying is regarded as a guideline by the adults in Zhaojiagou.
This has always been the case.
I also went to the school for a day, but I felt it was too boring, so I sneaked out again. My father was very unhappy and felt that I didn't show respect to the patriarch's son, and there were no rules at all.
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I told my dad that my rules were rules, and my dad beat me up, first to beat the shit out of me, then to hit me with my shit, and finally to beat me into the shit. I am a tough guy, but I just didn't say a word because I almost fainted.
However, with my persistence, my father also gave up the idea of sending me back to school.
I was who I was before, and I am still who I am now. Teacher Qin is like an epiphyllum that has bloomed. Although it is short-lived, it has left an eternal mark. The window that was opened will not be sealed until death. I Every day I would sit on the stone at the entrance of the village, hoping that Teacher Qin would appear in front of me again just like the last time.
It’s not just me, Goudan, Gou Sheng, Xiao Cuicui and the others are all like this too.
Every time I see Xiao Cuicui carrying her younger brother to the entrance of the village and looking around, I feel uncomfortable.
I always feel that.
Zhaojiagou shouldn't be like this.
It seemed like something was wrong, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
After all, everything in Zhaojiagou remains the same, and nothing seems to have changed.
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On the fifteenth day after Teacher Qin left, I missed him.
I haven't been to the village entrance in the past two days.
I sat on the threshold, raised my head, and looked at the gray sky. The rainwater fell in lines along the eaves. I wondered if this was the "waterfall" that Teacher Qin had mentioned in class before.
It probably didn't count, after all, it didn't strike me as spectacular, just upsetting.
"It keeps raining and never stops. It's really rare..." My father muttered behind him.
"Yes." My mother hugged my sister, also frowning.
"Forget it, you take them at home and I'll go to the fields to take a look." My father sighed, put on his raincoat and bamboo hat and was about to go out.
My mother shouted twice, but my father turned a deaf ear and had already gone out.
When he came back, my father was frowning.
"Dad, how is the field?"
"It's flooded. If it rains again, I'm afraid we'll be in trouble!" My dad sighed.
My mother was equally clouded.
At this moment, I didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.
I even felt a little bit happy in my heart.
Should!
You must drive away Teacher Qin.
Now comes retribution, right?
In the next two days, my father often went out in the rain to discuss something with the clan leader, but he never found anything.
Everyone's faces in Zhaojiagou were covered with dark clouds, just like the sky.
night.
I was lying on the bed with the quilt covering my head. The sound of rain pattering outside was really disturbing.
My father and my mother were still asleep at this time, and the voices could already be heard.
"We'll see tomorrow. If it keeps raining, we'll have to run!"
"Run? Where are you running? It's so dangerous outside... Didn't the clan leader say that we will encounter wild beasts or even monsters on the way out?" My mother said worriedly.
"There's nothing we can do! Zhaojiagou will be flooded soon. It's okay. If we encounter the old mud dragon again..." As he spoke, my father's voice became softer.
My mother's voice suddenly rose twice.
"Scared! You can't talk nonsense. If a mud dragon comes here, it will really cost you your life..."
I sounded a little confused.
Mud dragon?
This is truly unheard of and unseen.
Is it a dragon from a fairy tale?
After hearing this, I was no longer sleepy and even wanted to go out to see if there really was a dragon.
If I saw it, I would kneel down and call it "ancestor". After all, when Mr. Li was still here, he often told us that all the people of Daxia are descendants of the dragon...
Thinking about it, I fell asleep.
Early the next morning, it was still raining outside, and my father hurriedly went out again, saying he was going to find the clan leader.
When he came back, my father's face was still a little ugly.
"My father, what did the patriarch say?" My mother hurriedly came over to greet me and asked.
"The patriarch said, don't worry yet." My father's tone sounded a little dissatisfied.
"The patriarch said we can't go out now because it's useless. This rain is the monster's revenge! He wants to destroy our Zhaojiagou! We really deserve to die!" my father said angrily.
My mother was shocked and panicked, and just kept asking: "Then... what should I do?"
"Who knows? Hey... He really did something evil. I, Zhaojiagou, have simple folk customs. How could I provoke such an evil monster..."
I sat on the threshold and listened to the conversation between my father and my mother, and I always felt that something was unreasonable.
He raised his head and looked at the dark sky.
Teacher Qin, can you still control the weather? Can it also drive away thunder and lightning?
Wow, Teacher Qin is so powerful, and he wants to drown us with rain...
He is so...
Are you free?
It seems that no matter how you think about it, it feels unreasonable, right?
At this moment, a stone suddenly fell at my feet.
I stretched my head forward, then tilted my head to look.
Three fools, Goudan, Gou Sheng, and Hu Zi, actually hid on the mountain wall in the rain and waved at me.
I looked at my parents who had already returned to the back room, hesitated, and quickly passed along the eaves and pressed against the wall.
"What are you three doing?" I asked.
"Gouwazi! Come here quickly!"
I had no choice but to get close to them and look at the sly expressions of these three people.
"You're not going to school?" I asked.
"Go to a bird school! It's not interesting at all. It's not my fault. Uncle Sanlang doesn't know as much as I do!" Huzi said with a look of disdain. Sanlang is the youngest son of the patriarch. The eldest son is called Dalang, the second son is called Erlang, and the third son is called Sanlang. Anyway, it sounds quite awkward, which shows that the patriarch himself is not very educated.
"Let's go find Zhao Xiaoni!" Gou Sheng said.
I was a little surprised to hear this.
"What are you looking for Zhao Xiaoni for?"
"Ask clearly!" Gou Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you say Potian, I don't believe Teacher Qin is that kind of person! This is slander, and it must be Zhao Xiaoni's slander!"
"Yes! I just want to ask her why she did this! Who is that child's wild father? I have to kill him!" Huzi also said with murderous intent.
I was shocked!
To be honest, I have been thinking about this issue in the past few days, and I actually went to Zhao Xiaoni's house to look for it, but I never had a chance.
His parents were like door gods, and everyone was shut out.
Even if I wanted to confront Zhao Xiaoni, I wouldn't have the chance.
Now that Gou Sheng and the others are here, of course I won’t hesitate.
"Let's go together!"
Braving the heavy rain, the four of us boys walked like flying to seek justice for Teacher Qin!
When they arrived at the door of Zhao Xiaoni's house, they found that their door was closed.
Gou Sheng wanted to knock on the door, but was stopped by Gou Dan.
"How about we wait first? If Zhao Xiaoni's father sees this, he will definitely call my father. By then, my butt will bloom again..." Goudan whispered.
"Are you scared?" Gou Sheng said with a sneer.
"I'm not a coward. Teacher Qin has said before that this is called knowing current affairs and following the heart..."
"Pull me over! You don't dare, but I dare!"
Just as Gou Sheng was walking towards the door, we suddenly heard a loud bang, and this loud noise continued.
I turned around suddenly and saw a scene that I will never forget in my life!
The mountain behind him seemed to have collapsed suddenly, and the turbid muddy water rolled down from the top, seeming to destroy the city and uproot the stronghold, and rolled up a forest of trees.
"Mud... mud dragon!" There was a bang in my head, and I remembered what my parents had said before.
At this moment, I also heard cries around me.
"Mud dragon! The mud dragon is coming! Run for your life! Woohoo..."
The door of Zhao Xiaoni's house was also opened. Zhao Xiaoni's parents stood at the door, looking at the rolling mud dragon, their faces pale and bloodless.
From their faces, I saw a look of despair.
I was curious before about what this mud dragon was.
Now, looking at everything in front of me, I understand.
It turns out that the mud dragon...
It's destruction.
