My memory (65)

Chai Yiping, the headmaster of Balipu School, was very enthusiastic and shook hands with me with a grin, which made me embarrassed. I am not used to shaking hands. He asked me to take Chinese in the fifth grade, mathematics in the fourth grade and some miscellaneous eight classes; He said that my Buddhist teacher was easy. As for himself, he brought a second-grade math teacher and said that he was familiar with it and his level was limited. Later, I gradually learned that he and I were old classmates in the same session of high school who graduated from 1976. He said he didn't remember me at all, and neither did I. He was disgusted. He said that he had been a monitor and participated in the school Wushu team, and that he was good at somersaults.

There is something wrong with Chai Yiping, remember. In his spare time, he always invites me to play poker with him. I said I had to cope with the self-study exam. I didn't have time, so he said, "Well, you look down on me!" Then play. He always plays tricks, steals cards, changes cards and peeps with Xiao Wang within a few laps. If I play like this, nine times out of ten I will lose, which is equivalent to giving him money for cigarettes for nothing. After the financial accounting, he was full of tricks, forging bills, taking advantage of small things and playing tricks.

He always treats me as an "old classmate", but in fact he hates me to death. Just give one example. 1before the winter vacation at the end of 987, I heard that I would send "four stickers" to teachers all over the country for several hundred dollars. Chai Yiping cursed that day: "Buddhist, take that fucking four stickers back to buy coffins!" " It is said that the "four stickers" were collected from local people. As subsidies other than national teachers' salaries, such as reporting fees and bonuses, there are 400 yuan a year, but private teachers don't, so he hates it. I am the only Buddhist in this Balipu school. Isn't that scolding me? There are no such old classmates!

It is not enough to scold. After this winter vacation, the next year, he cut the back of my new bag in half with a recycling blade. At first I thought it was cut by a thief in the street. One day, I found that all the porcelain pieces at the bottom of my new face had fallen off. Obviously, someone picked it up and fell like this, but at first I thought it was my carelessness. A few days later, I found that my new sheets were cut two feet long. Only then did I know that someone had broken it on purpose, and it was impossible for the sheets to suddenly break like this. I asked my roommate, Xiao Wang, and he said that firewood was made of iron strokes engraved with steel plates. Wang also told me that Chai Ba's face and schoolbag were broken.

Chai Yiping, an open principal, turned out to be such a boring person. He has repeatedly vented his jealousy and hatred for my melancholy and humble Buddhist.

Just when I was about to find my next foothold, Chai moved away, and Lu, the old headmaster of Balipu Village, came back from outside to replace his predecessor. Then I'll stay. It's the autumn of' 88.

Lu, a man in his fifties, became a national teacher the year before last. He is the person who exchanged stage creation experience in Qingzhushan Brigade from 65438 to 0977.

The name Lu is correct, and greed for money is his prominent feature. It's annoying to write too much and too carefully. This is just an example.

Before returning to Balipu Primary School as principal, Lu worked as treasurer under Yao Pingui, mayor of Balipu Town. He once strongly suggested that private teachers raise funds. Private teachers are poor. After fund-raising, the president was persuaded by him that it was "for the benefit of the people" and adopted his opinion. Then he deducted the subsidies from the state for private teachers for several months, each of which was several hundred yuan, adding up to several thousand yuan. Well, he has everything under control.

Later, sure enough, some teachers were anxious and in trouble, so they could ask Lu for money. Lu always keeps his mouth shut. Well, I didn't mention the money today. Come back tomorrow! The next day, he was asked to go to the county seat for one day and never came back, leaving people waiting for a day in vain. Anyway, I can't get my money back, let alone "relief". Until he was transferred back to Balipu village as the principal, he was no longer in charge of the wealth in the village. He still has the money, and it should be given to the township headmaster. But he has completely pushed, saying, "Wang borrowed this money very well, so don't look for me!" " "It turned out that this Wang Moujian was sentenced to 10 years in prison for raping a female student. Lu said that this man only borrowed money to raise funds, but who knows that he will soon go to jail for breaking the law. Damn it! Wait patiently for a few years! People have no money when they come back from prison?

Lu loves not only money but also face. His son was admitted to the military academy. He told everyone what rank his son had already attained, and this time he was promoted. The political commissar of a certain division especially likes his son. I hope he will have the rank of major general in the future! The fortune teller said that his son's life is particularly good, and the more right, the better. He once asked an old gentleman who was good at calligraphy to copy letters for his son until his death.

He became excited when he talked about Wen. At that time, it was a glorious thing for him to be the director of the leather Committee of Balipu commune!

Once, a "June 1" performance was held on it, and every school had to prepare one or two programs. When I was alive, my thoughts rolled and I stayed up all night. His masterpiece came out and was quickly mimeographed. The cover is a big topic: "one-act drama ~ good student", and the second page is printed: "screenwriter: Lu; Director: Lu; Art design: Lu. The next few pages are the body of the masterpiece, and it's over. He is not old-fashioned, and he is afraid that he will have to write: "Starring: Lu", hahaha!

He was disgusted when he heard that my self-taught exam was almost over. One day, he said, "someone picked up a university at the door of the stove." Now I really see GREAT GHOST. Universities are so worthless. I will also pick it up next year. I don't know if one will arrive, hehe. " How did he pick it up? I was in the third grade of primary school in the fifties. Once he actually "touted" me at a student gathering, saying that I passed four subjects in a self-taught university 1 1 through two years' efforts, which made senior students sneer. In fact, I have passed nine courses by this time. He is just talking nonsense and slandering me.

I attended the graduation class with my class, which worried him very much. On the one hand, he should believe me. He is worried that I don't work hard and always study by myself. Last year, the graduating class of this school had a unified exam, and the key point was to eat raw eggs, so the village Committee drove the former principal Chai Yiping away and let him come back. If this graduating class eats zero eggs again, he, the principal, will have to eat. My partner's math teacher is really not so good. After two unified examinations, I got good grades in Chinese, but I got poor grades in teaching mathematics, and I didn't get 80 points in any subject. He decisively changed the math teacher, which is correct. Things got much better later.

1989 on the first day of the first month, the first class, without saying hello to me in advance, he went to the podium and began to give lectures to the students: "1985 graduating class, Mr. Wang Jikai was the head teacher and also took Chinese classes. This year, Mr. He Mingshan is the head teacher and has a Chinese class. Very good! That year, Mr. Wang Jikai's son, the only son, fell ill and finally passed away. As a result, he passed six key students in that class! ,,,, "you said this big in the first month, he put what fart is this? He is obviously making unnatural prayers! In his tone, the death of Mr. Wang Jikai's son is causal with "six key students"; What he wants now is a repeat of the glorious history of the "six key students", so he will use the first class in the first month of the lunar calendar to sow his "sincere blessing". Hey, it'll work!

A few days later, I went to the county to buy a set of children's clothes with blue and yellow edges for my youngest son, and took them home to school on Saturday. He saw it, turned left and right, and found several inches of shoelaces loose. He said, "The worm ate it before it was put on! Damn it, damn it! " "The bug ate" he always said five or six times.

The problem is obvious just by listening to this sentence, but it has something to do with his fart in our class on the first day of school. This man can be said to be terrible. He is really afraid that the graduating class will have their heads shaved again. His brother, who was a secretary, has stepped down, and the new village book is very angry with Lu, the "second book" of that year. As a result, he, the principal, couldn't sit still and couldn't think of a lot of benefits. So he prayed every chance he got. The child's new clothes were eaten by insects. So I just want to keep a clear head in this class at most. I even think it's good to get a zero, so the bad guys can step down, haha.

As a result, this class also got a key student. He just kept his head bald, and the position of principal Lu was full, and a young man took his place. In this way, I was left behind again. I originally wanted to leave Lu and go to another school.

Lu lost his official position, but he remained in this school. He said he supported the new headmaster's work to his face, but spoke ill of others behind his back. At a town teachers' meeting, he spoke enthusiastically and went on stage to state ten "shortcomings and mistakes" of our school. At last, he angered the new headmaster and was driven away. Haven't seen him for a long time. Later, I heard that he fell from his own grain pile, broke his head and became disabled, hahaha!

In the next two years, the school was run by a young headmaster, Ma. From the first day he came, we immediately relaxed like a taut string, because he was "unlike the headmaster", because he was "unfamiliar with his own business", because his principle was "whatever you say" and because he was not so interested in money. Lu personally wrote this book and hung it in Balipu Township Central Primary School at the school gate. However, in fact, our teaching quality is not backward, at least not bad, because President Ma is inexperienced. Of course, he also has some shortcomings, which will be mentioned later.