There's a new teacher at school
Liu Xiguo
Hu Rigui is a teacher who has just been transferred to our township middle school. He is small, with a round pimple face and high cheekbones. Two small eyes are deeply embedded in the flesh, one is shining brightly, and the other seems to be closed. At the orientation party, his colleagues asked him to introduce himself, and everyone's ridiculous tone finally focused on the two eyes, asking him how his eyes looked like this, and how he had such a nickname. Hu Rigui's two-page thick lips opened slightly: "The contemptible nickname is Hu Rigui, he does things his own way, and he doesn't even have any numbers." Adhere to the principle that if anyone sins against me, I will offend others. As for the two eyes, one is discerning and calculating, and the other is looking at the world with cold eyes, and it's over. Xiao Wang next to him said loudly: "We thought you used one eye for sleep and the other eye for sentry!" Everyone laughed and leaned back. I can't help but have a good impression of this young man who majored in political history and changed to teach English.
The lonely bird spreads its wings with the sunset, and the autumn water ripples and dyes the long sky. The yellow leaves are flying under the west wind, and the withered grass is miserable in the cold smoke. In the blink of an eye, in late autumn, the wind on Qilian Mountain blew hard. One morning, there was a strange rhythm in the sound of morning reading. The principal followed the sound to find out. When he came back, he was surrounded by teachers who were good at making mistakes, and the principal said that it was Hu Rigui who led the students to read English, and he stretched out every sentence and word, and his voice was far away, like singing English. I didn't expect him to have such a hand, with local colors and originality, and the future is terrifying. Others say that the more local, the more likely it is to be global. From then on, whenever the classrooms in the southeast of the campus heard rhythmic sounds such as monks and nuns reciting poems, singers lyrically, or swifts murmuring, the teachers knew that it was Hu Rigui teaching students to read English.
The school is close to the town's north-south boulevard, and the people in the town also know that the middle school has a teacher who reads English like a singer. Hu Ri ghost is becoming more and more famous. Some parents reported to the school, saying that if this continues, they will mislead their children. Finally, Lao Zhou, the head of the English team who had just changed from a private teacher to a public teacher, talked to Hu Rigui. Lao Zhou said, Teacher Hu, you have just arrived, you must thoroughly study the teaching materials, study the students, and determine the teaching method that is suitable for the students. Besides, if you study political history and teach English, you should pay more attention to your pronunciation, because people say that you are singing English. You see......
Before Lao Zhou finished speaking, Hu Rigui's two little eyes shone together: "Lao Zhou, you know, education innovation, I will go first." Why don't you say that I'm from a professional class, and I can't stand up to you's 'dirt eight roads', you have spilled a few bubbles of urine in college, so you are busy with your own business! Lao Zhou was almost choked to death, and felt that there was a brutal and murderous aura lurking under the little eyes of Hu Rigui, and he had to be on guard in the future, and I heard that he had an uncle who was the vice president of a certain group, and he could call him a brother and a brother with the head of the education circle.
The white dew is frost, and the trees are sparse. The flowers fall, the leaves drift away, the water is silent, and the mountains are silent. In the vast field of vision, you can only find plain and simple things such as straw stacks and cooking smoke, dead branches and old stones, and people's hearts are engraved with the vastness of the cycle of years and the sadness of the disappearance of elegance. Occasionally, there is good weather, the earth is peaceful, the mountains and rivers are silent, and all the noise and prosperity, noise and restlessness have become a thing of the past. The midterm exams ended quickly, and the results of the two classes led by Hu Rigui were far ahead of others. Others also accepted the fact that the English they sang was better than the English they read.
Since then, one of Hu Rigui's small eyes has seen more light.
A winter day, a walk in the wilderness. The wilderness is old and vast, and the mountains are cold and thin. The village after the snow is as solemn as a nun. A woman was sweeping a clearing with a broom and carrying the cow dung out of the pen to dry in a basket, while an old man was spilling a soak of long urine comfortably with his waist-waisted pants behind the haystack, grinning at the sun. Beside it, on the mushroom-like haystack squatted vultures, staring at the sparse Siye with a firm gaze. In the season of biological dormancy, everything is exposed to the wind. It was so cold that I felt damp in my shoes. In front of the school gate, I happened to meet Hu Rigui.
His two little eyes were all opened, his face overflowed with courtesy, and he said to me very sincerely: "Teacher Liu, wait for you, I'm looking for inspiration again, you are just quirks, spilling tears in the wind, chanting poetry at the moon, looking like a thief, hehe." Seeing the clouds on my face, Hu Rigui immediately clamped the mouth that could sing English. I said angrily, "If there's a fart, let it go!" He smiled, revealing a cute tiger tooth: "Please eat the roasted yam, I didn't expect to touch a cold jiri with a hot face as soon as I opened my mouth!" I smiled and said, "The dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth, so let's go." ”
Hu Rigui's house is next to the student dormitory, and he should live here. When I entered the door, I saw yam skins littered on the stove, and when I looked again, there was not a single yam. Hu Rigui smiled embarrassedly: "These monkeys, why have they all been eaten, and there is no mercy in your mouth, Teacher Liu, I invite you to eat spicy noodles." I found that the two small windows above the door of Hu Rigui's dormitory had been opened, and his students climbed in through the windows to enjoy the yams, and I smiled when I thought of the happiness of the students when they were feasting: "You and the students are really harmonious!" Hu Rigui smiled: "I can't bear to beat them, handsome, flower-like tender faces, spare them once." ”
The next day, as soon as I turned the corner of the classroom after class, I heard the sound of "one-two-one" shouting. Follow the prestige, see Hu Rigui also go to the teaching and research room after class, he grabbed the book with one hand, the other hand is empty, two hands are used to walking very high, next to his students are shouting to him according to the number of steps, "one, two, one......" Hu Rigui saw that there were many teachers, and his two small eyes shot out of anger: "The wolf eats, I will kick you to death!" After saying that, the student was so frightened that he retreated and remained silent. As soon as he turned around, the students shouted "one, two, one, ......" in unison, Hu Rigui shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly: "These wolves eat, see how I clean you up in class tomorrow." ”
Hu Rigui really dragged a few students to the office during the evening self-study, and the boys all trembled their legs, their lips trembled, and they lowered their heads as if they had committed a crime. Hu Rigui slapped everyone on the neck, and dangled a bamboo stick in his hand, walking around, as if accumulating strength. Silent. Several students couldn't stand the torture of silence and said with tears in their eyes: "Teacher Hu, we were wrong, spare us." Hu Rigui's bamboo stick never fell on the student, and he smiled, a little gloating. Putting down the bamboo stick, with his hands behind his back, both small eyes squinted, pacing around. The student's face was sweating.
Hu Rigui said: "Shout, it's against you, you still give people a neutral anger after eating, animals, you don't wear human skin, didn't my mother teach?" I'll knock you wolrels to death. After saying that, he went to get the bamboo stick again, several students trembled, Hu Rigui went to the bamboo stick and made a decision, and glanced at the student with a small eye, and made a hateful sound in his mouth. Turning to the students, he said to them solemnly: "Make up for the merits, find a cardboard box for each person, paste it with red paper on the outside, write the word 'garbage can' with a brush, and put it in a place where students are prone to littering fruit peels and confetti, and make some contributions." Several students were granted amnesty.
The student didn't go far, Hu Rigui couldn't stand up with a smile on his back, and tears appeared in his small eyes. After laughing for a while, he said: "To be a hero, you have to have capital, and your calves are sifted with chaff, hahaha......."
The principal praised Hu Rigui at the regular meeting, saying that he loved the school like a family, was willing to use his brains, and would work creatively, which not only educated the students but also contributed to the purification of the environment. When students' thinking is reasonable, their learning will naturally improve, and Xiaohu is an example.
Since then, I have been impressed by Hu Rigu. The days flow in monotonous repetition day after day.
It's going to be a holiday in the blink of an eye. The sun shone on the concrete floor, and it was bright and dizzying. The school organizes teacher tours and allows family members. Hu Rigui's wife was dressed up very brightly, wearing a gauze skirt and a green cloud bun on her head, especially the two nipples shrugged one after another, attracting several obscene eyes. Hu Rigui's family is a hard seat. As soon as the train started, drowsiness came. Hu Rigui was confused. The car passed through the Wusheling Ridge, Hu Rigui was woken up by the bump, his little eyes swept and found that his wife was gone, Hu Rigui shouted at the top of his voice: "My wife lost her ......" Several sleepy teachers helped to find, looking for it, and found that his wife was squeezed into the upper bed with an old teacher, the two were sleeping soundly, and one of the old teacher's hands was unconsciously pressed on one of her nipples.
Hu Rigui's little face was blue and white for a while. Several teachers stood awkwardly to the side. Hu Rigui picked up his mobile phone and called the director of the education committee to accuse the old teacher of seducing his wife. The director of the education committee said how long it had been lost, and Hu Rigui replied: "About eight minutes." The director of the Education Commission said: "You are such a wreck, you can't even look at a wife, you deserve it, you turtle bastard!" Hu Rigui pulled his wife up, raised his right hand but did not fan it down. My wife said, it was cold in the middle of the night, and I saw that the old teacher was sleeping to death, so I squeezed up, so many people, we didn't do anything, don't believe you, the trouser rope is tight, and there is no mark at all! Hu Rigui said: "You slut, you are a dead man!" The wife said, "Who is embarrassed by many things." I'm not afraid of shadows, my trousers are tightened, and I'm not afraid of a man rolling around. If you want to leave, you can leave, so you don't have to be suspicious. After saying that, he wanted to jump out of the car to show his innocence. Others hurriedly persuaded the two to stop. After Hu Rigui arrived in Lanzhou, he dragged his wife back.
People speculated a lot about the "eight-minute incident", adding branches and leaves, and the details were vividly stated. Hu Rigui has become a celebrity in small towns and even small counties. Hu Rigui has always been angry with his wife's move, so there was a noise in the house.
In September, the foot of Qilian Mountain is full of desolation and magnificence. The coldness of the snow, the swaying of the clouds, the vastness of the water, and the loneliness of the mountains are the eternal scenery. On an incomparably magnificent evening, when the bronze sunset stained the surrounding grassy slopes and trees, and finally fell into the frosty ice river, Hu Rigui received a letter of transfer to a junior high school in the county seat. Others came to congratulate: "Brother Hu's good means, we can't look forward to this day in our lives!" Hu Rigui smiled: "This is all operated by my uncle." ”
Hu Rigui, who arrived in the county seat, created a scandal within two months.
According to people, one day, Hu Rigui went to the South Market with two male teachers in the city, actually looking for a young lady. It is said that there are a lot of "chicken nests" here, and the two male teachers are familiar with the road, and after a while of bargaining, they enter the "battle", and Hu Rigui is the last to appear. After the event, the young lady asked the two male teachers for three hundred each, and Hu Rigui for four hundred. Hu Rigui lifted his pants, and his small eyes were indignant: "It's all the same thing, why do you do two businesses in one lane?" ”
The young lady lazily snuggled on the bed and said softly: "They are old customers, and they have a hundred discounts." What about you, novice, there is no discount for opening, the old rules, I don't understand this! After speaking, he glanced at Hu Rigui with disdain. Hu Rigui was still entangled with Miss, and the two male teachers took the opportunity to slip away. Hu Rigui took out a hundred more, but he couldn't get angry, so he grabbed Miss's Kun bag and left. When the young lady saw it, Hu Rigui really took it. Get up, grab your pants and follow to the school gate. The school gate was locked, and Hu Rigui climbed over the wall. After the school gate opened, the young lady told the principal that Hu Rigui was gone. Hu Rigui was criticized, wrote an inspection, returned the bag and apologized.
The matter was known to Hu Rigui's uncle and wife. The wife made a fuss, and Hu Rigui said calmly: "We are even, and you are not much better!" Uncle intercepted Hu Rigui on the street one day: "You die, the whole city is your story, who do you think you are, it's not me who you are, you have been fired a long time ago, and you will have to put on a cunt face in the future!" ”
Hu Rigui has reined a lot since then, but the two little eyes are still sleeping and the other is sentry, and the two little hands are still thrown high and high when walking. The teachers directly called him "Sao Donkey".
One day, I saw Hu Rigui in the county seat. His little face was abrupt, his small eyes drooped gloomily, and his two little hands were still thrown high. I said what I've been busy with lately. He said wistfully: "Busy with divorce." It turned out that Hu Rigui went home to take a shortcut, happened to pass by a high school branch, and saw a lot of new bicycles in the carport, so he took the car that the class bell rang and the students did not have time to lock and rode home, and finally sold it to Hui Hui at a price of 50 yuan each. At the right time, his wife divorced, and they were heard exposing each other's shortcomings, which made Hu Rigui attract a blank eye from the students when he was in class, and he was very faceless. Hu Rigui: "It's not for her lame father, if you want this or that, wouldn't I do this to make her father's life better!" After that, he looked confused. I smiled and said, "You haven't sewn the crotch pants yet!" Hu Rigui left without saying anything, his two little hands were still thrown high, and his small eyes still seemed to be closed.
The town has a lot of stories. There are many legends in the small town. The teachers still seem to be expecting more stories from Hu Rigui.
(Liu Xiguo's profile: Liu Xiguo, a senior middle school teacher, is a member of the Gansu Writers Association.) I usually write a little article, and occasionally make a little money. Don't seek to be heard, live a light life. Occasionally, small articles appeared in newspapers and periodicals. ）
