The sun is coming

It is said that when Su Shangwu entered elementary school, he was sent to and came back by Su Jianzhi, and he received countless slaps.Later, the old man who was still idle reached an agreement with him. When he went to class, the old man would accompany him outside the window, and he had to buy a red bean popsicle every day after school.

"At that time, your brother was staring at me. I bent down to hide, and within a minute, I rushed out of the classroom. You are a thief, and you cheated me a lot of good things."

Originally, Su Shangwu and Su Shangwen volunteered to accompany their younger brother to school. Parents can continue to go to school leisurely. No surprise there either.

Su Jianzhi pushed Su Shangzhe on a bicycle, his daughter was sitting in the back seat, and Yuan Yongshe was pushing a table and stool next to him. The two adults chatted as they walked, no more than whose son was the most disobedient.

Su Jianzhi said: "My eldest can be shopped before going to school, and the clothes he puts on will not show his features in a day."

"It's the same with the army. They pick corners when they walk, and they wish they could drill all the holes by themselves. You say, don't go on a good road."

"But my family is very good, not as naughty as his brothers and sisters. I am only a little over five years old this year."

"Enrollment at such a young age?"

"Fucking, let's run along first. Duoduo is just a playful friend like Dajun. Dajun should take care of him at school."

Yuan Yongshe turned his head and shouted: "Did you hear me, you son of a bitch!?"

Shang Anqi pushed the small table and stool behind, followed by the old man.Behind the old man's buttocks is Su Shangwu who is walking with Yuan Dajun's neck in his arms.Yuan Dajun looked in the direction of his father, half-dead with aggrieved heart.He doesn't compare with Su Shangwu, no matter how much Su Shangwu gets beaten, he probably won't get as much as him.Yuan Yongshe's way of greeting is a bastard + a slap.He wanted to compare with Su Shangzhe, but he found a philosophy in such a comparison - compare goods and throw them away, and people will die when comparing people.When did his father praise him by putting him on the front beam and touching his head?They were all riding a bicycle and got hit on the back of the head, and the old man's angry voice sounded - if you move around again, you son of a bitch, I will throw you into the river!

Although he hadn't really thrown it into the river once in five or six years, why did he feel so sad?

"Shangwu, don't bully your classmates."

"The two of us are playing." Su Shangwu clenched his arms tightly, Yuan Dajun struggled, did not break away, and did not make unnecessary resistance.Have you ever seen Wu Song fight a tiger?If Su Shangwu hit him, he would at most be Wu Song hitting a rabbit.

"You are lucky, you are in the same class as my younger brother. From now on, I will protect you and you are not allowed to bully him, you know?" Su Shangwu clenched his fist and moved his arm, letting him see the little mouse on his arm, "Did you see that, Muscles! You have strength, if you are not afraid of pain, let's try."

Yuan Dajun was very depressed looking at the forced pimple on his dark and thin arm. He had seen older students bullying younger ones, but he had never seen such blatantly pretending to be infinitely intimate.

"You can't be bullied by classmates, you know?" Su Shangwute put his arms around his neck intimately and said, "From now on, you will be my younger brother. If anyone dares to bully you, tell me, and I will avenge you."

Yuan Dajun was obedient and didn't say a word along the way, but when he got to the campus, Su Shangwu let go of his hand and disappeared.

What is a shadow, Yuan Dajun finally found his name and squeezed into the classroom when he saw Su Shangwu standing at the door of the classroom.Shang Wu patted him on the head and said, "Where are you going? I just called your name, and my brother, please sit next to him first."

Yuan Yongshe slapped him on the back of the head unexpectedly, "Where is the bastard, sit down quickly, Dad is going to work."

"Hurry up Dajun Dajun, you are the only one missing." Chang Baoha waved at him while pulling his waist and half standing still.Yuan Dajun glanced at the class, only to find that half of them usually play together.But his desk, which was painted yellow and painted black under his strong request, was standing quietly and intimately with Su Shangzhe's small desk.

Su Shangzhe looked very happy, and when he saw him passing by, he pursed his lips and smiled, his dimples were extremely sweet.Yuan Dajun looked at Su Shangwu's eyes, then at Su Shangzhe's smile, and finally decided to sit down with peace of mind.

Entrance to elementary school is also very exciting, there are many crying noses, and they cry unscrupulously, with snot and tears flowing into four lines.Although some of the students below want to laugh, they also want to make up nicknames for those who cry.But there was an authority standing on the podium, all sitting upright, squinting at the crying classmates, calmly, and slowly choreographed in the bottom of their hearts: Wang Erqiang, the king of crying, followed his wife to buy food.When I met a weasel on the road, I was so scared that I peed on my crotch.

Su Shangzhe didn't cry, just excited.On the first day when he went out to line up for seats, he was young and not very tall, so he was lucky enough to be in the second row. A teacher could stare at him at any time, and he could see the blackboard clearly with his chin (he didn't realize it until after the formal class. The first row and the second row are also places where chalk dust and teacher spittle are eaten).Su Shangzhe was in the middle, and there was a new tablemate beside him - a girl named Rong Rong.Long in general, and a runny nose.When Rongrong sucked the snot that had slipped into her mouth and swallowed it, Su Shangzhe decided to draw a line with her new tablemate, and secretly moved the table to Yuan Dajun's side.

Of course, not everything goes as planned.The monitor of the new class has nothing to do with Su Shangzhe, and the position is given to the oldest boy who is also big enough.Even people like Yuan Dajun were assigned a sports committee by the class teacher because he was the king of children in the compound.Su Shangzhe was very annoyed by this, squinting at Yuan Dajun who was not tall all morning.

There are more people in the school, and Su Shangzhe has more playmates to choose from.Because of Yuan Dajun's influence, this child who looked at Wenwen quietly ran wildly with a group of people after class.Climbing trees, climbing walls, climbing tables, snatching girls' sandbags, pulling out garlic seedlings from teachers, digging classroom corners.In a word, he didn't leave anything behind except following a group of poor kids to smash their heads into the latrine.Primary school life is exciting and busy.

In fact, there is always a gap between dreams and dreams. When reality shines into dreams, those good things will gradually become bad.After the exciting period, Su Shangzhe found that going to school was not such a happy thing.First, there are endless homework; second, not only do you have to take turns cleaning, but you also have to go to the commune with the teacher from time to time; third, you can't delay the exam, and the young children are under pressure.Fourth, which heartless little bastard invented the cesspit smashing! !It made him dare not defecate at school!

And all of this, without Su Shangzhe's new nickname hitting him.

With the passage of time, the restraint of the child when he first entered school disappeared, and he played badly in different ways.Naturally, there are not as many things to do in the school as in the compound.Boys like to occupy the toilet like crazy after class, or secretly throw bricks into the toilet outside the toilet.At that time, the latrine was still a pond dug out. Ever since Su Shangzhe was splashed with feces in the urinal and had no paper to wipe his buttocks, he didn’t want to wear pants until someone called Su Shangwu to come over and wipe them clean. After the pants, some people began to call him "little boy", and some even added "sissy" after that.

The power of the masses has always been enormous, and the children's world has never been afraid of too many things.After going back and forth, Su Shangzhe's nickname of "little white face" was finally lifted.Yuan Dajun went to beat someone when he heard someone yelling like that at first, but he found that fists are not easy to use in school, there are always a group of cunning people.Before he could get into position, the other party rushed to the office yelling, and started yelling all the way: "Report to the teacher, Yuan Dajun is beating someone again!"

The result is self-evident - as a sports committee member, he must unite his classmates, otherwise he will take off his official hat.

What is the most important thing for a child?authority and honor.Yuan Dajun didn't have any other talents, except that he was a bit good at leading the children.Although the sports committee member is not as good as the class, at least for some time he still promises what he says.If he loses his position, he is nothing.

Children hold grudges. Ever since a few people started shouting that, Su Shangzhe quickly withdrew from their team, and the time to leave the classroom after class was obviously less.Humph, a bunch of big slugs, who wants to play with them?But the quieter it was, the more people booed.

The child's psychology is also subtle, so subtle that Yuan Dajun didn't know why he and his classmates engraved the word "Xiaobailian" and a pinyin on Su Shangzhe's desk together.Anyway, when Su Shangzhe appeared in the classroom with a clean schoolbag on his back, Yuan Dajun was struggling to carve the last letter "n" with a knife amidst the laughter of a group of children.The appearance of Su Shangzhe made Yuan Dajun's hand tremble, and the knife pried off a piece of black-painted wood, and the n became a scar.

Yuan Dajun wanted to slip away, but was pushed back to the original place by Chang Bao, who seemed to be very righteous and said: "Dajun, you are so dishonest. Carve this thing on your friend's table."

The others laughed and ran away, leaving Yuan Dajun sitting at the same table, watching Su Shangzhe sit back in his seat.Chang Bao pointed at the words engraved by Yuan Dajun and read: "Xiaobai, li-an face, little white face."

Yuan Dajun stretched out his arms to hit him, but Chang Bao had already run behind Su Shangzhe, yelling, "Yuan Dajun also said he wanted to be a sissy!"

Su Shangzhe didn't cry or scold, a group of people who were waiting to watch the fun were a little disappointed.

Shang Zhe stared at that corner for a long time, expressionless, then turned to look at him.That look was so ruthless, so ruthless that Yuan Dajun felt that the friendship between him and Su Shangzhe was almost cut off.

He felt right.In the remaining month of that semester, Su Shangzhe didn't speak a word to him again.In class, I will no longer stick my hand into his desk belly to play with him, and I will no longer secretly play with the bugs I caught with him, and I will no longer find a candy for him to eat, let alone eat it. He would hide his hands in the belly of the table and pinch his fingers with soft hands. To be honest, it was very comfortable to pinch.

It would be a lie to say that he has no regrets, Yuan Dajun tried to reconcile with him, but he was ignored.Yuan Dajun still ran over to find him every time he went to school, and then turned back together.But Su Shangzhe changed from going to school by himself to being sent off by Su Jianzhi, sitting on the beam and not even giving him a straight look.Su Jianzhi tried to let Yuan Dajun sit in the back seat to drive to school together, but Shang Zhe shook the handlebar like crazy, as long as Yuan Dajun was sitting in the back and refused to let him go, Su Jianzhi would not do it.

On the way, Su Jianzhi asked, "Did Duoduo quarrel with Dajun?"

Shang Zhe tightly pursed his small mouth, and tears began to well up in his big eyes.Su Jianzhi quickly freed a hand to stroke his head, and comforted him: "Don't ask, don't ask, Duoduo, don't cry. Play with him when you can't get angry."

Yuan Dajun once secretly found ink to scribble those words, but Su Shangzhe discovered it just as he was about to do it.The little guy didn't say anything, his little face was sullen, but his eyes were so fierce that Yuan Dajun didn't dare to make a move in the end, and asked embarrassingly: "Is it okay if I paint him off? Don't stare at me anymore, I'm so scared."

What answered him was Su Shangzhe's covered textbook and half of the back of his head.

At the end of that semester, Su Shangzhe worked hard and got the first place in the class.Su Shangzhe stood on the podium with a sullen face, and received a certificate and a tin pencil case that is quite precious to children.It is printed with the Monkey King flying through the clouds, and the ground is red flowers, green grass and weeping willow trees, colorful, so beautiful, a class of students all stared straight at it. No.2 is Sun Xiaobing, a little boy in the class who is not very well-educated and doesn't talk much. He only got five notebooks and a pencil.

Yuan Dajun and his group of troublemakers watched eagerly as the top five came to the stage to receive their awards, their eyes turned red with envy.The pencil case is so precious. It is placed in the highest place in the supply and marketing cooperatives, so that children may steal it. One pencil case can buy many biscuits.

Su Shangzhe came down from the podium very calmly, and a boy poked his head and said, "Wow, it's "Havoc in Heaven!" (1961-1964, the cartoon "Havoc in Heaven" was produced by Shanghai Animation Film Studio, divided There are two episodes. The characters have a strong Chinese color, classic animation, if you are interested, you can review it.)

"Look at his golden cudgel, it's amazing."

"Look, look, there's a grasshopper in the grass!"

"It's so pretty. Su Shangzhe, let me see the inside." Chang Bao is thick-skinned, and he has forgotten to give him a nickname.

Su Shangzhe was quite friendly, so he handed it over to him.Several boys studied it around a pencil case, and found the multiplication table on the lid inside.Two words - envy.

Yuan Dajun couldn't stand being scattered, and shouted at the crowd: "Be gentle, don't crush the pencil case."

"Yuan Dajun, don't add anything, people don't care about you."

Yuan Dajun looked at Su Shangzhe with a blushing face, and asked, "Duo Duo, put away your pencil case, their hands are heavy, don't let people scratch the picture."

Su Shangzhe looked down at his certificate, and felt that the "No.1" and "Five Good Students" on it were particularly pleasing to the eye.What's so great about being a sports committee member? Isn't it countdown?

"Bring it here, don't spoil it." Yuan Dajun snatched the pencil case, put it on Su Shangzhe's desk and said, "Here you are, pack it up so they don't see it, they bullied you before."

"Besides, you carved the words on his desk." Someone interrupted.

Yuan Dajun swept over with a sullen face and shook his fist.

"I'll help you move the table in a while, will your brother come to pick you up?" Continue to be courteous.Su Shangzhe started to pack his schoolbag.

"Haha, people ignore you. Su Shangzhe, how many awards have you won this year?"

"Two."

The boy looked at Yuan Dajun and smiled, look, people ignore you.

Yuan Dajun stroked his arms and started, "Come on, I'll help you move the table."

Su Shangzhe quickly held it down, turned to the tall man who came in and said, "Brother, move it for me."

A group of mischievous students laughed, and Yuan Dajun blushed once.

At the end of that period, after Su Shangzhe's No.1 again and again and the teacher's praise, and Su Shangzhe's generous sharing of rare items, the group of naughty people gradually forgot the "little boy". I secretly wiped it with ink, but found that even if the ink was applied to the engraved things, it still cannot be restored.

On the day of the holiday, Su Shangzhe walked out of the campus holding Su Shangwu's hand, with a red certificate in his backpack, and he was still so clean when he walked past Yuan Dajun, and he still didn't even pay him any attention.And the sadder thing is still to come. The students who start the new semester choose their seats at will at first.Su Shangzhe moved his desk far away from Yuan Dajun, and sat with the snotty Rongrong whom he secretly told him he didn't like.