Daily life of roommates

During the summer vacation of his junior year, Wanfuhe took the time to go back to his hometown.

The holidays are the golden season for working part-time to earn tuition fees. He didn’t hesitate when making the decision. He originally wanted to save more money and buy a new computer. The seven-handed computer he is using now is a bit difficult to even turn on, and he is tired every time he finishes his homework. Sweaty head.

However, in the end he reluctantly gave himself a two-day vacation. The reason was not simply to visit relatives, but most importantly—his best friend was getting married.

My friend is an honest man, so honest that he doesn't know where to put his hands when he wears clothes without pockets.And such an introverted and dull person actually said that they got married and got married.Since the second year of high school, the two have been at the same table, sitting next to each other and studying at the desk every day.

Wan Fuhe is also a restrained character, and he has a sense of identification with his deskmate who is quiet and honest.After getting acquainted, I knew that the deskmate was actually the kind of person who was clumsy on the outside and had a sense of humor on the inside. If he was divided by the characters who said three and a half sentences on the stage, he should be the last to say the half-sentence.

Wan Fuhe worked as a class leader since he was a child. His family was born as a poor and lower-middle peasant. He stepped on the national minimum living security line. Precocious, it is very reliable to collect homework and money from the teacher to do an errand.However, the price of precocity is thinking, and the price of being sensible is carefulness. Although Wan Fuhe is popular in the class, he actually has no close friends.On the contrary, he has become a good friend with this honest guy who has been at the same table for two years.

Wan Fuhe later analyzed why he had a friendship with this person—in addition to the congenial personality, the same background also played an important role.Wanfuhe thinks that he has never tried to make friends with people from a good family background and above. Maybe it is because of his deep inferiority complex towards poverty in his subconscious. brand.

When you are with your friends, you don’t have to worry about this at all. When others don’t care, they can even share their skills and experience in working during the busy farming season, and Wanfuhe doesn’t even like to bring up such topics with other people in the same village. and.

This kind of friendship is not very strong, there is no nasty feeling of not seeing each other every day, and there is no nonsense of living in groups all day long. The most between the two is the memory of studying side by side in every class and self-study.

When thinking of my friend Wanfu River, I will think of the small river flowing through the village. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.

Such a rare friend suddenly got married during the summer vacation of Wanfuhe's junior year.Although two years of summer vacation have been spent working in the city where the university is located, Wan Fuhe decided to go back this time to see friends who are about to get married and personally send blessings.

When Wanfuhe arrived home, the family was a little surprised, "Didn't you say you won't come back?" His mother asked carefully.

"Oh, my high school classmate is getting married, and I'll come back with the gift." Wan Fuhe took out the gift he had prepared for his family, and simply explained the reason without further words.

He is used to going out and relying on himself for everything, and gradually seldom chats with his family about his life outside the house.This poor home and the great world outside seem to exist in two different dimensions.The emotions here are all done silently in suppressed actions; while outside is a world that requires you to communicate, express, and express opinions all the time. To a certain extent, the mouth is the most important organ.

After distributing the gifts, Wanfuhe quickly started to do the work in the yard.

His father was squatting at the door smoking a cigarette, and suddenly asked, "Your classmate didn't go to college?"

While chopping firewood, Wanfuhe said, "I didn't pass the exam."

His father stopped talking and smoked in silence.

Wanfuhe swung his ax and followed the train of thought just now to recall—he didn't expect his friend to fail in the college entrance examination.

The students who come out of the countryside work very hard, and there is no turning back when they start working. No one wants to return to the village to farm after studying for so many years. They have lost the ability to work, and there is no way to compare with their peers who have lost their education. They can only believe that knowledge can change their lives. I believe that Yan Ruyu has her own golden house in the book.

The high school in the town has already been regarded as the school with the highest level of teaching in this generation, but the quality is still not comparable to that in big cities. The teacher often told them that the only thing you can compete with people in big cities is hard work, so at that time his Classmates, especially rural students, are desperately studying.

However, it's not that I don't get tired and crooked, and it's not that I don't get tired and have a waist pain. There are also times when I can't do the problem anyway and can't sit on the bench.

Wan Fuhe still remembers that in his third year of high school, whenever he got tired of studying and couldn't read any more, he would point his finger at the dormant Erliang between his crotch and say, "Do you want black fungus or pink fungus in the future?" of?"

This question is like a knife in Wanfuhe's heart, every time he pushes himself, he will see immediate results, and he will immediately be able to cheer up and be brave.

Once, a friend who was sitting on the side turned his head and gave Wanfuhe a sneaky look, then pointed to his crotch and said seriously: "Don't laugh, you too!"

Then the two of them buried their heads in hard reading.

And just like this, my friend who was as diligent as myself actually fell ill due to too much pressure the day before the college entrance examination. college.That junior college was developed from a technical school, with junior and senior high schools enrolling students at the same time. Families with a little more wealth would prefer to let their children repeat their studies for a year rather than go to that technical school, but my friend’s studies seem to be limited to this That's it—every time Wanfuhe thinks of his friend's fate, he feels a little bit of sorrow. He is only a little bit luckier than his friend.

However, life can be very different from this.

After all, my friend just graduated from junior college, and got married early, which was beyond Wan Fuhe's expectation.

Such a dull, humorous and ill-fated friend does not know what kind of bride he will marry. Wan Fuhe would like to jokingly ask "Is it black fungus or pink?" In this matter, after all, they have embarked on different paths in life, and the comfortable and intimate friendship has long since disappeared.

Wan Fuhe was still thinking about the past with his friends when he was squatting in his latrine pit and defecating. He stepped on the wooden board and the pit below was so deep that he didn't even look at it.I am used to using the school toilet when I go to school outside, and I am a little afraid of heights when I go to the cesspit.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket in the midst of sobbing memories and slightly smelly emotions, lit it - this is also a habit developed in the dormitory life, smoking a cigarette to relieve boredom when going to the toilet - and continued to recall the past.

The strange thing is that every time Wan Fuhe recalled the encouraging words of black fungus and pink fungus for the third and second pairs of senior high school, he would feel a little bit emotional-after all, he was still young at that time, with ideals and drive, simple but dutiful and lustful Now, it's not like now——since he entered dormitory 2222, he has begun to feel that it would be good to use black fungus in the future, let alone pink fungus.

When he pissed to the point where the water was poor, and when the shit was exhausted, Wanfuhe's journey of reminiscing had to come to an end temporarily. He thought, he would rush to the town tomorrow morning to attend his friend's wedding. After the wedding, catch the noon train back to the city, and catch up with the part-time job the day after tomorrow.

While thinking about it, he threw the cigarette butt into the cesspit under his feet, ready to wipe his butt.

boom!

The Wan family, who had set up the dining table in the yard and was about to start dinner, suddenly heard a muffled groan from far away in the sky.The hut in the west corner of the courtyard exploded, and a bare-bottomed man flew out of the shattered boards, and was hit by the shock wave five meters away and fell to the ground without moving.

Wan's mother screamed, stomped her feet and shouted: "His father! The latrine exploded! — Boss! Boss!!" and ran towards the Wanfu River that was blown out.

After the whole family was stunned, they all ran away in a hurry.

This muffled sound quickly caused repercussions in the village, and every household came to watch the excitement.In the end, Lang Wanfuhe, the number one college student who had only been born in the village for a few years, was carried to the village clinic for treatment with a door panel covered in excrement under the watchful eyes of the whole village.

Fortunately, Wanfuhe's injuries were not serious, but he still missed his friend's wedding the next day.

After this incident, Wanfuhe still suffered from some problems—when he smoked, he felt like shit, so he quit smoking later.

The author has something to say: technically explain:

Biogas is a flammable gas

PS: In order to avoid trouble, I declare that this joke is from Embarrassment.The original content is as follows: In a word, a buddy went to the countryside to play, went to someone else’s hut to stretch his hair, smoked and threw it in the pit, exploded, and now he was lying in the hospital covered in shi.

Declare again:

This article will draw on small jokes from other places. If there is a very high moral requirement in this regard, those who are not original and do not read the article should read it carefully.wipe sweat~