People from the Red Chamber in the Times

Baoyu was beaten, and he felt sick. His parents and sister went to work after dinner, but he didn't move. Erzi and Zhuzi waited at the head of the village for a long time. He didn't see anyone, so he went home to call for someone When it was time, he was still lying on the kang!

"Brother Xiaobao, what's the matter with you?" The second son entered the house and saw that Xiaobao was still lying on his bed, thinking that he was sick again, half a child, how can there be someone who doesn't go out to grind at home during the day?

"It's okay, I don't want to move." Baoyu hurriedly wiped away tears secretly.

"Aren't you feeling strong?" Er Zi asked him again.

"No." Baoyu was a little embarrassed when asked.

"Then why don't you get up? Zhuzi and I have been waiting for you for a long time. Hurry up, Zhuzi is still waiting." The second son started to pull Baoyu up.

"You go, I don't want to go." Baoyu didn't stretch out his hand, but turned his head to the window, not looking at the second son.

"Brother Xiaobao, why are you acting like a big girl? Besides, herding cows and ducks is the work assigned to the three of us in the production team. If you don't want to lie down at home, Zhuzi and I can't do anything. , I can only herd cattle. You went to watch the cows and ducks, and we can also catch fish and dig wild vegetables. I am weeding twice in the field these days, and I am too busy to leave. Zhuzi’s family didn’t dig wild vegetables. Yesterday In the evening, the whole family was hungry and didn’t eat, and in the morning I borrowed wild vegetables from my house to cook...” The second son persuaded Baoyu that he was the only kid in Zhuzi’s family, and he was still an old man, and his four older sisters were all married.My parents are already in their fifties, and they are no more than strong laborers. Life at home is very hard, and there are often ups and downs, relying on the neighbors in the village to help them survive.

"Oh..." Baoyu remembered the situation of Zhuzi's family, and when the second son mentioned it, he remembered it, felt compassion again, and got up.

"Zhuzi looks at the old cow. Shall I go dig wild vegetables with my second son?" When we got to the edge of Dongdakeng, Baoyu thought about it. As for the work, he looked after the cattle himself, in fact, he only needed to watch to prevent the cattle from entering the field and harming the crops.Just let Zhuzi watch the cattle.

"But pull it down, brother Xiaobao, you should watch the cow. With your body, you are not as capable as brother Zhuzi, so let's go. We will go to the dam to get the net down in a while, and the two of us will go to the South Forest to dig. There are wild vegetables, you can just go and look at some nets.” The second son laughed when he heard Baoyu say that, Xiao Baoer was weak and sick since he was a child, the family said he was not used to it, but in fact he didn’t do it No matter what kind of work you do, you can't compare it with a child like Zhu Zhu who started picking up dung with a small basket at the age of four or five.

"That's fine, you go." Baoyu blushed, but there was nothing he could do.

Erzi and Zhuzi each carried a patched broken sack and left with a wicker basket in their hands, leaving Baoyu by the edge of the pit, sitting on the old tree where he fell asleep the day before, The old scalper was consciously looking for grass on the side of the pit to eat.The ducks also consciously went to the water to find food to eat.

There are thirty or forty children in Sankeshutun like Xiaobao's age, and the production team is not just a cow and a dozen ducks.It was just to find something to do for the half-grown children who had nothing to do and couldn't do heavy work, so the poultry in the team was divided into several groups, and the children were divided into groups, and each group was responsible for a part.There are also some sheep, ducks, and geese that were driven to other places by other children.Those children were herding sheep for the production team, and at the same time, like the second son and the others, they were digging wild vegetables for the family to eat.There are also some children who are responsible for digging wild vegetables and go back to feed the pigs.That's a relatively tiring job, and it's all done by big kids like Xiaobao.

Because Xiaobao was weak and sick, he joined Erzi and Zhuzi, and it was also because Jia Changfa was the captain that he was taken care of.There is little grass on the side of the big pit, and the surrounding area is full of land. Other children don't like to come here, so it became the back garden of the three of them.Ten or so miles away from the village is Dacaodianzi, and the children from the surrounding villages all go there.If you are lucky, you can catch pheasants and hares, and there are also big fish in the water bubbles in the fields.The trio never went to Caodianzi. It was the parents who confessed that they were afraid that Xiaobao would fall ill and the children would not be able to handle it.Another one is that the water bubbles in the depths of the meadow are surrounded by swamps, and you can sink into them if you are not careful, and you will lose your life in the meadow every year.

Baoyu sat dry and felt bored after a while.There are no older sisters here to accompany him to recite poems, and there are no morning and evening sermons in the mansion who greet him. He was just beaten up because of going to school in the morning, and he was also a little afraid of the textbook for a while. I do not want to see.There was no one around, not even the old scalper who was so thin that he was just waiting to be bred to grow fat in autumn and was about to be killed for meat.

After thinking about it, Baoyu felt that he could do what others could do.I just wanted to dig some wild vegetables in the field beside the pit, and give them to Zhuzhu when he came back, as a help from his friend.

But digging wild vegetables, he has no tools!If you go home to get it, you are afraid that the cow will run away, so go to the milkman's house to get it?Forget it, the old lady has to tell him to go to dinner again when she sees him.

Do it yourself!

Isn't it just a wicker basket?It shouldn't be difficult to make up, right?

Baoyu got up and ran to the old willow tree by the pit, looking for the wicker half the thickness of chopsticks to fold.But just by folding a willow stick, the hand is broken after a while, not because the skin is too tender, a rural child who grew up playing in the mud, the skin cannot be tender.It’s because he doesn’t know how to grasp the strength well. Either he didn’t break the root and couldn’t pull it off, or he almost dodged himself with too much force. When he grabbed the trunk, he scratched his hand, or he was scratched by the leaves.In the middle, I was scared and cried once by the caterpillar on the tree, and scared off the ground once.

In the end, the yellow-yellow-green tree oil on the pants, and the strips on the body and hands, either wounded or dirty, only made dozens of long and short willow sticks.

Sitting back on the old tree trunk with a pile of willow sticks, I was dumbfounded again. I thought it was not difficult, but when I got there, my mind was blank, and I didn't know where to start.

But the old scalper, seeing Baoyu folded a bunch of willow sticks, thought it was some food for him, so he wandered up to him, bit the leaves and ate them.

"Hey, hey, this is not for you. I want to weave baskets, don't eat them!" Baoyu yelled at the old scalper a few times, and picked up a willow stick to drive the cattle, but the old scalper was not moved at all.

"Then you eat first." Baoyu gave up and let the old scalper gnaw on the leaves. He continued to worry, thinking about how to weave a basket.

"Bao'er, are you so agile?" The old lady saw Baoyu out to herd cattle as usual in the yard, and she was still thinking about his illness, so she came to see him.

"Grandma, I'm fine." Baoyu stood up and answered the old lady in a polite manner.

"What is this for?" The old lady looked at the pile of wicker on the ground.

"I want to weave a basket." Baoyu said shyly.

"Can you make it up?" The old lady knew at a glance that this was the master who thought about the first step but didn't think about the second step.

"No." Baoyu blushed.

"Grandma will teach you." The old lady has a good temper.

Then the old lady also sat on the old tree trunk, and the grandparents and grandchildren taught one by one, and started the basket weaving course.

"Look, you have to remove the leaves first. Then pick them out according to their thickness..." The old lady spoke carefully, little by little. Unqualified and unusable particularly thin waste wicker will be made accordingly.

At noon the old lady said to go home to cook, and asked Baoyu to go over to eat, but Baoyu said nothing, saying that she was not hungry.In fact, I haven't eaten seriously for two days, and I'm so hungry that my chest is on my back, but I think about what my father said, and I don't want to eat the old lady's food anymore.

"Then grandma will go to the garden and pick some cucumbers for you to eat, to quench your thirst." After all, the old lady didn't force it, and knew that her son would definitely clean up her grandson when she got home, so she got up and went back to pick some gherkins.Baoyu didn't want to eat lettuce, but he was really hungry and thirsty, and he didn't drink any water all morning, so he couldn't care whether it was raw or not, so he ate it as soon as he picked it up, and felt like he hadn't eaten it in two lifetimes Such a delicious cucumber, I gnawed on two before stopping.

All the willow sticks in the morning were used up, but there was not enough wicker for weaving a basket. In the afternoon, Baoyu went to fold some more, and only then did he make enough for a basket.Although my defective product looks ugly, it finally looks like a basket, so it can be used without force.Baoyu is so beautiful that she feels particularly fulfilled.

That's how people are. When they first learn something, they become very addicted.Baoyu is like this for weaving baskets.The first day I learned from the old lady, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep when I went back at night, I just thought about showing off my skills the next day.

Woke up early the next day, and asked his sister for a broken scythe head for digging vegetables. After eating, he went out excitedly, without a half-nodded look of depression that had been hit all day.

Of course, parents and sisters don't care about his mental state, as long as he doesn't get sick, he can play as he likes.

In the following whole summer vacation, until the beginning of school, Baoyu could only weave one crooked and usable basket a day, and later on, he was able to skillfully weave two or three beautiful wicker baskets a day, big and small. This kind of specification is not only enough for my own family for the next year, but also made up for the old lady's family, the second son's family, and Zhuzi's family.

It's just that the old willow tree by the side of the big pit suffered disaster, all the usable willow branches were broken, and only the treetops survived, and they were harmed like an old lady with missing teeth.

But the old ox was half full by eating the leaves every day, and then he didn't find food for himself, so he waited by Baoyu's side every day to eat the leaves.

After almost all the willow trees by the pit were folded, Erzi and Zhuzi helped bring back the stalks from a distance when they went out to dig wild vegetables. Later, they stopped herding cattle by the pit. Go to the woods to support Baoyu's basket weaving business.

Before the start of school, I made up a lot for the production team. Jia Changfa couldn't mention it himself, but the old people in the village have spoken up. They can't let Xiaobao be busy for nothing, and they will be replaced by work points. Forget it One-third of a person's work points.This is very good, much better than before just eating and not earning.

"After school, go to school hard, and don't weave baskets anymore." On the way to send Baoyu to school, Jia Changfa told him.

"Well, dad, don't worry, I'll study hard." Baoyu was already tired of making up, her hands were full of injuries, and half a month passed by.It's just that at that time, everyone who received the basket was so happy that he praised him for being sensible. Xiao Baoniang listened to others praising her son, and couldn't close her mouth every day for her beauty. Not tired.He couldn't say quit, and he didn't know how to persevere in the end.

"Okay. Read it hard." Seeing that the child was not as stubborn as before, Jia Changfa made up his mind to study hard, so he didn't say anything.

There are two classes in the first grade, with more than 30 students in each class, all between the ages of eight and ten. Baoyu is 12 years old, two years older than the eldest.Must be the last row.He was in class one, and the head teacher was also from Sankeshutun, who lived in Tundongtouer, just one row behind the old lady's house.In terms of seniority, Baoyu is called Fifth Uncle, and he is a short, dull, honest boss in his 40s.

Jia Changchang paid the tuition fee and left.Tuition fee of [-] cents for one semester.

Zhuzi also went to school, in the same class as Baoyu, and at the same desk.The second aunt saw that Baoyu had gone to school, and the three younger brothers who usually played together had only Zhuzi left. She gritted her teeth and was so cruel that she finally sent Zhuzi to school.Two cents, why squeezed out.

The three younger brothers still go in and out together every day. The school is in Tunxitou, more than six miles away from the village. Every morning, they call each other to go to school together, and they go home together after school.At this time, I don’t attend class seriously, and every day is a day of various quotation activities.After putting away the schoolbags, the three brothers dig wild vegetables together, or go to the meadow to cut grass and seeds with the friends in the village, and they are still very busy.

Baoyu's academic performance is not good.

The first grade is to teach characters and numbers.It's easy to say about the recognition of characters. After understanding how the characters in this world are different from those at that time, and finding the rules, and the teacher also explained that they are simplified characters derived from traditional characters, he learned very well. Soon.There is no need to worry about reading, the main thing is writing, and I have to practice.Because of his habits in his previous life, his handwriting was always multi-stroke.Always being punished by the teacher to write, the notebook and pen are more useless than others.

At the beginning, Baoyu didn't know how to use a pencil very much, so he wrote big characters when he first came up. When Xiao Baoniang saw him and said he was a waste, he was beaten again. In addition, the old lady was teaching by the side, so she knew how to write small characters.But I always make typos, and I worry about people!Jia Yuan looked at his homework every day, and was so anxious that he sulked.

The old lady is not as good-tempered as her sister, and when she heard that she was punished again, she must have been greeted with a big slap.There is a hands-on mother in the family, Jia Changfa rarely does it, and usually he doesn't say anything.I have already inquired with my fifth uncle.Knowing that Baoyu can recognize characters very quickly, he can recognize all the characters in the fifth and sixth grades, but he can't write well, but his handwriting is beautiful, as long as the strokes are good, it is a good handwriting, so he just looked at Xiaobao. The mother teaches the child, sings the red face, and sometimes talks about love.

As long as you practice calligraphy every day, you can practice it sooner or later. Baoyu is really smart in this respect.

There are only two subjects in elementary school, Chinese and mathematics.Chinese is easy to speak, as for mathematics, Baoyu is quite resistant, and Arabic numerals are not difficult to learn. He has a high IQ and can learn it very quickly, and he can also learn addition, subtraction, multiplication and division very quickly.It's just that he always thinks that those things are only learned by the accountant, and it's useless to learn them by himself. What's the point of learning them?I haven't been studying very hard.But it is enough.

In schools these days, other subjects are just decorations, and one class teacher can teach all subjects.Except for mathematics and Chinese, I don't take other classes very much, and I just read the textbooks casually and I'm done.For example, in the labor class, students are taken to pull weeds in the school yard, or they are simply taken to fish. In the art class, they just draw something on the blackboard and let the students play by themselves.No matter how good Baoyu's paintings are, no one appreciates them.

This is because the fifth uncle is honest, not flexible, and works hard to go to work on time, and also teaches seriously.Other irresponsible teachers, some don’t even teach the class at all, and lead the students to toss about this movement and that movement every day. Many parents see that they can’t learn anything at school, so they take their children home and don’t let them study. Well, if you have this free time, why not go home and help the various fields do some work!Seeing Qiuzi, there is a lot of work in the field, so he pointed out that the elderly and children at home went to the meadow to mow the grass and come back to prepare for the fire in winter!Like Zhuzi's family, the population is small, and the children are too young to help. The second uncle, the second aunt, and the old couple work during the day and mow the grass at night, working all night and midnight every day.

But no matter how honest Fifth Uncle was, he had to take the students to the activities required by the school.These days, those who work honestly may be punished, but those who don't work hard and engage in sports every day are all so good that the leaders haven't dared to control them.The principals have been fought several times, one by one, with the reputation of being a stinky old nine, who can keep a low profile if they can keep a low profile, and it's better that no one can see them!

This simple person is particularly easy to be agitated and persuaded.The fool Xiaobao was originally a simple child, and Baoyu had the purest heart.What's more, he didn't like those sour literati and officials the least.Such children are especially vulnerable to being brainwashed by those who engage in sports.Soon, Baoyu became a loyal little soldier with a red heart facing the sun. He felt that his responsibility was particularly great and that he was very righteous. The earthen huts of old experts in the province that were remodeled in the village and beat people up, saying that they were reactionary authorities.He also felt that he had done a particularly remarkable thing.

Jia Dabao, who was still working in the town, heard that Baoyu was one of the troublemakers, so he went and dragged him back home.

"You little bastard, didn't I tell you to study hard? What are you mixing with? Huh? If I don't beat you to death today, I won't be your old man." Jia Changfa was leading the members to work on the team The fifth uncle ran to find him and said that Baoyu followed him to the town to make trouble. The son dragged the younger son back.Baoyu still looked reluctant, if she hadn't been weak and not as strong as Dabao, she would have broken away and ran away.Jia Changfa was so angry that he went home and waited with a fire stick. As soon as the two brothers entered the house, he started to arrest people.

"Father, where did I go wrong? He is a reactionary | movement | authority, an enemy, and a..." Baoyu kept talking non-stop, with ten dissatisfied and eight not angry. I did nothing wrong, my father has a problem with his thinking.

"What do you know, you just follow suit! How dare you do something that lacks great virtue? You are a heartless bastard, let you study hard, and you will fix these things for me. Today I will beat you to death, lest you do evil to me." Jia Changfa was so angry that he really killed him.

"Father, Bao'er is still young, he doesn't understand anything, and people will believe it as soon as they hear it. Tell him well, and he won't go anymore! Dad, keep your voice down so that others can hear you." Dabao was pulling on the edge, and he was badly hurt several times, his arm was hit and half of his body was numb, so he knew that his father had killed him, and he didn't dare not stop him.

"He's just a kid. His brain is full of dung. For someone like him, let him study for 100 years. If he learns again, he won't be able to become a talent." Jia Changfa was tired, and the eldest son stopped him. He felt sorry for his eldest son, and he didn't want Dabao to be beaten along with him, and he was really afraid of being overheard if he made a loud noise. If someone reported something to him, he would end up being the captain, and his family would suffer as well.Sankeshutun is not monolithic either.

"Father, what's the matter? I heard that Bao'er fell ill again?" Just as the room stopped, Baoyu was beaten until he vomited blood, his body was so painful that he couldn't move, he couldn't even cry Yes, Xiao Baoniang's voice came in, and people also entered the house.

Dabao pulls Baoyu back with the reason that Baoyu has committed a stupid disease again.Everyone in the ten miles and eight villages knew that Jia Changfa's family in Sankeshu had a silly son. If he said that, others would let him go.Even the teacher who takes the lead is actually not willing to take Baoyu with him, and he is afraid that he will make a fool of himself and Jia Changfa will blame him.

"What's the matter? Why did Dabao come back? You have no conscience, why did you beat the child like this?" Little Bao's mother burst into tears when she saw Baoyu being beaten like that. She wished she could beat Baoyu every day Once again, but it has never been beaten like this. Besides, the child is sick, and it is not fatal to beat like this!Which mother can bear it!

"Dabao, tell me." Jia Changfa glanced at his wife and felt very frustrated. The couple had never done anything wrong, and they had always worked diligently. They gave birth to a sick child. It's already uncomfortable, and it's enough to be aggrieved to let someone poke the spine in the back and say that the couple committed a crime.After all, now that the illness is completely cured, and they have gone to school and studied well, the couple feel that this breath has finally come out, and they feel good in their hearts.But it's only been a few days, and the stupid kid just goes to some sports with others, isn't that still stupid!