When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

My life is boring, but also fulfilling.

I heard from others that elementary school is the most relaxing time, with classes starting at 8 o'clock and school ending at 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

But I don't think that's right. People start to roll from the moment they are born. The most relaxing time should be in old age.

It's hard to imagine that I, who was less than ten years old, had already begun to imagine life after the age of seventy.

When the sun sets, I lie leisurely on a chair, blowing the evening breeze and waving a cattail leaf fan.

The sound of cicadas echoes through the mountains and fields, and in front of me is a golden rapeseed field.

I planted the land, and I like rapeseed flowers, which are beautiful and delicious.

Of course, the most important thing is that I can sleep as long as I want and sleep as long as I want.

I'm an old man now, so no one can control me anymore, right?

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In the third grade, one tenth of my dream came true.

After school every day, I would walk in the rapeseed field, with cicadas screaming desperately in my ears.

But the land was not planted by me, but by my math teacher.

I'm going to cross this land and go to his home for cram school.

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The math teacher was just replaced this year. His surname is Wu. He is in his fifties or sixties and bald.

I vaguely remember the day he came. The sky was overcast and the wind kept hitting the windows. He stood on the podium and told everyone expressionlessly:

"From today on, I am the math teacher of your class."

That scene reminded me of the scene where the villain appeared in the cartoon.

It turned out that he was indeed a villain.

As mentioned earlier, the math teacher can farm. He is a teacher and a farmer at the same time. He is very strong.

He can lift people up by grabbing the red scarf with one hand and swing them around in the sky like a spinning top.

I was very afraid of him, but I still went because I was more afraid of my mother.

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I originally thought that cram school could learn knowledge that others could not learn, but I didn't expect that it was actually just doing homework.

After writing, give it to the teacher for inspection. The teacher will help you correct it. If there are any wrong questions, he will explain them to you.

I don't understand. These knowledge will be taught in class. Why waste two hours?

So I finished it in half an hour, and I was very confident that I didn't get any questions wrong.

The teacher nodded in praise while looking at it, and then assigned me new homework.

If I was let go before two hours, my mother would not be willing to pay.

From that moment, I understood a saying, which is to pay for trouble.

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When I got home, it was already dark. There were a few children of my age in the community. They were playing the game of 123 wooden man and invited me to join them.

I declined because I was very hungry.

When I got home, the warm yellow light was on in the living room, and the warm rice was on the dining table.

My mother hadn't eaten yet. She was waiting for me.

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Lunch was at twelve o'clock. I bought fried rice at the school gate for two yuan a bowl. I had digested it long ago. Now I was dizzy with hunger.

But I didn't move my chopsticks. In my family, there is a fixed link before eating.

Grateful.

I read in a book that there is a Thanksgiving Day in the West, where they pray before meals, and I do the same.

The difference is that their Thanksgiving Day is once a year, while my family has it every day.

They are grateful to God, and I am grateful to my mother.

She told me how hard she worked today, and that she had to buy food and cook after work. She would not pick up her chopsticks no matter how hungry she was, just to wait for me to come back and eat together.

I thought: Why not eat, is the food too hot?

My mother kept talking, and I nodded repeatedly, staring at the food, and the acid in my stomach surged into my throat.

After my mother finished telling her suffering, we could finally eat, and she pushed the only meat dish in front of me.

She said: I can't bear to eat such expensive things, and I used all the money to enroll you in a cram school. You have to work harder to study well, so that I can enjoy the happiness in the future.

I lowered my head and didn't say anything, but suddenly I didn't feel that hungry.

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In my mother's words, my father is a scumbag, who has another woman outside and abandoned his wife and children.

She said that I was her only child and she would definitely train me to be an outstanding person.

To be an outstanding person means to work twice as hard.

I would be called to get up at dawn.

I would wash, brush my teeth, pick up my textbooks, stand on the balcony, and read in the cool breeze.

My mother said that the breeze could make the brain clearer.

My voice was very loud, so my mother stipulated that I must read out loud so that she could hear me while she was making breakfast in the kitchen.

This would inevitably disturb the neighbors next door.

The neighbors came up to argue, and my mother blocked the door while I was reading on the balcony.

SheThey quarreled and I read a sentence. My brain was blank and I didn't learn anything.

"There will be a time to ride the wind and waves..."

What was the next sentence?

"Will you be responsible if I fail to get into Tsinghua University?"

In fact, I think that if I read quietly in the house, the effect will be much better than what I am doing now.

But my mother didn't let me. She didn't say why, but I guessed it, because it didn't seem to be working hard enough.

She often told me the story of hanging from the beam and piercing the thigh, but I always thought that the two people were sick.

I slept when I was sleepy. I couldn't even open my eyes. What could I learn?

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Read in the morning, go to school, go home after school, go to cram school, pray, eat, study in the evening, go to bed.

I lived a life like a factory assembly line.

My classmates would get together to play football after class and discuss the latest animation plots and games. After school, they would go to the school gate to buy fried skewers and eat while going home.

I was reading after class. My mother didn't let me watch TV, let alone play games. I didn't have pocket money. After school, I had to pass by the rapeseed field to go to the teacher's house for cram school.

I had no common language or hobbies with my peers, so naturally I had no friends.

But I had a good brother, he had the same surname as me, Zhang Qingyun.

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Qingyun is my name, my mother gave it to me, she hoped I would rise to the top.

But I didn't want to, I just wanted to be an ordinary mediocre person, lazy and carefree all my life.

So I gave this name to him and gave myself a new name.

Zhang Xiaoping.

Since we are brothers, there should be an older brother.

We are the same age, but because I came first, I am the older brother.

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Qingyun and I have no hobbies, only study.

It's not because I love studying, but the premise of having the same hobbies is that you have to get in touch with it first.

We go to school and go home together, eat and sleep together, inseparable, but rarely chat.

I lived a boring life day after day, and finally, I graduated from elementary school and completed the first copy of my life.