My hometown is a small city in the northeast with a strong folklore, at least when I was in school. When I was in elementary school, there were frequent incidents of school bullying. I was frail since I was a child, so I could only follow the trend and find a "boss" as my backer. The boss of our class is a repeater. He started repeating grades in the second grade of elementary school. He was tall and thin, and he swayed all over his body when he walked. Now I call him Yuan Zileng (Zeleng means: walking and swaying) , Of course, when he was in elementary school, he never dared to call him dumbfounded. At that time, I called him Brother Cong like the other boys in the class. Although Brother Cong didn't like to study, he was not a bad person. Fights and other things happen for a reason, and those who clean up are those who have nothing to say. Later, in junior high school, high school, and university, I met many "big brothers on campus" who were all-powerful in their face, but Yuan Zileng was worse than them.
Yuan Zileng's family kept a passenger car, and his father gave him one or two yuan as pocket money every day, sometimes five or six yuan. At that time, my pocket money at noon every day ranged from 20 to 50 cents, and when it was 50 cents, my dad was at home. Anyway, in today's words, Brother Cong was a very rich second generation at that time. He often invites these little buddies to eat spicy chips and drink a bag of drinks for a dime.
Yuan Zaileng's house is just across the alley, and I always go to his house to play when I have nothing to do. We are pretty good. When something happened to the class or school, he helped me out, although basically nothing happened. It's nothing more than giving someone a second look, and then I ran over to him and said that someone was staring at me, and he dragged me to find that person and said that you were looking at him and I took a look, and the eyeballs were pulled out for you. Of course, Yuan Zileng has never pulled anyone's eyeballs, but once took a knife and stabbed a student's butt. This matter has nothing to do with me. I have forgotten the specific incident, but the elementary school dared to use a knife. This is in our city. It caused a stir in elementary school gangsters. Several gangsters from other elementary schools came to our school to block him. They heard that he was "standing up with a stick" and threatened to "stick a stick". Later, Yuan Zaileng brought his own brother in the society, and only scared the students of several other schools away. Although the incident was over, Yuan Zaileng was regarded as an instant hit.
Brother Cong rarely fights because of his own affairs. In the sixth grade of elementary school, our class brought a math teacher from the countryside. He spoke with a big tongue. His classmates were naughty and liked to learn his speech. Yuan Zileng sat at the last table and squinted at him, and threatened that the math teacher would beat him if he dared to talk to him about his mother's words. He was indeed taller than the math teacher at that time, and we were all happy and didn't take it to heart. When I was in elementary school, I read Guo Jingming. Those sad little words are so suitable for my literary style. After reading this book with Yuan Zileng, I know how many flowers fall in my dreams, listen to you, poetry, sadness . Yuan Zileng said, can I understand it? I said about the same, there are not many new words, and the sense of substitution is strong, you can see. Brother Cong sat in the last row and watched "How Many Flowers Fall in a Dream" with relish. It is said that his reading is a good thing. In math class that day, the elder brother laughed while looking at it. The teacher's face was ugly and he wanted to confiscate the book. . Zai Leng said, I can't give you the book, the teacher scolded you to fuck your mother, Yuan Zai Leng said, do you dare to say it again? Then the teacher rolled up his arms and sleeves and scolded him again. Before he could finish scolding, he flew up and threw himself down on the thin teacher, and beat him on the ride. The classmates were dumbfounded, looking for the head teacher and pulling the frame. Because the sixth grade is about to graduate, and the age of compulsory education cannot be expelled, this matter will be settled after the parents apologize.
After graduating from elementary school, Yuan Zaileng went to the No. 4 middle school, where there were many gangsters. Junior high school is not compulsory education, and he was expelled for fighting before the second year of junior high school. When he was just expelled, he had been in the society for a while, loafing around, picking quarrels and provoking trouble. But he never asks students for money, even if he opens his mouth to borrow money from me, he is polite and will pay it back later. The rest of the campus bastards are too low compared to Yuan Zileng, he is like a chivalrous bastard.
Later, when I went to high school, I met less often, but because my home was close, I would still meet him. He always said that someone was bullying me, so he would call him, and his eyes would be pulled out. I said it's okay, it's okay, I'll find you if there's anything.
Later, when I went to college, he followed his eldest brother to start contracting construction projects, some private work after the completion of the real estate. I found a rural female teacher to be my daughter-in-law, and I lived a good life or not, and I have already left the world. Until another elementary school classmate got married last year, the two of us got together, and after taking a bath in the bathroom, we squeezed into the same bed as we did when we were young. This big brother in my eyes sat and chatted with me until three in the morning. He didn't regret dropping out of school, but he regretted that he had been fooling around in society for a few years, wasting the best of his youth, and that he didn't save money. Now he is often complained by his daughter-in-law. My daughter is about to give birth, and life looks pretty good, but there are places where people open their mouths and ask for money. He also talked about the anger between husband and wife, the calculations between friends, the ups and downs in business... There was a time when I felt that he was getting old, and that was when I realized that I was getting old too.
I was one of the few male students in our elementary school who went to college. I almost stopped contacting those classmates, only he would get together for a barbecue every year. From not doing his job properly to his prodigal son, he paid a lot of price. Now that he has become a father, he is no longer stunned when he walks, he is very stable, and he speaks politely, and I dare to call him "Yuan Zailing" directly. But those unbridled days are gone forever.
Maybe the prodigal son turned back, too late. But it is never too late for the prodigal son to turn back.
I hope his daughter is healthy, the family is harmonious, and the money is prosperous. In that circle, he can still maintain the face of the former "big brother". My brother doesn't have the ability to "pick eyeballs", but the strength of the mouth is still hard.
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