Ronan's Moonlit Journey Chapter 7

Chang Hao, pretending not to see it, and in retaliation, give more to Chuanri's subordinates in the labor class.

At that time, when we went to school, in addition to carrying school bags, each of us also carried a excrement dustpan with a excrement scoop. We collected excrement and handed it to the school. Each person was given a task of thirty kilograms of excrement, including dog excrement, cow excrement, and human excrement, as long as it was excrement. Dog poop is short, easy to dry, and has no weight. Even if you see it, you are too lazy to pick it up. Human feces can't be fished out in one's own manure tank, and "the fat water doesn't flow to other people's fields." Cow dung is divided into yellow cow dung and buffalo dung. The cow dung is smaller in size and divided into several stalls. The cattle often pull it while walking. The buffalo defecate while standing still, and once it is soaked, it weighs one to twenty kilograms, sometimes twenty or thirty kilograms, which the locals call "cow dung dumplings." Early in the morning, in the morning light, if you encounter a pile of cow dung on the roadside at the entrance of the village, everyone will jump on it with joy, and your excitement will be like picking up a big wallet.

The first thing you do when you arrive at school is to hand over the manure to the school, which will be weighed by the monitor. His people always overfulfilled their tasks, and Chuanri's men (except Chuanri) were always falling short. No one can read the scales except the husband, who is sleeping at the moment. If the husband is not there, Chang Hao will be the husband, and of course he knows how to weigh a scale. No one has ever doubted this. In order to gather enough weight, Chuanri's men often mixed mud and buried sand in the manure. They always checked carefully and were very successful in exposing them every time.

One day it rained, and all the farmers' children went to school barefoot. I was the only one wearing rain boots. The outside of the rain boots was covered with a ball of mud, and the shape of the rain boots could no longer be seen. I trudged in the rain holding an umbrella, and walking was very inconvenient. Each foot weighs more than ten pounds. I take a few steps and shake it off to shake off some mud, but I don't dare to shake it hard for fear that the rain boots will be shaken off too. As I walked forward, I got stuck in the mud again. It took me a long time to pull my foot out, but the rain boots didn't move at all. I quickly put my feet back into the boots and shook them to loosen the boots. My classmates ran past me, splashing mud and water on purpose. They crowded under the eaves and watched me make a fool of myself in the rain.

I originally wanted to take off my rain boots and carry them in my hands (that's what Chang Hao did, he took off his cloth shoes and put them together face down and put them into his schoolbag). But my rain boots are too high for the book bag, and they are full of mud, which will stain the books. It is also very inconvenient to carry it in your hands. You only have two hands in total, and you have to hold the umbrella and hold the manure scoop. Even if you free up one hand to carry the rain boots, they can't go very far with two 20-pound rain boots, not to mention the students are shouting I want to borrow my rain boots. Their feet were full of mud, and you could easily put them in their rain boots. If I had known better, I would have gone to school barefoot, without an umbrella, and would have just worn a straw hat on my head (like Chang Hao and others).

At that time, my father agreed with me doing this, but my mother did not. She believed that walking barefoot in the mud was not something that could be learned in an instant and had to be done slowly. She gave an example: When we wear rain boots and walk on muddy ground, at least 10 or 20 pounds of mud will stick to our feet, and more and more mud will stick to us, and it will become heavier and heavier. In the end, it will be difficult to walk even an inch. When the locals wear cloth shoes when walking in the rain, not only do their feet stay free of mud, but their shoes don't even get wet! Watch them jump around and choose their way, there is always a way (their lightness and strength are like those in the martial arts). Wearing shoes is the same, but the effect is different (our shoes are still specialized rain boots). Even if I'm barefoot, the situation is definitely different. Even if the gravel and sand won't cut my feet, there are no sharp objects in the mud. If I can't stand firmly, I might slip! My mother said: "Let Xiaotao wear rain boots and hold an umbrella again, but don't forget to observe how the rural children walk barefoot." But I found that when they walked, there was no difference between one foot in front and one foot behind.

Several classmates tried to grab my rain boots, but Chang Hao stopped them all. After a while, he himself offered to wear my wellies. He said that he wore shoes all the way here and took them off only when he reached the classroom door. Unlike them, there was no mud on his feet and it would not stain my rain boots. As he spoke, he stretched out his big foot for me to see. I thought his feet were too big and would burst my rain boots, so I refused. Later, it was reported that Rin asked me for rain boots, but Chang Hao stood aside and stopped talking to me.

Chuanri invited me to fly, and when his arm was twisted to a certain extent, he asked me if he could borrow his rain boots? I cried and said, "Borrow me." Then he let me go. I sat on the desk and took off my rain boots, feeling ashamed with my bare feet dangling. My feet are white and fat, with no mud stuck to them. Rumor has it that they look like two pig's hooves, of course they are pig's hooves with the black hair shaved off and prepared for stewing soup.

When Chuanri was about to put his feet into my rain boots, Chang Hao said, "I'll put them on first, my feet are cleaner than yours." Chuanri stared at him for a long time, and then he actually agreed. In this way, Chang Hao put on the rain boots as a matter of course, and there was no need to ask for my favor.

He went for a run outside the classroom, and there was less mud on his boots. Then he was no longer visible from where I sat. Chang Hao must have gone to the river, stretched out his feet and rinsed himself in the water, and he came back again. Not only did the rain boots take on a new shape, but the plastic and rubber uppers also began to shine. Chang Hao wiped the mud off the soles of his boots on the threshold of the classroom and walked in. Chuanri put on my rain boots and never took them off all morning.

I sat on the desk and refused to get down or touch my feet to express my protest against their banditry. When the teacher wakes up, he will come to class. He would ask me why I was sitting on the table? I said, "I can't get on the ground without shoes." The husband would ask, "Where are the shoes?" I said nothing, and he would say, "I can't get on the ground without shoes? Aren't we all barefoot?" Because Mr. Wear your own wellies. The husband asked me again: "Where are the shoes?" I said: "The shoes were worn by Chuanri." I wouldn't say Chang Hao, because although Chang Hao wore my rain boots, he didn't take them from my hand. And I don’t want him to say anything about the Chinese language book.

Seeing that the teacher was about to appear, Chuanri became uneasy. He asked me to get off the desk, but I didn't listen. Chuanri came to pull me and pulled me off the desk. The floor in the classroom was also muddy, but because it hadn't rained, it didn't stick to my feet. Even though the soles of my feet turned black after I got off the ground, the entire top of my feet was still clean. Chuanri was worried and wanted to drag me outside. I hugged a pillar and didn't let go. Chang Hao came over and broke my hand. He and Chuanri held me from left to right and dragged me out of the classroom. My weight was on both of them, my legs curled up, trying not to let my feet touch the mud. They didn't put me down midway. They seemed to have some destination. The two of them cooperated in a tacit understanding and walked straight forward with me on their shoulders.