Chapter 309 The old man gets bad or the bad guy gets old
Chujiu said that Chongqing is a hard-working city.
Just after six o'clock in the morning, there was a long queue at the bus stop, and most of them were people working across the river.
After queuing for half an hour, it was finally our turn, and we saw three gray-haired old men rushing through the queue, covering a distance of more than 20 meters in the blink of an eye, and appeared next to Chujiu and me.
"Young man, please give up your seat. My old man is not in good health and cannot stand for a long time. You go to the back of the queue."
Chujiu nodded obediently in agreement. The three white-haired old men jumped in line when they encountered someone easy to talk to, and started arguing when they encountered someone difficult to talk to. In short, in less than two minutes, the three of them stood at the front of the long queue.
After a while, several white-haired old men appeared with bundles of vegetables in their hands. The leading old man also used his body to push away the people in line, leading the people behind him straight to the front of the line.
"How many of you won't line up to show off?"
A middle-aged woman in the middle of the team made a dissatisfied voice of justice. The leading old man showed a meaningful smile, and then swayed to the woman.
With a cry of "Ouch, my heart hurts." the old man fell at the woman's feet and hugged the woman's ankle with one arm.
"Spicy hot pot! Do you want claws? I'm wrong. You have a lot of them. Think I'm just a fart. Let me let you go."
Amidst the panicked screams of the woman, the old man got up from the ground with a look of disdain on his face, his eyes full of pride. In such a long team, no one could fight!
Note: "Mala hot pot" generally refers to a more civilized local emotional expression, similar to the two-character mantra in other places.
When he saw another group of elderly people carrying Tai Chi swords on their backs and wearing exercise uniforms showing off their skills through the queue, Chujiu looked at the yellow line getting closer and closer behind him and understood that this bus would definitely not be crowded.
Went up.
"Guo Guo, let's take a taxi. The bus will definitely be too late."
On the ninth day of the lunar month, I left the queue innocently.
A neatly dressed old man not far behind him saw Chujiu with his head hanging down and an unhappy look on his face, and he shook his head helplessly.
"I don't know how much contribution these individuals have made to the country. They have to compete with young people at work and students for buses. Can they lose a piece of meat by waiting in line for a while? They are all so old, how shameless they are.
No more."
The words of the old man standing in line resonated with the people around him who were also waiting in line, and instantly formed a fierce crusade mode.
In the taxi, Chujiu muttered unhappily. He really didn't expect that a person of such an age could be such a rogue.
I originally thought that I would be able to buy several bottles of drinks with the taxi money left over from taking the bus.
"I thought that all the elderly in our country had received Mao Zedong's teachings and had a high level of ideological consciousness. I thought that the elderly in the city were starting to become bad, and they wouldn't be ashamed to rob the bus with children."
Chujiu said that the bad guys in his impression were old men. The old man said that when he was young, he saw the group of young people wearing red armbands on their arms, and they were really bad. They had so many ways to bully people that he could never imagine.
We happened to encounter a crowded roadside and the taxi was driving at a very fast speed. When the driver heard Chujiu's words, he turned around with a smile and asked Chujiu if he heard the joke.
"What kind of joke is that? If it's not funny, it's better not to tell it."
Chujiu looked at the increasing red numbers on the taxi meter and said something funny to the driver and refused to pay the taxi for a while.
The driver's elder brother told us that he has a son with excellent grades who is in the third grade of junior high school.
At that time, his son had just been promoted from elementary school to junior high school, and he was particularly excited when the school's first general meeting was held.
When I got home in the evening, I happily told myself that the principal made an important decision and gave the responsibility of cleaning the school to their first-grade students.
At the first general meeting after the second grade of junior high school, the boy, who was very familiar with every corner of the school, looked at the first-year students standing in line next door, thinking that it was finally over, and the days of cleaning the school were finally over.
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The principal looked at the students standing neatly below with satisfaction, full of joy.
"Last year, the first-year junior high school students performed very well. We can have such a good campus environment today only because of their hard work. We give them warm applause!"
"As the saying goes, you can't glean the wool from a sheep. After careful consideration, I decided to hand over the job of cleaning the campus to the second-year students of junior high school this year. I hope that the second-year students can perform better."
The boy suddenly became depressed, stared at the principal on the stage in disbelief, and began to worry about his future.
A year later, the boy finally made it to the third grade of junior high school.
At the all-hands meeting, the boy thought to himself that this uncountable principal should make some changes this year.
A few days ago, the TV news specifically commended the principal for making a significant contribution to logic teaching ability.
Sure enough, the principal stood on the stage and apologized to the second-year junior high school students.
Last year, I made a little joke with my sophomore classmates and asked them to clean the campus for another year.
This is quite unfair. The principal told everyone that he has made a very serious review.
"So, I decided: this year, first-year junior high school students don't have to clean the school!"
"Similarly, the second-year junior high school students who worked hard last year don't have to clean the school!"
"This year, I decided to give this key task to the third-year junior high school students. Although they still have to face the high school entrance examination, this is also a way to sharpen themselves. As the saying goes, great responsibilities will be handed down from heaven..."
There was an explosion in the audience. The principal thought that the students who were about to take the high school entrance examination could not bear the pressure, so he coughed and spoke emotionally about his life experience for more than an hour.
"Haha, this joke is not funny at all."
Chujiu curled his lips. The son of the driver's brother would probably never forget that he met such an outstanding principal in his life until his death.
"Think about this joke again."
After passing the slow and congested road, the taxi started to drive very fast.
"What's there to think about? Your son is unlucky. He has been cleaning the school for three years. That weird principal has tricked the same people for three years."
Chujiu said casually, for such a simple logical problem, you can figure out the reason without thinking at all.
I glanced at the driver's meaningful smile from the rearview mirror, and suddenly thought why he told us this joke at this time, he is also an expert!
"On the ninth day of the lunar month, think about what happened ahead."
I reminded Chujiu, who was leaning out of the window and staring out at the breakfast stall on the roadside.
"Holy crap! It turns out it's not the old people who have become bad, it's the bad guys who wear red armbands who bully the people!"