80s Taoism

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Gong Ziyuan has just started working not long ago, and his monthly salary is less than 100 yuan, and this 5 yuan is almost his income for two days. Although teaching in Tianzichong Primary School basically didn't cost much, five yuan was enough for Gong Ziyuan's heartache.

"Zhang Jiaohua." When school was over, Gong Ziyuan stopped Zhang Jiaohua. I kind of want to return the Anzhai Talisman to Zhang Jiaohua, but it's not that I can't bear the five yuan. Instead, he was worried that the fact that he had bought talismans from Zhang Jiaohua was exposed, and it would be embarrassing.

"Mr. Gong, what's the matter?" Zhang Jiaohua looked at Teacher Gong a little strangely, thinking that he asked how to use the Anzhai Talisman, "Just put the Anzhai Talisman under the pillow. If the teacher still needs it, I can give you one after I make an amulet."

"Uh, it's not about this. I asked you about the Anzhai Talisman, so don't tell others." Gong Ziyuan didn't plan to return the Talisman, and five yuan would be regarded as a loss in a card game. In the school, among several colleagues, they would also play cards after the students had nothing to do after school. But they are all in points. Five bucks is almost enough to win or lose for a month.

"I'm sure I won't tell others." Zhang Jiaohua has no one to tell, and the only one who plays with him in the whole village is the dumb one. The mute's hearing is not very good, and Zhang Jiaohua doesn't talk to him much. Usually the mute is talking in a babble.

After school, Gong Ziyuan returned to his room with his textbooks and lesson plans in his hands, and sat in the room smoking a Xianglingshan brand cigarette. These cigarettes are not cheap, a pack costs twenty-eight cents. It is much more advanced than dry tobacco leaves or bulk mechanical cigarettes smoked by ordinary people in the countryside.

"What did you think?" Gong Ziyuan couldn't figure out why he would be so impulsive today that he would spend five yuan to buy a talisman from a first-grade pupil who might have drawn it casually.

Gong Ziyuan took out the talisman from the textbook, opened it, and found that although the drawing inside was very weird, it was indeed very organized, and it didn't look like a graffiti made by the first grade of elementary school.

"It doesn't matter. I've already bought it." Gong Ziyuan shook his head. Refolded the rune and put it under the pillow.

There are several acres of vegetable fields around Meizi'ao Primary School. These lands were allocated to the school when it was the Meizi'ao brigade. Now the brigade has been converted into a village, and no one touches the private plot of the school. There are 7 teachers and principals in the school. The private plot was divided into seven pieces. Gong Ziyuan only came to school this year, so the land allocated to him was naturally chosen by other teachers.

Although Gong Ziyuan grew up in the town, there are not many people in this era who don't understand farming. Moreover, after arriving at Meiziao, Gong Ziyuan had to start the fire by himself, and there was no place to buy vegetable leaves, and he was embarrassed to always go to other people's fields to pick vegetables, so he reluctantly grew some vegetables himself.

"Mr. Gong, you plant a lot of varieties in this field. But this season is not right. Look at the beans. Although you are also called late beans, you plant them too late. These beans like hot weather. Now it is the beginning of autumn. Once there is frost, you will lose all your beans." Zhang Shunlin is the cub of Zhang Dechun, the secretary of the village. Dozens of dollars a month is definitely better than being a farmer.

Gong Ziyuan smiled awkwardly. When I came here, I didn't know much about planting crops, so I bought a few seeds from the seed company in the town. After receiving it, I didn't expect that it was either planted early or late, which made a big joke. Gong Ziyuan didn't care, since the crops were planted, he came to loosen the soil, pull the grass, and water them every day, hoping that these crops could be harvested. Mine is called off-season dishes. Do you understand it? It's terrible to be uneducated.

Gong Ziyuan's ridge is indeed not good, it is too close to the classroom, so a small part of it is blocked by the classroom from the sunlight. By the way, the snake killed in the morning was in the ditch beside his vegetable field. Gong Ziyuan saw that there was still blood that had dried up in that place.

Gong Ziyuan didn't bother to take care of the weeds on the edge of the vegetable field, so they grew luxuriantly. This is also the reason why the black-snake snake came here. If it weren't for those naughty kids, it would be hard to find the trace.

Just as Gong Ziyuan was looking at the grass beside the vegetable field, the grass suddenly shook.

what is that? Gong Ziyuan took a closer look, ah! It's a snake!

Gong Ziyuan is not as courageous as Mei Ziao's kid. He's not too courageous, otherwise he wouldn't dare to live alone in Meizi'ao Primary School, where there is no village and no shop behind. But no matter how daring a person is, there will be something to be afraid of. Gong Ziyuan is most afraid of snakes. When he sees snakes, his feet become soft.

Gong Ziyuan threw away the hoe and ran away.

"Mr. Gong, why are you running in such a panic?" Zhang Shunlin immediately asked with concern when he saw Gong Ziyuan's strange behavior.

"Snake, snake!" Gong Ziyuan's voice trembled a little.

"A snake, what are you afraid of? I heard that in the morning, the boy who ran the stables got a black-snake snake that weighed several kilograms. Unfortunately, I had something to do in the morning, so I came late. Otherwise, I would have been lucky. Let me tell you, the first mountain delicacy here in Meizi'ao is snake meat. My father's position as the village party secretary was exchanged for a bowl of snake meat. My father's snake meat cooking skills are absolutely top-notch. Come to my house someday, and I will let you experience it." Zhang Shunlin went to Gongzi Yuancai. Go in the direction of the ground.

Gong Ziyuan's face turned pale from shock. Hearing Zhang Shunlin talk about snake meat, waves rolled in his chest, and he almost vomited out his lunch.

Looking at Gong Ziyuan's appearance, Zhang Shunlin couldn't help laughing, the city people are really timid. But when Zhang Shunlin walked into Gong Ziyuan's vegetable field and saw the grass on the ground, he also let out a sigh of relief.

snake! So many snakes!

No matter how courageous Zhang Shunlin was, he couldn't help but retreat several steps.

The ditch was densely packed with snakes!

Zhang Jiaohua returned home, quickly picked up dinner, then ran into the main room, and took down all the yellow paper, cinnabar and other items that his father had bought in the town that day. Today I finally drew an Anzhai Talisman at school, and Teacher Gong bought it for five yuan. He did not intend to expand production and increase income levels. Instead, I want to draw the Anzhai Talisman as soon as possible and put it at home safely.

Because of killing the Wushao Snake King this morning, Zhang Jiaohua felt a little uneasy. It's not that Zhang Jiaohua didn't want to stop what happened in the morning, but that he couldn't stop it at all. Villagers already have the concept of "seeing a snake is not a three-point crime". This black-headed snake is non-venomous, and any kid in the countryside would dare to catch it with bare hands. Killing a snake is nothing to rural people. If Zhang Jiaohua tried to stop it, it would only make others think he was crazy. Zhang Jiaohua couldn't stop it either. So many senior students surrounded there. How could Zhang Jiaohua, a first-year student, stop it?

But when this happened, Zhang Jiaohua had a premonition that something unusual would happen. So I am eager to secure the Anzhai Talisman at home.