"Hey, the class is over next week, and the exam will be next next week!"

When Wang Gang returned to the dormitory, he quickly told everyone the news.

Generally speaking, when everyone hears the exam, they react very strongly, discussing how to deal with it and further confirming the accuracy of the news. But today it was really strange. They all looked at Wang Gang like every time they heard it. They just kept lying on the bed and closed their eyes to rest.

"Hey, you're like this today, aren't you afraid?"

Wang Gang went to bed a little annoyed.

"Haha, we have known this for a long time, what's there to be afraid of!"

Xu Liang replied with a smile.

"No! You know what it means if you don't tell me?"

Wang Gang had known it a long time after hearing it, but he didn't know it alone, so he was completely anxious.

"Don't be excited! When will you see you all day long?"

Xu Liang blocked Wang Gang's mouth with just one word.

"You dream of Zhou Gong in class all day long, you are not afraid of being a ghost!"

When Wang Gang thought that during this period, he was indeed almost not in the dormitory except for eating and sleeping, so he wanted to learn some scriptures from these masters.

"Hahaha, it's okay! Next week's class, we will write down the key points of the teacher and make it into entrainment!"

Xu Liang said while smiling.

"But, how can I bring so many in!"

Wang Gang thought at this time that the teacher talked about the key points of each course. If you have such a thick book, you will only have to copy it several pages!

"It's okay! Go to bed quickly! There will naturally be a solution when the time comes!"

With Xu Liang's voice, he went to bed! Unexpectedly, these guys actually fell asleep. Maybe it was because everyone was tired at noon!

At this time, Wang Gang was lying in bed but couldn't sleep, because when he was in middle school, everyone was trying hard to review the exam, but he was idle all day long. That was because he had a good relationship with good students in the whole grade. Therefore, no matter how the teacher adjusted his seat, he could always get a very ideal score! But now everyone is all day long, and they are carefully organizing their internal affairs, and the teacher is basically talking alone in class. What should we do! Just when he was worried, he suddenly laughed!

Wang Gang remembered the English test in high school! At that time, in order for everyone to get familiar with and master the answer sheets, the school sent out the most five or six English test papers, but the fewest ones were given, because except for the answer sheet, it was just a mistake and writing! So every time I got the test paper, I first found the answer sheet, wrote the class and name, and then picked up the 2b pencil and painted all the multiple-choice questions at once! Find a paragraph of reading, copy a few lines of English words and everything would be fine, and then look at the table quietly and wait until the thirty minutes arrived, because the school stipulates that the time for handing in each exam should not be less than thirty minutes. When the second count comes, he will quickly go to hand in the paper!

So basically every time he is the first person to walk out of the exam room! Then he wanders around the campus! So he thought, how great it would be if it were a question sheet!

In the next week, Wang Gang and his team became very serious in every class, constantly outlining the things that the teacher paused or paid attention to. Evening self-study was even more exaggerated. Those who were usually addicted to smoking suddenly seemed to forget what they were thinking about! Everyone was refreshed and kept copying! Compared to the countdown to the 100-day sprint for the college entrance examination, it can be said that it was evenly matched! Because everyone hoped to change their destiny in the college entrance examination, but here they made a living for a smooth graduation!

"What are you doing! Hurry up!"

One day after evening self-study, Wang Gang saw Zhang Chun running towards the school gate, so he asked curiously!

"Let's go! You'll know when you go!"

Zhang Chun said with a bad smile.

After the last time, Wang Gang was very concerned about this guy, because when others copied fake carry, he always slept, but when the self-study bell rings, he seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. He didn't know what he was holding and ran towards the school gate!

"Boss, the same thing! Shrink 50%! Four times! Then put the four pictures together and copy them once, and then shrink 50%!"

Zhang Chun smiled and said to the boss while looking at Wang Gang embarrassedly.

"Can you see clearly if you're so small?"

When Wang Gang saw that the boss’s copy was nothing else, but the point they marked in the morning, he suddenly realized that this guy’s head was definitely not ordinary people, and he even used high-tech cheating! Looking at the boss’ two or four pieces of paper, the dense words were shrunk several times, and finally put them on a piece of paper, he asked Zhang Chun curiously!

"You can tell at first glance?"

As Zhang Chun said that, he handed the copied entrainment to Wang Gang.

When I was in the backward entrainment of Wang Gang, I couldn't believe my eyes because my handwriting was clear, so I didn't want to reduce the copy, but it was more like a keyboard typing, and then it was made with black.

"But this is a whole piece, and it's not easy to get!"

Suddenly Wang Gang had a new problem.

"Haha, I've thought about it all, cut it off, and then fold it into an accordion, and then all the problems will be solved!"

Zhang Chun smiled and took a few accordion-like appearances and stacks of paper into Wang Gang's hands.

At this moment, Wang Gang was completely conquered by Zhang Chun's "intelligence", so he followed Zhang Chun for the rest of his life. Unexpectedly, in this way, all subject exams passed the green light.

After attending this semester, after the last class meeting, Wang Gang quickly ran towards the telephone booth of the apartment as usual. Because he was busy with exams every day during this period, he didn't bother to call Liu Xia. He was about to tell her all the green lights that he had passed the five levels and six generals through the news. Unfortunately, he called for a long time and no one answered it. In the end, he had no choice but to return to the dormitory with regrets, picked up his already prepared luggage, and ran towards the three-wheeled motorcycle at the school gate.

"Mom, I'm back!"

As soon as I entered the gate, I shouted!

"You go to the kang to warm up for a while!"

I'll be back later to cook for you.

Wang Gang put his luggage, kicked his shoes on the ground, and quickly got into the quilt because there were heating in the classroom and dormitory in the school. Although he had a stove when he returned home, he looked at the ice in the water tank and was extremely cold! After sitting for a long time, his mother had not come back and his body slowly warmed up. So he got off the kang to see what his mother was busy with. As long as he went home and entered the front foot, his mother would definitely come back and hurry up to cook. What happened today?

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Wang Gang looked at his father, mother, brother and cousin, digging a hole in the open space in front of the door. After saying hello to everyone, because the ground was frozen, there was only a small white dot on it when the pickaxe was dug, so he asked in confusion.

"Haha, it's really time for you to come back. I'm worried that no one will pull the pig's legs!"

While digging hard, my cousin teased Wang Gang for being lucky.

"Why do you want to kill a pig!"

When Wang Gang heard the pig's legs pulling, he vaguely understood that digging a hole was like this.

"Yes! The price of live pigs this year is too cheap! Our two families killed the remaining few and sold them directly on Laba episode!"

Mom said to Wang Gang a little sadly.

It turned out that my mother saw that the pig farmer in the village had a good income last year, so she and her cousin arrested a few of them and prepared to sell them for a good price to subsidize the household income. But unexpectedly, today's pigs were like the first year of watermelons, and the second year of watermelons must have smelled in the field, even more so!

"Don't we have the big pot of tofu?"

Wang Gang remembered that in the past, he used to kill pigs in an abandoned tofu pot. He cooked a pot of water and blanched several heads without adding hot water.

"Last year, your uncle asked him to borrow it, but the bottom of the pot leaked!"

Dad said a little angry.

"There's not a big tank. When we were in the ground kiln (digging a four-piece square pit from the flat ground and then digging the cave inside), we would tie a rafter to the tree and it would be hot in a while?"

Wang Gang saw everyone digging hard and asked anxiously.

"Good brother, don't just talk, let's dig a few times!"

My cousin smiled and handed the pickaxe to Wang Gang.

"no problem!"

Wang Gang said, "I went down the pickaxe. Because I didn't wear gloves, my whole hand felt like it was electrocuted and my arm was shocked, but I still grinned and raised it to continue digging for a few times."

"Haha, I'll do it! You all shake the pens! Nowadays, people dig a hole, put plastic paper on it, boil a few pots of hot water and put a few iron shovels, control the water temperature, and a few times will make a pig!"

Seeing Wang Gang's embarrassing look, my cousin quickly returned the pickaxe in his hand, and then told him what was going on.

"Then why didn't you turn a fire on this piece last night and let it be roasted slowly, so why wouldn't it be easier to dig today?"

Wang Gang saw everyone having a pickaxe and a small piece, and he was digging hard, so he asked in confusion.

"You didn't see snow all around, but it was even more difficult to dig! Go to the kang and sit and ask your mother to cook for you!"

At this time, the father who was standing next to him without saying a word, looked at his son who was wearing thin clothes and bent over and rubbed his hands. If he couldn't work, he would not affect everyone's concentration. So he urged him to go back quickly.

"oh!"

Because my father often gave Wang Gang a kind heart and almost never gave him a good face. In addition, he was too naughty when he was down and was beaten a lot, so he walked towards the house in shame.

"Mom, can we kill a pig? Who else can kill it?"

Wang Gang sat on the kang and asked in confusion as he looked at his mother who was making fire.

"You must be a few of you, and there are two of your third uncle's family. Zai has already found someone!"

Mom said with a smile.

"Isn't there anyone who specializes in slaughtering pigs? This year, we have to slaughter it in front of our own yard?"

At this time, Wang Gang remembered the scene when he was a child that his mother asked his neighbor to put the pig on a cart and then pulled him to the neighboring village to slaughter, so he asked in confusion.

"In previous years, one head was 30 yuan, and one head was 50 yuan this year. Our two families wanted nine yuan, so they would give them nearly 500 yuan. Anyway, they are idle now, and they have not killed pigs and respected the gods for several years!"

Mom explained to Wang Gang while talking to each other.

"Oh, can you kill nine heads in a day?"

At this time, Wang Gang was a little worried when so many pigs could be killed.

"There are four brothers and four wives, and they have to kill dozens of them a day. If we don't have any intestines and blood, we will definitely be able to kill them all!"

Mom smiled and said to Wang Gang.

Seeing his mother happy, Wang Gang didn't say anything anymore, but killing nine pigs in a day depends on their fancy tricks. Unless a miracle happens, he starts his dream of spring and autumn in the quilt.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!