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Chapter Eleven: Eliminating Harm for the People

Huang Han has completed his homework and hasn't figured out what to do for the moment?

I moved a low stool and sat opposite Huang Xin. I found that she was doing math application problems seriously. I did not disturb her, but instead took out her tenth Chinese textbook and read it carefully.

After reading for a while, after finishing the question, Huang Xin saw Huang Han focusing on his Chinese textbook, laughed out loud and said, "Do you understand? You pretend to be serious. Are you looking for the pictures inside?"

"Please remove the word "Do"? Of course I can understand it. I tell you that I have already learned it. At this time, the spirit knows the heart and almost forgets it."

Huang Xin said disdainfully: "You can really brag, but you can still use two idioms in a row and make progress. I will teach you another idiom today!"

"Haha, there is no need. I can do all the idioms you know. If you have any idioms you don't understand, can you ask me?"

"Okay, what does the idiom mean to be arrogant? Hehe..."

"I don't need to explain the meaning of this idiom. I think you know it, but I can teach you an idiom that will block your eyes and avoid seeing Mount Tai."

"Are you coaxing the ghost? Is this an idiom?"

It is possible that most of the idioms Huang Xin comes into contact with are four words. If she only says half of them, she will think they are idioms.

"Don't worry, you will be able to deeply understand this idiom immediately, listen..." Huang Han picked the longest text in the tenth Chinese text book and read it aloud in standard Mandarin.

At first, Huang Xin was still smiling and waiting for Huang Han to get stuck, but after reading two or three sentences, her smile froze. After listening to a few more sentences, she was shocked.

She had just learned this text, and she had to recite the fourth paragraph in it, but she hadn't been able to recite it yet!

Huang Han finished reading in one breath without a pause. He looked at Huang Xin who was already stupid and said with a smile:

"A leaf blocks the eyes and cannot see Mount Tai. It means: a leaf blocks the eyes and cannot even see the tall Mount Tai in front of you. Generally speaking, it is a metaphor for short-sightedness."

Suddenly Huang Xin became excited. She ignored whether Huang Han was laughing at all. She looked short-sighted and pulled Huang Han into her arms and kissed Huang Han on the face for more than ten times.

Huang Han struggled and complained: "Your saliva has smeared my face. Is it disgusting?"

"Okay! You dare to dislike your sister." Huang Xin refused to let Huang Han go even more and deliberately did not hold her saliva, which made Huang Han feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit.

At this time, Huang Han remembered his age and hurriedly begged for mercy to escape from Huang Xin's claws.

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded, and a thin child about two or three centimeters taller than Huang Han ran over and asked, "Huang Han, have you finished your homework today?"

Of course Huang Han knew this child. His name was Liu Xiaoming. His family and neighbors called him Xiaoming. He was one year older than Huang Han and went to the fourth grade. He played with Huang Han since childhood. He often got together when he grew up.

During this period, there were too many children named Xiao Ming. If you shout at the school gate, dozens of children might agree.

Huang Han asked Liu Xiaoming to get together a few days before Soul Piercing. At this time, he saw the reduced version of him as thin as a monkey. He felt funny and forced himself to hold it back, saying, "I've finished it in school. Is there anything you have to do?"

Liu Xiaoming asked: "Do you dare to fight with us today?"

Huang Han remembers the game "Jiaojiaoer" which has the nature of gambling enlightenment.

"Jiujia" is made of two pieces of paper folded in half from the middle and then folded into a square, which can distinguish the front and back sides at a glance.

During the game, the children raised their "corners" high and swung them to the ground with all their strength. The goal was to aim at the "corners" of other children on the ground.

As long as the target "Jiujiao" is turned over, it is considered a victory. Not only can you take the "Jiujiao" you turned over for yourself, but you can also continue to sweep until you fail to sweep others.

At this time, your "Jiujiao" will retain the last time you are used to, waiting for other children to turn over, and repeat it in this way.

Some of the more intriguing children can kill the world, but they don’t have to buy homework books. It’s enough to rebind them by disassembling the “corners”.

Children who often lose will bother their parents to buy homework books every few days. Some confused parents think that their children are serious about studying and not even enough homework books, but they don’t know that they actually lost a bet.

Although Liu Xiaoming's parents are basically uneducated, they both have jobs. The family of five has a regular household registration. His father works as a chef in the county government guesthouse, so the family is in good financial conditions.

He doesn't have to win the binding workbook by squeezing "Jiujiao" and therefore doesn't mind that "Jiujiao" is not new paper or white paper.

But Huang Han, who is malnourished, really has no strength and does not know the skills, so he has never won the "Jiaojiaoer".

Every time, Liu Xiaoming, who loves to play, won and threw two of them back, so as not to lose all Huang Han go home alone, and without a playmate, it will not be lively.

Huang Han, who was in his forties, was not interested in playing with this thing. Moreover, it rubbed around the corners of the walls and crawled around. The clothes on his body would become dirty in less than half an hour, and there was no need to mention the mud in the cracks in his nails.

Huang Han finally knew why he was so dirty? It was caused by the frequent "rolling the iron rings", "corners", and crawling on the ground to shoot marbles.

In this era, the sanitary conditions in cities were too poor, and the scents were full of urine. If you were not careful, you might step on the poop.

Huang Han is not willing to play these mentally retarded games anymore. Moreover, even having the wisdom of an uncle is useless. The fate is to be like those children who are at least one year older than Huang Han. The result will definitely be more losses and less wins.

He refused: "I just changed my clothes today and can't get dirty, let's do it someday!"

"Hehe, you are afraid of losing. It doesn't matter. As long as I win, I will give it back to you. Let's continue playing."

"It's not that we're afraid of losing, but that we think it's boring. Why don't we go to fight sparrows together tomorrow?"

Liu Xiaoming is one of the most playful kids in the alleys. He has been like this since childhood. His life was really bad later, but he still had fun and drove his little broken car to find the wild river to fish.

He was very interested when he heard Huang Han's suggestion to fight sparrows, but he had no confidence in his skills. In his memory, Huang Han's skills were not as good as him, and he felt that it was very likely that he would come back empty-handed for more than an hour.

He said: "Fighting sparrows is indeed more fun than slapping "Jiujiao", but we don't have air guns, and using slingshots is a complete chance. I guess we are not lucky, and I'm afraid even a sparrow can't be beaten."

At this time, gun control was not strict. Air guns were openly sold in sports goods counters in larger cities. Sanshui Department Stores also often sold them, but they were relatively in short supply and were often out of stock.

Of course, Huang Han’s family won’t own such a high-end thing. Too many people can afford it and will not buy it. There is only one reason, because they are afraid that the child will accidentally hurt people when playing with air guns and cause trouble.

The Liu Xiaoming family is the latter. Although Liu Xiaoming and his older brother Liu Xiaogang, who is two years older than him, both long for enviable air guns, their parents are unmoved.

Huang Han remembered that he was not trying to beat the sparrows for entertainment at all. Alas! Although the sparrows are small, they have a little meat. If they can beat three or five, they can be considered as eating some meat dishes.
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