My classmate Da Laohan

Han Dekui was my classmate in elementary school in the mid-1960s. Everyone nicknamed him "Da Lao Han" because of the homophony of the word "Han". It didn't mean that he was honest, but that he was honest. He is stupid and not very smart.

In the 1960s, when farmers’ children wanted to leave the countryside, there were only two ways to integrate into the city. One was to join the army, and the other was to go to school. But how many ordinary farm children could get such an opportunity? .

The examination room for our primary school graduation examination is located in the central primary school where I am. Fresh graduates from eight primary schools in the commune, and hundreds of candidates have their admission ticket numbers mixed together, and their seats are uniformly arranged to take the exam. Coincidentally, Dekui and I were assigned to the same table. The evening before the exam, Aunt Han learned that Dekui and I were sitting at the same table. She hurriedly found me and held my hand. Tears started to flow down her face before I even opened my mouth. She choked and said to me: "Dekui's father died young. Before he died, his father said to me: No matter how difficult life is, Dekui must study hard so that he can have a bright future! It's not easy for me to drag him down like this. You Don't think he is stupid, but he has a good heart. It's all my fault for letting him help me work in the fields and delaying his studies. You have to help him in this exam no matter what. Dekui's future fate depends on you. !" He started crying. My heart trembled, and I knew that these tears contained Aunt Han's self-blame, and the mother's expectations for her son's future...

I felt that this trust was heavier than Mount Tai!

I thought that Dekui often helped me till the vegetable garden and weed, and he often went to the well with me to help me carry water and do housework. Looking at Aunt Han with tears streaming down her face, I felt uncomfortable and worried. After thinking about it for a while, I secretly made up my mind that no matter how dangerous it was, I must "help my brother" at this critical moment, and I risked it all!

On the day of the exam, we came to school early and lined up to listen to the principal announce the discipline of the exam room. Then enter the examination room according to your examination number. The formation was really heavily guarded and filled with "murderous intent", which was heart-stopping. Every ten steps outside the classroom, there is a teacher standing guard, and there are two teachers in the classroom to supervise the exam; their facial expressions are as serious as ice cubes with a layer of frost hanging on them. We, the mountain kids who had never seen the world, were extremely nervous. Thinking that this exam is related to whether we can get into the county middle school, if we can get into the county middle school, it means that we, the children of farmers, have taken the first step forward to enter the city. Thinking of this, my heart kept beating like a rabbit, and my palms became sweaty. I peeked at Dekui sitting on my left with the corner of my eye, hey! As if nothing happened, they sat there with their hands behind their backs and their backs straight, listening to the invigilator announcing the exam disciplines one by one. I secretly admired this guy for how calm he was. He didn't panic when faced with such a big test. His composure was pretty good, and he seemed to be able to reach his potential. I was somewhat reassured.

The preparation bell rang, and two militiamen with rifles slung across their backs sent the examination papers into the examination room. The invigilator opened the seal in public, and the two teachers carefully copied the test questions onto the blackboard with chalk.

When I saw the test questions on the blackboard, I was secretly happy. It can be said that to me, these test questions were like "Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts - a piece of cake."

The bell rang again, and the invigilator announced that the test had officially begun. The room was eerily quiet, the only sound that could be heard was the rustling of the pen tip across the paper.

The first math test consisted of five big questions, and the last one was four mixed operation application questions. In about ten minutes, I finished all five questions. After checking it carefully, there was no problem, and the stone in my heart fell to the ground.

At this time, I secretly looked at Dekui next to me, and saw that his third question had been copied onto the paper. He was gesturing back and forth with the pen in his hand, but would not write. Oops! My heart tightened, I knew he was stuck. Let's talk about this "old fool". The teacher took us to practice this question repeatedly a few days ago. This time we just changed the method, and I don't know how to do it. How could we miss the chain at this critical moment?

The sun shines into the classroom through the window, and the position of the sunlight has obviously moved a large amount to the east. I know that there is not much time left; I am anxious for Dekui, and the feeling in my heart is A rabbit almost jumped out of my chest!

I pretended to be thinking about the answer and secretly observed the invigilator. The opportunity finally came. The teacher walked forward from me, with his back to us.

I pushed the test paper towards Dekui, pretended to yawn, and lightly touched Dekui with my left elbow to remind him to read the answers on my paper.

This "wood" didn't respond at all, and I was so anxious that the fire in my heart almost reached the top of my head!

I saw him still there holding the pen and gesticulating back and forth, as if I was not there. While the invigilator turned around, I pushed the paper towards Dekui again and gave him a hard poke with my elbow, signaling him to hurry up and read the answers on my paper.

This time the "wood" moved, and he raised his head, looked at the blackboard, looked at it for a while, shook his head gently, and then started writing on the paper. Erase, write again, oh, erase again, write again...

The bell rang again, the time was up. < /p>

Dekui looked at me, smiled honestly, and said, "My mother has already told me, thank you for your kindness! But I think honesty is more important than grades! Besides, I can't be involved in this. You! I am so happy that you passed the exam..."