Mr. Zhang was too busy to tidy up his pen, ink, inkstone and books. Today, he didn't go to another house. He wants to go for a ride in the Chen family. He wants to go for a ride in the Chen family. The fire on New Year's Eve, the lantern on the 15th, and the dragons and lions in every household in He Xinchun are very busy, beating gongs and drums. Suddenly, he heard a shout outside the door. The dragon and lion want to come to my door. Mr. Zhang likes watching lights. How can he stand that I have no money to pack up and shut down?
After the Lantern Festival and the Flower Show, Mr. Wang invited the students. There are seven or eight college students and a dozen primary school students. The world today is very different. Chinese is not taught by old books, and arithmetic gymnastics is easy to do. What I'm not sure about is this English A-B-C-D, ABCD. Teacher Zhang has never been to a foreign school, but now he is teaching with his back hunched. Now he is teaching with his back hunched.
On March 3rd, Chen invited me to lunch. There is a bowl of pickles and a bowl of eggs. Pickles are cold and eggs are salty. A bowl of striped fish is so long that it is placed in the middle. I invited two guests, and there was nothing fancy. He only asked Mr. Wang to see it, not Mr. Wang to taste it. He bulging his eyes like a mantis, righteously holding Dou Yanshan and giving me a handful of pickles to fill my stomach. I almost died.
I remember the year before last, on April 8th, my boss gave me a duck. I just want to feed it, but I don't want to kill it. It happened that the inspector came to check again, so I had to catch it again. The knife is blunt, and the duck is a climber. I cut off this nail again with a knife. Ouch, my blood is dripping, my Puckilo is entangled, and my hemp rope is tied. I planted flowers on purpose but didn't send them, and accidentally planted willows.
After April, it was Duanyang again, and my husband went home to see the teacher's mother. The students rushed to give gifts. A few pieces of meat, a jar of wine, and glutinous rice balls and sesame candy are reluctant to eat or taste. They are put in the cupboard. I hid them in the rice jar, but I didn't know it was hot. After the heavy rain, the sun came out again I quickly opened the cupboard and took a look. Oh, I panicked. Sesame candy dissolved into pieces, and jiaozi was moldy.
It's the Mid-Autumn Festival in Duanyang. The wedding banquet is in the upper room and the Mid-Autumn Festival is in the lower room. I want to have a few drinks at home, but I don't have the money to pack and seal. What's the use of writing couplets to have a windfall? Look at the wine at the banquet. Let's propose a toast to the rich first. I'll put some fat in my throat. I put some fat in my throat.
After the Double Ninth Festival, it will be winter. As the days passed, it became more and more deserted. Seven or eight college students ran away, and only a dozen primary school students were thirsty for knowledge. I didn't expect it was the Chen family's door. Last year, I wrote the door. There are four pairs of couplets on both sides, which is a godsend of peace and happiness. The four seasons prosper with each other. I told Mrs. Chen to open the door quickly. Oh, here we are. Oh! Sister Chen-Sister Chen, hey, open the door, open the door.
Mrs. Chen: Who is knocking at the door?
Mr Zhang: Ah, it's Mr Zhang.
Sister Chen: Ah! Come on, come on, come on, come on
Mrs. Chen: I was busy in the kitchen when I heard a shout outside the door. I don't welcome guests at home. When I am outside, I know little about my master. Open it with my hand. Oh, so Mr. Zhang is coming. It turns out that Mr. Zhang is here! Evil death.-evil death.
Mr. Zhang: I'm afraid your dog will bite!
Sister Chen: Grab a dog stick. Don't bite Mr. Zhang, don't bite Mr. Zhang!
Mr. Zhang: When I entered your house, I bowed. Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to your sister-in-law. Mrs. Chen is poor, lives in a downtown area and has distant relatives in the mountains.
Mrs. Chen: Mr. Zhang, don't talk.
Zhang: The articles are all about the world. I took off my hat and bowed.
Mrs Chen: You're welcome, Mr Zhang. My sister-in-law Chen is a cousin! My sister-in-law Chen is a cousin!
Mr. Zhang: People don't know, but they don't care. Guests do not smoke stools when they come in.
Mrs. Chen: Please mop the chair. Mr. Zunsheng, please sit down!
Mr. Zhang: Rites and music are advanced, but they are backward.
Mrs. Chen: I'll make a cup of hot tea in the kitchen, and I'll make tea in the kitchen!
Mr. Zhang: Mrs. Chen, it's very kind of you. Come in and make tea! It is right to try your best to quit smoking, but it takes a lot of effort for Mrs. A to make tea! Sister-in-law takes a lot of effort to make tea!
Mrs. Chen: Please sit down, sir, please sit down, please sit down.
Mr. Zhang: Please sit down. Please sit down.
Mrs. Chen: Oh! Sir! I haven't seen you for a few days. I think you're a little old.
Mr. Zhang: Mrs. Chen, then I'm not old-fashioned I have an ancient poem.
Sister Chen: Good ancient poetry!
Mr. Zhang: Please listen! Remember the boy riding a bamboo horse, and then look at the Chinese Pulsatilla.
Mrs. Chen: Haha, sir! You are eloquent.
Mr. Zhang: Mrs. Chen, you said that Mr. Zhang is old. I think you are not as good as before.
Mrs. Chen: Oh! Yes, sir! I think that Mao Yazi in my room refuses to study, my sister Gui refuses to embroider, and my beard Chen is outside, either as a matchmaker or doing things. I have to worry about everything inside and outside this room alone. Oh! I'm so worried about getting old! Just too old to be human.
Mr. Zhang: Hey, Mrs. Chen, that's not me. Mr. Zhang is bragging for you. In this place, you are still a handmaiden. I have made a rhyme poem for you.
Sister Chen: What poem?
Mr. Zhang: Then please listen! Hey, Mrs. Chen, when you say old, it's like a jujube tree in the back garden. Its skin is wrinkled. Mrs. Chen, your qualifications are still quite good!
Mrs. Chen: Oh! Mr. Zhang, that's not what my wife Chen boasted. When I was young, in our place, I went up five miles, down five miles, left five miles, right five miles, five miles, five miles, five miles, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five.
Mr. Zhang: OK.
Sister Chen: No, no!
Mr Zhang: Mrs Chen, your house is getting more and more prosperous.
Mrs. Chen: Yes!
Mr. Zhang: A room is covered with red.
Mrs. Chen: I posted a new couplet in my room. Please go and see it for a while.
Mr. Zhang: What? The new couplets have been posted. Mr. Zhang, let's have a look. Hmm! Import 1000 boxes of baby every day.
Sister-in-law Chen: What about sir? If you understand this, you will get thousands of boxes of treasures every day.
Mr. Zhang: You are worried that I don't know the Japanese words I learn from time to time.
Sister Chen: Japanese characters are wider and narrower.
Mr. Zhang: Ah, yes! Ha ha ha, Mrs. Chen, oh, it's just a dozen ducks crossing the river. What a pity!
Sister Chen: Great!
Teacher Zhang: How to write sand characters and how to write wonderful characters?
Sister Chen: The word "sand" is divided into three parts, and the word "Miao" is next to the woman.
Teacher Zhang: The word "sand" is a little water, and next to the word "Miao" is a woman. Ah, by the way, the word "Miaosha" is said every day. I didn't become innocent until I grew a beard today.
Mrs Chen: Mr Zhang, what can I do for you today?
Mr Zhang: Is Mr Chen in your room?
Chen Sao: No!
Mr. Zhang: Oh, I will spend less time with you.
Sister Chen: Oh dear! I said teacher Zhang, my beard Chen is not at home, so it's hard to say that my sister-in-law Chen is not sensible again!
Teacher Zhang: Although you are knowledgeable, there is a saying that you can never get tired of listening to it.
Mrs. Chen: You can't play.
Teacher Zhang: You can't speak clearly without playing the piano.
Sister Chen: Go ahead.
Mr. Zhang: Please listen, Mrs. Chen. She went to Sanbaotang for nothing, but she went to your house for something. Mao Yazi in your room studied in my school for three years, but she hasn't figured it out for many years. Disciples, please remember your words of praise. I'm here for money.
Mrs. Chen: Don't mention learning money, it hurts my heart. I have been studying in your school for three years. I don't know a word, and I can't figure out the words. I'll teach your son of a bitch how to behave and kick you out.
Mr. Zhang: Like it or not, like it or not. When I mentioned asking for money, she pushed me out without making it clear. Hum! Who is she, cousin? Who are we? Hehe-open the door, open the door, open the door.
Sister Chen: Who died in front of my mother?
Mr. Zhang: Hmm! I am in front of Man Zi and behind the gentleman. I take a step back and save myself. My foot slipped, Mrs. Chen Hey, here I go again.
Sister Chen: Where did you get so many?
Mr. Zhang: You can't carve rotten wood, dig earth walls and cook pumpkins with dog intestines. It's delicious.
Mrs. Chen: What are you doing?
Mr. Zhang: Mrs. Chen, you said you didn't know a beard. You didn't know a beard. I know a word about this.
Sister Chen: What about the word?
Zhang: Erheng.
Mrs. Chen: What about those three words?
Zhang: Sanheng
Sister Chen: How about four words?
Mr. Zhang: What about Siheng?
Sister-in-law Chen: Hahahaha ... I'm afraid you are blind.
Mr. Zhang: Mrs. Chen, you forced the word. You forced it.
Mrs. Chen: How dare you ask for money for study?
Teacher Zhang: Mrs. Chen, Mao Yazi in your room studied in our school for three years, which took my husband a lot of heart. That family is so busy that even an invited gentleman is not in your room.
Mrs. Chen: Don't mention inviting guests, but I'll keep it in mind. At 4: 08, you were not invited. Only my family invited my husband to sit in the high hall, with fish to drink and meat to eat, and two salted duck eggs of this size. Dried fish and bacon are stuffed sideways, and you are wronged by the child. You have been wronged by the child.
Mr. Zhang: Tang Faxia, a Chinese character merchant, I ate your dried fish and bacon to relieve my stomach.
Mrs. Chen: The teacher is lazy and the teacher is not strict. I blame you for not studying.
Teacher Zhang: It's your father's fault for not teaching. Studying is not your fault.
Chen Sao: You should study hard. A word is worth a thousand pounds. I can't tell whether it is wonderful sand or wonderful sand every day. How can you open a library to teach students?
Mr. Zhang: Money is like dirt, and benevolence is more important than a thousand pounds. Too young to learn money. Mr. Fan Guai is so unkind. In my school, he didn't come to study for three days and didn't know a word. Mr. Fan Guai is the fifth governor, and his son is called the governor. You are Mao Yazi.
Sister-in-law Chen: I blame Mao Yazi for scolding your mother, only because your monkey has no rules, only because your monkey has no rules.
Mr. Zhang: Dai, Dai, pay attention to the etiquette. Your wife Chen is talking nonsense.
Mrs. Chen: One is ten, and ten is one hundred. It's your turn to learn money.
Zhang: I have Zuo's Family and it, but I don't need to learn money to discuss it. For example, I can read the Six Classics. If you don't learn money, hehe-Mrs. Chen, then I will ...
Mrs. Chen: What do you want?
Mr. Zhang: I want to make a phone call.
Sister-in-law Chen: Ah, fight, ok, you come! Come on!
Mr. Zhang: I can't cook porridge if I break your stove! I can't cook porridge if I smash your stove!
Sister-in-law Chen: Twenty stories, 300 years. You are my own baby. You don't have to cook! If you don't hit the stove, you are my own baby!
Mr. Zhang: Your Majesty is respectful, and I am loyal. I'll dig a pipe for you.
Sister-in-law Chen: Bah, anti-party elements, I want to slap you in the face.
Mr. Zhang: You fight, alas, men don't argue with your woman. We'll know when your husband comes back. Li Chuangzhi is sitting in your room, and I won't go out until you learn money.
Mrs. Chen: Don't believe me, but look at the wine and beard at the banquet, so don't yell in my room. Let's drink to the rich first, and I'll kick you out! I'll kick you out!
Mr. Zhang: Here you are!
Mrs. Chen: You do it! So there you are! Hum! You are sour and astringent. How dare you perform in front of me? You come, you come.
Mr. Zhang: If you don't respect your husband, you will die.
Mrs. Chen: You misled other people's children. You have to burn them with lightning.
Mr. Zhang: Like it or not, like it or not! She pushed me out again. That Mrs. Chen's mouth is like a needle and this ear is like a cattail leaf fan. Oh! Mrs. Chen, you are not a role when you come out, and I am not a role when you come out without a beard. If you don't come out, I will speak ill of you. You're coaxing me to learn to wait and wrestle gently. I'll ask you to shout it out, and I'll accompany you less if you don't come out.
Sister-in-law Chen: Beard, you are speaking ill of my mother again! All right, don't go, don't go.
Mr. Zhang: Oh dear!
Mrs. Chen: Settle the accounts and see how much I owe you.
Mr. Zhang: Hey! This is what I'm talking about. You owed me 80 yuan the year before last, 100 last year and 30 yuan this year, totaling * * * 832 10.
Mrs. Chen: I'll do the math myself.
Mr. Zhang: What do you have to calculate?
Sister-in-law Chen: Mao Yazi went to school in my room, and she was banned from school.
Mr. Zhang: It doesn't count in the school bag.
Mrs. Chen: That doesn't count.
Teacher Zhang: There is no school bag in the school rules.
Sister Chen: It is not written in the school rules that the school is closed.
Mr. Zhang: A lot.
Mrs. Chen: Thirty articles a year and ninety articles in three years.
Mr. Zhang: OK, besides 90, there is 120. I can get it.
Mrs. Chen: Then I still have math.
Mr. Zhang: What else do you want?
Mrs. Chen: I study and burn incense and paper.
Mr. Zhang: Poor thing. Those money paper incense sticks were burned for Confucius, but I didn't get them.
Mrs. Chen: Then I ask you again, who wrote Confucius?
Mr. Zhang: I wrote it.
Sister Chen: Which school did you post it at?
Teacher Zhang: Post it in my school.
Sister Chen: Yes, Confucius was written by you and posted in your school. I didn't ask you for it, I asked which one I wanted, and I asked which one I wanted.
Mr. Zhang: Well, if you don't respect Confucius, your husband should respect Confucius. You counted a lot of money.
Mrs. Chen: Thirty years old.
Mr. Zhang: OK, there are 90 besides 30. Take it with you.
Mrs. Chen: Then I still have math.
Mr. Zhang: What else do you want?
Mrs. Chen: You-you should give me two liters of buckwheat flour.
Mr. Zhang: Buckwheat flour, when?
Mrs. Chen: Last June.
Mr. Zhang: Last June! Oh, Mrs. Chen, that idea counts!
Sister-in-law Chen: Hey, I helped you through the famine in June. I didn't calculate your interest or interest, so I didn't even ask for the capital.
Mr. Zhang: Even if you feed the pigs!
Mrs. Chen: What am I doing?
Mr. Zhang: I sold it!
Mrs. Chen: What should I feed you?
Mr. Zhang: Mr. Zhang may not be a pig.
Mrs. Chen: If you want to be a pig, I don't have such a big fence to lock you up. Mr. Zhang: Oh dear! Don't look, look, sir. What the hell is in my stomach?
Sister Chen: Pig shit
Zhang: article
Mrs. Chen: bran residue
Zhang: stereotyped writing
Sister Chen: Straw.
Zhang: article
Sister Chen: Pig excrement and straw.
Zhang: Eight-part essay, a lot.
Sister Chen: Thirty.
Mr. Zhang: OK, besides thirty, there are sixty, and this sixty must be given to me.
Sister-in-law Chen: Ha ha ha-ouch! This sixty dollars should be for you, sir, but let's guess a crossword puzzle. If you do it right, I will pay it back in full. If you don't do it well, sir, you won't get it.
Zhang: To write a thesis with you is to bring the pipa into the mill and play the lute to a cow.
Sister Chen: Don't underestimate people.
Mr. Zhang: Yes, what is it?
Mrs. Chen: Two characters are stacked together.
Zhang: Yishan
Sister Chen: The mountains in the mountains.
Mr. Zhang: The mountains in the mountains, the mountains in the mountains, what should we do? I didn't bring this Kangxi dictionary with me today. The mountains in the mountains, the mountains in the mountains, alas! There is a Yuelu Mountain in Changsha and a Nanyue Mountain in Hengyang. Stack these two mountains, yes, a tall word. Ha ha ha ha ... Mrs. Chen, you can have it, you can have it.
Mrs. Chen: What can I get?
Mr. Zhang: Take the money.
Mrs. Chen: What word is it?
Zhang: Gao Zi
Sister Chen: Ah! Ha ha ha, alas, Mr. Zhang, you have cowhide.
Mr. Zhang: Do you have cowhide?
Sister Chen: You guessed it right.
Mr. Zhang: Right?
Sister Chen: Very tall words, hahaha.
Mr. Zhang: Let's see what kind of guy Mr. Wang has in his stomach this time.
Sister Chen: It's an article.
Mr. Zhang: Pig manure
Sister Chen: stereotyped writing
Mr. Zhang: Bran residue
Sister Chen: Articles
Mr. Zhang: Buckwheat flour.
Sister Chen: Eight-part essay.
Mr. Zhang: Forget it. I'll get it.
Mrs. Chen: Sir, this word was written by Mao Yazi in my room on the outer wall of the door. Go and have a look.
Mr. Zhang: it's a high word to see or not.
Mrs. Chen: Oh, I'll go and have a look later.
Mr. Zhang: What does it depend on?
Mrs. Chen: Go and have a look later. Bah, let me scold you! Before I started, I scolded Mr. Zhang, but the abusive teacher couldn't make sense. You speak politely outside, you can't recognize a word. You met your ghost and your God. I want to kick you out of the house. I want to knock you down.
Mr. Zhang: Mrs. Chen, it is a word. This is a good word for traveling!
Sister-in-law Chen: The moon came down late, hahaha. ...
Mr. Zhang: This is a word. Look at this word. I have written it many times. Why can't I move? Oh! Wow, Mrs. Chen, you are heartless, ignoring me as a teacher, coaxing me to learn and refusing to learn, and even kicking me out of the house several times. I want to go to Qiancun Houcun to invite three friends and four gentlemen, and I want to argue with you. You can't do anything without taking my study money! You can't do anything unless you spend money on my study.