80s Taoism

At noon, Zhang Yuanbao rushed over to find Zhang beggar. Δ

"Call the flower, do you still have the manuscript paper?" Zhang Yuanbao asked when he walked in.

Zhang Jiaohua specially used brand-new material paper to make draft paper, which Luo Changjun took from his unit for Zhang Jiaohua. In this era, the unit will specially customize the special material paper, so that when contacting with outside units, it looks more face. For example, the Xintian County Public Security Bureau will have the bright red Xintian County Public Security Bureau printed on it, and the phone number and fax number of the Xintian County Public Security Bureau will be printed on the footer. The paper used is slightly better than the general paper purchased outside. Used to write letters, it looks very face-saving.

Luo Changjun knew that Zhang Biaohua wanted to write to his parents, so he deliberately took some envelopes and materials from the work unit for Zhang Biaohua. There are a lot of material papers, and Zhang Jiaohua uses them to make manuscript paper by the way, although he hardly uses these manuscript papers. But there is always a copy in the bag.

Zhang Yuanbao looked at the Xintian County Public Security Bureau on the header of the manuscript paper, and he was a little dumbfounded, "How can you use such a good material to make manuscript paper?"

"What do you want manuscript paper for?" Zhang Jiaohua asked instead without answering Zhang Yuanbao's question.

"Anyway, something happened." Zhang Yuanbao took the material and left.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't bother to take care of Zhang Yuanbao's affairs. The dreams she had in the past few nights made Zhang Jiaohua still unable to digest, and she sat alone in the classroom. I always thought: Does the old Taoist master’s injury do not matter?

The dumb man was very curious about Zhang Yuanbao's behavior, and followed Zhang Yuanbao secretly to see what Zhang Yuanbao used to do with the paper. It didn't take long to run back.

"Call the flower, Yuanbao used your material and paper to make the flap. Ma Sibao used the calendar to make the Big Mac flap, and won all the flaps. The ingot must have lost all of it. Just lost you. That material and paper were all used to make the flap. It didn't take a long time to lose to Ma Sibao. Ma Sibao won a schoolbag flap." The dumb appealed to Zhang.

"Make the flap if you make the flap, whatever he wants." Zhang bidding didn't mind. It's just a piece of material paper.

But after a class, Zhang Yuanbao came again, "Call the flower, let me forget about your picture book."

"How many flippers did you lose today?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

"I didn't lose much." Zhang Yuanbao's face flushed.

"He tore up all the books and made flips. There is only one book of Chinese and one book of mathematics left." The mute immediately revealed Zhang Yuanbao's old details.

Zhang Yuanbao glared at the dumb, "I have to win Ma Sibao's Big Mac."

"You are dreaming. Ma Sibao is so big that you can't move him even if you flip it," said the dumb.

"Dumb, it's up to you when I talk to my brother? You're too long and long, I'll crush you!" Zhang Yuanbao said with a little shame and annoyance. The mute shut up quickly.

Paper flipping is a very popular game among the kids in Meizi'ao Village. The kids’ books become thinner and thinner as they read. Many times, it’s not because the kids work hard, but because they tore the paper from the inside to make the flip. plate. Every time get out of class is over, the playground is full of **** kids with their butts and flippers.

Zhang Jiahua lost a lot of fun for his peers because of the accident last year.

"Is it okay to bid for flowers?" Zhang Yuanbao was a little guilty, for fear that Zhang would not agree to bid for flowers.

"It's not impossible to get my picture book, but I will come with you later." Zhang Jiaohua said.

Zhang Yuanbao was a little embarrassed. If Zhang begged over, then Ma Sibao might not dare to follow him again. Then he has no chance to win away the Big Mac in Ma Sibao's hands.

In fact, Ma Sibao's Big Mac flip-flop is not a rare thing, but there are not many calendars hanging on the walls of homes in the countryside. That kind of wall calendar is a decorative picture on the wall, and it is a pity to use it as a flap. If Ma An Liu Yuehong and her husband knew that their cub turned the calendar at home, it would be a meal of fried pork with bamboo slivers. You know that Liu Yuehong was reluctant to cut a shoe to make a shoe pattern. This Wang Ba Lao dared to cut it and use it as a flap.

"Okay." Zhang Yuanbao had to agree.

Zhang Jiahua actually wants to play flip, he is a collection of multiple contradictions. He has an experience that his peers don't have at all, but he is still a second grade kid after all, so he is always interested in games that his peers like very much.

Ma Sibao is holding a giant flapper and killing the Quartet. His indomitable look makes people want to put him in the mud and beat him violently. There was a schoolbag next to this boy, which was filled with various colorful flaps. Zhang Yuanbao was definitely not the only one who lost in Ma Sibao's hands.

"Come hurry up. There is no time to waste time with you." Ma Sibao held a large flap in his hand. No wonder no one else can beat him. His flap is several times larger than others' flaps. Even the largest flap in his schoolbag is not a quarter of the flap in his hand.

"It's too powerful. Other people's **** can't even move Ma Sibao's flaps."

"That's right. Zhang Yuanbao was so stupid that he tore a bag of books to make a flap, and lost all to Ma Sibao. At least half of it belonged to Zhang Yuanbao.

Zhang Jiahua glanced at Zhang Yuanbao, Zhang Yuanbao was a little embarrassed.

"In fact, I didn't lose so much." Zhang Yuanbao scratched his head.

"Zhang Yuanbao, do you still have materials from the Public Security Bureau? If you have one, I'll follow you." Ma Sibao saw Zhang Yuanbao and walked over, putting his hand on Zhang Yuanbao's shoulder. He didn't pay attention to Zhang Biaohua next to Zhang Yuanbao. When he saw Zhang Biaohua clearly, he quickly retracted his hand.

"Zhang Yuanbao was not the one who went to find Zhang Yuanbao, it was Zhang Yuanbao who found me. Otherwise, I would return all the flippers that won him." When Ma Sibao saw Zhang Yuanbao, his face immediately became clear. Change. He had experienced Zhang Jiahua's greatness. How dare you not get along with Zhang Biaohua?

"No, I'll play with you too. See how powerful you are as a Big Mac." Zhang Jiaohua just wanted to play, but didn't want to overwhelm others.

"Why? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, give up and give me the Big Mac." Zhang Yuanbao is not interested in the lost flaps, although they are all made with his textbooks.

"I, I..." Ma Sibao looked at Zhang Biaohua several times.

Zhang called the flower but didn't seem to see it, and didn't say a word.

"Okay, just play when you come." Ma Sibao finally made a decision. Zhang Jiaohua has only one flap made of art book paper, which is several times smaller than the flap in Ma Sibao's hand.

The rule of the paper flap game is that whoever throws it far will take the lead. If you can use the wind of your own flap to slap on the ground, you will win the game by turning that card over. If this offense fails, the offensive power is transferred to the opponent's hands.

Ma Sibao is not afraid of other people's attacks at all. So he simply chose a relatively close and flat place. Let your opponent attack first.

Zhang Biaohua dropped the flap in his hand and landed firmly in the distance.

"Call the flowers, you come to attack." Zhang Yuanbao also worried that Zhang would not understand the rules, so he quickly reminded.

Zhang Jiaohua smiled, picked up his paper flap, and walked to Ma Sibao's flap.

"Zhang Biaohua, if you want to flip, I will give it to you. It is impossible for your flip to open my flip." Ma Sibao is still worried that Zhang Biaohua will turn his face after losing.

"Why are you so long-winded. Jiaohua's public security bureau has all the materials and papers, so why would you be so rare about your flaps?" Zhang Yuanbao said disdainfully.

Zhang Biaohua strongly slapped the flap on the side of the Big Mac, only to hear the wind rustle, the Big Mac flap on the ground turned over suddenly. Seeing Ma Sibao opened his eyes wide, and kept saying: Impossible, impossible..."

Zhang Yuanbao immediately took the huge flap in his hand: "Haha, beckoning, we are there! This time, no one can beat me in Meizi'ao Primary School."

Ma Sibao looked down at Zhang Yuanbao triumphantly holding the Big Mac flap, "No! You cheated! Otherwise, you won't be able to turn my Big Mac over."

"Then you just won so many of us, why didn't you say that you were cheating?" Zhang Yuanbao asked angrily.

At this moment, Ma Sibao was speechless.

Zhang called Hua but suddenly felt that the game was uninteresting. He is no longer an ordinary kid after all. This kind of game has not shown much interest in him.

In addition to playing with paper flippers, when winter comes, one of the favorite things for kids is to stand in a row on the wall outside the classroom, and people on both sides desperately squeeze in the middle. This kind of game is called squeezing oil. When the weather is cold, the body heats up with such a squeeze. This is a good way for kids to deal with the cold winter.

Zhang Jiaohua often practices qigong, and her body is always warm. Although I didn't wear much clothes, I didn't feel the cold at all. Therefore, he doesn't have to join this kind of kid games.

Zhang Jiaohua looked up at the dim sky, and saw a beautiful snowflake falling precariously from the sky. This is the long-awaited snow that Zhang Huahua has been waiting for. It’s not that Zhang Jiaohua likes to snow, but it’s snowing, and the day when his parents go home is getting closer~www.wuxiahere.com~ This snow makes many kids who are preparing to join basketball training in the afternoon Very disappointed. It's snowing, and the basketball training in the afternoon may be cancelled.

As soon as school was over, Zhang Yuanbao took the giant flipboard and ran to the second-grade classroom, "calling flowers, do you still play ball?"

"What are you going to play when it snows? What should I do if I catch a cold? After school, the basketball team is not allowed to play, so I will go home early." Xu Xuehe's answer immediately frustrated Zhang Yuanbao. The happiness brought by that Big Mac flipped suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Jiaohua thought that Zhang Yuanbao was going to play a trick. Who knew he turned around and asked: "Huahua, how did you overturn this Big Mac today?"

"Didn't you have won? Why do you still care about this?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

"I'm afraid they will also use this method to win the Big Mac." Zhang Yuanbao said worriedly.

"You tore so many books today, you still think about it, what are you going to do if it is discovered by the uncle?" Zhang Jiaohua smiled. (To be continued.) 8