spareribs on the coal stove with a frying pan. â€œWhat happens?â€? she was in a daze, looking at my face strangely.
â€œMy teacher asked me to go to the hospital so that I could help wangling. But he was not there. You wrote that he had been in high fever and went to the hospital. You dropped me so many times. And I look upon times as my life,â€? I shrugged my shoulders.
â€œHe is now in his auntâ€™s home in Guangzhou. I wrote it for getting leave more easily.â€? Wangâ€™s mother smiled.
â€œYou oughtnâ€™t to cheat the teacher; or, the teacher will thinks I cheat her!â€? I said kindly. â€œExcuse me. But not too serious, not too nervous.â€? Wangâ€™s mother suggested.
â€œIn this world, the most important is seriousness. Our communist are most serious. Mao Zedong often teaches us.â€?
â€œYou are neither communist nor a member of the communist Young Pioneers.â€? She patted on my shoulders, and continued. â€œSo I advice you not to do things too earnestly. After all, you are a boy born in Shanghai-an international big city. You head must started to work intelligently. Intelligence is more important than honesty and kindness and compliance and eleganceâ€¦donâ€™t take after the peasantâ€™s son from a backward Chinese countryside.â€? â€œAwfully advice, anyway!â€? I cheered up at once.
â€œOk. Yes. All right!â€? automatically and rapidly, I associated the Wangâ€™s aunt with my uncle. I have no money to go to Guangzhou. But I have bicycle to go to my uncleâ€™s home in Nanshi district in Shanghai. I designed on idea. So, I cycled along, singing happily, towards my uncleâ€™s home in Fuxin road. I pushed the bike on the sidewalk instead of riding it when the big lip cap or the pontoon of policeman appeared. They donâ€™t allow me riding on the street. Because of I am only eight years old. My uncle Song, he is working at the blast furnace workshop in shanghai Steel Factory. And today he is on night duty. He has two dogs.