After coming home from school, the fragment describes

Song Wu lifted the curtain and shouted, "Is Uncle He at home?" Uncle He just got up. When he heard that Song Wu was looking for him, he was very anxious. Wearing a headscarf, he quickly took the silver and bones and hid them. He came out to meet him. "When did you come back yesterday?" Song Wu said, "If you have anything to say, please go forward." Uncle He Jiu said, "I'll go. Please offer tea. " Song Wu said, "No, it's free." They went out into the alley, sat down in the hotel and asked the wine measurer to make 20 cents wine. Uncle He Jiu got up and said, "I haven't had dinner with Watou yet, so why bother?" Song Wu said, "Sit down." Uncle He had guessed eight or nine points in his heart, and the sommelier sifted the wine. Song Wu didn't speak, but just ate the wine. Uncle He Jiu saw his silence, squeezed two handfuls of sweat, but teased him with some words. Song Wu didn't speak, not to mention words. After a few drinks, Song Wu uncovered his clothes, whooshed out a sharp knife and stuck it on the table. The wine measurers were shocked, and they were willing to approach. Looking at Uncle He's pale face, he dared not exhale. Song Wu smoothed his sleeves, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and pointed to Uncle He Jiu: "You are a clown, and you know that' grievances have heads and debts have owners'. Don't be afraid, just tell me the truth, tell me everything about Wu Da, and I won't interfere with you! If I hurt you, I am not a hero! If there is half a sentence difference, I will teach you to add three or four hundred transparent holes! Gossip, you say my brother's body, how? " Song Wu said, his hands clasped his knees and looked at Uncle He with wide eyes.

Manner: It's Miss Li. Her eyes almost narrowed into a crack, revealing a teacher's unique vision of bad children. From top to bottom, she doesn't seem to believe it Her eyebrows formed a small piece, and then her eyes stopped on my face.

Psychology: They helped each other walk in the rain, and their hearts were full of happiness. When I got home, I was soaked through. They simply don't go into the house, sit side by side on the small stone benches in the yard, close their eyes, lift up their faces and let the cool rain wash them away. He feels that all the dark shadows you left in your heart have been washed away by the heavy rain, and you are refreshed and relaxed. ...