Behind the wood carving factory, there are several small bungalows, this is the staff dormitory, three rooms, twelve people, it is good, Song Jiang lives in the leftmost room, the dormitory has a total of four people, and there are bunk beds on the left and right.

Song Jiang's bed is on the lower left, a straw mat, a sheet, and a small fan, it is June, it is hot, and the smelly socks and dirty clothes are everywhere in the dormitory, all of which smell of rancid.

"Brother, sit down!" Song Jiang brought Song Shan in, then cleaned up the clothes on the bed and said.

"Brother Jiang, your brother!"

The other workers in the dormitory had already gotten up and were rushing out, at this time the wood carving factory had started, and it was time for them to go to work, and Song Jiang was responsible for opening the door, so they got up a little earlier.

"Hmm!"

Song Jiang nodded and said to one of the young men: "Lin Hai, you go and help me talk to the master, my brother is here, I will go to work later!"

"Good!"

Lin Hai was a flat-headed young man, and he usually seemed to get along well with Song Jiang, he nodded, and a few people walked out.

"Brother, did you have breakfast?" Song Jiang poured a glass of water and asked.

Song Shan's arrival caught Song Jiang off guard.

Although he has been learning to carve that handicraft with his master in the past few days, he is not unaware of the things at home, and he also knows that Song Shan missed the exam for a day because of illness.

Although Song Jiang's grades are usually very good, he is in the top three of the class in every mock test in the county No. 1 middle school, and he is definitely a seedling of college.

But an absence is an absence from the exam.

It's definitely off the list.

Originally, he wanted to take a few days off to go back, but he was just in a hurry, and this handicraft was a big price for the guests, and the master personally went into battle, and the master finally showed his true ability once, and he naturally didn't want to be absent.

And last night, this handicraft has been completed today, so he is preparing to ask the master for leave, planning to go home in the afternoon, go home for two days, talk to his younger brother, see his brother's plans, if his brother really plans to continue to repeat, he is also supportive.

Unexpectedly, when the door was opened early in the morning, his younger brother was at the door, which really surprised him.

"I ate it, Mom's porridge!"

Song Shan took out the warm bowl in his arms and said to Song Jiang, "Brother, can you help me find a gift box?"

Clothes make the man.

Good things also need good packaging.

"Gift box?"

Song Jiang wondered: "What do you want that thing for?"

"Load it!" Song Shan carefully peeled off the wrapped layer of paper, revealing the warm bowl inside.

"This broken bowl still needs a gift box?"

Song Jiang pouted.

There are layers of dust and ashes on this warm bowl, Song Shan does not dare to wash it without authorization, sometimes a little bit of destruction, for antiques, it is a discount, he does not understand this industry, but because he was interested in learning about their maintenance process with some friends from the Cultural Relics Bureau, he was very careful.

So a warm bowl full of dust looks like a broken bowl.

"This thing is a treasure!"

Song Shan said with a smile: "Brother, you go find me a gift box, I remember that there should be a lot of this thing in your factory!"

"Okay!"

Song Jiang soon came in with a wooden box: "I made it myself a few days ago, but the master said that the craftsmanship was not up to par, so I didn't use it, but it is quite suitable for your broken bowl, you use it first!"

Song Shan first put some old newspapers in the gift box, and then put the warm bowl in it and carefully closed it.

"Brother, are you free?" Song Shan asked at this time.

"What's wrong?"

Song Jiang instinctively asked, and quickly answered Song Shan's question first: "I have just finished the rush here, but I am free these days, I told the master last night, I plan to take two days off, the day before yesterday I paid my salary, I just want to take it back, let's go back together later!"

"Don't go back!"

Song Shan said: "You and I go to the provincial capital!"

"To the provincial capital?"

When Song Jiang heard this, he frowned slightly: "Shanzi, what are you doing in the provincial capital?"

He grew up so big, and he never went to the provincial capital, although Yongshi and the provincial city are next door, but he really never went there, and even went to the city only once, or after he arrived at the wood carving factory, he followed the master.

"Make money!"

Song Shan said as a matter of course.

This warm bowl is a treasure, but no one may know this small place in Yongshi, and even if it does, no one may be able to afford the price, and good things have to go to Xijing, Xijing is the northwest center, a big city, to have a chance.

This first pot of gold, you have to be careful.

He went out alone, but in the northwest of 97 years, it was not so safe, and bringing his brother was what made him steady.

Song Jiang is not only in good health, but has also practiced for two years.

Song Jiang when he was in junior high school, he was still a secondary school disease, and martial arts novels were rampant, he also had a martial arts dream, the doorman of Zhen No. 1 Middle School was a veteran, and when the students fought, he showed his hand, but Song Jiang was stunned by the town, and he insisted on worshipping others as teachers.

The doorman uncle really couldn't pester him, so he taught him two hands of military body boxing.

The kung fu of flying eaves and walking on the wall was not practiced, but it allowed him to practice a pure military body boxing, and the uncle of the guard praised him, saying that he was born to be a soldier, but unfortunately there was no shortage of soldiers in the northwest, and Song Jiang was not able to be a soldier in the end, but this skill, ordinary few big men really couldn't hold him.

......

Two hours later, Song Jiang and Song Shan appeared at the long-distance bus station in Yudu County.

Although what Song Shan said is very unreliable.

But who let Song Jiang be fooled by Song Shan since he was a child, in his heart, his younger brother Song Shan is a smart person who is smarter than him, and he is a high IQ who can get the first place in reading, and his younger brother says one, he never says two.

So he still took a few days off, took a few hundred yuan of salary, and came to the county long-distance bus station with Song Shan.

There are long-distance buses to the provincial capital in the county, but there is no need to go to the city.

"Got a ticket to Xijing?"

Song Jiang went to buy a ticket: "What time is the earliest?"

"Yes, there is a shift at twelve o'clock!"

The aunt who bought the ticket replied.

"How much is a piece?"

"Thirty-two!"

"Two!" Song Jiang handed out a crumpled hundred yuan, and his salary was three hundred yuan, he didn't move a single dollar, and it cost more than sixty yuan to sell two tickets, and he was still a little distressed in his heart.

The aunt who bought the tickets gave two tickets and then made thirty-six.

"Shanzi, I haven't been to the provincial capital, I want to go to the provincial capital, why do I have some drums in my heart!" Sitting in the waiting room, Song Jiang touched his head, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart, he had an anxiety disorder that had never been far away.

"I haven't been there either!"

Song Shan hugged the wooden box, his eyes a little bitter.

I added a sentence in my heart: This is also the first time in my life that I went to the provincial capital Xijing.

Twelve o'clock, on time, on the bus, two according to the ticket to find a position, two connected positions, Yongshi is not far from Xijing, so this is a bus, not a bus sleeper, at most four hours to arrive.

Song Shan sits inside, and Song Jiang sits outside.

When everyone was together, the car started and headed for Xijing.

At this time, Song Jiang spoke: "Shanzi, what should you do if you fall off the list this time?"

"Don't read it!"

Song Shan replied.

"You are an accident, or you ......," Song Jiang persuaded him.

"Brother!"

Song Shan's face was straight: "You don't know the situation of our family, if I repeat my studies, my little sister won't even be able to study in high school, there's no need!"

It's not about money.

It's that he doesn't want to go, the life of the university, he has enjoyed, he has seen, there is no need to waste time on a trip.

"Hey!"

Song Jiang didn't know what to say except for sighing, he himself was only an apprentice now, and he couldn't make any money, and he saved more than two hundred yuan a month.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

The car entered the nullah station in Xijing.

"This is the provincial capital?"

Song Jiang sighed, got out of the car and saw that there were high-rise buildings all around, and compared with Yongshi, it was just a small adobe.

"This is the provincial capital!"

Song Shan also sighed, and added a sentence in his heart: "The provincial capital of ninety-seven years!"