It is said that Shuanglian slept with Boss Guo and became more high-spirited, like the wife of the world's top 500 leaders, afraid that others would not know and publicize it everywhere. Boss Guo fell into a nightmare from the moment he woke up, the woman who entwined him like an octopus has declared her sovereignty to the world, and the original comfort to Java has become an eternal pain in her heart, like a bloodthirsty leech who wants to shake off but can't get rid of it. All this is not a dream for Shuanglian, looking at the four fields, a poor mountain pass, the scum of the former classmates and friends, asking for money or not, wanting temperament and no temperament, and nothing. However, after all, he is a person who mixes in the big cities in the south, he is used to seeing big scenes, and he is an open-minded pioneer, and now he is a little tired, Boss Guo is the pick-up man arranged by God, the so-called beauty loves heroes, especially the kind of randomness that Boss Guo spends money, the kind of temperament that is handsome, ordinary people can never learn, it is simply the embodiment of angels and princes. In the eyes of Shuanglian, the tall back of Boss Guo became more and more sacred, and his temperament rose in the wind, and the mountains and wilderness turned into several flags, on which several big characters appeared, crying ghosts and gods earth-shatteringly, saying that the moon has no light, you are the brightest.

Shuanglian's brother Shuangliang took over the school's project, although the principal personally patted the board, but some of the procedures still have to go through the process, I heard that the bureau leaders are honest and upright, Shuangliang can't help but be a little afraid, think about it and think of his cousin-in-law Li Lijun, Li Lijun is lying in the hospital at this time, his head is wrapped with bandages, his mouth is humming, a few days ago, he was in the limelight, he never thought that he was sleeping in the hospital now, everything can be done with money, but the disease can't, for many elites like me and some nouveau riche can't help but say that it is a pity, the sky is too unfairIt's heart-wrenching. Now in the hospital to walk a time is equivalent to taking a risk before the ghost door closed, the warmth of human feelings, money, fame and fortune have rethought again, and the understanding of human nature is more profound;

Shuangliang came to Li Lijun's bedside, carefully explained the intention, and talked about the business field, Li Lijun became interested, thinking that he was omnipotent, stabbing the enemy's vital point with a knife, from a gangster to a boss, it was a miracle, and the wonder in the tube was not something I couldn't understand, so after listening to Shuangliang's narration, he immediately opened the conversation box and talked endlessly. You don't have to listen to their children and relatives, what kind of livelihood they do, how they get money and their property, and then you will have a clear understanding of the so-called curve to save the country, and you must have a good relationship with them, and then you will have a deep understanding of the flexibility. Shuangliang listened to Li Lijun's earnest teachings, benefited a lot, and went to his own activities.

In the blink of an eye, a few months passed, and it was the end of the year, the fierce cold wind raged wildly in the mountain col, every trace of cold air poured into the bones, accepted the New Year, the east wind of one day and one night finally called the first snow of midwinter, and the snowflakes flying in the sky were sprinkled and sprinkled, wrapping the world in silver. The school building could not withstand the heavy snow, accompanied by a huge rumbling sound and collapsed, fortunately, the school has already been prepared, and the cost of this demolition is also saved, which is really a blessing in misfortune.

The reconstruction was in full swing after the year, and two tents were erected in the open space of the school building, and the students of each grade took turns to attend classes in them, while the other grades volunteered for the school. The bricks and tiles sharpened the child's immature little hands, and each swarthy and shiny face shone with a glimmer of hope, until one day two rows of brand-new school buildings stood in front of them, plus a miniature basketball court and two cement national tables.

The school then organized basketball and track and field competitions, the new head teacher surnamed Zhou, he notified Zong Ze to participate in the basketball team training, Zong Ze did not want to participate but was embarrassed to disobey the teacher's will, he came to the playground in the old yellow military uniform, several students whispered and smiled at him, the old military uniform was given by the veterans in the village, and the mother-in-law changed it and gave it to him, a little like a robe. Soon integrated with them, they showed the activity of a teenager with a left protrusion, but Zong Ze was dwarfed by the fact that he couldn't keep up with the trip, not to mention that the clothes and shoes under his feet were extremely numb, and he didn't follow his feet, and he stepped on a few times.

Zong Ze walked down the playground and suddenly remembered the pen in his pocket, he felt a cold sweat for a lifetime, the only fountain pen was broken, because Zong Ze did not have a stationery box, if the pen was placed in the schoolbag for fear of crushing, he put the pen in the pocket, but today a hundred dense and sparse, a few dollars of fountain pen is almost a month's home, grandma is thrifty. Someone on the field urged him; I didn't change my shoes, come to the field', Zong Ze was speechless, how could there be shoes to change, it would be good to have shoes to wear, my grandmother was dizzy, and she had made a pair of mille-feuille bottoms for more than a year, do you dare to hope for it, Zong Ze waved his hand helplessly and shouted on the field; I don't play anymore, I don't play anymore, I run away'.

In the evening, Zong Ze walked home in extreme frustration, there was something abnormal in the house, a smell of meat that was not violated came to his nose, Zong Ze was suspicious, but it was not a year, how could there be meat during the festival, grandma ran out of the kitchen and saw Zong Ze shouting happily; Xiao Ze, come here', picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into Zong Ze's mouth, Zong Ze swallowed it and said, 'It's so fragrant', grandma went into the kitchen and took a second piece, Zong Ze refused to eat it, grandma smiled and said, 'A bowl, enough for you to eat' Zong Ze didn't believe it, grandma really brought out a bowl of pure braised pork', Zong Ze wondered;' Zong Ze's nose was sour, "You are in your seventies to do small work, moving bricks and pounding non-stop, can you afford to eat", "People take care of me, don't get in the way". Gray hair,Rickety waist seems to be a little shorter.,It's really not a taste in my heart.,Last semester and grandma seemed to be taller than a head.,This time it's half a head taller than grandma.,Is it happy or sad.

Zong Ze and his grandmother let him finish eating the meat in the bowl, Zong Ze smacked his lips as if he was still unsatisfied, suddenly remembered the pen, sighed in his heart, and swallowed the words again a few times, the willow branches only once a year, eggs, ducks, eggs, and vegetables are enough to buy some oil and salt, and the grain in the field is only for rations, barely compressed a little, what about the cost of pesticides, fertilizers and farming, these days are tight, but grandma is getting older and older, and the minor illness is dragging on the big illness, even if she dies, she will not increase the expenses, Zong Ze held back her tears, I know every bit of my grandmother's thoughts.

When night fell, Zong Ze boiled hot water to help his grandmother wash her feet, the seventy-year-old old man was like a hollow tree trunk that fell down, Zong Ze was afraid that his grandmother would suddenly disappear like his parents, the best thing in the world is that his family is alive, and the others will survive and pass, Zong Ze will no longer speak after figuring out this.

The sun still rises, a new day comes in a state of anxiety, the bell for class seems to come quickly, Zong Ze hurriedly entered the school room, several Peugeot girls cast contemptuous eyes, Zong Ze has long been accustomed to this kind of condescending eyes and don't bother to pay attention to it, Teacher Zhou walked into the school room, the room was quiet, this is an essay topic is 'My Yellow Dog'. What questions do you have?' said one of the classmates who stood up and said. Teacher, I don't have a dog at home', Teacher Zhou couldn't laugh or cry; You can't imagine your mother bringing back a dog', Luo Kou said silly; My mother doesn't like dogs, and she won't hug them', Teacher Zhou is a little angry;' Imagine, imagine, you have a dog at home,' muttered Rokou; That's panicking, but adults say that children are lying, and the big bad wolf will come to talk about people in the middle of the night', Teacher Zhou is a little angry; You really live in childhood', suddenly turned his head sideways and saw Zong Ze sitting motionless, and continued to shout; Zong Ze, don't you have a dog at home', Zong Ze was startled and replied in a panic; I don't have a dog at home, and I can't afford to raise one', Teacher Zhou snorted and patted the table. Imagine, plug in the wings of imagination, don't you imagine', Zong Ze said anxiously; I can't imagine that my family doesn't have enough to eat, and if I have a dog, it will kill people'.. Let's listen to the next decomposition, hug Pu Zhi and thank you.