Although Huang Pingfan had also been here in his previous life, at that time, he didn't seem to have much feeling.

Now looking at the rows of villa buildings in this wilderness far from the bustling wilderness, Huang Pingfan is really surprised.

Yes, this form of architecture, because of the long-term living in the countryside, does not feel anything.

Because at this time, there was no shortage of land in the countryside at all, and the buildings of every household were basically in this form.

It's just that many people in the countryside are not very wealthy, and they still live in thatched houses.

The building here is a two-storey building with a water.

However, the pattern of the yard and so on, everyone is the same.

Therefore, not to mention Huang Pingfan in his previous life, even if it is Mo Mayang now, he doesn't feel anything amazing about these villa areas.

However, Huang Pingfan, who came back in 2019 after experiencing every inch of land, had to be surprised by the architecture here.

This big guy who got the industrial and commercial staff residential area here is definitely a person with an extremely forward-looking vision.

Taking advantage of the fact that the price of land was particularly low at that time, he bought such a large piece of land, and then built a large area of such a luxurious and atmospheric residence, which really made the employees of industry and commerce happy.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Who's coming?" said a man's voice from inside the room.

"Hey, Madazi, what kind of wind is it, then you are blowing?" a young and handsome little handsome guy with a high nose bridge poked his head out and asked enthusiastically.

This is Deng Xiaodong, Huang Pingfan's classmate in elementary school and junior high school.

In Huang Pingfan's memory, he doesn't seem to have a lot of intersections with this classmate, but he is very familiar with Wu Jingguo, the second child of teacher Wu Kangsheng.

After Wu Jingguo went to the county No. 1 middle school to study in junior high school, every time he went home, Deng Xiaodong seemed to take Ma Yang to his house to sit down.

After Wu Jingguo went to study in the No. 1 Middle School in the city, I don't know if Deng Xiaodong will go or not.

Because at that time, Deng Xiaodong had already returned to industry and commerce to take over.

It was the late eighties, and the succession phenomenon across the country had come to a halt.

In order not to lose the last chance, he stopped studying in school and ran back to take over directly.

When he did this, he directly drooled Mo Mayang's envy, there is a father who is a business boss at home, but it is different.

I haven't graduated from junior high school yet, and I'm working directly, and it's still the best job.

No number of people graduated from technical secondary school, or even college, may not be able to beat him.

However, Xiaodong told him that in fact, there are many, many people who have not graduated from elementary school and are messing around in society all day long, so they will go home and take over.

Even, the allocated place is much better than his Xiaodong.

At least, although his grades are not very top-notch, he is at least very honest and obedient, and his grades are above average, but he was directly arranged in a small place like Liying Town, and he doesn't know when he can return to the county bureau.

In this way, Mo Mayang was directly fooled by Xiaodong, and he was stunned that he had no resentment, and even shared the same hatred with him, scolding other guys for being unreliable.

He sincerely wished that Xiaodong could be transferred back to the county bureau as soon as possible, do a good job, and don't let those unpromising guys be proud.

Huang Pingfan thought of Mo Mayang muttering to him on the road about all this, and he felt funny, and at the same time, he also felt that Xiaodong's means were good, and he could directly fool the motor so easily.

Of course, from the chatter of the motor, Huang Pingfan also felt that the relationship between the motor and Xiaodong was really good.

Rich and easy to be married and easy to be friends, this is a very ordinary phenomenon in the real world.

However, Xiaodong is now an indescribably expensive industrial and commercial worker, and he is still willing to play a little lie to comfort and comfort his former friends who are in a bad mood, which is really commendable.

Although it is just a white lie, it also shows that he is indeed a kind person who does not forget his original intention.

"The surname is Deng, get out of here for me immediately! Master Mo arrived, and he didn't dare to come out to greet him, are you guilty?" Mo Mayang said loudly with a straight face to Deng Xiaodong, who poked his head out on the second floor.

"Yes, yes, damn it, damn it, get down, get down, get down. Deng Xiaodong looked flattering, and apologized again and again in a low voice.

Huang Pingfan saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart: Why do everyone have such close friends, but we don't?

In Huang Pingfan's past and present lives, he doesn't seem to have such sincere friends, this is already a friendship that transcends all levels and ignores all obstacles.

I remember that when Mo Mayang got married in his previous life, Deng Xiaodong worked in the county bureau.

However, not only did he come back by himself, but he even borrowed a car and brought a large group of friends back to congratulate Mo Mayang on his new marriage.

Moreover, Deng Xiaodong seems to have a lot of congratulatory money, whether it is seven or eight hundred, or thousands of yuan, I don't remember much.

However, in short, at that time, Huang Pingfan had a very ordinary 100 yuan gift money in his pocket, and he didn't dare to take out his hand, and the whole person felt that he was a lot shorter.

At that time, Mo Mayang had not yet developed his business talents, and his life was still very poor.

It is said that no one asks about the poor in the downtown area, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

However, these situations seem to be a little different between Mo Mayang and Deng Xiaodong, and the noble people of the county bureau do not seem to dislike Mo Mayang, a down-and-out former friend, at all.

It is enough for a person, for a lifetime, to be able to get such a confidant.

Deng Xiaodong ran down with a pout, and said with a servile face: "Hehe, welcome to Lord Mo, if you miss the distance, forgive your sins!"

"Well, it's good to know the sin! Now, punish you for giving us fruits to eat, and if you neglect it, we will not forgive it!" Mo Mayang still said coldly with a cold face.

The two guys, opening and closing their mouths, seem to be acting.

Huang Pingfan was able to have novels to read in his previous life, but in fact, it was all thanks to Mo Mayang.

Because, only Deng Xiaodong, who has great powers, can get a few novels every day.

What Jin Guliang, what Aunt Qiong Yao, are Deng Xiaodong's generosity, otherwise, in his previous life, Huang Pingfan, the son of a poor teacher, would not have the money to buy novels at all.

Now it seems that the two guys in front of me not only have a lot of novels, but also read them very seriously, otherwise they would not use the words in this novel to express their feelings at every turn.

Walking into the small owner's house, the layout in the living room is very atmospheric.

Their TV is not a 14-inch black and white, but a 21-inch Panasonic color TV.

Sofas, all leather sofas.

The whole room exuded a faint sense of wealth and nobility, which made Huang Pingfan, who has always been high-spirited, withered directly these days: This is the life of a superior person, and we are still far behind!

However, after being stunned for a while, Huang Pingfan's heart began to be angry again: they are all classmates, how can there be such a big difference?

Deng Xiaodong has never been a difficult person to contact, why is he acting so abnormally today?

Could it be that Wu Jingguo said something bad about us in front of him?

Wu Jingguo, who is now a top student of Jiangjiang City No. 1 Middle School, will not still be poisoned against us, this old classmate and old friend? That would be too petty.

Thinking about it left and right, Huang Pingfan still didn't believe that Teacher Wu Kangsheng's children would be people with such small energy.

Thinking back then, Huang Pingfan had become a bully to their mother, and after thinking about it for decades, Huang Pingfan still couldn't understand the reason.

Think about it, at that time, Huang Pingfan, who had just finished the third grade of primary school, was short in stature and dragged a disabled leg during the summer vacation. What is it that can bully a middle-aged woman in her thirties, tall, almost 1.7 meters?

In the end, I read a 30-year-old Hedong, 30-year Hexi, don't bully the poor teenager online, and vaguely guessed that this was likely to be a small conspiracy.

The purpose is to stimulate their children's positive and hard-working fighting spirit, and want to achieve the glorious feat of 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

In fact, the three brothers, just after that inexplicable incident, began to be angry and strong, and their academic performance changed with each passing day, creating a glorious deed in the history of the Central Primary School, where the three brothers were on the school's honor roll together.

Mr. Wu Kangsheng is also a father and son, and has become the most successful parent of the Central Primary School for many years.

His glorious deeds of studying at a young age, actively struggling, overcoming poverty, and finally embarking on the road to success have been widely spread in the Central Primary School, and all students are familiar with them.

This, Huang Pingfan, a poor cripple, has inexplicably become a tool used by others to stimulate the fighting spirit of other children.

He is so pitiful, does he really have to be killed by others for 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi before the story can be considered a happy ending?

Just when Huang Pingfan was thinking crankily in his heart, Mo Mayang volunteered to take the fruit and go out to wash it.

At this time, Deng Xiaodong quietly walked to Huang Pingfan's couch, put his arm around Huang Pingfan's shoulder, and whispered: "Madazi is very pitiful, he has been busy taking care of his emotions just now, and he neglected Brother Xiaofan, please forgive me!"

"Huh?" Huang Pingfan recovered from his chaotic thinking and said, "No, it's okay." It's just a little envious of your feelings, really envious. ”

"Hehe, Brother Xiaofan, I have also heard a lot about you, although you seem to be ill-fated and have no luck in the exam.

However, it's gold, it always shines, and now you're in the West Liang Middle School, isn't it a mixed wind and water?

Fight for the students in our Liying place and suppress Hong Nanfei, the most powerful in your school.

I firmly believe that during the college entrance examination, you will definitely be able to make a splash and shock the whole province, because others don't know, but I know, in fact, you are the real scholar!

In fact, when I heard Wu Jingguo and his brothers talk about you, they often praise you deeply. ”

Deng Xiaodong said.

Although, Huang Pingfan is very suspicious, this is just a white lie. However, for some reason, Huang Pingfan was still happy from the bottom of his heart.

yes, actually, I'm really not bad.

Recalling the past, in the review class of the third year of high school, before the college entrance examination, on the evening of the penultimate day, for some reason, a group of little hairy children ran to the window of Huang Pingfan's dormitory and shouted loudly together: "Cripple, lame......"

Although it was just a painless sentence, for some reason, Huang Pingfan's heart was twisted when he heard it.

On the penultimate day, inexplicably, while brushing his teeth, he suddenly sneezed and bit his tongue into a small bloody hole.

On the day of the exam, Huang Pingfan repeatedly asked his father not to come to see him for the exam, because their exam room was in his own school, and he had the home advantage, so there would be no special nervousness in his heart.

However, his father, desperately said, must go, must go, must go.

Go for it!

I couldn't help it, so I had to let him go.

However, early in the morning, Huang Pingfan had breakfast early and went to the school gate at seven o'clock to wait for his father.

Wait, wait, wait, I can't wait.

At eight o'clock, all students must return to the examination area and can no longer stay at the school gate.

Huang Pingfan had no choice but to return to the entrance of the examination area and continue to wait for his father.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, no one is seen.

At 8:45 a.m., all candidates must go through the examination room.

Huang Pingfan walked into the examination room stupidly under the urging of the inspection inspection.

The invigilator sent out the test papers, but Huang Pingfan's whole person became abnormal, and he kept thinking nonsense in his head:

What the hell is going on? What is going on?

In the southern provinces, especially in the town of Liying, on the 7th of July, at four o'clock in the morning, the sky was already dawning.

Take a car early in the morning, and you can get to the county seat in an hour.

Not to mention that it starts at four o'clock, even if it is five o'clock, even if it is six o'clock, even if it is seven o'clock, this time should come!

Was it a car accident? Could it be that my father was in a car accident?

What the hell is he hurt?

Or is it dead?

The whole brain is in a mess, everything in the exam room is shaking, the door is shaking, the window is shaking, the table is shaking, everything is shaking......

Helpless, Huang Pingfan had no choice but to lie on the table and honestly close his eyes.

I don't know how long it took him to wake up slowly, barely holding on, and his eyes were on the test paper.

Soon, he finished the previous topic, and it was only time to compose.

However, at this time, he inexplicably remembered the sentence said by Wu Kangjian, a Chinese teacher, that when writing essays, he would rather have the block letters of primary school students than the style of calligraphers.

Huang Pingfan, who was not sober-minded, remembered such a sentence inexplicably, and then wrote the essay in block letters.

All along, he has been writing lines, but he has changed his habits and written in block letters.

It's a pity that one word is big, one word is small, one word is crooked to the east, and one word is crooked to the west.

From time to time, erase, write again, erase again, write again......

The neat score of the volume has definitely been deducted, right?

Also, when writing articles, many times, the emphasis is on one go, and being written in such a way, any inspiration cannot be said.

If the Chinese test is bad, the later subjects will be defeated.

After the results of the college entrance examination came out, Wu Kangjian, the head teacher's Chinese teacher, called and said: "Your Chinese test is very good, with a score of 598 [the standard score used in Southern Province at that time], and the highest Chinese score in the county is more than 600 points." ”

At that time, Huang Pingfan really didn't know whether to cry, laugh or scold.

Huang Pingfan knew that in fact, if he hadn't been entangled by so many ghosts, he would have scored more than 800 points in the Chinese test, which was normal.

If the Chinese performance is normal and does not affect the later subjects, then his total score of 800 points may not be necessary, but more than 700 points should still be very easy.

It's just that, due to the interference of a lot of ghosts, his total score was 545 points, just over the junior college by three points.

When the results came out, I learned that his father had climbed into the bed of Lin Minfang, a female teacher at their school, in the middle of the night, and the teachers of the school couldn't see it, so they called his mother to arrest him.

The whole school was rumored, and the broken jar and broken father simply ran to the hair salon and beauty salon every day, and then, stained with, the thing was swollen like a flashlight.

On the day of Huang Pingfan's college entrance examination, he couldn't get up early at all.

Huang Pingfan was really speechless.

obviously told him over and over again that he would take the exam at his own school, and if he didn't use it, he would just say that he had to come.

Come on, since you are here to visit the elders of the college entrance examination, you will either not come to cheer up before the college entrance examination and do the general mobilization before the war. After all, Huang Pingfan is just a little lame, and it is reasonable to come to help take things.

Sadly, he didn't say when he would arrive beforehand, but just said that Huang Pingfan thought that it was before the college entrance examination to do the pre-war mobilization.

In fact, just after Huang Pingfan finished the Chinese exam, he came with a group of small people under him.

came when he came, but he took Huang Pingfan to the restaurant to eat.

At the dinner table, it was all foul language, and the opening was your basin [Lover's Meaning], my bureau [Lover's Meaning], or dancing with female classmates and so on.

How many years of sadness and grievances, in Deng Xiaodong's sentence that I don't know if it is a white lie, or a very ordinary polite sentence, Huang Pingfan is unswervingly willing to believe that this is true, in this world, there are really people who understand my sadness, sadness, sadness and grievances.

He sprinkled heartily and suppressed the tears of two lifetimes.

Tears rained down.

Ma Yang came back with the fruit, saw Huang Pingfan's sad tears, and asked Deng Xiaodong: "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know, hey, it's really hard for him, a disabled person, everywhere he goes, it's very difficult! The pressure is too great!" Deng Xiaodong shook his head and said in a low voice.

"He's strong, he's never been left behind. Mo Mayang said.

Deng Xiaodong shook his head and sighed: "Because the congenital conditions are not as good as people, the stronger they are, the more desolate they are." On the contrary, if he is willing to go with the flow, look down on the world, and don't care about anything, he will live a little easier. ”

"Character determines fate, he is not the kind of person who is willing to accept defeat casually, let him be!

Let him cry well, I have never seen him cry, since I met him, I have felt that he is like an iron man made of steel, and will never bow to any difficulties.

Always be so positive, optimistic, upward, and proud of life. ”

"You understand him. Deng Xiaodong smiled and said.

"We are at the same table. ”

"What are you here for today?" Deng Xiaodong changed the subject, he didn't like dull topics very much.

Mo Mayang told Deng Xiaodong in detail about today's intention.

"I can help you do this, but the company must go to the county or even the city to complete it, and must it get a company license? Moreover, it can be done in this office. Deng Xiaodong didn't understand Huang Pingfan's strange request.

"It's his request, what kind of style is it. Mo Mayang couldn't say why.

At this time, Huang Pingfan came to his senses, and when he heard that the two of them had already begun to discuss, he interjected and said, "Old classmate, please!"

Deng Xiaodong saw the 2,000 yuan handed over by Huang Pingfan, and he didn't know what the specific application for the company license would be, so he took it and said, "Okay, I will definitely help you do it, please rest assured." It's just that I don't know how much it is for the time being, so let's make up more or less. ”

Huang Pingfan stood up, bent slightly to Deng Xiaodong very seriously, bowed, and then said solemnly: "Please!"

The boss bent over, Mo Mayang, a horse boy, was very conscious, stood up shoulder to shoulder with Huang Pingfan, and bowed to Deng Xiaodong at the same time, and said, "Please!"

Deng Xiaodong was a little angry, and he wanted to shout loudly at these two guys: "I'm still alive, please don't bow to me, okay?"

However, in the current situation, when this sentence is spoken, it is too scenic, he can't say it, he can only sulk in his heart.