After the National Day, the pace of work has accelerated, and I often work overtime until eleven or twelve o'clock. The little boss has not reappeared, but the rumors in the workshop have not stopped, which can be regarded as the only little fun after some people's busy work. Sure enough, as everyone said, Tao Zhi always wore a decent set of professional clothes when she entered the office to work, which showed her difference. It's just that the wind of rumors is no longer one-sided, some people are beginning to envy her good luck, and some people are still slandering her character, but differently. For Tao Zhi, who is at the center of the rumors, Zijun occasionally encounters it, and his face is still a little pale. With the first friendly smile, the later seems more natural, when you meet, you will always say hello or look at each other and smile, and you will politely return a smile when you meet each other.

Yao Jing and Jianhua have been here very little recently, and the relationship between Jianhua and A-Ying has become more and more stable. They rarely come directly to the dormitory, but they always go out to eat and spend the night after the night shift, and even Zijun has joined such a ranks. Working overtime for a long time, I can't stand the iron beating without eating at night. Such days fly by, seeing that the Gregorian New Year is coming soon, and occasionally when the weather is cold, I have to put on a sweater, but this day Zijun received an unexpected letter.

When he got it from the communication room, when he saw the handwriting on the envelope, Zijun felt like a dream. From the day she came out to work, she never thought that she would be able to receive his letter, as long as she glanced at the chic and elegant handwriting, she knew that it was Zhou Can, not to mention that the address of the sender below was clearly written "Longcheng County No. 1 Middle School".

Holding the letter in his hand, a sweet, sour feeling came to my heart. I want to laugh, the corners of my mouth unconsciously hook, I want to cry, my eyes start to become hazy hotly. She ran quickly to a small park not far from the factory, hid behind a tree, and tore open the envelope with trembling hands......

Chen Zijun: Are you okay outside? Just these few simple words, Zijun burst into tears, not good, not good, I am not good, I want to go to school, I miss you too. Her heart was roaring, but she bit her lower lip and didn't dare to let herself cry......

Zijun doesn't remember how he finished reading the letter, as long as he thought of his words at the end of the letter, "Chen Zijun, I still remember our agreement, and I hope you don't forget it either." She just couldn't stop her tears. It was just wiped off with the sleeve of his shirt and then flowed down, so that Zijun didn't pay attention to it at all.

When he returned to the dormitory, his eyes were still a little red and swollen, "Zijun, what's wrong with you? Have you ever cried?" Yao Zi was startled by such a Zijun, unconscious, sad and desperate.

Zijun began to cry again, and pulled the letter tightly in his hand with one hand. Zhou Can went to the house to find her, she already knew, and as soon as her sister said it, she guessed that it was him. For this reason, I also secretly hid in bed and cried twice, one because of this, and the sad thing that I couldn't go to school, and the other for the girl's hidden girlish feelings in her heart.

"Zijun, what are you crying about, you're dying. It can't be your dad—your dad—" Xiaoxia saw the letter in Zijun's hand, and thought that something had happened in her house again.

It was the first time for Yao Zi and Xiaoxia to see Zijun's emotions exposed, and they sat there silently crying. The two were so anxious that they coaxed and patted around her, Zijun only saw two vague figures dangling in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and gradually stopped his tears.

"I'm fine, I just saw my classmates write letters and want to go to school again. Hearing that she finally spoke, Xiaoxia and Yao Zi were relieved.

"I don't like to read, what's so good about reading, I came here as soon as I graduated from junior high school. Still, it's fun to read. Yao Zi sighed, she had just finished taking the high school entrance examination, and she came on the twentieth of June, thinking that she was liberated, but she had entered another bigger and stronger cage.

"Me too, it's okay for girls to graduate from junior high school, and many of them work for the family after graduating from primary school and don't go to school. Xiaoxia graduated from junior high school last year, worked at home for half a year, and came to Guangdong to work with her fellow villagers after the Spring Festival this year. She doesn't have any other hobbies, what she is most passionate about is reading novels, and she always thinks that she will become the heroine of the novel one day, out of her current life. I read all the flashlights at night, read too many books, my eyes are very short-sighted, and I have already set up a pair of glasses.

"Isn't it nine years of compulsory education, and the teacher doesn't pick up the students?" Zijun remembered that if there were children in his hometown who had not finished junior high school, the teacher would go to the home to pick them up, and he persuaded him to at least finish junior high school.

"That can't stop people from refusing to go. Xiaoxia sighed.

Zijun remembered that there were also students in the class who dropped out of school in the past, some of them were not good at grades and they didn't want to go to school, and some parents felt that it was better to go out with them early to earn money to support their families, so they didn't let their children go to school.

But her father didn't think so, and he always said that you can see farther only by standing tall. He said that although reading more books does not necessarily make it more useful than others, if a person is talented and can learn more knowledge, he will definitely be able to play a greater advantage.

What Dad said was so reasonable, thinking of this, Zijun didn't shed tears, it was she who was cowardly again and didn't control her emotions. As long as she insists on not giving up, she will definitely be able to stand taller. Zhou Can, our agreement, I will never forget.

"It's good to read more. My cousin has good grades, my uncle originally wanted her to come out to work as soon as she graduated from junior high school, who knew that she was admitted to the technical secondary school, my uncle heard the teacher say that after graduation, there is a job and allocation, and then he will be a person from the state unit, and he is happy to let her study for three more years. I started working in the second half of this year, and I am a teacher at the school. Yao Zi thought that her cousin, who was working as a teacher at home, was also very envious, although the salary she received now was not as much as her, but the work was easy, she took a few classes a day, and she had a weekend off, so she didn't have to run thousands of miles away like them, let alone work overtime day and night like them.

"Yes, several of my classmates are admitted to secondary schools. Zijun remembered that there were several students in the class who went to technical secondary school, and there was a job arrangement as soon as they graduated from secondary school, although they were not as promising as going to college, but they had a good job, and they could get their wages a few years earlier, which was the best way out for rural children.

It's just that what Zijun didn't know at this time was that the secondary school students who graduated this year had no job arrangements in the future, and they had to rely on themselves. Of course, college students with real talents are still very popular with employers, and the starting salary is much higher than that of these people. The promotion space is also completely unmatched by them.

For a while, several girls were silent, although it had only been a year since they came out to work, but reading seemed to be a very distant thing. The life of part-time work is not as enviable as others show, and the heavy work and monotonous life make their youth lose color.