In the evening of the same day, it was almost there, the traffic jam on the highway became a long queue, the bus stopped and stopped, and there was a choking smell of fuel in the carriage, I was sick and nauseous, and I didn't dare to open the window to eat ash and smell the car exhaust.

It was blocked for almost an hour before it was slowly dredged.

The conductor reported the station in Mandarin with an accent, and I got off the train with my bag.

Yangcheng is a county-level city near X Province, which is at the junction of the two provinces, and has developed rapidly in the past two years, and some factories have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and there is a smell of dust in the air. In a season like early spring, coupled with a raging sandstorm, you will be disgraced as soon as you get out of the car.

When someone contacted me, I waited for half an hour on the side of the highway before someone came, holding a sign in his hand that read: "Du Jiayin." ”

Or a typo.

It was an uncle, with deep and shallow lines on his face, who saw me stand up, pointed to the words on the sign, and said, "Are you Du Jiayin?"

I nodded.

I'm still not used to it, and I always feel that this name is calling someone else instead of me.

"That's you, come with me. ”

I followed Uncle and got off the highway and walked on the ridge next to the cornfield, where the wind was cold at night, and there was a moon in the sky, hooked on the branch of a tree.

On the way, Uncle Du told me that my family lives in the village, but my school is in the city, and tomorrow morning I called a car to take me to the city to recognize the school.

I reluctantly agreed, "Thank you, uncle." ”

Walked all the way to the dirt road, in front of a single-door single-courtyard house, Uncle Du took me in, he has a son and a daughter, the daughter has been married, the son went out to work and came back at night, came back at night to see Uncle Du's son, I said hello to him, but his eyes glanced directly at me, and snorted casually.

The room I lived in was quite clean, but it was too cloudy and damp, and I couldn't sleep on the bed, so I simply sat up with my legs crossed and watched the moonlight outside the window.

Starting today, I'm going to start alone.

The next morning, Uncle Du took me to the city to find a house, let the agent take to see several houses, and finally because I was the only girl living by myself, I decided to rent the house in a small courtyard, the first floor, a kitchen, a living room and a bathroom, the conditions are good, and it is relatively clean.

Uncle Du helped me pay the rent for three months first, and from a washed white handkerchief, wrapped a pile of hundred, he licked his saliva and counted the money and handed it to the landlord, I could see the reluctance in his eyes.

Because the water and electricity bills are apportioned and paid at the end of the month, Uncle Du gave me 300 yuan before leaving, saying that it was not enough to go to the house to ask for it.

I nodded and sent Uncle Du away.

It is absolutely impossible to ask for money at home, and it is originally borrowed from someone's house, so how can it be possible to reach out to someone to ask for money again.

I don't know if Lu Jingzhong gave the Du family money and how much money he gave when he went through this procedure for me, it has nothing to do with me.

The structure of the room is to go into the living room kitchen, the bedroom to the inside, and then to the bathroom, more than 40 square meters, I can sleep enough alone.

In the afternoon, I simply packed up my things and made a call to my mother to report that I was safe, but the sound was very noisy, and I only heard my mother "know" and hung up.

Before going out to eat in the evening, I ordered some money on my body, in addition to the 300 yuan given to me by Uncle Du, and the 138 left over from my part-time job in a hot pot restaurant.

You can only save a little.

On the first night I slept in this strange place, I knew that I had completely said goodbye to the past, and in addition to my mother's mobile phone number, only Uncle Du's number and the school director's number were left on my mobile phone.

I want to give Mr. Lu a call, even if it's just to hear his voice......

At that time, I obviously liked it badly, and many times I would stare at that number for a long time, but now, I looked at the nine number keys on the mobile phone screen, and I couldn't remember Mr. Lu's mobile phone number at all.

I buried my face in the pillow and said to myself: Good night, Du Jiayin.

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The next day, I called the school director according to the phone number that Uncle Du gave me, and the director told me to go to the school after 8 o'clock.

I looked at Yangcheng No. 3 Middle School indicated on the student card, and checked it with my mobile phone, it was a third-rate middle school in Yangcheng, and many students were admitted to the university by art, and the school spirit was not very positive.

The rented house is not too far from the school, the bus is only five stops, and when I arrived at the school, the class bell had just rang, but two girls came over, their school uniform jackets were tied around their waists, and their faces were painted with heavy makeup, and they looked at me as if they were looking at dirt buns, and behind me, I clearly heard their snickering.

In the Academic Affairs Office, the director placed me in the third and eighth classes of high school, and then went to get the school uniform and handed over one hundred and eighteen.

Originally, I didn't want a school uniform, and I had to take the college entrance examination in less than two months, but if all the students in the school wore the school uniform, and I didn't wear it, it would be too outstanding, I didn't want to be different, let alone be unique, and the whole world would forget me in this corner.

However, one thing on my agenda was that I had to find a job.

The homeroom teacher, a male teacher wearing a pair of thick black-framed glasses, led me to the class, directly picked a vacant seat in the penultimate row for me to sit over, and did not let me introduce myself, and directly began to talk about the papers.

Sitting next to me was a tall boy leaning against the table behind me, as if he had no bones, and just as I went in sideways, he gave me a place. Sitting at the table in front of me was a girl with long hair and a shawl, and she lowered her voice and asked me, "My name is Zheng Rao, what is your name?"

I smiled: "My name is Chen ...... Du Jiayin. ”

The boy next to him heard it and opened his eyes and looked at me: "Rong Ling." ”

These are the two people I know in this class, Zheng Rao is as simple as a jasmine flower, Rong Ling typically comes to the school, either sleeping in class or looking at Zheng Rao sitting in front with his arms crossed, with a kind of ...... in his eyes that I don't understand Infatuation, well, is infatuation.

Zheng Rao and Qiao Chu's personalities are diametrically opposed, they are the kind of girls who are particularly quiet, and there is no cowardice brought by my background, the boys in the class call her a temperament beauty, but some classmates say that she is hypocritical, when I went to the toilet, I heard a few girls saying that she was a chicken, and there was a commotion under her bones.

After a week, I paid the water and electricity bills for this month, and I only had less than 100 yuan left on my body, and when I went to eat after self-study in the evening, I secretly took two steamed buns and ran to the roof of the teaching building to find a place where no one could see it.

However, I didn't expect that when I got upstairs, I saw several figures in the distance, and between my fingers it seemed to be holding a cigarette, and I was about to go down, when I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"Jiayin!"

I turned around: "Zheng Rao." ”

Zheng Rao didn't know what to say to the few people behind her, and walked over to me: "Why didn't you go to dinner?

I flinched back, "Nothing. ”

At that time, I was a bit inferior and sensitive, thinking that being poor would make people look down on me and not want people to know. Therefore, I usually rarely talk to my classmates, and I naturally have to talk about my own situation when I talk too much, and I am the kind of person who is exposed as soon as I lie.

Zheng Rao looked at it directly, and when she came over, I smelled a fragrance on her body, mixed with the smell of tobacco that might have been smoked by those people just now, which was a little pungent.

She pointed to the steamed bun in my hand: "You eat this at night?"

I didn't speak for a moment.

Zheng Rao said: "Are you experiencing something at home and lack of money?"

"I ......" I moved my lips, still not knowing how to speak.

Zheng Rao asked directly: "How much is missing?" I'll borrow you." ”

"I'm not short of money, you think too much," I smiled at the vanity in my heart, "I've already eaten, it's ......"

I paused, but I really couldn't think of what the two steamed buns in my hand could be, so Zheng Rao answered for me: "Is it an extra meal or a supper?"

Looking at Zheng Rao's expression, I knew that she asked me this on purpose.

When we went downstairs together, Zheng Rao asked me, "Jiayin, where did you turn it from?" Forget it, I didn't ask. ”

Maybe Zheng Rao was afraid that my self-esteem would be damaged, so she didn't mention borrowing money, but when it was time for self-study in the evening, Zheng Rao suddenly passed me a note: "Do you want to find a job? ”

I looked at this note, my eyes lit up, and before I could reply to Zheng Rao, she handed me another note: "Say less than three thousand a month, now it's only Saturday and Sunday." ”

Don't say three thousand, even if it's three hundred, I'm willing to do it now, but I don't really understand what Zheng Rao means by "now it's only Saturday and Sunday".

I was about to reply to Zheng Rao, when Rong Ling next to me came over, and with a lift of his hand, he took away the first note that Zheng Rao gave me, raised his eyebrows and asked me, "Do you want to find a job?"

Rong Ling's voice was not small, and some of the classmates next to him had already turned their heads to look.