Tong Miao took a train for two days and one night to get to Jiangcheng, and she came here to study. It happened to be noon when I got off the train, and at about twelve o'clock, the October sun hung in the sky like a great fireball that burned extremely hot, and the flames turned red into blood, and the clouds around it seemed to be scorched.

The entire train station is equivalent to a steamer, and Tong Miao is the white bun inside, and the whole body is full of sweat and smell.

However, the bun is fragrant, and she is rancid. People came and went at the exit of the station, and the ears were filled with dialects from Tiannan and Haibei, which were abrupt and abrupt, and the temples were beating with them, and Tong Miao felt a little dizzy.

The uncle hurried ahead with his luggage, and she followed behind with the crowd. The train sat for two days, only ate a bowl of instant noodles and a low-quality bread, and when she left the station, her uncle asked her if she was hungry, and Tong Miao nodded honestly.

There happened to be a fast food restaurant nearby, and her uncle took her in, pushed the door open, and the cold air on her face made her feel a little excited.

There are a lot of people in the store, and at this point in time, everyone is here to scribble out their lunch, and they basically can't find a place, so they have to stand.

The uncle gave Tong Miao a big red banknote, and Tong Miao took the money and was a little at a loss. He was sweating profusely and lifted his clothes, revealing a dark belly with layers of dirt and folds, and the sweat that flowed down was also dark.

This action made a young girl next to her frown unconsciously, and then covered her nose and moved away a little.

Tong Miao saw it in his eyes. Actually, I don't blame others. The girl is not only hiding from her uncle, but also from her.

They, for the city, were from the countryside, rude and barbaric. Girls are not alone, and there are many more people who are curious and disgusted from the bottom of their hearts, why are there always people who leave the countryside that is naturally suitable for them to live in, and have to rush to the bustling city and waste the good place.

When Tong Miao was queuing, she found that everyone was paying with their mobile phones, and she held the crumpled banknotes and felt amazing.

Finally, it was her turn, Tong Miao looked at the various menus on the display screen again, and couldn't say what she wanted to eat.

The orderer was quite enthusiastic and recommended a few new products for her, but she couldn't even hear the name clearly, and she didn't even say a few words reluctantly until the people behind her were impatient and urged her to hurry up.

Two cups of Coke, a hamburger, one fries, thirty-eight pieces. It's expensive. Tong Miao took the tray and squeezed out of the ordering line in a gloomy manner.

In the few minutes that my uncle was waiting for her, he was already squatting in the corner, and he took several tea eggs to eat on the spot, which he brought when he came to Jiangcheng, it was too hot, and the smell was already stuffy in the bag.

"Uncle, I've bought it. She obediently pushed the tray forward. Uncle got up and wiped his oil-stained hands carelessly,

"You eat, I'm not hungry, I'm afraid you'll be hungry, so I brought you to eat. Tong Miao pursed her lips and did not speak.

She just suddenly felt a little sad that her uncle hadn't eaten a hamburger yet, but he waved his hand and said he didn't want anything.

The salad dressing in the burger was a little strange to her, sweet and sour, but the taste was okay. Tong Miao ate two slices of bread, and the crispy chicken in the middle was wrapped in wrapping paper and left untouched, she wanted to leave it for her uncle.

After lunch, I had to go to school to report, and today is the first day of September. Tong Miao's family conditions are not good, she grew up in a closed countryside, and the yellow earth used its turbid river water to nourish a fairly young and white body.

She is neither tall nor short, with a thin figure, ponytails, bangs, and a simple mess. Her father had been sentenced to twenty years in prison before she was born, and she didn't know what he looked like, and her mother remarried when she was six years old and gave birth to a little brother.

Since then, Tong Miao has completely become a marginal figure. She plays the role of a laundry, cooking, cleaning, and taking care of her younger brother at home, which is indispensable, but has never been noticed.

Fortunately, I still have an uncle. After his aunt died, he didn't remarry, he didn't have any children, he was alone, he had nothing to worry about, and occasionally gave Tong Miao's mother a hand, and his life went by.

At that time, her mother was thinking of asking her to drop out of school, the family's economic conditions could not afford to support her, and she felt that she was a girl, and it was useless to read so many books, so it was better to help do some farm work at home, and find someone to marry in two years.

It was also at that time that my uncle rescued a child who fell into the water in the village, and I didn't expect that the child's father was a well-known figure in the county.

In order to repay him, the child's father planned to give his uncle a few thousand yuan, but the uncle said that the money was not needed, and he just wanted his niece to go to school.

It just so happened that the village issued an education poverty alleviation policy, so Tong Miao got a place to study in Jiangcheng, and for her, studying was like a mosquito that slipped out of the crack in the slowly closing door, which was very lucky.

Jiangcheng is the largest city in the north, at the foot of the imperial city, every inch of land is golden, prosperous and noisy. Tong Miao was carrying an old schoolbag that had been washed and faded over and over again, standing at the crossroads, and even looked around hesitantly.

Her expression was still a little stuck in the woodenness of the countryside, and her cheeks were exposed to the sun in two layers

"Plateau red", sweating. She knew that this place was different from the small mountain village she grew up in.

It's almost two hours from the train station to the school, and you have to take the subway and transfer to the bus. Red light stops, green lights go, yellow lights... My uncle was carrying his luggage on the side of the road.

Stop at red light, go at green light, and light yellow at ...... Tong Miao meditated silently in his heart. One by one, the cars sped past in front of them, elongating their figures, so fast that they almost blurred their outlines and made it impossible to see.

"Whew-" again

"Whoa-" Confuses people's eyes. Yellow light..... Yellow light ready. She finally finished reading.

At this time, my uncle wiped his sweat,

"Let's go, green light, cross the street. As soon as these words fell, he stepped out. I don't know why, Tong Miao felt a little premonition and wanted to stop him, but before he could do it, his uncle had already walked quickly to the middle of the road.

"Uncle!" she cried out, and her heart skipped a beat—a car was driving in her uncle's direction, and the engine was low, whistling, sharp, harsh, and stirring up a gust of wind, flamboyant and domineering.

Tong Miao's eyes widened in this thrilling scene, but fortunately, seeing that he was about to collide, the car turned in a direction and pulled over.

The movement of the brakes pierced several layers of clouds, it was sudden, and Tong Miao subconsciously covered his ears.

Then there was silence. The door was opened, and a man stepped out of the car.