After graduating from college, he couldn't find a suitable job, so Fan Ran had to return to the countryside.

He came out of the mountains and returned to the mountains.

Both parents are farmers, and they worked hard to dig out the money from the loess, and finally sent their son to college, hoping to be able to easily plant the land, feed the pigs, and live a quiet life, but now the son who is not angry can not find a job, and stays at home all day with nothing to do, and looks at it every day and is not happy. What should I do? After all, it's my own child. The mountain people themselves are honest, and they always can't hide what is in their hearts.

One day, my father came back from the field with dung, and my father, who was busy all morning, had already asked Fan Ran to cook breakfast, and when I came back, Fan Ran was still sleeping on the bed motionless, ignoring it and not cooking. At this time, his mother also returned, and put a heavy basket of pigweed on his back in the yard. They were angry, and their father came up and slapped them a few times: "We are tired and tired outside, so we will ask you to sleep for Lao Tzu." Fan Ran jumped up from the bed with a snort, glared at his father fiercely with his two eyes, didn't say a word, put on his clothes, lowered his head and quickly ran out of the house.

His mother, who seemed tired, sat on the cold stone bars in the yard and watched numbly as her son ran towards the river. My father lit a leaf cigarette, took a few puffs, and went to the kitchen to cook.

Not far from Fan Ran's house is a small river, which has clear water all year round, and he grew up by this river. When I was a child, I caught fish, touched crabs, played with stones, and herded cattle in the river with my friends, and I didn't want to go home until it was dark.

Today he came to the river again, but it was a different feeling, and he had a lot of thoughts. Studying in school, coming from the countryside, there are no suitable clothes to wear, no money, the soil is rustic, his classmates dislike him, he has no friends, and he is unwilling to be with him, because he is dirty, and his classmates feel that it is very shameless to be with him. Not to mention his girlfriend, no girl likes him, he always sees people coming in and out in pairs, and he has an indescribable feeling in his heart. After graduation, most of the other students found suitable jobs, some were introduced by their families, some were introduced by friends, and some applied for jobs by themselves. He interviewed more than a dozen companies, but none of them hired him. He had to return to his hometown in the countryside, and he was even more introverted because of his introverted personality.

Fan Ran threw a stone into the river, and the stone startled the small fish hidden under the moss, and the small fish fled in all directions, and when he saw the frightened fish, the corners of Fan Ran's mouth showed a strange smile.

Around noon, he estimated that his parents had gone out to work, so he slowly returned home. The house was deserted, and in this remote rural area, there were few families within a radius of several miles.

Fan Ran closed the wooden door, sat in front of the wooden lattice window and looked into the courtyard, the bamboo forest outside the courtyard occasionally had a half-green and yellow bamboo leaf falling, fluttering, silently falling on the damp soil, Fan Ran suddenly thought of himself, like a bamboo leaf floating in the sea unintentionally, no one cared, as if existence or non-existence did not matter. There are no roots, and they don't know where to go.

Look at this room again, I grew up in this room, wooden tables, bamboo chairs, wooden beds, homemade bookshelves, paper certificates on the wall, everything is so close and so far away.

On the bamboo chair, Fan Ran sat for more than two hours, recalling the bits and pieces of the past, the hard work of his parents, the disappointment of his parents in himself, and the white eyes of his relatives......

He got up and sorted out the books he had read, which was an unhappy memory.

"Where am I going from here?"

He gritted his teeth, straightened his clothes briefly, took the only fifty dollars he had, and walked out the door without looking back.

Where he could go?

Why don't you go to the city where you want to study first?

Fan Ran's home is in Tumen Town, and there is no direct car to Pingrong in Tumen Town, only from Tumen to Qingyuan City, and then to Pingrong. He didn't think much about it in his heart, he didn't care about three seven twenty-one, and he went to Qingyuan first.

Fan Ran knew that the money on his body was only enough for a ticket to Qingyuan. What to do next, only go out and talk about it. It's better than at home. I really can't stay any longer. It's not just because of a few slaps from my father today, in the more than a year since I graduated at home, nine out of ten days have been unhappy, on the one hand, because of the views of my parents and relatives, on the other hand, I am so old, and I use a lot of money in my family to study, and the family is basically poor, and now I can't share anything for the family, and I stay at home and eat idle food, like a waste person.

Before I knew it, I had walked several miles of mountain roads. When he met the villagers who greeted him on the way, Fan Ran didn't know it. I just want to hurry to Tumen Town.

Leave this home, whether you go outside dead or alive.

Tumen Town is still the same as usual, a straight street paved with stones, from one end to the other, there are a few scattered people living on the street, and occasionally a middle-aged woman pours a basin of dirty water from the house into the street, and the piercing sound of "whoosh" sounds.

Fan Ran quickened his pace, and the last shuttle bus from Tumen Town was about to leave.

The driver was a big fat man, and his body was almost the width of the entire door. He had been driving in this town for many years, and his voice was as rough as that of a cow: "Get in the car, get in the car, and go right away." ”

Fan Dye got into the car and sat in the corner of the last row of the car, as he had been for many years, always hiding in the corner, no matter what the occasion.

Parents should be home now, are they tired of sitting on the little wooden bench and washing their feet full of mud? Wouldn't it be sad that they couldn't find me? They've worked hard enough over the years.

Fan Ran thought about it and burst into tears unconsciously.

The car suddenly stopped halfway, and it turned out that someone wanted to take a ride. Three women came up, two middle-aged women and a little girl to be exact, the two women looked forty-seven or eighteen, and the little girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old. They were carrying large bags of luggage, as if they were going to go far away. Before the three of them could get into the car, the driver drove away, and they stumbled one by one, but fortunately there were many empty places. The three of them held on to the back of the chair, put the luggage on the seat, and sat in the last row by inertia.

Sitting next to Fan Ran was a middle-aged woman, with a smell of not taking a bath for many days, and the unspeakable sour smell of sweat, Fan Ran leaned against the car window. The little girl seemed to have discovered something, and smiled softly at Fan Ran.

Fan Ran was shocked, he had never seen anyone smile so kindly at him. Although this girl is mediocre in appearance. He ignored it either, turned his head away, and turned his face to the receding greenery outside the window.

The sky gradually darkened, and as far as the eye could see, there were only gray mountains in sight, and there were still mountains beyond the mountains, rolling and undulating. "Shhhh

The middle-aged woman next to her got into the car and fell asleep on the back of the front seat not long after. Fan Ran looked at the girl sitting in the middle, the girl happened to look at him, Fan Ran quickly avoided her gaze, he was afraid and inferior.

Tumen Town is actually not far from Qingyuan City, but it is all mountain roads that are very difficult to walk, the road surface is uneven and there are many curves, and the speed is quite slow. When I arrived in Qingyuan, it was already dark.

Fan Ran got out of the car and didn't know where to go. Two women and the little girl also got out of the car, the two middle-aged women were busy putting things on their shoulders, and the little girl also put the cloth bag on her back, turned her head and smiled at Fan Ran to say goodbye.

I haven't eaten all day today and I don't feel hungry.

He walked around the station gate, not knowing where to go.

So I went back to the waiting room and wanted to sleep on the chair at the station, but I couldn't sleep. I have fifteen dollars left in my pocket, and I don't know what to do tomorrow.

Looking at the people coming and going outside the waiting room, Fan Ran suddenly felt that all this was in front of him, but it was so far away from him. He is a person who is out of step with the world.

Lost in thought.

Leaning back in his chair, he sat in a daze all night, the longest night of his life.

At dawn, there were slowly more people in the station, Fan Ran wanted to go to Pingrong, he could only go to Pingrong, because he was studying there and was more familiar, and Qingyuan was a strange city, and he didn't know where to go in Qingyuan. Not to mention finding a job.

Fan Ran had his hands in his pockets, and he was still holding the remaining fifteen yuan tightly, and after holding it all night, his palms were oozing sweat. What to do, the fare to Pingrong costs forty-eight yuan, and now I only have fifteen yuan on hand. In this era when there are no relatives and friends, and there are no Alipay, WeChat, and credit cards, a penny will be difficult for heroes.

At this time, a middle-aged man sat next to him, neatly dressed and clean. Suddenly, Fan Ran had a bold idea, could he "borrow" dozens of dollars from strangers, yes, borrow. Be a beggar who borrows once. However, Fan Ran couldn't open his mouth.

"Uncle ......"

The middle-aged man looked at Fan Ran's tired face, and obviously dressed like a countryman, and before he could finish speaking, he got up and sat down in another farther position, looking at him from a distance.

The second, the third......

Because Fan Ran's language was wooden, he didn't believe and ignore him at all. He was utterly disappointed.

"I can't go back, I can't go back, I can't go back to the countryside like this," Fan Ran repeated these words in his heart.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Is there anyone in Pingrong, is there anyone who has arrived in Pingrong, and I will drive immediately." ”

Fan Ran's eyes suddenly lit up, he quickly ran over, grabbed the hand of the person who was shouting, and said without tears: "Uncle, I lost my wallet, can I take your car to Pingrong, and I will give you the money when I arrive." ”

That person was the driver of the Kaiping Rong car, and when he saw the young man's sincere and pitiful expression, he said a few words simply: "You must give it when you arrive, get on it, get in the car, and leave immediately." ”

Fan Ran grabbed a life-saving straw and hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, uncle." Then he ran into the car as fast as he could.