In the past few days, the admission letter is about to come down, so I am always absent-minded, after all, this is a major event that can determine my life, but it seems that my parents are more nervous than me, and they are chattering all day long, so I almost don't ask God to worship Buddha. As soon as the call came, I hurriedly picked up a towel and asked my co-workers to take care of it for me while wiping my sweat, and ran to my phone.

"Hey, is it Pengju?"

"It's me, Mr. Tang,"

"Congratulations, your notice has come down, well, the first choice, ** Minzu University, when will you come to the school to pick it up?"

"I'll rush back as soon as possible, I should be there on Monday, thank you, teacher, hard work!"

"It's okay! I'm happy for you, and it's not only about learning your ability to do this, if you listen to it in the past few years, work harder, how do you think you're just two, are you tired of working, do you regret it?----------?"

"Teacher, I ----------, thank you, teacher, I went to work.

"What's the matter, which school doesn't get it, when you fill in the volunteers, you are asked to fill in your normal schools, but you don't listen, what do you want to fill in Xinjiang, Gansu, Heilongjiang, those schools that are either northwest or northeast, it's not good to stay in the province? It's still close to home, why are you running so far, it's not good to listen to your mother's words? It's so cold in the north, it's all sand in the northwest, and it's a sandstorm at every turn--------。 Seeing that my mother turned on the preaching mode again, I turned my head and left to let her calm down.

"Is the notice coming to Pengju? I see you're very happy. ”

"Here, Uncle Wang. ”

"That's good, that kid in my family is far worse than you, and I have to let him repeat his studies for a year, and I can't let him go to work, but he can't be like us now, alas!"

Looking at Uncle Wang sighing, I can't say anything, I don't know how to speak, and if I say the wrong thing, I will be embarrassed, so I have to keep my mouth shut. His son Wang Hao, like me, has just graduated from high school, but he didn't do well in the exam and plans to repeat his studies for a year, but I feel that he doesn't want to repeat his studies, but he has to listen to his parents.

At noon, my parents were very happy and bought a fish to celebrate. The mother said that her son was admitted to university, unlike them who had worked in a factory all their lives and had no way out. Even if I'm tired from work every day, I'm still very happy, I don't know what to say about her, I think she's too optimistic, it's nothing great to go to college these days, and I may not find a job in the future, and I'm not the kind of person who is super capable.

The work still has to go on, the life still has to live, but the spirit is different, there is hope, no longer complaining like before, and I don't feel so tired, after all, I won't have to do this after a while.

A few days later I set out on the way home, of course I was alone, my mother wanted to go back with me, but I refused, after all, I am an adult, and I am used to being alone. More than ten hours later, I returned to Guizhou and arrived at the county seat.

Outside the station, his younger brother, who was sitting on a motorcycle and tidying up in the rearview mirror, had been waiting for a long time, and he was already very impatient. His name is Liu Lianhai, he is 14 years old this year, and he is about to be in his third year of junior high school, of course he is not an adult, and he does not have a motorcycle driver's license, nor does he wear a helmet, but he has been riding a motorcycle around for two years, who cares?

This small county is just a county road, and it is always full of potholes, many roads are dirt roads, no one cares, let alone a camera, and the county traffic police are not anything. Guizhou is a motorcycle kingdom, the road is full of black cars, unlicensed driving everywhere, in order to catch an unlicensed driver, it is impossible to appear in the movie of the speeding car chase, caught by the traffic police is the same as winning the lottery. Security awareness? Don't talk about it.

Although I kept reminding him not to let him ride a motorcycle, it was obvious that he couldn't listen to me, his parents were not at home all the time, I was in high school all the time, and the words of my grandparents were a gust of wind in his ears. I always say that one day I broke my hand and broken my foot, but he never took me seriously, let alone listened to me.

Young man! I am in a rebellious period, and I always look like the eldest and my second. Who doesn't have a young and frivolous time, and now they are at the age of pursuing individuality and worshipping the old boys, let them study hard and make progress every day, isn't this nonsense! Maybe the heavy study tasks in high school will make them young people have no time to go crazy.

Let's wave now, no one cares anyway, and many things will only be understood until you have experienced them. It wasn't until later that something really happened and I found out that there was still my big brother. It really responds to the saying "preaching is useless, broken bones are the best textbooks." ”