Dinner was not eaten well, although Fan Lianying greeted warmly as always, but Wu Zhuoran was still the same as everyone else, and simply ate a few bites of food and put the table down.

Wen Guangyao climbed up the ladder to the roof, and on a cool October evening, the cool breeze came, refreshing, and in the deep blue sky, a bright full moon hung in the sky, emitting a bright and soft light, surrounded by dots of stars, dotted in the vast and boundless sky.

At this moment, he felt the pressure and burden on his body, his parents are getting older day by day, it is impossible to work in the field anymore, the third sister's future tuition must be paid by himself, the second sister's work must be worried by himself, and then as for the future parents' pension and the dowry of the two younger sisters, these are the responsibility of the eldest brother, but in the face of his salary of more than 700 yuan a month, he is very discouraged.

Listening to Wu Zhuoran talking and laughing with his two sisters in the house, he thought of the attitude of the Wu family again, if he knew today's scene, he would definitely be more blocked, and even no play, alas, if the two of them become successful, they will have to buy a house, get married, and have a bride price in the future, all of which will cost money.

How should this emotional road go on, and where is the way out for this family? Wen Guangyao lowered his head in pain and pulled his hair fiercely.

A hand was gently placed on his hand, and at some point, Wu Zhuoran sat down beside him, "Don't be like this, Auntie will be unhappy when she sees it," she smiled and comforted, "It's nothing today, don't take it to heart." ”

Wen Guangyao felt her soft hand caressing her face, "I believe that it is you, no matter what happens in the future, you can be good to me." ”

Wen Guangyao sighed, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, he looked at the lights in the distance, and secretly decided in his heart that if he is a man, he should be self-reliant, he must work hard, change from secondment to regular as soon as possible, win the recognition of her family as soon as possible, and revitalize the family as soon as possible, he stretched out his hand and tried to split forward, as if to split all the obstacles in front of him.

Wen Guangcai only took three days off, Wen Guanghua was nervous about studying in the third year of high school, and he had to go back to school, before leaving, Wen Guangyao saw that her feelings were not high, and instructed, "Second sister, you don't have to worry about family affairs, you just have a brother, you just have to study hard and be admitted to a good university." He wanted to give his sister some more money, but he couldn't get any more money in his pocket.

took some money from home, and left the Wen family set in Uncle Caichen's tricycle as when he came, and the three-day reunion passed quickly, looking at the figure of his mother and father going farther and farther away, Wen Guangyao felt very uncomfortable.

Leaving Wen Jiaji, Wu Zhuoran's love situation improved significantly, Wen Guangcai went back to work, and she took Wen Guangyao to play in Pingyuan City for another day. Wen Guangyao felt very sorry for her in his heart, and he responded as soon as he said it.

When she returned to Longcheng on the afternoon of the fourth, Wu Zhuoran went home directly, in fact, she also missed her parents.

Wen Guangyao returned to No. 2 Middle School, he had to pack his things, and after eleven, he was ready to move directly to the government.

Carrying a bag of millet that his father asked him to give to the leader into the gate of the second middle school, the students in the third year of high school did not have a holiday during the eleventh period, probably because they were in class, and the campus was very quiet.

Wen Guangyao walked to the North Communication Room, Lao Li was singing Peking Opera, he was half-leaning on the chair, his eyes were half-closed, his face was intoxicated, and his two fingers were rhythmically tapping on the table.

“…… This is the unpredictable in this life, I don't want to reunite in the present day, looking back on the prosperity like a dream, the remnants of the life of the line to pay the waves, the willows and flowers are bright and laughing, the good fruit and new flowers can be proud, and the blessing of planting is so rewarded, I am ashamed of the original gift of the peach. ”

At the end of the song, his right hand was stretched out, trembling, and he was completely immersed in the play. Wen Guangyao saw him so drunk, he felt that it was not good to disturb him, he stood outside for a while, Lao Li may also feel that there were people outside, and finally woke up from the intoxication and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing Wen Guangyao standing in front of him, he stood up with a smile, Wen Guangyao felt that others seemed to have never been so relaxed, "What about listening to Peking Opera?" He didn't care, thinking that it was his self-satisfaction when no one was around.

Lao Li smiled and nodded, "Peking Opera is a good thing, heh, the older you get, the more willing you are to listen to it, hehe, it's delicious." He instructed, "You can listen to it more in the future, especially this "Suo Lin Bag", the lyrics are very well written, very good!" he added.

Wen Guangyao didn't know much about Peking Opera, Cheng Pai, and this classic opera at first, but when he was wandering in pain later, listening to the singing in the play, he realized that if there were no ups and downs in life, and if there was no life perception of opening and closing, he would not be able to write this play, and of course, he would not be able to hear the charm inside.

Wen Guangyao put down the bag of millet in his hand, "I grow it at home, you stew porridge, hehe, don't dislike it." He did not follow his father's instructions and went to give millet to the leader. Lao Li's words that night, he felt that he benefited a lot, just to express his heart.

Lao Li smiled, "Heh, millet is a good thing, you keep it for yourself, right?"

"Where do I cook? Heh, I'll just eat in the cafeteria. Wen Guangyao laughed.

Lao Li hesitated for a moment, "Okay, then I'll take it," he untied the bag, took out a handful of golden millet, and twisted it carefully, "Autumn harvest, right?"

Wen Guangyao said, "Then I'll go upstairs first, pack up, and I may have to move to the government after eleven." ”

Lao Li no longer held back, "Okay, you can go," he paused, his eyes were a little complicated, "Do it well." Wen Guangyao smiled and turned to leave.

The dormitory was empty, and Wen Guangyao didn't have many things, and after cleaning up, he sat on the bed and looked at the dormitory where he had lived for more than two months, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. I called Liang Guotao again, and I will go over tomorrow to help his family with the autumn harvest. Liang Guotao has only two fathers and sons in his family, and many people also have many strengths.

He lay on his back on the bed, his mind was full of Wu Zhuoran for a while, and he thought about his second sister's work for a while, and unconsciously fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already the beginning of the lights, and his stomach was a little rumbling.

Looking at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock, and the cafeteria had already closed at this time, Wen Guangyao was thinking of buying a bag of instant noodles at the commissary, but saw a car parked outside the North Hall. For the sake of safety, the cars of the students' parents are not allowed to drive into the courtyard, and now that there are not many teachers, Wen Guangyao can't help but be vigilant.

Coming out of the store, he walked to the communication room, wanting to soak in some hot water at Lao Li's place, and asked about the car by the way. When he approached the communication room, he saw that Lao Li was talking to a middle-aged man. The expressions on the faces of both men were pleasant, and it seemed that the conversation was very speculative and harmonious.

This car may be this middle-aged man. Wen Guangyao was a little puzzled, he usually didn't see anyone coming to Lao Li, let alone talking to people with such a relaxed and confident expression. He noticed that the middle-aged man had thin hair, a slightly chubby figure, and a calm temperament, but he kept smiling on his face, yes, it was the kind of humble smile, the kind of smile that subordinates saw the leader.

Lao Li turned his head and saw him, "Xiaowen, come in." He smiled and beckoned to him. Wen Guangyao thought about it and walked in, "Come, let me introduce, Mr. Zhang," he pointed to the fat man beside him, and then pointed to Wen Guangyao, "Xiaowen," he thought for a moment, "The little brother I met in Dragon City, the little brother is good!" he added.

Wen Guangyao found that Lao Li's speech was very distinctive, sometimes his words were very short or a few words, but he was very powerful.

Mr. Zhang stretched out his hand, "Hello, well, it's good." He smiled, but what he said was Longcheng dialect, Wen Guangyao didn't see the license plate clearly just now, but his hand gave Wen Guangyao a soft feeling.

Wen Guangyao hurriedly put his face on his left hand, "Hello, Mr. Zhang." ”

"The little brother's family is not in Dragon City, if there is anything in the future, you can contact Mr. Zhang. Lao Li restrained his smile and said.

Mr. Zhang hurriedly agreed, "The person you like must be no worse, come to me if you have something." He took out a business card from his bag and handed it to Wen Guangyao.

Wen Guangyao took it with both hands, and saw that there were three words written on it, Zhang Bingquan, general manager of Longcheng Commercial Building. He couldn't help but be in awe, Longcheng commercial building is the most famous shopping mall in Longcheng, integrating catering, shopping and accommodation, there was no concept of commercial complex at that time, in a county-level city in Longcheng, Longcheng commercial building is definitely in front.

Wen Guangyao saw Lao Li looking at him with a smile, but he didn't speak anymore, he hurriedly said, "I'll come over and pour some hot water," he picked up the thermos and soaked it in a familiar way, "Then you talk, I won't bother you." ”

He was just about to go out, but Lao Li stopped him again, "Xiaowen, take these fruits back." He pointed to a large fruit basket behind the door.

Wen Guangyao looked at Mr. Zhang, who was smiling, and hurriedly excused himself, but Lao Li said undoubtedly, "Take it, or I'll send it to you again." ”

Wen Guangyao thought about it, "I'll take a few things to taste, you can keep them and eat them." He was a little embarrassed.

Lao Li stood up, lifted the fruit basket and handed it over, he didn't say anything, patted Wen Guangyao's shoulder, his movements were very natural and kind, but there was an irresistible power, Wen Guangyao had no choice but to take the fruit basket.

took the big fruit basket to Liang's house, although Liang Guotao's family has two people, but the land is planted a lot, Liang Guotao is very happy to see Wen Guangyao. After Wen Guangyao went, he spared no effort, the two worked together during the day, drank together at night, and slept together, but they were as close as brothers.

On the last day of the holiday, Liang Guotao's father said that he would not let Wen Guangyao work in the field again, and Wen Guangyao respected this old man who had endured too much suffering in his life like his father.

In the afternoon, saying goodbye to the old man, Liang Guotao got on a motorcycle, and the two rushed to school, the green shade on the side of the road blocked the road very cool, Liang Guotao's motorcycle also rode fast, Wen Guangyao shouted loudly behind, "You should really be a racing driver!"

Liang Guotao also responded loudly, "What, you are louder!"

Wen Guangyao knew that he couldn't hear clearly, and shouted loudly, "You're as fast as a donkey!"

Liang Guotao knew that there were no good words, he responded with a smile, "Sit tight!" He stepped on the accelerator hard, and the motorcycle flew forward like an arrow, the speed was too fast and the wind was too loud, leaving the words of the two far behind.

Most of the teachers in the school have returned, and there are many young teachers in the dormitory. Everyone watched Wen Guangyao pack up his things, and it was inevitably another joke.

A young teacher sighed, "If you are not a teacher, you don't have to suffer this sin anymore." ”

Another teacher said, "If you want to adjust, you have to have this blessing! I heard that the teachers over there in Fu'an contacted the class boycott eleven years ago. "When everyone heard the news, they were very interested.

Liang Guotao shouted, "Let's go, we dare to strike! Our salary is lower than that of Fu'an!"

"My college classmate is in the Liangang Development Zone, and after graduating in the same year, he gets more than 150 yuan a month more than me!"

"We're also connected," a young teacher said mysteriously, "before the holidays, a classmate from No. 1 called me......" his voice lowered.

"The Education Bureau also held an emergency meeting on safety and stability before the holiday, and I didn't even eat at noon, and I guess I heard the rumors. ”