Chapter 8: The Flowing Fire of July (4)

Lu Yuhao's heart was also extremely uncomfortable. For the sake of him, his mother transferred to a local place ahead of schedule, and in the past few months, she has taken meticulous care of her, and didn't she just hope that her son would fight for his strength and be admitted to university?

For the next two days, Ye Ziyu didn't go out. He didn't go to Yang Wanqing, but just wrote her another letter, this time in Chinese. He told her that thanks to her help and encouragement, he scored 438 points in the college entrance examination, but unfortunately, he still failed to get online. Then he wished her a satisfactory admission to the university.

After the letter was sent, he thought that Wanqing would understand why he didn't go to her.

That night, he filled in the words of "Waves and Sands" on the paper. For more than half a year, because I was busy with the college entrance examination, I haven't written. Naturally, his father taught him how to fill in the poems, but Ye Ziyu is very talented in this area, but it is useless for the college entrance examination. The words say:

Raise your hand to the rain curtain, and the sky is vast. The scenery in the distance has become smoke, even if you can see each other, what is your wish?

The flowing water is no longer contained, and there are thousands of channels. Sometimes it's easier to see, sometimes it's harder. The flowers bloom and fall and people return, and there is no chance from then on.

Ye Chengxuan didn't blame his son, although he didn't have a taste in his heart. He is not angry that his son is useless, nor will he scold his son for being useless. If the Son does not teach, the Father is guilty. In fact, he admires his son very much, believing that he has inherited many advantages from the family. He was more unwilling, he was unwilling to let his son not even get a college education? He was just an extremely ordinary father, he had no power to seek anything for his son, and he was also confused about what his son should do next.

Although his parents did not blame Ye Ziyu, he knew that his father's heart must be full of deep disappointment. Before the college entrance examination, he didn't seem to care much about whether he could get in. After the exam, I vaguely thought about what to do if I failed the exam, but this thought was just a flash. Now that the facts are in front of him, he feels lost and helpless. His parents still leave early for work every day, and he always waits for them to leave before he gets up, even though he wakes up earlier than them.

How should I face life in the future?

Ye Ziyu couldn't stay at home and didn't want to see anyone, including his best friend Lu Yuhao. Both of them fell off the list, what can they say when they meet? There is no word for each other, only a thousand tears? He began to walk out of the house every day and wander aimlessly on the street. At first, he walked around the first ring road, and later, he walked along the South River. When my legs were numb, I sat down casually by the river.

The municipal government is carrying out a vigorous pollution control of the Nanhe River, which is a key project of the city during the period of the national "Ninth Five-Year Plan." The Nanhe River is the mother river of the city, and as a tributary of the Min River, it flows through the city. Legend has it that during the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge Liang sent Deng Zhi as an envoy to Eastern Wu and set off from here. The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. When Ye Ziyu was a child, he could also swim in the river. But in recent years, the river has become rancid like a broken sack, and the black water flows slowly from west to east, so slow that it is barely visible to the naked eye, and it has become a stagnant pool. People went from pity to disgust with her, so they trampled her even more, and poured all the pollution of work and household into her body more unscrupulously.

The governance of the Nanhe River has always been a major issue for the municipal government. Finally, in the hands of this class of officials, the actual action began. This will surely become their outstanding political achievement, written in the history of this thousand-year-old city.

Right now, the river is bustling with activity. The first step in pollution control is to remove the silt that has been deposited in the river for many years, which is also the culprit of the odor. Ye Ziyu looked blankly at the heads of people gathering in the river, and hundreds of migrant workers were shoveling the foul-smelling sludge into a load of baskets, and then picking up the river embankment and pouring it into the truck to pull it away.

The migrant workers, all shirtless and wearing shorts, soaked back and forth in this stinky river that the citizens sneered at, toiling hard. In recent years, a large number of peasants have gone to the cities to work, and almost all of the dirty and messy jobs in the cities are done by migrant workers. On the one hand, the citizens dislike the dirty and rustic migrant workers around them, and on the other hand, they are pampered because of their labor.

Ye Ziyu originally looked down on migrant workers from other places, but now he suddenly felt that he was not worthy of disliking them at all. They came to this city from other places, lived hard with their own hands, worked hard, and contributed to the prosperity and beauty of this city. And he is now like a parasite in the city.

When he came home in the evening, his parents had already left work and had made dinner. It was really an embarrassing time, Ye Ziyu had no appetite at all, and after eating, he went back to his room. Ye Chengxuan didn't have much appetite, he didn't know what to say to his son, he didn't want to blame his son, but he didn't want to comfort his son. He was also a little unsure of what his son would do in the future.

Ye Ziyu wandered around the Nanhe River aimlessly for a few days from morning to night. He thought about what to do in the future countless times, but he still didn't know what to do. Looking for a job? Just kidding, you can't pick your hands, you can't shoulder it, you have no education, you have no experience, what kind of job can you find? He sadly found that he could only stay at nothing and become an unemployed young man with Chinese characteristics.

Ye Ziyu felt a deep despair, and he felt suffocated.

Until this day, he came to the edge of the South River again, and after sitting stupidly for a few hours, he suddenly had an idea, so he got up and walked towards the construction site on the other side of the river.

In the July heat, everyone on the construction site was sweating. Ye Ziyu saw that there was a sign of "Captain's Room" hanging at the door of a room, the ceiling fan in the room was whirring, and a man in his 40s was holding a big teacup in his hand and was refilling the water. Ye Ziyu walked in, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Hello, Captain, what is your surname?"

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at him, and said with some surprise: "Surname Liu, is there something wrong?"

"Hello, Captain Liu. Well, I want to ask you if you still need someone? I want to find a temporary job. ”

"You're looking for a job here?"

Captain Liu smiled, "You have a job, can you do it? Look at your age as a student, the teacher wants you to engage in social practice during the summer vacation?"

Ye Ziyu hurriedly said: "No, I just graduated from high school, I haven't worked yet, I am alone in Jincheng, I want to find a job to do, it doesn't matter if I am tired or not." ”

Captain Liu looked him up and down again and asked, "Where are you from?"

Ye Ziyu didn't say anything about the city, and replied that his home was in another county, and he was just borrowing from a middle school in Jincheng.

The captain asked again, "Do you have an ID card?"

Ye Ziyu said: "No, but there is a student ID." ”

"Show it to me. ”

Ye Ziyu hurriedly took out her student ID. After Captain Liu looked at it, he groaned for a while, and said: "There are no people in this section of the river, but there are still workers who dig mud in the Suqiao River section, Suqiao belongs to the suburbs, more than 20 kilometers away from the city, it is relatively remote, there is no place to go after work, there is only sleep, there is nothing to play, so many people are unwilling to go to work there." At least here, you can watch videos at night, visit the night market or something. Would you like to go?"

This was in the middle of Ye Ziyu's arms, and he agreed. Going to the suburbs is just what he wants, and if he is here, he is afraid of running into acquaintances.

Captain Liu said again: "That's good, anyway, this job is paid by the number of days, eight yuan a day, the construction site is in charge of food and housing, you are willing to do it, come here at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, I will take you over the construction site." ”

Ye Ziyu readily agreed.

When he got home, he told his father that a classmate's uncle was in charge of the dredging project of the Suqiao section of the Nanhe, and they were going to do odd jobs in the past, which was estimated to take a month or two, and they had nothing to do anyway. Ye Chengxuan was stunned for a moment, and asked him what he was going to do? Ye Ziyu said that to do property management is to send the tools to the migrant workers in the morning, and then take them back in the evening.

Ye Chengxuan knew that he was uncomfortable staying at home, and thought that it would be good to have something to do, so he nodded in agreement. Ye Ziyu told his father that he would not go home to sleep during this time.