Just after the New Year, his godson Yufang, who worked under Yun Zhi, came to me because he wanted to set up an ordinary person and wanted me to follow him to the construction team.

Since I worked with Yun Zhi in Beijing for two years, I have suffered a lot, which makes me hate architecture and this profession. However, my family did not have a reliable relative to take me out.

Three of my four aunts married to the Tang River, which is across the river from us, and it is very inconvenient to come and go, so if you can, you won't go. As a result, relatives inevitably become estranged from each other.

My aunt was on our side, but she and my father were strangers when we were young because of some misunderstandings, which caused us old cousins to be at odds with each other.

My aunt's cousin came to Anhui to serve, and my two cousins are still young, and my uncle's children are too old, and they are fighting for their own careers, and my uncle's children are too young. My own sister listened to my brother-in-law's words and refused to take me out.

As a result, I was left empty. As the saying goes, things gather by like, and people are grouped. Like our family, people are poor, and my father is very poor in life, but we also have our own circle of activities.

Of course, in addition to my mother's relationship, some people who love literature and art, and whose families are poorer than us, are also willing to come to my house to play.

At that time, we also had a few well-connected families: one was the Jindian family, one was the Yunhua family, and the other was the Lao Hai family. The father of the gold shop was a child who was picked up, and his family was not prosperous, so his reputation in the village was not good.

Yunhua is as lazy as me, and his father has no skills other than having a good relationship with Yunzhi. However, his mother was a very practical person.

As for Lao Hai, he is lazy and out-of-office, and he is often despised by the people in the village. If such people go to play with those "rich" people, they will look down on them, so they like to come to my house to play. Because of the same sickness. We also have some sympathy for each other together.

Since the gold shop likes to come to my house to play, the only son-in-law of the gold shop sometimes comes to my house to sit at my house. Because although my family is poor, they don't have bad intentions.

One day, the man whose name is Jushan, whom I should call my uncle, came to my house. When he heard that I hadn't decided on a daughter-in-law yet, he suggested to my father, "Why don't you let Jianming go to Chenghai?" I heard that there are a lot of girls there. Let's see if we can talk about one and bring it back. ”

My father said, "We don't have any relatives or friends there, so how can we go? Who are we going to?" Jushan said, "I have a nephew from the door who has been there before, and I am going to leave recently." You ask Jianming to go with me to ask if they are willing to take him. My father said, "Okay then." ”

Just come over and ask for my opinion. I said, "It's not interesting for me to stay at home all the time." It's okay to go to Chenghai to have a look. ”

So, I followed Jushan to his house. When I arrived at his house, his father hurriedly poured me tea, and his mother stood in a corner and secretly visited me. It made me suspicious, but I also remembered something.

That Yunhua's mother and Jushan are from her own door, and she is also his aunt. Just because one day she came to my house and wanted to mention Jushan's sister to me.

Actually, Jushan has a younger sister who is about the same age as me, and she went out to work because she couldn't stand her sister-in-law's anger at home. Speaking of my aunt, the daughter-in-law of Jushan, and the daughter of the gold store, it is a very powerful corner

Ever since she entered the door of Jushan's house, she has governed that family well. Once, when her father-in-law quarreled with her and wanted to beat her, she took a broom and hit the old man on the head, resulting in the old man's face being bloodied.

Na Jushan didn't marry his daughter-in-law until he was twenty-four or five years old, and he didn't dare to touch a single hair of my aunt for this matter. After this incident, the family obeyed my aunt. The younger sister of Jushan didn't even dare to take a breath at home.

Not only that, she went to Chenghai and sent money to her sister-in-law every once in a while. But for some reason, Na Yunhua's mother just came to my house to tell me about my sister in Jushan, and then didn't mention it.

I heard that the girl had a boyfriend in Chenghai, and her parents were too far away to want to. I don't know if Najushan knows that his sister mentioned it to me, but I do.

I stayed at Jushan's house for about an hour or two, and he came to me and told me that his nephew was willing to take me and let me go to his house. So I followed Jushan to his nephew's house.

Unexpectedly, that person turned out to be my classmate in elementary school, and her wife was the younger sister of my English teacher when I was in the third year of junior high school. Their children are all three or four years old. So, how did this classmate of mine have a child so early, and how did he marry my English teacher's sister?

It all started when we were in junior high school.

This classmate of mine had poor grades in school. When I was in the third year of junior high school, he only went to the second year of junior high school because he repeated a grade, and his grades were very bad. Although his grades are not good, he is very capable of making girls, and he is precocious, so he somehow soaked his classmates.

The two fell in love at first sight, and finally escaped from school, went to live in a place for two years, and came back with a child.

My English teacher's parents were very cheerful people, and not only did they not complain about them, but they also arranged for them to get married. Last year, the two of them worked in Chenghai for a year and earned some money, and they plan to go over this year.

Because of this relationship, they became more affectionate to me. We agreed on the day of departure, and I went home. Speaking of my English teacher's sister, we had a good relationship.

Just because my English was always the first in the class when I was in school, our English teacher was very fond of me. She asked me to send and receive English homework and deliver it to her office.

I met her once when I was handing in my classmates' homework to my English teacher. She was very introverted at that time, and when she saw me, she blushed, and she would have thought that she would do such an earth-shattering "big thing" at the time.

When I saw her, I couldn't help but think of my English teacher. Because they look so much alike.

Mr. Gao is actually not much older than me, only about seven or eight years old, young and beautiful, tall, with a single braid, and a very cheerful personality.

I remember that she would always sing the song in her spare time: "Standing on the white sand beach, looking forward to the distance, lingering thoughts - dear, dear, can you hear my soft call-"

Her eyes were wistful as she sang, and her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking about something. Later, my classmates and I learned that she sang this song to miss her fiancé.

Because he was serving in the army at that time, and the two lived separately, Mr. Gao used this method to express his thoughts on her husband.

But that's just her tender side. If she was stern, she would turn her face and deny people.

I remember one time when I was pampered and coquettish, I deliberately made trouble during class, so that Mr. Gao found out, and "snapped" a box of chalk and smashed it. The chalk was impartial, and it just fell on my heavenly spirit cover, and it hurt so much that I burst into tears.

However, after class, Mr. Gao called me to his office to apologize to me, and then criticized the education, and once she showed me one of her favorite materials and I lost it.

When Teacher Gao asked me, I was so proud that I would give her a sentence: "Lost!" When Teacher Gao heard this, he was not angry, but explained to me: "You lost my information, you are better than me." You think it's from the school.

Actually, no, I bought it at my own expense. It's good if I don't let you compensate me, and you're still so powerful?" After listening to Teacher Gao's words, I suddenly felt ashamed, so I didn't say anything.

In short, there are many, many "grievances" between me and Mr. Gao. I have gradually forgotten these "grievances" with the passage of time, but I can still clearly feel her sisterly care and love for me.

So, when I saw her sister, I took "her" for "her". Because of this, my idea of going to Chenghai changed from "I don't care" to "I really want to go".

However, I have heard people who have been to Chenghai talk about the horror of Chenghai.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com