36. The future is bleak

On the day when the score line came up, Shandan came to the school early, and she hoped that she could go online, even if it was Puli, even if it was a little worse than the academy.

A large number of students have already come, and everyone is looking forward to being able to go online, and many students hope that even if it is a junior college, they will talk about it first.

At eight o'clock, the director of education came, "Hello students! The national general science score is 478 points, and the key score is 493 points. 442 points for undergraduates and 409 points for junior colleges in the district. ”

"What about the out-of-district specialty?" asked a student eagerly.

"469 points!"

Shandan's head went blank all at once! She leaned against the poplar tree behind her.

How is it possible?! Even the junior college has to score 469 points? I just got 468 points in the exam!

The classmates all drooped their heads, but only one student jumped up happily: "Wow! I got in! I got in!"

Shandan looked at her, she applied for the district, and her grades will definitely be on.

Usually, her grades are only a little bit lower than Shandan.

Now that the score line in the district is so low, it is to be expected.

Shandan began to regret that he might as well have reported to the district, but such a stable thing was ruined because of his own ambitions.

Now there is no room for recovery, and there are two file systems in Puli and the district, and there is no chance at all.

Leaning on this stout poplar tree, Shandan looked up at the little sunlight that came through the gaps in the dark green and dense leaves, how many times have he seen this? How many times have he looked up like this? How many times have he been full of ambition to meet the little bit of sunshine? How many times has he appeared in his composition? Praise it for defying the cold and aiming high?!

Leaning on this poplar tree that gave her courage and example, Shandan's heart turned upside down! She had forgotten how to release and relieve the pain in her heart.

Aixia walked up to Shandan and silently put her hand on Shandan's shoulder, she wanted to give her a kind of comfort and strength.

The two men slowly walked back to the rental house without saying a word.

Shandan began to sort out the books, and she decided to start all over again! But the pain in her heart became stronger and stronger!

Aixia is terrified!

She hurriedly helped Shandan up, helped him to the kang, pinched and screamed, and tossed for a few minutes before Shandan opened his eyes.

She looked at Aixia's anxious face, and felt pain on the bridge of her nose, so she touched it with her hand - there was blood!

Aixia said: "You just fell, knocked on the edge of the kang, and your nose broke a little, how do you feel now?

Shandan knew he must have fainted.

She knew that the tiredness and disappointment of the past few days could not be sustained, and how could her thin body withstand the wind and rain?

Shandan slowly lay down and let the tears flow!

Aixia was very anxious, and she asked again and again, "How do you feel? Do you matter? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Shandan shook her head, she knew she was just too tired and needed a break.

Aixia hurriedly went out to buy millet and milk, and she wanted to cook a bowl of milk porridge for Shandan. She also knew that Shandan, who was thin and strong, needed to make up for her body.

Under Aixia's careful care, Shandan recovered his body in two or three days, after all, his young life was full of vitality.

The autumn harvest at home is imminent, Shandan packed his books, put on his schoolbag, took the shuttle bus and got off at the Tara River, and had to walk more than ten miles to get home.

Autumn is the most beautiful time of year on the Mongolian Plateau, where the golden meadows spread like waves in the breeze.

The prairie rat stood at the door of the house and looked around, grinding its teeth with its plump grass seeds in both hands. They need to store their food for the winter before the winter comes.

Their favorite products are buckwheat and wheat seeds, so they have their grain cellars in the fields, and sometimes they can dig up hundreds of catties of grain.

But the grassland people rarely dig rat holes, they think that since the creation of the heavens has given the grassland rats such a living environment and such survival skills, people have their own way of life, why not let the grassland rats have a way to live and grab food with them?

However, before liberation, if people suffered natural disasters** and famine could not survive, they would also dig the grain cellars of grassland rats. When the prairie rats see people digging their own grain cellars, they will stand on a high place and "squeak", while putting their hands together and begging people to leave some food for them and give them a way to live.

People don't take all of the prairie rat's food, they only take a part of it and share a part of it.

Sometimes a family digging two or three prairie rat cellars can survive a winter.

People feel guilty and uneasy when digging the cellars of prairie rats, and they seem to feel like thieves and robbers.

A prairie eagle soars high in the blue sky, a beautiful swoop: a prairie rat is already under its talons.

This is the humanity of human beings, the way of rats, and the way of all things. All things in the grassland coexist in harmony and prosper for many years.

When I got out of the car, the weather was still shining, but I didn't expect that just after walking for a while, a dark cloud drifted and actually began to flash and thunder, it was really a house leak and even rain! It really looks like the scene of the TV series now, but at that time Shandan did not have TV to watch, she didn't know that life was actually such a living TV scene.

Shandan hugged his bag tightly to his chest, letting the cold rain pour down his back.

She burst into tears when the rain covered her face.

Is God punishing me, an unfilial daughter?

Her heart is struggling, and she has no shame to face her hard-working parents at home!

The rain stopped after a while, and the sun came out again and hung high in the sky.

The rain on the Mongolian plateau is like this, a cloud and a rain, it comes and goes quickly. It often rains in the east and rains in the west, and it rains every few steps on one side and the other on the other.

Therefore, the cowherd and the herd carry raincoats on their backs every day, and there may be rain in the clouds that pass overhead, which one of the winds blows.

Shandan took off his soaked clothes and wrung out the water.

A cold wind blew, and the soaking wet Shandan shivered.

An autumn rain and a cold!

The weather in the Mongolian Plateau has already started to get cooler.

People are busy in the fields for the autumn harvest, pulling wheat, cutting wheat, pulling buckwheat, digging potatoes......

There was no one at home, and my parents and siblings were working in the fields.

Shandan climbed into the house through the window, she didn't have time to change her wet clothes, and she was exhausted when she was loaded onto the kang.

Now the only thing she wants to do is get a good night's sleep.

On the warm hot kang, Shandan soon fell asleep, and she dreamed again that the flying dragon was flying in the sky again!

A few days before the college entrance examination, Shandan dreamed of a silver dragon flying in the eastern sky, and white clouds spread from the sky to the courtyard of Shandan's house and Li Er's house next door.

The four boys next door who Li Er was admitted to college were also standing in the clouds in the courtyard, and Shandan picked up the white clouds to see it, and the dragon silver light was shining in the sky and in front of him.

Shandan woke up and told his mother about this dream, and his mother was very happy, saying that Shandan could be admitted to university at all, and the four boys of Li Er's family next door were promising, and they had already been admitted to college, which was an omens, indicating the future of Shandan in the future.

Now the dragon reappeared, but it ran into the southern sky, and became a golden dragon for a day, still shaking its head and tail vividly.

Shandan prayed in his dream: "O son of the golden dragon, help me, help me, help me, I want to go to college!

In her sleep, she begged for the golden dragon with tears in her eyes.

A rough but warm hand rested on Shandan's tear-dried, face.

It was the mother who came back from the field, and she saw the wet shandan curled up on the kang head, her face burned red, and she touched the child's forehead in distress, and it was hot!

The blow of the originally thin body failing the college entrance examination, coupled with the fatigue of the past few days, and the ravages of the autumn rain, Shandan fell ill again!

It is the autumn harvest, one person is used by two people, and every autumn in the Mongolian Plateau is a time to grab the harvest with God.

The temperature alternates between hot and cold, and hail can fall at any time, which can destroy a ripe crop, and the autumn harvest is a race against time every year.

Frost is also coming, and I don't know when the buckwheat will be frosted and there will be no harvest. Buckwheat is a delicate crop, and it takes a few days to harvest it when it is ripe, otherwise the buckwheat grains and leaves will fall off, and the yield of pig feed and forage for cattle and sheep will be reduced.

Only potatoes can be put away, and the potatoes are buried in the soil, and frost damage will not harm them. So you can collect it a little later.

All the crops were taken back by a man's hands, and each man's hand was covered with blood, and it was terrible!

Shandan harvests with her family every summer vacation, and she knows what it means to be so tired that her body feels like a fight.