The shuttle bus started quickly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Song Jia went crazy in his seat, turned his head and rushed to Zhao Mo behind him and said hesitantly: "What do I think...... What did he find? ”

Zhao Mo rolled his eyes at him, leaned over and picked up an orange from his arms, and said lightly, "Unless you tell him yourself." ”

Song Jia immediately denied: "How is it possible! He was so loud that many people in the car turned their heads to look at him, so frightened that he immediately lowered his voice: "How could I tell him?" But I felt like he knew something about what he just said......"

Fang Ping leaned over and took away an orange, and interjected coldly: "Actually, I think so too." ”

The day before Chen Chuan returned home from the city, the three of them discussed for a long time, and each of them scraped together a few hundred yuan and quietly sandwiched into Chen Chuan's homework. The three of them thought that they were clever and careful, and Chen Chuan would never find out - or rather, by the time he found out, they would have already returned to the city, and this kind of thing, once that point in time, would be too hypocritical to talk about repaying the money or something.

This idea, conceived by Zhao Mo, perfected by Song Jia, and finally polished by Fang Ping, was greatly praised by them, and they didn't accept the possibility that maybe Chen Chuan had already seen through the tricks of the three people, but he hadn't told them all the time.

Song Jia waved his hand and said confidently: "Don't worry!" Chen Chuan will definitely not find out! Even his nerd would never have thought that we hid the money in the outermost volume of his bag, he would have thought that we were hiding in the innermost part of his bag. ”

He optimistically comforted the other two: "Don't think about it so much! Even if Chen Chuan finds out, what will happen? We're already in the car now, and he can still chase ......" Song Jia unintentionally pressed into his pocket, his face suddenly distorted, and then in the other two inexplicable expressions, he took out a stack of more than a dozen hundred-yuan bills from his pocket speechlessly.

Zhao Mo rolled his eyes and spit out two words bluntly: "Oh." ”

In the Southwestern dialect, this is an irretrievable interjection for something, and when used here, it can be called a stroke of genius.

Song Jia stared at the handful of money in his hand, and it took a long time to spit out a few words sullenly: "It's really ...... that I can meet it."

Chen Aiguo stopped wiping his cigarette stick and looked at his son suspiciously-Chen Chuan was cleaning up the dinner table, humming a tune he didn't know where he learned, if Song Jia and the others were there, they would definitely laugh at him and run around, but now, his audience was only Chen Aiguo alone.

"How's the mood?" Chen Aiguo asked his son tentatively.

Chen Chuan grinned, slammed his head a few times, put the dishes and chopsticks together, and then replied to his father: "Well, it's good." ”

"It's good if you're happy." Chen Aiguo took a puff of cigarette - in order to save money, he smoked back the leaf cigarette - his face looked very happy, "Your classmates are here to play, you should have ......said it earlier."

"I called you so much in advance."

"You said earlier, I'm going to walk the forest and put on a few rabbits......" Chen Aiguo laughed, his expression was relaxed that he hadn't seen for a long time, he stepped on the slippers with his bare feet, rubbed each other a few times comfortably, and scolded Chen Chuan and said: "You doll just don't understand the world, you eat and live well in other people's houses for a month, and you don't know how to let someone else eat when you come back." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Chen Chuan perfunctory to his father, he walked to the kitchen with dirty dishes and dirty dishes, and muttered: "You know best." ”

The summer night in the countryside is dominated by the sounds of animals - the summer cicada drags on for a long time, "I know, I know"; The crickets chirp clearly, and the moths flutter their wings; The frog croaked with its cheeks, and occasionally a cat meowed, causing a dog to bark.

The night sky is clear, and the edge of the sky that clasps the earth is so thick that it seems to be indissolvable, and it goes all the way to the highest position of the starry sky, turning into a deep indigo or black purple, if it is a continuous sunny day, the color will be lighter, if it is before the rain, it is simply mixed together, and it is all mixed into a mess of hemp and black.

Chen Chuan went to his parents' bedroom lightly to take a look, and his mother slept peacefully - this time he went home and found that the glass window that had been sealed had been opened again, although he had not had time to install the glass, there was only a hole in the wall, but the hot and filthy smell of the previous was gone, and the air with the smell of earth and the herbaceous scent of plants in the summer night of the countryside flowed into the room along this gap, scrubbed cleanly, and the bamboo mat that had slept for more than ten years was spread on the bed, and the mosquito coil of wormwood was lit at the foot of the bed, which was a good night's sleep.

He turned around and went down the stairs - the original creaking floor slabs were now less noisy, Chen Aiguo had a good carpenter's work, he replaced a few old and unseemly floor slabs with new slabs, and re-hammered the mortise and tenon joints one by one, and planned to ask a few cousins to help them make a new ladder board for the stairs together.

These are just some of Chen Chuan's discoveries, and they represent a new start for the Chen family, which had been sluggish and stopped, and there may not be many signs - just repairing the floors, redoing the windows, and cleaning the house to a bright and bright place, but these mean that the Chen family is trying to get out of those gray days and hope to move forward again.

In the courtyard, Chen Aiguo had already laid out a cool bed, lit mosquito coils, and even half a watermelon with a spoon on the small table in the courtyard. ”

"I'm afraid you're getting hot." Chen Aiguo shook the pu fan and said slowly, and pushed the watermelon towards his son again: "How many bites can you eat, your uncle sent it yesterday, the weather is hot this year, it's really sweet." ”

Chen Chuan did not refuse. He lowered his head and took a spoon to dig a few mouthfuls of melon meat, then went to the kitchen to get a small bowl and a small spoon out, put the melon meat in and pushed it to Chen Aiguo and said, "You can eat it too." ”

Chen Aiguo did not refuse his son's filial piety, picked up the bowl and ate two bites, thought about it and asked Chen Chuan: "You are in the third year of high school when you start school?" Do you want to go to university? ”

"Hmm. To be examined. Chen Chuan ate the melon with his head in a daze, raised his head and swallowed the watermelon in his mouth before saying, "I definitely want to take the university entrance examination." Again, he emphasized.

It's definitely good to get into college. Chen Aiguo didn't take Chen Chuan's words, he shook the fan to calculate his son's tuition. Among his nephews and nephews, there are also children who have gone to college, and he has already inquired about the tuition fees, and then the living expenses of the children, how can it cost seven or eight thousand a year, for Chen Aiguo, this is indeed a problem that must be taken seriously.

After a while, Chen Aiguo spoke: "Then you are good at studying." He didn't mention the money at all, and said, "Is your lobby brother's school good?" ”

"Not good." Chen Chuan snorted, his relationship with his brothers was not necessarily very good, especially the many vices of this cousin. "That's a specialty." He said sullenly, "Not an undergraduate. ”

Chen Aiguo didn't know much about the junior college undergraduate, but he also heard that he studied for four years for the undergraduate degree and three years for the junior college. With the cleverness of a peasant, he thought that if he read, it would definitely be better to read longer than shorter, so he put a fan on Chen Chuan's head (purely a habit) and said to his son categorically: "Then you have to take the undergraduate examination!" ”

Chen Chuan rescued his head from under the pu fan, yawned and lay on the bed, turned over, and muttered to his father: "I want to take the first exam......"

For Chen Chuan, the future is to take two books, one book, and one book, otherwise he won't read it.

Song Jia didn't have a good time for the rest of the summer vacation. Back in the city, he was relaxed for only two days before discovering that his parents had hired another tutor for him. After the first day of tuition, he protested to his parents at the dinner table: "I'm not a learning machine!" Let's say we're going to start school in a few days, so why do you still have to tutor now! ”

Song Chu glared at him, and it wasn't until Song Jia sat up straight in the chair that he said with a dark face: "If you have that kind of consciousness, I won't find you a teacher!" ”

At this point, even Li Xia was helping Song Chu: "You said that you were too tired to relax, we agreed, what kind of days have you been living in the past two days?" I don't get up until 12 o'clock at noon every day, and I only know how to sit in front of the computer when I get up-Song Jia, in the past two days, you said by yourself, how many rolls have you made? ”

This made Song Jia speechless, he twisted his body uneasily in his seat, opened his mouth and closed it, knowing that he was wrong, he lowered his head and did not speak.

Song Chu suppressed the anger, and his voice was so cold that it seemed like ice slag: "You are about to be in the third year of high school, originally looking at the state of your tutoring month, I thought you were sensible, but now look, you are a person, there is no pressure at all!" I don't know how to write seriously and self-disciplined! As you are now, I don't think you need to go to the third year of high school, just start from the first year of high school! ”

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and Song Chu slapped it on the table with a bang - if it wasn't for Song Jia sitting across from him, it was hard to say where this slap would have hit the table or where - and said sharply: "You really let me down too much!" Why did I let you go to Chen Chuan's house? Yes!? ”

Song Jia swallowed his saliva and whispered, "It's for me to cherish the current learning environment." ”

"I think you know, you're not stupid!" Song Chu glared at Song Jia, hated iron and steel, and said: "It's just that the home environment is too good, so you don't know how to make progress all day long!" Song Jia, don't think that your old son doesn't seem to have a lot of money, I'm telling you now, I'm not afraid of being better than you, I'm afraid of being better than you and working harder than you! I'm not afraid of being worse than you, I'm afraid of being worse than you and working harder than you! ”

At dinner, Song Jia was disgraced by Song Chu's training, and in the end, Li Xia said that she would eat first, and then have a good talk with Song Jia after eating: "We are also busy with work during this time, and we haven't had a good talk with you, don't be in a hurry to do your homework tonight, you can talk about your future plans - Song Jia, you will be eighteen years old soon, and you are not a child." ”

Song Jia nodded blankly, not knowing why the topic suddenly became this. He unconsciously picked up rice in his mouth, and Li Xia's words kept spinning in his mind: "Let's talk about my plans for the future." It's not a kid anymore. ”

What is his future?