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Chen Aiguo carefully made a shelter to protect the boys from the scorching sun. The carriage ran briskly, with a little wind. The heat and heat were temporarily out of their reach at this moment, only the greenery of the mountains came into view, and the air mixed with the scent of earth and rice felt very strange, but extremely charming.

Zhao Mo still remembers the road a few years ago, he pointed to a missed road and said to a few people: "I entered from this road at that time, it was all mud roads at that time, and it rained a few days ago, so it was very difficult to walk." ”

Chen Chuan, who was sitting in front, turned around and said: "From that road into my junior high school, the big road was very difficult to walk, we all took the small road from the mountain, the path is paved with bluestone slabs, and it is much better." ”

Zhao Mo sighed: "At that time, I fell two heels!" Fortunately, the teacher who led the team was experienced, so we brought an extra set of clothes, and thanks to the fact that it was already summer at that time, it would be even more complete if it was winter. ”

Song Jia looked at the scenery with relish, and shouted as soon as he saw the familiar scenery: "There and there!" I was there last time I climbed the mountain! ”

Fang Ping asked curiously, "What are you climbing the mountain for?" ”

Song Jia looked back with an unbearable face: "My relatives live here, and the first time I came, I walked with my two brothers for several hours on the mountain road, and my leg was about to be broken." ”

Chen Chuan gloated in front and said, "Who told you not to take the car?" If you want to walk on your own, you will definitely have to walk for hours. ”

Song Jia retorted aggrievedly: "It's all tractors!" Jump three feet high! I'm going to have my ass upside down! "It's better to walk!

The teenagers from the three cities looked with wide eyes and curiosity at this place that was completely different from their world. More than a decade ago, public services in rural southwest were almost nil. The farthest shuttle bus only goes to the town, and if you don't have your own car to go to the village, you can only take a motorcycle in the town, or a farmer's own tractor, and in those days, there were no black cars.

In front of you, you can see the endless mountains that stretch to the sky, and the terraced rice fields are filled with the fragrance of rice. Green, which obscures almost all of the land, is the only dominant color. Occasionally, a few houses would be seen on the ridges or tops of the hills, and a few boys recognized them as small tiled two-story buildings.

"If the conditions are good, they will be built." Chen Chuan had already been driven back to the car by Chen Aiguo, he put down the water he had drunk halfway, took a breath and continued: "Many of them go out to work, and I heard that they earn a lot. ”

"My two elder brothers also went out to work, so they left after the Spring Festival this year." Song Jia said thoughtfully, he stared at the scenery that kept receding in front of him, "They don't read anymore......"

"Some of them really can't afford to read it, and some of them don't want to read it anymore." Chen Chuan smiled, took plums (brought by Chen Aiguo) for his friends to eat, and said lightly: "My third aunt used to tell my dad to stop studying and go out to work with others, tens of thousands of dollars a year." ”

Zhao Mo carefully took a bite of the plum and found that it was not sour, so he took a bite of the remaining flesh into his mouth. Fang Ping spit out the kernel before he said lazily: "Listen to your third aunt, my dad and they just did a survey, and teenage children go out to work unless they learn technology, otherwise they will earn less and less." ”

Song Jia nodded in agreement: "My brother they called and said that because they only have a junior Chinese certificate, and they have no skills, they are now working as a small worker at the construction site, and it is less than a thousand a month, which is very hard, and they don't want to do it, but if they don't do this, they can only serve dishes, alas, so it's better to read." ”

"The tuition fee for learning technology is also high," Song Jia continued, "As a result, my brother and they are now worshipping a master at the construction site, and they start learning from apprenticeship, which is even harder than before. ”

The topic silenced several people. They suddenly felt that the drop-out jobs they had often seen on the news were not so far away, and that many of them had been helplessly involved in this sad and cruel wheel of fate, and that they were still living ignorantly and unconsciously in a world separated from that piece of fate.

"So I have to study hard." Chen Chuan's voice was very low, "I don't want to go to work, and I don't want to waste my parents' efforts." You see I'm a small man, I don't know what else to do except study. ”

The sentence was so heavy that the other three didn't know how to comfort him. Song Jia opened his mouth, and finally could only pat Chen Chuan's shoulder wordlessly.

They talked about other things, tacitly leaving the heavy, confusing topic behind. Although the speed of the carriage is far less than that of a motorcycle or a tractor, it is much more comfortable than the latter two. It had rained just two days ago, and it was in the mountains, and the weather was much better than in the city. A few people ate some plums and peaches or something, talking and laughing all the way, and before they knew it, they had already arrived at Chen's house.

Last night, Song Chu had a serious conversation with three boys. He vaccinated the boys: "Chen Chuan's family must be very difficult, don't you be surprised to hear it?" Don't say pitiful things to Chen Chuan, do you hear? He focused on Song Jia: "Especially you Song Jia, did you hear it?" ”

Song Jia was impatient and didn't dare to show it in front of his father, so he had to reluctantly nod his head: "I heard it, I heard it," and muttered in a low voice: "How many times do you want to say it?" ”

Song Chu was so angry that he stretched out his hand and slapped his son's head: "Where did you get so impatient?" ”

Seeing that his father was really angry, Song Jiacai touched his nose and said, "Then we can't care about him?" ”

"And how do you care?" Song Chu asked calmly with his arms crossed.

"Then Chen Chuan is not having trouble going to school, then we will find a way to help him reduce the burden." Song Jia turned a corner at the last moment, and didn't dare to directly lend money to Chen Chuan: "For example, help him buy books or something......"

Song Chu glared at Song Jia, and then found that Fang Ping and Zhao Mo also had the same expressions - Fang Ping, a stupid boy, was okay, but Zhao Mo, the child, also agreed (although he hid it well), and the feeling was a little subtle: on the one hand, he was lamented by the kindness and enthusiasm of the children, and on the other hand, he was indeed worried that they were not familiar with the world.

"You remember, if you really plan to help Chen Chuan, if he doesn't take the initiative to ask for funding, then you must not ask him about money." Song Chu didn't intend to explain too much, but repeatedly emphasized: "If you really treat him as friends, you must learn to respect each other." ”

Father's words were still in his ears, so Song Jia jumped down from the carriage with a large bag of things, and then looked around for a while, and only said, "Chen Chuan has arrived at your house, right?" ”

Chen Chuan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Yes, it's different from the city, right?" ”

"Well, it's not that hot, and the air is much better." Zhao Mo, who got out of the car after Song Jia, replied, "Speaking of which, today is really not as hot as yesterday." ”

"It's up in the mountains." Fang Ping also joined in the discussion, saying: "The last time I went to the mountains with my mother, I also felt that it was much cooler than in the city. ”

"Don't stand here and talk, go, go to the top of the house with Chen Chuan and sit." Chen Aiguo wanted to take care of the horse first, and he carefully explained to Chen Chuan: "There are iced watermelons in the house, at the head of the refrigerator, and plums and peaches. In the afternoon, he had to take his three children back to the county seat in a horse-drawn carriage, this animal is delicate, the weather is too hot, and it is easy to have problems if he does not take good care of it.

Chen Chuan's family was obviously much better than the boys imagined, at least Chen Chuan found that when they saw the refrigerator TV, they were not so obviously relieved, and their expressions were not so restrained. Song Jia was the first to run to the edge of the square table and sit down, and then the whole body fell up, shouting one after another: "Let me lie down for a while, my waist is about to break when I sit in the car today!" ”

Zhao Mo unceremoniously tore him off the table, and Fang Ping gloated on the side: "Haha, that's it!" Everyone took the car, and Chen Chuan stood for a long time in the middle, are you tired? ”

Song Jia was a little stunned, but he was moved by his good Chinese roommate who immediately came over to relieve him: "It's been too long to take the car today, and I can't stand it every time I go home, it takes four or five hours to take the car from the city, we set off before seven o'clock in the morning, and it's almost noon now." ”

Even the boys from the three cities could see how much care the Chen Chuan family put into receiving them. They didn't pay much attention to the courtyard, but as soon as they entered the house, they found that everything was clean, there was not even dust on the cement floor, there were no cobwebs in the corners of the house, and the mottled wooden table showing the original color was refreshing, and there were no common sundries.

Chen Chuan took out a large watermelon from the yellowed old refrigerator, Song Jia quickly took it, and then he went to the kitchen to bring out the kitchen knife.

"Let's go to the kitchen and cut it." Zhao Mo said, "By the way, put things away, there are a lot of food." ”

This time, the three families brought a bunch of food to Chen Chuan's family, and several careful mothers were afraid that the Chen family would not have a refrigerator, so they specially selected food that did not need to be put in the refrigerator, but these were a few. The big head is still some supplies, young people's clothes and shoes, some tonics-"Originally, my dad was going to bring you an electric fan, but it was really hard to take, so forget it." Song Jia said regretfully while helping to take out the things: "Otherwise, I will bring it back with you next time." ”

Chen Chuan was startled and hurriedly refused: "No, no, it's very cool at night at my house." He looked at the pile full of things, and the movements of his hands slowed down unconsciously: "It's really too troublesome for uncle and aunt this time......"

Fang Ping smiled, "It's not troublesome." My parents said thank you so much this time, I'm a lot more serious about you-" and then he grimaced, "Anyway, I was the one they picked up from the garbage dump." ”

The resentment in the words made several people laugh.