Chen Chuan put a straw hat on his face and dozed off under the shade of a tree. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Chuan Baby, Chuan Baby." Chen Revolution walked over and pushed him, and Chen Chuan opened his eyes in a daze.

"What? Second Dad? ”

"Why don't you go to the field?" Chen Revolution glared at him. The tangled muscles of the swarthy arms were grave one by one.

"I just came back for lunch, and my dad told me to come later." Chen Chuan buttoned the straw hat to his head and chased away the mosquitoes that stopped on his shoulders. "Ah, that's a big bag."

"Chuan Wa'er, I heard that you want to go to the city to study?" Chen Revolution pinched his teeth, "It costs a lot of money." ”

"Second dad, how much money did my dad borrow?"

"That's a lot of money," Chen Revolution spat out, "a lot of thousands!" Kill a person! ”

"How many thousands...... the young man sighed, "It's not over in a few lifetimes......

Six thousand eight hundred dollars. The total amount of debts owed by the Chen family.

Many years later, Chen Chuan still doesn't understand why the price of a piece of clothing can be more than the money his family owed.

Song Jia still did not participate in military training. On the day of the start of the military training, he was splashing in the brackish waters of the North Sea, and finally Li Xia made a phone call to a friend who worked in the hospital to issue a certificate to the school.

Song Jia was angry at first, but it didn't take long for Li Xia to pester Li Xia to eat seafood.

Song Chu had returned home a few days earlier, he was the head of the bank, and his leisure days were only a few days.

Chen Chuan also failed to participate in military training. But the reason is much brighter: he wants to help with the family's summer harvest.

"Chuan Baby, Chuan Baby!" Chen Xiangqian fanned the wind with a straw hat, and the hot sun pierced him so much that he couldn't open his eyes. He tilted his head sideways to avoid the direct sunlight, "Chen Chuan, you turtle son!" Where are you going?! ”

"Three Daddy." The young man came out of the valley field, he lifted the corner of his clothes to wipe the sweat on his head, and looked at Chen Xiangqian with an impatient face. "What's wrong?"

"Your dad told you to come home." Chen spat forward, buttoned the straw hat to his head and pulled down the brim, "I don't know what's going on." ”

"I know." Chen Chuan drilled back to the valley, and after a while, the young man walked over from the other ridge with a basket. The freshly broken buns are still moist with the plants.

"How many bales of corn (corn) did you collect?" Chen Xiangqian asked after his nephew.

"It's not much, only a few hundred pounds." Chen Chuan changed his shoulders, "Old Baogu, I can only take it to feed the pigs." ”

"When are the pigs in your house sold?"

"Ask my dad, I don't know."

Chen Chuan took a few quick steps and left Chen Xiangqian behind.

Chen Aiguo was standing in the dam and drying grain. He slammed the shovel's hand, and the grain was raised high, and then fell to the ground with a thud. The big red vest on his body had several holes in the back.

"Dad."

Chen Chuan put the bun under the eaves and walked to his father while wiping his sweat. "Did you have lunch?"

"Eat." Chen Aiguo stopped, and the air was filled with the smell of dust and rice. He walked to the eaves to take a breath, sat down on the threshold, picked up the old shade tea that was lying on the side, and drank it in one gulp.

"Have you finished harvesting the grain?" Chen Aiguo wiped his mouth and asked his son.

"Not yet, just a little left."

"That's going to happen. Don't go in the afternoon, wait for the house to clean up, when did your teacher say to sign up? ”

"August 31."

"It's tomorrow." Chen Aiguo fluttered the dust on his pants, "Go to bed early at night and go to the long distance tomorrow." He stood up and thought about it, and then looked back, "That's a lot of tuition?" What are the accommodation fees? ”

"All add up to one thousand two hundred and sixty-eight pieces five."

"You take one thousand and five," Chen Aiguo gritted his teeth, "two thousand yuan to go." ”

Chen Chuan was stunned, he sat on the bench and stared at his father with wide eyes, concerned about another issue. "Dad, won't you send me?"

"The house is still busy, can I call your third father to send you?"

"I'll do it myself." Chen Chuan pursed his lips, "He sent, I don't know what to say along the way." The ears will be calloused. The boy grimaced mischievously, "I've been to the city, I'll go myself." Then he restrained his expression and put on an adult look, "I'll take one thousand and a half and go." ”

"Are you enough?"

Chen Chuan furrowed his brows, thought about it, and said, "Then another hundred yuan." ”

"What about living expenses?" Chen Aiguo asked Chen Chuan, "I'll send it to you?" ”

"School is going to be closed on weekends." Standing up and stretching, Chen Chuan put on his heels and stepped on thin plastic slippers and walked into the house, "I'll go pack my things." ”

In fact, there was nothing to bring, Chen Chuan looked at the wrapped bedding rolls, put clothes in the cheap travel bag, and finally packed up the miscellaneous into a small pile.

"You don't bring a mat, do you?" Chen Aiguo walked in and saw a pile on the ground. "It's hot."

"I'm tied."

"Oh. I'm not going to take you to the station tomorrow. Chen Aiguo lifted the hem of his vest and wiped his hands, looked up at the sky, "Come out and take a hand, I'm afraid it will rain at night." ”

"Oh. You know. ”

Song Jia came back from Beihai and waited for the start of school, and Li Xia was packing his luggage.

"What kind of school do you live in, isn't it good to go home?" She nagged for a long time, and Song Jia rolled her eyes beside her.

"It's convenient to live in a school." Song Jia walked to the side and nibbled on the watermelon, his mouth was full of muffled and said, "Otherwise, my home is far away from the school." ”

"Why don't you rent a house near your school?" Li Xia nagged for a long time and was still not at ease.

"You're not going to work?" Song Jia's eyes widened.

"yes." Li Xia suddenly thought of work, suffered from gains and losses for a long time, and complained that Song Jia's school was too far away.

"What will he do when he goes to college? You're chasing after his ass too? Song Chu heard his wife's complaint as soon as he came home from work, and his brows furrowed when he changed his shoes: "He's not a child anymore." ”

"Anyway, you don't feel sorry for your son." Li Xia glanced at her husband angrily, "He hasn't left me since he was a child, how can I rest assured!" ”

"Then you can go to school!" Song Chu threw his leather shoes on the shoe rack.

Li Xia turned into the kitchen and slammed the door.

As a result, Song Jia still went to live in school, and Li Xia quarreled with her husband several times because of this. In the end, he couldn't resist Song Chu's decision, and waited until the day of registration to personally help his son pack his things and drive Song Jia to school.

"Senior 1 (2) class!" Song Jia shouted and squeezed out of the crowd, Li Xia was anxious to wait outside the circle, and she was distressed when she saw her son sweating profusely. She wiped her son's sweat with a tissue and asked, "What class are you assigned to?" Xiao Jia? ”

"Second class!" Song Jia took a breath, he only had time to see his name, so he ran out excitedly to tell his mother. "Upstairs."

The young man was dressed in a refreshing white Nike suit, very eye-catching, handsome, and stood there generously, which was naturally the focus of the crowd's attention.

Li Xia hurriedly handed over the water she had just bought, "Are you going to the classroom?" ”

"Hmm." Song Jia turned around and ran upstairs, ran a few steps and fell back, "Mom, will you go and deliver something first?" He smiled widely, showing his snow-white teeth, "The teacher said that the parents of the boarding students can send their things to the dormitory first. ”

Li Xia nodded hurriedly. I hurried up to give a few last words, and seeing my son's impatience, I had to say, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Go, go, go."

Chen Chuan awkwardly spread the futon onto the bed. He lived in a lower bunk, which was quite convenient.

He was surrounded by busy parents, and he was the only student. Occasionally, when someone asked, he just smiled and said, "Parents are busy and didn't come." ”

So the parents looked at the boy with a little more sympathy and pity in their eyes.

When Li Xia walked into her son's bedroom with a big bag and a small bag, she planned to discuss it with her son's lower bunk classmates to see if the two of them could be reversed.

After all, it is too troublesome to climb up and down the upper bunk, and it is not safe.

As a result, she saw only a boy in a white shirt busy making the bed. Although he is not skilled, he is still quite good.

The mother suddenly sighed that her son had never folded the quilt since he was a child, and suddenly had a good impression of this boy.

"You're Song Jia's classmate, right?" Li Xia took the initiative to say hello.

"Ah, Auntie (Auntie) is good." Chen Chuan hurriedly turned around when he heard the movement, and saw a graceful middle-aged woman looking at him with a smile, and blurted out the local accent, only then did he remember that he should change to Mandarin.

Chen Chuan's face turned red into a tomato.

Li Xia looked at Chen Chuan, and her gaze stopped on the shabby and clean canvas shoes.

"Ah, I'm Song Jia's mother." Li Xia saw the boy's embarrassment, so she simply greeted her in a local accent: "They are all from Sichuan, what kind of Mandarin do they speak, but the result is Trump." "The sound is crisp and crisp, and it has a different flavor.

Chen Chuan smiled nefactorily. Even the dialects are regionally distinct, such as urban and rural, and locals can hear them as soon as they hear them.

He didn't know what to say next, so he just smiled and lowered his head to continue tending to his bed.

After working in the Personnel Bureau for half a lifetime, the boy who was as big as his son in front of him was thinking about what Li Xia didn't need to think about to know. What's more, Chen Chuan's thoughts are no different from those written on his face.

I was going to change the bed, but it was not appropriate. Although he looks like a child from the countryside, he is clean and clean, and he looks like a quiet person.

Thinking of her husband Song Chu's words about not being used to her son, Li Xia sighed in her heart and said kindly: "This classmate, Song Jia's bed is on it, right?" ”

Song Jia was bored in the classroom waiting for the teacher to come. The surroundings were already full of people, and the chatter was very lively.

"Hey, what's your name?" The boy sitting next to him suddenly asked him.

"Song Jia." Song Jia looked at the other party with a smile on his face and followed suit, "What about you?" ”

"Fang Ping. I'm in sixth grade, which school are you from? Fang Ping chatted with great interest, "I heard that there is a person in our class who is very good at mathematics. ”

"I graduated from No. 4 High School." Song Jia was interested when he heard the second half of the sentence, "Really? ”

"Well, the math of the high school entrance examination seems to be one hundred and forty-seven points." Fang Ping stuck out his tongue, "It's amazing, or isn't it human?" ”

"Wouldn't it? So high? Will it be the top student in a single subject? Song Jia was also taken aback.

"This year's mathematics champion is Xu Cai, the second middle school. One hundred and forty-nine points. Fang Ping seemed to know a lot about these news, and later Song Jia learned that his father was the secretary of the Education Bureau. This man is the second place, and it seems to be called ......"

Fang Ping thought with a frown.

“…… Tao Bin! "On the podium, the head teacher began to roll call.

"Here."

"What's it called?" Fang Ping still hadn't figured it out.

“…… Song Jia! ”

Song Jia hurriedly stood up: "Here!" ”

"Ah, yes! I remember! Call ......," Fang Ping shouted in a low voice.

“…… Chen Chuan! …… Chen Chuan! The teacher began to look at the roster, "Chen Chuan hasn't come yet?" ”

“…… It's Chen Chuan! ”