"Mom, I'm back......" As soon as he got out of the car, Wang Zheng shouted towards home. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His home is on the outskirts of the city, on the edge of the industrial park, on the edge of the tide of reform, almost with the industrial park was planned, but unfortunately a little bit, or live in a commercial house, now the home is still five old cement buildings, four on the next one, the building is the new cement road in the industrial park, the geographical location is good, but Wang Zheng's parents have no economic acumen, do not understand the preciousness of the roadside door, or their family is not so simple as an ordinary family, at least they can mix a well-off.

"Xiao Zheng, why did you go? Didn't see you all morning? ”

Wang Zheng pushed the car into the gate and put it in the matching room, and walked towards the kitchen at home, the kitchen was not door, it was one of the two matching rooms, there was a stove in the kitchen, and there was an old coffee table with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on it, and finally there was a wheat straw firewood on the other side, and a middle-aged woman was sitting in front of the stove, wearing a blue apron, and still putting firewood in the stove, this woman was Wang Zheng's mother, Xing Li.

"I went to get glasses fitted, and I accidentally dropped my glasses in the morning, and I couldn't see anything clearly, and I was very twisted, so I went to the optical store to get a new pair of glasses." Wang Zheng did not say that he dropped his glasses on the way to the Internet café, but only that he accidentally fell them.

Xing Li's eyes turned from the fire in the stove and looked at Wang Zheng's somewhat dark and thin face, wearing a brand new pair of half-rimmed glasses.

"How did you fall? Did you fall on your body? Where to get glasses? Xing Li turned her head to look at Wang Zheng, looked at her head and feet, and confirmed that there were no obvious scars, before she asked Wang Zheng in a questioning tone, and put a handful of firewood into the stove by the way.

"I fell on a bicycle, the snow road was slippery, and I fell apart, and the lenses crushed the car, fortunately the snow was thick in the morning, and I didn't fall anything, and it happened that I happened to have the New Year's money given by my aunt this year, so I went to Dahua Optical Store to match a pair, which cost two hundred, and the price of the upper pair was about the same."

"Oh, be careful next time, it's okay if the glasses are broken, don't drop your arm or anything, okay, take the bowl, eat the dumplings under this meal, and call your dad by the way, he's still watching TV in the living room." Xing Li stood up, saw that the water in the pot had been boiled, and instructed Wang Zheng to say.

Xing Li is less than one meter six tall, her back is no longer straight, she is dressed as a standard peasant housewife, her black skin has a waxy yellow, which is the sequelae of years of working in the field, and there are already some mottled wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but when she looks at Wang Zheng, her eyes exude the love of a mother.

"Oh...... Dad! …… Eat, dumplings, your favorite cabbage meat. The front promised Xing Li's words, and then stretched out his head and shouted towards the living room of the main room.

Not long after Wang Zheng finished shouting, he saw a middle-aged man with a height of more than one meter seven walking out of the living room, with a big flat head like a soldier, a straight waist, a long face without a trace of a smile, and bronzed skin.

Wang Chuanbin walked to the other room of the matching room, that is, the place to eat, there were already two bowls of hot dumplings on the dining table in the square, he didn't say anything, sat on the bench in front of the dining table, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them.

Wang Zheng walked to the table with the last bowl of dumplings, quickly put the bowl on the table, and blew his fingers vigorously in his mouth, the dumplings just came out of the pot, the bowl was very hot, a few meters away, Wang Zheng felt that his fingers were hot and couldn't stand it, he was the youngest at home, and there were two twin sisters who were married.

"Xiao Zheng, it won't take long for you to take the college entrance examination after the winter vacation, have you figured out which college to go to?" Wang Chuanbin swallowed the dumplings in his mouth, looked at Wang Zheng who was sitting down, and began the ideological education of being a father.

"I haven't thought about it, with such a grade, I will be admitted to a second-rate university at most, what do I want to do so much." Wang Zheng frowned, a little bored in response to his father's words.

Wang Chuanbin listened to his son's uncompetitive words, and as soon as he put the chopsticks on the table, he was about to be furious.

"Okay, Wang Zheng, listen to your dad, study hard before the college entrance examination, don't go online during this time, your homeroom teacher told us during the parent-teacher meeting, you have recently become obsessed with the Internet, your parents don't blame you, as long as you are admitted to a good university, you can go to the Internet as much as you like in the future, listen to your mother, except for going to school, squatting at home really has no way out, don't be like your father, out of your life."

"Yes, got it." Wang Zheng saw that his father was going to get angry, he ate dumplings with his head bored, and replied vaguely in his mouth, he was used to these, almost every two days at home, his parents would talk him like this, but today his mother told him about the Internet, which surprised him, and thought that the family didn't know that he was on the Internet, and now that he said it, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

Wang Chuanbin is a transport driver of the flour mill, and he sends flour outside every day, and the salary is good, but for the current society, the driver also has another part-time job, porter, so in addition to driving every day, he also has to carry flour, and the work is very tiring, but recently the flour mill is not profitable, which reduces his workload a lot in disguise.

Xing Li is an ordinary worker in a food factory, the salary is very low, for ordinary women now, it is good to have a job, earn some money to buy oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to subsidize the family, it is better than being idle at home.

In fact, Wang Zheng's grades were not bad in the past, at least the top 20 results of the whole department were admitted to the second middle school in T city, and he was among the best in the first class of high school.

"I'm done eating, I'm going to review." Wang Zheng ate a bowl of dumplings, immediately stood up, and walked towards his west house as if fleeing for his life, and did not mention the matter of dropping glasses and glasses to his father, probably afraid of being hit by a bear again.

There is a wooden bed in the house, of course, in the cold winter, there are reed-woven shanzi, cotton, sheets and quilts, and there is a study desk more than one meter high next to the bed, the table is very old, this is still the old desk retired from my aunt's family, the yellow lacquer has fallen off in many places, there is a table lamp on the table, many high school textbooks, and English-Chinese dictionaries for learning, etc.

The first thing Wang Zheng did when he walked into the house was to close the door and lie down on the bed, feeling the softness of the quilt alone, and he didn't even glance at the desk, let alone the books on the table.

He lay on the bed and took a deep breath, stretched, then reached out and took off the new glasses, put them in front of his eyes and looked left and right, the brand-new frame with the lens without a trace of scratches, smiled with satisfaction, and carefully put it on the desk next to the bed, preparing for the winter and summer vacations must not forget the class, take a nap.

However, when he turned sideways, he felt that there was a hard object diaphragm in the down jacket, so he sat up and took out the culprit from his pocket, the glasses case of Dahua glasses, twenty centimeters long and ten centimeters wide, the whole is black, the surface is wrapped in artificial leather, and there are some carefully processed lattice reflective patterns on it, the lid and the bottom of the box are five or five minutes, and a corner of blue silk cotton glasses cloth leaks out of the gap in the middle.

Wang Zheng opened the glasses case with his hand, and there was a smooth glasses cloth lying inside, and there was a slip for his glasses on the glasses cloth, and to his surprise, there was a pair of full-frame glasses on the invoice, brand new lenses, and a black metal structure, but the glasses as a whole gave people an elegant feeling, and the temples reflected the classical black light, Wang Zheng felt that this kind of black was much better than the luxury luxury car on the street, although this pair of glasses was not the half-rim style he liked, but at the first glance of it, he actually liked it deeply.

Gently take it out of the case, slowly open its temples, when the temples are opened, you can see that the temples and the head are not connected like the usual glasses of small screws, but the golden like silk threads dense metal, but between the temples and the head there is no loose feeling, when the temples are fully branched, you can see that the temples and the head are ingeniously connected into a whole, as if it was a fixed structure of glasses before, there is no trace of contact at all, Wang Zheng tried to break back the temples, only then did he see that the golden silk thread appeared again, after breaking it, the traces of the previous contact place disappeared, and the more eye-catching thing was the nose pads of the glasses, they seemed to be made of crystal, shining crystal clear in the sun, but they were very soft to the touch, and in general, this was a very high-end pair of glasses, and it was a new pair of glasses.

"How can this pair of glasses be in my case, it must be worth a lot of money, it is estimated that the clerk gave me the wrong case, I must return it in the afternoon, or the clerk will be unlucky, hehe, but the style is really good, and the feel is also first-class, I don't know how to wear it." Wang Zheng said to himself.

As he spoke, he carefully put his glasses on the bridge of his nose, habitually dragged the frame with his fingers, raised his head, looked around, and it was blurry, but this state only lasted for a short time, and the world became clearer, more clearly than his new glasses, red doors, yellow old desks, all kinds of study books, and even he could see the small characters on the back of the book two meters away.

"Damn, that's too clear, isn't it?" Wang Zheng's eyes widened, and he looked at the world that was completely different to him.

As he spoke, there was a sudden pain in his left temple, which was like a mosquito bite, and then he felt so sleepy that he naturally lay back on the bed, closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.