"Collect the drink bottles and cans—" A long shout with a hint of sincerity sounded by the river.

The time is exactly the beginning of April, the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has long been growing, and it is a weekend, and the beach on the riverbank is full of people on vacation. Colorful parasols, red men and green women, laughter and laughter, intersect to create a good scene of river crabs.

But there is also discord, a tricycle riding a donkey upside down stands out in the crowd. The body was filled with half-empty water bottles and waste cans, and a broken gong with a hole hung under the handlebar, which was struck from time to time to make a very discordant sound of breaking gongs.

The rider was a fat young man, with big pants and an old shirt, a torn straw hat buttoned on his head, and the edges were all circled. Under the straw hat is a sweaty black face, with a nose and eyes, and an ordinary appearance, the only thing that can make an impression is the small eyes full of smiles, bright and bright.

Wiping the beads of sweat on his face with the back of his hand, Li Baitian was just about to shout again, when he heard a commotion behind him, turned his head to look, and saw a girl in a swimsuit throwing a box of mineral water into his car body.

With a sweep of his eyes, Li Baitian happily opened his mouth: "There are ten empty bottles in total, one for one dime, beauty, give you a dollar." ”

Before the words fell, the bottom of the buttocks suddenly began to vibrate, and the little fat man took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from the back pocket of his pants and nodded at the beauty: "Wait a minute, I answered an important call, it was a call from the top administrative head." ”

The swimsuit beauty originally wanted to leave, but she just treated this little fat man as a garbage collector and didn't plan to ask for money. However, after hearing the "Supreme Administrator", I still chose to listen carefully.

"Hey, it's Uncle Village Chief, where are you old and noisy?" A smell of big ballast came to her face, and the swimsuit beauty next to her pouted, this time she really wanted to leave.

Li Baitian continued to roar: "What--Uncle Village Chief, you are in the town to catch a market, our village doesn't have a mobile phone signal yet--Uncle Village Chief, you ask me what to do, don't I talk about business with customers, 100,000 yuan of business, one is ten, I'm busy!" ”

The beauty was about to leave, but when she heard the little fat man running the train with his mouth full of mouth, and he was about to blow the train into the sky, she simply stood in place and watched him continue to blow, but the look on her face became more and more contemptuous.

"What, the village chief, you asked me if I was driving, and I was driving it--of course it was an Audi, the kind of four-circle one!" Li Baitian looked down at his beloved car, as if it was only three wheels when it was full.

Looking up again, the big customer who had traded with him for 100,000 yuan had already turned around and left, and quickly covered the phone and shouted: "Beauty, I haven't given you any money yet!" ”

The swimsuit beauty didn't even turn her head, but left two words in her pleasant voice: "La-garbage-"

For a moment, Li Baitian's big neck tendon slammed a few times, and his hand clenched his fist, but soon, he shook his head self-deprecatingly and continued to call, and inside the phone, there was the old and confident scolding voice of the old village chief: "Xiaotian, you don't have to talk to me, Li Erdan in the village called back a few days ago, saying that he saw you riding a three-wheeled pick up rags, you little rabbit cub, go out for a few years, and learn to talk nonsense, right?" ”

Wiping the beads of sweat on his head, the little fat man became low: "Uncle Village Chief, it's hard to find a job in the city. When the old man was sick, he owed tens of thousands of dollars, and he was not rich, so I had to pay back the money. ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then the voice of the old village chief came: "Baby, as the old saying goes, things are expensive to leave their hometowns, and people are cheap when they leave their hometowns. ”

Family? The little fat man's eyes were a little confused, although there was still noise around him, but his heart seemed to have been brought back to the place called Black Blind Tun by the surging river in front of him......

His hometown is in the far north of Xinjiang, which is a small mountain village, located in the remaining veins of the Great Xing'an Mountains, bordering the Inner ~ Mongolian grassland, the official name is Lijiatun, but in the local area, the common people are used to calling it the Black Blind Tun. It is said that when they broke into the eastern part of the country, three brothers surnamed Li settled here backward. At the beginning of spring this year, Mr. Li washed rice and steamed bean buns, steaming one pot after another until the eyes of the sky were blackened, and they heard a banging knock on the door.

Boss Li thought it was a brother who came to visit the door, opened the door and looked, almost didn't fall down, it turned out that there was a black blind man standing at the door, who was carrying a big black slap and hitting him upright. Aunt Li ran into the house with a bang, or the old man of his family had experience, picked up two sticky bean buns, dipped them in the water scoop, and threw them at the black blind man. Because the bean buns are sticky and very hot out of the pot, when the bean buns are picked, a scoop of cold water should be placed next to the pot table.

Seeing that there was something to eat, this black blind man who had just finished hibernation was also happy, and caught it directly with his big mouth, slimy, slippery, and cold, and swallowed it into his stomach with a grunt. Then, Old Man Li fed half a pot of bean buns into it, and the black blind man began to scream, tossing like crazy, calling for a night, and finally died with his belly turned upside down. It turned out that although the outside of the bean bun was dipped in cold water, the temperature inside was still terrifyingly hot, and even a bear couldn't stand it when it was eaten in the stomach.

It is precisely because of this allusion that Li Jiatun has continued the title of Black Blind Zitun. It was also the place where Li Baitian had lived for 18 years, and the mountain, the water, and the people had once haunted him.

When I think of my hometown, I naturally think of the old man who raised him for 18 years. Back then, when he was pulling the plough to pick up dung, he picked up a baby boy who was still in swaddling clothes in the ditch on the side of the road. and pulled him up with a handful of and urine, and sent him to college. Although it is only a third-rate university, Li Baitian is the first college student in the history of Black Blind Zitun.

But when he was in his third year of college, the old man was sick, and in order to see a doctor, he borrowed tens of thousands of yuan from the villagers in the village, and finally returned to dust.

And Li Baitian graduated from a third-rate medical school part-time and study, but for a three-no product like him, one has no power, two has no money, and three has no people, where can he find a job, and most of the half a year has lived in the endless cycle of submitting resumes, interviews, failures, and re-submitting resumes. Li Baitian finally lived up to his name, and completely became a Sunday seven days a week. The frivolity of youth, the beautiful vision, the bright future, everything is crushed into slag by the cruel reality, and it is sparsely crushed.

Fortunately, Li Xiaopang was optimistic by nature, so he simply began to pick up scrap and collect waste, and after two years, he was frugal and frugal, and he was able to pay off the famine he owed last month.

Just now, the village chief's uncle's words, his mood suddenly brightened, and suddenly he had a sense of freedom, thinking about the quiet mountain village in his hometown, there was only one thought left in his mind: go home, go home, go home......

"Uncle, uncle—"

Just when Li Baitian was immersed in the memories of the past, he suddenly felt that the corners of his clothes were gently pulled a few times, and he quickly looked down, and it turned out that there was a five or six-year-old girl kneeling in front of him, and the yellow pot lid covered her forehead, so that only the dirty little flower face was left, but the big eyes were looking up at him pitifully. It's like the little girl who sells matches in a fairy tale.

The little girl was holding a broken basin in her hand, and there were a few banknotes in it. And her small hands were cracked with a few red and swollen cuts.

"Although I'm not your uncle, but-" The softest place in Li Xiaopang's heart was poked hard, and this was what he couldn't see the most, maybe it had something to do with his background. Although he also knew that in this deformed society, some guys with a conscience who called dogs to eat would use homeless children to beg, he still took out two ten-dollar bills from his pocket, and then lovingly reached out and touched the lid of the little girl's dry pot: Girl, I am also a rag, and I am stronger than you.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there were two squeaks next to him, and then a hairy little paw stretched over extremely quickly and snatched the banknote in Li Xiaopang's hand.

Li Baitian was about to stare at it, but found that it was a yellow-haired little monkey with a chain around his neck and the other end tied to the little girl's waist. The little monkey was also holding a broken bowl, and a few words were written crookedly on the bowl, "Ask for support".

At this moment, the little monkey is kneeling on the beach, kowtowing to him. It's just a little insincere, kowtowing, while brinkling his eyes, peeking at a bear child who is watching the excitement next to him, and the bear child is licking a lollipop with his tongue.

Who came up with this idea? Li Xiaopang blinked his little eyes twice, and looked at the little girl suspiciously: Forming a group to fool people, right?

But what surprised Li Baitian was that the big eyes of the yellow-haired girl were full of anxiety, and she saw that she snatched the money from the little monkey's hand, and stuffed the money back into Li Baitian's hand, and at the same time, there was a crumpled piece of shredded paper.

His eyes fell on the paper, and he saw a few words written crookedly on it, Li Xiaopang carefully identified it for a long time, and then he whispered softly in his mouth: "Please-beg-I-"

Girl, I really want to beg you now, beg you to give me a stable job, I beg you to give me a house, I beg you—but, please, is it useful?

Shaking his head helplessly, Li Baitian had no choice but to bend down and pat her little brain melon with his generous palm again. Anyway, the little girl's actions just now still warmed his heart. Perhaps when I recall this city in the future, it is not only indifference, but also this warmth full of sourness.

The little girl's big eyes looked at this uncle again: the chubby figure, the chubby face looked harmless; Her eyes were small, but she could feel the radiance of kindness in them. The little girl knows that there are too few opportunities like this, so you must seize them!

So she stretched out her little dirty hand and grabbed Li Baitian's pants, her big eyes covered with mist became extremely firm, and her bloodless lips trembled for a long time, and then she uttered two syllables very hoarsely: "Uncle-uncle-"

I also recognize that I am your cheap uncle, but unfortunately since the old man left, I am just a bare pole, and I have no relatives - Li Baitian's heart trembled again: it turned out that he was still a disabled child, and he couldn't speak, alas-

Listening to the little girl's mouth struggling but persevering to make a series of indistinct uncle's voices, and the tears in her big eyes rolling down Xiaohua's face, Li Baitian's bitter heart began to struggle fiercely.

But before he could make any moves, a woman rushed over from the ground, kicked the little girl on the ground over, and scolded viciously: "You dead girl, are you looking for death, and you dare to ask for help...... See if I can't kick you! ”

The broken basin crossed an arc in front of Li Baitian's eyes, and fell on the concrete floor, and the muffled sound made the little monkey squeak, shrank into a ball, and rolled into the little girl's arms. And this sound, for Li Baitian, is no less than a thunderbolt: it turns out that the little girl is not calling for uncle, but calling for help, asking him for help; And the words on the note, it's not a plea for me, it's for help!

In an instant, Li Baitian only felt that a surging breath erupted from his chest, rushing straight to his head, as if his whole body was about to explode.

The grievance of having no way to find a job!

The desolation of poverty!

and the conscience that is struggling in the world, but has never been extinguished, drove Li Xiaopang to shoot angrily and grabbed the woman's arm and shook it vigorously. The woman who made up like a female ghost was suddenly thrown off by him. Sitting on the beach. Immediately, a mouthful of spit fell on the face of the artificial female ghost, and at the same time, there was a loud shout from Li Xiaopang: "You dead trash!" ”

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