Three of the first to leave home

A few days later, Fang Bin's fields were planted with seedlings. I was going to leave tomorrow, and my sister came over, persuaded and persuaded her, and brought another five hundred yuan. Fang Bin knew that it was the tuition fee for his nephews, so he refused to accept it, so his sister gradually turned red. In the end, the family was silent, and the mother's suppressed cry could be heard.

Bin'er, this is the 800 yuan that your mother saved for you, preparing you to go to college, and it is not enough to borrow more. The old father took out an old handkerchief with a trembling handkerchief, opened it layer by layer, and crisscrossed his hands. A large pile of mosquitoes pushed and shoved out on the side of the electric light, and the fan that my mother was holding shook this and that, but her left hand kept patting on her leg.

I don't want so much! Fang Bin only took two. Fang Bin's home is in the Dongting Lake District of northern Hunan Province, where there are many people and few fields, and it is often flooded, making it a poor place. Dad, you still have to buy pesticides and fertilizers, and many other things.

Take it, it's hard to go out. As soon as his father stuffed it over, Fang Bin blocked it again: I'm here to make money, not to study.

Give it to me, my mother took out another one and stuffed it in Fang Bin's hand, and sewed the other few in the quilt, this money is not allowed to be used until it is absolutely necessary, and I will bring it back when the time comes. Fang Bin muttered: Then why bother? The sister next to me asked where she was going to work, and it was easy to contact. Fang Bin thought for a while and said: Let's go to Jiangcheng, there are fellow villagers there. In fact, Fang Bin knew that Jiangnan University was in Jiangcheng, so he couldn't go to it, so he could always take a look, and he felt more cordial in his heart.

The train is running with a clang, passing Linxiang and Yueyang, which is the border of Jiangbei Province. The land of Jianghan is in full view. It is the season of double robbery, and there are still large areas of rice that have not been harvested, and the breeze blows, one after another, and the golden waves are rolling. There were not many people on the train, and it was almost time to arrive in Jiangcheng, so Fang Bin soaked a bowl of instant noodles and went to the toilet again. Fang Bin knows: In the city, everything costs money.

Walking out of the train station, the scorching heat wave is blowing in your face. Fang Bin carried a large bag of artificial leather on his right shoulder, and a thin luggage roll in his left hand, looking at the busy traffic in the square and not knowing where to go. The sun is hot, the smell of sweat is flowing in the air, buses are passing by, and pedestrians are in a hurry. A motorcycle spun over and asked, "Master, do you want a car?" Fang Bin smiled unnaturally and shook his head again. Picking up my luggage and walking around the shady corner, I saw a small restaurant, stopped, and looked in hesitantly.

Eat? The chubby boss walked out shirtless, with a black towel on his left shoulder.

No. I've eaten it. Fang Bin's face flushed.

Raised by a bitch, don't you eat to watch? The chubby proprietress looked impatiently at the door, and her face was horizontal.

Ah, I'm sorry, I want to ask if you want a small job? Fang Bin's face flushed.

Go, go, go! The fat boss waved his hand unceremoniously, who do you think you are? Fang Bin ran away like this, listening to the fat boss behind him scolding: A bitch raised by a big tits is almost the same. Fang Bin didn't dare to go back, and endured two bubbles of tears all the way to the overpass. The bridge piers were plastered with all kinds of colorful advertisements, and Fang Bin only picked up the type of recruits to see. But most of them need diplomas, and I am just a high school student who can't afford to go to college, so I thought I could try my luck at a construction site. People and land are unfamiliar, Fang Bin looked for a long time and didn't see the shadow of the construction site, but the sky slowly darkened, Fang Bin felt sticky, he could smell the sour smell on his body, so he walked along the bus sign towards the Yangtze River. When I came to the river, I saw that there was no one around, quickly took off my clothes and shorts, took a shower, quickly rubbed my clothes, felt refreshed, bought two breads and a bottle of water in the grocery kiosk, found a place to sit down, and nibbled on it with taste. The slight river breeze blows, warm and warm. In the distance, the winding Yangtze River Bridge, like a giant dragon shining with spiritual light, quietly lies prone on both sides of the Jianghan River, and occasionally a whistling train flashes by, and then falls into silence in an instant. Late at night, Fang Bin found a place to carry people on his back and fell asleep with a pillow.

Four unexpected discoveries

When he woke up, Liu Hongwei had not returned home. Huang Yurong opened her eyes and looked at the dark ceiling in a daze: In her life, maybe she should make do with it so painlessly? It is said that home is a woman's day, but I have never had that kind of heartfelt concern and thoughts, never the kind of ** and impulse to be desperate for him and this family, and often ask myself: Do I have no sense of responsibility? When I was in college, I didn't fall in love, I was too focused on my studies, and secondly, I was also a surname, just because of my own high and low incompatible, so that many boys looked up to the mountains, and Qing was quiet, but it was also like a nun for a few years, if it weren't for Liu Hongwei kneeling in public when he graduated, he was caught off guard and was moved by a mess, and he agreed to him in a daze under the decision of many classmates. Reasons always feel like they can't convince themselves. First, I didn't have a lot of dealings with him when I was studying, and second, I was neither active nor very good. Over the years, the two of them have been lukewarm, and they have left a pimple in their hearts. I feel that the union between myself and him is like a playhouse, and the marriage of the two people is like an unripe green apple, astringent.

In the darkness, the door opened, and footsteps led into the bathroom, and after a while, he returned to his bedroom, and soon there was a snoring.

I had a messy night's dreams, but I woke up and didn't remember any of them. I didn't have classes in the morning, and I didn't want to get out of bed lazily. Liu Hongwei has long since left. Stretching out his hand to open the curtains, the sun outside has climbed high, and it is another hot day! Huang Yurong lay on the bed and thought stupidly: At this moment, if there is a beloved person standing by the bed, looking at herself, teasing herself, coaxing herself, caressing herself, and kissing herself...... How warm it must be. Thinking about it in a daze, my heart jumped wildly involuntarily. Quack, ---quack, quack, get up--- get up...... Huang Yurong was immersed in her own illusion, but the alarm clock at the bedside rang at an inopportune time. Huang Yurong sat up suddenly, rubbed her eyes, and laughed at herself: I couldn't imagine that there was such a romantic heart under the hard exterior. Then he got up in a hurry and walked to the bathroom. There was another pile of clothes. Huang Yurong muttered, but still reached out to pick up his dirty clothes, ready to throw them in the washing machine. When I touched it, there was a boxy and hard thing in my trouser pocket, and I reached out and took it out: a very young and charming woman, wearing only a bra, hanging Liu Hongwei's neck, and smiling brightly. Huang Yurong was taken aback, stunned for a long time, and her heart was suddenly blocked, but the strange thing was that she didn't feel the slightest vinegar, but felt a sense of relief. Huang Yurong threw her clothes into the washing machine, washed them and dried them, hastily ate lunch, and took a small umbrella out of the house.

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