"I think since I was a child, I dreamed that one day I could become a singer and sing on a big, big stage. But my parents never supported me singing, they were very traditional, and they always thought that singing was a lowly profession. They wanted me to study in financial management or law, but I wasn't interested in either.

I've argued with them several times about this, and I really don't understand why they can't choose their own future and destiny, and why they always like to impose their own views and opinions on others. Maybe this is the 'generation gap'. The thought of his parents' opposition to his music career made Huang Liang Meng sad.

"They are also for your good, in fact, the road of singing is also very difficult to walk, not only to rely on strength, but also to have a backstage and be sought after."

"Yes, my family is a little better than the average salaryman, but if you want to pave a star path for me, it is still far from enough."

"Your conditions are so much better than ours. At least you have no worries about food and clothing, but we often have to worry about tuition fees and living expenses. Tulong looked at the dim street lamp in the distance, remembered what his brother had said to him when he returned to school this time, and remembered his brother's melancholy but firm gaze, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Don't always talk about such heavy topics, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, we can't choose our own family, but we can stick to our ideals. Tulong, your grades are not bad, I believe that you will definitely be able to be admitted to university, and then you can do what you want to do. To be honest, my current grades, in addition to taking the professional specialty, if the pure test is culture, I don't have any bottom in my heart, but my family does not support me to study vocal music. Huang Liang Meng said and talked about the things that bothered him.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and everyone has their own unhappy times. Eighteen or nineteen years old was supposed to be the age of flowers, it was supposed to be full of fantasy, full of energy, and carefree. However, the heavy pressure of the college entrance examination, the seemingly invisible burden pressed on their shoulders early, making them feel extremely heavy and tired.

Being admitted to university means having a stable job, and whether or not you can be admitted to university may not have much impact on students like Huang Liangmeng who have better family conditions.

However, for rural children from poor families like Xiye, Tulong, and Yan Ling, being admitted to university means saying goodbye to the countryside and jumping out of the farm, which means a major turning point in their fate. After more than ten years of hard study, isn't it just that day?

Before I knew it, a few people chatted until more than eleven o'clock, and if they went back to school, they would inevitably be criticized by the doorman. Huang Liang Meng proposed that everyone go to his house to rest, saying that anyway, there are many rooms in his house, even if there are a few more, there is a place to sleep.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, they came to Huang Liangmeng's house. His house is a two-and-a-half-story flat-roofed independent courtyard, from the outside, the building looks a little old, is a more popular style in the mid-to-late eighties, the top of the third floor is a spacious balcony, and there are only two rooms on the third floor, which is also a flat-roofed design.

Huang Liangmeng opened the gate of the fence and let the other three into the house, which was an open space of about thirty or forty square meters. The flower beds under the walls are planted with cannas and other kinds of flowers, but it is not clear what they are.

Huang Liang Meng's parents should have gone out to do business again, and his younger brother and sister also went to bed early, and the three of them followed Huang Liang Meng to the room where he lived on the second floor.

Huang Liangmeng's room is spacious, it is a connected ensuite, with a study on the outside and a bedroom on the inside. In front of the windowsill of the study is a desk with a lamp and books, and next to the desk is a floor-to-ceiling bookcase with some books scattered in it.

Next to the bookcase was a small solid wood table, on which was a large cassette recorder, and next to the cassette recorder was a glass cassette shelf, on which three or four rows of audio tapes were neatly arranged. Looking again, on the opposite wall, hangs a dark red guitar, which is spotless and should be used regularly.

Tulong enviously stroked the tape recorder with six speakers with his hand, and asked while looking at it: "Huang Liangmeng, your tape recorder should be expensive, right?" There are so many tapes, there should be more than a hundred boxes, right? ”

"Yes, I bought the cassette recorder two years ago, and it cost more than 2,000 at that time. These tapes were bought one after another, about 150 boxes, and many of them can't be found. Huang Liangmeng pointed to the glass shelf next to the tape and said, "What do you think of this shelf for tape?" I did it myself! I designed it at home, then scratched the glass, and then glued the glass at home for a long time before I got it done. ”

The glass shelves are divided into six layers, with a right-angled trapezoidal glass on each side, seven panes of glass sandwiched horizontally from top to bottom, and the side facing back to the wall is glued together with a single mirror. The structure of this tape is not complicated, but as a student, you can make it yourself according to your own needs, which is much better than those who only know how to reach out and open their mouths.

"You can still play the guitar? It's so versatile, can you play one for us? Nishino took off the guitar hanging on the wall, leaned back on his chest, and gently plucked the strings with the fingers of his right hand.

"Okay, but it's too late now, my brothers and sisters are asleep, and I'll play it to you tomorrow." Huang Liangmeng took the guitar handed over by Xiye and rehung it on the wall, "We came back so late today, and I don't know if He Yan called, it stands to reason that she should go to the provincial capital this morning, and I don't know how her mother's condition is." ”

"I hope everything is okay, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and Mother He should be fine." Yan Ling took over the conversation and said.

"yes, it's useless to worry about it now, she should call tomorrow, and we'll know then. It's not early today, so let's rest first. Tulong stretched and opened his mouth to let out a long yawn.

There was no class the next day, and all four of them slept late to get up. At nearly nine o'clock, Huang Liang Meng made breakfast for everyone - noodles and eggs, although the breakfast is simple, but the taste is really good, a rich businessman's child can make such a delicious breakfast, it is indeed a bit unexpected.

After a few people finished breakfast, they shouted for Huang Liangmeng to play the guitar. Downstairs, Huang Liangmeng's sister Huang Dan suddenly shouted: "Brother, your phone is a long-distance call from the provincial capital!" ”

"A long-distance call from the provincial capital? That must be He Yan! Huang Liangmeng was a little excited, "Xiye, let's go down and answer the phone together." ”

Since He Yan went to the provincial capital, everyone's hearts have never been put down, especially Xiye, who has always been nervous in the past two days, as if he was pressing a heavy stone. Now that she's calling, she can at least be reassured.

Several people hurried downstairs to the living room. Huang Liang Meng and the three of them looked at Xiye very tacitly, and motioned for him to answer the phone first, they knew that the most relieved of the four people must be Xiye.

Nishino walked over and picked up the telephone receiver on the coffee table, and was about to speak, when He Yan's voice came from the receiver, which seemed to have been absent for a long time.

"Huang Liang Meng, is that you? I'm He Yan. The voice in the earpiece was distinctly tired.

"He Yan, it's me, I'm Nishino, are you okay over there?" Listening to He Yan's familiar voice, the uneasy Nishino was a little excited, but he didn't dare to ask her mother's condition directly.

"I'm okay, I arrived in the provincial capital yesterday morning, because I have to take care of my mother, so I don't have time to call. Are you playing at Huangliang Meng's house today? ”

"Tulong and Yan Ling and I were here last night, worried that you would call today and no one would pick you up and you haven't returned to school yet. By the way, is Auntie better? Nishino was very worried about He Yan's emotions and knocked on the side.

"My mom is so thin that I almost don't recognize her, and she's resting. The doctor said he would operate on her in a few days. ”

"Surgery? Is it serious? What do doctors say? As soon as he heard that he was going to have surgery, Nishino suddenly became nervous, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his tone suddenly became anxious.

"Thank you for your concern, the situation may not be as bad as we thought. I went to the doctor yesterday and the doctor said that the tumor in my mother's stomach was most likely benign and that if it didn't recur within a year after the surgery, it wouldn't be a big problem. ”

"That's good, that's good. Do you know? We've all been so worried these days. Now that your mom is fine, then we can rest assured. Nishino's heart that was hanging in the air finally touched the ground, and he felt a little relieved, and then asked, "Then when will you come back?" ”

"I may leave next Thursday morning, and it is estimated that it will be more than eight o'clock in the evening in S County, can you come and pick me up if it is convenient?"

"Good, good! No problem. You take good care of your mother over there first, and you don't have to worry about studying yet. By the way, Huang Liang Meng and they are also beside them, can you also have a few words with them? They're worried about you, too. ”

After He Yan and Huang Liangmeng and the other three finished talking on the phone one by one, the four of them came to Huang Liangmeng's room together. As soon as he entered the door, Nishino picked up Tulong and kept spinning in the air without putting it down.

He was so happy, He Yan was too difficult, now that her mother has finally been diagnosed, there is no danger, this big news, how can he not be excited.

Tulong was almost overwhelmed by Nishino, and hurriedly struggled while shouting, "Nishino, what are you doing." You're not He Yan, why are you holding me and not letting go! Wait for He Yan to come back in a few days, you can take her away! Ouch, you kid want to murder? ”

"Who will murder you? No wealth, no color. Nishino put down the dragon and grinned.

"What a vision, you are." Tulong reached out and stroked the hair on his forehead, and shook the hair to the right, "Look, handsome, right?" I'm ......."

"People love each other, and flowers bloom! Hahahaha......... "Huang Liang Meng and Yan Ling coincidentally picked up Tulong's mantra, and even their demeanor and tone were exactly the same.

The four of them were fighting and making noise for a while before they stopped. Tulong suddenly remembered something: "What did He Yan say on the phone just now?" Do you want to do something? ”

"yes." Nishino didn't hide it either, saying, "She said she'd come back next Thursday night and asked us to pick her up at the station if we were free." Are you free that night? Why don't you come with me? ”

"I'll go with you? Don't be funny, such a rare opportunity, you should go alone. I'd better be a little more interested and not be your light bulb. Huang Liang Meng and Yan Ling also echoed in unison, saying that they were not free, and they would definitely be very busy that night, but if they needed help asking for leave, there should be no problem at all.

"Mother He's surgery must require a lot of money, should we start a proposal among our classmates?" Although Tulong's family is poor, he still has a sense of the overall situation.

"Don't send it. In this way, I will give 300 first, and in the evening I ask my dad if I can give another 500? "Huang Liang Meng donated first and handed it over to Tulong.

Seeing Huangliang Meng's first donation, Xiye couldn't help but say: "I donate 200 yuan." ”

"Your family hasn't paid any agricultural taxes, where do you get the money?" Tulong didn't understand.

"Don't worry about it, I only have a way." Nishino patted his chest.

"You're a friend who is heavy on sex and light on color, didn't you say you have no money a few days ago? Why is it so generous now? "The second monk Tulong was confused.

"Why are you always looking for faults? I'll pay 50 yuan. Yan Ling finally found a few ten-yuan bills from his body.

"I'll also pay 30 yuan—" Tulong said.

"No, you can't protect yourself." Huang Liang Meng stopped Tulong.

"He Yan's business is all of us' business. Even if I eat vegetarian food for a week, I have to donate. "Tulong is in a hurry.

"No, He Yan will be sad to know that you donate money." Nishino insisted on not allowing it, "After the classmates donate on Monday, they will remit it one by one, and you can keep the money for the time being." My $200 will be given to you at noon. ”