Chapter 1: Transmission of Exercises (I)
"Today is really unlucky!" Ma Han walked home a little depressed, feeling his torn pockets, feeling a little gloomy in his heart.
Ma Han lives in the suburbs of Shanxian City, saying that it is a suburb, but in fact it is almost outside the fifth ring of Shanxian City, even the house here is when Ma Han's father was still alive, he reluctantly sold the house in his hometown, and only in this remote suburb, he bought a second-hand house of only more than 80 square meters.
Five years ago, Ma Han's father Ma Chaoyuan died of illness, not only did the family lose a pillar, but before Ma Chaoyuan died, he also spent all the family's poor savings and owed a lot of debts.
At that time, Ma Han was in junior high school and originally planned to drop out of school to work, but Ma Han's mother He Xiangqin disagreed, saying that even if the only house was sold, Ma Han would be allowed to go to college.
Mother's insistence made Ma Han throb, coupled with the death of his father, Ma Han grew up a lot and became a lot more sensible.
In the past few years, Ma Han has not only made rapid progress in learning, but also has become more and more calm, and has always insisted on work-study to reduce the burden on his family.
Ma Han has an older sister and a younger sister, after her sister graduated from high school, she did not go to college, but studied technical school, and she just got married last year, and her sister is still in her first year of high school.
Thinking about the time when his father just died, the three children went to school at the same time, and the mother worked three jobs a day, and often fainted from exhaustion, Ma Han's heart was sour, and because of this, the three sisters and brothers were extremely sensible.
It has been more than a month since the end of the college entrance examination, and there is still more than a month to go, and I will go to Huaxia University, but the tuition fee is 10,000 yuan, plus the cost of books, accommodation, food, etc., at least about 15,000, and this money, like a mountain, is pressed on the heads of He Xiangqin and Ma Han.
The relatives in the family have borrowed it all, and the relationship is good, but they just sigh and apologize that the family is really tight, and some snobs are already vicious.
Ma Han has been working hard for more than a month, but he only graduated from high school, and he is a short-term worker, so some high-paying jobs can't be done at all.
Today's construction site pays wages, and most people are already transferring money by mobile phones at the moment, but Ma Han does not have a mobile phone, so he begged in every possible way to let the little foreman get cash for him, and now, Ma Han still remembers the surprised face when the little foreman heard that he did not have a mobile phone.
Also, what kind of society is it now, some elementary school students are holding smartphones, and he, a young man of seventeen or eighteen, actually said that he doesn't have a mobile phone, which is really a surprising thing.
After receiving the salary, Ma Han was quite excited, in the current society, there is still a lot of money earned by hard work, he has a small job of one hundred and fifty a day, and he has worked hard for more than a month, except for leave, there are more than four thousand, and now there is more than a month, if you work harder, plus the tutor at night, maybe you can really make up the fifteen thousand.
Who expected to be happy and sad, maybe too tired, Ma Han took a nap on the bus, and when he woke up, he had already found that the money was gone, although he begged the driver to see the monitoring, but there were too many people on the bus at that time, and he couldn't find out who stole his money.
got out of the car and touched the only remaining forty yuan in another pocket, Ma Han sighed, let's go back, it's not far from home, and you can save five yuan.
"This little brother, don't go, don't go, say you, come and take a look at me. Not long after walking, Ma Han heard a hoarse voice coming, and turned his head to see an old man in ragged clothes squatting on the side of the road, with some trinkets in front of him.
At this moment, it was almost dusk, the old man was squatting there, his face was wrinkled, looking quite desolate, Ma Han felt something, sighed, touched his nose, and stepped forward: "Uncle, how do you sell this?"
The old man looked at Ma Han cautiously: "Forty-three yuan and six cents." ”
"How can there be any fractions?" Ma Han smiled, but suddenly his body shook, his brows furrowed, didn't he just have forty-three yuan and six cents left in his pocket?
Looking at the old man carefully, Ma Han didn't see anything unusual, maybe it was just a coincidence, looking at the old man's pitiful appearance, Ma Han sighed, took out the money, handed it to the old man, took a clod-shaped ornament in his hand, and was about to get up and leave.
It's just to help the poor, and besides, I've lost more than 4,000 yuan, and I don't care about more than 40 yuan, and the first time I buy a gift for myself, I should give myself a must-die.
"Wait, this isn't for you. The old man stopped Ma Han, took away the ornament in Ma Han's hand, looked at Ma Han carefully, took a teardrop-shaped ornament, and handed it to Ma Han: "This is more suitable for your physique, take it." ”
"What is suitable for physique? What does it mean?" Ma Han frowned, could it be that this guy is a liar?
The old man smiled slightly: "You don't understand it now, if we can meet again in the future, you will know it by then." ”
After speaking, the old man suddenly disappeared, and even the trinkets on the ground disappeared without a trace.
It really disappeared! It disappeared for no reason, and if it weren't for the teardrop-shaped ornament in his hand, Ma Han would only think it was a dream.
has lived in the technological society for nearly 20 years, and is about to become a college student, Ma Han has read many famous online novels, although he has also fantasized about meeting immortal cultivators, or being reborn or the like, but Ma Han also knows that this is just his own fantasy, but today's strange scene made Ma Han's heart tremble.
Holding the water droplet ornament, Ma Han had the heart to throw it away, but he was a little unwilling in his heart, not throwing it away, but he was quite scared, and after being entangled for a while, Ma Han still put the ornament in his pocket and walked towards home.
Maybe I'm dazzled! Maybe I'm too tired these days! Maybe it's ......
Maybe it's what, Ma Han doesn't know, but in this world, there are already many unsolved mysteries, and it doesn't seem surprising that there is one more now.
Back home, He Xiangqin was cooking dinner, thick millet porridge, plus strong steamed buns, a plate of side dishes, this is dinner.
"Brother, are you back?" Ma Han's sister Ma Qian walked over and took Ma Han's backpack: "I'm tired, the meal will be fine soon, you can sit and rest for a while." ”
Ma Han smiled and nodded, he was also really tired, sitting on the only broken sofa in the house, and fell asleep after a while.
Half an hour later, He Xiangqin gently woke up Ma Han: "Xiao Han, eat, eat, hurry up and go to bed." ”
Ma Han woke up, looked at his mother He Xiangqin, and felt sour, his mother was only in her forties, but she looked like she was in her fifties, her head was covered with white hair, and because she was worried about money, she didn't dye her hair, and the work was too hard, resulting in lumbar strain, and now she can't completely straighten her waist, so she can only bend half-bent.
Ma Han blinked, held back the urge to cry, and said with a smile: "Today's salary is paid, I have paid four thousand three, I have saved it, and after another month of hard work, I will almost be able to make up the expenses." ”