During the three-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday in 2009, Yuan Junjun and his sister took the bus home in the county town, crowded into the car full of students, looking out the window at the scenery speeding by, the golden ears of wheat in the fields, the busy people working in the fields, and the smell of harvest in the air. The car stopped at the entrance of Xiaozhaizi Village, and the sisters and brothers who finally squeezed out of the car walked home with their schoolbags on their backs, and when they arrived at the door, Yuan Junjun looked at Wang Lili's home, the red lacquer gate was rusty, and the weeds growing in the cracks of the stone steps in front of the door were telling themselves about the barrenness here. The walls are overgrown with weeds, and no one comes to buy the unlucky house, and no one dares to live in it, so it is so deserted. "Let's go, what are you looking at?" My sister saw Yuan Junjun who stopped and called him. Yuan Junjun, who turned around, said yes and followed his sister home. Mother Li Xiaofeng knew that the sisters and brothers would come back this afternoon, so she went to the town early to buy some fresh vegetables, and caught an old hen in the chicken coop and killed them, and stewed soup for the sisters and brothers. Since Yuan Shizhong's death, these sisters and brothers have been Li Xiaofeng's all. Usually, the sisters and brothers are not at home from school, so Li Xiaofeng goes to work in the processing factory in the town, mainly doing some needlework and processing some bags. I am not tired, but I stay up, go to work at 7 o'clock in the morning every day, and don't come back until 9 o'clock in the evening. Although there is 100,000 yuan left by Yuan Shizhong, how can it be enough for the sisters and brothers to go to college in the future, and it is a little more to earn a little more while they are now.

"Mom, we're back." Li Xiaofeng heard that the children were back, and greeted him with a smile, Yuan Junjun hadn't been home for a month, every time his sister asked her if she would go home, he always prevaricated for various reasons, and he didn't know what he was busy with, he checked his test results, and there was not much fluctuation, so he didn't ask in detail. Li Xiaofeng is old, and in the two years since Yuan Shizhong's death, he has aged at a rate visible to the naked eye. Yuan Junjun looked at his mother's smile, the wrinkles on his face were naked to show himself the results, and suddenly felt a pang in his heart, how did his mother change and become like this. Is this still the beautiful mother in my mind? "What are you doing standing, come in, I stewed an old hen with your sister and brother, usually tired from school, use your brain, go home and make up for the two of you." Lifting the lid of the pot, the aroma of chicken soup filled the room, and Yuan Junjun and his sister's bowl was full of chicken. "Come, put some chopped green onions, salt, and eat quickly, it's been boiling for almost two hours." The siblings looked at their mother, who was sitting across the table. "Eat, look at what I'm doing." Li Xiaofeng said a little uncomfortably. "Mom, why don't you be prosperous." "I'll eat for a while, watching you two eat, I haven't seen your brother and sister for a long time, I miss you, and Junjun, I haven't come back for 32 days, what's wrong, I don't want my mother." "Why, don't I call you every week, oh yes, Mom, I'm tutoring my classmates." As he spoke, he ran over and took out his schoolbag, took out seven hundred yuan from it, and handed it to Li Xiaofeng, "Mom, this is the money I earned from tutoring for my classmates this month, give it to you." "I don't want it, you keep it for yourself, why do you still tutor others, high school studies are so tight, don't delay your own studies." "It's okay Mom, my grades are good, I don't believe you ask my sister." "Yes, Mom, the average score is the same as before, it's very good, you can rest assured." Hearing Yuan Cuiping's words, Li Xiaofeng relieved her heart, "Okay, eat quickly, drink some soup, it will be cold in a while." There are still in the pot after eating. "Mom, hurry up and serve it for yourself." At the urging of the sisters and brothers, Li Xiaofeng filled himself half a bowl of soup, put chopped green onions, salt, and took a sip, "Well, it's so fragrant, the heat is just right." "Mom, if you don't eat meat, we won't eat it, you fill it up for our sisters and brothers, and you can drink half a bowl of soup yourself?" "Mom doesn't like meat, it's too oily, you eat it just right." Yuan Junjun debunked his mother's lies so easily for the first time, I don't know how many times a scene like this happened when he was a child, when his father was there, his father was saying that his mother ate with his sister and brother. Now that his father is gone, his mother is playing the role of a father, and his mother is strong, Yuan Junjun's tears are rolling in his eyes, he really wants to tell his mother that our family is rich, and there is no need to endure hardship. But he couldn't, and if his mother knew that she wasn't studying at school, she was gambling, and she would be angry. My father once said, "You can be poor, but you can't make ill-gotten gains, you have to get rich through labor, and you can sleep steadily." "We don't understand the people of that time. My mother hoped that I would be admitted to university and become a pillar of the country, a doctor or a civil servant, and the sisters and brothers had been working hard for their mother's wishes. In the minds of the older generation, the best way out they can think of is to be admitted to college and find an iron job bowl. But if you can make a lot of money, enough to spend your whole life, why do it matter? It's just that what Yuan Junjun is doing now is illegal, and if someone finds out one day, it is inevitable that he will face prison. So he can't say it, he can only make up for his family in the name of tutoring his classmates.

After eating, Yuan Junjun came to the river for a walk, in front of the door is a bamboo forest, at night the bamboo forest is full of bird chirping, and the weeds along the river are all kinds of insects. There was a rustling sound of the wind blowing. Yuan Junjun enjoyed the feeling. When I was a child, I liked to run into the bamboo forest, standing there without doing anything with my eyes closed, listening to the birds, listening to the wind, and listening to the tranquility that nature brought to me.

On the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yuan Junjun woke up very early, because today was the day of the start of construction, his mother was making dumplings, and his sister was still getting up. "Mom, you're making dumplings so early." "Why do you wake up so early, you are so tired at school, you finally have a holiday, and you don't sleep much." "I can't sleep, so I get up, wait for me, I'll help you wrap it." Yuan Junjun, who had quickly washed it, picked up the rolling pin, skillfully took the kneaded dough, pressed it into a small circle with the palm of his hand, and then quickly used the rolling pin to roll it into a round dumpling wrapper with his left and right hands. After a while, the dumplings eaten by three people were wrapped. When my sister gets up and washes, put the dumplings down.

Yuan Junjun, who had breakfast, came to the town, in the east of the town, there was a large open space, at this time it was full of people, and the township leaders were also there, which was a big project for them to attract investment: Li Yi Trading Co., Ltd., I heard that it is a large logistics and warehousing company, mainly to facilitate trade between the two provinces, and establish a base-type source of goods in Xiaozhaizi Village. The town attaches great importance to it and has given a series of preferential policies to take the best forty acres of land in the east as office land, and the follow-up storage base is placed on the east bank of the river, which is the location of Yuan Junjun's hometown. In this way, most of the small village will be contracted by the logistics company, what to do, as long as it is the inherent product of the two provinces, agricultural products, special products, or processed products, can be shipped through Li Yi company, agent sellers through Li Yi company to get the goods, convenient and fast, equivalent to a transfer station, and the processing of agricultural products, the processing of Beishan aquaculture aquatic products, the development rights of Beishan are all owned by this Li Yi company, which involves Zhang Shihong's mine, the mine is not legal, and now Zhang Shihong is also trying to find a way to raise cooperation. It's just that he didn't talk about it, because he didn't even know who the company was. People don't see themselves. With the rumbling sound of the salute, the township mayor Chen Gui and Li Yi's representatives officially started the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Yuan Junjun watched all this in the crowd, and the corners of his mouth showed an intriguing smile.

Li Mengjiao took her sister to the market in the town to catch the market, two years of high school, she became more and more beautiful, her skin miraculously became fair and translucent, the previous dark-skinned girl has long been gone, since she went to high school, the change in interpersonal relationships, and the much more mature Li Mengjiao felt a little strange at the moment when Yuan Junjun met, and she didn't know what kind of identity to speak. Yuan Junjun also saw Li Mengjiao, who was as quiet and simple as in junior high school, but Liuhai, who covered his forehead, drew behind his ears and tied up his ponytail. "You've become pretty." "You're handsome again." The two of them laughed almost at the same time, remembering the agreement after the high school entrance examination, and no one mentioned it. "Take your sister shopping." "Well, what about you, what are you doing alone?" "This is not the Mid-Autumn Festival, I miss you, I want to try my luck in the town to see if I can see you." Yuan Junjun looked at Li Mengjiao provocatively. "Damn you, my sister is here." "Can I say if your sister isn't there?" "No, thank you, why did you become so flamboyant in high school, did you fall in love in high school?" "No, I'm just happy to see you." "Come on, I believe you" and then there was more than ten seconds of silence, like the strangeness at the beginning, I can't find the topic, yes, I haven't seen each other for two years, a lot of things have happened, and the common topic can't always be described in junior high school. "Sister, I want to eat sugar gourd, you said you wanted to buy it for me, let's go." The child only had food in his eyes, Li Mengjiao looked at Yuan Junjun embarrassedly, "Go ahead, I still have something to do." "Do you have time in the afternoon, go to school if you have time." "Okay, no problem." The bustling crowd on the street quickly covered up the two men.

The sycamore trees in the school are blooming, and Yuan Junjun, who walked into the campus, seemed to hear his voice when he went to school again, "Let's go, let's play ball." "Hey, look, how is that girl?" "I heard that you are in love with Li Mengjiao, it's true or false, it's so dark, your taste is quite unique." "Yuan Junjun, you haven't handed in your homework yet, the old class has itchy feet, you be careful."

Li Mengjiao saw Yuan Junjun in front of the teaching building from a distance, "Come so early." "I just came here for a while, so I miss the old days." "yes, I miss it, it's really a child's heart." "What kind of child's heart do you mean, what kind of aspect?" Yuan Junjun looked at Li Mengjiao with a smile. "Don't you do this, I don't like you like this, you've become quite a lot in the past two years, I don't know you anymore, you should know my mind, I think you are the same, but you treat me with this frivolous look now, I'm sad." Hearing this, Yuan Junjun put away his uninhibited expression. "I'm sorry, it's my fault, Li Mengjiao, you surprised me." Li Mengjiao looked at Yuan Junjun suspiciously, "what". In normal times, when Yuan Junjun teases other girls or accostes girls in society, he only solves his physiological needs, it is precisely this kind of dissolute and unruly ruffian appearance that is very likable and unstoppable, but Li Mengjiao has hit a wall here. If it can be explained, Li Mengjiao likes herself in junior high school instead of the current one, her liking is pure liking, and her current self doesn't seem to be worthy of love, she should not be worthy of her. "It's okay, I apologize for the unreasonableness just now, probably because of the people I came into contact with. Thank you for correcting me. "Yuan Junjun, what university do you plan to go to" Yuan Junjun knew when he was in junior high school that Li Mengjiao wanted to be a teacher, and said more than once that this was also his father's hope, he didn't care now, he had money, it didn't matter if he didn't go to school, and he participated in a gamble, not to mention millions of dollars. I want to go to a normal university, become a teacher, and play basketball and soccer with a bunch of kids. Li Mengjiao smiled. Come on, you're still playing basketball, so thin, and you're not knocked off by anyone. Indeed, he rejoices in his heart, because he still remembers his wishes, and remembers his promises.