The happy holiday life has not yet begun, and the final grades are coming as scheduled, and it is extremely unfortunate that my college calculus failure has reached the point of collapse, so the school is ready to let me repeat the grade.

In fact, I am self-aware of my mathematical level, those incomprehensible formulas, symbols that are twisted like bugs, and the names of mathematicians who are awkward abroad all make me anxious.

My parents quarreled with me, they always thought that I didn't try my best to study, and I also admitted that I didn't spend energy on college math, I was not too lazy to spend time, but I was afraid of math, and I had given up and resisted math from subconscious to physiologically.

Growing up, I had no aptitude for math and was like a leper dog. Being able to be admitted to college depends on other disciplines, so that the more advanced formula theories in college make me unable to return to the sky. Unable to withstand the nagging of his parents all day long, he simply went out to the construction site of a busy city in the south to contribute his surplus labor.

My Fa Xiao is a talented person, but he is always not concerned about reading and studying, so he dropped out of school early and went to the construction site, in his words: "I am not the material for studying, rather than wasting time, it is better to work early to earn money and marry a daughter-in-law."

So much so that his knowledge level is limited to polite communication with people and understands mobile phones, but he groped for a lot of social knowledge clearly, as if he could call the contractor a brother and take special care of him in a few days, but he never knew how to manage his money, so that his wealth could be expanded instead of hiding in a bank card and slowly increasing the interest of a few yuan that he couldn't even buy for breakfast.

So, I decided to go to Shanghai and work hard with him on the construction site.

For the first time, I set foot on the dusty construction site of the small arrangement, where I met a worker from Sichuan.

Every time he looked through his circle of friends, he revealed rusty steel pipes, sharp and jumble steel bars, huge cranes, and sweeping sunsets along the coast.

It was late at night when I arrived at the construction site, and I was picked up by a small child, because of my articulate and slick work, and I became a relaxed position as a safety officer because of my articulate and slick manners.

I looked at the cold and unfamiliar construction site, it was pitch black, and in the distance there were behemoths of different purposes on the construction site, and the frame of the steel beast became more and more silent in the dark night.

Soon he was sent to arrange accommodation and live in a shed. There were three people in the shed, and two uncles over forty years old were lying on the bed, brushing the heads of all kinds of women.

There was also a Sichuan guy about my age sitting on a stool smoking a seven-dollar five-red double happiness. Maybe it's because of the same age, or maybe it's out of fear and loneliness about the construction site life, and I urgently need to make friends to spend the construction site life, and I can't let myself spend a month in silence all day, or maybe because the accent of Yunguichuan is similar, so I have a natural sense of closeness to the Sichuan guy in front of me, fortunately I handed him a cigarette, and the two naturally chatted and became acquainted.

At five o'clock in the morning the next day, the sun rises above sea level, casting a halo over the dust of the construction site.

The construction site began to get busy, and the crowd entered different buildings, machinery, and potholes like ants foraging for food. I also climbed the steel frame with the Sichuan guy.

Later, the sun grew stronger, sweat mixed with the dust in the air fermented on the body, ultraviolet rays irritated the skin, and a feeling of weakness and dizziness swept over for no reason.

In an instant, I lost my balance and stumbled off the steel frame, but thanks to the seat belt, I didn't fall into a free fall on the steel downstairs, but swayed on the cliff-like steel frame.

Seeing this, the Sichuan guy hurriedly pulled me back. He said his name was Wang Zisong, from Nanchong, Sichuan, two years older than me, the only difference was that he had been living on the construction site for three years, and already had a dilapidated family and cute sensible children.

It's just that at that age when he was not yet 22 years old and could not get a marriage certificate, he got married, had children, and was not bound by the law, and his woman ran away from home with another boy without saying a word, and has not been heard from since. He remained as a child and took care of their children.

Because of the rain, a rare holiday on the construction site, when I was still lying in bed and sleeping, he woke me up, I opened my hazy eyes and looked at him, at that moment, I seemed to see the light of the stars.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my locomotive!"

Locomotive, steel armor is an eternal romance for men, no less than a woman's kiss and lips.

I rolled over and got out of bed, without washing, as if I had adapted to the life on the construction site, and I was happy with this free, unkempt, unrestrained state of life.

"Are you sure it's a locomotive?"

I was full of doubts, after all, the price of a locomotive on the table is expensive, and the price of locomotive maintenance and modification is not cheap.

"Of course, the Suzuki GSX-R750, with a 750cc displacement, a four-stroke engine, and a wet multi-piece 6-speed front-speed chain drive, rides him to the beach every time the construction site is on vacation, and listening to his roar, I feel like I'm listening to my old friend's breathing!"

I followed him all the way to a corner of the construction site dormitory, the locomotive was covered under the dark green plastic sheeting, and the moment he lifted the plastic sheeting, I was amazed that there was a red locomotive in this gray construction site to decorate the single color of the construction site. The locomotive is very domineering, bright red, the post cylinder is angular, the engine is full of technology, and the exhaust pipe is modified like a sword about to be unsheathed.

"Get in the car!" He was skilled in engine cars, and the engine was running, with a low roar, like a magnetic bass musician. He patted the locomotive's fuel tank as if he were greeting an old friend.

"Howler!" I was overjoyed and couldn't wait to sit in the back seat of the locomotive and put on my helmet. The exhaust pipe emits a good smell of oil and gas, and it is unbeatable!

When I think about it today, I still smile. At that time, he and I were dressed in dirty construction clothes, which contrasted sharply with the good-looking locomotive. We shuttled through the clean and fresh streets of the big city, watching the people with beautiful clothes running around, whistling at scantily clad women, and shamelessly thinking that we were a very stylish knight, but in fact, in the words of 2020, we were the early spiritual guys, almost wearing a beanie shoe leggings and chewing betel nut in our mouths to stick out our tongues in our fast hands and wave our hands wildly.

He had good riding skills, kept his speed at 70 mph, faced the wind, and let his hair be messy by the wind. Soon we came to the sea, the endless blue, the seawall of the flat river, we rode from the east side of the sea to the west side of the sea, and finally stopped at a break where we could go down to the waves.

Seagulls hovered in the air, roaring hoarsely, as if swearing an oath of their territory. The crash of the waves on the reef turns into mist, mixed with salty smell. And he took out a seven-dollar five-day bag of Double Happiness and handed me one. Two casual boys learned from the vicissitudes of adulthood.

"Why did you come out to work?" I tentatively asked, after all, I thought it was a slightly abrupt topic.

And he grinned nonchalantly, and said: "I don't study well, my parents think it's a waste of money, I don't want to study the material, and then I think about it carefully than in the school muddy, it's better to go into the society early, when I was eighteen years old, I couldn't stand the arrangement of my parents and forced me to find a girl from a neighboring village to get married, and then later, the woman ran away and left a child, in order to make more money, so I followed the Sichuan villagers all the way south to here!"

"To be honest, I've only been here for five days, and I can't stand the torture anymore, I admire you a lot, and you've persevered for so many years!"

The cigarette butt in his hand had burned to the filter, and it was no longer the smell of tobacco, but a strong stench, and he continued to smoke before he pretended to be elegant and threw the cigarette butt into the crevice of the reef.

"Immature people, even struggling to survive are seen as cute by others. You can't imagine what I experienced when I came to society from school, I didn't have an adult, I didn't dare to use any position, I first entered the factory, I worked hard for a few months, the boss fired me, I was afraid of being fined by the regulatory department, and then I had no source of salary, no place to live, I slept in bridges, slept in sewers, when you were lying in a comfortable bed in the school dormitory and talking at two o'clock in the morning, and I may have fallen asleep in a certain bridge hole, it was hunger that forced me to fall asleep, There may be big fish and big meat in your dreams. ”

"Why don't you go back, at home, at least you have a bed of your own, at least you won't starve!"

He smiled bitterly, full of helplessness and vicissitudes, lit a cigarette and said, "Do you know when it's the hardest? When you transition from school to society, when you see the person you like and the opposite sex are sweet, when no one around you believes you, when you are sad and need the company of relatives and friends but are not by your side, when you see that your family and friends are in trouble and you can't do anything, when you are forced to lie to the most important person, when you are tired, probably when you get through all these things. That year, my father was drunk and hit by a car, the only meager financial support in the family collapsed, and liver cancer was detected during the hospital examination, and I seemed to be forced to grow into an adult who carried the family. ”

"Brother, to be honest, I really admire you, but a young boy has a responsibility that he doesn't have at this age!" At that moment, I was at a loss for words, and even though I learned countless words in school, I couldn't find a so-called famous aphorism to comfort him.

"The moment I walked out of the school, I stood at the crossroads with a surging crowd, and there was nothing to add to that kind of tragedy and sourness. The afternoon sun shone freely on the earth, the streets, and the golden ginkgo trees, but it did not shine on my heart. Later, I also thought about not caring about the family in Sichuan, but I couldn't do it, so I said to myself to the end, I can't study, I can't even be a person, and I don't even have the morality and righteousness of being a person! ”

"Then you still buy Suzuki, and you have more than 10,000 yuan if you are conservative, right?"

He laughed, "This locomotive is a second-hand car, and it's still a black car anyway, the source is unknown, at first it was actually blue, dilapidated, but I paid a very low price and then spray-painted him red, as for the modification, it was just me who changed it indiscriminately, if I was caught by the traffic police, the car was detained, maybe I would have to be detained." But I have a dream, although the construction site has stifled too many of my thoughts and imprisoned too many so-called free souls, I want to start from my hometown and follow the 318 Qinghai-Tibet line all the way to Tibet to see the majestic snow-capped mountains! Every time I see countless people on self-driving tours and cyclists in Sichuan, I find that they are so free and happy, and it seems that they are glowing and dizzying my eyes. When he said this, his eyes were full of light, and at that moment he seemed to be a teenager full of ambition!

I looked at the red locomotive in the distance and became more and more bright red and domineering in the sun, who can imagine how unbearable and dilapidated this car used to be, just as I can't imagine the vicissitudes and ups and downs of the world experienced by this twenty-year-old boy in front of me.

Later, we rode the locomotive back to the construction site, and continued to dodge in the steel bars every day, crawl on the steel pipes, drink iced tea in the dormitory and on the top floor of the building, and smoke five yuan and seven yuan five red double happiness.