Actually, this world is not beautiful at all.

So, we will make friends, we will fall in love, and we will even go to distant places.

We try to pursue the things that make us look happy.

Then, continue to believe that there is really a good thing in this world.

As a result, in the subsequent journey, we can see more and more clearly the good and bad in the world.

I have come to understand more and more what it means to be alive.

For the rest of my life, you and I will be reduced to a grain of dust, but even if it is a small dust, you and I must be the most unique one, or the most real, or the most naked.

At least, at least in Sun Yuanming's son's heart, that's what he thinks.

On the way back, Sun Yuanming's son seemed to be thinking about something, and the village chief was also silent.

The sun in July and August scorched everything on the earth, including Sun Yuanming's son and the village chief.

It was as if even the parched, cracked earth was emitting wisps of green smoke.

There was not a single livestock on the long dirt road, not even a single bird.

At this time, Sun Yuanming's son seemed to stop crying.

He tentatively put his hands out of his pockets, and for a moment he felt the pain of his hands unbearable, as if they had been roasted by fire.

However, he didn't shrink back immediately.

It may be to be more sober, it may be to be braver, it may be to be more ......

When the village chief and Sun Yuanming's son returned home, it was almost evening.

The village chief parked the ox cart at the door of the village chief's house, and the two of them got out of the car and prepared to go to Sun Yuanming's house.

"Uncle, what should I tell my dad when I get home?"

"Hey, I can't help it!"

"Now you are the only one who can help me come up with ideas, I didn't have a grandfather or grandmother since I was a child, I just knew that I had a mother, but they didn't recognize their six relatives, in this village, I can only ask you, and the Aunt Liu's family who lives next door is also just looking at the excitement!"

The village chief looked at him at a loss, and had no choice but to help him think of other ways.

In fact, the village chief and Sun Yuanming's family are not related, let alone have any good friendship.

Compared to other families in the village, the village chief may have lived a little more affluently.

No, the village chief is now asking his son to go to the county to study in junior high school.

Before Sun Yuanming became disabled, the two of them could be said to be just an ordinary relationship between the village chief and the villagers.

But since Sun Yuanming had an accident in the mine, Sun Yuanming pushed the cruel wheelchair himself, begged the village chief to help him, and used his family's plough cart to send him to Aixiang's hometown.

After this back and forth, the relationship between the village chief's family and Sun Yuanming's family was a little better.

Actually, to put it bluntly, the old and small people in this village, they are all good people, but the village chief is probably the only one who is willing to stand up and help.

No, there is also Aunt Liu, who lives next door and can spread a sentence throughout the village in less than ten minutes.

Sun Yuanming's son pushed open the wooden fence gate of his house and saw his father curled up in the corner of the back wall.

The house was dark, if it weren't for his good eyes, otherwise he would have seen where Sun Yuanming had gone.

"Dad?"

Sun Yuanming's son called out tentatively.

Sun Yuanming didn't respond, but moved his head slowly and slightly.

Watching Sun Yuanming's upper body move, it proves that Sun Yuanming is okay now.

The village chief and Sun Yuanming breathed a sigh of relief.

"You go boil some white porridge first and feed your dad to drink."

"Okay!"

Saying that, Sun Yuanming's son was squatting on the ground and untying the rice bag on the ground.

"By the way, child, this is your grandfather when we were leaving, carrying the 200 yuan that your grandmother stuffed me, he said that he has no money, and the family is really tight, I hope you don't hate them."

"Nope! He's not my grandfather, they're not! My dad said my grandparents, and my mom, they were long dead! ”

The village chief didn't expect his reaction to be so big, so he stunned the village chief standing at the door of his house.

"Don't get excited, the most important thing for us now is to borrow money, and let your father go to the hospital first, which is the most important thing, and now is not the time for us to play with our backbone."

Sun Yuanming's son didn't speak, maybe he listened to the village chief's words, or maybe he was thinking something.

The village chief said hello to Sun Yuanming's son and went back.

The house returned to its former extreme calm.

In the past, Sun Yuanming could still chat with his son, but now, one can't say it, and the other doesn't want to say it.

The sound of breathing can be heard in the silence of the house.

The aroma of rice porridge gradually diffused, and Sun Yuanming's son steamed apples bought from the road at the bottom of the pot.

Why is it steamed?

Time went back to noon, when Aunt Liu came to see Sun Yuanming, she saw that he had almost no strength to eat and drink, so she taught Sun Yuanming's son to put the apples in the pot, which were soft and delicious.

After returning in the evening, he boiled porridge for his father, and there was nothing to eat, so Sun Yuanming's son steamed one of the two apples he bought.

The other one was scrubbed clean and put in a cloth bag.

After Sun Yuanming's son woke up his father, he helped him up and prepared to feed him.

Unexpectedly, the weak Sun Yuanming actually signaled with his hand that he couldn't eat.

Although Sun Yuanming's son has lived in a single-parent family since he was a child, even if his father is disabled and difficult to move, Sun Yuanming has always held him in the palm of his hand.

He was feeding the porridge in Sun Yuanming's mouth on one side, but he was in tears on the other side.

Sun Yuanming seemed to see his son's helplessness and sentimentality, and wanted to reach out to wipe the tears on his son's face, but his hand did not obey.

"Dad, I beg you, you get better quickly, you and I are the only ones left in the house!"

Suddenly, Sun Yuanming's son shivered.

He felt that his back was cold at the moment, as if it was the night wind, and it seemed to be fear.

It was already deep, and he felt a little indistinguishable.

Sun Yuanming endured the pain in his body and finally drank one-third of the white porridge in the bowl.

Sun Yuanming's son immediately brought out the apples in the pot and said to Sun Yuanming excitedly:

"Look, Dad, it's Apple!"

Sun Yuanming's eyes, which were about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up.

The black eyes rolled several times in the sockets.

Stammered:

"Apple...... Duckweed...... Duckweed...... Fruit...... Apple ......"

"Dad, it's Apple!"

After saying the word apple, Sun Yuanming really smiled.

After Sun Yuanming's son fed Sun Yuanming and ate several slices, Sun Yuanming pushed his hand, saying that he had eaten enough, and pushed his son to taste it too.

They had never tasted apples before, nor had they seen what apples were.

Sun Yuanming's son was eating soft apples, but he didn't think it was so delicious.

It made my father laugh so happily, but he really didn't think the apple was so delicious.

When the sweet apple reached Sun Yuanming's son's mouth, it turned out to be so sour and unbearable.

After dinner, Sun Yuanming's son made two mattresses on the bed.

Today, he is ready to sleep with his father.

(In the past, Sun Yuanming's son had his own small bed, and they all slept separately.) ）

The next day, when the sky was just dawning, I saw the village chief come over with a big bowl of something.

After approaching, Sun Yuanming's son saw that it was a steaming bowl of dumplings that had just come out of the pot.

I haven't eaten dumplings for several years, and when I smelled the fragrance of dumplings, Sun Yuanming's son jumped up and got up immediately.

The village chief said that the dumplings were made of eggs and cabbage made by his daughter-in-law.

The eggs are laid by the chickens raised in the yard, and the cabbage is planted in the spring in the backyard.

The county is far away, and now it is the hot season, and I am afraid that I will not be able to let go of the meat, so I wrapped a few egg dumplings.

In fact, even these dumplings wrapped in eggs and cabbage can't be eaten by Sun Yuanming's family.

In the memory of Sun Yuanming's son, it seems that they have not eaten a few dumplings, the procedure for making dumplings is too complicated, and there is no meat at home.

The only son of Sun Yuanming has fed an old cow since he was a child, and he still relies on it to give birth and sell it for money.

After eating, Sun Yuanming pointed to Chuanling on the roof of the house and asked his son to take out the things hidden in Fangling.

Sun Yuanming stepped on the flour bag, and a stool was placed on it, which was enough to reach a few things.

After Sun Yuanming's son took it down, he found that it was a jar.

Sun Yuanming motioned for his son to open him.

Sun Yuanming's son opened the jar, and the left layer of the inside was tightly wrapped in several pieces of cloth.

Pulling out the innermost layer was a piece of red cloth.

Sun Yuanming took out the contents of the bag, which was wrapped in white paper and looked like an envelope.

The teacher who didn't know where above helped write a few crooked Chinese characters:

"Son's tuition!"

Sun Yuanming's son has also learned a few words from Gu Chen in the past few years, and when he saw these words, he couldn't hold back and cried.

Later, Sun Yuanming's son learned that it was the money that his father had secretly saved after he got married and had not yet worked in the mine.

There are ten yuan, five yuan, one piece, five cents, and most of them are one yuan, most of which are the money that Sun Yuanming got in exchange for collecting medicine on the mountain.

Sun Yuanming's son counted the points, and there were almost three or four hundred.

But after Sun Yuanming's accident, no matter how bitter and difficult the family was, no matter how hard it was, and there was no food to eat, Sun Yuanming never mentioned the money hidden in Fangling.

Because that's the money for his son's schooling!

At this time, Sun Yuanming's son was already in tears.

Think about the fact that his father has worked hard for him all his life, and when he comes, he will not forget the hundreds of dollars he saved.

Sun Yuanming's son knows how hard-won those hundreds of dollars are.

It was ten, twenty pieces that his dad had squeezed out of his teeth.