Finally, Yang Jun and Jiang Wenjun and several other high school classmates embarked on the journey back to their hometowns. They buy half-price tickets for students, and there are many students on the train who are also returning to Province H from Beijing, and it seems that Province H is a big province for students.

It was the first time he left his hometown for a long time and lived in a Mandarin environment, and when he heard the familiar local sounds everywhere on the train again, Yang Jun felt some joy and excitement in his heart.

Jiang Wenjun got off the train at Hunshan, and then had to take a boat back to his home in the lake area, while Yang Jun got off the train at the provincial capital at the terminal station, and took a car for more than three hours before returning to Liyang County.

When her mother saw Yang Jun, she was so excited that she hugged him and cried. The mother is worried.

Most of Yang Jun's classmates in the key class of Liyang No. 1 Middle School were admitted to key universities, and they returned to Liyang County one after another during the winter vacation.

How happy it is for the old classmates to meet again, everyone goes around every day, meets to sing karaoke, chats about anecdotes about what happened in college, and talks about the girls in school.

No one found a partner at school, but two classmates who went to school in the same provincial city came together. I guess it was interesting before, but when I went to college, I put it on hold.

From everyone's conversation, Yang Jun can feel the novelty of everyone's college life, and some people, especially female students, show anxiety about not adapting to the new environment.

From the county town to the big city, from an agricultural society to an industrial society, including Yang Jun, they all felt the fission, which is a kind of impact from the inside out, in the 90s, when transportation, communications, and information were not yet developed, and the Internet had not yet risen, this fission and impact came more violently.

It will take some time for these unseen rednecks to get used to.

First of all, they noticed the most significant difference, which was the way they dressed.

They threw away the rustic clothes of their high school days and bought relatively trendy clothes at the county market, while Yang Jun also shaved off his trademark mustache, which looked much cleaner.

However, the pimples on his face could not be washed off, and he became a major problem. He also used some acne cosmetics, but it didn't work.

In desperation, he had to turn to the local "Luo Xiangu", a middle-aged woman who was quite famous in the local area and fled for her life on the flood control levee in July.

On the opposite side of Yang Jun, Luo Xiangu put a bag of spread tea leaves on the table, lit an incense stick, and scratched it on the tea leaves, while there were words in her mouth, and the incense ash kept falling into the tea leaves.

Luo Xiangu didn't ask Yang Jun what illness he had or what difficulties he needed to solve, and began to speak by himself.

"You can write a letter to that girl and talk to her."

"I usually smile and smile with her when I meet her, it's okay."

"The acne on the face will gradually subside, it will take some time."

Yang Jun was not surprised that Luo Xiangu had spoken out his thoughts. Before going to the University, he came to find Luo Xiangu.

Just sitting across from her, before Yang Jun could speak, she could tell exactly where Yang Jun's family lived, and the rheumatism on his left knee. Moreover, he also saw Luo Xiangu tell the family members of other people's houses, as well as the dirt slope in front of that person's house.

Yang Jun felt that she might indeed possess a mysterious power that penetrated people's bodies and minds, although he didn't know what it was or what it could do. There are many undiscovered things in the world, but how much can human beings know about themselves?

Luo Xiangu finished lighting a stick of incense, wrapped the tea leaves and handed them to Yang Jun, saying,

"Go back and make tea."

Yang Jun took the tea, handed over 10 yuan, thanked him and left. In order to enhance the curative effect, he did not make tea to drink, but chewed the tea directly.

He didn't plan to write a letter to Xiao Tong, he didn't think it would be useful.

The tea did not have an effect, the pimples started and disappeared, and not only did the total number not decrease, but also left many scars, which made Yang Jun extremely depressed.

Maybe Luo Xiangu can understand the feelings of other people's bodies and the thoughts in their hearts, but she can't predict and solve problems effectively, otherwise why didn't she foresee the flood coming, and she couldn't solve such a small trouble as pimples?

Since then, Yang Jun has never pinned his hopes on praying to God and worshiping Buddha, even when he is facing great difficulties.

On a sunny morning, Yang Jun and a few classmates came to Liyang County No. 1 Middle School, browsed the scenery of the campus, reminisced about the old days, and met a few young brothers who were making up classes to sprint for the college entrance examination, and cast admiring glances at them.

The newly built reinforced concrete embankment next to the school makes Yang Jun feel impregnable and impregnable, and it is said that in the next few decades, it will be difficult for Chuyang Lake to do anything even if he is angry.

Standing on the sturdy embankment, facing Chuyang Lake, the wind was blowing, and the students were talking and laughing, which was quite instructive.

Time has passed, and everyone's mentality has changed greatly.

After a semester at the University, Yang Jun has never regretted choosing the University in his life. Before leaving Liyang County, he didn't know what Beijing was like and what the University was like, and he always felt that it was good to be at home.

But now, his vision and mind have suddenly been enlarged, and he is far from being limited to the small county seat of Liyang County. He knows very well that it is impossible for him to return to his hometown to work and live, which is probably the fate of most of his high school and even college classmates.

In the past 20 years, a large number of young people like them have poured into the city from small places through the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination, changing the fate of themselves, their families, and even the whole country.

And most of his junior high school classmates took a different path. Deng Yu, who abandoned him in the flood, found a job in the local area and married a wife. A beautiful female classmate who gave birth to a pair of cute twins. These seem to be far away from Yang Jun, but they are close at hand.

However, Yang Jun at that time did not realize that after passing the college entrance examination and entering the university, the competition not only did not end, but had just begun. The fighting on the road behind is more brutal and complicated.

Some county school tyrants have finally stabilized their position in the city and occupied a place after years of hard work. Others, unable to adapt to unfamiliar social rules, gradually lose their way, wander on the fringes of society, and survive.

Among them, there are Yang Jun's senior sisters in the same major, and Jiang Wenjun's senior brothers in Beihang in the same major.

Different from the native students in the city, these county school tyrants have a looming bright future ahead, but taking a step back is an abyss.

In a sense of self-reflection, they shoulder the heavy responsibility of achieving a class leap for themselves and the next generation.

However, even with greater ambitions, Yang Jun's pursuit of material life is still limited to eating meat at every meal, and if it is boiled pork slices, it is perfect.

Before going to sleep at night, Yang Jun opened the Aihua brand Walkman and listened to BEYOND's "pa."

adise" (Heaven),

"It's a pity that our hometown can't let go of our ideals.

Okay, I want to ask you and tell me about the outside world。。。。。。 ”