The next day was Sunday, and Wen Xu got up early again and went to morning exercise with Senior Brother Thin Man.

Clamping sticks, changing sticks over the neck, and transferring flowers and grafts, Wen Xu and his senior brother practiced over and over again.

It is not difficult to practice a basic movement a hundred times, but it is not easy to practice it ten thousand times. Over time, when you practice a movement to 100,000 times and a million times, your movements are no longer driven by your body and limbs, but driven by your mind. It's a kind of realm where there are no tricks to win.

At this moment, Wen Xu and Senior Brother Slender are in the process of polishing their basic skills, and every time they do splitting, sweeping, beating, pumping, lifting, pulling and other exercises, they make their movements more skillful and mellow.

When they were almost done, the two of them began to ponder the spiral flower stick. It's a pity that until the end of the morning exercise, the two still didn't practice.

The thin senior brother touched a little fur and walked in front of Wen Xu.

In the morning, Wen Xu simply read a book in the dormitory.

This book is called "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood", which is a long story written by contemporary writer Yu Hua.

The protagonist is called Xu Sanguan, who was an ordinary silk factory cocoon worker.

One day, he went back to the village to visit his grandfather, met Genlong and Ah Fang from the same village, and learned from them the way to sell blood. Since then, he has embarked on the road of selling his blood many times to survive in order to cope with the various difficulties in life in that era.

The first time he sold blood, he was out of curiosity, in order to prove that his body was strong and strong, and selling blood was not a matter for him at all.

The second time he sold blood, it was because his eldest son Yile injured the son of the blacksmith, so he had to sell blood to earn money and pay compensation.

The third time he sold blood, it was because Lin Fenfang, a female worker he had always secretly liked, stepped on the watermelon peel and broke her right foot, so that she could eat "stewed soybeans with meat and bones" and recover as soon as possible.

The fourth time the blood was sold, so that the family could fill their stomachs in the era of the great famine.

The fifth time he sold blood, it was because Yile, who went to the countryside to be an educated youth, was sick and had no money to see a doctor, so he had to go to the hospital again.

The sixth blood sale was to entertain the captain of the production team where Erle was located.

However, this time he ran into trouble selling blood, and he was terrified by the death of the "blood friend" Gen Long after selling blood continuously.

After that, Erle came back with the seriously ill Yile on his back, and in order to save Yile, he found Li Xuetou again. But Li Xuetou ignored him anymore, so he had to fight to the death, design a travel route, go ashore in six places, and sell blood all the way to Shanghai.

Selling blood along the way almost cost Xu Sanguan's life!

Forty years later, Xu Sanguan is old, and no one asks for his blood anymore.

In the past forty years, Xu Sanguan has survived the difficulties of life by selling blood, overcoming the stormy waves imposed on him by fate, and when he was old and knew that no one wanted his blood anymore, his spirit collapsed.

The whole book is 264 pages, almost 180,000 words, Wen Xu read half of it last time, and I finished reading it today.

In the process of reading, although there is a little sadness and sadness, it can always be soothed by just the right amount of subtle warmth.

Until Xu Sanguan went to Shanghai, he sold blood all the way to make money, but fortunately his eldest son Yile was alive.

Wen Xu thought that he could keep a flat mood and read it calmly, until he saw Xu Yulan hear the three sons talking like this, pointing at them and scolding:

"You three, your conscience has been taken away by dogs, and you actually say this about your father, your father is all for you, he goes to sell blood again and again, and all the money earned from selling blood is used on you, and you are the ...... he fed with blood."

Xu Yulan burst into tears, and when she said this, she took Xu Sanguan's hand and said: "Xu Sanguan, let's go, let's go eat fried pork liver, go drink rice wine, what we have now is money......"

Xu Sanguan said: "I just want to eat fried pork liver and drink rice wine." ”

So, Xu Yulan asked him for three plates of fried pork liver, a bottle of rice wine, and two taels of rice wine.

Xu Sanguan began to laugh, he was eating fried pork liver and drinking rice wine, and he said to Xu Yulan: "I have the best food today in my life." “

Reading this, Wen Xu felt a deep frustration in his soul hit his heart.

As a parent, how many hardships and hardships have you endured, it is not enough for outsiders.

Xu Sanguan, as a father of the times, is not a real and flesh-and-blood father character in thousands of lives? In the end, it was Xu Yulan who ordered him three plates of fried pork liver and a bottle of rice wine with four taels. There is no more pen and ink about these three sons who have exhausted so much blood and sweat.

I don't know when the student ID will be issued, and when it is issued, you don't need to buy books to read, and a book can save more than a dozen yuan. Wen Xu thought to himself.

As the saying goes, there is a golden house in the book, and there is a beautiful jade in the book.

In Wen Xu's view, each book opened up a new world for him. In this world, there are joys and sorrows, bitter and sweet, and there are all kinds of experiences, as if you are experiencing them yourself.

The mythical world in "Journey to the West", the Xianxia world in "Zhu Xian", the faint and sad youth in "How Much Do You Know About the Flowers in Your Dreams" and "Triple Gate", the famous strategists and generals in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and the modern urban life of young people in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou in "Snail House" and "Struggle...... All of them let Wen Xu see the diversity of the world!

In the past, when I was in junior high school and high school, there was too much academic pressure, but Wen Xu would still squeeze time to read books and newspapers.

Now that I'm in college, I have so much free time and don't study much, it's a waste of time!

When I was in high school, my Chinese teacher asked each student to make a 5-page excerpt a week. At first, Wen Xu didn't understand, but later found out that simple things, after forming habits, quantitative changes can cause qualitative changes, making his accumulation deeper.

Now that I think about it, Wen Xu is also very grateful to the Chinese teacher in high school.

When the student ID card is issued, I go to the library to borrow books to read. Thinking of so much dry food in the library, Wen Xu was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

In the afternoon, Senior Zhou Jiabing sent a button-down message: "Are you there?" If you're not busy, come and play chess in my bedroom! Luo Le is already here, you and Deng Tang can come early. ”

As soon as he dozed off, someone sent a pillow, and Wen Xu was bored, so he received a message from Senior Zhou Jiabing. Originally, Wen Xu was embarrassed to go, for fear of disturbing Senior Zhou Jiabing, but now it seems that Senior Zhou Jiabing is also bored.

"Okay, right away!" replied to the message, Wen Xu ran away.

Except for the time when we went to dinner together, we played chess until nine o'clock in the evening.

This time, Wen Xu learned the lesson of last night and went back to the dormitory early.

When passing by the third floor, she went to the dormitory of the senior graduate student to get clothes, but the senior sister was not in the dormitory, so Wen Xu had to tell her roommate to get it tomorrow.

After a week, Wen Xu slowly got used to the university study and life at Qi Normal University.

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