Liang Qiangping's family lives in Shuangfeng Mountain, Huilong Town. Due to his poor family, he had no money to buy a house in the town, so he had to live in an old house left by his ancestors in a mountain village.

The mountain village is twenty or thirty miles away from the town, and Liang Qiangping relies on bicycles to go to school on weekdays. It costs money to get a car, and it's not convenient.

There are three parents and younger sister at home. His father, Liang Jiande, and his mother, Liang Qindi, both of whom were over 40 years old, opened a few acres of wasteland in the mountains to cultivate.

Liang Jiande has been in poor health all year round, and when he was young, he fell down and broke his left leg when he went up the mountain to chop wood. At that time, the family was poor and had no money to go to the hospital for treatment, so they had to find Langzhong in the mountains for treatment. And the man in the mountains was a quack doctor, and his leg bone was misaligned, and he became lame and could not do heavy work. The burden of the family fell on Liang Qindi.

Sister Liang Zizhen, who is not yet ten years old, is in elementary school in the mountain school.

Located in the northwest of Jinlin City, Shuangfeng Mountain is rugged and handsome with lush vegetation. One of its peaks is called Deqing Peak, its second peak is called Faqing Peak, the two peaks are more than 2,000 meters above sea level, towering on the Qinglong Mountain Range.

It's a remote place, but it's inhabited by a people. They built their own village halfway up the mountain, which they named Qinglong Village. Villagers open up land at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside to grow crops.

The village is not very large, about twenty or thirty households. The village houses are all made of mud and stone walls, rough wood as beams, and black tiles as roofs. Among them, a two-sided house on the hillside south of the village entrance is Liang Qiangping's home.

Liang Qiangping rode his bicycle on the mountain road. Originally, the trail was narrow and paved with mud and stones, making it difficult to ride a bike. Fortunately, over the years, the government has allocated funds to Qinglong Village to build a two-meter-wide cement road, which is much more convenient to travel.

When he got home, it was already dark, Liang was tired and out of breath, he pushed his bicycle into the firewood room, and then entered the inner room through a side door in the middle of the firewood room. The house is not big, there are only two rooms, the living room and the kitchen are connected, and the cooking wood is burned, so the whole house is blackened with smoke.

Liang Qiangping called into the house: "Dad, Mom, I'm back." ”

But hearing that no one answered, Liang Qiangping looked around and saw that there was no one in the house, could it be that his parents were still working on the ground? He stepped out of the house and looked into the distance, but it was too dark to see where his family was. After a while, he walked back into the house, looked in the kitchen, and saw that the rice pot was empty, and the rice had not yet been cooked, so he washed rice and cooked rice.

Liang grew up in a mountain village, and when he was three or four years old, he followed his parents to do farm work in the fields, not to mention housework. As the saying goes, the children of the poor are in charge of the house early, and they can't be the family if they can't work.

Although Liang Qiangping is only twelve or thirteen years old, he is an expert in farm work. He is quick with his hands and feet, hard-working, and never complains. He knew that the mountain village was very poor, and it had been like this for generations, so he couldn't blame others for it, and he had to work hard to create it with his own hands. Therefore, since he was a child, he has made up his mind that he must do something to change the plight of the mountain village.

It was nearly seven o'clock, and Liang Qiangping had already cooked the rice. At this moment, there was a sudden "boom" sound outside the house, as if the wall had collapsed.

Liang Qiangping hurriedly ran out of the door of the house to inspect, and saw a man lying on the ground at the door, with his back against half a bag of corn. The man was panting for breath and struggled to get up, but his legs and feet were not strong.

Liang Qiangping shouted: "Dad, what's wrong with you?" He ran up and picked up the man. He is not tall, but his strength is not small. He hugged the man's waist tightly with both hands, and with a strong push of his feet, he hugged the man. This man is not anyone, it is Liang Jiande, Liang Jiande, the father of Liang Qiangping.

Liang Qiangping helped Liang Jiande to walk back to the house slowly, helped him to the bed and sat down, and when he saw that he was relieved, he said: "Dad, you are not in good health, why do you have to carry such a heavy corn, it hurts your body." ”

Liang Jiande wiped his sweat and said with difficulty: "Ping'er, don't worry, Dad is fine." ”

Liang Qiangping poured him a cup of boiling water and asked him to drink it, and when he saw that the injury was not serious, he walked out of the door to carry the bag of corn.

Liang Jiande originally had bad legs and feet, and just now he was fighting for a bag of corn in the field, but when he returned to the door, it was already dark, he couldn't see the ground clearly, and he tripped over the stone steps. The bag of corn on his shoulder fell, but fortunately he didn't hit his body!

Liang Qiangping carried the bag of corn on the ground with both hands. At this time, the voices of two women came from the front, one of whom looked very old and shouted: "Ping'er, what are you doing, is your father home?" ”

Liang Qiangping looked up at the place where the voice came from, and it turned out to be his mother. Vaguely, she was carrying two bags of corn on her shoulders, panting and hurrying back. There is a small girl in front of him, which is Liang Zizhen, the sister of Liang Madping.

Liang Zizhen ran up quickly, approached Liang Qiangping, and shouted with a grin: "Brother, you're back, we didn't come back for a day yesterday, and I thought you wouldn't come back." ”

Liang Qiangping didn't dare to explain yesterday's incident to them, so he hurriedly responded: "Go back, why don't you go back, you see that my parents are tired, can I not go back?" ”

Liang Zizhen followed her parents in the field for a long time, and she was exhausted, she didn't have the energy to work anymore, so she went back to the house and lay down on the bed.

Liang Qiangping carried the corn back to the house and began to cook the vegetables.

Liang Qindi was also too tired to move again, she sat on the edge of the bed and accompanied Liang Jiande. She was only in her early forties, but she was already very old. In the pale yellow light, her face was wrinkled and lifeless like the bark of a dry tree. Liang Jiande has a disabled leg and foot, and can't do heavy work, and she carries all the burdens of the family, and she has worked very hard over the years!

Liang Qiangping cooked the dishes, and the family of four gathered around the dining table to eat. The dish is very simple, half a bowl of peanuts, a bowl of Chinese cabbage, and everything else is free!

At night, Liang Qiangping tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, thinking about many things, seeing his parents working so hard, he couldn't bear it, but he was helpless. He believes that as long as he works hard, the predicament will change one day!

He thought of Song Renjie again, a generation of masters of Chinese studies, which made him admire! He thought about it, and then took out a book from under his pillow, which was the Tao Te Ching. He couldn't sleep, so he crept up to the roof of the firewood house and read in the bright moonlight.

June is coming to an end and summer is here.

During the holidays, Liang worked in the field during the day, and when he was tired, he played football on the mountain to relieve his physical and mental exhaustion. He loves football, and when he goes out to work, he always finds time to kick a few feet and practice his skills. He wants to practice the ball well and break out of the world in the future.

Reading at night, I occasionally run to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village to play the bamboo flute for a while. He played the bamboo flute very well, and although he was not guided by a famous teacher, he had a good understanding of the rhythm. As long as he listens carefully twice, he will be able to play without having to look at the score.

On the weekend, he went to Song Renjie's house to ask him for advice.

Song Xi and Song Quan accompanied him to read, practice calligraphy, and paint.

Song Renjie and Yin Ni arranged courses for them, focusing on training.

Liang Jiande and Liang Qindi are very supportive of Liang Qiangping's study, hoping that he can make a difference in the future.