Lin Ming's father, Lin Changqing, is not a native of Yuncheng, but a small mountain village more than 400 kilometers away from Yuncheng, located in the hinterland of the largest plain in Hunan Province.

In 82, 17-year-old Lin Changqing was admitted to an undergraduate university in the north with excellent results. When he left home, because he had to take a train to the north in a neighboring county 100 kilometers away from his hometown, Lin Changqing got into the third grandfather's small truck under the welcome of the whole village. The third grandfather got an obsolete small truck in the 80s, and he usually ran transportation or passenger transportation, which was one of the first people in the village who had a little money. At that time, there was a college student in the small mountain village, just like winning the champion in ancient times, which was a big event for the whole village. Men, women, and children will come to watch, beat gongs and drums, and send them to school, and the tuition fees are all collected by each family.

At that time, the second grandfather of the father Lin Changqing, that is, Lin Ming's second great-grandfather, specially called the third grandfather back. The third grandfather put off all his business and hurried back to pick up his father to go to school.

At that time, high school was a two-year system, and he got a bachelor's degree in two years, even if the third grandfather had seen some of the world, he felt incredible.

For example, in 82, the national university acceptance rate was 17%, and of nearly 2 million people, only 320,000 people were admitted, nearly half of whom were repeat students. In a county town, two college students are admitted in a year, which is a great joy, and it is as glorious as being admitted to Chongben University today.

And being admitted to the undergraduate program is no different from being admitted to the capital and Mizuki now. When you're lucky, the county may produce one or two a year, and when you're unlucky, you may not have an undergraduate student in the exam for several years in a row.

So when he heard the good news, the third grandfather attached great importance to it, and pushed off all the business a few days in advance, washed his small truck inside and outside three layers, and returned to the village to live, and waited until Lin Changqing was going to take the train north to go to college, and then drove the truck out.

And this story also happened on the way to school.

"I was going to go to a neighboring county with four or five duffel bags in large bags, and the third uncle in the village ran the freight, and on the day I received the admission letter, the second grandfather called him, and the third uncle promised to send me to school. This small mountain village in the south is more than 400 kilometers away from the provincial capital, the county seat is small and backward, and you have to take the train to a neighboring county hundreds of miles away. I suppressed my excitement and got into the car amid the onlookers and discussions and my parents' advice. The third uncle's car was a small freight car, and each family in the village gave me some money, which was considered tuition, as well as some daily necessities, specialty food, and miscellaneous piles of several boxes, all of which were placed at the back of the carriage. After the third uncle sent me, he went directly to the field to run the goods, my parents were inseparable from me, no one sent them back, I lay on the car window and looked at my parents who were only in their forties, but full of wrinkles, and my heart was only moved, their faces were tanned, and their hands were rough and chapped. My father was bent on his back, wearing an old white shirt and dark blue muddy trousers, with a smile on his face, holding the long cigarette stick that was said to have been left for him by his grandfather with his hands behind his back, and looking at me with a deep face full of vicissitudes. My mother never tired of verbosity, and I always hated this kind of nagging advice in my eyes when I came home during the summer vacation, but today I remember every word of it. I know they're all for me. When I was studying in the county, I didn't communicate well with them, but now that I am in college, I have less opportunities to meet, looking at my parents, I secretly vowed that I must study hard and repay them in the future, and repay this small mountain village that gave birth to me.

Lin Ming pondered for less than two minutes, and finally put pen to paper. This story was told by Lin Changqing to educate his son, and when it was written into the story, it was naturally told in the voice of his father.

The content of the story is very simple, dad Lin Changqing went to a neighboring county to take a train north. The third grandfather drove him all the way in a truck, and met two hitchhikers on the way. At that time, the law and order were very chaotic, and there were people blocking the dirt roads in the village to ask for tolls, not to mention the endless Jiangyang thieves who robbed the passing drivers.

The third grandfather didn't want to give them a ride at that time, but the father was more innocent and kind, so he begged the third grandfather to take them all the way. As a result, on the way, the two hitchhikers found that Lin Changqing's duffel bag was not fastened tightly, and the admission letter inside was almost blown away in the galloping wind.

So the hitchhiker wanted to help tie the bag, but Lin Changqing mistook it for a thief who stole things, so he was startled and hurriedly asked the third grandfather for help. The third grandfather was not afraid of danger, and kept hitting the direction and used inertia to make those two people unable to succeed.

In the process, the two hitchhikers also hit the frame by inertia and were injured. When I drove all the way to the next town, the truth was revealed, and I realized that people were not thieves.

Although this story is simple, its practical and educational significance is no worse than Su Wenqi's "Enthusiastic Man", and it is even higher.

So Lin Ming wrote down this story. (This story is a real thing, the author wrote it that year and put it into the Reader's Digest and the Story Club, a total of more than 4,000 words, the Reader's Digest was published in April 2011, and the story will forget which issue.) Because I am afraid that the reader will talk about hydrology, I will not publish the whole article. ）

One of the two men was unharmed, and he staggered and struggled to his feet. I hurriedly climbed out of the car to tell the third uncle the truth, the third uncle and the hotel owner rushed up to help them down, the person who detained the duffel bag at the beginning because of the collision on the car baffle and the iron frame, the body was very serious abrasions, especially the opening in the head, the blood kept flowing. The innkeeper carried him to the health center, and the third uncle helped another person down, I opened my mouth and squeezed out two words from between my teeth, thank you. I didn't expect him to smile at me, but the ugly smile squeezed out of his thin face made me feel very sad: When we are away, you can give us a ride is already very happy, if we see your things blown away by the wind, we will also feel uneasy, but I didn't expect this storm to be so big, let the driver pay ...... I couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, and I stood there in a daze, until he was taken to the health center by the third uncle, and my head was buzzing and roaring like a thunderbolt, like a piece of oilcloth blown up by the wind in a storm. ”

After writing down the last word, Lin Ming looked back again, felt that there was nothing wrong, and nodded with satisfaction. The whole story has more than 4,000 words, but Lin Ming is confident, almost without pause, and writes it quickly.

By the time he stopped writing, Su Wenqi had already finished revising, her work was a finished product, and she only needed to change the structural order, and she just watched Lin Ming's writing quietly.

As soon as he finished writing, Su Wenqi habitually wanted to snatch it, and she had always been so unkind to her friends. But suddenly remembered that the boy in front of him was no longer the suitor who wrote 20 love letters to himself in a row. After rescuing him on that motorcycle, the friendship established between the two broke before it could take root.

So he hurriedly withdrew his outstretched hand, pretended to stroke his hair to resolve the embarrassment, and asked, "Finished writing?" ”

"Well, it's 1:43, I'm going to tutor."

Lin Ming put the article away by himself, stood up and said with a smile: "I will submit the article tomorrow, and I look forward to the magazine replying to you and me." ”

Su Wenqi saw that he didn't want to show himself, and he was a little angry. This boy's previous attitude towards himself was by no means like this. When I was chasing myself, I didn't say that I went to the sky to catch the moon and went to the sea to catch turtles. But he was definitely asked to go west, not to the east. It's almost almost ignoring myself now, which is really infuriating.

Su Wenqi, who has been in the spotlight since she was a child, is like a princess, and will never suffer such grievances.

According to her previous temper, when she encountered this kind of thing, she would have left the table a long time ago. If it weren't for the fact that she really loves literature, and she doesn't have a few friends around to guide her writing, she can only reluctantly find Lin Ming, she wouldn't be angry.

Although she has already made up her mind, as long as she passes the audition, even if she loses the list in the rematch, she will not come back to Lin Ming for help. But seeing Lin Ming's attitude of ignoring her like this, Su Wenqi still felt very unhappy.

Her temper is not happy, and she has to find a way to get angry.

Then she saw Lin Ming holding a hardcover novel in his hand.

With a twist of his mind, he said, "I have a birthday tomorrow." ”

Lin Ming said casually: "Happy birthday." ”

"So insincere?"

"How?"

"Not a gift?"

Lin Ming stopped his steps and thought for a while, "I'll pick it up when I go back today, and I'll give it to you tomorrow." ”

"No, I'll have dinner with my parents tomorrow, you can't deliver it." Su Wenqi pointed to the small book in his hand and said, "That book looks very good, how about giving it to me?" ”

Before leaving, grab him a book, it can be regarded as venting the anger in his heart. Later, Lin Minghai will be selected and will laugh at him again.

"Not good...... I haven't seen it yet. ”

"Then it's up to you, love to give it or not. After today, don't contact you again. ”

As she spoke, her words became cold.

It seems that he wants to tell Lin Ming that after asking for this birthday gift, everyone can at least be friends. If you don't give it, then you won't even be able to be a friend in the future.

The exchange between the two sides began with literature and ended with literature. The relationship is over, leaving a decent face for the other party.

Lin Ming knew that what she was referring to was the old man and the sea that Li Sisi had lent him in the morning. Although Li Sisi lent it to him, this book is not very precious. The double translation version is sold everywhere on the market, thinking that she may never have an intersection with Su Wenqi in the future, and it doesn't hurt to give this book to her.

After all, she also has a life-saving grace for herself, so she won't tear her face for a book, and she can't even be a friend.

It's a big deal, buy another more exquisite one and return it to Li Sisi. At that time, by the way, under the pretext that the book is gone, I will buy some other gifts as compensation, and invite Li Sisi to have a big meal or something, which can be regarded as repaying Li Sisi's kindness of a pack of cigarettes every day for a month.

Thinking of this, Lin Ming smiled and said, "Don't say that, everyone is still friends, this book will be given to you." ”

Putting the book down, Lin Ming stepped forward and walked out of the booth. For him, Su Wenqi in the previous life was a step forward for him, and he pursued it hard, and he wrote love letters for more than a month, but he was rejected in public, and he became a laughing stock on campus several times.

To this day, he didn't plan to have a life intersection with Su Wenqi again. But on the way to escape, he owed a debt of affection.

And now, directing literature and helping her get rid of Lu Chengru is all paying off this debt.

As soon as the book was delivered, everyone cleared it up separately, like a stranger.

said it was a friend, but after all, it was a passerby.

No one owes anyone.

For a moment, Lin Ming felt much more relaxed.

This is because the bottom of my heart has passed through that pass, as if a heavy chain has been removed.