College is everyone's dream, and in modern society, most people will achieve this dream, but there are a few people who have to give up for various reasons.

He had also dreamed of studying in the quiet grove of his university campus, but at this time, he was standing on a hill outside the village, and although the sun was above him, he could not warm up. Holding the worn-out admission notice in his hand, he looked at the name on it over and over again, He Xianquan, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He was a child who grew up in the mountains, and because his family was poor, he couldn't afford to pay the annual enrollment fee of 10,000 yuan, so he had to hide the notice quietly.

He knew in his heart that as long as his parents saw it, they would definitely sell their only ancestral house and end up on the streets. And this is just the beginning, I don't know where to get the tuition for the next three years.

Born as a human son, how can you let your parents live on the streets because of yourself!

So, He Xianquan, who has never been accustomed to lying, lied to his parents, saying that his score was too low and no university was willing to admit him.

His father didn't say anything, didn't even look up at him, for fear that he would be upset, but asked his mother to cook a few dishes, and went to the village shop to buy some loose wine.

At dinner, his father kept clinking glasses with He Xianquan and drinking, but his mother kept persuading him, afraid that he would get angry because of this matter.

He Xianquan, who didn't drink much, finally tasted drunkenness, dizziness, headache, nausea, and couldn't breathe. The father had already fallen asleep early, snoring like thunder, and only at this time did the old man not worry. His mother kept by his side, wiping his face with a hot towel over and over again, and occasionally a tear fell on his face, which he hurriedly wiped away with a towel.

How can parents not know their children, when He Xianquan said this matter, his parents already knew the truth. However, what is the difference between knowing and not knowing, even if you sell your house and land, you can't get 10,000 yuan for the entrance fee, so you just don't talk about it.

When he woke up the next day, the after-effects of drunkenness still tormented He Xianquan, and he decided to go to the city and listen to people who had returned to his hometown from work to say that there was gold everywhere. But He Xianquan knew in his heart that it was not true, it was just that there were more opportunities to find a job, but he didn't want his parents to worry, so he insisted on leaving with a smile.

His parents insisted on sending him to the side of the mountain, the only way to the outside world, which allowed only a wheelbarrow to pass.

He Xianquan took his mother's burden, which contained ten days' worth of dry food and water, as well as the savings they had saved for a year -- fifty yuan, all of which were change. He knew that this burden not only contained the items for his survival, but also carried the hearts of his parents!

When he walked halfway up the mountain, he turned around and saw his parents still looking at the foot of the mountain, the two of them supported each other, looking at the mountainside motionlessly, and when they saw He Xianquan turning around, they waved their hands in unison.

He Xianquan's tears flowed, not because he left his parents for the first time, but because he saw his parents' gradually clumsy bodies and messy hair in the wind. They are all old, and they don't know when they will be able to return to the small village where he was born and raised.

He was ruthless, and resolutely turned his head and trotted towards the woods......

The city is not as beautiful as people describe, and for a poor child like He Xianquan who came out of the mountains, finding a job is comparable to climbing to the sky, and after countless encounters with a wall, the only 50 yuan on his body is less than 30 yuan.

In order to save money, instead of staying in the cheapest hotel these days, he chose to live with a group of homeless people under the bridge hole of an overpass.

During this period, He Xianquan kindly distributed the flatbread in his hand to several homeless people nearby, but they did not feel a trace of gratitude to him, and took the flatbread with blank eyes, and did not even raise their eyelids.

Under the overpass, it is not only a paradise for the homeless, but also a gathering place for small traders and hawkers, and at night, the vendors selling barbecue, fruit and street stalls appear on the roadside, constantly shouting to passers-by.

Not far from He Xianquan, a fruit vendor kept shouting, and he didn't know why his voice was so good, he drank all night, but he didn't feel hoarse.

After a careful observation, there was not much fruit left on the vendor's cart every day, which showed that there was a lot of profit, because He Xianquan would eat an apple when he saw that the vendor was idle, and if he didn't make money, he was reluctant to eat it at all.

He suddenly had the idea to sell fruit, starting with the most basic vendors.

He Xianquan asked the fruit vendor where to wholesale fruits, but was met with the kind of contempt for his peers. In the eyes of the traders, he is about to become his competitor, and may even take away his good deal.

Although He Xianquan has never seen the world, he is not stupid, and after repeatedly promising not to sell fruits in this vicinity, the vendor told him to go to the fruit wholesale market three miles away to buy goods, and told him to go to a few of the inside to buy, several wholesalers near the outside of the market are very expensive, it is best to wait at the gate of the market at two or three o'clock in the morning, if there is a large truck for delivery, you can directly trade with the driver of the large truck, it will be cheaper than trading from the market wholesaler.

He Xianquan bowed with gratitude, looked at the time on the bell tower in the distance, it was already ten o'clock at night, he chose to leave immediately, anyway, he slept at the entrance of the market, and slept under the bridge and cave, and the children of poor families still have the style of hardship and hard work.

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He Xianquan was awakened by the huge roar of the big truck engine, he rubbed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then cheekily stepped forward to talk to the driver. When he said that he only had thirty yuan on him, most of the drivers scoffed, and just waved him away like a beggar, and there was naturally contempt in their eyes.

After the truck drivers parked their cars in front of the market, they gathered for cigarettes and chatting. He Xianquan saw that the cigarettes they took out of their pockets were the lowest grade in Yuxi, and some of them were soft China!

He saw the cigarette boxes of these cigarettes in the village shop, and also knew the value of these cigarettes from the mouth of the boss.

He Xianquan was a little discouraged, knowing that these car owners did not take the thirty yuan in his pocket in his eyes, he sighed, and just as he was about to walk to another truck that had just been parked again, a driver suddenly waved to him.

The driver who beckoned had a big waist and a round waist, his face was full of horizontal flesh trembling with the shaking of his arms, and there was a yellow chain hanging around his neck.

He Xianquan walked up to him tremblingly and saw a fruit basket in front of him with some apples in it.

"It's cheap, you take it!" The strong man shouted as he pointed to the wicker basket containing the apples.

He looked at the apples in the basket, although there were some scars on the fruits, there were a lot of them, it was estimated that there should be more than 20 catties, according to the wholesale price of three yuan a catty, these fruits were worth at least 60 yuan!

"I ......" He Xianquan touched the money in his pocket, his face turned red, and he was naturally embarrassed to say that the money was not enough.

The strong man waved his hand and said impatiently: "I know you only have thirty yuan, seeing that no one has paid attention to you for a long time, and it is pitiful, these are the ones I picked out from the car, and there are some bumps in the process of transportation, but it does not affect the quality of the fruit, so take it if you want to!" ”

He Xianquan was a little excited, he didn't know how to say something grateful, and hurriedly took out a wad of change from his pocket and handed it to him.

This strong driver was the first kind person he met after leaving the mountain, and although he looked a little ruffian, he was so warm-hearted, which was really unexpected.

The strong man didn't even look at it, so he put it in his leather bag. He Xianquan knew that he couldn't look down on the thirty yuan at all.

He Xianquan has finally become a fruit seller, and he should be the most immature fruit seller in this bustling city.

In order to fulfill his promise to the fruit vendor under the overpass, he moved away from the area to a dilapidated residential area. The reason why I chose here is because this residential area is far away from the market, and it is not very convenient to buy vegetables and fruits, and most of the people living in the community are elderly people who like to buy some food nearby.

When he first arrived, he didn't know the rules of this place, which made him take a different path from ordinary people.

He Xianquan was full of excitement, and put the stall in a place that he thought was more conspicuous, and there were also some stall vendors nearby, all selling daily necessities and cheap clothes, and he was the only one who sold fruits, as for why, he didn't know, and at his age, he didn't have the heart to know irrelevant things.

In the morning, as soon as the sun shines on the earth, the old residents come out one after another to walk, box, and exercise, and the young people hold their tired bodies and yawn on the bus to work.

Young people don't even look at He Xianquan's fruit stalls, only those elderly people who like to be greedy for a little cheap will come to ask about the price, and most people just ask and don't buy it.

For a whole day, about one-third of the fruit was sold, because there were no scales, they were all sold according to the number, this way of selling was somewhat novel, but people were willing to come here to buy, because according to the number, the same money can buy more catties of apples.

After nine o'clock in the evening, people went home one after another, and the vendors on the street also left one after another, and finally only He Xianquan was still excitedly hawking.

He got the sweetness, and the money in his hand had changed from thirty yuan to seventy yuan, although there was an element of the strong man's driver helping him, but it was also related to the way he did business. He counted it over and over again on the ground, and in a month at most, his stall would be turned into a three-wheeled flatbed truck with more than twenty kinds of fruit on it!

As the night deepened, the dim street lights went out, cars of all sizes were parked on both sides of the road, and pedestrians seemed to be tired and returned home to enjoy their families.

By the light of the residential building not far away, you can still vaguely see a small stall composed of a person and a wicker basket.

"People here go to bed so early, it's just after nine o'clock, and there are no pedestrians on the street!" He Xianquan sighed secretly. He remembered the crowd at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night under the overpass.

He looked at the remaining one-third of the fruit in the frame and wondered: if the stall had been there, the fruit would have been sold out.

These apples are scarred, and if they are left overnight, they will turn bad tomorrow, and even if they are reduced, they may not be sold.

Just when he was worried, he saw a dark shadow walking in the distance. Strangely, the black shadow that walked over did not make any footsteps, as if it was like a cat, and quietly came to the front of the stall.

It's summer, but the seaside city gets cooler at night. When the figure approached, He Xianquan suddenly felt a burst of coolness coming to his face, raised his head, and found that the light emitted by the residential buildings in the distance had changed from the original orange to dark blue!

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the dark blue was still there.

"I want all your apples!" The dark shadow said faintly, his voice very low and a little hoarse. Soundly, it's a woman. He Xianquan looked at her carefully, but found that her face was blurry and she couldn't see it clearly.

He was stunned for a moment, didn't care about anything else, was happy in his heart, and said secretly: This must be a rich master, he doesn't even ask the price, and he doesn't even look at what the apples look like, just wrap it all up!

"Good! There are thirty-six apples left, one yuan each, and I will charge you thirty, and I will give you those six! He said boldly, and at the same time thought in his heart: I naturally have to be more bold when I meet such an unpicky buyer, and maybe I will become a frequent customer in the future!

Seeing her hesitant appearance, He Xianquan had an idea, smiled and said, "I can help you send it home!" ”

"Okay, get me home!" The woman did not hesitate any longer, but said quietly, and then took out a note from her pocket and handed it to him.

Due to the lack of light, He Xianquan had to touch it with his hand, it was a big ticket of 100 yuan, he had never used this kind of large banknote, and he was really a rich master.

He Xianquan was excited, trembling his hands, and handed her the seventy yuan from selling fruit in his pocket. The woman didn't even look at it, so she put the money away, waved her hand, and motioned for He Xianquan to follow her.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, although they are very tired and hungry, but they have made money, they are in a good mood, and they are full of strength, so he picked up the fruit basket and followed her.

After walking a distance, I noticed that there was something strange about the woman. Ordinary people's shoulders are shrugged when they walk, but her shoulders and head are always motionless, as if floating in the air, along the way, she didn't say a word, but the cold meaning has always existed, shrouded around He Xianquan, making him involuntarily goosebumps.

This feeling reminded him of the saying of some old people in the village: meet a ghost in the middle of the night!

Ghosts all walk on the ground, and ghosts are cathode bodies, so everywhere they go must be chilling.

"It can't be a ghost, right?" The drum began to beat in his heart, and his legs were still moving forward mechanically, but they were shaking.

"Eldest sister, is your home far away?" He Xianquan asked cautiously.

The woman didn't look back, but raised her hand, pointed to the residential building that glowed blue in the distance, and said, "It's there, and it's going to be there soon." ”

He Xianquan glanced at the residential building and felt that something was wrong, it is said that the lights emitted by the residential buildings are orange or white, why is the light emitted by this residential building blue? And all the colors are surprisingly consistent!

"Are you a little tired, or I'll help you carry the basket!" The woman stopped, turned around, grabbed the edge of the basket with one hand, and helped carry it.

When her hand grabbed the basket, it happened to touch He Xianquan's hand, and he was surprised to find that her hand was extremely cold, as if it was ice cubes in an ice cellar.

He Xianquan was shocked, hurriedly let go of a hand, raised his head to look at her, her face was still blurry, and even her eyes did not have any reflection.

"Don't look at it, you can't see it." The woman's voice sounded again, not loud, but like a seamless poisonous snake, burrowing into her ears.

He Xianquan responded weakly, didn't dare to speak again, and walked forward with her carrying the basket. The woman's strength is very strong, during which He Xianquan changed her hands several times, but she didn't change them once, and she walked quite smoothly.

Soon, the two came to the front of the house.

The woman stopped at the entrance of the building, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You wait for me here, and I will give you the basket after I send the apple in." ”

He Xianquan wanted to help her send it together, but thinking that her strength was much greater than his own, he finally nodded and put the basket down.

The woman picked up the basket with one hand and walked in.

He Xianquan took this opportunity to observe the surrounding environment.

This residential building is supposed to be a product of the last century, and in many places due to disrepair, the red bricks have been exposed, and the gate is a large iron gate that can no longer be rusted. Some places are already empty, and a finger should pierce them.

Strangely, there was only one residential building, surrounded by an empty field covered with wild grass that swayed back and forth with the wind, looking a little bleak.

"What the hell is this place, I remember that during the day, there should have been a lot of houses here, but now it has become one? The surrounding area has also become a wasteland? He Xianquan was puzzled in his heart, and he was even more afraid.

I waited for a while, but I didn't see the woman come down again. That basket is a piece of garbage to other people, but He Xianquan still has to use this basket to buy, this is the only piece of furniture he has now!

"I need to go find her!" Although he was a little scared, there was no way to make a living in the future, and sometimes, people were forced out.

The blue light emanating from the upper floor was not bright, and he slowly felt his way into the corridor, because it was an old-fashioned residential building, so there was no elevator.

The residential building is a two-story apartment, and there is a light on the wall in the middle, and the light also emits a faint blue light, but the illuminated area is not large.

After the woman entered the corridor just now, she didn't hear the sound of the door opening on the first floor, she should have walked upstairs, and the room she lived in was not the two residents on the first floor.

The staircase is so narrow that it can barely accommodate one person up and down, and there are all kinds of miscellaneous items at the corner of the stairway.

As soon as He Xianquan went up to the second floor, he heard a faint sigh coming from the room on the left.

Immediately, a heart-chilling woman's voice came out: "Didn't you say that you would wait downstairs?" You shouldn't have come in. ”

Another man's rough voice also came out: "Since you're here, don't go!" ”

Before the voice fell, I saw the rusty iron door open, revealing a face that would be scared to death if anyone saw it!