On a June day, the child's face changes when he says it changes.

Huahai City, at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Mucha lowered her eyes and looked at the divorce certificate in her hand, and breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, fortunately the man was still a little sane.

Thundered...... Thundered......

Mucha looked up at the cloudy sky, walked quickly to the bus stop, and got on the bus back to the rental house.

After a while, the downpour fell loudly, and Mucha suddenly felt extremely refreshing and cool.

In the rental house, Mucha hurriedly took a shower, changed into clean and comfortable home clothes, sat lazily on a chair, and wiped her black hair with a towel.

Outside the window, Mucha thought of her divorce and hadn't called her parents yet, and couldn't help but get irritable.

She picked up the boiled water on the table, took a few sips, suppressed the irritability in her heart, and took out the ledger she had been using from her bag, ready to calculate how much wealth she still had.

and her ex-husband from blind date to divorce, although it has been more than a year, but life is AA system, fortunately, she did not listen to her ex-husband after getting married and resigned, otherwise her divorce will only be more embarrassing.

In order to be able to divorce quickly, she didn't entangle much with the domestic violence man, and almost left the house.

Mucha looked at the few possessions he had left, and thought about his future life.

"Why don't you leave your job first, I don't want to stay in this city anymore, change the environment and start again, go back to my hometown by the way, and explain the reason for the divorce to my parents in person, although my parents don't care much about me, but they will be worried if they know it from elsewhere......"

No. 20, Ninghe Village, Fanhe County, Huahai City.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Mucha tapped the door, but no one responded.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed the phone number that she hadn't contacted for a long time, and the moment the phone was connected, Mucha instantly became nervous.

She hurriedly asked her parents, hung up the phone, and then sat down at the gate, thinking wildly, "I am 30 years old, and every time I call my parents, I still feel overwhelmed, I don't know what to say, and I won't please my parents, alas......"

It didn't take long for Mu He to ride a three-wheeled motorcycle back with Li Xiangxiang.

Looking at their faces covered with vicissitudes of life, Muxia's heart was sour, and she quickly stepped forward to take the things in Li Xiangxiang's hand.

The parents faced the loess with their backs to the sky, and worked hard to raise their three sisters and brothers, but now they have no children around.

The eldest sister and younger brother are also married, they are both working outside the home, and they also have to take care of their own small family, and they rarely come back, Mucha thinks "I will stay a little longer when I come back this time", although my mother would prefer to come back with the eldest sister and younger brother.

When the parents got married, family planning had already begun, and for thousands of years, the idea of having a boy engraved in the bones of rural people to pass on the family lineage was born.

When Mucha was still in her mother's womb, she lived a life of hiding in Tibet.

After she was born, seeing that she was a girl, she was fostered at her grandmother's house since she was a child, and it was not until she was about to go to school at the age of seven that she was taken back by her parents at the reminder of her uncle.

When she was in school, she didn't even have an official name, and she needed to use a big name to sign up, which was also improvised, because she was born in the summer, so she casually named her "Muxia".

Although she has a weak relationship with her parents, she is still very grateful to her parents, after all, her parents did not throw her away or give her away.

After dinner, Mu He asked with concern: "Why did you come back at this time, why did you come back alone?"

"I ...... I'm divorced," Mucha said.

As soon as the words fell, Li Xiangxiang, who was sitting on the bench, stood up and asked loudly: "Did you do something bad?" Otherwise, how could there be a divorce? ”

Mucha took a deep breath and said, "I didn't, the divorce was because when we were fighting, he started beating people."

"How can there be a life between two people who are not noisy or noisy, the man is angry, what's wrong with hitting you a few times, and he didn't treat you badly, you can be better and divorce directly."

"In order to find you a partner, I begged people everywhere, inquired everywhere, and my leg was about to break. If you say you're leaving, you're leaving, and you don't discuss it with us, where do you let me put my face? Li Xiang said sharply.

"He hit me a few times, he punched and kicked me, and I broke three ribs."

"I also consulted a lawyer and said that in this case, it is best to leave early and stop the loss in time, the first time he beats someone, there will be a second time, why should I ruin the happiness of the rest of my life for that domestic violence man."

"Or did you feel serious about losing my life?" After Mucha finished bitterly, she burst into tears.

Li Xiangxiang still had a disapproving expression, moved her mouth, and didn't say anything, what is this second daughter like, Li Xiangxiang also knows it, looking soft and glutinous, she is easy to speak, but once she recognizes one thing, ten cows can't pull it back.

Mu He listened to the cry of his second daughter, sighed heavily beside him, and thought for a long time before saying, "What are your plans in the future?"

Mucha cried for a while, and her mood calmed down, she looked at the time, and hurriedly said: "It's too late now, let's talk about it tomorrow, you're tired all day, go to bed early."

"Then you sleep in that room, your sister has come back to live on May Day, you can sleep after cleaning up a little." Li Xiangxiang said as she yawned and went into the house to sleep.

Mucha walked into the house, put her luggage away, quickly made up the bed, and when everything was done, she looked at her phone, it was not her usual time to sleep.

After playing with the mobile phone for a while, Mucha felt a little bored, and when he turned his head and saw the bookshelf, he walked to the bookshelf and flipped it up.

Hey, my high school books are still there! Why do you still have a notebook between them? Mucha stood on tiptoe and pulled out the old black notebook from the top of the bookshelf, and opened it to see that it was actually his high school diary.

"It seems that this book can't be found after graduating from high school, and it turns out that it was caught in the book by myself."

Mucha took the diary, returned to bed, and looked at the beautiful expectations and girlish thoughts of her high school days, as well as the inferiority complex and decadence that became more and more serious.

"When I was in high school, I was really brainless, and I didn't know how to be flexible at all."

"It turns out that at that time, I had difficulty choosing!"

"I really want to go back to that time and hug my helpless self."

Mucha watched and recalled, her heart ached, how could she have gotten into a dead end at that time, how could she have come to such a point.

After entering the society, Mucha really realized that the college entrance examination is like a carp jumping over the dragon gate, and only by doing his best can he have the opportunity to become a dragon and swim in a broader sky.

Otherwise, it will become a salted fish, and even if it can turn over one day, it will still be a salted fish.

Mucha yawned, took his phone and looked at it, it was already zero hour! Hurry up and go to bed, and get up early tomorrow to make breakfast for your parents.

She put the journal next to her pillow, turned off the light, and fell asleep in a few moments.

The bright moonlight spilled down through the window, and the breeze gently blew the diary to make a slight "brush" sound, rereading the youth that Mucha had experienced over and over again.

The wind stopped, and the diary stopped turning, and the moonlight shone brightly, and I saw the words on the paper: 2007.6.15......