Zhu Zijun walked home slowly, he knew that at this time, his parents were waiting for him at home, hoping to hear his good news. However, he could only let them down.

It is the wish of all parents in the world to hope that their son will become a dragon, and for rural children, passing the college entrance examination and being admitted to university is an opportunity to change their fate. The most disappointed in the failure of the college entrance examination should be the parents, who have worked hard and are full of expectations every day and night before, hoping that their children can be admitted to the university, jump out of the farm, and no longer suffer from the inhuman suffering in the mountains and fields. However, Zhu Zijun disappointed them.

What kind of expressions will they have when they hear the news of the defeat, whether they hate the iron or support him to repeat it, whether they sigh or are speechless, whether they swallow the tears in their stomachs alone or force their faces......

Zhu Zijun's nose was sour again, he could barely lift his legs, and staggered into the house.

Seeing him like this, his parents seemed to understand something, but his mother still asked in a low voice, "How was the test?" How much she hoped that Zhu Zijun could say a sentence of "good test" or "okay test", she didn't want her twelve-year expectations to be shattered like this, just like the golden rice to harvest time, but suddenly suffered a storm, all the rice was dumped in the water, soaked in the water and teeth, the harvest became a bubble in the water, easy to reach but out of reach.

This is the most helpless and tearless bitterness in the world.

Zhu Zijun lowered his head and said nothing, just shook his head. He didn't dare to look up at his parents' faces, gritted his teeth and insisted on walking into his room, behind which was a long sigh from his father. The sigh was like a knife, slowly plunging into his body, the pain long and intense.

Zhu Zijun bolted the door and fell headlong on the bed. He was so tired, all the while, he was always in a state of high tension, although he didn't do well in the exam, but it was finally over, he just wanted to relax, relax, relax again, the strong gap made him lose the ability to think, and soon fell asleep.

But he didn't sleep well, he kept dreaming, in the dream, there were the regrets of his classmates, the encouragement of his teachers, the sighs of his father, and the crying of his mother's back...... The teacher said, repeat it for another year, with your grades, it is no problem to play normally and get into a good school, Zhu Zijun just shook his head; Father said, repeat the study for another year, twelve years have passed, not one more year, Zhu Zijun still shook his head, his father whimpered and cried, the voice was like a cat meow in the night, intermittently, but it was heartbreaking to the point of heartbreak, after crying, his father returned to the majesty of the past with tears on his face, he said, if you don't repeat, Lao Tzu will cut you with a knife, Zhu Zijun sent his neck to the front, and said, you chop, even if I am half dead, I will not repeat it, my father does not know where to find a knifeand slashed at him...... Zhu Zijun woke up.

I felt that the pillow was a little wet, and when I touched my hand, the pillow towel was soaked, and I cried in my dream, but why didn't I feel it in my dream? Zhu Zijun subconsciously touched his neck, he couldn't remember whether the knife fell on his neck, but this seemed to have no meaning in reality, even if the knife fell on his neck and cut off his head, he only died in a dream, in reality, he was still a living person.

There are thoughts during the day and dreams at night, so some people say that dreams are reversed; Some people say that dreaming of dying will increase longevity; Others said...... Nonsense.

There seemed to be the sound of a duck that had just hatched outside, Zhu Zijun rubbed his swollen eyes and walked out, it turned out that his mother was bargaining with a passing duck dealer, and in the cage that the duck dealer was carrying, the ducklings were making an uneasy call.

"One piece, two one."

The price of a dime was cut, and the price of the duck dealer was three pieces at the beginning.

The mother smiled with satisfaction and began to pick the ducks, which she touched and picked and selected, and finally chose a total of twenty ducklings. The little ones screamed in horror in their new cages, as if to say goodbye to the other ducks, wondering if they would ever be able to meet again. If one day two of them meet again and fight over a caterpillar, it's a bit of a comedy.

Zhu Zijun saw that his ten-year-old cousin Zhu Yu was also watching carefully, Zhu Yu stretched out his hand in front of the ducks and lured them to bite, numb and itchy, Zhu Yu laughed happily.

What a good childhood! Zhu Zijun couldn't help but laugh too. Hearing the laughter, Zhu Yu raised his head, shyly called "uncle" and lowered his head to play with the duck.

Zhu Zijun felt that Zhu Yu's eyebrows were getting longer and clearer, and a little boy like him should be very pleasing to girls.

Zhu Zijun then asked: "Zhu Yu, you are so beautiful, there should be girls who like it, right?" ”

Zhu Yu corrected him very seriously: "The teacher said that boys can't be described as beautiful, only girls can, and boys should be described as handsome." ”

"Okay, then you look so handsome, there should be girls who like it."

"Nope." Zhu Yu shook his head firmly, but smiled mysteriously and ran away.

Zhu Zijun smiled at the smugness he hidden, and the current child is inevitably precocious.

At this time, there was a burst of singing in the distance, Zhu Zijun looked up, but it was Li Jie, Zhu Xiangnan's wife who had just been married, she sang while walking, and occasionally clapped her hands and laughed, looking very crazy.

"What's wrong with her?" Zhu Zijun asked.

The mother replied, "When I was pregnant, I fell into the water, but the baby was gone, and my spirit was stimulated, so I went crazy." ”

Zhu Zijun still remembers the way she looked when she first got married, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she smiled, she was very good-looking, but now she was disheveled, her eyes were scattered, and it was difficult to find the shadow of the past.

She walked over and saw the fluffy duck, and was very surprised, and then sneered: "Who gave birth to this, how can you fit your stomach when you give birth to so many people?" Hahaha. Then he ignored the others and walked away.

Zhu Zijun shook his head regretfully, squatted down and stroked the duck, and thought for no reason: When you grow up, I will leave the house and go outside.

But when will you grow up?

If ducks know that they will become a human meal when they grow up, will they also cry and sing, like the three little tadpoles in the fairy tale who saw the bullfrog on the plate: "I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to grow up......

The end of any life is death, long or short.

Inevitable.