"Brother Wen, what are you going to do?" Zhang Tao's expression was a little gloomy.

"What else? I want to repeat it, but how can my family afford it? ”

Xiaowen laughed at himself, "Besides, I have self-knowledge, my foundation is too poor, and I am afraid that I will still fail if I repeat it!" ”

"And what are you going to do?" Zhang Tao asked again.

"I definitely won't stay at home, I can't stand the kind of days when my fathers face the loess with their backs to the sky."

Xiaowen pondered for a moment and said, "I'm going to go south to work to see if I can make a name for myself." ”

"It's not that easy to work part-time!" Zhang Tao said casually.

"Yes! The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. ”

"As the old saying goes: It's good to be at home for a thousand days, but it's hard to go out."

Xiaowen's expression was a little lonely and sad.

"If you don't go outside, it's hard to understand this difficult word, let alone the ups and downs of part-time jobs."

"You haven't worked outside, why do you sigh?" Zhang Tao was surprised.

"My cousin Peng Xiao'an, you know." Xiaowen turned around and said.

"Of course I know, it's one year higher than us. Your cousin is very nice and gave us a lot of care. ”

Zhang Tao looked at Xiaowen and asked with concern, "What is he doing now?" How's it going? ”

"Alas! Mo Ti, it's a bitter tear to say. ”

Xiaowen sighed and said: "He went to Guangdong after graduating last year and it took more than a month to find a job. ”

"According to him, the hardships and lessons he has endured in the past month or so have been more than in the past ten years combined."

"The little money I brought from home was spent in a few days.

Then, there was only starvation, sleeping on the streets, looking like beggars, and being beaten, which was really unbearable. ”

"In desperation, he had to work as a small worker at a construction site."

"I worked tirelessly, sweating and bleeding for more than a month, peeling off a few layers of skin, and I didn't earn a penny, just mixed three meals a day and a place to stay at night."

"What happened?" Zhang Tao said with concern.

Xiao Wen's face showed irrepressible anger and sadness, and he continued.

Later, under the introduction of his fellow countrymen, he entered an electronics factory. There are almost 12 hours a day, and in addition to work, I have to sleep, and even eat and go to the toilet in a hurry. ”

"The small factory is less than 3,000 square meters, but more than 1,000 people are crowded into it to work and live."

"The environment is extremely harsh, the garbage in the factory area is piled up, the air is dirty, flies and mosquitoes are buzzing everywhere, and people are fighting for territory."

"Especially the poisonous gas and noise in the workshop and the dogs in the canteen ignore the food, so that good people will also get sick."

"The monthly salary of 450 yuan sounds quite a lot, much better than doing farm work at home, but there is basically not much left after excluding living expenses and petty expenses."

So he had to change factories and change jobs three times in a few months.

"But for ordinary wage earners, the fate is similar wherever they work."

"Low wages, poor conditions, intense work, no dignity, no freedom, no safety and health."

"Workers are like ants, running tirelessly like machines."

"In the eyes of those bosses, the workers are actually not as good as machines."

"The machine can still get their love and regular maintenance, while the birth, old age, sickness and death of the workers do not get anyone's attention and care at all."

"What bosses pursue is always their own wealth and value. When the wage earners are still valuable, they use them like slaves and squeeze them desperately; When it is worthless, it is discarded like grass and ignored. ”

"Where is he now?" Zhang Tao couldn't help but ask again.

"You're back, still in bed?"

The corners of Xiaowen's mouth twitched, as if he had been suddenly hit by something.

"What's wrong!" Zhang Tao asked anxiously.

"One of his feet was crushed by the workshop machine. The factory lost 20,000 yuan, so it sent someone back. ”

When Xiaowen said this, Zhang Tao felt the indignation, dissatisfaction and sorrow that was churning fiercely in his heart.

His eyes shone with a sparkling light, not joy and hope, but helplessness and sadness.

Zhang Tao didn't expect that Xiao An would suffer such a miserable misfortune in the past year outside.

He didn't expect that his few simple questions would arouse so much emotion in Xiaowen.

It was simply rubbing salt in his wounds.

Zhang Tao looked at him a little embarrassed, wanting to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

"Does a high school diploma help?" Zhang Tao asked cheekily again.

Take root in your hometown and strive for your dream villa.

He knew in his heart that it was just a distant dream at the moment.

Without funds, this dream will never come true.

He was eager to learn some information about going out to work, and he also hoped to explore another shortcut to make a fortune for himself and the villagers in the village.

"There's a fart! When wiping the paper is too hard. Xiaowen said disdainfully.

"Those technician certificates that cost hundreds of dollars for two weeks of training are much better than it!"

"Did you know that some manufacturers clearly stipulate that they do not recruit high school graduates."

Zhang Tao stared at Xiaowen incredulously, waiting for him to continue.

"The reason they explained is that most of the high school graduates are low-eyed, unwilling to do heavy and dirty work, unable to do technical work, have high salary requirements, but no ability level, and the rest are only full of complaints, complaints, and high-minded talk."

"A few more such people will bring bad to the atmosphere of the factory."

"It's also important to note that these bosses believe that high school graduates tend to be active, autonomous, and unfamiliar white-eyed wolves."

"Even if the factory reuses them and trains them to be technical backbones or managers, if they are slightly unsatisfactory, they will leave and make wedding clothes for others in vain."

After a pause, he continued: "I also plan to spend a month training this time to get an electrician certificate." ”

"With this card, it's easier to get a job there. Maybe you can mix in with a mechanic, and the salary will be much better. ”

Speaking of this, his words changed sharply, and his tone suddenly became heavier.

"I really don't understand, why does the state education do such a visionless thing, which costs the people and money?"

"We don't care about primary education, it's literacy and basic education."

"It takes six years in junior high school and high school, and if we repeat it, it will take a few more years, and the family spends so much money, we spend so much time and energy, and we learn so many things, what is the picture?"

"If we are admitted to the university and have an iron rice bowl, it will be worth it, and the hard work of ourselves and our parents and relatives will not be in vain."

"However, going to university is a one-plank bridge. How difficult it is to cross this bridge. ”

"Every year, thousands of students are crowding, and they are bleeding and whining, but how many of them can squeeze through?"

"As far as the situation of our Shennong City is concerned, I'm afraid it's only one in fifty hundred percent at best, so what about the remaining four hundred and ninety-nine?"

"Wandering in society, seeking their own way, and showing their own powers."

"Those with wide roads and backgrounds, like fierce sons, directly participate in the work. If you have money in your family, you can also be a business boss. ”

"People like us who have no money or power at home are nothing more than two roads, or working, like a headless fly, scurrying around;

Or farming, like my fathers, working all day long against the cold and heat, to be a knowledgeable and highly educated new farmer. ”

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Xiaowen sighed and continued: "Yes, most of us high school students think that they have read a few books and learned a lot of knowledge and are complacent and proud of their talents. ”

"But when we stepped into society, we found that we didn't have any ability to settle down at all, and all the knowledge we learned had no stage to be displayed."

"Those boring formulas and theorems, those ancient Chinese and English words that are more difficult to memorize than heavenly books, they have nothing to do with our life and work, and they do not contribute to the improvement of our situation."

"Whether it's farming or part-time work, we do the same thing and get the same salary as Bai Ding, who can't read a few words."

"Since the result is like this, why does the country invest so much money to train us?"

"Is it to create a perverted psychology like us whose hearts are higher than the sky and whose lives are like paper books, or is it to create useless wastes like us?"

Speaking of this, Xiaowen suddenly stopped, gasped for breath, and looked out the window with deep eyes.

His eyes were filled with hope and longing for the future, but also hatred and anger at reality.

Zhang Tao also followed Xiaowen's gaze and looked out the window.

Not far from the window is a wet market, which is at the peak of midday trading.

Housewives who will plan to plate often choose this time to buy groceries when they want to be cheap.

Many office workers are also in a hurry to buy tomorrow's vegetables home.

The wet market is bustling and bustling. The cries of small traders come and go, and they all want to seize this best business opportunity and get rid of their goods as soon as possible.

Xiaowen pointed to the people coming and going below, looking extremely confused.

"Actually, we are one of them, a speck of dust, an ant."

"There is no ideal, ambition or anything like that, some are just small and ordinary."

"When we come out of school and books, we say goodbye to the so-called greatness and sublimity."

"We have to face life, integrate into life, become ordinary members of the world, and strive for eating, drinking, and Lazar every day."