South, Linwu County, in the First People's Hospital.

"Wow~"

A cry came from the delivery room, and a life was born, but the wife, who was bleeding heavily because of dystocia, turned pale and said the last three words of her life intermittently: "Zhang Beizhan!" ”

Then his eyes closed and he left forever, and the father hugged the child in his arms, crying with a very painful expression.

As soon as the child was born, there was no mother......

……

Three years later.

In Linwu County, at the bottom of the Zisheng Bridge, there was a car accident, a large truck suddenly failed because of the brakes, and hit a battery car, and the owner of the battery was rolled into the bottom of the car and was crushed to death by the truck on the spot.

The owner of the battery car is called Zhang Xuesong, who is Zhang Beizhan's father. Three years ago, his mother died of dystocia, Zhang Beizhan lost his mother, and three years later, his father died in a car accident, and Zhang Beizhan lost his father.

may be because he is too young, the departure of the two closest relatives has not made Zhang Beizhan shed a single tear, because he doesn't understand anything at this time, he doesn't know what it means for his father to fall to the ground with his eyes closed......

But he also cried because of his parents, that was when he was nine years old, because of a child, who scolded him: "You wild seed without a father and no mother!" ”

was such a casual scolding, Zhang Beizhan cried for a day.

After the death of his parents, Zhang Beizhan was taken back to the countryside by his grandmother, but when he was thirteen years old, his grandmother left him forever, Zhang Beizhan knelt on the ground, cried for three whole days, and fainted several times.

……

Zhang Beizhan's parents are only children, and there are no relatives in the family, so after the death of his grandmother, Zhang Beizhan could only rely on the little money left by his grandmother and the help of the villagers to finish junior high school with difficulty.

……

July 2nd, 05.

On this day, Zhang Beizhan graduated from junior high school, and after taking graduation photos, the head teacher called him to the office.

"What's wrong? Old class! Zhang Beizhan, who was already 1.75 meters and was still a little handsome, looked at the female head teacher whose sideburns were already a little gray, and asked with a smile.

"I looked at your comprehensive results, and it was not a problem at all to be admitted to a key high school in our county, what do you think?" The head teacher asked with a smile.

“……！”

When Zhang Beizhan heard this, he was slightly stunned, and slowly replied: "I don't plan to read it." ”

"Why?" The head teacher asked.

"Teacher, you know the conditions in my family, where is the money to go to high school." Zhang Beizhan replied slowly.

"Teachers can sponsor you." The head teacher said without hesitation.

Zhang Beizhan was stunned again, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I really don't plan to read it." ”

"If you don't read, what can you do? Part-time job? The head teacher frowned and asked.

"Well, part-time job." Zhang Beizhan nodded.

"You're so young, you go to work, have you thought about your own future? Don't you want to be able to find yourself a better job when you are admitted to university in the future? Listen to the teacher, the teacher is willing to sponsor you, and you continue to go to school, okay? The head teacher said very well.

"Forget it, I really don't want to go to school anymore." Zhang Beizhan shook his head again and said, "Old class, I really don't want to trouble you, in the past few years, you have taken care of me enough!" ”

“……！“ The head teacher was speechless, and kept persuading Zhang Beizhan in the office, but Zhang Beizhan just didn't listen, and after five or six minutes of persuasion, the head teacher slapped the table, pointed outside and said, "If you don't listen to me, hurry up and get out of me!" ”

“…… Sorry, old class! Zhang Beizhan lowered his head and replied with some guilt.

"Get out!" The head teacher yelled.

"Huh!"

Zhang Beizhan turned around and left.

……

After walking for about an hour, Zhang Beizhan found a shop selling wreaths, then walked in, spent 200 yuan, bought some offerings, and then took a car back to his home in Shuangzi Village.

In front of the graves of his mother and father, he didn't know what to say, burned a few sticks of incense, kowtowed a few times and left, and then he went to his grandmother's grave.

He said a lot at his grandmother's grave.

"Grandma, you left too early, and before your grandson could come to repay you, you left."

"Grandma, I miss you so much, I really miss you."

"Grandma, you are good down there, if there is a next life, I will still be your grandson."

"Grandma, I've graduated from junior high school, I'm leaving, I can't stay here for the rest of my life, although I don't know where I'm going, I don't know what I'm going to do...... I don't know what kind of person I'm going to become...... But I'm really leaving, my grandson will come to see you often! ”

"Boom!"

After speaking, Zhang Beizhan knelt on the ground, knocked his head three times, then got up, turned his head and walked directly.

……

Ten minutes later.

Zhang Beizhan returned home, spent ten minutes, finished packing his luggage, and then under the bed, took his last remaining five hundred yuan, sat on the bed, and took out his cigarette case.

"Smack!"

Zhang Beizhan lit a cigarette, lowered his head, and took a hard puff, but when he looked up, his face was full of tears, and he smoked while reminiscing about his childhood.

Over the years, he tried not to cry, to endure not to reminisce, because his memories would make him very painful, but today he had to go, and he couldn't hold back crying anymore......

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, breaking Zhang Beizhan's memories, Zhang Beizhan wiped his tears, got up and opened the door.

"Bang dang!"

Zhang Beizhan opened the door and saw that it was Uncle Wang next door.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong?" Zhang Beizhan asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, I saw you come back just now, and I asked you to go over for a meal!" Uncle Wang replied with a smile,

"Hehe......!" Zhang Beizhan smiled: "No need, Uncle Wang, I'll leave later!" ”

"Let's go?" Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhang Beizhan's luggage, and then opened his mouth and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Part-time job!" Zhang Beizhan replied.

"Why don't you go to school?" Uncle Wang frowned and asked.

"I didn't get in!" Zhang Beizhan said casually.

"And where are you going?" Uncle Wang continued to ask.

"I don't know yet, let's take one step at a time!"

When Uncle Wang heard this, he stood in place, thought for a while, and then took out three hundred yuan from his pocket, handed it to Zhang Beizhan and said, "Since you are leaving, Uncle Wang doesn't know what he can do for you, take the three hundred yuan!" ”

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Zhang Beizhan waved his hand again and again and said: "Since my grandmother left, you and these villagers have taken care of me enough, I can't ask for anything with this money!" ”

"Take it, it's not easy to go out when the time comes!" Uncle Wang emphasized that he was about to stuff the money into Zhang Beizhan's pocket when he reached out.

"I really don't want to...... Don't give it to me! Zhang Beizhan took a step back and pushed Uncle Wang's hand away.

"Oops, you're holding ......!"

"I really don't want to!"

The two of them stood at the door and "tore", and after tearing for a few minutes, Zhang Beizhan still couldn't resist Uncle Wang's enthusiasm, and in desperation, he could only accept the money.

"Uncle Wang, thank you so much!" Zhang Beizhan took the money and said with tears in his eyes.

"Don't talk about this, when the time comes, don't forget Uncle Wang, haha!" Uncle Wang smiled and patted Zhang Beizhan's shoulder and said.

"A must!" Zhang Beizhan grinned.

"Well, then I'll go, when the time comes, when I'm out and about, keep an eye on it, you know?"

"Good Ratcha!" Zhang Beizhan nodded.

"Huh!"

Uncle Wang turned around and left directly

……

After Uncle Wang left, Zhang Beizhan took his luggage, resolutely walked out of the house, and left this, he had lived in the village for more than ten years, but halfway through, he suddenly received a call from the head teacher, the head teacher called Zhang Beizhan to her house, Zhang Beizhan nodded and agreed, and rushed to the head teacher's home.

……

It took about half an hour for Zhang Beizhan to rush to the head teacher's house, and at this time the head teacher was making a table of good dishes, just waiting for Zhang Beizhan to come over.

"Old class!" After Zhang Beizhan entered the house, he looked at the head teacher and shouted with a smile.

"Hehe, here, wash your hands and hurry up to eat!" The head teacher greeted with a smile.

"Good Ratcha!" Zhang Beizhan nodded, put down his schoolbag, then washed his hands and sat down at the dining table.

"Eat, eat!" The head teacher waved his hand and said, Zhang Beizhan nodded, picked up the chopsticks, and began to pick up the dishes.

The head teacher's husband is a firefighter, who died in the line of duty because of an accident three years ago, as for the head teacher's children, or whether the head teacher has children, Zhang Beizhan has never seen or heard of it, so the head teacher's home has always been very deserted, and this meal is just the head teacher and Zhang Beizhan.

"You're going to leave today, huh?" The head teacher glanced at Zhang Beizhan's luggage and asked.

"Hmm." Zhang Beizhan nodded.

"Where are you going?" The head teacher continued to ask.

"I haven't thought about it yet, take one step at a time, hehe!" Zhang Beizhan replied with a smile.

"Beizhan, you know, if my son is still here, he should be about the same age as you, you look a little like him!" The head teacher said suddenly.

“……！” Zhang Beizhan was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively, "What about others?" Let's go? ”

"I don't know!" The head teacher shook his head.

“…… I don't know? Zhang Beizhan was instantly puzzled.

"He was abducted when he was two years old, and I haven't found him until now, and I can't remember what he looked like, except that he had a red birthmark on his back!" As the head teacher spoke, tears came out.

“……！” Zhang Beizhan was holding the dishes, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only say comfortingly: "Old class, don't worry, you haven't read those news, those who have passed decades can be recovered, and your son will come back one day!" ”

"Well, thank you, Northern War!" The head teacher wiped his tears and nodded vigorously.

"What's your son's name?"

"Duan Kai!"

"Well, I remember!" Zhang Beizhan nodded.

The dinner between the two of them, about twenty minutes or so, ended hastily, when Zhang Beizhan left, the head teacher gave him 500 yuan, but he just didn't want it, took his luggage, and ran away as if he was running for his life.

The head teacher looked at his back, cried, and said to himself: "If you were my son, how good it would be." ”

……

An hour later.

Zhang Beizhan stood on the national highway, smoking a cigarette, and stopped a bus casually, the reason why he didn't buy a ticket at the bus station was because he really didn't know where he should go...... Since you don't know, let it be fate.

"Crunch!"

The bus stopped, Zhang Beizhan threw his cigarette butt away, and stepped into the car.

"Twelve!" The ticket inspector opened his mouth and said.

"Whoa!"

Zhang Beizhan took out a fifty-fifty sheet from his pocket and handed it to the ticket inspector.

"Give!"

More than ten seconds later, the ticket inspector counted thirty-eight yuan and handed it to Zhang Beizhan, Zhang Beizhan reached out and took it, found a random position, sat down, hugged his shoulder, and fell asleep directly in less than five minutes......