The children of the poor are in charge of the house early, and gradually the boy can do almost everything on his own, except to earn money. If you don't do it, there's no way, you can't starve yourself to death, can you? He went to other people's fields to steal corn and potatoes, and often had his friends in the village bring him some delicious food, but he never went hungry.

But he wanted to go to school and had no money. What can I do if I don't have money? You can find food in the field, you can ask for others, water can be drilled at the entrance of the village, and such a big well is clear and sweet all year round. Clothes can be picked up, there will always be others who don't want them, and they can always wear them after washing them.

But what about money? He's a teenager, where can he get money? The older children had already gone to school, and even the younger ones had already begun to study, and he was the only one who ran around the village like a wild child, sitting on the stone at the entrance of the village and waiting for his younger brothers to get out of school.

He was so envious, but he only had an uneaten piece of roasted potatoes in his pocket. The children who were out of school were wearing blue and white school uniforms, which looked so good, much better than his patched and dirty clothes.

Each of them carried a bulging schoolbag, most of which were made by their own mothers, some of whom were wealthy, and the schoolbags were bought from the town, with cute cartoon patterns embroidered on smooth fabrics, and palm-sized plush toys hanging on the zippers at the back.

When the boys saw him sitting at the head of the village, they ran over to him excitedly and shouted Brother Long a few times, and then began to laugh. Yes, every time it is only at this time, the boy remembers that he also has a name.

Ren Qianlong.

It seems that this name was given by his mother who ran away with someone, which is not bad. The boy was very happy with his name, but he thought that the dragon character alone sounded very powerful, and when watching cartoons at other people's houses, the dragon in it could do anything.

But where do you get the money? The boy was very distressed, he couldn't ask these little brothers who followed him, that didn't seem to be good, although some people had bullied him in the past, but that was all the year of the monkey. The child who was hit on the head with a stone by himself broke his head and bled out, and later secretly brought himself baked sweet potatoes to eat in winter.

Do you want to work for the people in the village? But after thinking about it, he shook his head again, no, although the conditions of other people in the village are much better than their own families, and it is already a great thing for their children to study, not to mention whether there is so much work for themselves to do, even if they do, they can't give themselves enough money to study.

The few children who ran over looked at Brother Long, who usually had a cold face, full of distress, and they were a little puzzled, but no one dared to ask, and they were still a little afraid of the boy sitting in front of them from the bottom of their hearts. A little fat man couldn't help it, opened his mouth and said, "Brother Long, what's wrong with a sad face?" Does anyone dare to mess with you? ”

Several people looked at the troubled boy intently, their eyes were full of excitement, and they could follow Brother Long to find someone else to fight again! Unexpectedly, Brother Long shook his head, lowered his head and said, "I also want to study, but I don't have any money." How do you think you can make some money? ”

Someone subconsciously covered his pocket when he heard this, although Brother Long had long since stopped asking them for protection money, but everyone still remembered what happened at the beginning. During that time, almost every child in the village would be asked for a few cents to buy popsicles, and if he didn't give them, he would be beaten.

It's just that maybe the boy got older, and I don't know when he started to do it again. But then again, who knows if he will suddenly ask everyone to take out the money in their pockets now? Although he has stopped bullying the children in the same village in the past few years, he has become more and more ruthless when fighting with others, and even the meat seller in the village is probably not as bold as him.

Every time they fought as if they were going to kill the other side, they were so frightened that the boys from several nearby villages looked scared when they heard that they were from this village, for fear of provoking them to be troubled by Brother Long. Last year, he also broke the leg of a boy three years older than him with a wooden stick, and the cry scared the rabbits in the field out of the way.

The little fat man has no money in his pocket, and he is not panicked, they actually understand the situation in Brother Long's family, so few people go to his house to talk about things, and Brother Long has helped them out over the years, so everyone actually respects him very much, and he feels like the big brother who is taking the lead in the disc.

"Why don't you go to work, Brother Long? I've heard that there are many places in the town that need people to work, and it makes a lot of money to serve dishes in other people's restaurants! Enough for you to study. The little fat man's words were like a strong light, and suddenly Ren Qianlong's depressed heart illuminated the hall. Yes, I can go to work! Although I am young, I can endure hardships!

He patted the little fat man on the shoulder with a look of relief, stuffed half of the baked potato in his pocket into the little fat man's hand, and said thank you. The little fat man was a little flattered, and the children next to him were a little envious on their faces, and they were thanked by Brother Long for this is the first time that a big girl has been married.

A few days later, several people put the money in their trouser pockets in the hands of the smiling Ren Qianlong with a painful face, and he carried a worn-out satchel behind him, which contained a few hard steamed buns and roasted black potatoes.

"Brother Long, do you really want to go?" The little fat man looked a little incredulous, at this time, would he be beaten if he said casually? But looking at Brother Long's serious face, he couldn't say anything to dissuade him, but just looked at Ren Qianlong with some worry in his eyes.

Ren Qianlong looked at the expressions on the faces of the people in front of him, his cold face showed a little grateful, and his voice was a little low: "Brothers, thank you!" I'm sorry to you for what I didn't do well before, but today's money is borrowed, and I will definitely pay it back in the future. He didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the village.

The dusty concrete road was full of dust, and from time to time a passing truck would rush past the boy, and he would cough in the smoke and dust. The man was still lying at home, his eyes closed and confused, not even knowing that his son had taken the dozens of dollars from his pocket.

The boy carried the shabby cloth bag, his little hands pressed tightly on the hundred or so dollars borrowed in his pocket, and his yellow eyes were full of determination. He walked along the concrete road, step by step, towards the road leading to the town, and his mind seemed to have seen himself sitting in the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

On both sides of the road are endless fields, and in autumn there are stubbles left over from the harvest of only a short section of corn stalks, like sharp spearheads, covering the whole field. A finger's deep trail of dust covered the road, leaving a clear footprint with every step he took. The dust soon covered his little reddened face, and it was just as gray except for the eyes.

In fact, he never thought about coming back.