The morning light, the rain, the drizzle, the drizzle.

The mountain road leading to Donggan Village in Shike Village is muddy and slippery, and raindrops are tilted to the soil and water splashes are rising.

A minibus was parked at the intersection of Donggan Village, surrounded by plastic tape, wearing a hat, or an oil-paper umbrella, and was the one who saw him off.

Today is the day when Qingshi Town Middle School starts. This minibus is the only passenger bus in Shike Village, Donggan Village and Xigan Village nearby. Even if it rains, students and parents from several villages are crowded and packed their luggage, carrying their luggage.

In a short while, the minibus carrying 19 passengers was already full, and as long as there was a corner where people could stand, they were crowded.

It is said that it carries 19 passengers, but in such remote villages, overloading is a common thing. At least 0 people squeezed in.

"Sit down, grab it firmly, and prepare to drive!" The driver shouted in the driver's seat.

In the noisy carriage, the students were filled with joyful smiles, and they were delighted that they were about to embark on a new road to study.

The parents who saw them off took care of their children while crowding in the carriage, chatting and chatting.

"Shit..."

The minibus was spitting out smoke, and the driver closed the door, started the car, and prepared to set off.

"Driver, please wait a moment!"

A voice shouted, and outside the car window, a student was carrying a simple backpack, followed by his father who was helping with his luggage.

"Xiaoman!"

Li Dahai, who was sitting in the carriage, shouted in surprise and hurriedly, "Driver, wait a moment, I Xiaoman is here."

"Yang Yaozong, Xiaoman is here!" Li Dahai couldn't hide his joy and shouted at Yang Yaozong who was chattering beside him.

Yang Yaozong came to his senses and looked out the car window. The driver opened the car door. Zhang Xiaoman squeezed into the car and waved to his father Zhang Daman outside the car window, "Dad, go back, I'll go by myself."

Zhang Daman nodded, said "Yeah", and reminded him: "Xiaoman, when you go to school, you must study hard, don't fight, don't violate school discipline, remember!"

Zhang Xiaoman grinned and smiled. At this time, nothing was more exciting than him who could continue to go to school. "Dad, go back, I know!"

Zhang Daman shook the plastic tape on his body and turned the hat to see Zhang Xiaoman from his eyes.

Zhang Xiaoman squeezed into the carriage, Li Dahai and Yang Yaozong slapped their seats and squeezed in, leaving a place for their butt, "Xiaoman, sit down! Squeeze!"

"Li Dahai, Yang Yaozong, did you two make an appointment to go together?"

Yang Yaozong grinned and said, "Yes, who told us that we were from the same village, we all went to Qingshi Town Middle School. If we had a companion together, no one dared to bully us. Boss, you are too unkind. On a holiday, I have looked for you several times, but you said you wouldn't study anymore. Why did you suddenly figure it out?"

Li Dahai was also confused and looked at Zhang Xiaoman.

After Zhang Xiaoman squeezed down, he leaned his head on the back of the car, took a deep breath, and said quietly: "Sometimes, this person is a little bit worse, but it may not be dark to the end. At the critical moment, there will be a noble person to help him."

"Neighteen?"

Yang Yaozong and Li Dahai stared at each other, puzzled.

Zhang Xiaoman had fallen into deep thought and recalled last night.

During the summer vacation, Zhang Xiaoman almost spent a depressed and depressed manner because other classmates were preparing to continue their studies, and he could only help with farm work at home.

The fire in July tanned and shined him. In addition to working in the fields, he was herding cattle and sheep.

When he was herding cattle and sheep, he read books frantically, reading the treasured books at home one by one.

Even seeing his eyes were red and swollen, he thought he would be blind.

My mother Qin Lin advised him with both heartache and reproach, "Xiaoman, don't read books like that, you will be blind."

Zhang Xiaoman knew in his heart that only by letting himself intoxicated in books and wandering in the sea of ​​books can he temporarily forget the fact that he could not continue to go to school and study.

Although he took the tenth grade in the junior high school entrance examination, he knew that it was not his true level.

Or, I was deliberately making a mistake.

Because of this, my parents' thoughts were cut off and I did so poorly, so why would I read?

But all this cannot be hidden from Zhang Daman and Qin Lin. They knew that Zhang Xiaoman was a piece of material for studying, but because of treating Xiaolan, his family was heavily in debt, and Zhang Xiaoman was sensible, but he could not show this kind of sadness.

Therefore, he used books as his companion to relieve the gloom in his heart.

Until last night, the next day was the day when Qingshi Town Middle School started.

Li Dahai also asked Zhang Xiaoman in the afternoon and asked him if he would go to study. Zhang Xiaoman forced a smile with a heart-wrenching grin, "I won't study anymore, Li Dahai, work hard and be a promising person in the future."

Li Dahai was disappointed and sighed: "Xiaoman, I promised that we will be the top students together, but you..."

"It's okay, if you have time, I'll go to middle school to see you." Zhang Xiaoman said relievedly.

At night, Zhang Xiaoman leaned on his pillow, holding Qu Bo's "The Snow Fields of the Forest" in his hand, watching intoxicatedly, "When you cross the forest and cross the snow field, you can soar into the sky, and hope that the red flags and five continents will shine together, even if the sea of ​​fire and swords are rushing forward. I wish I could make the flying snow turn into spring water..."

What ambition to be a bandit in this passage, I am so re-designed to climb Mount Weihu.

Thinking about my life experience, even if I return again, I cannot escape the shackles of fate.

“Cruff!”

It was late at night and the door was gently pushed open. My father Zhang Daman entered the house. As soon as he entered the house, he shouted to Zhang Xiaoman's room: "Xiaoman, get up and clean up, clean up, go to school tomorrow morning."

Zhang Xiaoman was so happy that he turned over and got up, showing a smile, but soon his smile disappeared again.

He walked out of the room with some disbelief, lowered his head, and asked, "Dad, why are you going to study? You don't have the money to pay the tuition and miscellaneous fees at home."

"Yes, dad, you don't know. There is no money at home to send Xiaoman to school!" Qin Lin, the mother next to her, walked out wearing clothes.

Zhang Daman squatted on the fire shop, "The employer who does carpentry today is our uncle. His son will go to school tomorrow. When he learned that Xiaoman happened to graduate from the sixth grade, he asked me why I didn't come back to send Xiaoman to school."

"I told my uncle that Xiaoman stopped studying. Who knew that the uncle scolded me and did whatever he said. I heard that Xiaoman had excellent academic performance and was young, and he didn't study, what could he do."

"I was helpless and told the uncle that his family was poor and he had no money to send Xiaoman to school. The uncle scolded me again, saying that I was not doing carpentry work for him, so he first paid me the wages and lent me some, asking me to send Xiaoman to middle school to study!"

The bumpy minibus is marching ruggedly on the winding mountain road.

The winding mountain roads leading to Qingshi Town are all mountain roads, neither asphalt roads nor cement roads.

Instead, a flat mountain road was carved out between the hillsides, and the road surface was paved with mud and gravel, and the road surface was relatively narrow. Most sections of the road were almost only allowed to pass through minibus models.

In some places, the road surface will be paved for car racing.

Drivers who drive minibuses are all first-class in driving skills. Otherwise, it would be very dangerous to overload the winding mountain roads like this.

However, in a karst landform like Qingshi Town, the environment is like this, and it is a poor and backward place. In this era of lack of vehicles, many sports cars are wandering on the edge of the law. Even if the traffic police occasionally go on the road to check, they have already taken precautions.

When you see other vehicles coming from afar or encounter them on the road, you will greet each other and ask if any traffic police are on the road to enforce the law.

Once you encounter a traffic police on the road to enforce the law, ask where is it? Then, when the car drove to the section where the traffic police enforce the law, a group of people got out of the car early, and the car happened to be full. The car passed the traffic police to inspect and did not overload. Walked through the section where the traffic police enforce the law, avoided the traffic police and waited for those walking, and then got on the bus.

There are also some micro "vans". When they encounter traffic police's law enforcement inspection, they first ask some people to get off the bus and wait. The driver first carries the full seats through the traffic police for a while, drives for a while, and then turns around and continues to carry that part of the people onto the bus and meets with the previous wave of passengers.

Due to limited vehicles, even if the passengers complained, they also expressed their understanding.

Driving on the mountain road, bumping up and down, left and right, Zhang Xiaoman leaned back on the car chair, and his thoughts were pulled back by Li Dahai and Yang Yaozong.

"Yes, noble people help you!" Zhang Xiaoman nodded, as if he was Sun Wukong in "Journey to the West". On the way to obtain the scriptures, he met some monsters and ghosts, and there will always be gods in the sky who will help you.

Yang Yaozong smiled, "Hello, I'm so proud. In the future, we brothers can study together again."

He sighed again, "It's a pity that Huang Huan, Xiong Tianshi, Xiong Tianshuai, Liu Changfu and others did not pass the exam, and they did not continue to study."

"What are they doing?" Zhang Xiaoman asked in a low voice. This summer vacation, Zhang Xiaoman was upset by his own affairs and never asked anyone else.

At this time, I was able to study again, and I couldn't help but ask about their situation.

"Huang Huan is back home to farm!" Li Dahai answered first.

"Farm?" Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help feeling sad. If it weren't for the help of noble people, he would have really turned his mouth to the loess and his back to the sky.

"Yes! Huang Huan said that he is not a good source of study, so he might as well go home early to farm and help the family reduce the burden."

Yang Yaozong laughed, "That's right, according to the past, Huang Huan can be considered a half-labor."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled. The carriage was filled with joy, and everyone was talking about learning.

"Shi Xiong Tianshi and Xiong Tianshuai are said to have gone to Guangzhou and Shenzhen to work." Yang Yaozong sighed again, "What do you think they can do? Go to the factory and work as assembly line workers?"

"They are still child laborers, and it would be nice to accept them in the factory assembly line."

"Liu Changfu went to a technical school. His family is better at learning a technology, but it's better than anything else." Yang Yaozong seemed to report to Zhang Xiaoman.

Zhang Xiaoman nodded and then asked, "What about the others?"

Li Dahai scratched the back of his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoman in confusion, "Xiaoman, what other person?"

Yang Yaozong blinked his eyes and slapped Li Dahai, "Hehe, you big cabbage, the boss means asking, Li Lin, Zhang Yaru and the like."

Zhang Xiaoman glanced at Yang Yaozong. This kid was really called the worm in Zhang Xiaoman's belly, and he really saw through his thoughts.

Li Dahai smiled silly, "Li Lin, she is the first in the grade, and her father is not short of money, so she naturally went to the No. 1 Middle School of the County. As for Zhang Yaru..."

Yang Yaozong reached out and pinched Li Dahai, and whispered to him, making a wink.

Li Dahai shouted "Ouch" and said, "Yang Yaozong, what are you doing?"

"Hehe, boss, you went to middle school, what are your plans?" Yang Yaozong deliberately changed the subject and asked Zhang Xiaoman with a smile on his face.

Zhang Xiaoman frowned and stared at Yang Yaozong, "Yang Yaozong, what's wrong with Zhang Yaru?"

Yang Yaozong muttered, his face a little embarrassed, "Li Dahai, say!"
To be continued...