The car stopped at the entrance of Tianhua Factory. Zhou Zhi stood up and asked Jiang Shuyi to come out of the inner seat. He took her backpack off the rack and took her to the door.

He pulled out the tape, Zhou Zhi put it into the tape box, stuffed it into the side pocket of Jiang Shuyi's backpack, and then handed the bag to her: "Goodbye Shuyi! When the photos are washed, I will send it to you."

Jiang Shuyi took the backpack, then jumped out of the car like a frightened deer, blushed and stood on the side of the road, waved: "Goodbye Zhou Zhi, goodbye everyone!"

The friends in the car also waved to Jiang Shuyi: "Goodbye Shuyi!"

The bus returned to the bus station, and everyone got off and said goodbye to each other.

Feng Xueshan, Yang He, Zhou Zhi all the way, and arrived at the door of the dormitory of the Sugar and Wine Company. Zhou Zhi threw the package to Yang He and asked him to go home first, then took Feng Xueshan's backpack and took her home.

"It's okay to stuff a tape." When we arrived at the downstairs of the electric power company's dormitory, Feng Xueshan took the package and suddenly said something.

"What... what tape."

"Little model!" Feng Xueshan gave Zhou Zhi a blank look and turned around and walked to the stairs.

“…”

The trip took a total of seven days. The next day, I sent the film to the photo studio to rinse. Then Zhou Zhi came back and started to do summer homework with Yang He and preview the second year of high school subjects.

The plan is very compact. I get up to run at 6:30 every morning. At this time, my friends have already agreed that the goal is the Hongshui River Bridge, and then run back and forth on the bridge.

At 7:30, everyone lined up to the square to practice equipment, ended at 8:00 and went home for breakfast, and then started homework.

Zhou Zhi now has half of Mr. Qiao’s ability. Apart from mathematics, the remaining day can be finished.

The evening is time to discuss. Zhou Zhi and Yang Hehui studied difficult problems together, made a mind map for the second year of high school, and previewed during the mapping process.

This is mainly done by Yang He. Zhou Zhi has to spend more time integrating the dialect field report and completing the basic part first.

The rest of the topic will be something that will take five days later. When the summer homework is finished, it will be time to increase the vocabulary and expand the reading scope.

As for the matter of selling watermelons when working, it has been broken up, because Mr. Qiao is about to enter the third year of high school and needs to prepare to start the sprint.

Life is fast, and the friends gathered at Zhouzhi's house twice. Once, everyone chose to look at the photos together. Each person registered the selected ones, and then counted how many pictures to wash each selected ones, and sent them to the photo studio for additional washing.

The quality of the photos is very high, especially the ones in the forest farm, and the ones in the ancient town led by You Yong.

Unlike the type of traveling here in the past, Zhou Zhi and You Yong took photos and were good at capturing the details of the changes in the relationship between the characters.

For example, the one Zhang Xinyi was sitting leaning against the beauty of Ye Xin’s family, looking at the river by the weeping willow branches;

And the one that Jiang Shuyi wandered among the light beams of the forest farm, called by Zhou Zhi, and suddenly looked back.

The boys also liked these two photos very much. They decided without the consent of the parties involved and everyone should collect them.

There is another batch of important photos that are taking photos with the crew. This one must be washed out according to the head and then let the godfather send it to the crew.

This cost a lot. In the end, Zhou Zhi went to find his godfather, which was also supported by the Jiachuan cultural cause. These photos can also be used in the cultural center in the future. You have to take care of this account!

Also, I was embarrassed to ask for money to mark the dialect grammar for Grandpa Ling, so I used this fee to offset it.

After seeing the photos, my godfather was quite satisfied. Finally, after hearing that Zhou Zhi had completed the field survey of Jiachuan dialect and was about to start compiling the paper, he agreed with a smile and asked him to send it to him after the first stage of the paper was completed.

A few days later, Yang He proposed to go home to check out, and the family became Zhou Zhi alone.

After the photos were washed out, Zhou Zhi sent the photos, the second-year high school thinking map, the transcription of the field survey part of the thesis, and the transcription of the first-year high school notes to Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi was extremely happy with Zhou Zhi's arrival. The two looked through the photos together and recalled the joys of the past few days.

When I saw the Jiachuan dialect field survey brought by Zhou Zhi, I was even more overjoyed.

There are many humorous elements in the Jiachuan dialect, such as the last one, which is "Yao'er".

Because people are always at the end when driving ducks.

For example, when describing things that are extremely difficult to deal with or someone is extremely difficult to deal with, they will say "it's too hot".

Ba means "paste", which means that the skin of hot dumplings falls off the back of your hand, and it is so hot that it hurts and cannot shake it off. This metaphor is very vivid, vivid and in place.

Jiang Shuyi has actually heard of these words, but he has never deliberately paid attention to and studied them. Now, when he sees what Zhou Zhi has sorted out, he can't help laughing from time to time.

It was almost noon when Jiang Shuyi sent Zhou Zhi out. They went to see the grandma together, and Jiang Shuyi took Zhou Zhi to the entrance of Tianhua Factory to take a bus.

"Your tape has not been returned to you yet." Jiang Shuyi still looked down at the road and walked side by side with Zhou Zhi.

"That was originally given to you." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "But will Aunt Du have any ideas when she hears it?"

"I'll wait until they get to work before listening. I like those two songs very much."

"Can you sing now?"

Jiang Shuyi blushed: "Get in the car quickly."

...

...

That night, my mother came to the door of Zhouzhi's bedroom: "Come out, elbow."

Zhou Zhi was busy writing a paper, and when he heard this, he looked up: "Mom, what's the matter?"

"I'll ask you, where did Yang He go these days?"

"How many days does he want to go home?"

"Have he really gone home?"

"Mom, what do you mean?"

"That day we went to the river to check the water quality. I saw a person on the dock who looked like him. I looked at it for a long time before I could confirm it."

"What is he doing at the dock?"

"Picking coal!" My mother was a little angry: "How do you care about your classmates?! Yang He carries coal on the dock!"

Zhou Zhi was stupid: "Mom...I...I really don't know..."

"How much did each person spend when you go out to play?"

"Not much, only twenty dollars..."

"That's not much for you!" My mother's voice was already crying: "You go to the dock tomorrow and pull him back when you see him!"

"I'll go find him now..." Zhou Zhi couldn't sit still.

"Where are you looking for it now?" My mother looked at Zhou Zhi hatefully: "Also, when you find him, you should pay attention to the way you speak. Yang He can do this, which means he has a lot of self-esteem."

"good."

When Zhou Zhi sat down again, the shock in his heart made him unable to continue writing.

When Yang He told him that he was going home, Zhou Zhi thought it was just like usual and had never paid attention to his tone and thoughts.

Thinking of the previous holidays, weekends, when Zhou Zhi went to Baimi Township, Yang He was playing with him. Maybe his anxiety and confusion were already very serious at that time, but he never showed it in front of him. Instead, he accompanied him to crazy, make fun of him, fishing together, catching eels, and catch frogs...

It’s also my fault. Yang He knew last winter vacation that although he was still a student, he could make money with his own abilities and opened this layer of window paper for Yang He. As a result, this kid was like he was led by Mr. Qiao, and he also set off.

But that road is too tiring, and it is not the path that a student who has just finished his first year of high school should choose.

Selling mud crocks.

The next morning, Zhou Zhiruchang, Fang Wenyu, Yan Xiao and others completed the exercise, and then did not go home, but came from Jiangbin to the side of the dock, hid behind a coal silver, and observed the dock.

There is a shack on the dock. Under the call of the foreman, a group of men holding shoulder poles and carrying baskets came out from it.

There was a thin, short figure in the man.

The foreman waved to his subordinates and pushed a cart with a bunch of steamed buns and a bunch of vegetable soup. Each person received two buns and a bowl of vegetable soup, and then squatted on the dock to eat.

The coal bin is made of three walls built by the riverside with red sand strips, forming a square pit. When the coal ship below arrives, the migrant workers go down to carry coal, walk down the springboard and get a bamboo stick from the lower manager.

When the coal was carried to the coal bin, there was also a springboard. The migrant workers walked up, poured the coal into it, and came down from another springboard, and then went back and forth.

Zhou Zhi stood there and watched, watching the sun jump out of the river mouth, and then rose higher and higher, becoming more and more vicious. The entire riverside seemed to have a layer of white light, and the heat evaporated on the ground, distorting the light, making the labor scene on the other side of the dock become turbulent and shaking.

The wind on the riverside is hot, and the sweat it can bring you as much sweat as you sweat.

Yang He wore a straw hat on his head, his upper body was naked, his waist was tightly tied, and under his feet were pairs of green cloth patched pants and a pair of Liberation Shoes.

A folded towel on your shoulder can be placed on the shoulder pole to relieve stress and can also be used to wipe sweat.

At noon, the vicious sun forced the migrant workers to rest and invited each other to have lunch at the small fried stall at the dock.

Several uncles also invited Yang He, but Yang He smiled and shook his head, took out the cold steamed buns left in the morning, and started eating with the remaining cold pickled soup in the car.

A migrant worker took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled out one from it, smiled and said a few words to Yang He, then stuck in his ear, and walked towards the small rice stall with the others.

Zhou Zhi's tears finally shed.

Walking out from behind the stone, Zhou Zhi came to Yang He and sat next to him.

"Eel?" Yang He was shocked, and he was like he had done something big wrong: "I...I..."

"How much does it cost to sell mud steaks here for a day?"

"Are you picking here? One pick... give one dollar." Yang He looked anxious and nervous: "Eel..."

"That's a lot of money. I counted this morning. You picked nine round trips. That's... nine yuan?"

"Tao Liu gave me a trick... He said... I performed well... it was not easy..." Yang He lowered his head.

"Let's go, go and talk to Liu Tou, and then... go home with me."

"Eelbow..." Yang He raised his head: "I...you helped me enough..."

"My mother saw you while taking samples on the river yesterday, and she cried." Zhou Zhi said: "If you don't go back with me, I don't dare to go back. I'll be here to accompany you."
Chapter completed!