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Chapter 30: Those who walk the right way are stronger than those who walk the wrong way

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"When the sea is flowing, it is only when you are a hero" - Guo Moruo.

Those two years of life were almost uneventful.

Wei Qian entered the last year of high school with the first grade in his class. Every day when he saw himself in the school uniform in the mirror, the words "a man like a dog" would involuntarily appear in his heart.

The heavy schoolwork has compressed his spare time, but failed to compress his star-like burning heart of money lovers. His winter and summer vacations and all weekends are dedicated to great part-time jobs—the most well-paid ones, It is the experience of working part-time in Old Xiong's pharmacy.

The old bear's name was very brazen, called "Xiong Yingjun", and every time people called his name, they couldn't help but want to add "呀" after it, so no one called him after a long time.

When he was young, others called him Little Bear, but unfortunately he was not able to be "Little Bear" for a few years, and his actual age was only 30 years old, but his appearance has already advanced ten years later, so he naturally became "Old Bear".

Old Xiong is a very unprofessional rich second generation, he is a fool, he is everywhere, and he wants to get involved in everything. It's a pity that he doesn't have the skills to separate himself, so he can't see the end all day long. The pharmacy is often in a state of no one running it, and he often has to find someone to help him take care of it. During the summer vacation, Lao Xiong hired Wei Qian as a part-time worker by chance, and threw the pharmacy to him. He didn't know where he died. Wei Qian was the store manager, waiter, accountant and cleaner After working like this for two months, the old bear came back.

When they met, they gave Wei Qian a salary of 5,000 yuan.

The one thousand yuan a month that was promised earlier was forgotten by the old bear who was two hundred and five!

Wei Qian was taken aback at first, and was almost reluctant to accept it—it’s hard to say whether the two-month profit of this broken pharmacy that is about to close down at this moment is 4,000 yuan or not—but then he accepted it anyway, and Wei Qian figured it out. A creature like a bully lives in the world, isn't it just a rush to give it to others

There is no need to waste a little bit of guilt on this kind of rich man who should be burned to death.

And Wei Zhiyuan skipped a grade and entered the graduating class after studying honestly for a year. It seems that he wanted to fulfill the promises he made to his elder brother while holding back tears in the middle of the night in a foreign land. After returning from the south, he has been thinking hard Get ready for this.

Wei Zhiyuan's heart and body can't wait to grow.

For the matter of skipping a grade, the kid ran to the teacher to apply for it. He didn’t even say hello to the family. Reading the same books as Xiaobao, I really feel wronged by other children when I think about it.

Just when Xiaobao was in the fifth grade, Wei Zhiyuan had already entered the graduating class.

Generally speaking, girls will grow taller than boys, and their family is completely reversed.

When Xiaobao was still a little girl, it took Wei Zhiyuan only half a year to jump from the height of Wei Qian's chest to barely touching his elder brother's nose.

What matched his non-human growth rate was his increasingly terrifying appetite. The whole family used normal rice bowls, and only changed Wei Zhiyuan's Haiwan.

The big big bowl is bigger than the face. When Sanpang came to his house for dinner once, he really learned a lot - he witnessed Wei Zhiyuan eating two big bowls of rice with that big bowl, and there was no food in the end. After that, Wei Zhiyuan made a bowl of vegetable soup with hot water, drank it in two mouthfuls, and it was like filling his stomach.

San Pang asked tremblingly, "Brother, are you full?"

Wei Zhiyuan wiped his mouth with vegetable soup, and replied reservedly: "Almost, seventy to eighty percent, I'm going out for a run tonight, so let's eat here first."

Sanpang complained to Wei Qian bitterly and tearfully: "Why does this kid eat twice as much as I do, and he's not even half as fat as me!"

Wei Qian said without raising his head, "Because you are old and your metabolism slows down, Third Master."

After hearing such a naked truth, the "old and fat" third master couldn't help but feel completely hopeless, and left silently.

Wei Qian has long been familiar with Wei Zhiyuan, the idiot. He knows that when Wei Zhiyuan comes back from running, he can eat a dry steamed bun with boiled water again.

This kid's combat power instantly kills all human beings, and he can crush all leftovers into slag.

In comparison, Xiaobao is really worrying. She came to school late, and ended up with the little girl in the same class, but she seemed to be a year or two younger than her.

Song Xiaobao's growth and development process is extremely wonderful. From puberty to her twenties, she has always maintained a constant growth rate of two centimeters per year, without rushing or slowing down.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old Song Xiaobao is like a malnourished cabbage. Wei Qian once suspected that she would be like this all her life. When the child stopped growing taller, she chased after him bit by bit like a snail, and when he grew up, he was no shorter than anyone else.

In the year when Wei Qian was about to take the college entrance examination, Mrs. Song served him as if he were a Long Live God. Whenever he had the opportunity, he had to greet him all day long and greet him in a unique way of chattering.

But it annoyed the Emperor Wei to death, and he wished that a bamboo board could be thrown at her to kill her.

But every weekend, when the stewed chicken soup was served on the table, seeing the old lady urging him to eat more as if she was serving the confinement child, Wei Qian lost his temper with her again.

For a period of time, Mrs. Song did not know who was deceived, and got in touch with a small pyramid selling group that went to the local area, and went around every day to hear about the types and prices of other health products.

She seemed to be planning to grit her teeth and stomp her feet to make Wei Qian's one brain into two big ones.

Fortunately, when it was time to pay, Sanpang's mother saw it, and Sanpang came to report the news in time, so that Wei Qian rushed to the health care product presentation and brought back Mrs. Song.

When they came out, the small MLM group showed their rogue qualities. Seeing that they hadn't bought anything, a small glasses jumped out to stop them from leaving. Mrs. Song, who had hydrocephalus, introduced to others: "This is me. My grandson is about to take the college entrance examination, and his grades are very good, so I want to buy some 'brain power' for him."

Wei Qian: "Shut up and eat your mother."

The small glasses he sells are rogue, but he is probably a bit clueless. Before he understood what was going on, he hurriedly pulled Wei Qian to brainwash him, and said with his lips up and down: "Student, our The product is patented by the relevant department of the United States, taking a course of treatment, the memory can be improved by 80%"

Wei Qian looked at him coldly: "I don't need a course of treatment, just a brick can make you live forever in the memory of the people."

He was full of banditry, his little glasses were only focused on cheating and abducting, and he hadn't lost the money yet, so he couldn't help swallowing, and took half a step back, but Wei Qian still felt that he was in the way, so he raised his hand Pushing him to a squat, he took the little old woman who was becoming more and more mature and went home.

Mrs. Song made the whole family panic and panic. Wei Qian felt that if it wasn't for the fact that his poor child had already taken charge of the family, the youth experienced ups and downs, and his determination was firm, she would have to be tortured to become a maniac.

At the beginning of April of this year, Wei Qian was studying in the classroom when Teacher Li opened the door and called him out.

Wei Qian sleeps less than four or five hours a day, and eats back and forth in a hurry. Sometimes he even eats while walking. He has lost a lot of weight on the way. He looks tall and tall in front of the teacher, and the school uniform looks empty. .

Since the second half of the second semester of high school, Mr. Li made him the class monitor. I don’t know if it’s because of his experience in the society. While he looks steady, he is especially good at handling those mischievous little boys. Everyone listened to him.

Teacher Li's own child is about the same age as Wei Qian, and the comparison between the two sides always makes him feel distressed.

Teacher Li called him into the corridor and said to him: "We are a key class—you know, our school has a recommended quota for outstanding student cadres in the key class every year. Of course it's a good school, and it's a local university. I think your family is in a special situation, so you can stay at the local school to take care of your family. Think about it, do you want to go?"

Wei Qian was stunned for half a minute, and then asked a little uncertainly: "No, no, teacher, do you mean that you want to escort me?"

Teacher Li was amused by him, and asked in a good temper: "Otherwise, why would I ask you?"

Wei Qian was stunned by the news, he never thought that such a thing would happen to him.

The society of the three religions and nine streams he came into contact with prematurely cultivated his gloomy and cynical spirit. Although with the growth of age and knowledge, the extremes of his youth have become less sharp, but Wei Qian is still from the bottom of his heart. I agree with the truth that if a person of his background wants to succeed, he must be more vicious than others, and he must also work harder than others. No one can count on him except himself.

And the "tricky" thing of being recommended to go to college, isn't it the privilege of the children of officials, rich families, and well-connected families

He never thought a walk would fall to him.

"I..." Wei Qian was at a rare loss of words. His mind was muddled, so he had to force himself to ask Teacher Li calmly, "Then, can you give it to me? Does anyone have any objections? Other students, or others of class"

Teacher Li said: "What's wrong? I don't have the final say on the decision to recommend you. It needs to be discussed and finalized by the grade group, reviewed by the dean, and finally signed by the principal. The principal's signature has just been sent to my office. What do you think? Do you want to see it?"

Wei Qian was silent for a long time, thousands of words in his chest, all blocked in his throat, he lowered his head in front of the head teacher who was a whole head shorter than him, and clenched his hands, it took a long while before he gritted his teeth, suppressed He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you teacher."

Teacher Li looked at him and sighed. She knew that she had never left school in her life, and the ups and downs she had experienced were not as good as this child, so she was not sure what she should or could say to him.

After a while, Teacher Li thought about it, and said softly: "You are talented, and what is more commendable is that you are willing to work harder than others. I have high expectations for you, so I hope you can become a good person, understand what I mean ?”

Wei Qian nodded, and said in a low voice, "Understood, you mean that it is more difficult to walk the right path than to walk the wrong path."

Because it is more difficult to walk the right way than to walk the wrong way, those who walk the right way are better than those who walk the wrong way.

This is the personal experience of everyone who has survived in the gap between two roads.

And don't people always pursue a stronger self

Teacher Li pushed his glasses: "You understand in your heart, so I won't say more, go back, come to my office for evening self-study, fill out a few forms, and then go back and discuss with your family to see what major to choose. "

Wei Qian ended his high school career which was just over a year and a half unfinished like this. The unfinished ending was both inexplicable and ecstatic.

He quickly submitted the form, consulted Teacher Li, and chose the popular life science major at that time—in fact, the most popular major at the time was computer science. Unfortunately, the tuition fee of computer was higher than other majors, and he needed to bring his own computer. How much did Wei Qian pay? A bit reluctant to do it.

He officially became a prospective college student. When Wei Qian left the school, the big cherry blossom tree at the entrance of the teaching building was in full bloom. After a while, his feet were really buried by the fallen petals.

Wei Qian wandered around at home for two days, dealing with Mrs. Song who was on the verge of having a heart attack, and finally remembered to take care of the two cubs.

He inadvertently discovered that his little sister's small movements had changed when she was doing homework. She used to like to pick her fingers when she couldn't solve the problem, but now she used a pole to wrap her hair, and pinched it with her hands after winding it. Once it is fixed, a strand of hair in front of her eyes will briefly form a small wavy curl, and she will be alone for a while before continuing to do her homework.

Wei Qian paid attention and found that this girl knew how to be beautiful.

When Xiaobao was a child, he loved to sleep late and not to wake up early. It was he who picked him up and forced him into the sink. Then he swiped cold water on his face like a cat. Now she doesn’t need to be reminded by her elder brother to wash her face. She washes it several times a day when she is at home on weekends. times, each time in front of the mirror in the toilet for a long time.

And the changes in girls are simply another level of "abnormal development" in biology, and girls can really grow into unrecognizable appearances.

Song Xiaobao, who was a black monkey when he was a child, began to turn white like a reborn, his eyes began to elongate, and long and thick eyelashes grew. Although the bridge of the nose is still not high, with the shaping of the cartilage, at least it does not look collapsed. Lips A small chin was retracted below, and Wei Qian was surprised to find that she was like a caterpillar, and it grew in the direction of a butterfly in a blink of an eye, and she could see the embryonic form of a little beauty.

However, in the eyes of her warlord-like elder brother, this rudiment was nothing at all.

From Wei Qian's point of view, Song Xiaobao is still "half a human being". Before these little kids grow up, they all look neither male nor female, and they have no gender at all.

She has no breasts in the front and no butt in the back, she is so small like bean sprouts, Wei Qian can't understand what is so beautiful about her.

He firmly believes that Xiaobao's stinky beauty has no benefit other than delaying time and affecting his studies.

So when he caught a glimpse of Xiaobao with curly hair again, he walked into Xiaobao's room, and had a very serious talk with her the way Jia Zheng treated Jia Baoyu, no, he scolded the little girl unilaterally. After a meal, they found a small bottle of nail polish from Song Xiaobao's desk, took it away and confiscated it.

In the end, he domineeringly stipulated that Song Xiaobao should not look in the mirror for more than one minute every day.

Little Treasure was extremely wronged, and for the first time he had a rebellious mentality towards his eldest brother, but Wei Qian didn't think it was enough. Before going out, he put one hand on the door frame of the hut, turned his head and said righteously: "Oh, yes, I Seeing that other little girls in your school have cut their hair, you might as well cut it, so you don’t have to comb so long in the morning, besides, I heard that too long hair absorbs nutrition and affects the brain.”

This remark met with fierce resistance from Song Xiaobao. She jumped up and yelled at her elder brother boldly: "I won't cut my hair! I won't cut my hair! If you cut my hair, you'll cut my head too!"

Wei Qian was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect hair to be so important to her, but before he had time to reprimand, Xiao Bao was frightened by his treason, and started to cry on his own.

Wei Qian sighed, there was nothing he could do about her, so he had to put on a straight face: "Why are you crying? Cry and beat you again."

He came up with a compromise solution and gave Song Xiaobao a suspended sentence: "That's fine, look at your grades and performance, if you fail at the end of the semester, don't talk nonsense to me, just cut off your broken hair quickly, do you hear me? "

Song Xiaobao sobbed and asked: "What is it like?"

Without even thinking about it, Wei Qian said, "Let's keep the front and back together, it's cool."

Song Xiaobao imagined what a bear would look like with hair that was even at the front and back, and she was frightened out of her wits on the spot. From then on, she began the most hard-working period of her life in studying, resolutely defending the one-acre three-point land on her little head , must not fall into the claws of the eldest brother.

Wei Qian exited from Song Xiaobao's room, and was hit by Wei Zhiyuan who exited from the kitchen. Wei Zhiyuan's forehead almost hit his nose, and he hurriedly propped his hand on the wall beside Wei Qian, avoiding it sideways.

Wei Zhiyuan called out "Brother" in a muffled voice—his voice started to change, and his voice was uncomfortable, so when he spoke, he had to lower his voice by another octave, and he sounded as deep as a big man.

Wei Qian was in a daze for a moment, remembering that when he was just picked up, he was not as tall as a dog, and now he has become a half-grown boy.

Although the two brothers are still living together, Wei Zhiyuan has stopped burrowing into his arms, but he can't get out even if he wants to.

There are really seedlings that don't worry about growing.

Wei Qian remembered that Mrs. Song told him to go to the suburbs to wholesale eggs, so he dragged out his bicycle and went out to ride to the chicken farm in the suburbs. When he came back, he happened to pass by Old Xiong's shop, and saw that Old Xiong was instructing several young people to load their luggage into the car, as if he was about to go on a long journey.

Wei Qian stopped to say hello: "Old Xiong, where are you going to send yourself to help the poor?"

Boss Xiong glanced at him and said slowly, "Dogs can't spit ivory out of their mouths."

Wei Qian jumped down and parked the car aside: "Okay, where are you getting rich this time?"

The old bear said: "The days around the summer solstice are the days for harvesting caterpillar fungus. I plan to go to Tibet to collect some Tibetan medicine. By the way, I was looking for you. Are you still looking for a part-time job on weekends? Are you free to look after the store for me?"

Wei Qian's heart moved. He brought back 30,000 yuan two years ago. After Mrs. Song's diligent and thrifty housekeeping and the two of them took all the time to find work to subsidize the family, there is still 22,000 yuan left and most of it is given to Mazi. Mom spent it.

Is 18,000 yuan enough for him to hitch a ride with Old Xiong and make some small business along with it

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