The training team ends in mid-August.
Ji Hao and Ruan Mingchi also packed their luggage and set off.
There are still ten days before the school starts, so the team directly let them go home on vacation. The brothers and sisters who bought tickets in advance took the plane and left yesterday afternoon. Ji Hao and Ruan Mingchi took the tickets bought by the team and returned to C where the provincial team is located. city.
On the plane, Ji Hao said: "You're all home, I'm so bored these days, I have nowhere to go, I ate and slept and woke up, I'm raising pigs."
Ruan Mingchi reminded: "Homework during summer vacation."
Ji Hao raised his eyebrows: "It's done."
Ruan Mingchi: "..."
After a while.
Ji Hao said again: "It's so boring, I want to go on a trip, what's your recommendation?"
Ruan Mingchi, who had never thought of traveling in his life, shook his head.
Ji Hao said, "Is it fun at your house?"
Ruan Mingchi was surprised.
Ji Hao clapped his hands: "By the way, I'll go home with you."
"..."
Of course Ruan Mingchi refused, but Ji Hao stalked him all the way, and finally followed him to the long-distance bus station and bought a ticket for the same car.
Looking at the smiling young man sitting beside him, Ruan Mingchi tightened his lips.
What else can I do.
Ruan Mingchi said, "My house doesn't have a place for you to live in. You live in the city."
"I'll live with you, just one night will be fine."
"But… "
"save money."
Ruan Mingchi looked at him coldly, don't follow him if you want to save money, don't travel!
It was evening, and the two entered the village one after the other. Ruan Mingchi's village is actually developing pretty well. Every household is a small building or courtyard, and it's not too far from the urban area. It can be regarded as a rich village in the city.
The grandpa and aunt who had dinner were wandering around the village to eat. From a distance, they saw two young men in their prime, tall and thin, with an upright temperament. From a distance, they looked like young people from a big city. Coming towards the setting sun, he looks quite heroic in fresh clothes and angry horses.
But after taking a closer look, he recognized Ruan Mingchi.
A loud voice shouted: "Hey! Ruan Mingchi is back! I heard that you won the first place in the competition."
Immediately, someone responded: "It's amazing, this child is not ordinary since I was a child, he is taller than other children."
"His father is actually tall and good-looking, but it's a pity that his life is not good."
"Hey! Tell me, why did he lose his legs? His mother is no joke..."
People in the village are happy to have talents from the village, and they should praise them, but what does it matter to them if their children are promising? Can you still give yourself the gold medal after winning the competition? Don't even expect Ruan Mingchi to be able to build bridges and roads for the village. Aren't these governments doing it? So rather than boasting about others, they prefer to discuss the misery of other people's families. No matter how sympathetic or regretful they are, they are actually looking for that little sense of superiority in their hearts.
Ruan Mingchi grew up being talked about like this since he was a child.
In front of him, everyone said that his father was miserable, that his mother was shameless, and that he was pitiful. When he was beaten by his second uncle and ran all over the village, there were people standing on the roof with melon seeds to watch the excitement, and then at night, he chatted with the people next to his pillow.
Not even a joke.
Ruan Mingchi's family environment is so miserable that everyone sympathizes with him, but he doesn't want to get involved at all, for fear that if he gets involved, he won't be able to get rid of it.
The aunt who is full and has nothing to do has a loud voice, and she can still hear her voice after walking a long distance, "Boss Ruan was coughing again last night. After coughing all night, I could hear it across the courtyard. The injury on my body, I Looks like it hurt the root..."
When Ruan Mingchi heard that his father was sick, he quickened his pace.
Ji Hao also followed him along the way.
Ruan Mingchi's house is deep in the village, not too far away, but it's not on the main road. If you walk along the water-drenched path, you can see two houses side by side.
One is a flat-story building with a dilapidated appearance, an iron gate with mottled red paint, and grass growing on the walls. One building has three floors, a tall courtyard, and the outer wall is magnificent, but now there is a lot of sand and cement piled up at the door, which just blocks the way to go inside.
Ruan Mingchi walked over the sand pile cautiously, slipped his foot on the road, looked around the yard, and saw the vermilion tiles piled up half of the yard.
Ji Hao knowingly asked: "Is this house renovated?"
Ruan Mingchi frowned, his expression was not very good, he walked silently to the small dilapidated courtyard inside, raised his hand and opened the door.
The yard is very messy, there are piles of bamboos everywhere, fresh bamboos, half-dried bamboos, sliced bamboos, and shredded bamboos. There are wastes all over the ground. Ruan Mingchi strode across all kinds of materials and came to the In front of the door, Ji Hao was still jumping cautiously behind.
Ruan Mingchi glanced back, and looked at Ji Hao who was stepping on a landmine in the yard. His heart, which had been sinking into a stone, became much lighter for some reason, as if caught in an invisible net, giving him a breath Opportunity.
"It's okay, step on it." Ruan Mingchi said.
"I don't know which ones are useful."
"It's useless."
"Useless? These are so beautiful? Useless? They are all works of art!"
Ruan Mingchi smiled a little, and repeated: "It's useless."
A voice came from inside the room: "Who is outside? Cough cough!"
Ruan Mingchi blinked his eyes, the smiles he had just raised faded away, and then returned to a silent and waveless dead pool, the depths of which were filled with bottomless mud.
"It's me." Turning around, pushing the door open and entering.
Ruan's father was weaving bamboo baskets under the lamp. He was wearing torn clothes from work, which were covered with white ash from the bamboo and had countless holes. In fact, these were also Ruan's daily clothes. It's all unspeakable smell.
Seeing his son coming back, Father Ruan just glanced at him. Under the light, his eyes were as numb as ever, and with a sad face, he said, "We've finished dinner, so you can cook yourself when you're hungry."
Ruan Mingchi took a step in, and turned aside to let Ji Hao who had to follow him, his eyes fell on Ji Hao, as if to say, look, this is my home, you must come, you will definitely hate it.
"Uncle." Ji Hao called out with a smile, and brought the fruit and health care products he had brought all the way to Father Ruan, and introduced himself, "I am Ruan Mingchi's teammate, roommate and good friend, and I am here suddenly to bother you." .”
Father Ruan, who hadn't received guests for many years, froze for a moment, then hurriedly wiped his hands on his clothes, took Ji Hao's hand waiting there, and said hesitantly, "Uh, oh, hello."
Ji Hao smiled and looked at the bamboo basket Ruan's father was weaving, and praised: "Uncle's craftsmanship is so good, it looks like a work of art, neat and dense, such thin bamboo threads are rare, and your hand is also very good." What a coincidence."
"..." Ruan's father was silent, and he didn't know anything about this familiar person.
Ji Hao picked up a bamboo basket and said, "I've seen this bamboo basket outside the scenic area. The big ones cost more than 30 yuan. How much are you shipping here?"
"twelve… "
"One a day? Seeing that you are an old craftsman, let's say two or three a day, how many can you have at most? You eat handmade food, and when the price rises later, your shipment here will definitely increase, just one serving Pension insurance."
"Uh..." Ruan's father looked at Ruan Mingchi helplessly.
Ruan Mingchi put down his backpack with a cold face, took out the instant noodles he bought halfway, and waited for the water to boil before saying, "Did you get the money?"
"What money?" Father Ruan raised his head sensitively.
Ruan Mingchi looked at his father's confused eyes, and his heart sank.
Although Ji Hao didn't say it clearly, he had to remind him that he had thought about it a lot. The remittance account has always been in the name of the second uncle, but with so much money, he thought that the second uncle would at least take out part of it, but he didn't even mention it. .
Maybe... Father didn't even know that he won the national championship.
Ji Hao is so considerate. When the father and son looked at each other silently, he explained: "Ruan Mingchi went to the city A competition this time, not only won the championship and broke the record, but also won a lot of bonuses, 60,000 yuan. He honors you, a little money Everything left is transferred to you, if you don't get it, it must be with his second uncle."
Ji Hao said it smoothly, but Ruan Mingchi frowned when he heard it. He remembered that he had never told Ji Hao about family affairs, let alone his second uncle.
Ruan's father was startled after hearing this, and finally said "oh", then lowered his head and continued to work.
It's not that he didn't respond, or that he couldn't figure it out, it's just that he probably didn't know what kind of response he should give. The man who has been suppressed by life for most of his life hides in his own world, thinking that he can continue to whitewash the peace, but he doesn't wait for instant noodles When it was cooked, he coughed violently.
"Cough cough cough!"
"Cough cough cough!"
Coughing so loudly, the whole person fell limply on the ground and twitched.
Ji Hao hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks, and rushed forward with Ruan Mingchi. When he got up, he seemed to be dying, his face was pale, and his eyes were dark.
"Go to the hospital." Ji Hao suggested.
Ruan Mingchi nodded, turning around to carry his father on his back.
Ruan's father pushed him away: "In the room, medicine."
Ruan Mingchi rushed into the house and came out, only two anti-inflammatory drugs. Two thin pills, paired with a glass of water, were about to be delivered to his father's mouth. Ji Hao pressed his hand and said, "Do you know that antibiotics are resistant? And prescribe the right medicine. I think uncle has more than just inflammation." It's that simple, let's go to the hospital."
"No, go to some hospital, cough cough, just take medicine." Hearing Ji Hao's words, his father interrupted him unhappily, stretching out his dirty hands to grab the medicine.
Ruan Mingchi clenched his palms tightly, avoided it, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Go to the hospital."
"It's not expensive to go to the hospital, is it? I always take this medicine, it works well, ahem, give it to me!"
Ruan Mingchi said: "I heard that he has been ill recently."
"What do you know! Cough cough, you are away all day, what do you know! You think winning a championship will be a big deal, so you just take care of me? Go away!"
"The bonus is enough for you to see a doctor."
"As for the money, you brought the money! Ahem!"
"Second Uncle..."
Father and son fell silent.
The second uncle who can't get around.
The second uncle that people love and hate.
Even though Father Ruan's life has not been very good these years, after Ruan Mingchi ran out, if the second uncle's family hadn't helped take care of him, father Ruan might not have survived until now. It is true that the second uncle has paid a lot. But the second uncle's greed is also true, the bonus of 60,000 was paid without saying a word. When did Father Ruan ever see such a large sum of money, but it was taken away without even touching his hands? The fire in his heart was burning and burning, but he still couldn't vent it. In the end, he could only vent it on his only son who he could bully .