It was also on a bright moon night a few years ago, she and her mother were thrashing sunflowers in the yard by the moonlight. I cut sunflower slices with my mother all day, and now my arms are sore and unbearable, but so many sunflower slices piled up will soon become moldy, so I have to work overtime tonight. Fortunately, she was very happy today. During the day, the neighbor next door, Aunt Zhang, helped her accept the university admission letter from the school, and when they entered the door, she smiled and delivered it, "Congratulations, Bingbing has been admitted to university." At that time, she jumped up happily like a child, and she is still immersed in the excitement of joy at this moment.
The wooden stick rose and fell mechanically in her hand. Mom talked a lot today, maybe she was too happy, she didn't listen to what she was talking about, at this moment her thoughts were racing away, and she was quickly drawing a blueprint for a better future life in her mind, she thought she would be admitted to university , bid farewell to the countryside, and embarked on a golden road leading to happiness.
She hates farming and being a farmer. Thinking of her parents working hard all day long, she can't even pay the tuition fees for the three of them all year round. My mother suffers from rheumatoid arthritis, herniated lumbar intervertebral disc, and swollen finger joints. None of the ten fingers can be stretched. When she graduates from university, she wants her mother to enjoy the blessings and take on the burden of supporting her younger siblings.
She wants to fly away from this yellow land and realize her dream.
This golden autumn is the best memory in her life. In the later days, whenever she encounters hardships, she will think of this autumn full of hope.
The four years of university passed quickly in a busy schedule. She worked part-time and part-study, and her life was hard and fulfilling.
In a blink of an eye, we will face distribution.
It was a time of agonizing waiting. Long before she graduated, she had heard from her classmates that although their current class of students recruited within the plan, recruited and allocated, and assigned in a targeted manner, in fact, there were still many tricks in job assignments, and it cost money to find connections.
She has no relatives who are officials, let alone money.
After waiting for several months, there was still no news of the distribution, and the people in the village spread gossip. The child's book was read in vain, and some well-meaning people advised the mother not to wait any longer, and ask someone to find a relationship, and be careful to miss the child's future.
My mother was very anxious, so the family sat together and thought about it. Dad said that there is a distant relative in the county, so you should be called cousins. He didn't know which agency he worked in in the city, but he could find his family because his father helped his family build a house back then. I don't know if I can help, so let's touch it.
The next day, Dad took the souvenirs prepared by Mom and set off on the road. In the evening, I brought back an exciting news. The distant relatives did not refuse, but said with embarrassment that the current situation is difficult to deal with, and the work assignment is far from as simple as you imagined. There are still a lot of graduates who have not been assigned. Fortunately, you have caught up with the last train for assignments. The country is going to reform and transform, and future students will no longer be assigned. They will all go to talent exchange meetings and find their own jobs. With conditions like yours, it is impossible to stay in the government and units in the county. Don't even think about it. The towns in the suburbs are at least 5,000 yuan, so go to the remote towns. At the end, she said, "Just wait and see, those classmates will definitely not be assigned in the end. Sure enough, the distant relatives were right. Two of her classmates were indeed not assigned.
This news really made the whole family happy for a while. However, he soon fell into another trouble. The job assignment was almost clearly priced, but where to get the money. Dad sighed and squatted at the door.
The younger brother and younger sister have to pay tuition fees when they start school.
My mother said that no matter what, I have to pass this test first, and sell the little grain that my family stored up tomorrow. It was originally prepared as a ration for bad years, but now I can't take care of so much.
"Her dad, go to her uncle's house tomorrow to see if you can borrow some money."
In this way, I scraped together three thousand yuan, and my father gave it to distant relatives in a hurry.
The family finally took a reassurance.
Time flies, and it is the end of the year in a blink of an eye, but the work assignment is still unresolved.
A few days ago, she saw the news that a talent exchange meeting was to be held on the county TV station, so she decided to check it out.
That day, she took the gift carefully prepared by her mother and went out.
After bumping in a lot of cars for more than four hours, I finally arrived at the station. After getting off the car, she followed the crowd out of the station. Looking up, there are several tall buildings in the county town, and the eye-catching radar station stands in front of the tall buildings. I remember my father said that my cousin's house is behind the county radar station, a blue brick house along the street.
Go east from a wide asphalt road in front of the bus station, turn north at the first intersection, go north along the road, and you will arrive at the county radar station.
This is the second time for her to enter the county. A few years ago, she took the college entrance examination, and the school chartered a bus. A group of rural students chattered and shouted excitedly along the way. I got out of the car and walked to the guest house of the County Water Conservancy Bureau to stay, and I also walked along this road. That was her first time in the city, everything in the city was so fresh and attractive. The wide asphalt road, the vehicles coming and going, and the people rushing to work are all so beautiful and mysterious to her. She dreams that she can become one of them one day.
It was really tiring to walk with these heavy things, and she was sweating profusely in the cold and windy winter afternoon.
After finally getting to the side of the radar station, the eye-catching blue brick building is just across the road behind the radar station.
When she was approaching the door, she suddenly felt guilty and flustered for no reason. When she was about to leave home, her father told her that her cousin was very proud and domineering. Why, this countryman doesn't even want to look straight at her. If you go to see people and act, don't mind her attitude. People are under the low eaves. I have to bow my head.
Of course, she is not a child, she understands these things, as the saying goes, "It is easy to go up the mountain to fight tigers, but it is difficult to ask for help."
The red door was locked from the inside. She knocked a few times, only to hear the puppy barking inside. A woman in her fifties opened the door with her slippers on, revealing half of her body, a puppy in clothes. He quickly ran out from the gap under the woman's feet, and called "Wow, woof" at her. The woman was bloated, with messy permed hair, sallow face covered with wrinkles, alert eyes, and asked coldly, "Who are you looking for
"Excuse me, is this Jia Xiaoren's house?"
"what is your job?"
"I'm her niece," she said hastily.
The woman looked her up and down suspiciously. Seeing that she was holding a gift in her hand, she didn't speak. After opening the door, she turned around and walked in, and she followed in.
As soon as she entered the door, a screen with a portrait of Confucius on it was blocked in front of her eyes, and there was a line of words written in official script next to the image: "If you are upright, you will follow orders; if you are not upright, you will not follow orders." She thought to herself. , there are very few screens in people's homes nowadays, this cousin is also quite strange.
Turning around the screen, there is a spacious courtyard with a delicate flower bed in the center. The woman led her into the south room opposite the main room.
The house is spacious and tidy, with a large dining room in the middle, a small room on each side, the kitchen on the left, and the lounge on the right, with a bed, a pair of single sofas, and a TV.
She followed the woman into the living room inside, and the woman motioned her to sit down, then picked up the half-knitted sweater in the bed, and told her while she was knitting that someone had invited her cousin and aunt to dinner, and she was the cousin My sister, who came to watch the door temporarily, stopped talking and just knit sweaters.
She usually doesn't talk much, and she has nothing to say when she meets a stranger. She sat quietly for a while, feeling that the atmosphere was very awkward, and she had to find something to talk about, so she asked carefully, "Auntie, which unit do you work in?" The woman looked up at her, and said with infinite emotion, "There is no unit now, and I used to work in a cold storage."
There are also units like cold storage, which she has never heard of.
The woman said leisurely, when we used to work in the cold storage, our welfare was good, and we were given a lot of meat during the festivals. It was a good unit that people envied.
Suddenly, the woman stopped what she was doing and stared at the door of the restaurant. She followed the woman's gaze and saw that there was a pool of blood on the ground, and the puppy in clothes was eating with relish.
Wow! It was the rural pork that my mother brought to my uncle, and it was the pork tenderloin selected by my mother. My mother said, our family can't afford expensive gifts, and even if you buy them, you may not be rare, but people in the city prefer this rural souvenir. When I entered the door just now, I was negligent and forgot that the frozen pork would melt.
The woman yelled loudly: "What's in this bag?"
She ran to the kitchen in a hurry to find a mop, and said, "It's pork."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier! How can pork be packed in such a bag! . . . Bobby! Come here! Don't eat any more!"
The woman picked up the puppy named "Bobby" and said angrily.
"There are several bags inside!" She said hastily
She was about to wipe the blood on the ground with a mop, but the woman grabbed the mop and said viciously: "You can't wipe it with this!" Then she grabbed a thick stack of napkins on the dining table and said while wiping: You rural people People, just don't pay attention to hygiene, even their bodies have a sour smell! "
A sense of humiliation and resentment surged into her chest like a flood that burst a bank. She really wanted to grab the woman's thatch-like hair and ask loudly: What happened to the rural people? Rural people live with their own hands, and they live innocently! You can have a few days away from the countryside, why insult the peasants like this? ; What happened to poverty? Is poverty a shame? Do poor people have no dignity? Poor people can be trampled on at will, right
She clenched her fists, trying to restrain her emotions, swallowed the words that rolled to her lips, and looked at the vulgar, savage woman in front of her with contempt, feeling as if she had been bitten by a mad dog. At the same time, a voice kept asking myself in my heart, why did I come here to suffer these insults, why did I beg for help in such a humble way? She couldn't help but feel sad for her powerless parents, and feel sad for her weak and helpless self!
Anger turned into silent weeping, and tears fell to my heart.