Yang Yuanhang injured his leg and had no time or mood to clean the house. In just a few days, he made the small basement dirty and smelly. The strong smell could be smelled without walking through the door. Because of this, I went to the landlord to protest several times, and even two tenants refunded the rent because of this.
After the lease expired, the landlord refused to continue renting the house to him, and even scolded him with a livid face.
Yang Yuanhang was so embarrassed that he was scolded, his blood was surging, and he could not wait to rush up to fight the landlord immediately!
But the landlord is tall and big, with a fierce face, full of tendon flesh, and a flower arm tattoo on his arm.
Don't talk about fighting, Yang Yuanhang didn't even dare to say a single word during the whole process, so he was thrown out with people and things.
He wanted to find a new basement to rent, but his sloppy appearance was very unpleasant, and the landlords were reluctant to rent to him, considering the mood of the neighboring tenants.
Yang Yuanhang slept in the cold and wet hotel for two nights, and finally had no choice but to call Mother Yang in a low voice.
Mother Yang pushed the trolley and picked him up cursingly.
Although she hated Yang Yuanhang for letting her lose the adults, Yang Yuanhang was her only son. If she wanted someone to burn paper at the end, she couldn't really let Yang Yuanhang lie on the road and wait to die.
She scolded and scolded, but she still sullenly pulled Yang Yuanhang, who was crippled with one leg, onto the small scooter and carried it back to the village.
The small scooter was made very rough, not only was it rough, but there were also many barbs on it. Yang Yuanhang lay on it, only feeling that there was no place in his body that was comfortable.
But more painful than the physical discomfort was the deep psychological frustration.
He looked down on this poor little mountain village that gave birth to him. One of the worst nightmares he had in his dreams was that he was not able to make it in the big city, so he was forced to go back there and be reduced to a group of villagers who were illiterate and ignorant. People face the loess and turn their backs to the sky, wasting their whole life.
But I didn't plan to go back forever.
Due to the ideas instilled by his mother since childhood, he has an unusual obsession with "homecoming"
From the first day he left here to go to college, he had imagined the scene in his mind: during the festivals, he drove a brand-new car, got out of the car in bright clothes, and carried a random item in his hand. A gift that those poor villagers can't afford even with a year's harvest.
Everyone who saw him couldn't help showing envious eyes. People who looked down on him in the past could only show a flattering look when they saw him.
But a few years later, the reality is that he was sitting on his mother's wooden tricycle with one leg sloping, and he was stinking and pulled back like a cargo.
Not to mention returning home, even those who go out to work and do hard work look better than him when they come back.
At least they came back in good health, talking and laughing.
He endured the humiliation in his heart and got out of the car, and before walking a few steps with a cane, he ran into a few children in rough clothes and chattering.
The children didn't know him, but they could smell him, and when they saw him, they wrinkled their noses, and they got together and disliked him.
Someone said, "This guy stinks, let's stay away from him, or we'll get stinky too!"
One of the red-nosed children remembered his sadness: "My mother won't let me become stinky, I will be spanked when I go back! Last time I played in the mud, I was scolded by my mother, woo woo woo …”
The only little girl among them was nervous and said in a low voice, "Is he a beggar? I have seen a beggar who would rob people to eat. Let's go quickly, walk around the woods over there, he sees a beggar. It looks scary…”
Listening to these children's mouths of "stinky" mouths without any restraint, and treating them as beggars without long eyes, the anger in Yang Yuanhang's heart could not be suppressed almost instantly.
He looked at the group of poor and uneducated children, and scolded fiercely: "Little beasts who have mothers and no mothers!"
Although the children are young, they can understand the words of swearing, not to mention that he has a vicious face, and he doesn't look like a good person!
Most of the little boys were very temperamental. When they saw him swearing, they immediately forgot about going around him, and stood there and yelled at him.
"Stinky beggar!"
"You are the beast, or the stinking beast! The stinky one just came out of the cesspool!"
Although Yang Yuanhang is an adult, but he only has one mouth, he was surrounded by a group of children and couldn't retaliate.
He was scolded and his face turned red and his heart was sullen. He was about to wave his crutches to scare the group of little bastards away, but the crutches were suddenly grabbed by a strong force, and then pushed back fiercely.
Yang Yuanhang was immediately brought to the ground, his injured leg hurt, but he couldn't stand Ali no matter what, and dust fluttered on the ground.
A middle-aged woman came out from the side at some point, hugged one of the children, and spat at him more viciously than Yang Yuanhang!
In addition to their work, rural women scolded people the most swiftly. When they caught Yang Yuanhang, it was like opening a machine gun, and scolded him bloody.
"You are an old beast with no mother, where is the second-rate, you are picking up children and bullying!"
"Oh... I said how do you look so familiar? Isn't that the son of the old Yang family who cheated on a little girl to get married? You still have the face to come back? If I were you, I would hit my head on a stone pillar first, It can be regarded as preserving a little reputation for the family!"
"Would you like to see your banner, it's hanging on the other side of the woods, the peaches in the woods are ripe this month, and every time our villagers go to pick the fruit, they can see it clearly!"
"Treasure, don't play with this pervert, you'll be infected as a pervert if you look twice!"
After the middle-aged woman finished scolding, she walked away with a childish humming, and the remaining children pointed at Yang Yuanhang and scolded a few perverts, and they all dispersed.
Yang Yuanhang's brain was dizzy after being scolded, and his body hurt again. After struggling on the ground for a long time, he was helped by Yang's mother, who had returned from pushing the car, and entered the room.
Knowing what happened to him just now, Mother Yang didn't say anything, just glanced at him with gloomy eyes, and went to do her own thing.
Life in the countryside is very hard, even harder than when Yang Yuanhang rented a basement before.
Since the family was poor, Yang's mother was very frugal, picking up the cheapest food and clothing, but within a few days, Yang Yuanhang couldn't take it anymore and lost his temper when he saw the vegetables in the bowl.
However, Mother Yang had already lost her previous patience with him. Seeing him making a fuss, she scolded him even more fiercely. After slapping him twice on the head, she took the bowl in front of him away. eat!
Yang Yuanhang was hungry for a day, and he was dizzy and dizzy. He didn't dare to say anything in the future. Whatever Mother Yang did, he would eat what he honestly wanted.
In addition to not eating well, what makes Yang Yuanhang more painful is that he still has to work!
He had bad legs and feet, and couldn't do the work in the field. Mother Yang pushed all the work at home on him, such as sweeping the floor to choose vegetables, feeding chickens and pigs, it was extremely dirty.
But Yang Yuanhang didn't dare to quit, because if he didn't, Mother Yang would starve him.
Although he was often enslaved by his mother at home, Yang Yuanhang could not go out, but he still did not want to go out.
Because every time he went out, he would meet the villagers who pointed at him.
Those people were full of disgust, and when they saw him approaching, they would exaggerately avoid him, as if he was the source of some plague, and they would get sick if they got closer.
Yang Yuanhang simply didn't go out to humiliate himself, but even like this, it couldn't stop people from throwing stones at their house in the middle of the night, and the windows were smashed several times.
After a few months, something good happened.
The injury on Yang Yuanhang's leg has stabilized a lot. Although it is still a slope, at least he can walk without crutches.
He was finally in a better mood. He picked up the phone that he had not used for a long time, and looked through the circle of friends. Suddenly, he found that several of his former classmates had opened studios, and they were recruiting painters for a long time, both offline and online. Yes, as long as there is a network can do.
Yang Yuanhang used to look down on online work, and felt that it was a loss of value, but now he looks at these jobs and finds that this is probably the only way out for him now.
Although he used to be dismissive of these classmates and ignored them, but he didn't make any bad friends. After all, he was a classmate. Now he lowers his body to ask for a job, he can't fail to ask for it, right
So Yang Yuanhang put down the air and went to tell these classmates that he could pick up the job.
The result was unsatisfactory.
[Sorry, Yuanhang, we have enough people here for the time being.]
[I'm really sorry Lao Yang, we don't need it in our studio for the time being, I'll definitely think of you next time I have a chance.]
[Recently the market is saturated, we really can't afford it, otherwise you go to xx to ask?]
…
He asked several people in a row, and all of them were rejected without exception.
There was something wrong with Yang Yuanhang's intuition, but the reasons for those people's refusal were very high-sounding.
Even someone was annoyed by his questioning, and even blocked him directly and ruthlessly.
Yang Yuanhang became more and more anxious. He was sure that something must have happened that he didn't know about!
He asked almost all of his classmates. In the end, only one classmate told him the truth through an anonymous message of the software out of the last bit of friendship.
[Yuanhang, the fact that you are gay and cheating on marriage was posted to our school forum a month ago, you... you better stop asking, everyone has to save face.]
With a click, the phone in Yang Yuanhang's hand fell to the ground, and a deep crack broke out on the screen.