Pang Chongbin spent two days at Zuoqiu Cai's house, then returned to his home and continued to wait for the university admission notice. Although Zuoqiu didn't feel any anxiety in his heart, but seeing the look in his parents' expectant eyes, he was also scolding the school in his heart, and he didn't send the admission notice sooner.
In his previous life, Zuoqiu was not so calm. At that time, he didn't want to go to the county to see the list of students who had received the university admission notice hung at the entrance of the school. Go to the neighboring county and check your admission status online. Thinking back to the scene now, Zuo Qiu really felt bitter tears.
On August 23rd, Zuoqiu unexpectedly received a call from the teacher of the student office of the school, asking him to go to the school to receive the admission letter from the university. After Zuoqiu told his parents the news, he looked at them with relief and felt guilty. It is now time to cross over. If he could make it one year in advance, he might have to study hard, try to get better grades, and get a better school.
Now I think these are useless. Zuoqiu took the money from his father to buy a mobile phone, and went to the town to take a car with ease, and went to the county school to get the notice.
When I arrived at the county town, I received the paper bag from the express mail service, and really settled my mind and called Pang Chongbin. This time Pang Chongbin's mother answered that Pang Chongbin had already gone to the city. Now they don't have a mobile phone. Although this small county is not big, the chance of two people meeting is very small.
Minimal is not impossible. When I wandered boringly on the street in Zuoqiu and inspected the market of satchels, I really met Pang Chongbin. He and a few friends he knows are also pressing on the road!
Several people met and greeted each other. Pang Chongbin saw the paper bag in Zuo Qiucai's hand, and said with a smile: "Are you here to get the notice too?" He raised his hand, and there was a paper bag for express mail in his hand, and continued: "It's such a thing. Son, let us have to endure more than ten years in school! Now that we have it in our hands, there is not much jinliang. Even if we sell waste paper, we can’t sell it for two cents!"
Those few people all came to receive the notice, and they laughed when Pang Chongbin said this. Zuoqiu said: "Its value is not in weight, but in the meaning it represents!"
Several people who have been promoted to college students seem to be so energetic, and there are a few dollars in their pockets, so they can discuss and have a drink. Several people called for a solicitation trip, went to the bar street in the county town, picked a familiar one, walked in, booked a private room, bought beer, and various snacks, and vented happily.
This wine was drunk from noon until midnight. In the memory of Zuoqiu's previous life, he fell down before sitting down, and later he drank alcohol. This time I gained experience, plus a few more years of drinking age, and I was good at drinking, and I even persisted to the end. After the checkout, a few people hooked their shoulders on their backs, and walked out staggeringly, crying and howling in the quiet, empty streets in the dead of night, so cool!
Turning to the early morning on the street, a few of them couldn't hold on anymore, and the most bulging companion paid for it, found a small hotel, fell asleep, and regained energy at twelve o'clock at noon.
The companion with the most bulging pockets also came to the city to buy a mobile phone. In the previous life, Zuoqiu was dragged into the water by him and bought that expensive parallel mobile phone. This time he did not listen to his fascination. , I didn't start in this small county. I wanted to wait for the Greentown to buy an old model that was cheaper and also free phone bills.
The admission notice stated that the report time was September 2nd and 3rd. Pang Chongbin’s report was the same as him. The two agreed to go to Greentown by car together on the 1st day. Having a good relationship with a few previous lives, but in this life he didn't want to say goodbye to their friends who had too much socializing, Zuo Qiu took their long-awaited university admission notice and went home.
When I got home, my parents breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the notice. The elder sister who was already pregnant and expecting to give birth came back to her natal family on purpose when she heard the news. The third uncle, who was in the northeast, also called back to inquire, and said that if he had difficulty with tuition, he would talk.
Zuo Qiucai's father immediately ran to the nearby village and found a film projectionist to show a few movies to celebrate this year's most important event at home. Originally, according to Zuoqiu's intention, this is completely unnecessary, because a neighbor has a college entrance examination this year, which is better than Zuoqiu's, and there is no such extravagance. But seeing his father's overjoyed expression, he swallowed his words.
In the next few days, Zuoqiu was at home to calculate his plan; his mother was busy with the luggage he was going to bring, and his father was busy giving him a poverty certificate and all the things he needed to apply for a student loan. formalities.
On the night of August 31, 2006, Zuoqiu's family of three sat on the sofa in the main room, with his mother's packed luggage next to him, holding the few thousand dollars in his hand, and Zuoqiu listened. Following the instructions of his father.
After Zuoqiu entered high school, their father and son never had such a conversation. Perhaps it is because the father thinks that his son has grown up and has been studying for so many years. He understands the truth more than himself. He doesn’t need to be verbose anymore, but at one of the most critical moments in the son’s life, The father, who has been busy with his children all his life, still has some unpleasant words in his heart.
His father glanced at the silent Zuo Qiucai, and said slowly: "You know more about other principles than I do, so I won't talk about it anymore. I have always believed that, as the son of a farmer, if you want to stand out, you You have to rely on studying. Neither your mother nor I have much culture or ability, and can't give you a better life. In the future, you will have to work hard on your own!"
Zuo Qiu smiled and said loudly, "Dad! Mom! Don't worry, my son will not let you down!"
When the father saw his son's steadfast expression, his nose felt sore, and his eyes were hazy; the mother had wiped the corners of his eyes long ago.
Zuo Qiu only hugged the aging body of his mother who had never embraced him since he became an adult. He carefully wiped away the tears on his mother's wrinkled face, and said with a smile: "Mom, this should be a happy thing. Why are you crying! Waiting, waiting for your son to make money, take you to do beauty, do, radio wave lift, so that you can restore the demeanor of my dad in the past!'
His mother was amused by him, and raised her hand to beat him, the beating was gentler than "touching". "Mom doesn't want to do that, Radiowave Lifting, as long as you study hard and you will be able to stand out in the future and walk out of this small village, Mom will feel at ease!"
The father looked at their mother and son with a gratifying smile on his face.