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Chapter Twenty

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    Living is a track with proper matching of large and small chords, with low range, high range, prelude, mixed jumps, low tides and dullness, and the highest point before the end. Sometimes life is a song that repeats continuously.  Even the two generations sometimes play repeatedly.  Of course, with the skill of Destiny's plucking, after some subtle changes have occurred, even if it is repeated, the feeling will be different.

    On October 1, 1984, the 35th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, when the grand parade passed through Tian-an-men, a striking banner reading "Hello, Xiaoping" was displayed in the parade of Peking University.  It's so warm and cozy.  Touched sour.

    In the previous life, the three brothers were dirty and smelly, chattering while watching the military parade, and were kicked out by the adults in advance.  Zhao Xuewen was anxious to watch TV, so he stuck his head against the iron grille of the window to watch.  He was fascinated by watching TV, and was too greedy. In the end, he stuck a big head in someone's window and couldn't get it out.  That night, when someone else was having dinner, the three brothers of the Zhao family were punished by kneeling.  Because Zhao Xuewen was too embarrassing, his father scolded him as a dog who doesn't know how to be ashamed and ugly.

    In this life, the children of the Zhao family were taken to the Wang family early to sit on the sofa, eating melon seeds and eating cleaned grapes and apples.  Mama Wang made dumplings with three delicacies stuffing.  The children eat round bellies.

    Wang Xi was a little fragile today, and he was a little agitated by the atmosphere on TV.  He kept crying and feeling embarrassed.  So every time he took the opportunity of scratching his head, he quietly wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

    Turning his head sideways, Zhao Xuejun looked up and down the young Wang Xi who was trying to hide his tears. The fourteen-year-old Wang Xi was jumping up and down like a chicken blood.  Last year, he may still have some childlike flavor, innocent and playful.  He fears his father and believes in all ghost stories and legends.  This year, Wang Xi has followed in the footsteps of Zhao Xuewen and started to dream about what he will do when he grows up in the future, and how awesome he will be.  He began to criticize the world and deny his father.  Whenever he talked about something, he could always talk about his father, his dead-headedness, and the helpless generation gap between them in a roundabout way.  He said that he didn't bother to argue with his father, and that one day, he would do something big and make the whole world look at him with admiration.

    Wang Xi's eyelashes are very long, and because of crying, those eyelashes stick together in pinches.  His skin, which has been exposed to the sun all year round, is dark, and the thickness of his mouth is even when viewed from the side, but the exposed teeth are a little crooked.  Obviously, Wang Xi eats too much sugar and doesn't like to brush his teeth before going to bed.  He is more like his mother, and Wang Xi's mother is a beautiful and euphemistic southern woman.  I heard that in the past, she seemed to be the flower of a small village well-known in ten miles and eight villages.

    "What do you think I am doing?" Feeling that something was wrong, Wang Xi turned his head and gave Zhao Xuejun a look.

    The lower lip was slightly pouting, and the corners of the mouth were slightly raised. Zhao Xuejun smiled and pointed to his eyes: "I see you crying!"

    "Crying? You're the one crying! Hmph, repeater!" Wang Xi sneered, and immediately knew he was wrong. He turned his head to look at Zhao Xuejun. Zhao Xuejun turned his head and continued to stare at the TV indifferently, but ignored him.  .

    This year's summer vacation ended, and Zhao Xuejun was supposed to go to junior high school, but because he had been ill for more than half a year, his family felt that it was right to go to the fifth grade of elementary school again, so Gao Juzi didn't ask the child's opinion at all, and just went through the formalities for him  .

    It's true that the more you live, the more you will go back. Zhao Xuejun is probably the only one who has been reborn.  Unable to resist, Zhao Xuejun had no choice but to carry his schoolbag, and was forced to stay in the primary school with only the sound of camel bells in his ears.  Repeating a grade really doesn't matter to Zhao Xuejun, he just hates the nursery rhyme that always surrounds him recently: Zhao Xuejun!  The repeater sold peanuts, but he couldn't sell peanuts to the doctor. The doctor said he was a good student, but who knew he was a repeater.

    Zhao Xuejun really wanted to look up to the sky and shout: I just had a car accident!

    He talked to his mother, and even, he is willing to take the junior high school exam, but this is an age without human rights, parents will not ask you if you are willing, you just listen to the arrangement.  Anyway, they are there for you.  If you don't listen, you are treasonous!  My eldest brother is in his first year of high school this year, so he doesn't live on campus, but lives at home.  Originally, the family hoped that the eldest brother would go to a technical secondary school, and the technical secondary school in 1984 was very impressive.  Just when the eldest brother and the whole family were hesitating, the grandma who had never understood these things suddenly broke out and insisted that her grandson go to high school and take the college entrance examination.  Zhao Jianguo is a dutiful son, although he still doesn't understand why his mother is so persistent in his grandson going to college.  At the critical moment, he still respected his mother's opinion and sent a letter asking his son to apply for Wanlin No. 1 Middle School.

    Zhao Xuejun won't tell his family members. For a long time, he has been nagging a certain concept in his grandmother's ear: a technical secondary school is equivalent to a scholar, and a high school graduate.He was instantly recognized.  Although he was wearing very shabby clothes, although he squatted there like an old farmer with a disheveled face, watching the well.  Zhao Xuejun could still recognize the backbone that belonged to his father, and he yelled: "Dad!"

    Zhao Jianguo stood up, looked sideways, then laughed and introduced to others: "This is my third son, the youngest baby." After speaking, he ran over, walked up to his son and knelt down, and looked at him affectionately:  "I shouldn't have called you here. I've suffered, I've suffered." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, touched his son's head and asked, "Is your chest tight?"

    Zhao Xuejun burst into tears, shook his head again and again, hugged his father and said: "Dad, why don't you stop doing it, go home, I will support you."  , lost three laps, and aged ten years.  He swore that he would let his father enjoy the blessings in this life, and he could eat whatever he wanted.

    "Stinky boy, what are you talking about, the water is about to come out, your father and I, in this life are just worthless, and you will be suffocated to death." Zhao Jianguo picked up his son, hugged his son vigorously, and then put him down.  The mountain baby over there roared with laughter, expressing disdain.  As their father and son walked, Zhao Jianguo babbled: "When I came here, I felt that this life is not worth living. It is a loss to the people here. You said that Dad earns tens of dollars a month, and eats rice and white noodles.  , I still complain every day, I have suffered before, and I feel that I should enjoy the blessings. Heywrong, all wrong"

    Walking to the well, Zhao Jianguo put his son down, pointed to the deep well and said, "Son, this is Dad's well." After he finished speaking, he introduced his baby to the villagers.  The mouth of the well did not move.

    Zhao Xuejun obediently sat on the stone millstone beside him, looking at his father. After a while, Zhao Xuewen and the others ran back in a hurry.  They have been playing around here for a while, and they have been feeling emotional for a while.  Seeing Zhao Xuejun, they came over very excitedly and chattered a lot, and after finishing speaking, they dragged him and ran away.  It probably means that there is a surprising place at the entrance of the village, and Zhao Xuejun must not be able to guess what it is.

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