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    The atmosphere on Sunday morning was not pleasant. Song Loutang, who hadn't rested all night, followed Wang Yibin to find someone to settle accounts.  Between the lines of what they said, Zhao Xuejun could tell that there was no such thing as Wang Yibin having such a pair of discerning eyes for discovering good things. The things were at best an interesting story made up by a person who resells antiques.  And the introducer of this deal was the fat man who was going to fight with Song Liaowang, no wonder.

    A piece of overweight iron lump is mass-produced from a mold, buried in a kang wall and smoked for a year, and given a legendary story after it is taken out, it can be transformed into tens of thousands of dollars.  For people like Wang Yibin who have suddenly become rich, it is better to say that they are paying a stupid fee for a story that raises their value, rather than collecting objects for hobby.  They don't even understand what it means to collect cultural products.  These people don't even go to a book for a little bit of history for an antique.

    This is only 1990, and the antique market has begun to recover.  In addition to progress, it is inevitable that it will inevitably start to regress. Some old tricks used by those antique dealers before liberation are equally applicable, and even more useful.

    Song Loutang hurriedly asked the driver to take Zhao Xuejun to a hotel in the provincial capital, and he promised that when he came back, he would take Zhao Xuejun to visit all the good shops in the provincial capital, whatever he wanted.  After Zhao Xuejun heard the promise of the truckload, he just smiled and didn't take it seriously.  According to Song Liaowang's thinking, he felt that at most he could buy Zhao Xuejun a basketball or something.  Zhao Xuejun doesn't like the feeling of being pushed around like a child.

    There was a lot of traffic and people crowded outside the car window.  Even if it is Sunday, this unique phenomenon in the early 1990s, ten years after the reform and opening up, affects the streets and alleys of the entire provincial capital.  People are always in such a hurry and always seem to be racing against time.  People are running hard, but they don't know what they want, what to chase?  They seem to be chasing a story, chasing some legends, just like Kuafu, one of the distant ancestors of the Shanxi people.  He wanted to see the sun, and he spent his life walking in that direction, never thinking of turning back.  Shanxi people have always been like that, simple, honest, and obedient. If you give Shanxi people a goal, just say it casually.  It's heartbreaking.

    Zhao Xuejun didn't go to the hotel. He is a student now, so if he is absent from class, he will have to ask for leave.  So, he just asked the driver to take him to an old alley in the provincial capital.  In the past, when the uncle who lived in the provincial capital brought things from the provincial capital to his hometown, except for some rare items that could not be bought in small towns, the uncle¡¯s family liked to bring some vinegar from the old alleys of the provincial capital to his hometown.  Zhao Xuejun was very curious about the smell of old vinegar brewed from ancient well water.  That kind of vinegar is not sour and fragrant as it is called in writing, but the ancient well water has a sweet taste and so on.  He simply likes the thickness of the ancient well and the strong nostalgia unique to Shanxi people.

    After getting out of the car, after Zhao Xuejun said goodbye to the driver, he called his mother Gao Juzi at the alley, but the mother did not turn on the phone.  Her mobile phone has only one function, which is to put it in the middle of the table when doing business, to raise its value.  In desperation, Zhao Xuejun took out the few dozen yuan he had, bought a plastic jug with a capacity of ten kilograms, made ten kilograms of vinegar, and carried the pot for seventeen or eight miles before reaching the provincial capital.  A small restaurant by the road from the city to Wanlin City.  Putting down the heavy vinegar pot, Zhao Xuejun searched twice at the entrance of the small restaurant, and finally found a freight car from the Wanlin City Transportation Company.  He waited for a while, and the driver returned to the car after he was full. Zhao Xuejun hurriedly smiled and greeted him in his local dialect:

    "Uncle! Are you going back to Wanlin?"

    "What's the matter?"

    "I'll come back too, is the money gone?"

    "Wan Lin and the like?"

    "What about the old locust tree on North Street?"

    "let's go!"

    Zhao Xuejun got into the car, and the driver gave him an apple.  They chatted about the little things in their hometown in their local dialect, and slowly left this prosperous place.  This trip to the provincial capital looked like a joke to Zhao Xuejun, it started with a joke and ended with a joke.  From the beginning to the end, he was regarded as a stubborn country boy with only some special hobbies.  Wang Yibin did not show more respect to Zhao Xuejun because of his relationship with Beijing.  In his opinion, those old guys who are always sour and should have been decayed long ago are not cute.  Just like his grandfather, his words are full of nagging, critical and inappropriate.

    It was a bumpy road again. It was already midnight on Sunday when Zhao Xuejun returned home. He took a shower and slept until half the morning of the next day. At this time, the two classes of the school had ended.

    Opening the flip cover of the desk, Zhao Xuejun took out the textbook for the third class, and he saw it again.??It was the first time that I left my family and lived alone in a foreign land, guarding the huge student dormitory to celebrate the New Year. The shower-like sound of firecrackers in the center of the city outside the window made me sad. When I turned on the radio, all the channels were congratulating the New Year Later, the captain knocked on the dormitory  The teacher and his wife also came. They asked me to go home with them to eat dumplings. I went and ate a whole pot of vinegar from the captain¡¯s house. You don¡¯t know that they were all frightened by me. In fact, vinegar from other places is really tasteless.  of.

    After the New Year, I received a letter from my mother, and she sent me another thousand dollars.  You don't know how big a stir the mother's money order of 1,000 yuan caused in the school, and the captain even thought that something happened to me?  He called me to the office and gave me a hard reprimand, and made the decision for me to mail the money back to our home.  Xuejun, you probably don't know, but in the days that followed, I was again confused by our mother's one thousand yuan remittance slip.  When I went out with my classmates, they always asked me to treat them, and I didn't owe them anything, so I refused repeatedly.  So, they called me Mr. Zhao again

    I walked through the campus in my own way, and began to be silent. I'm not saying how different I am, after all, I went out to see how small this school is compared to the outside world.  After all, our mother has become a trendy figure in this era, and she has earned an asset that cannot be surpassed by the combined assets of all the families in the school.  While I am proud of my mother, at the beginning, I also made a mistake of looking down on people.  I took out the tape recorder to show off, and I wore the brand-name jacket my mother bought I went in and out with some classmates from good families, and I tried to find the same topics as them, and gradually my popularity became better.  He even became the leader of some associations.  You know Xuejun, my brother's calligraphy and ink painting are pretty good.

    I walked through my nineteen years in a daze, getting more and more confused, not only I was confused, my mentor, my captain, these officers who served in the army and earned very little salary, they were also confused, outside  There are more and more households with ten thousand yuan, and the stories of the rich have also come to the campus along with the legend.  I never dared to tell the school about family affairs, but some students still dare.  I remember one day when get out of class was over, one of our classmates took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to the team leader who was doing well.  I will always remember the embarrassment of the team leader putting a pack of cigarettes worth less than 80 cents into his pocket.  He was holding the box of cigarettes, his eyes were full of loss at that moment, and I was sore again We soldiers, us soldiers, what are we stubbornly holding on to!

    Three years of college life, this is a very fast time, I changed three times in three years, and during the last change, I decided not to follow anything.  Xuejun, you are now a sophomore in high school. I share my experience with you because I am afraid that you will be confused about the way forward due to your delicate thoughts and over-sensitivity.  Today, I want to tell you a little story, which is beneficial to my life. I hope you can gain something after I tell it.

    ?Last summer vacation, my instructor took me back to northern Shaanxi.  There are many places in northern Shaanxi that are the same as our hometown, there are cave dwellings dug in the mountains, and there are simple folks.  My teacher, my wife, and I carried a lot of medicines and walked thirty miles before we came to a poor village like our Xiaoshantou Village.  The teacher's parents died a long time ago, but his cave dwelling was well taken care of by the villagers. Soon after returning home, the teacher opened a free clinic at home, and I also helped in the middle.

    Xuejun, you don¡¯t know, those simple villagers come from all over the world to see a doctor. After seeing a doctor, they never dare to empty their hands, even if they are a few catties of eggs and a catty of brown sugar.  They respectfully called me little doctor, old man, and the big hands of the old lady stroked my hands that had never suffered.  I saw grandma again, and those folks on the hill.  Only then did I realize how much I love the people on this land.  At that moment, I found myself again. I was just an ordinary student in a military medical university. I was destined to be a mentor in my whole life. The only thing I had to do was to relieve people¡¯s pain, regardless of my mother.  How rich, no matter how powerful my father was, that was just an answer sheet for their own life, not mine.

    ?The day before yesterday, my supervisor discussed with me that the military medical university originally had a five-year course, but he wanted me to go further and go deeper, and wanted to change it to seven years.  I didn't say no, I know what that means.  I'm not the best, I'm just the hardest working.  The teacher saw my heart that wanted to relieve the pain of others and my diligence.  Xuejun, I was very confused. My parents raised their children to guard against old age, and my mother hoped that I would go home every day. But now I made such a choice, which means that I can no longer be independent, and will become a burden for my mother for a long time.  I know that my mother will be happy and relieved when she hears it, but I can't bear it.  What a long seven years it will be, when I finish my studies, I will be twenty-five years old

    Xuejun, you are going to be admitted to university soon, I don¡¯t know your choice, the current situation in China is unpredictable, and the school is thriving, the school is the first step in our life choice.  Today I will share my thoughts with my younger brother, hoping that my younger brother will make a choice, and avoid detours.  Regarding my further study in medical school, I look forward to getting my brother's opinion, and I hope my brother will reply as soon as possible.

    Good health and happiness Zhao Xuewen May 20, 1990

    ? When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhao Xuejun wiped away his tears hastily. He looked at the poplar tree outside the window that had not moved for a long time. He must have been twenty-five years old when he graduated from the provincial sports team in his previous life.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The first step in student selection.  Today I will share my thoughts with my younger brother, hoping that my younger brother will make a choice, and avoid detours.  Regarding my further study in medical school, I look forward to getting my brother's opinion, and I hope my brother will reply as soon as possible.

    Good health and happiness Zhao Xuewen May 20, 1990

    ? When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhao Xuejun wiped away his tears hastily. He looked at the poplar tree outside the window that had not moved for a long time. He must have been twenty-five years old when he graduated from the provincial sports team in his previous life.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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