When Ruoxi opened the door, she saw her mother in her forties looked like a fifty-year-old, her mother was too tired.
His father, Xue Zhiqiang, was ill, and raised more than 30 sheep at home to maintain the family's expenses.
Mother Yang Airong grows more than ten acres of land at home. She raises chickens and pigs at home. Every year, she sells one of the two pigs for the family's expenses.
Even the eggs laid by the dozen or so old hens are used for children to go to school.
There are seven people in the family, Ruoxi's elder brother, elder sister, younger brother, younger sister, and parents.
The elder brother is five years older than Ruoxi, the elder sister is three years older than Ruoxi, and the younger sister and younger brother are twins.
My brother does odd jobs in the cement field, and the salary is one hundred yuan a month.
My sister works in a brick yard. She is a bricklayer. She drags freshly baked tiles every day and piles them up. I heard that it is very hard work, and food and shelter are included.
My sister has only worked for half a month and cannot get her salary back.
Brother divides the annual festival expenses into three stages.
They are respectively; May Festival, August Festival, and then Chinese New Year!
The younger siblings are still in school, and Ruoxi has only been in school for two years.
Last year, I planted trees in the forest farm. I was busy with five months of work in the summer, and it cost 90 yuan a month, and I had to work every month.
Ruoxi took the lunch box, "Mom, go eat quickly, it will get cold in a while, don't worry, I will take care of myself!"
Ruoxi turned around quickly, she couldn't bear to look at her mother a few more times, she understood how much her mother was reluctant and worried.
But this is life, and sometimes it is forced by the situation, and you cannot have any reason.
If she doesn't go, how will the people in the first class get along with each other when they meet again? For money, for a better life and more money, then you have to fight.
Ruoxi walked out of the house, walked eastward, turned left at 200 meters, walked directly on the fine sand road at 300 meters, and walked eastward all the way.
The autumn night is a bit cool, the cricket's cry pierces the night sky, and the frogs in the rice fields;
Ruoxi walked quickly on the right side of the sandy road, accompanied by the fine sand under her feet, the sound of stepping on, "SandSandShusha", rhythmic footsteps, the sand is also rustling, sometimes when stepping on large sand grains , is the sound of "creak creak".
The crowing of frogs, the chirping of crickets, and the sound of rustling footsteps, apart from these, everything is quiet.
There are occasionally one or two lights in the distance, half-sized poplar trees on both sides of the road, and occasionally a pile of cuboid sandbags with shapes and distances on both sides of the road.
In this way, she walked out of the village, walked through the wheat field, and saw another village in front of her. After passing through the village, she was three miles away from home, and this was when she was walking fast and tight.
The night sky secretly hung one star after another.
She walked through the village, and there was a crossroad in front of her. She turned left and walked onto the real main road, which leads to the town, the north-south main road.
Ruoxi walked to the right side quickly, she was a little nervous now, she was 17 years old, running fast, with the lunch box in her hand, swinging back and forth.
Ruoxi really wants to throw away this obstructive lunch box now, she is thinking at this moment, it is better to bring the wheel fast, if her bicycle is not broken, she will be almost there by now.
As she was running, she heard Grandma Li from the East Yard, who muttered every day: "One wheel is faster than two legs, and two wheels are faster than four legs!
A relative is worse than an outsider, and a relative who is three steps is not as good as two steps.
? Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and a close neighbor can relieve poverty by serving a bowl of water.
Poor in Dachuan, no one asks, but rich in the mountains have distant relatives. "
Ruoxi ran and thought about it, unconsciously, she ran a mile, she was still young, except for a little control, she didn't feel too tired. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com