Ask for peace of mind

When Xu Wei'an woke up, it was still daylight, and there were more than 20 people snoring one after another in the dormitory. Xu Wei'an yawned, got out of bed and folded the quilt lightly, and then went to the water room to wash.

The water room is on the shaded side of the dormitory building, and before the power-on time, it is dark and quietly revealing a chill, which is very eerie.Xu Wei'an quickly turned on the water, washed up, and heaved a sigh of relief after getting away from the water room.He is not timid, but he heard that people were hanged in the water room before, and every day he got up early to wash alone, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that something was blowing a dark wind on his neck, and his heart was trembling.

Their teaching building is a single-sided building with a playground behind it. There is a cinder-paved runway and four basketball hoops on the playground.In physical education class, some boys would pat the peeled basketballs for fun. Xu Wei'an had never played basketball before. He mostly ran along the 400-meter track for the whole class.The rest of the playground was covered with weeds all the year round. Except for the students who were arranged by the school to do free labor every year in late spring and early summer, no one had the time to clean it up.

Because it is a single-sided building, there are always students who will dispose of their own waste through the window, and there is inevitably a lot of garbage on the playground.Every spring, when the northwest wind blows, besides cinders, there are all kinds of garbage bags and waste paper flying all over the playground.

Xu Wei'an discovered that selling waste paper could make money in his first year of junior high school.At that time, he had just passed the entrance examination in the town, Wen Di asked Sun Lin to bring him a set of stationery and a new schoolbag to congratulate him on passing the entrance examination to junior high school with good grades.He wanted to return a gift, but searched the town and found nothing interesting.He was the waste collection station he discovered at that time, it was quite far from the school, and it took about two hours to walk.But Xu Wei'an doesn't think it's hard work, he has hope in his heart, even if life is hard, he can make it sweet.

After running around the playground for two laps, Xu Wei'an picked up the bag placed at the entrance of the playground to pick up waste paper.Xu Wei'an usually prepares two bags, one for waste paper that still has space left, and the other for waste paper that has no room for use.After returning, he spread out the blank paper one by one and pressed it under the textbook, and took it out as straw paper after it was flattened.He put the snakeskin bag containing waste paper in the corner behind the playground, where shrubs grew all the year round, and no one cleaned it up, forming a natural barrier.

When he was about to go home on a Saturday afternoon, he usually carried a snakeskin bag full of waste paper to the waste station to sell, and then walked home.Waste paper costs five cents a catty, Xu Weian can pick up dozens of catties a week, and it costs more than one yuan to sell it to a waste collection station.Except for winter and summer vacations, Xu Wei'an can earn more than 60 yuan by picking up waste paper for a year.This is not a small amount of income. He gets 55 yuan a year for tuition and miscellaneous fees, and there is still some leftover after paying.He basically used the rest of the money to buy things for his younger siblings and Wendi.He learned from Wen Di that he didn't need to pay tuition fees to go to college, and after the school had subsidies, he never gave Sun Lin any more money.

After rummaging through the litter box, the morning task is done.In fact, there are still some bottles in the trash can, such as iron sheets can be sold, the price is much more expensive than paper, but Xu Wei'an doesn't touch them.Because he found an old lady with thinning white hair and wearing clothes that were so patched that the original color could not be seen, she trembled every morning to pick up these things, and occasionally picked up some leftovers from students, but the old lady never I don't pick up waste paper, presumably because I'm old and it's inconvenient to hold bulky things.No matter how poor Xu Wei'an is, he can still have enough to eat, but he knows that some people are really poor and cannot afford to eat.Seeing the situation of the old lady, he just picked up waste paper, anyway, it was enough to pay his tuition and miscellaneous fees by picking up waste paper.

Xu Wei'an and the old lady bumped into each other a few times, Xu Wei'an was not very good at talking, and the old lady didn't seem to have any intention of talking.Sometimes the old lady picked up too much, so Xu Wei'an would help the old lady carry the things to the school gate (they are a closed school, and I don't know how the old lady got in), the old lady didn't say thank you, but smiled and waved to Xu Wei'an. He waved his hand, said hello to the guard and left the school gate.

Many years later, Xu Wei'an found out from Xu Qing that the old lady had white hair and black hair, and was picking up trash to pull out her grandson all by herself.Her grandson is three grades higher than Xu Wei'an and the others, and he is a very responsible and nice man.This is Xu Qing's story, going round and round, fate made a big circle.

Xu Wei'an tidied up his things, and it was a genius. From the playground, we could see that the lights of each dormitory were turned on one after another.Xu Wei'an didn't go back to the classroom, he took out the English book he was carrying and began to read in a low voice.

Guessing that the classroom was almost full, Xu Wei'an finished his English morning reading and went back to the third grade (1) class.

"Xu Wei'an, are you running again?" Xu Qing in the front seat covered his face with a book and yawned, then turned around and asked in a low voice.She stayed up late the night before and read a book until late, and only slept for less than six hours, and now she can't keep her eyes open.

Xu Qing and Xu Wei'an were only assigned to the same class when they were reclassified in the third year of junior high school.In junior high school, boys and girls were not allowed to sit at the same table. They were similar in stature, and they were arranged at the front and back tables.

"Ah."

"Oh my God, the high school entrance examination is almost here, and you still have time to run. I adore you so much." Xu Qing's originally misty eyes widened, and his voice became louder.The deskmate next to her had already started reading early, seeing that she was still talking nonsense, she couldn't help but glared at her.

Xu Qing stuck out her tongue and turned around to read the book peacefully.

Xu Wei'an smiled, and his subordinates kept changing the English books into Chinese textbooks and started reading.

In fact, he doesn't sleep for six hours a day, but it may be that his two years of running, rain or shine, have strengthened his body a lot. Others are exhausted from the high school entrance examination, but he is still full of energy.It's just that he's bothered about his height.In the third year of junior high school, all the boys started to draw bars. Except for him, the rest of the boys in their class were taller than the girls, and he was only one or two centimeters taller than Xu Qing, who was the shortest in his class.

Xu Qing is a violent woman, Xu Wei'an complained about her height, she unceremoniously raised her fist to teach him a lesson, yelling, are you referring to Sang Huai and calling me short.Xu Wei'an doesn't have the same knowledge as girls, but he doesn't want to lose face. Although Xu Qing is just full of arrogance, his fists are just for show. After he complained to Xu Qing once, he never talked about this topic with Xu Qing again. .But he is still distressed, he has no choice but to write to Wen Di, and ask Wen Di to comfort his sensitive and fragile teenage heart.

Wendi's reply, "An'an, you are only 13 years old, and there is a lot of room for growth. I was about the same height as you when I was 13 years old. Don't worry."

Xu Wei'an was healed immediately, thinking of Wendi's tall figure of 1.8 meters, he was very happy, maybe he could grow up to be like Wendi brother in the future.

When Xu Wei'an was in junior high school, he and Wen Di wrote frequently, basically once a week or two.Wen Di is very patient and can reply every letter in time.Later, Xu Wei'an found out that Wen Di was very busy, so he changed it to a letter once a month, but the thickness of the letter was considerable.If he has any doubts, difficulties, or encounters with funny things, he will write them in letters. He can write more than ten pages of letter paper a month.I don't know how Wen Di feels, the letters may not be answered in time, but I still reply to every letter.

Xu Wei'an thought, there is really no better person than Wen Di in this world.When he thought of Wen Di, his heart was full of happiness and hope.