A Lucky Coin

A total of two rounds, 3 minutes a round, 1 minute rest, less than 10 minutes of battle, I feel like I'm sweating on the first day of junior high school.

Coach He checked the points with his rival, and there was actually one more point on the first day of junior high school.

"How do you count?" said the enemy.

"One, two, three." Coach He was very happy, "How about my sweeping monk?"

"He's a good seed, you didn't let him practice with you?" The enemy looked at the first day of junior high school.

"He has no money," Coach He said, "He's working here."

The rival looked at Chu Chu again in surprise: "Young man, why don't you practice with me? I won't charge you."

"No," the first day of the junior high school smiled, "I want to work, and I just got a raise, and my salary is paid."

Coach He still counted on what he said. He said that if he wins, he will increase his salary by [-], and he will actually increase it. Once the increase has not changed for two or three months, he has become the floor sweeper with the highest salary and the shortest working hours in the boxing gym. .

Very rich.

He went to change a data plan for himself, so that he could continue to search for clues to "Xiao Li's barbecue" smoothly at home.

There is no shortcut, he can only use the most stupid way, he will search all the cities in the review software one by one, and he will carefully look at the pictures of every Xiao Li barbecue found.

Those who have a photo of a face can look at the photo of Yan Hang. For those without a face, he will write down the address in the coil book. He plans to use the panoramic map to go one by one. look.

Day by day is like a procedure that must be completed. I am not disappointed or looking forward to it. In short, I will not stop until I find him.

He has grown up so much, and he has never worked so hard on anything.

If this energy is used in studying, he will definitely be able to pass the university entrance exam.

"I'm going to work the day after tomorrow." Mom said while eating.

On the first day of junior high school, I looked up at my mother, and felt that I hadn’t heard her voice for a long time. He was at school during the day, and only had lunch at home at noon. After school, he went to the boxing gym. When he returned home, the whole family was already asleep.

"Where are you going?" Grandma asked.

"A colleague at the water station introduced me to a store that sells water purifiers," my mother said. "There is a low salary every month, and there is a commission for selling the machines."

"Selling water purifiers?" Grandma clicked her tongue, "How much money can you get? Can you sell the water purifier?"

"How about grandma, grandma, you go?" Chu glanced at grandma.

Mom froze for a moment, looking at him.

Grandma was also very shocked, she was stunned for at least three seconds before swiping her chopsticks towards his head.

Chuyi grabbed grandma's hand.

"It's the other way around!" Grandma yelled, and stood up to grab a stool.

On the first day of junior high school, he kicked the stool away with one kick.

"Did you see your son!" Grandma doubled her voice in shock, glared at her mother, and pointed to the first day of junior high school, "What did you teach!"

"I haven't taught it before," my mother took a bite of food, "I can't control him long ago, and I don't want to control him."

Grandpa, who had been silent all this time, suddenly jumped up and lifted the edge of the table.

The table was overturned by him, and the dishes were smashed to the ground.

The whole family froze in place, looking at grandpa.

On the first day of junior high school, I felt that my grandfather probably didn't know what he was doing or what he wanted to express. Anyway, he often did this, coming out of nowhere, in exchange for confusion.

Then he himself stood there not knowing what to do next.

On the first day of the first day, I got up, took my mobile phone and went out.

It was still early before the afternoon class, and he had no other place to go, so he had to go to the river.

The north wind blows very quickly, and he always pays attention to the weather in the first year of junior high school. He doesn't like winter very much, because his two down jackets that have been worn for several years can't bear the wind, and winter is too much for him.

But this year he didn't pay much attention. He didn't pay attention to when the autumn wind was cold or when the north wind blew. Maybe it was because he secretly bought two or three new clothes this year, so he didn't feel the cold.

It is also possible that there are too many things on his mind, and the weather has no room to think about it.

He was busy working, boxing, and looking for Xiao Li to barbecue.

If Xiao Li knows that someone is so persistent in looking for his barbecue restaurant every day, he will be very touched, and then he will ask Xiao Li to get him a VIP eating card.

Chu opened his arms and moved against the wind, took out his mobile phone, and took a few pictures of the riverside scenery, avoiding the riverside.

The rubbish on the riverside that was cleaned before is back.

On the first day of junior high school, I saw a large piece of garbage. Fortunately, it is cold now and there is no smell.

He turned around, and the tree hole was waiting for him quietly.

"I don't want to celebrate the New Year," he really felt that he had grown taller when he dug his face into the tree hole. Although it wasn't as hard as Yan Hang used to be, he had to take a good stride, "Think fast, hurry up For the senior high school entrance examination, I want to go to a foreign school, and then take a part-time job, and go traveling after the holiday."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, feeling a sense of liberation.

"If I go, go," he touched the trunk, "I'll think, you, you know me, all the secrets, secrets... hole, hole spirit."

After thinking for a while, he took out a small leather-clad steel coin from his pocket and pressed it on the tree trunk: "This is a coin, a coin, you two recognize each other, let's get to know each other."

After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, and after they got to know each other, he put the steel hammer back into his pocket, turned around and leaned against the tree trunk, and sighed softly.

The atmosphere in the school is already very tense. There are no self-study classes in the third year of junior high school, and the physical education class has also been cancelled. Only the first year of junior high school is calm.

Apart from listening to lectures in order to ensure that he can at least pass the technical secondary school entrance examination, he was still in a daze calmly at other times.

Now no one laughs at his grades anymore, and no one talks about what will happen if he doesn’t pass the high school exam. I think it’s pretty good in the first grade of junior high school. My mother didn’t ask about the midterm exam results. The final exam is coming soon, and there is no people mentioned.

When going to the boxing gym, Coach He asked, "Are you going to high school next year?"

"Yeah." Chuyi nodded while supporting the mop.

"Then you have to change your name to Senior One," said Coach He. "You've only had half a year left, are you still working part-time? You don't have time to study."

"I don't, I don't review," Chuyi said, "I review, it's a waste of time."

"The family doesn't care about you?" Coach He asked.

"It doesn't matter." Chu Yi smiled.

"All of you kids have their own ideas," Coach He said, "but it's good. No one can complain if you can't walk the path you choose."

"You can walk." Chu Yi said.

able to walk.

He has never been so energetic as he is now, let alone walking, he can also run.

When I ran to my aunt's car, my aunt sighed when she saw him: "You are different every day, why don't you send me a selfie every month, I'm afraid I won't know each other after a long time."

"Handsome, isn't it?" Chu Yi asked.

"So handsome, so handsome," the aunt said with a smile, and pointed to the back seat, "I brought some New Year's goods for your family. I don't think anyone in your family cares about it, right?"

"I care," Chu Yi said, "I used to run errands."

"Aren't you busy saving money to become the richest man now, take it," said the aunt, "Call me when you have time during the Chinese New Year, and I will take you to a big meal."

"Yeah." Chu opened the rear door and took out a big bag of New Year's goods.

If one day he can really leave here, grandparents, and aunt will be the people he misses the most.

People are very strange. For him, there are too many dark memories here, but in the end, all he can remember are good ones.

Grandpa is very kind to him, grandma is very kind to him, auntie is very kind to him, Coach He, Xiao Lin and the lady at the front desk are all very kind to him.

And Yan Hang.

In the past, during the Chinese New Year, Dad would bring some money back, and the company would send out some New Year’s goods. He would run errands, buy some more, set off hanging whips, eat in a daze, and then have a meal with his aunt and aunt, by the way A few fights, maybe even a fight if it's appropriate, and the Chinese New Year will be over like this.

This year is not so complicated. The situation at home does not need to celebrate the New Year at all.

I went to buy a scarf for my mother on the first day of the new year. I don't know why. He originally wanted to find the previous store, but it was a bit old, and that piece had been dismantled.

Mom's scarf, grandma's two cigarettes, and grandpa's thick woolen hat are not expensive, but this is the first time he has bought gifts for his family since his mother returned the scarf back then.

He also took a thousand out of the money he saved, wrapped a red envelope and put it in the scarf.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, he took out the gifts and put them on the table, taking out everything.

"This is for my grandma," he took out a cigarette, "I will smoke less from now on."

"Then you still buy me cigarettes?" Grandma clicked, took the cigarette over to look at it, and clicked again, "I'm rich, I'm here to show off to your grandma."

"I bought it from the commissary," looked at him in the first day of the junior high school, "you can return it and exchange it for money."

Before he took out the hat, grandpa reached into the bag by himself: "This hat is okay, but it's not as good as what I have now. The current things just don't work. I have worn this hat for more than ten years, and it doesn't matter. bad."

"Then you don't want it, give it back to him." Mom said.

Chu put the box containing the scarf in front of my mother: "Happy New Year."

Mom glanced at him, opened the box, frowned when she saw the scarf inside, stared at it for a while before taking it out, and sighed when she saw the red envelope under the scarf.

The presents are gone.

Except dad's one.

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't talk anymore, took the remote control, turned on the TV, and started to stare at the Spring Festival Gala in a daze.

"Click it—" Yan Hang yelled at Cui Yi, and he stood by the side of the mountain with a whip, waiting for Cui Yi to click on the other side.

The community property cleared an open space for the owner on the side of the mountain for everyone to set off firecrackers. At this moment, the firecrackers around were all lit, and they were the only ones still standing here.

"This fuze is a bit short—" Cui Yi yelled and answered, lit a lighter and studied, "I'll make it longer—"

"Old Cui!" Yan Hang was a little helpless, "I really didn't realize that you are so timid—"

"It's called being cautious—in case I'm killed—" Cui Yi shouted.

"I'm coming!" Yan Hang put the whip on the ground, walked over, and shouted into Cui Yi's ear, "Go and pick it!"

Cui Yi went over and picked up the pole.

In fact, just put it on the ground, but I don’t know why, the people in this community are all holding poles, which is probably the culture of the community?

Yan Hang looked at the fuze. It was indeed a bit short. Lighting it with a lighter would probably explode his hands. He took a cigarette out and lit it, and then touched the fuze with the cigarette butt.

This fuze was not only short, but also burned very fast, which greatly exceeded Yan Hang's expectations. When he saw the flashing sparks, he quickly threw the firecracker aside.

But he didn't pay attention to the direction, he threw it towards Cui Yi.

At the same time as the firecrackers exploded, Cui Yi jumped, turned around and ran away carrying the pole.

Yan Hang was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help laughing out loud, squatting on the ground and watching Cui Yi laughing so hard that he almost couldn't stand up.

After running for more than ten meters, Cui Yi remembered and threw the pole on the ground, ran back and kicked him on the butt: "You little bastard! Did you mean it!"

"Lawyer Cui," Yan Hang couldn't help but laugh, "You really opened my eyes today. I've seen you when the old man is afraid of being shot like this."

"Let's go!" Cui Yi picked up his clothes, "Go back to eat."

The New Year's Eve dinner was eaten at Cui Yi's house, just the two of them, no one else.

Yan Hang made an order, and Cui Yi bought all the ingredients as required, and he spent two hours cooking a table of dishes.

It's been a long time since he has put so much effort into cooking. Before Chinese New Year, he and his dad would go to restaurants to eat, which is more lively and has the atmosphere of Chinese New Year.

This year he was still thinking about how he should celebrate the New Year alone, whether he should apply for the class of Thirty's Children with the foreman, but he never thought that Cui Yi would be alone.

An orphan like Dad?

Or home is too far away to go back?

Or had a falling out with the family?

He didn't ask, he was used to not asking anything.

"I haven't been home for many years," Cui Yi picked up the wine glass, "It's the first time in so many years that I don't celebrate the New Year alone."

Yan Hang clinked glasses with him.

"Thank you." Cui Yi said.

"You're welcome." Yan Hang took a sip of his wine.

Cui Yi has the same habit as his father, having a table of big dishes and drinking Erguotou during the Chinese New Year.

After eating, Cui Yi sat on the sofa and waved to him: "Come on, give me a kowtow."

"Don't take advantage of this kind of advantage?" Yan Hang went over and sat beside him.

Cui Yi laughed, took out two red envelopes from his pocket, and handed one to him: "This is my lucky money for you."

"Thank you uncle," Yan Hang took it over, "Happy New Year Uncle Cui."

"This is from your father," Cui Yi handed over another red envelope, "Let me give it to you until you are 22 years old."

Yan Hang was stunned for a while, and took a long time to accept the red envelope, his eyes suddenly became sore.

"According to the pace of work after graduating from college, you don't start work until you are 22 years old, and then I won't give you the lucky money." Yan Hang can't remember when his father said this.

He didn't open the red envelopes of Cui Yi and his father. After watching the Spring Festival Gala with Cui Yi and returning to his residence, he pressed the red envelopes under the pillow.

It was past 0 o'clock, and the sound of firecrackers, which were not too dense outside, slowly subsided.

Yan Hang stood on the balcony, looking at the mountain surrounded by faint smoke.

Another year has passed.

It was a year I will never forget.

He lit a cigarette, sat on the chair next to him, stared at the night sky in a daze, touched the small stone on his ankle lightly with his fingers, touched the rope on it by the way, and checked whether it was worn or not.

But the rope I picked on the first day of junior high school is the same as others, it is very leathery, except for a little fluff, everything is in good condition.

First grade.

Yan Hang put his legs on the edge of the balcony and looked at the little stone.

What are you doing in the first day of junior high school?

Lily BBQ.

He was lying on the bed on the first day of the new year, and the boxing gym was closed for the Chinese New Year. He didn't have to go to school or the boxing gym, so he had to stay at home.

There are firecrackers outside, and the sound is very lively.

Only his family didn't even buy firecrackers this year.

Lily BBQ.

This is the first city he's looking for, and he can't remember. In short, the coil book at hand, except for the words he wrote down, is full of Xiao Li's barbecues from all over the country.

Where is Yan Hang?

Is it in the next Lily's BBQ, or the ones on the coilbook?

Where is Yan Hang, where is Yan Hang, Yan Hang is in Xiao Li's barbecue...

In the first day of junior high school, I kept singing like a tape stuck in my head.

This is the sixth Xiao Li barbecue today.

On the first day of the junior high school, he sighed lightly, and clicked on the photo of Xiao Li's barbecue.

A bunch of barbecue.

All kinds of meat, all kinds of vegetables, all kinds of seafood...

Then there is a door face painted with red paint, with four black characters written on the door face, Xiao Li BBQ.

When I first glanced at it, my hand trembled violently.

Yan Hang is right there, in Xiao Li's BBQ! ! ! ! ! ! !