sequel

The lackluster "part-time job" career has only begun halfway, and Wang Jingchen's young master's faults began to visit one after another, and he was ready to go back in his bones, encouraging him to go back home. The money your parents left you is enough for you and grandma to live comfortably For decades, as long as you are not a loser; what are you doing here.

What are you trying to prove?

In the beginning, I just didn't want to be a rice bug at home.Seeing grandma counting the ten yuan and 20 yuan he earned from selling eggs, he was puzzled and angry: our family has reached the end of the day and we need to rely on grandma to go out to earn living expenses?

He also tried to get up earlier than the chickens, and went to the market with his grandma for a few days. The young man was growing up and couldn’t get enough sleep. Grandma saw him yawning all day, so she drove him home and ordered him not to come back. Followed, go home to sleep.

Wang Jingchen pulled his grandma to persuade him: "The money left by my father is enough for us to live like fish and meat. What are you doing? Besides, I can graduate after studying in a few years. When I work, I can also earn money. You What is this for!"

The grandma showed a kind and relieved expression, and touched the head of the sensible and innocent grandson: "Okay, Chenzi is sensible, grandma understands." A few days later, she carried the small bamboo basket and went to the market to squat.

Wang Jingchen finally knew that every time grandma kept saying yes, it was to coax the children. In her heart, Wang Jingchen was still the kid who only knew how to eat, drink and play, so he shouldn't worry about it.

With a feeling of being underestimated and unconvinced, he contacted his uncle whom he met once a year, and started "earning money" for the first time in his life.

On this day, Wang Jingchen got off work a bit late, because a migrant worker came to call at almost six o'clock. After speaking for more than an hour, Wang Jingchen filled his ears with incomprehensible dialects, his head was confused, and he even asked for more five yuan!He asked the man to pay back, only to see the round-waisted, thick-shouldered worker twitch his muscles: "What?! You said give me more, so you gave me more! Fart! I counted all wrong and came out to look at the store. Lord, I will help you today." Your parents taught you that you should apologize if you made a mistake!" This person had no sense of guilt for bullying the child, and he continued to babble on the spot before walking away swaggeringly, biting a cigarette.

The man whose skin was so dark that it would reflect light took two steps and then turned around and uttered a string of extremely fast words. Wang Jingchen was so angry that his hearing temporarily failed. Not a good word either.

The passers-by were all inexplicably looking at the strange scene of the confrontation between the middle-aged and the young, and all walked away indifferently.This is just a very rare and common condiment in life, disputes, as long as there is a mouth, isn't it everywhere?

As everyone knows, it is such a thing that passers-by think is commonplace, and it has inserted a sharp thorn in the heart of Wang Jingchen, who does not like to fight with the world. The tip of the thorn is facing outsiders, hurting others and hurting himself.

When has he ever been so angry?Before today, his life was full of kind people who treated him kindly.Wang Jingchen looks smooth and has a good temper, but he still has a young master's temper in his bones.At that time, five yuan was still a lot, enough for his daily food expenses.He knew in his heart that this was not a school, nor the place where he had lived since he was a child, and no one would reason with him just because he was a student.Wang Jingchen gritted his back molars: "Do you still think you are the young master? Life is like this."

That sentence seemed to pop out of a stone, and it hit his heart neatly, loudly.

After the lock was locked, it was nearly eight o'clock, and he lived in the suite rented by his uncle, but his uncle usually didn't come back at night, and Wang Jingchen suspected that his uncle had several properties.Uncle seemed to be very reassured about him, but when he asked whether the small phone booth was alive or not, he naturally also asked what time he would go back.Wang Jingchen crossed the path in the small park that night, just to go back to sleep early.

This year, he was 15 years old. In the words of the girls who wrote love letters to him, he was a handsome young man, like a rising sun.It's a pity that the thick clouds of life are too thick, and it is very difficult for the little sun to shine and heat.

The street lights in the small park have long since been scrapped, making it convenient for the adults who work in the dark.Wang Jingchen felt a little regretful when he left halfway, because a few courageous prostitutes came up to promote themselves and touched some places on his body.

Because they couldn't see clearly, they only regarded this 1.7-meter-eight boy as a young man.

Wang Jingchen has passed the period of changing his voice long ago, his voice is like milk tea with ice cubes, the mellowness is just right, the clearness is exciting, and a good balance has been struck between the two.He said impatiently, "Get out of the way."

The women who had been rejected several times finally backed away, scolding from behind: "What are you pretending to be serious, isn't that what you come here to do!"

Wang Jingchen's scalp was numb, he lowered his head and just wanted to get out of here quickly.Unidentified voices came from some hidden place, and he was stimulated so that he felt like he was walking on a road leading to hell.

He was walking forward at a trot speed with his head down, and there was a sound behind the bushes on his left, followed by a man's cry of pain, but the sound was suppressed, and he could tell where the injury was.Then, a figure ran out, panicked and bumped into Wang Jingchen.Wang Jingchen had a solid body and stood steadily, but at the moment when he was hit, he was really in a daze, not knowing what happened.

It was a small figure that fell down, and by the moonlight, it could be judged that it was a girl of similar age, with a flustered look and tears on her face.

Wang Jingchen was stunned for a few seconds, and was about to reach out to pull the girl, when the man behind the bushes rushed out: "Bitch! I paid you!" He scolded while pulling up his trousers, when he saw a man standing beside him Yes, he suddenly made a sound, not sure what the relationship between the person in front of him and the girl he spent money to buy was big.

"What, brother, do you want to play too?" The man buckled his belt, raised his chin and asked Wang Jingchen.

Wang Jingchen saw the girl stood up by herself, turned around and was about to run, the man grabbed the girl's ponytail: "Run? You still want to run? Your mother and daughter are both bitches, and you are so untrustworthy when you come out to sell them? I'm going to kill you tonight!"

This side finally alarmed the other pairs of wild mandarin ducks, and a female voice scolded lazily and dissatisfiedly: "Do you have a sense of public morality, and it will affect other people's business!"

The high level of ideological awareness made Wang Jingchen not feel that he had strayed into the depths of Yehe Base for a moment.

The girl covered her head and cried over there, repeating "I don't want, I don't want to be like this", and her big teary eyes kept staring at Wang Jingchen, as if this boy was her only straw.

At that moment, Wang Jingchen, whether out of his heroism of doing what is right, or out of venting his anger after being insulted and paid five yuan before, in the end he hit the man and took the girl out of the small room. garden.

He doesn't have much experience in fighting, but this time he won because of his quick strikes, he caught the opponent by surprise and then ran wildly.

At an intersection with heavy traffic, Wang Jingchen leaned against a tree and panted: "Then what, girl, you should go home quickly."

The girl's hair was disheveled, with tears in her eyes, but her big eyes were flickering, which was a particularly touching expression. It's a pity that Wang Jingchen only cared about breathing, and didn't have time to appreciate this man's pity.The girl murmured: "Thank you, I... I will repay you in the future."

Wang Jingchen didn't care about repaying or not, and he wasn't a martial artist. He shook his hand and added a few words: "How do you repay? Is it possible to promise with your body? That's fine, I'm going home too. Goodbye." .” After saying that, he left first, without the consciousness of sending the Buddha to the west.

This was an episode of his part-time job during the summer vacation, and he didn't take it seriously. How can a person who is as busy as a running top remember the person he randomly pulled?

Zhuang Yufan saw him again a week before the first year of high school.

It was an evening when the setting sun was rolling down the valley, and the cicadas were singing extraordinarily hard, as if they were going to make up for what they didn't harass humans during the day.Zhuang Yufan looked a little tanned, but even if he was a little darker than before, he still looked like a pampered boy.His hair has grown a bit, and when the wind blows, he lifts up the broken hair on his forehead, and you can see his full forehead and a pair of resolute and heroic eyebrows, slender and neat, lined with quiet eyes, he is a pleasing young man, in people's eyes In the pile, it is hard not to see him at a glance.

He came out of Zhuang Manxue's house, carrying two bags of things, one bag was given to Grandma Wang by Zhuang Manxue, and the other bag was bought by Zhuang Caiguo for Wang Jingchen. They were all rare goods at that time, imported from overseas.

Zhuang Yufan had a few times of luck and psychological training. The grass at the door of Wang's house was bald, and the round and silly sunset became fat again. Only then did he raise his hand to knock on the door.

The door in front of him suddenly opened.Wang Jingchen stood in the door and looked at the people standing outside, he couldn't react for a while.

The two stared at each other, no one would have thought that they would meet in such a situation, and there was a feeling of a world away.Zhuang Yufan originally thought, if it was Grandma Wang who answered the door, then he would carry the things in; if it was Wang Jingchen, then he would put the things by the door and sneak away.Who knows, before the door was knocked, the two met face to face.

It's still this kind of virtue, and he has to wait until the Chinese New Year when he speaks.Wang Jingchen looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Aunt Man?"

Zhuang Yufan put away his bewildered expression and said, "There is also Zhuang Caiguo."

Wang Jingchen let him in sideways: "Grandma is inside, you can give it to her."

As he spoke, he slipped away from him.

Zhuang Yufan looked at his back with an indescribably lonely expression.In Wang Jingchen's back that was getting further and further away, he remembered what he had talked to a psychiatrist abroad.The doctor said: "Any interpersonal relationship is not a single request and give, they are two-sided. The friend you mentioned, you said that the other party is a very important person, so why can't you try for the important person? To change? In your narrative, you want him to be around you only, he only pays attention to you, you will not be happy to see him around, you become more mean to him, and he does what you want again and again, I am also willing to let you. Have you ever thought that a relationship with only concessions and pressing every step of the way can easily come to an end? My child, if you are willing to speak, it means that you are introspecting in your heart and want to find a way to change the status quo. Believe I, open the cage in my heart, and you will see a clear sky."

During this period of time, he reflected a lot. With the widening of his reading, Zhuang Yufan realized his faults, but could the things in his heart be changed so easily?As we grow older, many of us will know our own strengths and weaknesses, potential dark sides, some people can change it, and some people can't change it once when they are dying.

There is no way to push it when the situation is imminent.

No way, I can't do it, I tried.

Zhuang Yufan is undoubtedly the kind of person with extraordinary self-control and executive ability. Once he wants to make a change, even if he can't, he will force himself to make a start.

Very embarrassed.he thinks.

This young man who refused to take a single step out of Zhuang Manxue's house back then came to the door with a big bag and a small bag alone.The door opened, but the person he was looking for ran away in three or two steps. He felt that the courage he had accumulated with all his strength was like a pipe, which became thinner and thinner as Wang Jingchen walked away. , any sharp look can break it cleanly, and then there is no way to continue, right?