Catch a mango baby

For things like seasonal fruits, whether it is a profit or a loss, sometimes it is really hard to say.

Although it is a business that depends on the weather, in many cases, it is also inseparable from people.

First, there was an orchard that won a big index of cooperation with a company in other places by giving gifts to the local leaders, and it was very popular in the sales market in the province and gained a reputation;

In the next few years, more and more people began to want a piece of the pie. The oversupply of the market made Ji and his wife only talk about small profits but not losses, so it was not a fortune.

In such a situation where the "geography" and "people and harmony" are not available, and God does not favor, then there is really no way.

That year, the mangoes in the orchard were not bad.

Because Ji Mang remembered that he tasted the mango not long after it was just ripe, before picking it up and transporting it to the city for sale.

Obviously sweet.

At the beginning of July, he just finished the college entrance examination.

With excellent grades, he doesn't need to worry at all, whether he can be admitted to the university he most wants to go to, and go to the city he wants to go to.

But the nightmare came precisely at this time.

When he had infinite longing for the future, everything was completely shattered before it even started.

Compared with previous years, it rained extra heavily that year.

The small county town, which can only be reached after detouring several mountains, is not low in altitude. After several days of heavy rain, the accumulation of rainwater and the old drainage system made the whole small town seem to be soaked in dirty water. Ji Mang still forgot Don't lose that smell.

Ji and his wife miscalculated the time and missed the best time to pick and transport the mangoes, causing the first-ripe mangoes to be knocked to the ground under the impact of the heavy rain.

Rotten rot.

The memory of a family of four armed to the teeth, wearing raincoats and rain boots, and nearly ten workers picking fruits in the rain is still fresh in my memory.

After a few more days, the rain finally lightened up.

But that's what the adults said. Ji Mang only remembered that at that time he wanted to invite his high school classmates to play at home, and the responses from others were all "I won't go because of the heavy rain".

It was in such weather that Ji and his wife were afraid that the delivery date should have been reached, because they did not deliver the goods for a long time, and the seller gave up cooperation with them and turned to find another one, because they are not the only ones with mango farms in this county. .

So Ji and his wife decided to deliver the goods to the urban area even in the rain.

In summer, it dawned early, and Jimang woke up very early. He could have slept again, but he couldn't sleep because of the noise of the rainstorm. He lay on the bed and heard his parents get up to wash up and go downstairs to get ready The sound of going out.

"Mom and Dad are going to deliver goods in the city. I seem to have heard them mention it to Grandma Huang last night." Ji Mang pulled out the alarm from the messy bedside, glanced at it, and muttered again, "07: 30. It's time for Ji Siyu to go to class, it's raining so heavily, if he doesn't go to the third year of junior high school, he can suspend class and stay at home..."

That night, Ji and his wife didn't go home, so Ji Mang just acted as his parents and went to the city to deliver the goods as usual, and he would be back home at noon tomorrow.

For dinner, Grandma Huang's simple and hot two-course overnight dish.

An old woman with almost all gray hair, and two children who are not too big or too young, just made up a meal like this.

The bad news came the next day.

It wasn't until two policemen in uniforms walked into Grandma Huang's house that Ji Mang realized that there was no reason for the depressing atmosphere yesterday for no reason.

Perhaps, this is a kind of filter that comes with rainy days.

"Son, the van driven by your parents broke through the fence on the mountain road leading to Linshi, and fell down with the car, you..."

"Condolences."

It rained heavily, crackling, hitting the fruit trees, the eaves, the cement road, and even his heart.

The adults all said to him, sorry.

Ji Siyu is younger than him, and Grandma Huang is old again.

The funeral was arranged by him alone. What's ridiculous is that the day after his parents were buried, his acceptance letter happened to be mailed to his home.

"Brother! Don't do this! Please!" Ji Siyu snatched the admission notice that he was about to tear up, and begged him crying, "Parents are gone, we have to live well..."

"Parents are gone, we have to live well."

For this sentence, he gritted his teeth and persisted in the years to come, because in this world, he still has a younger sister, and he is not alone.

Ji Mang let his sister prepare for the high school entrance examination at ease, while he was busy with family affairs.

The orchard still owed money to the workers, which had to be paid back, but the workers saw that the brothers and sisters were really pitiful, and couldn't bear to ask them for more money. Jimang talked with those uncles and aunts about the best solution, that is The orchard will be sublet to them in the future. After all, neither he, his sister, nor Grandma Huang have the energy to manage it.

His parents' savings were not as much as he had imagined. After paying the rent for the orchard for the first three months, handling the funeral, and returning part of the workers' wages, there was not much left.

In order to prevent Ji Siyu from worrying, Ji Mang has been hiding it from her, saying that his parents have saved a sum of savings over the years, which is enough to support them to study for several years.

The university that Jimang was admitted to was the University of Finance and Economics in the neighboring province, and the city where their county was located happened to be close to the province.

In addition, a teacher had suggested to Ji Siyu before, saying that there is a minority high school in the city, and for minority students like Ji Siyu from the county, tuition fees and subsidies can be waived. The teacher also said that the minority high school The art test scores are among the best in the province. Every year, there are students who can be admitted to China Communications and Shanghai Opera. Ji Siyu has a good foundation, and it is very promising to learn broadcasting and hosting.

But problems arose one after another:

One is money. Regarding the current family situation, Ji Siyu didn't want to talk about it, but Ji Mang told her not to worry, the money was enough. Besides, she went to Minzu High School, free of tuition and provided with subsidies, but it didn't cost much;

The second is Grandma Huang. Although it is only the relationship between the landlord and the tenant, she has been living in her grandma's house since Ji and his wife moved to the south. Later, Ji Mang and Ji Siyu were born. They are taken care of by their own grandchildren, and now that their parents are gone, they are really reluctant to let their grandma live in this empty house alone.

Instead, it was Grandma Huang who comforted them.

"Stupid boy, grandma doesn't have much time left. You can't tell. Someday grandma will leave you too. How long do you want to stay with grandma?"

"We should study hard now. The children of our poor families can only succeed if they study hard. After making money, if grandma is still there, come back to see grandma, grandma, and work hard to live until then."

"Both of you brothers and sisters were brought up by your grandma. How good-looking you are, but why are you so miserable? God, you shouldn't."

Parents are not from Qixian County, maybe Qixian County is not where they belong.

But where is their home?

One went to a nearby province to attend university, and the other stayed in the province to attend high school.

Each agreed to work hard, work harder, and live a good life in an unfamiliar environment.

The annual tuition fee plus accommodation fee is [-] in total, the monthly living expenses are controlled within [-], and the train ticket to go home during the Chinese New Year is [-]. Ji Mang lives every day carefully.

During the summer vacation, he worked as a tutor for almost two months. In one day, he taught three students who were about to enter high school at different times. According to this calculation, his living expenses for the first semester were covered.

But these are not enough.

In his spare time, he works part-time like crazy.

During the college entrance examination, there was a saying: "If you don't die, you learn from the dead." He didn't use that kind of ruthlessness at the time, but now he has a part-time job and uses it all.

He saved every penny he earned from part-time jobs.

In life, every piece of money he wished to tear into several pieces to use.

Talking to my sister on the phone at regular times, and calling her living expenses on time every month, she fulfilled a self-righteous lie: "There are still hundreds of thousands of dollars in the savings, so keep them with my brother. Said, brother will turn it over for you immediately."

It is not that adversity changes people, but adversity forces people to change.

No matter how good Ji Siyu's background is, he is still a child from a poor family in the county, who wears non-branded clothes and cannot afford any skin care products.

Fortunately, she doesn't like to compare those things, and she also knows that she can't compare.

The circle of art students is more or less complicated than the circle of non-art students. It may be too much to say that they are "following the trend", but there are always some factors that deviate from the track.

In short, she has no friends who confide in her heart, and she is lonely occasionally, but she also enjoys loneliness.

In the first semester of high school, I started to take special courses. In short, it cost money.

During the winter vacation, the siblings went back to Grandma Huang's house to spend the New Year with her. Ji Siyu was hesitating about how to tell her brother about it. At that time, she helped Jimang pack his luggage and found his parents' passbook.

The balance shows less than [-].

Ji Siyu was very shocked, it was very different from the more than [-] that his brother said.

What surprised her even more was yet to come.

After the parents are away, the passbook that should be "only out, not in" actually has more than 1000 yuan in the account every month.

This shows what?

What else could it be?

For a moment she understood everything.

They seem to live in the gutter, lying in the torrent.

Instead of revealing his lies, she, like him, began to learn to deceive.

After school started, Ji Siyu learned about live broadcasting from her classmates—I heard that live broadcasting is very profitable.

But how to broadcast live, where to live broadcast?

That classmate just regarded it as a companion in the Internet cafe, and led Ji Siyu into the gate of the new world.

Ji Siyu went to the Internet cafe with his classmates for three hours, but it was just a casual live broadcast, but because of his delicate and beautiful appearance, the gifts he received overnight were converted into RMB, and after deducting the Internet fee, it was almost 50 yuan.

"Is there any way to make more money?"

"Ji Siyu, you are crazy, earning this in three hours is not enough? You are really convinced. Do you want to earn more money to buy clothes? Let me tell you, playing games live on Douyu is the most profitable!"

Since then, Ji Siyu has entered the trap of "Gods and Demons". In just one month, she has become a little famous in the live broadcast room, and she has successfully signed the contract, because she can make more money this way.

At the same time, because the live game is a god and demon, the id "Mu Yu Shi Feng" is also known on the server.

And the fate of Muyu and Zongheng has to start with Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong watched Mu Yu's live broadcast for a while before he realized that they were both on TV by such a coincidence. At that time, Zhu Rong casually promoted himself to his good buddies in real life-the gang leader of the game "Ghost Shadow Without Trace" As soon as he mentioned it, Shengyuan found that "Mu Yu Gu Feng" looked quite to his liking, and after that, he resorted to various pick-up techniques and became husband and wife with Mu Yu in the game.

But in fact, Ji Siyu went to the Internet cafe once every three days, and the money she earned from the live broadcast was not wasted, and she did not waste her studies because of it.

She planned to hide it from her brother for the time being, and wait until she earned enough money for professional course tuition, and then secretly save up the rest of the money, waiting to surprise her brother. However, she was quite worried that Jimang would object to her live broadcast.

After the midterm exam for the next semester of high school, the school organized a physical examination.

It was also at that time that Ji Siyu knew that there was something wrong with her body. The doctor noticed something wrong and asked her to take a leave of absence to go to a big hospital for a detailed examination.

The doctor asked her: "The examination fee is not cheap, do you need to contact your family?"

"No need." Ji Siyu said lightly.

It is stomach cancer.

When the test results came out, she didn't have the breakdown that ordinary people should have. Instead, she sat calmly in the corridor of the hospital with the checklist.

"Am I going to die? Maybe."

"Dead... It's fine, I can go see my parents, and my brother doesn't have to live so hard for me."

"God is blind, but he is blind, but this time he has vision."

"At least I'm the one who's sick, not my brother's jerk."

As Cheer Chen sang in "Fireworks": "Give you my depravity, and give you my hidden fragility."

Well, I actually lied to you. I hid everything, and I hid everything very well.

Small restaurant, table for four, three people sitting, two of them were drunk.

"And then..." Ji Mang didn't cry, but Hu Tao cried like a fool.

Ji Mang drank himself another sip of wine, the wine was not strong, but he would still get drunk if he drank too much: "Later, she... lied to me that she was going to Shanghai to live a good life, but I stopped her, and she said let me Don't get in her way...if I heard correctly...it should be Zongheng's guild master ghost, what the hell? He said he was helping her."

"How...help? Baby, you...have a hard time." Hu Tao hiccupped, and then lay down on the table, as if falling asleep.

"I can't drink... I can't drink it anymore, spicy... spicy chicken," Jimang said just now while blowing on the bottle with Hu Tao. The two of them didn't know how much they drank, "I also... feel dizzy"

Han Dong on the side was also very uncomfortable, but he was extremely sober.

Seeing the two "brothers" who were much younger than him, they were all drunk to the mud. Fortunately, he was sensible and didn't drink. At least someone can clean up this mess.

Han Dong sighed, and said softly to Ji Mang, who should have fallen asleep, "It's okay, it will get better in the future, are you right?"

"However... it's okay for you two to order me around in the game, but in reality, you didn't see me being any better." Han Dong turned to pretend to be relaxed, "Hey, it's my fault too, who said that at the beginning When I said we were going to be sworn brothers, I insisted on making you call me uncle."

After Han Dong paid the bill, he thought that his car was parked in front of the store anyway, so he might as well drag one into the car and then drag the other.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking that Ji Mang looked thinner, so let's delay this first.

Snapped--

Something fell to the ground.

Han Dong temporarily put Jimang down, bent down to pick up something that fell on the ground, and it was Jimang's Nokia that slipped out of his pocket.

He picked up the phone, it would be fine if he didn't look at the screen of the phone, but when he saw it, he was almost scared to death.

Why does this phone show that it is in the middle of a call, and the duration is 00:54:58, which is almost an hour? !

He took a closer look, and saw a string of English words—zero—on the duration.

It’s over.

Han Dong hesitated for a moment, finally sighed, and put the phone to his ear: "Hello."

On the other end of the phone is an unfamiliar voice: "Brother Feng, it's me, do you need me to pick you up?"

Yes, Han Dong is the "profiteer without a small jj" in the gods and demons, and at the same time, he is also the leader of tc - "Ming Feng".