Years Know Long Summer

At the turn of spring and summer, the torrential rain is like the sad tears shed in spring when it is reluctant to leave the stage.

Lin Zhixia was carrying her schoolbag in one hand and a big black umbrella with a broken bone in the other, walking barefoot in the deep stagnant water.

Under the umbrella, Lin Zhixia's blind father, Lin Anwen, was stretching out a cane for the blind, slowly exploring the way ahead.

Lin Anwen has been blind for five or six years, and he has long been used to the days when his eyes are dark.It's just because the father and son moved to this community not long ago, and they are not familiar with the environment, and the heavy rain makes people dizzy, so it is inevitable that they are a little timid.

"Dad, I don't want to go to the No. [-] Middle School for boarding." Lin Zhixia muttered, "I ride a bicycle, and it only takes half an hour, and I can also go to school."

"Xia Xia, be obedient." Lin Anwen was fair and handsome, and spoke in a gentle manner, "The teachers in Ninth Middle School value you, and they give you such high scholarships and bursaries. You should live on campus honestly, study hard, and do well in the exams." Achievements are worthy of others' promotion."

Lin Zhixia scratched his somewhat too long hair with a troubled expression on her face.

"Then why don't you move to live behind Aunt Liu's shop. That way, Aunt Liu and the others can take care of you when I live on campus."

"Are you stupid?" Lin Anwen glared at his son with his blind eyes through the sunglasses, "Your Aunt Liu and Uncle Zhang just got married, and I, an old man, moved to live with them. Do you have such an eye-catching light bulb? Don't worry. Your father and I can drag you so much even if I'm blind, and I can't take care of myself? "

Lin Zhixia drooped her head, kicked a dirty splash in the stagnant water that almost reached her calf.

Lin Anwen reached out his hand and touched his son's shoulder which was wet by the rain.

A 12-year-old child, a half-grown boy, has begun to stretch, but his shoulders are still very thin, and his muscles and bones are still immature.It's still far from the age when he can stand alone against the wind and rain.

Lin Anwen put his arms around his son's shoulders, and the father and son huddled together under the umbrella.

"Xiao Xia, you should cherish this opportunity to transfer to another school." Lin Anwen said earnestly, "We are both poor, but God gave you a smart head and gave you a chance to make a difference. Dad has no ability to give it to you." You offer a good life, but at least you can do it without holding you back."

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Lin Zhixia took his father's arm, "You won't hold me back. I will make a lot of money in the future, buy a luxury car, and find a driver to take you around every day."

Lin Anwen laughed, "You might as well get me a bus card to save trouble. Besides, I'm blind. What can I see if I'm blind for a ride?"

"That's what I want!" Lin Zhixia smiled, holding her father's arm, and walked towards their new home along the path full of sewage.

Yongle Community is the oldest and largest urban village in Fengshi.

Before the reform and opening up, this was the central old city of Fengshi, where hundreds of thousands of old residents lived.

The spring breeze of reform did not blow into this urban area, it was left behind and became a birthmark of Feng City, carrying the memory in the mother's womb, unsightly but indelible.

Yongle Community is located in the southwest corner of the old city, across the river from the new city.The rich and the poor are not the same, but they all drink from the same river.

When Feng City was engaged in development, some developers wanted to demolish Yongle, but they were frightened back by the residents' big mouths.

Small citizens don't have a long-term vision, but developers will not ignore the large open space on the other side.

The high-rise buildings on the opposite bank stood up one after another, the glass exterior walls reflected the sparkling light, and the old buildings and old bricks in Yongle Community were lingering in the new wind of the times.

The shacks built in violation of the regulations were demolished and repaired, and repaired and demolished.The residents showed the revolutionary spirit of their predecessors in guerrilla warfare, and fought unyieldingly against the urban planning department and fire department.

As housing prices in Feng City continued to rise, the Yongle community could not afford to be demolished. Like an old girl who had no matchmaker willing to come to her door, she was left out in embarrassment.

The terrain is messy, the facilities are outdated, and the public security is not very good, but it is located in the core area of ​​the old city.Yongle Community has become the first choice for low-level migrant workers to settle in the city.

In the early summer of this year, Lin Anwen moved into Yong'an Community with his 12-year-old son Lin Zhixia.

Lin Anwen is a blind masseur. He used to work in a community massage parlor and is a well-known teacher.

Lin Zhixia's mother died before he could remember. At that time, Lin Anwen was not blind and was a mechanic in the factory.

Lin Anwen was handsome, and he had a handicraft job to eat, so it was not difficult to find another wife.But because he was worried that his stepmother would treat his son badly, he never remarried.

When Lin Zhixia was six years old, Lin Anwen had an accident in the factory and was blinded by chemicals.

Of course, the work of a mechanic can no longer be done.Fortunately, Lin Anwen was dexterous and changed his job as a blind masseur, so he could still make ends meet.

Lin Zhi Xia Zaohui.The low-level ordinary people don't pay much attention to enlightenment education. It was the primary school teacher who found that the child had a particularly good brain and could remember what he taught once.

Relying on this ability, Lin Zhixia has lived the life of a scholarship student studying across school districts since the fourth grade of elementary school.

When Xiaosheng was in junior high school, several well-ranked middle schools in Fengshi offered olive branches to Lin Zhixia.

People are poor and short-sighted.Lin Zhixia chooses schools, only to see which one gives the most scholarships.

Learn literary and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family.It is also a business for scholars to sell their knowledge, and of course it goes to the one with the highest price.

Ninth Middle School ranks fifth in the city's middle schools, not too top-notch, but it spends a lot of money.

Lin Zhixia saw that the scholarship not only covered her own living expenses, but also subsidized her father, so she agreed immediately.

For his son's studies, Lin Anwen moved to the urban area of ​​Fengshi.Under the introduction of an acquaintance, he found a job as a masseur in Yongle community and rented a room at a low price.

It was an old factory dormitory. The prefabricated house built in the 80s is four stories high, and it is a rare high-rise building in the community.

The Lin family's father and son live on the south side of the top floor, with one bedroom and one living room, about [-] square meters.The water leaking from the roof soaked the walls into patches of mottled mildew, Lin Anwen couldn't see it, and it didn't bother him.

The torrential rain in early June took away the low pressure that lasted for several days, and the humid wind passed through the screen door and penetrated the small shabby room.

The old fan turned and rustled, Lin Zhixia pressed the test paper with one hand, and quickly calculated in the draft book with the other.Lin Anwen fumbled in the kitchen to cook.

When the meal was ready, the father and son sat at the most ventilated doorway in the house, eating around a small foldable wooden table.

The screen door of the opposite door creaked open, and a little girl with braids came over.

"Uncle Lin, Xiao Xia, my family cooked kelp and mung bean soup, and grandma asked me to bring some over for you."

Lin Anwen hurriedly put down his chopsticks and beckoned Lin Zhixia to open the door.

The little girl was the same age as Lin Zhixia, with a round head, round eyes, and two round dimples at the corners of her mouth.Even the name is very round, called Sun Mingzhu.

Sun Mingzhu's parents both work in the new urban area on the opposite bank, and she lives with her grandmother in the old house in Yong'an.

A handsome young man moved into the community, and the children in the community were secretly talking about it.It was also Sun Mingzhu who was close to the water, and was the first to strike up a conversation with the Lin family father and son, and put the handsome young man into his sphere of influence.

"Xiao Xia is here, and we finally have a top student in the North District." Sun Mingzhu spoke crisply and quickly, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

"Last year, a girl in the southern district was admitted to No. [-] Middle School, and she was held up like a phoenix egg. The group of people in the southern district were so embarrassing, they laughed at us all the time. Being hanged and beaten by the No. [-] Middle School? Xiao Xia, if those people in the South District trouble you later, you can just come back and tell me. With me, Sun Mingzhu, you can walk sideways in the North District!"

The little girl is half a head shorter than Lin Zhixia, but she looks like a big sister in the world.

"South District? North District?" Lin Zhixia also heard the proprietress mention it in the massage parlor in the morning.

"Our side is the North District, and the south of Jinhe is the South District." After dinner, Sun Mingzhu took Lin Zhixia out to familiarize himself with the surroundings.

Yong'an Community is built along the river, with a long and narrow terrain, divided into two halves by a tributary. It looks like a chubby peanut on the map.

All kinds of small businessmen and wage earners live in the North District, and the community hospitals and schools are also in this generation, so the security is relatively better.

"The southern district is the real pheasant nest. The streets are full of shops with red lanterns." Sun Mingzhu winked at Lin Zhixia, "My grandma never let me play in the southern district after dark. Our children in the northern district and Those in the southern district can't play together, and the boys on both sides often fight. You don't fight, do you?"

Sun Mingzhu looked at Lin Zhixia's fine white skin and slender body, and felt that she was asking nonsense.

Lin Zhixia blinked her big eyes lazily, and said, "I know how to use a slingshot."

Only children use slingshots.

Sun Mingzhu was a little disdainful, but the handsome young man didn't need to fight.

Lin Zhixia is at an age that is indistinguishable between men and women, with a small pointed chin, a slightly raised nose, red lips, and a pair of black cat eyes.The stretched body made him very thin, so his neck appeared slender and slender.

Children who read well have always had a special temperament.Lin Zhixia is not lofty, but there is a carelessness in her expression, which makes people want to be looked at twice more by him.

Sun Mingzhu took Lin Zhixia to walk around the streets, as if wearing a new skirt, gaining attention and envy all the way.The little girl's vanity was greatly satisfied.

"Mingzhu, is this your classmate? He looks so handsome."

"This is my new neighbor, named Lin Zhixia. He is studying in Ninth Middle School!"

"Yo, good student!"

The proprietress of the "Palace Cake Shop" stuffed the two children with a broken cream cake.

Lin Zhixia took a bite of the cake, licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, narrowed her eyes happily, and looked more like a cat.

"Lin Zhixia, why are you called this name?" Sun Mingzhu asked.

Lin Zhixia said: "I was born in June when summer entered. When my mother gave birth to me, there were birds singing in the tree outside the window, as if to announce the good news to her. Later, she read the poem book and named me. When it comes to the sentence "The remnant Ying knows Xia Qian, and the rain will report the year", I will be named Zhi Xia."

"It sounds so good." Sun Mingzhu envied, "Your parents are educated. My mother can't even recognize the news headlines on TV."

"Mingzhu!" A group of children ran over from the opposite side of the alley, "Brother Chai and Zhang Xiaotian's people met to fight at the mouth of the river, and they said that Zhang Xiaotian's people picked up the girls of Brother Chai's subordinates. Do you want to go and see?"

"Hey!" Sun Mingzhu jumped up, flicking the two shofar braids excitedly, "Go! Why don't you go? Xiao Xia, come quickly!"

The children swarmed towards the side of the street and got into a stairway.

Lin Zhixia rolled her eyes, stuffed the rest of the cake into her mouth, wiped her T-shirt with her hand, and followed behind Sun Mingzhu and the others.

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