Years Know Long Summer

After New Year's Day, the winter vacation also began to wave to the students from afar.

The school has entered the atmosphere of final sprint review.The students, no matter how foolish they were, calmed down a little at this moment and opened their books.

Lin Zhixia's final sprint class also started again, and the students were still Sheng Lang and Sun Mingzhu.Sheng Lang still received special attention from Mr. Lin. For example, if he repeated a question incorrectly, he would be whipped.

After school, the leading teacher of the biology competition class called Lin Zhixia to the office and talked with him about the winter camp.

Participating in the biology competition winter camp is a critical step before the competition.Oftentimes it is also a necessary step.

But Lin Zhixia encountered a problem.

He is a scholarship student, but the money does not include the cost of winter camp.And the cost of the winter camp is really not a small amount.

Especially in the past two years, the organizers have become more and more extravagant in their style of doing things, and they like to put winter camps in high-end resorts in the suburbs.It's called closed training, but it takes this opportunity to charge a large amount of room and board fees.

Especially for this year's winter camp, I heard that students will be organized to visit the laboratories of famous schools in the province, and a new travel fee will be added.

The helpless winter camp will not only lead students to expand their knowledge, but also invite famous teachers to give lectures, which will be very helpful for the next year's competition exam.So even though the fees are getting more and more expensive, the contestants still try their best to get into it and strive to be the best leek.

"You must participate!" The biology teacher refused to give up such a seeded contestant, "As for the fee, I will find a way to apply to the school and see if it is possible to allocate it to you."

Lin Zhixia obediently waited for news after returning home, but the school was unable to allocate funds, and he had to pay for the fee himself.

"How much?" Sheng Lang asked.

Lin Zhixia said a number, five digits.

"I'll go, why don't they grab it?"

"It's easier than robbing." Lin Zhixia lay on the desk, her eyes straightened, "The fees are so expensive, and the students are still sharpening their heads to squeeze in. I won't go, and a large group of people will grab the extra seats. .”

Moreover, the financial situation of the Lin family has been somewhat stretched recently.

In order to save Lin Zhixia's university tuition and living expenses, Lin Anwen was reluctant to buy social security and medical insurance for himself, and was only willing to grab some cheap Chinese medicine when he was sick.

Last year, Lin Anwen had been suffering from abdominal pain, and she had been hiding it from Lin Zhixia. It was Sister Liu who couldn't see it, so she tipped Lin Zhixia.

Lin Zhixia returned home from school, and dragged Lin Anwen to the hospital for an examination. He had severe gallstones and had to undergo an emergency operation. Only a piece of skin was left of the removed gallbladder.

Lin Zhixia was waiting outside the operating room at that time, seeing the thing brought out by the doctor, her face was pale, but her eye sockets were so red that they almost bleed.

Lin Anwen has no medical insurance.This medical bill emptied the bank card he had saved for so many years.

After recovering from the illness, Lin Anwen's health was obviously not as good as before, and giving massage is a physical job.He took less work, and his income inevitably decreased. Even with the income from Lin Zhixia's summer job, he only saved two or three thousand yuan a year.

This money is for emergency, and it is not cost-effective to spend it on such a luxurious winter camp.

Lin Zhixia was actually gritting her teeth, wishing she could speed up the time and graduate from high school and go to college in a blink of an eye.Then he can work part-time to earn some money and relieve some of the burden on his father.

"Let's go, go home first." Sheng Lang carried his schoolbag and Lin Zhixia's schoolbag in his hand, "Go back and think slowly, you will always find a way."

The subway during the rush hour is crowded like a constipated large intestine, and the unique smell of sweat in winter fills the sealed space, and there is no place to hide.

Relying on his strong body, Sheng Lang used his arms to prop up a small space in the corner of the carriage.

Lin Zhixia was standing inside, enveloped in the youthful fresh air.

"Do you want the school to organize a fundraiser?" Sheng Lang asked.

"It's not money waiting for life-saving, it's not suitable." Lin Zhixia shook her head.

"Borrow some?"

"No." Lin Zhixia categorically vetoed, "No matter how poor you are, you can't borrow money to survive. This is the rule of our old Lin family."

"Then what should we do?" Sheng Lang was troubled, "Are you really not going?"

"Actually, it's okay if you don't go." Lin Zhixia said, also comforting herself, "Senior Sister Ye participated in the winter camp back then, and she said it was just a make-up class. She gave me all the reference materials posted on the winter camp, and I was at home. The same goes for self-study.”

"Is it the same?" Sheng Lang was worried, "If you can do it by self-study, why are those top students rushing in? If you don't perform well in the competition, you will regret not going to the winter camp."

"Fuck you." Lin Zhixia kicked Sheng Lang lightly, "A dog can't spit out ivory!"

Sheng Lang laughed in a low voice: "It's so hard to kick. If you can't say it, I'll kick someone, but you have good legs. Why don't you ever kick others?"

"I kick you only if I like you." Lin Zhixia kicked Sheng Lang again.

Sheng Lang lowered his head and smiled, his ears turned red.

He knew that what Lin Zhixia said about liking was not the kind of thought he was hiding, but the same two words still triggered a burst of crisp and numb electricity that flowed through his body.

From the subway station, walk two blocks north.The houses are getting lower and lower, more and more dilapidated, and the shops along the street are getting more and more disorganized, and it has entered the boundary of Yong'an.

In winter, a large black-gray river bed is exposed at the bottom of the Jinhe River, with a turbid trickle in the middle, like the breath of a dying old man.

The riverbed has also become a temporary garbage dump for residents along the river, where wild dogs and cats are fighting for food.

Sheng Lang and Lin Zhixia said goodbye by the river, and went home first.

Lin Anwen deliberately got off work early today, and stewed his son's favorite stick bone at home.He usually eats very simple and light, and only cooks big meals on weekends, just because his son will come home for dinner.

The Lin family still lives in that small house, and the facilities in the house have hardly changed.There was still the same foldable sofa bed in the living room, and the mildew on the wall was still sticking to the corner of the ceiling like a ghost.

Although he couldn't see it, Lin Anwen always kept the house clean. Lin Zhixia's pillowcase and quilt had a sun-baked fragrance.

This house vividly shows what is meant by a bare house, but it is also a home where Lin Zhixia feels warm, comfortable and has a sense of belonging.

In the new urban area of ​​Yong'an, there are tens of thousands of luxury buildings, but in Lin Zhixia's heart, there is no room that can compare with this small home.

It was not until many years later that he and Sheng Lang had their own home, but occasionally they would dream of returning to this humble hut, watching the back of his father groping around doing things in the house, smelling the familiar aroma of stewed ribs, tears filled his eyes orbital.

When eating, Lin Zhixia took a bone with the most meat and put it in his father's bowl.

"You eat." Lin Anwen clamped the meat back again, "I have cut off my gallbladder, so I can't eat so much meat. The doctor told me to eat healthier. You children are growing up, so you should eat more."

Lin Zhixia felt sour, and said, "To be healthy, you can't just eat vegetables and rice. Doctors say that your illness is caused by malnutrition. Pork is greasy. Why don't you buy more chicken and fish?"

"Got it." Lin Anwen smiled, "Why, you're a little lacklustre today?"

Blind people have really good ears, Lin Zhixia has little strength to speak, Lin Anwen can hear it.

"I'm just a little tired." Lin Zhixia smiled wryly, "I played a basketball game in the gymnasium in the afternoon, and I haven't recovered yet."

"Then eat more." Lin Anwen picked up another dish with chopsticks, touched Lin Zhixia's bowl, and put it in.

After dinner, Lin Anwen still hugged his old radio and listened to the story.Lin Zhixia finished washing the dishes, and took out the box containing the family passbook and bank card.

Anyway, since entering high school, Lin Zhixia has been in charge of money in the family.

Lin Zhixia learned a little about financial management by herself, but with the little savings of the Lin family, it is not even the minimum threshold for bank financial management, so she can only save for a fixed term and earn some small interest.

Lin Zhixia flipped through the deposit receipts, and there was only one sentence in her mind over and over again: A penny can't beat a hero!

When he was young, he did not have such a personal experience of poverty as he does now.

But after growing up, especially after Lin Anwen suffered a serious illness, Lin Zhixia felt an unprecedented money crisis.

Probably because my father is getting old.

Parents are the wall that stands between the child and suffering and death.

After Lin Anwen fell ill, Lin Zhixia officially faced the poverty and hardship of her family.He took over the role of the pillar of the family, and began to use his immature back to shield his father from the wind and rain.

Therefore, he also realized the importance of money more deeply.

Take a casual glance at the house, from furniture to electrical appliances, there is nothing that does not need to be repaired or replaced.But because of lack of money, I can only make do with it day after day.

Lin Zhixia closed the box.

That's just a contest.he said to himself.

Even if the results of the game are not good, it is just that they cannot be recommended.He still has the confidence to pass the college entrance examination and get into the school of his choice!

At the same time, Sheng Lang was also worried about the passbook in his hand.

His family didn't have any surplus food either.

It is well known that grandma is in poor health. In the past, due to some reasons, she did not have the subsistence allowance.Most of the money I earn every month will be spent on medicine and medical treatment alone, and I can't save much.

Sheng Lang's championship bonus is actually quite generous. The city, team, and sponsors add up to 20.

As soon as he got the money, Sheng Lang immediately bought out the pension insurance for his grandmother under the guidance of Sister Liu.There is not much money left, and it will be used to pay for medical insurance for the elderly and also for emergency use.

If Sheng Lang had been a bachelor, he would have already taken out all the money with a slap on his thigh.But with his grandma at home, he didn't dare to be impulsive.

But you can always use part of it, right?Sheng Lang scratched his ears and cheeks.

Not for others, but for his Xiaoxia.

In fact, Sheng Lang secretly asked Ye Yunman about the winter camp.

"Of course it's better to participate." Ye Yunman said, "The famous teachers' lectures are still different from those of school teachers, and there will be a lot of targeted training. The most important thing is that the teachers will talk about some secret paper question banks that are not circulated. With Xiao Xia's performance, as long as he participates in the winter camp, I think it's really not difficult for him to win the national award!"

Sheng Lang himself is a person who has received the award on the national championship podium. He knows what it means to get an excellent ranking in a national competition.

How could his little Xia miss such a good opportunity?

There are two passbooks at home, one with more money and the other with less money.

Sheng Lang picked up the one with more money, and seeing his grandmother's aging back, he put it back and picked up the one with less money.

The money is only enough for half, and where to collect the remaining half?

Sheng Lang flipped through the box aimlessly.

Grandma has a hobby of collecting things.Especially about Sheng Lang, she was reluctant to throw away even a piece of paper, so she put them all in boxes and kept them.

Perhaps fate stretched out its finger at this time and ordered a bit.Sheng Lang picked up a business card from the box.

The vice president of the brand department of a domestic sports brand.

Sheng Lang was very impressed with the vice president.A very capable and valiant elder sister, the eyes that looked at Sheng Lang did not displease him.

This sports brand is one of the team sponsors of Shenglang when it participated in the China Games.After Sheng Lang won the championship, the vice president came to congratulate him and handed over his name tag by the way.

"The cooperation between our company and your team is about to expire, but we still hope to continue to cooperate with you. Xiao Sheng, you have a very good appearance and are very suitable for being a model. If you are interested, you can contact me."

Sheng Lang and his whole team have shot commercials for this company. They have very serious sportswear and the staff are easy to get along with.

The coach was afraid that Sheng Lang would learn badly, and Lin Zhixia was also worried that Sheng Lang would delay his studies, so Sheng Lang never took over the commercial shooting job in private.It doesn't mean he doesn't want to make the money.

The city team is not so strict. As long as the guardian signs, the team will generally approve the team members to accept some commercial activities.As for grandma's signature, Sheng Lang has imitated it so that it can be faked.

Sheng Lang turned the business card back and forth between his fingers.

"Little wolf?" Lin Zhixia's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Are you there? Open the door."

Sheng Lang hurriedly stuffed the business card under the mattress, inexplicably breaking out in a guilty cold sweat.

Lin Zhixia walked in with a big lunch box in both hands, and there were two large stick bones with a thick layer of meat in the lunch box.

"It's specially reserved for you." Lin Zhixia stuffed the boxed lunch into Sheng Lang's hands, "It's still hot, eat it quickly."

"You should give Uncle Lin more support." Sheng Lang was a little embarrassed.

"Eat it. Our family is not short of these two bones." Lin Zhixia took off her schoolbag and took out a stack of papers from it.

"After eating, I will give you a lecture. I have read all the papers of your last monthly exam, and marked out your weak points in knowledge. I have selected some targeted practice questions. Do you do it this weekend? .”

Lin Zhixia is Sheng Lang's make-up teacher, and she is still a little teacher who will bring fleshy bones to the door.

Although he was very cruel when using the soles of his shoes, the lectures were very serious and meticulous. He not only knew Sheng Lang's study situation well, but also spent a lot of time finding suitable exercises for him, and patiently accompanied him to do the problems.

To be honest, many parents are not as responsible as Lin Zhixia in raising their children.

Sheng Lang knew that his Xiao Xia was always by his side.

Just like during the holidays, when Sheng Lang went to the swimming team for training, Lin Zhixia always followed with her homework.

Sheng Lang was training hard in the swimming pool, while Lin Zhixia was immersed in the questions in the stands.

When Sheng Lang was resting, Lin Zhixia would always raise her head in a tacit understanding, look at him from afar, and exchange a smile.

Such a warm and beautiful summer deserves the best things in this world.

On this day, Lin Zhixia was still sleeping in Sheng Lang's small attic.The sleeping posture is still so bad, and most of the quilt is rolled up on the body, firmly occupying it.

Sheng Lang didn't sleep.He took out the business card from the bottom of the mattress, looked at it for a while under the faint moonlight, and held it in his palm.