through those heavy years

There was thunder and torrential rain that day.It was gloomy outside, and before three o'clock, the sky seemed to be completely dark.Because the truck that consigned the work materials was trapped by the heavy rain and could not be delivered in time, and the construction site leaked rain, it was not safe to get wet in some places, and most of the work in our group was carried out in the open air, so we could not operate, so our group had to leave work early.

Luo Feng's group failed to leave work early.Because the materials are sufficient and the contractor is harsh, even if it rains and it is inconvenient, he still has to go to and from get off work as normal.Luo Feng is also willing to do things, after all, only those who do things can get paid.

I was bored in the dormitory for a while, and when it was time for dinner, I took the bowl first and helped Luo Feng and myself make meals.Go back to the dormitory, lift the mat and put it on the bed board, cover it with a book, so as not to escape the heat.Luo Feng and I usually eat together, so we didn't think about eating first.

However, the time to get off work has passed for a long time.Looking from a distance, the people going to the cafeteria to get food became sparse, and there were not many scattered on the way back to the dormitory from the construction site.Luo Feng was still not seen at this time, and there was a vague sense of foreboding - even if he liked to delay getting off work, he would not delay until this time.

There are too many accidents on the construction site to count.Those who fell from high-rise buildings, those whose fingers were cut by cutting machines, those who were scalded by the high temperature of boilers, and those who were crushed to death by high-altitude objects.The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and I felt like sitting on pins and needles in the dormitory.If I don't come back in another 5 minutes, I will get up and go to the construction site to look for it.

When he was about to go out, he saw Lao Liu running towards the dormitory panting.Standing in front of me, with a look of shock on his face, he said that when Luo Feng went back to the dormitory after work, when he passed through the pipeline room of the power plant, a steel channel to fix the pipeline weighed nearly a hundred catties, and it was wet from the rain. It loosened and fell from a height of three or four meters, hitting Luo Feng just in time.Fortunately, Luo Feng reacted quickly, he heard the sound of objects loosening in the sky, and he was not in a hurry to look, so he tilted his head to the right.The steel trough missed his head, but unfortunately it also hit his left shoulder hard.

Lao Liu said that in a split second, he heard the sharp and piercing sounds of bones breaking and steel colliding.Luo Feng immediately fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

One can imagine what the consequences would be if the nearly [-]-jin steel trough fell on the head.Fear swallowed all my rationality, and I stood there dumbfounded for a long time, until Lao Liu pushed me, saying that you are Luo Feng's best friend since childhood, go and see him quickly.Only after regaining a little consciousness, tremblingly rushed out the door.

In a daze, I came to the ward.The strong smell of medicine in the ward stimulated my nerves everywhere.I saw Luo Feng lying peacefully on the hospital bed, seemingly asleep.His face was sallow, and he lost his previous spirit.There were bloodstains on the ears, and gauze was wrapped around the left shoulder, the entire arm and even the waist.The bright red blood on the gauze was shocking.Still in a trance, I have to ask silently why the accidents are always so close to the people around me!

When I was young, my parents were like this, lying under the white cloth covered in blood, quietly as if asleep.I was led by my grandma, and I stood quietly watching my parents. I didn't know that they were dead until my grandma burst into tears.

After they died, I was terrified of seeing anything white.On the day of the burial, the adults insisted on making me wear a white gown.I didn't wear it for life and death, cried and screamed, and even opened my mouth to bite the person who forced me to put on white clothes.In the end they had nothing to do, so I sent my parents off in ordinary clothes and an official hat made of straw.

At this moment, the fear is overwhelming, Luo Feng will be fine, is it necessary for me to face the death of the people around me in a sudden accident again, is it true that the nightmare must repeat itself before I will give up.Roaring and struggling in my heart, I went to the doctor.

The doctor said: "The patient's condition is stable now, and others need follow-up observation."

As soon as I heard that the situation was stable, I slumped down on the public chair in the corridor.The beating heart that was beating wildly was slowly calmed down a little.Luo Feng is fine, as long as Luo Feng is fine.My body regained some strength, I held on, and moved back to the ward. Looking at Luo Feng's appearance, tears instantly blurred my eyes.I always feel that such a good person should not have a lot of pain and wear and tear.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes, and seeing him wake up, my heart was completely relieved.His lips were dry, his skin was yellow, and he was very weak.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw my tearful eyes, with a difficult questioning expression on his face, and said humorously: "I'm not dead yet, are you crying?"

You can still joke, which means you can't really die.I was angry and laughed, and shouted: "Stop farting, I didn't cry because of you!"

He raised his eyebrows, "Then why are you crying?"

I wiped my tears and said, "Cry if you want. I can't express why people are always in trouble, especially people like us."

"Hehe!" He smiled brightly, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so sentimental and childlike. There are so many reasons why people live. It's very common to get injured on a construction site, and there's nothing wrong with it." It’s a big fuss. It’s a blessing in misfortune to be able to save a life this time.”

He was like this, no matter how big things happened to him, they were all trivial, even his own life was so indifferent.

Maybe it's because we are poor and afraid, and we see life and death more transparently than others, so we see it this way.Then what is the most important thing in our life, maybe our family, my grandma, his parents, are the concerns and burdens that can never be parted.

When I was a child, I could always hear stories about him being filial to his parents.Share the heavy work at home, and study first in the whole year.It's a pity that after graduating from junior high school, he dropped out of school and went out to work.At that time, it was heard that he was admitted to a key high school in the provincial capital, and everyone felt sorry for him.

He and I are well-known poor children in the village, but others think I am pitiful and hateful, the kind that deserves to be pitiful; he is a sensible and lovable child, and in the eyes of others, the real poor child.As for the two of us, except that we are very poor, and because of poverty, we have some similarities in life views, and we may not be able to say the same thing.Old Liu didn't know, he thought we were from the same village, that we were good buddies since we were young.In fact, it is not the case, as I have also said, we have never talked to each other, and occasionally meet strangers in the same village who have met a few times.Not surprising for someone like me.I have lived in the village for 18 years, and I don't even know the adults in the few families next to my house.I'm very withdrawn and can't get in touch with people.Luo Feng is not like me, neither withdrawn nor lively, he belongs to the normal category of poor children.

In terms of family size, he is better than me.His parents are still alive.It's a pity that his mother was born with disabled legs, so she could only sew at home.Dad is blind in one eye, and the other eye is almost blurry (it is said that it is a cataract).In order to make a living, his father took the oxen to the fields every year to plow the fields.The field is full of potholes, and the seedlings planted are also tilted here and there; the clods of the plow are uneven, and even the clods the size of the head are scattered everywhere in the field.Luo Feng is the only able-bodied member of the family, and he couldn't bear the fact that his father couldn't see clearly and ate mud after following the cow.At the age of ten, he took over the work of his father plowing the fields.He is a smart and capable person who is not afraid of hardships. He quickly grasped the essentials and started plowing the fields with style.So far, another good story has been widely circulated.

He is much more sensible than me, and he has developed a very healthy mind.I love to play.When get out of class is over, I will do heavy and tiring work at home every day, chopping firewood and cutting pigs and weeds, carrying loads to dry rice, cooking and washing clothes.But once I got to school, it was my paradise.I really love going to school, because going to school is the only time I have time to skip classes to play (when I skip classes, I think it is a fair and honest leisure time).As long as I wanted to, I would skip class to catch fish by the river, or go to the woods to dig out bird eggs.In short, do whatever you can to gain something.Never let yourself go home empty-handed.I can really appreciate the joy of harvesting.

For this reason, the teacher did not miss grandma.They can't understand why a child from such a poor family is like this.I don't know how to study hard to repay my family with good grades, and every day I think about skipping classes and going wild outside.Originally, I have a smart head and a little heart, not to mention the first university, the second university is more than enough.But he didn't think so.As the old saying goes, children from poor families are sensible early.They couldn't see this in me at all, which really violated the definition of poor children in their minds.Often when looking at me, I have to shake my head and sneer, thinking that I deserve it.

Grandma shed a lot of tears for this.She always tried to persuade me not to skip classes, but to improve my grades.I always talk about what the teacher said about me, saying that the teacher praised me for being smart, but I didn't focus on my studies, and I was completely slack in my studies.She asked me why I did this.I just answered her with a disapproving attitude: "I'm too stupid, I don't have the talent for reading. The teacher doesn't know, it's just talking nonsense, just listen to it." I also said, "It doesn't matter if you read this book or not. I don’t know why you insist on it. I think it’s better to go home early to help with things and live your life as you like, isn’t it good?”

For a while, I answered like this, unruly, willful, ignorant, and even complaining and retaliating.I don't know why I have such a mentality.I always feel unbalanced in my heart, and I have to vent my dissatisfaction through one thing.

Thinking about it now, that was utterly pathetic, ignorant and selfish.The damn thing is that I took this kind of selfish revenge on grandma!Grandma was exhausted physically and mentally, and she still cried bitterly for me.