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Xu Wenyuan's idea of ​​finding a job was quickly dismissed by his parents, and both Xu Yongshan and Jiang Xiaomei disagreed with him making money.

"We didn't bring you out to let you work. You have to go to school. Only by studying can you make a lot of money. If you have money, you can support yourself and treat your father. Otherwise, you can only struggle on the poverty line for the rest of your life."

"But……"

Xu Yongshan closed the newspaper and called Xu Wenyuan to him: "You don't have to worry about the money, we will give you as much pocket money as Zhiyuan."

"No, no, no, I don't need it, really, I don't spend money."

Xu Zhiyuan burst out laughing when he heard it from the side, he thought his brother was just a fool.

"No flowers? No flowers, I'll spend them for you!"

Before he finished speaking, the little brat was slapped on the back by his mother: "What's the matter with you to persuade your brother! Go, take your brother out for a stroll, and he will go to school tomorrow."

With money in his pocket, Xu Wenyuan followed his younger brother out of the house in a daze.

He doesn't know much about the consumption level in big cities.

On the day he was picked up from the train station, he saw an advertisement for temporary workers on the street—the kind that cost 10 yuan an hour. He already felt very rich at that time, so he made up his mind to go to work.

Xu Wenyuan secretly calculated an account. If he typed three copies a day, at least a few thousand dollars a month would be saved. If he deducted three meals a day of steamed buns and pickles, or two meals a day, he could save a lot in a year. Maybe it won't be long before he can take this huge sum of money to help his father see a doctor, which he never dared to think about before.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Xu Zhiyuan waved his hands in front of him, "Don't be in a daze."

He noticed his brother was looking at job advertisements.

"Hey, let me tell you the truth, don't even think about working. It's illegal for us to recruit child labor! You, a 16-year-old kid, don't even have an ID card. Who dares to ask you to work?"

"ID card?"

"Ah, ID card, you can only get it when you are over 18! You are an adult when you have an ID card! If you insist on it, there are still two years left, unlike me, I have to wait for four years."

Xu Zhiyuan took him for a walk on the street, and took him to experience the consumption level of fast food restaurants, restaurants, pharmacies, etc. in the city. Xu Wenyuan was stunned. One piece of clothing can be worth half a year's harvest of their family. .

Xu Zhiyuan bought ice cream and stuffed it into his brother's hand: "Try it, it's so sweet!"

Xu Wenyuan had never seen this thing before, but seeing his younger brother eating happily, he couldn't help but lick it too, shivering from the cold.

Xu Zhiyuan laughed out loud at his uncouth appearance.

Xu Wenyuan went to grab the ice cream in his hand, but Xu Zhiyuan hid and shouted: "What are you doing! Don't steal from me!"

"It's too cold, it will hurt your stomach."

"No! I like eating ice cream in winter the most. Oh, don't be so old-fashioned, just like my mother. Anyway, remember, just hang out with me in my territory!"

Xu Zhiyuan walked in front shaking his head, Xu Wenyuan felt it was amazing, it was the first time in his life that he realized what it was like to be "covered by someone".

His younger brother seems to have given him many "first" wonderful experiences.

Xu Zhiyuan and Xu Wenyuan passed by the gate of their school, and he explained to his brother through the railing: "You have to go to school with me in two days, have you been to school?"

Xu Wenyuan shook his head.His grandfather only taught him to read and write at home, and he definitely never went to a serious school.

Originally, according to Xu Wenyuan's age, he should be a few years older than his younger brother, but because he has almost no foundation in cultural studies, he can only take classes with Xu Zhiyuan first, thinking about what he lacks and what he can make up for.

"This is the main entrance of the school. All senior students enter here, but this gate is strictly controlled. Let me tell you, tomorrow you will see an old man wearing glasses. , Wrinkled like this, eyes like this." Xu Zhiyuan pressed his eyes and tried to imitate the dean, "When someone is late, he will say, "You, that's you, the school badge! Tell your parents to come over! Damn, I'm scared to death."

Xu Zhiyuan patted his chest, looking joking.Xu Wenyuan pursed his lips, he found that his younger brother was a talker, and he seemed to like it quite a bit.

"I was late too, three or four times a week, and then I became smarter. I climbed in from the flower bed in the neighborhood next to the side gate! The old man knew I was late, but he couldn't catch me! He was so mad at him hahaha!"

Xu Wenyuan shook his head, followed his brother to the side door.

There really was a flower bed, a big rock was hidden behind the loofah vines, Xu Zhiyuan used his strength to jump lightly, and jumped directly onto the top of the wall.

He stretched out his hand towards Xu Wenyuan and said with a smile, "Come on, I'll pull you."

On Xu Wenyuan's first day in Yude, because Xu Yongshan had already taken care of everything in advance, the teacher asked him to sit next to Xu Zhiyuan, and forcibly moved the two of them to the first row, so that Xu Zhiyuan could help his brother more when he had time.

Xu Zhiyuan said: "You let me be the second-to-last one to help the last-to-last one?"

The teacher stared angrily: "How do you know that he must be the last one?"

"I want to know, he has never read a book."

He was not malicious, but the class roared with laughter.

Xu Zhiyuan glanced at his brother, still expressionless, as if other people's words had no effect on him, Xu Zhiyuan felt a little uncomfortable, and yelled at his classmates: "Laughing, laughing! Only you have studied? Did you pass the [-]th exam? When you came out, your head was caught by the door?"

The boy was not to be outdone: "What right do you have to say about me?"

"If I like to talk, just say you don't care! If you scold him, I will scold you!"

Seeing that the teacher's face became more and more ugly, Xu Wenyuan quickly comforted him: "It's okay, forget it."

Xu Zhiyuan gave the man a hard look, then turned his head to scold Xu Wenyuan: "When others bully you, you will be rewarded tenfold! Can you be a little promising!"

Xu Wenyuan held his hand reassuringly under the table, Xu Zhiyuan was still angry, so he went to stab the bottom of his hand, Xu Wenyuan didn't say a word while pinching the flesh with his nails.

Xu Zhiyuan poked for a while and stopped talking, quietly letting him hold it.

Xu Zhiyuan was particularly unruly in class. He used to desert in the back rows, but now he ran to the front row and still didn’t listen. He didn’t know what to think about.

The teacher ran to take a look and found that he had painted the old man in the book as himself, not to mention, there was still a seven-point portrait.

The teacher was furious: "Xu Zhiyuan! Stand up!"

"Turn back! Start and go!"

Xu Zhiyuan just stood at the door bored for more than 20 minutes, and heard the faint sound of laughter from the class.

"Hey Xu Wenyuan, you're so much older than us, so it's because you've retained two grades?"

"Impossible, he never studied at all, did he?"

"You are dressed so shabby, do you have no money to buy school uniforms?"

"The hairstyle is still so old-fashioned."

"Really, but I can't blame you for that. Those who come from the mountains have never been educated, are they literate? Why don't you sing a folk song?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xu Zhiyuan kicked the door: "Are you going to class or not? The Mediterranean Sea is here."

Mediterranean Sea is their dean, who was nicknamed by the students because he has no hair, of course he doesn't know it himself.The Mediterranean is also a history class. Although it is not the main class, the teacher is inexplicably fierce, and the students always take a detour when they see him.

So Xu Zhiyuan's voice came out, and the whole class shivered and quieted down.

Half a minute later, Hai Hai stepped into the classroom with his head held high and his chest held high.

Xu Wenyuan glanced at him for the first time, scribbled two big characters on the notebook and pushed it over: Thank you.He still learned simple Chinese characters from his grandparents at home.

Xu Zhiyuan smiled, and drew a coquettish heart on the back.

In the school that the Xu family brothers attended, there are two types of homework, most of which are class work, and students are required to finish it and hand it over to the teacher before school, and the remaining part needs to be completed after class.

Xu Zhiyuan usually copied other people's work, or did it randomly, so he could hand it over quickly.Xu Wenyuan is different. He has a poor foundation and refuses to be lazy, so he does it very slowly, usually taking two or three times more time than others.

Parents stipulate that Xu Zhiyuan must go home with his brother every day, which means that he spends a lot of time waiting every day.

Xu Zhiyuan didn't feel anything at first, but he became impatient after a long time.

He thought that I could finish a Kentucky meal by now, why should I sit here and waste my youth?He thought about it for a long time and thought that Xu Wenyuan should not get lost at such an adult, so he bumped his arm: "Hey, I have to go to the bookstore. I'm afraid it will disappear because a new book is on the shelves today. You can go back by yourself after finishing it." ?”

Xu Wenyuan looked up at him, wanted to say something, but finally just nodded.

"I'm leaving."

Xu Zhiyuan grabbed his schoolbag and happily flew out of the classroom. Before he left, he asked a question, "You know him, right? The way home."

"Ah."

This time Xu Wenyuan didn't look up.

That day Xu Zhiyuan spent more than ten o'clock in the game hall before arriving home.As soon as he entered the door, his mother stopped him and asked, "Where's your brother?"

Xu Zhiyuan was taken aback: "Did he not come back?"

"I came back and said that you went to the bookstore to find you again."

Xu Zhiyuan felt cold, and rushed to the door of the bookstore, and sure enough, he saw Xu Wenyuan sitting alone by the street lamp from a long distance away.Seeing his younger brother rushing over, he stood up happily, wanting to get something out of his arms.

Xu Zhiyuan didn't care either, he just felt uncomfortable and panicked, and just wanted to vent his anger on Xu Wenyuan: "I don't have feet?! I don't know the way and I want you to pick it up?! Take care of you Myself, you are not my mother!"

Xu Wenyuan was stunned for a moment, that expression slowly blurred in front of Xu Zhiyuan's eyes like an ink painting.

Xu Zhiyuan thought, so he also had such an expression, so sad.

When I went back that day, Xu Zhiyuan took a shower and fell asleep without drying his head. He couldn’t sleep to drink water because of a headache in the middle of the night. He saw two steamed buns and a note on the table: “Sorry, I’m afraid you didn’t Bought it for dinner."

The buns were already cold, but there was a faint smell from Xu Wenyuan's body.

Xu Zhiyuan glanced at the lower bunk, his brother was facing inside and couldn't see his expression clearly, his body curled up when he was sleeping, Xu Zhiyuan rubbed his arms, feeling that it was a bit cold in late autumn, he stretched the blanket and climbed in, encircling Xu Wenyuan from behind.

The body touched, and the warm body temperature spread through the back, comfortably smoothing the thorn in Xu Zhiyuan's heart.

"Brother—I'm sorry." He whispered.

Xu Wenyuan turned over, wrapped his younger brother in his arms, patted his head and said with a nasal voice, "Sleep."