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Tang Zhicheng continued to listen intently to my narration of the past...

Since I don’t have the money to send letters and buy stamps, I am very unhappy, but I can’t ask my mother for money. My family is different from others, so I am very independent.

There are a lot of oranges grown in the village chief’s field in Yanjia Village. Now the Chinese New Year is about to harvest oranges. Oranges are a must-have fruit for every household during the Chinese New Year. Therefore, the village chief wants to harvest all the oranges before the year to sell them for a good price. I passed by the entrance of the village to hear Seeing that he was asking people to help pick oranges everywhere, I heard that if I could go and help, I could earn more money to buy stamps, and I could also prepare for high school tuition, so that I could be with Yan Jiasheng again, so I left past.

"Major, can I help pick oranges?"

The village chief looked at me suspiciously, "You? Will your mother be angry at you for doing this job?"

"No, I want to help with work to make money to reduce my mother's burden." I answered seriously.

The village head glanced at me, "5 cents a day, do you want to do it?"

Probably because I am a child and I have a foreign surname, so he deliberately blackmailed me. I just heard him say that it costs 5 cents a day to hire someone to pick oranges. Living, [-] cents is already a rare amount for me.

"Then come and help early tomorrow!"

"Well..." I went home happily.

The next day, I got up at dawn, but my mother got up earlier than me, and the porridge was ready. I only ate a bowl and ran to the door. I was afraid that the village head would disqualify me if I went late, my mother Looked at me going out puzzled, "Where did you go early in the morning?"

"I asked my classmates to catch birds!" I replied.

"It's so big, I'm still fooling around!" My mother babbled, and I ran away happily.

Picking oranges is not at all difficult for a child like me, and the money is relatively easy to earn. Every day after helping the village chief pick oranges, I will draw a stroke in the notebook based on the orthographic characters, and soon the third The orthographic has been written, I smiled happily, which means I earned seven yuan and fifty cents, and I fell asleep laughing!

The next day I got up early as usual, but my mother became suspicious of me, "You wake up so early every day, you don't go home for dinner at noon, and you don't come back until dark at night. What the hell are you doing outside?"

"Mom! I didn't do anything, I was just playing around!" I scratched my hair and looked embarrassed.

"Miao, mom is just you as a son. Mom doesn't want you to be successful, but only wants you to be safe and sound. When you grow up, you will be the successor to the Min family. It's enough to be ordinary and old."

"Understood! Mom!" I still coped with the answer and went out.

Today is the 27th year, and the Chinese New Year is only three days away. I am still picking oranges from the orange tree. It is almost noon. I feel uncomfortable, maybe the attraction of money is too great, so I am willing to be searched by the cold wind.

"Yan Rong, what's wrong with you?" It was Yan Jiasheng's mother's voice, very nervous and anxious.

Yan Rong is the father of Yan Jiasheng, one of the two men invited by the village head to help pick oranges, the other is me, and the others are all women. I stopped and looked at the orange tree a few meters away. On the ground, my aunt held his arm by the side. I knew something was wrong and jumped off the tree immediately.

Taking a closer look, Yan Rongbo's face was grim and in great pain. His aunt pinched his arm helplessly, and there was a big gash on his leg that was bleeding. I couldn't understand why my aunt didn't help cover the bleeding wound instead. He pinched his arm.

"Auntie, what's the matter with Uncle?" I asked her out of sincere concern. Although I went to their house to inquire about Brother Sheng's news, they were rudely kicked out by the couple, but he is Brother Sheng's parents, so I don't hold any grudges. Pass.

"He was bitten by a snake! What to do? What to do?" Auntie cried helplessly.

I just found out that there were two small wounds bleeding from Yan Rongbo's mother's fork. The blood was sucked out, I sucked it hard, spit out a mouthful of blood and then sucked it again, the smell of blood was very fishy, ​​it made me a little nauseous but I still held back, after spitting out a few mouthfuls of red blood, Yan Rongbo still had the same expression, This makes me a little scared, is the teacher's method useless?

Several other aunts gathered around and chattered and chatted, but no one told me what to do, and my aunt was so scared that she lost her mind. What I thought of was to help Yan Rongbo go to the market to find a doctor, I tried to help him up, but his legs seemed to be unable to walk. I couldn't hold him up alone, and my aunt sat on the ground paralyzed.

"Who can help help the other side? I'll take him to the market" I asked, but the ladies present didn't say a word, probably because they were afraid that the miser, the village chief, would deduct their wages!

No one was willing to help, my aunt was too small to support her, so I had no choice but to carry Uncle Yan Rong on my back, and let my aunt go first to inform the village head, my aunt ran very fast, I realized what it means to be cold and warm, those people can do nothing for money. Do not save.

I carried Yan Rongbo on my back alone, walking heavy and hasty steps. He is about 1.7 meters tall and he is a bit strong and heavy. My aunt has disappeared, and I am still far away from the road to the market. Running around, sweat still dripped down.

It may be that he is too heavy, or that I am not strong enough, or that the road in the countryside is uneven. I staggered forward and almost touched the ground. Fortunately, my hands supported me in time, and Yan Rongbo pressed on my back. When I got down, my palm was scratched, and the sand was stuck in it, bleeding. It was really painful. The wound on Yan Rongbo’s foot was bleeding even more due to this tossing, and my pants were also wet. He didn’t make a sound. Moaning in pain, he was strong.

I tried my best to carry him on my back and got up, and continued to walk for a long distance. When I reached the entrance of the village, my aunt led the village head and pushed a tricycle over. There were also many members of the Yan family who were watching the fun, and a few men helped After putting down Yan Rongbo on my back, I carried the tricycle, and everyone followed the village chief to push the cart to the market. I squatted on the stone by the roadside exhausted.

All I could hear was their "Hurry up! Hurry up!" and Auntie's "Hold on! There it is" and they were getting farther and farther away. The pain reminded me of the scrape just now, the sand was deep, and the trousers were torn.

I was stunned at the entrance of the village for a long time, my stomach was growling, let's go home!I just arrived at the door of the house, and was bumped by my mother who came out of the door. She saw the hole at the knee of my trousers at a glance, "Why did you go to you?"

"I...go...go..." I couldn't speak out.

"Go back to the room and change it for me to help you sew it back." After she finished speaking, she probably went back to the room to get the needle and thread. My mother didn't scold me, but I felt more uncomfortable than being scolded. I always caused her trouble.

I went back to the room and changed my pants, took them out and handed them to my mother. The blood on the pants made my mother shake, and immediately took my hand. She found the wound on the palm of my hand, "What the hell are you doing outside?" There is blood on the hand and it hurts again." The mother panicked.

"Hey... big sister!" We looked at the door, and it was Yan Jiasheng's mother who came in through the door with a bag of oranges in her hand. Now that it's over, I will definitely let my mother know about working for the village chief. Will be angry?