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The two locked the door and went downstairs. People from the third year of high school came down one after another from upstairs.There is no mid-term exam in the third year of senior high school. Their new courses will be completed around the National Day, and then there will be rounds of long review and consolidation. Three days, one test and five days, one test, and the information of each subject is crushed and broken. , Until July next year, they will have to repeat their current life uninterruptedly, and now the mid-term exam is completely meaningless to them.

Whether time is fast or slow, it will be their turn next year.

Yu Jinle looked at them and suddenly felt emotional.

"Have you decided what to choose for Section X?"

The college entrance examination policy seems to be changing every year. The last senior year was taken out as a guinea pig and tried "3+X". Without much fuss, they should be the one who will catch up with this train.

He didn't like the high school life in Luzhong, but this high school life was not as long as he thought - at least after the third grade, the five or six hundred students in the whole grade would be rearranged into new classes.

Then I thought that I might be transferred away.

Of course, it is also possible not to leave, provided that they both chose the same X subject.

"Me?" Yu Jinle didn't think much about it. He was greeting the senior sister he knew in the third year of high school. When he heard the question, he didn't think much about it. What to choose!"

"Aren't you better at science?"

Like and be good at are two different things.

In the face of the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination, the first consideration for general candidates is the level of their usual scores. As for hobbies and the like, they can all be put aside for the time being.

But the thoughtful answer broke his cognition.

He knew that he would go crazy thinking that every time he was preparing for the liberal arts exam, he would definitely not have any hobbies; but in terms of scores, it was obvious that science was better.

It is neither a hobby nor an advantage, so why choose politics?

While thinking about it, he didn't make a fool of himself, so he explained directly: "This has nothing to do with strengths, it's just a matter of planning."

After such a long time, it was the first time they talked about a topic related to "future". While thinking about it, they tilted their heads, dragged their voices "um" for a long time, and scratched their heads.

He was afraid that Yu Jinle would not understand, so he continued to explain: "Politics will be more suitable for majors in the future. Of course, it is best to go to the first one, but the most important thing is to look at the majors. For example, the first major is minerals and the second is law. The latter is definitely the major to choose, in fact economics is also fine, if you really want to perform abnormally, you can go to the police academy, after you come out, you will naturally follow my father's path."

Although I haven't said it clearly, I only know a general saying that "find a good job after the college entrance examination and a good university", but when it is broken down, it is like Yu Jinle, a small citizen who seems to have a strict family but lacks future plans. There is an essential difference between family and family, which is a heritage from the family of birth.

Yu Jinle knew that they were different, but it was at this moment that he clearly realized how big the gap was between them.

"I also want to choose physics, and chemistry is fine. I don't have to memorize a bunch of useful and useless things like politics. If I can take the route of science and engineering, it's a bit wrong." He is also very distressed, and he has a premonition of his third year Will be overwhelmed by the vast ocean of information, "It's hard to die."

"What about you?" I wanted to turn around and ask him, "Do you have any ideas about which direction to go?"

what direction?Yu Jinle looked at him blankly.

"What am I going to do in the future? How should I go?" He asked himself, but he was at a loss.

He is only seventeen, a sophomore in high school, and even a minor, and it will be his turn to take part in the school's unified coming-of-age ceremony next year. If there is no accident, there will be at least three to four years of college life——

The time seemed so long, why did you ask about his future?

But there are really people—thinking it is one of them, but they have already planned the way they will go in the future.

After this comparison, he suddenly woke up.

It turns out that people are really different.

After coming to Tuzhong, I have always been in self-pity and self-pity, complaining that the people here are all related households, complaining that the lack of human kindness here is not the place for ordinary people like him-are these problems in Tuzhong?It was clearly his own problem!

No matter how much Zhang Hongkuan can take him for fun, isn't he also seeing his cowardice and inferiority?

The reason why the families behind Bian Xiang, Zhang Hongkuan and others can appear superior is not only because they enjoy privileges of rank, but more importantly, they have the far-sightedness that ordinary families lack. When their peers are still confused about the future, they The development of the next five or even ten years has been planned long ago. Even if the ideal and the reality inevitably deviate, but under the premise of the same tone and the same goal, it will always be better than others.

On the other hand, I was born in a small family who was busy with three meals a day. Due to the limitations of my eyesight, my parents couldn't plan for their children's future in advance like Bian's and Zhang's. But what about him?Did he fight for it?Have you ever thought about it?

The composition of the school is by no means just like the Bian family and the Zhang family. What about other ordinary students who account for a larger proportion and can support the glory of this century-old school?

It seems that his ideological cognition is undergoing a subversive big impact. Yu Jinle digs through layers of his self-righteous thoughts, and finds that since he went to high school, apart from routine cynicism, he seems to have nothing to do. Other constructive or solution thinking and reflection.

A little hurt.

As Yu Jinle walked into the store, he thought about the distance between his "no competition with the world" and "eating to death".

When I went downstairs, I saw that the lights on my floor were not on. This means that no one has come back from home.

When he first moved here, he was only in the fourth grade of elementary school. Mother Yu was afraid that he would be neglected at a young age. The Jiajia House is close to the store, and there are people in the store every day. Either Yu’s father or Yu’s mother did not give the three brothers and sisters keys. He has always carried it with him. Now that he is in high school, he has no habit of carrying a key with him.

Take one and lose one, take two and lose two, in short, concrete actions have proved Yu's mother's wise move back then.

Now his father must be out to deliver the goods again, and his mother can't leave the store alone.

It was getting late, and he had to help out at the store, so that his mother would have time to go home and make dinner.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the store, I heard a shrill and exaggerated female voice from inside: "I knew their family was doing this again! It's just because I am the youngest! The big boss is usually very good. He drives a car and takes care of his children. Honey, but once it’s time to get down to business, you hide away, and even the old man wants to come over for a birthday party without sharing the expenses! They have a good idea!"

He paused and stopped behind the pillar.

The woman who talked all over the place was his third aunt.

It is not new for the third uncle and the younger uncle to get along with each other. Even if the two families go to pay New Year’s greetings to the elderly during the Chinese New Year, they have to go at a different time. , Uncle Yu died early, and Dad Yu, as the oldest person in the current generation of the family, had to stand up and "hold justice" whenever something happened.

Right now, it was just before grandma's birthday, and the third aunt was so angry that she couldn't do without this important matter.

"Why is it bad for every family to arrange the birthday of the elderly? You have to make such troubles!"

The conversation was still going on, when a guest entered in front of Yu Jinle, who was probably frightened by Aunt Yu's screaming voice, and left in a hurry in less than 3 minutes.

"My aunt and my mother don't get along, and the two families haven't spoken a word for so many years. Isn't this arrangement making people unhappy?"

The trifles of the long family and the short family are talked about so that the neighbors on the left and right can hear it clearly.

Yu Jinle sighed, it's not good to open the door to do business here, it's like stripping naked and being seen as an adulterer, but there is really nothing you can do, you can't stop people from talking.

Thinking about home is definitely not the case - at least the general environment in the community looks so sophisticated and elegant.

I'm really a little envious.

The strap of the schoolbag was pulled from behind, and he turned around to see Qian Xiaoshan was lying on the wall looking at him.

"Wow, is there a sex meeting in your store? Are you hiding here because you are afraid of being criticized after going in?"

It is true that the voice is so loud that you can hear it on the side of the road.

He straightened the strap of his schoolbag and glanced at her, "Don't worry too much about children, just go back to your lessons."

After speaking, he turned back and stepped into the store.

"Third Aunt, Mom." He came in and called someone, hanging his schoolbag on the back of the chair.

The third aunt quieted down when she saw him, and smiled at him, "Jin Le is out of school?"

He nodded and glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

Third Aunt Yu pointed to the tea tray and asked him to drink tea, then turned her head and continued to say to her mother, "Our family is not finished with the youngest, he has not lived like a human being! I used to teach his eldest daughter not to talk to my children at school, saying We are barbers, don't think I don't know! His silly daughter said everything!"

It was not yet 06:30, but Yu's mother hadn't cooked yet, and the third aunt's constant nagging seemed to be able to string together a news broadcast.

It's really endless.

Yu Jinle frowned slightly, "Mom, eat early tonight, I have an exam tomorrow, and I have to study."

No matter how big the matter is, it is not as big as my own children's studies. Aunt Yu's family is also three children, so she naturally understands this. Before her mother can speak, she hastened to ask for gold and retreat, and smiled to find a step for herself: "Jin Le studied hard, It's really time to eat early, Second Aunt, you should go home and cook! I'm leaving now."

The roots of the ears finally became clean.

In a small shop in a small shop and a family in a market, except for the three meals a day, it seems that there are only these mothers-in-law’s family. Noisy at home.

He has been to Lu Jing's house twice, and they were quiet and unpopular. Lu Jing said that he often stayed alone like that. Compared with this, he wondered if he would get used to that kind of life.

Thinking about it... I really can't imagine what Bian's family is like. Occasionally, I can hear from the few words I'm thinking about. His father should be very serious, but he also attaches great importance to his only son. As for his stepmother, it is more appropriate to say that he is both a mother and a friend, and the family atmosphere should be quite harmonious.

Yu Jinle's gift reminded me of what day it is today.

his birthday.

So the old man came back, so Shen Yunjia prepared a table of dishes comparable to the New Year's Eve dinner.

When he was about to open the door and enter the house, Shen Yunjia and Bian Zhenhua were in the living room.

His father was sitting on the sofa, and Shen Yunjia moved a small stool and sat in front, holding his left hand and manicuring his nails. She cut them carefully, and after each cut, she carefully trimmed the nails with a small spatula. Fan, finally have to lift it up to see the effect.

Bian Zhenhua looked at her quietly with lowered eyelids, his eyes were warm and calm.

When they were about to enter the room, the two looked back at him. Shen Yunjia paused, pointed to the direction of the kitchen and said to him, "Are you back? Sit down for a while, we can eat soon. I'm going to be hungry There is soup in the kitchen, drink some first."

The scene was so warm that he somehow felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay." He immediately turned his feet and turned back into the kitchen.

A casserole was simmering on a small fire on the platform, tumbling and tumbling, the big bone was rotten and stewed with spring vegetables, the greasy was absorbed by the leaves, and the strong meat and bone flavor was sweetened by the leaves.

It’s a dish from the city of Gu, and he and I both like it. I’m not used to the traditional medicinal soup in Guangdong Province. I think adding a bunch of medicinal materials to the bone soup and chicken soup is like drinking traditional Chinese medicine. It’s a kind of Tortured, in contrast, he favors the local taste of the city.

Over the years, whether intentional or not, willing or not, bits and pieces of the city have slowly seeped into their lives.

While thinking about scooping up half a bowl, he leaned against the cooking table and sipped slowly.

The old side is like this, which is actually quite good.

When you come back from a long business trip outside, someone is attentive and considerate. When the door is opened, the lights are brightly lit. When you approach the dining table, there is hot soup and rice. Even watching TV, someone will notice that your nails have grown and need to be trimmed.

Maybe it doesn't matter when you are young, but when strands of silver hair emerge from your hairline, you will realize how precious it is.

If there is no Shen Yunjia——

I thought about it a little bit.

Suddenly there was a cold war.

Although the old side can cook, but with his frequency of business trips and his style of working overtime anytime and anywhere, it is estimated that the two of them should order takeaway to eat more boxed lunches.

It's scary to think about it.

Fortunately, Shen Yunjia appeared, and fortunately, he failed to make a revolution in the past.

The mobile phone in the trouser pocket buzzed and vibrated, and it was turned on mute during the exam, but it was not turned back.

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[Note]: Damu = big aunt

emmmmmmmmmmmmm~Although there are not many people who read this article, they still cherish the smoke of this pitiful few people, so I will say it here~

I am planning to go on a trip these few days, and I only came back on March 3th. I don’t bring a computer, and the Internet is not very convenient. The next update is tentatively scheduled for March 7th.

I hope that those who are already lonely and rare don’t abandon me just like that Q_Q