Time: 2009-4-512:32:39 Words: 2673
Walking seven or eight miles was not a difficult thing for an ordinary person, but for Zhiyuan, who was hungry and haggard, it was like a difficult ordeal. In the evening of this underdeveloped city, there were very few pedestrians on the suburban roads. There were no street lamps, and only the occasional tractor with dazzling headlights rushed past.
It was windy tonight, so Zhiyuan had to walk against the wind. He felt his limbs were weak and weak. Every step forward was even
He moved forward with some difficulty. The steps he took pulled his body forward slightly. He was half-dragging and half-carrying the weight. He truly felt what it meant to be weak. The wind was supporting him as he staggered. The wind whistled past his ears, like the laughter of others and the roar of his own frustration. Before he could shout, he was torn apart by the wind and thrown into the ravine by the roadside. It flowed into the distance with the gurgling water. A distance that was not too far was a long and arduous journey.
There was no passion and high mood when going to war, no dazzling night view, only dust blowing through the distant lights. Hard conditions could always train a person's strong will. A person with a strong will would always be grateful to fate. The humble and realistic attitude was because he knew that the God of Fate's halo of charity would not be thrown to you because of your sad wailing. God and fate also had two sides, ruthless and indifferent, and warm. It would not be moved by your suffering, but it would be convinced by your persistence and sincerity. Zhiyuan could only hope for the latter.
Walking alone on the road of defeat, Zhiyuan's mood was indescribable. Now his luggage had become the biggest burden. The road was getting closer and closer to his second uncle's house in the Kuangqu. He could already vaguely hear the sound of ore being dumped from the coal mine. His heart was filled with relief and deep melancholy. How to face his second uncle became a question he was thinking about intensely at the moment.
After walking in the dark for more than an hour, he finally saw the light of the Kuangqu. The hope that lit up made his footsteps no longer stumble. " Keep it up, we're almost there," he encouraged himself in his heart.
They finally stepped onto the flat asphalt road of the Kuangqu. Although their footsteps were still a little shaky, their hearts were already much more relaxed. The night in the Kuangqu was a little cold. There were no more people coming and going during the day. Only the street lamps that were lit up early shone on his body. Zhiyuan felt a sense of belonging and warmth.
His hand was already numb and painful from the luggage pendant. He felt like he would drop it at any moment. Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and refused to stop to rest. He was afraid that he would not have the strength to stand up once he stopped.
His persistence had allowed him to see the entrance of the coal mine. The lights in front of him were much brighter. The lights on the wall and the entrance of the security room reflected each other. Under the bright lights, he could see how glorious the coal mine had always been.
A bright light welcomed a young man who walked out of the darkness. He turned the corner at the entrance of the coal mine and arrived at the family building where his second uncle lived. The number of pedestrians in front of him gradually increased as he approached the center of the Kuangqu. There were workers coming in and out of the coal mine's entrance constantly. Bikes and motorcycles came from the direction of the coal mine's entrance and sped past them. These were workers who had just finished work and were rushing home. No one paid attention to Zhiyuan who was moving under the light. He was panting and thirsty. His sweat had dried up and his body was dry. He felt hot and dry.
When he arrived at his second uncle's house again, the luggage in his hand slipped to the ground and he sat on it blankly. Fortunately, his second uncle lived on the first floor, or Zhiyuan would not have the strength to climb up the stairs. The lights in his second uncle's house and his neighbor's house were on. Laughter came from the crack in his second uncle's house. Tears flowed down his cheeks. This was the last water in his body. It was the liquid separated from his blood. It also carried the smell of blood. It rolled down with the slight beating of his heart. The moment it landed, it melted into the rough cement floor, leaving only traces of boiling.
He gently knocked on the door. He could not bear to see the warm scene in the house be broken by his arrival. She gently knocked on the door but did not open it. Perhaps Second Uncle's family was immersed in a harmonious atmosphere. He knocked hard again, and the door opened. Second Uncle came out with a smile on his face. When he saw Second Uncle Zhiyuan standing outside the door, the smile on his face froze.
Zhiyuan's sweaty face looked pale and weak. His hair was disheveled and he looked at his second uncle listlessly. His eyes were filled with sadness and desire. The air at the scene was also infected by Zhiyuan's miserable appearance. Second Aunt's cousins also came out, and they were all stunned when they saw Zhiyuan.
"Why did you come back at this time? You even brought your luggage. Why aren't you working there anymore?”Second Uncle asked in surprise. " The contractor ran away, and there's no pay," Zhiyuan said hoarsely.
Second Uncle understood everything and did not ask too much. He was afraid that he would hurt his nephew again, so he had to ask again. Everything had become an irreparable reality. His cousin helped Zhiyuan bring his luggage into the house, and his cousin also set up a stool." Wash your face and eat first." Second Uncle still used a simple and direct tone. Although Zhiyuan was very hungry, he did not have the desire to eat in front of food." Hurry up and eat," Second Aunt urged him with concern.
After a simple meal, everyone sat on the sofa and watched TV. Only Second Aunt was left to clear the dishes. Zhiyuan sat at the side foolishly. Although there was no need to be restrained in Second Uncle's house, he knew that he had to pay attention to his words and actions. The atmosphere in the room was obviously not as lively as before. Second Uncle was watching TV thoughtfully. His eyes were fixed on the screen, and his heart might not be in the exciting scene. Cousin and cousin were watching TV seriously and discussing the content of the program from time to time.
After the meal, Zhiyuan suddenly felt like he had been reborn. He was much more energetic and his face had become much ruddy. However, his hair and clothes still hinted at the environment he had lived in before. "What should we do in the future? Should we go home or continue to find another job?”Zhiyuan was prepared for his second uncle's question." I don't want to go home. I don't have the face to go back now. I'd better find another job!"”Zhiyuan said with a sad tone. Zhiyuan didn't want to go home, and he didn't have the face to do so. The boasting he had said when he dropped out of school had been hitting his heart, keeping him awake at all times and making him unable to extricate himself from the quagmire of regret. "You'd better go home! There is really no suitable job for you here. You still have two ways to go. If the mine doesn't recruit new workers this year, you can join the army. In that case, you can find a way to work in the security department of the mine through your connections. If you can't join the army, you can only continue to farm at home. I don't want you to go home either. After all, your registered permanent residence has been left behind in the mine. If you go back like this, I'll lose face. The people in my hometown will laugh at your second uncle's incompetence.”Zhiyuan could tell that his second uncle was also very helpless when he spoke. From his tone, it seemed that all the reasons and hopes for staying were gone. Zhiyuan's expression, which had just recovered, slipped into a state of despair again.
I'll go to the staff bathhouse in the coal mine to take a bath again. I'm going home. His cousin brought him into the bathhouse again. Zhiyuan didn't know if he would be lucky enough to have a locker with his number in the changing room, because only an official miner would have a locker. Miners wearing black safety helmets walked past them. The miners 'uniforms were so black that the stripes on the cloth could not be seen clearly. Everyone's face was covered in coal ash, and everyone was wearing a pair of waterproof rubber boots.
After taking a shower, it was past eleven o'clock at night. He returned to his cousin's single dormitory again. His cousin was still watching TV. The hard work and grievances of the past few days were about to pour out. He climbed into bed and cried happily. He suppressed his voice. He did not want others to hear his weak and helpless crying in the silent night.
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