Unstoppable

01

"Lu Yao, wait for me!" A fervent shout made Lu Yao stop. He turned his tall and thin body and looked towards her with squinted eyes. At the school gate, they were waiting for the arrival of Wu Yinan, the person who made the sound. Then the two boys carrying heavy backpacks walked together to the station not far away, preparing to take the bus back to Luli Village to spend a rare weekend for senior high school students.

Luli Village is located thirty-five miles south of the county. It is an old village with a history of hundreds of years. It is said that originally only people named Lu lived in the village. Later, a large number of refugees named Li moved in from under the big locust tree in an unknown year. After countless fights and games, the two surnames finally shook hands and made peace. The village, also known as Luli Village, enjoys the resources of this world.

However, with the passage of time, the number of descendants of people with the surname Lu in the village has become increasingly thin, and the number has become increasingly scarce. Today, there are finally only twenty households left. But the people surnamed Li have firmly taken root in this land, sprouting countless branches, flourishing, and having descendants all over the land, occupying the front, back, south, and north of the village. However, due to customs, this village where people with the surname Li dominate is still called Luli Village.

Wu Yinan’s grandfather Li Bingzhong lives in Luli Village. Wu Yinan grew up with his grandparents, and would often go back to Luli Village to visit them, and it was the same this time.

"Lu Yao, where did you buy this red sweater? It's so festive. I want to buy one too." Wu Yinan suddenly asked with a smile, which made Lu Yao's face tremble. His face turned red, just like the bright red sweater peeking out from the collar of his black cotton-padded jacket. "You can't buy it. My mother knitted this for me," he replied to Wu Yinan with a sullen expression.

Wu Yinan smiled awkwardly after hearing this and quickly changed the topic. He realized that he had just been abrupt, and he was not unaware of the situation of Lu Yao's family: the family was poor, and all three brothers and sisters were studying; Lu's father worked outside all year round to earn tuition for the children, while Lu's mother stayed at home to take care of the children and do some Simple farm work, and she still has some problems with her eyes... The whole family is struggling, and there is no spare money to buy new clothes for Lu Yao.

Fortunately, Lu Yao is more upbeat. He seems to spend all his available time on studying, very hard, and sometimes even his class teacher can’t stand it anymore and advises him not to work too hard. Now, let’s go out and play. Years of poverty and the parents' increasingly ardent wish for a successful child: "We have placed all our hopes on you" have made the boy more and more gloomy. Although he has delicate features, his face is extremely pale, like a tree. The poplar trees growing in the foggy swamps are struggling to grow, just waiting for the day when their branches and leaves can be exposed to the bright sunshine and fresh air.

"It's finally a holiday. I've been taking classes for a month. I'm really going crazy. How about you?" Wu Yinan is such a fast-talking big boy. Life is hard for him. It is said that it is so pure white and black, and happiness and distress are also so simple.

"I'm fine, but it's a week and I can go home and get a good night's sleep." Lu Yao answered him.

In fact, Lu Yao really likes this smiling, round-faced friend. He knows that he has a withdrawn personality and is very depressed and negative inside. He has had almost no friends around him since he was a child. And the young Wu Yinan was like a clear spring placed by God beside him, always gently supporting him when he was on the verge of collapse.

While talking, the urban and rural bus home arrived. The two of them chatted every time they took a ride. They got off the bus when they passed by the east of Luli Village and walked towards the village. Lu Yao's home is located in the south of the middle of the village, very close to Wu Yinan's grandfather's home in the west, so the two have known each other since childhood, and they still had a good relationship until their senior year in high school.

Before they reached the door of Lu's house, the two heard a quarrel in the yard. Lu Yao's face tightened and he walked quickly into the house. It turned out that the mother was arguing about the cemetery with Uncle Dongjun, who was respected by everyone in the village. Uncle Dongjun said that he had not known about it before. It seemed that there was no way out and asked Lu's mother to call Lu Yao's father, Lu Liang. After calling him, he turned around and left in a hurry, leaving this place of right and wrong as if he was running away.

02

Lu Yao held his mother's trembling arm and asked her anxiously what was going on. At this time, the intense emotion in Mother Lu's eyes had not faded, so she briefly told Lu Yao what had happened. It turns out that Li Xian, an old man at the east end of the village, passed away a few days ago and was buried today, but his grave occupied the land of the Lu family's ancestral grave. In the hearts of the villagers, this not only occupies three fingers of land, but also intercepts the Lu family's luck in their own homes in terms of Feng Shui. In particular, it may hinder the studies and education of several children of the Lu family. The future...

What makes Mother Lu the most angry is that she only just found out about the occupation of her ancestral grave, and Li Xian's family and the entire Luli Village are hiding it from her. If she hadn't been squatting on the ground to dig mushrooms in the old woods to the east, she accidentally overheard a few passing women talking in low voices:

"Oh, Lu Liang's family is in misery. Someone cut off the ancestral grave." Good luck."

"Isn't it? The kids will be ruined in the future."

"Hey, Lu Yao will take the college entrance examination after the new year!"

"Didn't Lu Liang say that with his son's grades, he would definitely be able to get into a good class? Let's wait and see!"

"Hey, Lu Liang, who has been living alone these years, is Our village has suffered a lot, and we were hoping that this son would turn around..."

...

How could she not have found out that the ancestral graves of the old Lu family had been secretly stolen? Bad feng shui.

Mother Lu was so angry about this matter that she went to Xidi to see it in person. As expected, Li Xianxian's grave was dug next to Grandpa Lu Yao's grave, and all the dead grass at the foot of the grave was shoveled away. Turned over a piece. She was filled with hatred and fear, but she couldn't stop the workers in the tomb from continuing to lay floor tiles, so she had to run back to the village and go to Li Xian's house to argue.

Before his death, Li Xian worked in the township government and was well-known in the townships. After his sudden death from a heart attack, many distant relatives and old friends came to express their condolences. They stood from outside the door to inside the hospital. It's people. It was at the door of Li's house that Mother Lu was stopped by relatives and friends of the Li family. They said that Li Xianjin's three sons had all gone to town to buy things. His widow Qinglian fainted from crying and asked Mother Lu to understand... Mother Lu could not enter Li's house alone, and she could not seek justice, so she returned to her home in tears.

There was really nothing else to do, so Lu’s mother called Lu Yao’s father, Lu Liang, and told her the “progress” of the matter. Lu Liang was far away in Guangdong and of course he couldn’t come back, so she asked her to go and ask for Dong first. Uncle Jun talked about this matter, but Uncle Dongjun didn't want to get involved... As he spoke, Mother Lu suddenly sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

Lu Yao frowned. From the north end of the alley came bursts of gun salutes, and then the mournful sound of suonas also sounded. It was the Li family carrying Li Xianjin's coffin for the funeral. The filial man and filial daughter began to cry loudly, and moved slowly towards the grave pit in the west along with the heavy maroon coffin.

Wu Yinan looked at the desperate Lu family and didn’t know what to do for a moment. He lowered his head and quietly walked out of the Lu family’s door. He wanted to go home and talk to his grandfather about this, but he didn’t know if he would come back. room.

Unexpectedly, grandpa was not at home. Grandma said that he had gone to help Li Xian at home. Wu Yinan put down his schoolbag and went to look for his grandfather. As soon as he went out, he saw the funeral procession of Li Xian's house heading east to pass by his door and heading west. He felt very uncomfortable, so he stepped back, closed the door and sat in the yard. Li Gan et al.

03

The salute boomed again, even the persimmon branches above shook a few times, and a dozen sparrows chirped in surprise. He flapped his little wings and flew behind the ridge of the main room. When Wu Yinan heard that the team had finally gone away, he sighed and got up and went out to the east. He had just walked less than five meters when he heard a shocking roar from behind: "Don't pass!"

"It's Lu Yao!" Wu Yinan's heart suddenly shrank, and he immediately Turn around and stride towards the west. After passing the long and silent funeral procession, he saw his friend blocking the coffin.

Lu Yao, who was as cold as a bamboo in the wind, saw a man blocking the front of the team. A pair of red eyes stared fiercely at Li Xianxian's heavy maroon coffin.

No one spoke, and gradually the howling cold wind stopped, and the poplar trees standing on both sides of the path stopped shaking their branches. In the huge silence, Lu Yao's breathing became faster and faster. With trembling purple lips, he asked Qinglian and her sons: "Why do you occupy my family's ancestral tomb? Why don't you discuss it with our family?"

No one answered him. Qinglian clutched the front hem of her silk clothes and said nothing, and her sons, who were wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety, did not say anything either. After a long time, Qinglian's skinny eldest son Li Zhixiao suddenly threw himself on his father's coffin and cried: "Dad, dad, your son is unfilial, so you can't leave in peace..."

Qinglian also turned around and lay on the coffin and cried: "His cruel father, why don't you take me away too? Let us orphans and widowed mothers stay in the world and be bullied..." She cried The sound became more and more miserable, until she fainted. Her second son, Li Zhiren, who was kneeling next to her, held her in his arms and protected her, and quickly helped her pinch her. At this time, the funeral crowd began to buzz and discuss, and people from the edge of the village and the fields also rushed over to watch the fun.

Lu Yao felt ridiculous when he heard the Li family's angry cries. But he couldn't make any expression. He already had some asthma problems, and the rapid breathing just now had made his facial muscles stiff and numb. Suddenly, Li Zhigang, the youngest son of Li Xian's family who was kneeling next to his eldest brother, suddenly stood up. He ripped off his broad filial piety hat and threw it at his feet, shouting: "Lu Yao, I'll beat you to death, you coward." !" He rushed towards Lu Yao.

Lu Yao took a deep breath and clenched his fists to face him, "You are the cowards. We, the Lu family, are not easy to bully!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit hard by a punch on the right side of his face. , and his fist was immediately sent to Li Zhigang's stomach... Lu Yao, who was dressed in black, and Li Zhigang, who was dressed in white, quickly hugged each other and beat each other until the dust flew up. Qinglian, who regained consciousness at this time, started sobbing again: "Father, please open your eyes and look. People have bullied you into your coffin..." The long-drawn cry was accompanied by Li Zhixiao's low voice. The cry became the best background music for this fight.

Wu Yinan was not a spectator. When Lu Yao was beaten, he followed him to start a fight. However, Li Zhigang was really strong. Although he was one year younger than him and Lu Yao, he was much stronger. . In the chaos, he also received a few punches from Li Zhigang, until the nosebleeds flowed down and touched the forehead of Lu Yao, who was becoming more and more passive. Only then did the crowd exclaim: "Don't hit me, don't hit me. If you hit me again, I'll do it." Someone is dead!" So a few strong men quickly walked out from the team of mourners carrying the coffin, and they easily separated the three big boys who were fighting together.

Lu Yao's right eye and face were swollen, and his cotton-padded jacket was torn open several times, revealing old yellowed silk floss. The bright red sweater was now exposed to the excitement of being torn apart. Unbuttoned cotton-padded jacket. However, he still limped back to his original position, staring at Li Xianxian's widow and eldest son without saying a word. Li Zhigang looked at this enemy who was wearing bright red clothes and looked like a stubborn donkey. He felt anxious and hateful. He roared and was about to pounce on him again, but Wu Yinan behind him grabbed him around the waist. The two fell to the ground and twisted again. Together.

At this time, Uncle Dongjun was finally invited. He looked at Wu Yinan who was struggling to control Li Zhigang and said, "Yinan, let him go. I'll see if he really wants to be beaten to death." Go to jail!" After hearing this, Li Zhigang finally gave up and Wu Yinan also let go of his hands. They both stood up. One walked to Lu Yao and helped his friend who was swaying, and the other started again. Putting on his filial piety hat, he knelt down and returned to his eldest brother.

Uncle Dongjun walked slowly to the right of Lu Yao with his hands behind his back, stood on the roadside, facing the northeast, raised his hand and pressed it lightly into the void, and the crowd fell silent. , waiting to see how he resolves this coffin-blocking drama.

"Ahem," Uncle Dongjun cleared his throat and said, "It's like a village where you look up and don't see you when you look down. Is there anything we can't discuss? Besides, children don't Are you a sensible person who is also ignorant? Just watch the three of them beating each other to death. How will you explain to your family if there is a fight?"

The mourners and onlookers were silent.

Uncle Dongjun looked at Li Xianxian's coffin with his hands behind his back, and said harmoniously to Li Xianxian's widow: "Qinglian, please take Zhixiao and the three of them to stand up. The time is coming." After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Lu. Yao, sighed and whispered: "Da Yao, I have watched you grow up, and I know that you are a well-behaved and polite child. If you have anything to say, you can tell me later, okay? After all, the deceased is the most important. Just give in."

After hearing what Uncle Dongjun said one after another, Lu Yao's head dropped, tears silently flowed from his eyes, and he fell on Wu Yinan's left hand that was holding him. on the back. Wu Yinan looked at the crowd that had become solemn again, and felt that it was unstoppable, so he whispered to his friend to forget it. Lu Yao persisted for a while, looked up at the gray-blue sky above his head, and his breathing became rapid again. Then he protected his chest with his right hand and moved step by step towards the roadside in the direction of Wu Yinan's force.

The road to rest was finally clear, so the strong men shouted chants again to lift the coffin and move forward slowly; the sound of suona also floated in the silent sky again; The white soul-calling flags fluttered in the fierce cold wind, and they marched into the bleak fields of the west together with the long procession.

04

Afterwards, Wu Yinan was quickly taken away by his grandmother who came after hearing the news.

Lu Yao didn’t go home either. He stood in the poplar forest to catch his breath, and then went to the ancestral graves in the west. This time he didn't speak. He just stood blankly on the mound beside the tomb, overlooking the people in the pit working up and down. Countless pieces of paper ash were flying in the sky, riding on the wind and flying directly into his face, so Lu Yao's mind was as scattered as the paper ash.

In a daze, he seemed to see someone carefully using a straightened white line to determine the position in the grave pit, so as to frame the magical "luck" into the grave; beside the grave pit The kneeling man in white clothes was blown away by the wind, and even his cries were torn apart, and his whimpers were like wolves; a rooster was hugged over, and the man holding the chicken closed his eyes. After grunting for a while, he cut its neck with a knife, but it stubbornly refused to fall. While splashing with bright red blood, it staggered around in this huge prison, and then walked towards death.

Then Lu Yao seemed to see the huge coffin sliding into the huge pit at his feet. It was gradually covered with new soil and piled up into a pointed grave. The people in the silk clothes burst into tears, while the coffin under the earth laughed softly...

Lu Yao was brought home by his younger sister Lu Bing. Lu Bing is only nine years old and a hot-tempered girl. She was playing house with a group of little girls on the field south of the village when she suddenly heard someone not far away calling her: "Lu Bing, Lu Bing, hurry up, your brother is fighting!" The person calling her was Li. Chao, Lu Bing's best friend since childhood.

As soon as Lu Bing heard that his brother was fighting, he dropped a "plate" of leaves in his hand and ran towards the village. He and Li Chao walked diagonally across the abandoned wheat field in the southwest of the village. , then climbed over a ditch, ran through half a poplar forest, and finally reached the path where Lu Ying held the coffin, panting all the way. But by this time the crowd had dispersed.

Lu Bing saw his eldest brother staggering away to the west step by step from a distance, so he left Li Chao and followed him in small steps. When she arrived, she saw that her eldest brother's black cotton-padded jacket had several big holes in it and was covered with a lot of mud. His right eye and right face were both red and swollen, so she started crying with a "Wow" sound. Lu Yao looked down at his sister, tears welling up in his eyes. He smiled with effort, gently touched his sister's head with his stiff right palm, and then held her little hand and headed west together. Go.

Years later, Li Zhigang and his brothers still remember that on that cold and windy afternoon, they cried for their father who died young under the bleak sky, while a little girl held his hand. Her brother's hands stood like two dazzling statues on the mound beside the tomb. As the ashes flew, she cried out her heartache and unknown grievances for her brother.

Lu Bing held his eldest brother's hand and went home after hearing Li Chao's quiet call.

It turned out that Mother Lu was extremely worried when she heard about her son blocking the coffin. She trotted all the way to the west. From a distance, she vaguely saw a pair of children standing on the slope. She felt anxious and angry, so she quickly shouted Li Chao, who lived not far away and joined in the fun, asked him to quietly go over and call the Lu Yao brothers back.

After the mother and son returned home, Lu Yao remained silent. When Mother Lu took a torn towel with a straight face and patted the dirt on his clothes, he suddenly knelt down in front of her with a plop, kowtowed three times, and apologized to his astonished mother with choked sobs: "Mom, I'm sorry, I I have no ability and can't stop them..."

Seeing her miserable son, Mother Lu felt extremely painful. She knelt down next to her son, hugged him and burst into tears. Lu Bing, who was standing at the door of the kitchen and biting his fingers, saw his mother and elder brother holding each other's arms and crying. He also ran over and held his mother's shoulders and started crying. For a while, the Lu family's courtyard was filled with loud cries. , miserable and miserable.

05

When Wu Yinan came over with his grandfather Li Bingzhong, the three children of the Lu family were crying hard. Li Bingzhong knew that the Lu family had been wronged this time, but after all, he and Li Xian were from the same family, so it was hard to say anything. But he couldn't stand his sweet grandson's pleas, so he finally agreed to come over and see the Lu family mother and son.

After entering the Lu family's yard, Li Bingzhong first asked his grandson to close the rotten door of the Lu family, and then walked quickly with him to help Lu's mother and Lu Yao, but the mother and son could not help each other no matter what. I didn't get up, I just looked at the western sky and cried sadly. The grandfather and grandson had no choice but to give up for the time being and stand together smoking cigarettes.

After a while, Wu Yinan couldn't help but pull Lu's mother again: "Aunt, get up quickly, the ground is cold." Lu's mother still couldn't get up. Li Bingzhong sighed, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and said to Lu Yao calmly: "Da Yao, don't cry! A man doesn't shed tears easily, how can he stop crying over this little thing? "Hurry up and help Xie Ma stand up."

Lu Yao still respected Li Bingzhong in his heart. He and Wu Yinan grew up together, so Li Bingzhong regarded him as half a grandson and often disciplined him together. Hearing Grandpa Li Bingzhong's scolding, Lu Yao stopped crying, helped his mother stand up carefully, and asked Lu Bing to move a few benches, and a few people sat around in this small courtyard.

Out of trust in Uncle Li, Mother Lu choked up and recounted the story of how the ancestral grave was occupied by Li Xian's family and the family fortune was cut off. After hearing this, Li Bingzhong frowned and sighed, "His aunt, this matter is a foregone conclusion. No one can dig up the grave or move the coffin..." Before he could finish speaking, Lu Yuan stood beside him. She roared excitedly: "No, sooner or later I will dig out his coffin!" After hearing this, Mother Lu slapped her son on the back to shut him up.

Li Bingzhong frowned and pondered for a while before continuing: "Dajing, you are still too young and easily excited when things happen. If you ask me, don't think about anything, just study hard and get ahead first. Let's talk about it later." After saying this, he glanced at Mother Lu and saw that she was still sobbing with her head hanging down, so he continued: "His aunt, don't cry anymore. As the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other. , who knows what kind of change is buried under this matter?"

Wu Yinan quickly echoed his grandfather's words, pretending to be relaxed and said: "That's right, as the old saying goes, 'Stand in the coffin and become an official.' Maybe Lu Yuan can become a high official in the future!" Seeing that both the Lu family and his son were ignoring him, Wu Yinan blushed, and he looked at his grandfather Li Bingzhong who was lighting up another cigarette awkwardly and stuck out his tongue.

Li Bingzhong rolled his eyes at his grandson, crossed his legs, took a long puff of cigarette, exhaled it gently, and then said softly to Lu Yao: "Da Yao, you also know what's going on in your family. , Your dad has no brothers or sisters, and he is considered a single family in this village. He relies on you brothers and sisters to help him. In life, sometimes you have to be tough, and sometimes you have to be patient, you know what I mean? "

Lu Yao clenched his fists, looked into Grandpa Li Bingzhong’s eyes, and nodded firmly several times.

His grandpa Li Bingzhong then said earnestly: "My child, you will take the college entrance examination next year. Try to get into a good university! I believe grandpa, your family is one step away from the dawn now, you must be steady. Don't let your mind be affected by other things. Those, well, it's none of your business..."

06

Winter passes and spring comes, and then the summer solstice. The stressful college entrance examination comes whistling in early June along with the aroma of ripe wheat. After two days of hard work, Lu Yao did not travel with Wu Yinan to relax. Instead, he packed up all his luggage and took a ride home to help his family harvest wheat.

There were many fields but few harvesters. When it was finally time to harvest wheat for Lu Yao’s family, it was already past three in the morning. His father, Lu Liang, who came back from leave, borrowed a farm tricycle and followed the harvester to pull threshed wheat. Lu Yao and her mother spread a large piece of linoleum on the ground, waiting for their father to bring the wheat and dump it here, and then Together with his mother, he put the wheat into a sack.

At dawn, the wheat in the fields was finally harvested, and Lu Yao was so tired that he could almost fall asleep standing up. In his confusion, he seemed to see that his reputation had been lost, and his parents were disappointed to accuse him:

"I have pinned all my hopes on you."

"I'm counting on you in vain"

"What's the use of you"

"It's such a disgrace to our family"...

Countless The words rolled and jumped, and then turned into two messy chains wrapped around his chest. Lu Yao felt extremely depressed. It wasn't until Father Lu shouted: "Wake up, where are you sleeping!" that he was rescued from the nightmare.

Father Lu asked Mother Lu to go home and cook. He and Lu Yao stayed and looked at the packed and unpacked wheat piled on the ground. The father and son sat on the linoleum leaning against the sack, both immersed in the silence of dawn. After a long while, Lu's father asked his son in a hoarse voice: "How was the test? What score do you think you can get?"

Lu Yao was very irritable at this time and did not want to answer his father's question. Then he muttered: "I don't know." Father Lu refused to give up and insisted on letting his son express his feelings and estimate his score. Lu Yao was very upset and said casually: "It feels good, I can score 600 points!" After hearing this, Lu's father raised the corners of his lips and couldn't restrain the joy and pride in his heart. Just then someone called him for help, so he walked over with a relaxed pace, tirelessly. Lu Yao looked at his father's back and let out a depressed breath.

One day, two days, ten days, and half a month later, I can finally check the college entrance examination results. But Lu Yao's family didn't have a computer, so he had to check his scores at an Internet cafe in the town twenty miles away. This morning, Lu Yao woke up early. He was waiting for a result and couldn't fall asleep no matter what. At this moment, Wu Yinan's call suddenly came to the old Nokia phone next to his pillow. He had already checked his scores. As soon as he got online, he asked Lu Yao if he wanted to help check his scores. Lu Yao thought it was just right, so he sent his admission ticket number and ID number to this considerate friend.

After five long minutes passed, Wu Yinan called again. He hesitated for a moment and then carefully reported the scores to Lu Yao: "Chinese 128, Mathematics 145, English 131, Comprehensive Literature 151, total score 555..."

555! Lu Yao could only hear this number clearly, and his mind suddenly went blank. He didn't even know when Wu Yinan hung up the phone. "It's over, it's over!" He muttered silently in his heart, "I didn't even pick up the thread. It's over, it's over..." Lu Yao sat on the bed and stared for a long time. He read the complete transcript sent by Wu Yinan again, and after adding up the scores of several subjects and calculating them countless times, he still got the score of "555". The depression accumulated in his chest, and he felt as if bubbles were blowing in his head, light and chaotic. Finally, he stood up and went to the kitchen with his cell phone. Father Lu was adding firewood to the stove, while Mother Lu was frying shredded potatoes, which were very fragrant.

Lu Yao didn't know what reaction he was going to say next, but he still tried to slow down his tone and announced to his parents: "The results are out. I scored 555 points. Just a few points shy of the first line." After saying this After three sentences, he took a breath.

Sure enough, when Father Lu heard that his son had not even picked up the thread, he sighed heavily, put his arms on his knees and hugged his head, saying nothing. Mother Lu turned the pot more vigorously. The crackling and tumbling in the pot was not clear whether it was the tormented potato shreds or Mother Lu's extremely disappointed mood.

After a long time, Father Lu raised his head, looked at his son and said softly: "I counted on you for nothing! What's the use of taking a second degree in the exam? We are still looked down upon by others..."

Lu Yao lowered his head and said nothing. At this moment, his heart was full of guilt and disbelief. How could he fail the exam? How come you only got 150 in the liberal arts test? Why didn't he even read the thread... He couldn't figure it out.

Lu Yao did not go to college, although with his grades he could definitely go to a good second-tier college in this province. He couldn't figure it out and went insane.

Wu Yinan went to see Lu Yao later. He still looked haggard. He sat in the yard and stared at the western sky and muttered to himself: "How could he fail the exam? How could he fail in Wenzong? You only got 150 in the exam? Why didn't you take the first line..." Mother Lu sat next to her son and wiped her tears: "My little one is so pitiful. I was counting on him, but who knew that someone would cut off his luck at his ancestral grave? , the son of that family went to a good school, he went to the university of my little invitation..."

Wu Yinan was the one who left the Lu family in tears. He was suddenly very angry. What happened to Lu Yuan? Will it become like this? Who ruined his good brother?

07

Two months later, Wu Yinan met Li Zhigang when he was taking the train to college. The two people were seated only across an aisle. Wu Yinan originally didn't want to talk to Li Zhigang because of Lu's invitation, but after all, they had grown up together. Unable to withstand Li Zhigang's flirting, he started talking to him.

The two chatted for a while, and finally came up with the topic of Lu Yao's abnormal performance in the college entrance examination. But Li Zhigang didn't answer, even if Wu Yinan said sarcastically to him: "It's all you who stole other people's ancestral graves and delayed Lu's invitation." He just smiled, making Wu Yinan very angry.

The broadcast began to prompt the arrival of the station. Li Zhigang was going to get off the bus early at this station. He packed up his things quickly, said goodbye to Wu Yinan, and then pulled his suitcase towards the door of the carriage. Wu Yinan hesitated for a moment, but finally said "goodbye" to him with a straight face. Unexpectedly, Li Zhi just walked a few steps away and then turned back, struggling to move back to Wu Yinan amidst the sighs in the aisle. He leaned over Wu Yinan's ear and whispered: "Did you know that Xiao Rensong's uncle in your class is a big leader in the city? Did you know that Xiao Rensong sat in front of Lu Yao during the college entrance examination? ? Do you know that there are no cameras at all in the liberal arts examination room? Do you know that Xiao Rensong, who is usually very poor in liberal arts, actually scored more than 230 points in the college entrance examination and got a good grade in our province? Ben? And, coincidentally, the dean of their college is Xiao Rensong's aunt..."

Wu Yinan was stunned by a series of questioning, and Li Zhigang finally smiled with satisfaction. Before leaving, he did not forget to add: "If it is really because our family's grave digging affected his college entrance examination, then he also blocked my father's coffin, so he should be an official!" He didn't even finish speaking. Hui pulled the suitcase and got out of the car, quickly disappearing into the vast sea of ​​people.

After Wu Yinan went to college, he would always recall the four sentences Li Zhigang asked him before getting off the train. He wanted to do something, but he felt deeply powerless. When he returned home during the winter vacation, he went to his grandpa's house and asked about Lu Yao's situation. Grandpa hesitated for a long time before whispering: "Lu Yao is gone."

He was a little confused for a moment, so he asked his grandpa casually: "Where did he go?"

Grandpa slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a hoarse voice: "Dead. I don't know what the child was thinking. Two days before he died, he was always shouting, 'I know. Got it, I got it', and later ran out of the village in the middle of the night and slept in the snow, freezing to death.

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The grandfather and grandson stopped talking. They sat in the small courtyard and watched the golden sunshine quietly glide across the roof of the east wing and disappeared.

The next day Wu Yinan Before returning to the city, he went to the Lu family again. Before he entered the courtyard, he heard Lu Liang yelling at Lu Yao's eldest sister, Lu Xue: "You are only thirteenth in your grade. Are you ashamed?" "Wu Yinan stood outside the gate and did not dare to go in. He could completely imagine Lu Xue looking ashen and trembling, just like her elder brother before.

Just when Wu Yinan turned around to leave , he suddenly caught a glimpse of a book jumping over the courtyard wall and hitting the muddy ground in front of him. Half of the book was instantly stained with muddy water. He walked over and carefully picked up the book and put it down gently. Pile on the pile of firewood next to the gate, it was "Dream of Red Mansions"

After that, one book after another quickly jumped over the courtyard wall and fell to the dirt one by one, "The Collected Works of Zhang Ailing". "Collection of San Mao's Works", "Big Breasts and Wide Buttocks", "The Thorn Birds", "Pride and Prejudice"... The girl's suppressed sobs began to be heard in the yard. Wu Yinan heard Lu Liang still roaring: "What are you reading about these idle books?" use? What should I do if I can’t get into the key classes of key high schools after the new year? I have placed all my hopes on you..." A heavy sigh passed through the door, and Wu Yinan finally left decisively. He went to the West.

Lu Yao's small grave Very eye-catching, huddled timidly outside a circle of ancestral graves. The graves were covered with clay-colored new soil, and the new grass had not yet climbed up. Wu Yinan sat cross-legged on the cold ground and took out a half-used book from his backpack. "One Hundred Years of Solitude", he lit the pages with a lighter and burned them to Lu Yao. This was his friend's favorite book during his lifetime, and he could remember it clearly even if the names in the book were so long and the relationships were so complicated.

Then Wu Yinan took out another cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit one against the burning book. The cigarette was very spicy and choked his throat, causing a clear tear to slowly fall from the corner of his eye.

"I have placed all my hopes on you." These words echoed in Wu Yinan's mind. He blew out a puff of smoke and said to the new grave, "You will never do it again. Will be trapped by this sentence. "A gust of wind blew by, and the flames on the book case danced more violently. He continued: "I know your grievances. ”

So, the sun turned into a huge red persimmon and slid towards the end of the dark green wheat field.

(My sister was injured and hospitalized this summer. In her ward There is an aunt who has a very unusual temperament. It is only when she talks that people realize that she has some mental problems. I heard that she was stimulated after the college entrance examination in her early years. It has to be said that it is a pity for many rural children. He said that the college entrance examination is the only way out, just like me and my friends who are lucky and unlucky, so I wrote this article with mixed feelings.)