Chapter 2, The lingering impression of autumn

Author: March Mazhu

Chapter 2, The lingering impression of autumn

The bedroom is very simple.

An old wooden bed, an old desk, a long bench, and a two-door wardrobe from the era of peeling paint, this is the whole room.

The environment is normal, not to mention how good it is, it is not too bad. The only decoration is the beachhead New Year painting on the wall - the mouse wedding.

Meng Qingchi had tried to buy him some new furniture several times, but he refused. He was embarrassed to bother others too much, and he was afraid that he would not be able to compensate him if he broke it. After all, he was just the temporary owner of this family.

This is his inexplicable stubbornness at a young age.

Or he is afraid that others will treat him too well and he will not be able to pay it back.

If it weren't for his excessive mental stress in recent years that he had a little weak nerves, and hearing the snoring and grinding of teeth in the dormitory would easily lead to insomnia all night and affecting his studies, he would rather live in the school dormitory than come out to make trouble.

There are three drawers from left to right of the desk.

Lu An took out the key from his pants and inserted it into the keyhole, twisted it hard to open the lock, then hooked his fingers to the rusty copper ring, pulled it gently, and saw the drawer on the leftmost.

It is full of books and exam papers.

His eyes swept across a stack of books and test papers. Lu An, who was calm, took out a yellowed book "Ordinary World" from the bottom layer. This was passed by his cousin Lu Xueping, and it was his favorite reading material when he was young.

The stories in the book resonated with him and have inspired him to strive for progress over the years.

With his right hand rubbing the cover for a while, he opened the pages.

Page 20, the holder costs 2 yuan.

Page 24, Page 28, Page 32, each of which costs 5 yuan.

On page 36, there is a banknote with a denomination of 10 yuan.

Pages 44 and 48 each contain a bill with a denomination of 50.

Spread the banknotes in a row onto the table, and gathered a total of 7 pieces, totaling 127 yuan.

He put the 10 yuan he had just obtained together, and the accumulated amount reached 137 yuan, which was the richest time he had saved in his high school career.

Half of them are the "rent" contributed by Lu Xueping, and some are left after deducting food, accommodation and tuition and miscellaneous fees for each semester.

There is also a part of it from setting up a stall.

Yes, it's just setting up a stall.

Every time he returns from summer vacation, he will bring some dried wild mushrooms from the village to sell them in the city.

Because he was afraid of embarrassment and was afraid that familiar people would know that he would usually stay away from Guifei Lane and No. 1 Middle School and choose to set up a stall in the west of the city on the other side of the river.

Even though he was so cautious, he was recognized by a female classmate in the class, which made him nervous for a while.

Fortunately, the female classmate did not show off afterwards, and slowly he forgot about this matter again.

It was only 137 yuan, and it was still far from the money to buy a sewing machine for my sister. Lu An looked down at the money, and the scenes of bad things appeared in his mind.

He originally had a pretty good family, but the taste of happiness changed after just a few bites.

His old father was a top student in Wuhan University in that era. He used his own strength to get rid of the poor status of rural people, and he gained the national iron rice bowl and was admired by the villagers.

At that time, this was an extraordinary event in the village. For this reason, I also put three nights of open-air movies on the rice bowl. The men, women, young and old in the village came to watch the movie with small stools.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. This old father was an angry young man. He lost his job for some special reasons and was sent back to his hometown. From then on, he was depressed and lost his life.

His mother was originally from the city. When her old father had the most promising moment, they knew each other and fell in love. When the family was in decline, she chose love and went back to the countryside. Her father's death hit her a big blow, and she eventually became ill under the pressure of spirit and poverty.

There is an elder sister Lu Yan above Lu An. After graduating from elementary school, she became the pillar of the family and took on the burden of taking care of her younger brothers and sisters alone. Now she is an apprentice in a tailor shop in the town. Her biggest wish is to own a sewing machine of her own.

The eldest sister is outstanding in talent and diligent in her hands and feet. She has not yet had a bride at the age of 22. This era of common early marriage and early childbirth is a rare thing. Behind it, many gossips from long-tongued women are attracted.

Logically speaking, with Lu Yan's conditions, it is not difficult to find a man to live. There were many young children in and outside the village who expressed their admiration. But most of them were scared away by the two tycoons of her younger brother and sister.

No one is rich these days. Every bowl of rice and every expense has to be tightened, and life is hard. Who is willing to act as a sucker to help raise two outsiders?

Lu An’s sister is Song Jia, who is the daughter of her uncle. She is in the third year of junior high school in the town this year.

I remember when my old father was still alive, one day my uncle came to the door in the middle of the night and threw his older sister Song Jia to his brother-in-law and sister and left. He never returned.

Later, in my mother's will, I learned that my aunt was a fashionable Xiangjiang native. Later, she went to RB for her ideal. My uncle went to RB to find her, but there was no news after searching.

Thinking of his uncle whom he had not met for many years, Lu An rarely blamed him, but just sighed deeply. This uncle was not doing well in RB. For some reason, his right hand that he relied on to survive was broken.

Later generations Lu An asked about the reason, but his uncle seemed to be very shirkable and never mentioned it to others.

In addition, he also has two aunts, both of whom are authentic farmers, but they are very good people. It is because of these two aunts that the old Lu family was able to survive the most difficult period.

The family is now in a mess, Lu An is in tears, and he has no courage to start over.

In my previous life, I was a 211 professor, and my salary was not low. In addition, I had a painting skill, and I could even sell part-time painting for hundreds of thousands or millions a year in my middle and late years. I also had all kinds of flowers and birds walking around in my spare time, practicing boxing and playing chess, collecting rent, and teasing those charms. The more comfortable the little life is, the more comfortable it is.

But now, thinking about breaking a path from poverty again, he felt panic for a second.

I had a meal with a confidante and drank a glass of wine. I didn’t have time to do anything wrong. Why did God let him come back and suffer this crime?

He silently put his wallet into the pages, put the book back to the original position of the drawer, and put it on the lock, and he lay on the bed.

He had a smooth life in his previous life and lived a relatively comfortable life, but he owed too much to his family. Could it be that God made him reborn and compensate him?

Thinking of his delayed elder sister and his soon-to-be delayed sister, he felt unreasonable and suddenly felt that he could no longer sit and wait for death. In this era full of wind, he could smell the smell of money by smelling it.

I have to earn money to satisfy my elder sister's wishes, buy her a sewing machine, prepare her dowry, and let her marry out in a grand manner in the future; I also have to prepare tuition for my younger sister, so that she can't let her drop out of school and work before she finished her first year of high school like in her previous life.

Song Jia dropped out of school in the middle of the journey, which was a lifelong regret because her grades were really good.

He was very anxious to make money and didn't want to wait for a minute or a second, but he tried hard to pick gold ingots from his memory, and in 1991 he remembered a Hainan real estate property.

But Hainan is far away, and there is not the time and capital yet.

You can't drop out of school and make money, right?

After experiencing the future, I will naturally not be so short-sighted. Education may not determine a person’s upper limit, but it can basically represent a person’s lower limit.

What's more, my college degree is so precious.

Putting aside this unrealistic opportunity, Lu An began to analyze from himself.

In my previous life, in addition to teaching, my first part-time job was to trade stocks with colleagues.

How to say it?

Maybe he entered the industry earlier, maybe he was stable, or maybe he was lazy, so he often left the stocks there after buying them, but in the end he earned more than those economics professors who taught futures and stock trading.

Although I have made a lot of money, it doesn’t exist when it comes to how superb the technology is. The domestic stock market is still piloting, so the idea of ​​making money here will not work for the time being.

When stocks were not good, he naturally thought of drawing.

Influenced by the family education of his mother and uncle since childhood, Lu An has been interested in painting since he can remember, and has a high talent. However, due to family reasons, he was unable to continue this hobby when he was young.

It was not until later that I became a university teacher and met a teacher in the art major of the same school that I picked up this hobby again.

When he first asked to learn painting with his friend, his friend said to him: If you make money by making money, I advise you not to worry about it; if you want to improve the overall level of painting, then you can learn from me.

Unexpectedly, he really learned this. When his friend's paintings were still at the price of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per piece, he had already surpassed the blue ones, and the unit price was less than 500,000 yuan.

Of course, learning to draw is a long process. It took him 20 years to achieve this achievement without shortage of money.

It is precisely because he knows how deep the water in this line is.

Let me put it this way, whether a painter’s painting is worth it depends on two basic points.

First, the level of painting.

The second is fame.

Especially the second point is crucial. If a painter is not famous, no matter how high his level is, it is difficult to sell at a good price, and he can't even sell it at all.

In other words, art is usually led by the big guys in the circle. If the big guys say that your paintings are good, it will be valuable. If you don’t say it well, it will be worthless. If you don’t have a big guy to support you, you won’t be famous at your own expense.

In addition to being able to reach the top in this industry in his previous life, he also met noble people.

When Lu An felt this, he was instantly angry. Not to mention fame, he was so poor that he couldn't afford the most ordinary paper and pen expenses.

He had all his skills but couldn't get cash. The more he thought about it, the more he became, the more he became, as if he was stuffy in water, so he couldn't breathe.

What should I do?

Is it really like Lu Xueping, who is generous, who relies on this face that makes women unable to close their legs?

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Just when he was lying down and was feeling sad, there was a knock on the door outside the yard.

"Dongdongdongdongdong! Luan, open the door."

This is, this is Meng Qingchi's voice. Lu An, who was confused, reacted at this time and hurriedly got out of bed and walked out.

Leaving the main hall and passing through the yard, Lu An grabbed the cross-bowl and pulled it to the side, and opened the door with a "creak".

At this time, Meng Qingchi was standing outside the door, wearing a small green floral dress, with a soft face, a pair of sleeping phoenix eyes and goose faces, like a woman in an ancient painting.

This is a woman with a very beautiful appearance. According to the original words of Matchmaker Wu from No. 3 Guifei Lane: Meng Qingchi's character and beauty can marry a provincial cadre.

He walked into the yard with a woven bag, and the thin transparent high-heeled sandals made a slight sound on the stone slab. Meng Qingchi watched the yard, and for a while, the wind was quiet and the flowers were fragrant.

This scene is Lu An's never-ending impression of autumn.

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