Chapter 10 Chapter 8 The Search for Love

When he entered the fifth grade, Jiang Lingxiao suddenly wanted to transfer to the city to study.When parting, she gave Caicai a smiling doll. "Caicai, look carefully, this doll is a bit like me. If you miss me, you can talk to her softly at night, then, no matter where I am, I can hear your voice." Caicai turned around and ran back home. She rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found a small bamboo basket full of dust, which was full of small pebbles—it was picked up at the Paizi corner at Cousin Ling’s house many years ago. baby. She carried a small basket to the edge of the Dongjiang River, and after washing the pebbles one by one, she gave the basket and the pebbles to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao got into the car with a small basket and left. She walked home alone with the doll in her arms. She thought that she would never be able to walk hand in hand with Ling Xiao on the small roads in Jiangcun, and that she would never be able to draw and play together in class. , she felt very sad. The seat that Ling Xiao vacated was always vacant, and she sat alone at the desk, finishing one lesson after another.Without Ling Xiao's lubricity, the classmates thought she was weird and arrogant, so they gave her ugly nicknames, and they didn't even call her "black girl" who was a little bit close, and everyone called her "black", which was immoral. When the boy saw her, he yelled from a distance—"Brush, brush, brush, brush your teeth to be white, use black-toothpaste...", which made her deeply ashamed, but helpless.

For a while, she felt that people in the same class and age seemed to have grown up and gradually learned about the world, but she was still an ignorant child.She is ignorant of the world and doesn't know how to communicate with people at all. She can't get rid of the ice-hard indifference that surrounds her. She felt that the girls in the same class gradually had some secrets, and they always gathered together to whisper.What are they talking about?She was a little curious, but no one came to tell her.Even the boys seem to have become arrogant, they walk alone, and no one pays attention to them.Sitting in the classroom, after class, surrounded by people, she felt extremely lonely.

But loneliness seems to be just an external matter, and it can't affect her joyful state of mind.She always ignores the whole world outside her body, and puts all her attention on her heart.Her heart is a swamp. Seeing the waters getting wider and more lush, the water ducks and swans swimming from afar, singing loudly from time to time, made her unable to calm down. She prefers to be at school than at home.She took each class with great interest, and she was also happy during the breaks. She ignored the people around her more and more, and often ran out alone, staying by the pond alone, watching the dragonfly's small body , spread its orange wings, and gracefully and quietly land on the tip of the grass, while the water spider has long legs, and it paddles quickly on the water.Sometimes she walked into the small biological garden of the school, smiled and smiled silly at a rose flower, put her nose up and smelled it again, and then looked up at the few hibiscus trees, watching them change gradually Color, she showed a look of surprise.The classmate looked at her from a distance, unable to understand her behavior, and saw her smiling by herself, as if she was enjoying herself.

But every teacher likes her very much, not only because of her good grades, but also because of her pure heart in class.She is very interested in all kinds of knowledge. It seems that the text itself has an effect on her. All the sentences written in words fascinate her. She always retains childlike curiosity and exploration of all human knowledge. She has great strength, she answers questions aloud in every class, draws inferences by analogy, and every answer is unique and novel. She is a natural student, and she has an impressive score in every test. Time passed quietly and quickly, like deep flowing water, turning her into a flowery girl, but she remained indifferent, letting the water of time flow through her body.She was pleasantly surprised to see the change in herself, but she didn't understand why. No one told her that the age of youth had come, and she was going to go through a difficult period, slowly changing from a child to a woman.

The sky is always blue, the clouds are sometimes white and sometimes dark, the sun sometimes hides, and sometimes it rains.But she also liked rainy days, and she was born with a strong love for the worst days.The days are long and lonely, and the chores and homework are never done.The first menstruation stained her trousers red, and she screamed in fright. Many girls of the same age had experienced it at that time, but no one paid attention to her, and no one sympathized with her.The classmates stayed far away from her, and they gathered together to whisper, as if she had the plague.She thought she was going to die, but instead found a strange composure, thinking that everyone was going to die one way or another, and that it wasn't a big deal for her to have such a strange disease.What's so scary about dying now?

After school that day, she soaked herself in the river water, grabbed the back anchor of the cargo ship moored on the shore with her hands, let the running water flow over her body, and washed away the blood on her body.She soaked in the water until it was dark, watching the colorful clouds in the sky fade away, and a few stars appeared. This process of nightfall made her sad and made her nostalgic. Her heart was full of strange sadness and desolation. She felt that she needed a Embrace, she needs someone to hold her tightly, she needs love, why no one loves her? At that time, my mother started her hawker career.Every three days my mother would go to the city and bring back a load of salted fish, pickles and sausages.In the early morning of the next day, she carried the burden and peddled all the way, making her husband and son feel extremely ashamed, but she ignored it completely.

On that empty Sunday, my mother lay ill alone on the wooden plank bed, with a huge hole in the mat under her body, wrapped in a thin quilt, sometimes cold, sometimes hot, and shivering non-stop.Father sat on the wooden stool, motionless, only the cigarettes between his fingers curled upwards.My brother lay on the bed, wondering if he had woken up, and there was no sound at all.The quiet house was dead, like a gloomy tomb. Mother groaned: "Help me buy goods once, bring in ten catties of dental belts, five catties of red meat, a pack of ten catties of preserved vegetables, twenty catties of sausages..."

His father buried his head indifferently. He was hardworking, but he was only in the fields and on the wooden bench. He never entered any other fields.He is Boyi Shuqi who does not eat Zhou Su, and he has his own rules, thinking that being a peddler is a shameful thing and something to be ridiculed.He didn't want to and didn't dare in his life, and he couldn't cross this boundary.He is a born farmer and a carpenter, and his dull nature is doomed to make him miserable in the ever-changing environment. The mother sobbed, her voice gradually becoming bleak: "Earning two meals is so difficult, how can I live on? It's better to die..."

The father had been sitting sullenly, without saying a word, suddenly he stood up "huo", and ran straight to the Shiduo shop under the big banyan tree.Some people played mahjong there, and others played cards. If he sat there, he would not return home until evening. The mother called her son angrily: "Apo, Apo..." The son did not answer, but she knew that her son would not go anywhere else, so she continued to call: "Apo, I am very good, you go and help grandma buy goods, ten catties of dental belts, five catties of red fresh, A pack of ten catties of preserved vegetables, twenty catties of sausages. The tooth belt costs two yuan a catty, red and fresh are cheap, only one and a half yuan, don't be fooled..."

Jiang Yibo stayed quietly in his small room, still not making a sound.But the mother knew he was there and that he was listening, she continued to call: "Apo, please help grandma, please take pity on grandma, grandma is working so hard..." The mother cried again as she spoke, her voice carried tears and whimpers, which spread bit by bit to the kitchen.Jiang Caicai was cooking traditional Chinese medicine in the kitchen. She burned firewood that was damp during the rainy season. She ignited it and then extinguished it. She leaned close to her face to blow on the fire, and the thick soot fell on her face, making her cry. The bitter smell of the medicine It permeated the air, choking her into a cough.She split a piece of firewood carefully, shedding tears while splitting, and the tears dripped on her toes. She wanted to run to the bed and hug her mother tightly. She wanted to cry happily. However, she dared not go forward.Holding the hatchet tightly, she suddenly wanted to chop them to death. She hated the big and small men in this family, how much she despised them!For their great face—such an inexplicable reason, they would rather die than help their mother or go to the city to buy goods.Her heart was filled with pity for her mother.Mother is so capable and beautiful, but she has suffered the most!No one ever loved her!How unfair the world was to her!How heartless!How cruel!But it doesn't matter, her mother still has her, she will not let her mother suffer.She secretly made up her mind that she is her mother's daughter, and as she grows up, she will try her best to love her mother.Ah, she would do anything to make mother happy.She would never see her mother cry again, never hear her mother cry again.She threw the hatchet and clenched her fists tightly, feeling a kind of power growing from her heart, growing like a tree—she has two hands, she will grow up soon, and she will have enough strength soon. Finally, she wiped away her tears and took the medicine to her mother's bedside.She whispered to her mother in a low voice, "Grandma, I'll help you buy some goods." The river in front of the gate flows silently until dusk.She did bring the goods back.Ten catties of tooth belt, five catties of fresh red meat, a pack of ten catties of preserved vegetables, and twenty catties of sausages.She even lowered the price of salted fish with tooth belt to 1.80 cents per catty. She pushed open the wooden door with joy, and wanted to run to her mother's bed and tell her how well she was doing, and how articulate she was when she bargained with them!In order to prevent being cheated, she also weighed the weight at the public office.Also, she rode extremely steadily and didn't hit anyone at all.But the house was quiet, the mother had fallen asleep peacefully, the father hadn't come back yet, and the elder brother must still be sitting in the room, lost in the twilight alone—he never talked to her. She had to unload the goods from the rear rack of the bicycle and sit by the door for a while before she felt hungry.She ate the morning porridge indiscriminately, and then was busy washing rice for dinner. After a while, the sky became dark. Darkness came in through the gate and the window. The whole house seemed to be soaked in ink. She didn't light up the lamp. She looked up from the eaves, and she saw the stars in the sky again, like eternal sapphires. , they flickered softly again, winking softly at her.She put the food on the table and sat quietly for a long time, and her mother hadn't woken up yet.She walked out the door, feeling exhausted, the wind gently soothing the young tree, the running water hugging the stone softly, and the milky white clouds passing briskly, her heart was full, and she wanted to say a lot, but she opened her eyes. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, couldn't sing anything.Like when she was a child, she skillfully stretched out her arms to hug the water weng tree beside her, and cried quietly. On a cloudy Sunday, she sat on the back of Teacher Jiang's bicycle and went to the town center primary school to participate in a math competition.Teacher Jiang left beforehand and told her to come back by herself after the exam.She nodded in agreement, and the exam bell rang. The bell of Central Primary School was a burst of pleasant electronic music, which came from the speakers above the classroom——Caicai froze for a moment. Ban Ding Ding, can't help feeling that this kind of music is frivolous and a little unreal.But she didn't have time to think about it, and was immediately stumped by the math problems on the test paper.She tried her best to solve one problem after another—she felt that she had never encountered such a difficult problem, like a maze, which drew her into the whirlpool with a force she couldn't understand.When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she couldn't solve the last question, so she had to watch helplessly as the invigilator took away the papers. She felt that her self-esteem had been hit—since she was in school, she always scored 100 points in math tests or exams, except for the occasional careless miscalculation.She likes to read math books, from what she has learned to what she has not learned, from the first page to the last page, she can understand every example in the book, she also likes to do math problems, and likes to take exercises Do it all the way through the booklet, and she will do every question in it. She was walking on the road blankly, the sky was thundering and lightning, and when she reached the door of the Xinhua Bookstore next to the supply and marketing cooperative, raindrops like peanuts sifted over her head. The children on the road ran up and hid in the bookstore.It rained for a long time, from heavy rain to moderate rain, and then to light rain like dense sand.She stood on the bookshelf and read the storybooks with comic books. After flipping through the whole set, the rain didn't stop.From time to time, adults on bicycles would come and take away one child after another.In the end, only she and Su Fanxing were left in the bookstore. She didn't know his name was Su Fanxing at first, if he hadn't walked up to her and took the initiative to talk to her, she would never know this in her life. "Hi, my name is Su Fanxing, how about you?" Cai Cai recognized him, he was the boy sitting next to her during the exam just now.She hurriedly asked him the solution to the last question, but Su Fanxing said that he couldn't solve it: "I only did half of it." He took out his pen and drew a picture on the paper. "You drew it wrong." Caicai grabbed the brush and drew another one beside her. "I see, you are so smart!" Su Fanxing quickly listed a few sets of formulas, and then immersed himself in the calculations for a while. The seemingly difficult problem was solved effortlessly. It was still raining, and they walked along the eaves of other people's houses. In the dripping rain, they had to speak loudly so that the other party could hear them.But she heard very clearly that Su Fanxing was studying in Central Primary School and lived in the dormitory of the supply and marketing cooperative. When they came to the end of the row of eaves, there were two paths ahead. They waved goodbye, one forward, one to the right, and rushed into the rain nimbly.After walking a long way, she turned her head and saw him standing in the rain, looking back at her. The dense summer drizzle watered her somewhat excited mood, she was very happy!She ran so fast, all the way through the rice fields, through the sugar cane forest, and ran into the path planted with old banyan trees in Jiangcun, and ran all the way home. Not long after, Jiang Caicai received a letter. When she opened it, it turned out that Jiang Lingxiao had written to her from the city.Ling Xiao’s letter paper is very beautiful, there are lotus flowers printed on the light green letter paper, close your nose and smell it, the lotus flower on the letter paper exudes the fragrance of jasmine, Ling Xiao’s beautiful small characters are written on the window in the middle of the letter paper, the window is so small, Ling Xiao talked so much, she wrote a total of six letters.Caicai read it over and over again, and after seeing it later, she was able to memorize the letter verbatim.Ling Xiao is in the city, the super mall in the city is as big as the entire Jiangcun, Ling Xiao goes shopping with her mother, and the morning turns into noon, the houses in the city are all high-rise buildings, Ling Xiao lives on the eleventh floor , from the balcony on the eleventh floor, Ling Xiao can see the park. The flowers and trees in the park are very interesting. They are completely different from the grass and trees in Jiangcun. Some are cut into giraffes, some are cut into big buckets, Some are cut into big footballs...in short, there are all kinds of shapes.Ling Xiao likes to go to school in the city, and she soon made a good friend, that is her deskmate named Jingwen... Although the new life is very interesting, but Ling Xiao said that she misses Jiangcun very much, she is very I miss Jiang Caicai very much! Before this, no one had ever missed her.She is so ordinary, so inconspicuous, and she is often ridiculed and teased-now someone tells her solemnly and romantically that she is missed, and she is missed very, very much!Her little heart felt happy and proud.After school, she ran to the river, picked up the small tiles on the bank, turned sideways and opened it vigorously, the small tiles flew all the way to the center of the river, making a bunch of happy water splashes, beautiful Extremely.Several children also ran over with their schoolbags on their backs, competing with her on whose tiles hit the farthest and whose splashes hit the most.But no one played as well as her, because no one was as happy as her, and the joy in her heart was overflowing like a tide, splashing like water.She also misses Ling Xiao, she misses it terribly, if Ling Xiao is here, the two of them would be so happy together! She clutched the precious letter tightly in her hands, her palms were sweating profusely.She kept thinking about how to reply to the letter, and couldn't sleep all night. She got up from the bed in the middle of the night and walked to the balcony. The night boat was passing by the water. Rippling in brilliant colors, the stars and the moon are shining brightly, the shadows of the trees are like living monsters, she pauses under the starry sky in Jiangcun, looking at the scenery on the water, and the shadows in the water - what is the purpose of the lights in the water? Is it more beautiful than the lights on the ship? Caicai just sent her first letter in her life, and immediately received another one.The letter made her little heart pound - it was from her new friend, Su Fanxing.The letter was very short, with only one paragraph: "Jiang Caicai: Nice to meet you, you are a smart girl. I don't have many friends. If you were in Central Primary School, I might not even be ashamed to make friends with you (I'm afraid my classmates will make fun of me. ).Now, we can be pen pals, can't we? I live in the town, you live in Jiangcun, I have my world, you have your world, if I tell you my world, you tell your world Me, we have two worlds - this must be very interesting! Would you like to be my pen pal? Please write me back, Su Fanxing." The next night, when her mother and brother had fallen asleep, she got up, lit the fire and water lamps, and began writing letters to her new friend.She wrote and tore, tore and wrote, tossing into the night, and finally finished it - she was so excited that she used a lot of exclamation points. "Su Fanxing: I would like to be your pen pal, I am so willing! You said that you don't have many friends, and I have even fewer friends—I only have one friend, her name is Jiang Lingxiao, and most of us in Jiangcun have the last name Jiang. However, Ling Xiao has already transferred to the city to study, and now, I don't have any friends around me! Let me tell you about my world first.My world is Jiangcun.Jiangcun is extremely beautiful.There are many trees in Jiangcun, old banyan tree, old kapok tree, old phoenix tree, all of which are beautiful; Every tree is delicious!All the grass in Jiangcun will bloom.Every cow in Jiangcun will fight.There are many wasps on the trees in Jiangcun, and there are many weedles by the water.There are fish in the river.There are also shrimp. I like fishing, I can catch shrimp.We often go to touch clams. In the shallow sand, there are so many yellow sand clams. I love clams, but my mother doesn't like them very much.When touching clams, I often touch mussels. There are also mussels in fish ponds, but there are more snails in fish ponds, and there are also apple snails, which are not delicious.There are many fields in Jiangcun, where grains of grain, peanuts, sugar cane, and bananas are grown.There are many voles below the field, and there are sparrows and other birds above the field (I don't know every kind). After Lingxiao transferred to another school, no one could talk to her.I just said what I wanted to say to the old water weng tree in front of the door, to the river water in front of the door, and to the land father-in-law made of stone in the village.They are better than many people, they are patient, they like to listen to me, they never feel annoying, when I calm down, I can hear their voices, their words can't reach people's ears, they always go directly Into my heart.I love them so much.If you come to Jiangcun and walk in front of them on a quiet moonlit night, you will definitely like them too.I am willing to share my world with you. When there is no one, I sit in Jiangcun alone, with the breeze and flowing water, and I feel very happy!Do you like Jiangcun? I also have two books, one is called "Three Hundred Poems of Tang Dynasty", the poems in it are very beautiful, I like "I love Master Meng, I hear about it all over the world", and I like "Walk to the poor water, sit and watch the clouds rise" ", I like "Red beans are born in the South, and a few branches come in spring"... I like too many Tang poems, I can't finish it all at once, and I will talk about it slowly later.My classmates don't know how good these poems are, they think it's weird for me to read them, and even my best friend (classmate who has transferred) can't understand.But although she didn't understand, she was very friendly, and she didn't laugh at me like others.I really like her.Do you like Tang poetry? ..." After talking about Tang Poetry, she wanted to introduce her good friend Jiang Lingxiao, but she had finished writing two pages of letter paper, and her eyelids were getting heavy. She put away the letter paper, blew out the water lamp, and tiptoed to bed. The letter was sent out, and she was looking forward to it day and night, waiting for a reply. After waiting for three full days, the letter still hadn't arrived.The days seemed unbearably long for some reason.Jiang Caicai was in a trance when she was in class. After class, everyone was fishing outside, playing like a raging fire, but she didn't even go to participate.Sitting in her seat, she thought that the weekend was coming soon, and she was going to the town to find Su Fanxing, how would she find her?If the school is not in session, it is useless even to go to the Central Primary School.She thought she could ask people: "How do I get to the dormitory of the supply and marketing cooperative?" When she found the dormitory of the supply and marketing cooperative, she would then ask people: "Where does Su Fanxing live?"—Well, according to this method, she will definitely be able to find it!Thinking of this, she felt that there was no need to worry, her friend was there, just like a tree planted there-in short, he did not disappear from this world, as long as she followed a certain path, looking for it, she We must be able to find him! Fortunately, the letter she wanted came quickly, and this time, he also wrote two full pages: "Jiang Caicai: Hello! I am very happy to receive your letter. I didn’t read extracurricular books tonight, but only read your letter. After reading it over and over again, the letter paper is almost torn.You write enthusiastically and cutely, and Jiangcun in your writing is extremely beautiful.It can be seen that you love nature and your hometown.After reading your description, although I haven't seen Jiangcun, I already like it. My world is far less exciting, beautiful, and interesting than Jiangcun.My family lives on the second floor of the supply and marketing cooperative. Outside the house is the grain store. Inside the grain store is a row of huge granaries, like a team of giants preparing for war.I often stand in front of the window and watch all kinds of people carrying grain to the grain office to hand in public grain.I have a good friend who lives in the grain station dormitory, and I often go to his house to play.I like the lively atmosphere in his house - he is twins, he has two sisters, his family is very warm and talkative, his dad likes to play chess with me, tell you, I am very good at chess Well, even if you play against adults, you will win more and lose less.In contrast, my family is much deserted and lonely. Both my father and mother work in Guangzhou, and there are no brothers or sisters at home. Although my grandpa and grandma love me very much, I feel very lonely.I very much hope to have an older sister or younger sister in my family. How wonderful it would be to have a smart, lovely, and enthusiastic sister like you! It's great that you said you like Tang poetry, and I like it too.My favorite poet is Li Bai. I like his "The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, between the vast sea of ​​clouds", and I also like "The solitary sail is far away, the shadow of the blue sky is gone, but the sky of the Yangtze River is flowing", I think Li Bai's poems are very special By the way, the scene in his pen is particularly open.In addition to Tang poetry, I also like Song poetry. My grandfather said that when I was just able to walk, my father taught me to recite Tang poetry and Song poetry. How about some poems!But you must not tell others, if others know, they will laugh out loud. There are many books in my bookcase. I have finished reading "Water Margin" and the like, and now I am starting to read foreign novels. I just read the first part of "John Christophe". Christopher was very cute in his childhood, You see: "He hugged his mother tighter. How he loved her, how he loved everything! Everyone and everything! Everything was so beautiful, everything was so elegant... He fell asleep. The cricket was in Calling from the fireplace. Grandfather's story, the image of the hero floating in the night of bliss... He too will be a hero! ... Yes, he will be a hero! He is a hero now! He is a hero now... …ah, it is beautiful to be alive!" What a frankness!How powerful!How wonderful!This is the real book!Compared with such books, "Water Margin" is just an old-fashioned story.I really want to be like Christophe.I hope you can read this book too, I think you will love it as much as I do.I think we can become bosom friends and talk about everything, what do you think? ..." In ten minutes between classes, she finished reading the letter as fast as she could, and she wanted to write back to him immediately, telling him how much she needed him.She wants to tell him that she has been longing since she came to this world, she is longing every moment, longing to meet him, she wants to tell him immediately: "Tell me all the things in your heart! Tell you everything!" She put away the letter, and Teacher Chen came to the Chinese class. This section talked about "The Boat in the Desert".After the teacher finished speaking, the children began to read freely. While she was reading, she felt that she had become a camel, walking alone in the boundless desert.She quickly thought of what she should do: she could save some money by herself and go to the bookstore in the town to buy the books he had read! Day after day, in the gap of time, she was as industrious as an ant, she raced against time, she raced against the clock, one firecracker after another passed through her fingers, weaving one after another neat and strong firecrackers.She received twenty dollars that month.She was so excited that she walked all the way to the ferry and got on the ferry. She was alone on the ferry. She imagined what she would say to her mother when she went home: "I had twenty yuan, but I lost ten yuan on the way." No, it can't. In this way, my mother must be going crazy, she will come along the road, bend down to search carefully, ten yuan, you can buy two or three clothes!Then it is better to say: "I did less work this month, and I only earned ten yuan." But what will I do tomorrow?Tomorrow Suxin's mother will go to the pier to wash clothes, and her mother will definitely ask Suxin how much money she earns this month. If she finds that she does less than Suxin, her mother will definitely blame her. After much deliberation, she felt that there was no way to hide ten yuan, and finally she handed in fifteen yuan without saying a word.She was about to run away, but her mother stopped her and sat on the small bench facing her.She lowered her head, feeling that the atmosphere was serious. Could it be that her mother had already discovered the five yuan she had hidden? "Caicai." The mother stroked her messy hair and burst into tears. She felt extremely flustered and blamed herself, and a bitter feeling welled up in her heart. She shouldn't have cheated her poor mother, how could she make her mother so sad? "Mom, I..." She was speechless. "Caicai, starting from tomorrow, grandma will be staying at uncle's house for a period of time, and it will take a few months to come back. I discussed with your papa, and I want you to stop studying and go to work in an upper-class woolen factory. You see Ah Zhen, who is only one year older than you, earned 160 yuan last month." She lowered her head and listened, her mother's words became heavier and heavier, her heart slowly sank into the dark well, and she felt her throat was choked and blocked.After the mother finished speaking, she paused for a long time, as if waiting for her to answer.However, she lowered her head and didn't say yes or no. When the mother got up and walked into the kitchen, her tears welled up quickly.She wiped it off quickly. She was afraid that her mother would see it, and she was even more afraid of being seen by others. She looked up at her mother's back, trying to muster up the courage to talk to her mother.But she was surprised to find that her mother's figure was a little strange, and she suddenly understood that her mother was pregnant. After eating, she leaned against the bed and watched her mother tidy up the clothes one by one, even putting the only overcoat she wore in winter into the snakeskin bag. "Auntie, will you not come back until the winter festival?" "I won't go back during the Winter Festival." Without looking up, my mother told her, "It will be cold by then, and you will need to wear multiple shirts sooner or later. Don't catch cold. If you get sick, go to the health station to get an injection as soon as possible. " "If you don't come back in winter, you won't come back during the Chinese New Year?" "Don't ask, who knows such a long-term thing?" The mother sighed a long time, walked to her, and sat on the edge of the bed, "Caicai, just now I told you about going to the woolen factory. Waiting for your dad to reply, they want you to go to work now. I told your dad to let you finish this semester, after this semester, you can still graduate from elementary school.” Her mother hugged her and held her tightly in her arms.She couldn't remember when was the last time her mother hugged her. She hoped that time could stay here, and let her mother hold her for a little longer, and a little longer.Mother loved her, she thought, and it didn't matter if she went to the woolen factory now. Before dawn the next day, my mother carried two bags of luggage and waited for the Red Star passenger ship under the banyan tree. Jiang Caicai followed her mother, carrying a small bag of cooked peanuts in her hand.As the sun rose from the water, she saw the big ship come a long way and stop directly in front of her.Mother carried the burden on the boat, and she hurriedly followed, trying to pass the peanuts to her mother, but the passenger ship stopped so briefly that the boat left before she could return to the shore. She was in no hurry, as if she had been waiting a long time for the boat.When her mother said she could go to the city dock and come back on the same boat, she was completely relieved.She walked to the bow alone, leaned against the clean railing, and watched the big ship break through the water and go straight forward with the winding waterway. The wind blew her hair into a mess, and she didn't feel annoyed at all.When she was young, she watched the boat on the shore, thinking that sitting on the boat was the most romantic thing, and now her dream has come true.It was such a refreshing morning wind again, she was clear-headed, and her eyes greedily looked at the scenery on both sides of the strait. It was one painting after another, unfolding and retracting before her eyes. On the waterfront of the southern country, every inch of land is covered with grass trees and overly simple flowers that no one cares about. Those big banyan trees must be relatives, they look so similar.The passenger ship didn't go fast, it passed them slowly, one after another, continuously, like passing through small hills.She saw villages by the water one after another, and they were all the same as hers. There were children running around, and women washing clothes by the water—it turned out that her village was not unique. There were countless river villages on both sides of the Dongjiang River In the same village, there are countless children like her! The boat finally landed at the pier in the city, and people hurried ashore, those who went to the market, those who did small businesses, and those who visited relatives, all rushed out from the path on the pier, and the mother's figure was mixed into the crowd, and she couldn't see it when she turned a corner. up.In such a big boat, she was the only one left, waiting for the lonely return journey.She thought of Su Fanxing, the woolen factory, and the sea in her mother's natal home.The gray and boundless sea water appeared in front of her. In front of the sea in her heart, she suddenly felt how small and insignificant her own power was. (End of Chapter 8)