Chapter 4: Drop Out
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From the butcher shop to the opposite side of the hospital, in just a few minutes, Liu Dao thought a lot.
In the fantasy, Liu Hongyue stood there with Liu Xiao behind her back, carrying a suitcase in her hand, and craned her neck in anticipation of the bus coming over earlier. Then, she saw Liu Dao and hurriedly ran forward.
The picture in my mind disappeared in an instant, and then a new scene jumped out.
In the curtain, Liu Dao arrived at the opposite side of the hospital, but the car also arrived, Liu Hongyue got into the car with Liu Xiao on her back, Liu Dao didn't have time to catch up, and the car drove away mercilessly.
The reality is even more hopeless. When Liu Daozhen arrived at the opposite side of the hospital, it was almost dawn and he understood.
The streets of the town are stagnant, and two rows of two-storey small buildings extend to the end of the sight, and there are also two rows of plane trees on both sides of the road.
Although the shop selling breakfast has opened long ago, the seller of vegetables and meat is also preparing to open up business, and the bosses who sell groceries are also opening their doors one after another to sweep the small open space in front of the door, but there are still very few people.
Even among these pitiful crowds, Liu Hongyue was not seen.
Liu Dao didn't know where to look for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to run in the direction of the school.
The town is very simple. A straight street extends from the Sancha Road to the school. The road is a national road. The road that goes all the way to the school is also the only lane to leave the town.
He ran all the way, and there were fewer and fewer people. Without Liu Hongyue, she could not be found anywhere.
When he ran to the school, it happened to be Saturday, and they didn't have to go to school. Bald Li walked out of the newly-built teacher-assigned housing building across the road from the school, and saw his students running over as if they were dying.
Bald Li thought that this kid Liu Dao had made a mistake and thought he was still in school today, so he stopped him: "Liu Dao, what are you doing?"
Liu Dao noticed Bald Li early in the morning, and he stopped, only feeling Bald Li The hairline above his head is higher, no, he has no hairline to speak of.
"Mr. Li is early," Liu Dao asked him, wondering if he could do something with Bald Li, "Have you seen my mother?"
"Your mother? No?" Bald Li was full of doubts, " What's wrong with your mother, there shouldn't be anything wrong, right?"
As soon as Liu Dao heard the inquiries, he made a random excuse and said, "No, she said there was something wrong here, so let me wait. "
Oh." The bald Li nodded doubtfully, "That's what it is!"
"Yes, that's what it is." Liu Dao wanted to continue running to see the situation, so he hurriedly got out for himself, "Mr. Li , my mother may be busy for a while, I'll go ahead and go around." The
bald man raised his hand at him: "Okay, be careful on the road!"
Liu Dao couldn't remember how he got home after that day. He clearly remembered the scene when he smashed the door. He threw a big pebble in his hand and slammed it hard, and the door lock was quickly broken.
He threw a stone into the house, the wound on his leg no longer hurt, he sat down and tried to clear his mind. He sat for a long time on the high wooden bench reserved for Liu Hongyue, and she would sit on it and step on the sewing machine every day.
With a long silence and sluggishness, he tried to make himself accept the fact that Liu Hongyue didn't want him anymore. He's really unrelated now, all alone. Liu Dao remembered the martial arts films he watched in a classmate's house in the town when he was in elementary school. He felt that the heroes who were alone were very handsome, but unfortunately he was not a hero. His loneliness would only make him shrouded in fear for a long time. .
He felt that his life was over.
When he was in the first year of junior high school, he listened to bald Li Kopp about his academic qualifications. Bald Li said that those who cannot graduate from junior high school are illiterate, and they are semi-illiterate after graduation. Only after finishing high school can they be regarded as intellectuals.
At that time, Liu Dao felt that he could not become an intellectual, but he thought that at least he could not be an illiterate, he had to finish junior high school, but now, he has no life security in the future, let alone study. .
Thoughts of suicide flashed through his mind, but only briefly. He hated himself for being afraid of death, and was glad that he was afraid of death. With this mixed mood, he saw an envelope made of old newspapers on the sewing machine.
Liu Dao swallowed his saliva and licked his dry lips again. The dry and dead skin pierced his tongue a little uncomfortable. He reached out and brushed off the brown thread pressing on the envelope, gently picked up the envelope, and tore it carefully.
There was a letter from Liu Hongyue to him, and some red banknotes. He knew it was money, and his tensed heart got a brief relaxation, but he cared more about that letter.
He opened the letter, which was written on a torn page of his zuowen, with Liu Hongyue's distorted lead-colored Chinese characters printed on it, as well as some distorted pinyin.
The letter reads like this -
Liu Dao, I'm leaving. Don't worry, I won't believe in men's nonsense anymore, but I can't leave Liu Xiao, she is still young, she needs me, I have to live with her. Are you sixteen? Don't go to school. Aunt Wang is right, it's useless for you to go to school. Going to school made you proud, and you will not be able to endure hardship in the future. I raised you so much, you should also fend for yourself. Don't worry, I don't need you to retire for me in the future. I left a thousand yuan for you, which is most of my belongings.
After reading the letter, Liu Dao seemed extremely collapsed and fell off the stool. He grabbed the letter paper hard until it became a tight little ball.
In fact, he was only fifteen years old in more than two months, and Liu Hongyue didn't even remember his age. He lay on the ground crying silently.
Liu Dao began to be confused, he began to not understand, why was he born?
After that day, Liu Dao never went to school again. The past few days were calm and peaceful. He was like an existence forgotten by the world, living alone in two broken wooden houses. He couldn't eat, so he drank some water and lay in bed like this for three days.
That afternoon, he heard a knock on the wooden door.
For a moment, he thought it was Liu Hongyue coming back, so he hurriedly rolled off the bed and crawled to open the door.
The person who came was bald Li. Bald Li looked at Liu Dao, and the anger on his face turned into surprise: "Liu Dao?"
"Old, teacher." Liu Dao lowered his eyes in despair and looked down at his bare feet. I ran so fast that I didn't even have time to wear my shoes.
Bald Li looked around the dimly lit house, and seemed to be sure that Liu Hongyue was not there: "What are you doing? Where is your mother?"
"My mother, my mother is busy." Liu Dao licked his lips, his stomach "gurgling" call.
Bald Li looked at Liu Dao's inhuman appearance, his heart softened, and he patted his shoulder: "Let's go, put on your shoes first, and I'll take you to eat."
"I'm not hungry. "Liu Dao rejected Bald Li, he doesn't want to go anywhere now.
"Don't give me a pretense, I heard that your mother ran... and left, right?" The bald Li Yi changed his usual style of hanging up high, and stabbed Liu Dao directly in the heart.
Liu Dao lowered his head. This time, he stared at the pair of rubberized sneakers under Bald Li's feet and remained silent.
"I don't want to watch my students starve to death," the bald Li said to himself, and rushed into Liu Dao's house, looking for Liu Dao's shoes, while babbling, "You don't have an adult around now, you will Are you cooking? Who is responsible if you die? Me?"
Liu Dao was speechless, he silently stared at the bald Li who was searching around in the messy room, his nose suddenly aching. He stretched out his hand and wiped his face, wisely ran to the bed and put on his slippers, and whispered two words behind Bald Li: "Let's go."
Bald Li was rummaging on a broken shoe rack with a pile of old books. , he turned his head, the glasses were covered with some dust, saw that Liu Dao had stepped on his shoes, and showed a rare smile: "Go." The
bald Li invited Liu Dao to the rice noodle restaurant and ordered a bowl of pork topping for him. of rice noodles. Before the powder came up, Liu Dao ate the sour radish in the small plate. He was too hungry.
The bald Li said, "Liu Dao, the final exam of biogeography will be in a few days, will you go?"
Liu Dao put down the radish stick on his chopsticks and raised his head to look at the bald Li. Bald Li asked him, "Are you going?", not "You must come." This made Liu Dao panic a little, and he couldn't hold back any answers for a while.
The bald Li said straight to the point: "Don't think too much, I know you probably won't be able to read." He was silent for a while, then suddenly patted his thigh, and said excitedly, "Don't be discouraged, as the saying goes, thirty-six lines Going to be the champion, this world is not only for reading." The
bald Li brought up the rice noodles ordered by Liu Dao, Liu Dao unceremoniously took the big bowl of rice noodles to him, he was trying to cover it up with gobbling. That indescribable loss.
"Hey, Liu Dao, let me tell you the truth, I won't take you as a student today, I will take you as an adult, I tell you this, I hope you continue to go to school, although you are a bit biased, but It's still smart." The bald Li paused, his tone gradually lowered, "It's a pity that I am a local teacher... I am also burdened by myself."
Liu Dao sucked the powder, he felt that it was not spicy enough, and tried his best to add chili peppers to the bowl. , as a result, he choked with tears and snot, making bald Li scrambling to pull tissues for him.
Bald Li shook his head and whispered: "A child is a child after all."
Liu Dao knew that Bald Li really felt sorry for him, and he also knew that Bald Li was not talking about a hypocrite. Bald Li has two sons himself, the eldest son is in college and the youngest son is in high school, both of them spend money. He and his wife are both ordinary teachers and can't save much money for a year. Besides, even if they don't care about Liu Dao, they are completely reasonable.
Liu Dao suddenly looked at the bald Li with open-mindedness: "Mr. Li, I won't go to the exam, and I won't go in the future. I have no interest in going to school, especially English. I have a headache when I read an English book. I feel like going out." He took a sip of the spicy soup, "My mother didn't run away, and my mother will come to pick me up after the new year." The
bald Li avoided Liu Dao's stare, he couldn't stand the child Such deliberate openness. Bald Li suddenly remembered something, took out a wallet from his trousers pocket, took out two hundred yuan and handed it to Liu Dao.
Liu Dao was wiping his mouth with a tissue. He didn't take the money, but looked at the bald Li in surprise.
The bald Li hurriedly explained: "The meal fee, according to the school's intention, is not refundable. This is what I got back for you after I finally asked the principal to intercede. It was originally your family's money, you take it."
Liu Knife took the money dubiously and stuffed it into his trousers pocket.
Liu Dao guessed that the bald Li paid for the money nine times out of ten. The school is about to have a holiday, so it is impossible to have so many meals left. Besides, the principal is notorious for being stingy. As for the specific manifestation of the principal's stinginess, Liu Dao didn't want to think about it.
Even so, Liu Dao took the money.
He is alone and needs money.
He secretly swore in his heart that he would never forget to repay Bald Lee's great kindness when he succeeded in the future.
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