A Lucky Coin

A total of two rounds, a round of three minutes, one minute of rest, less than ten minutes of battle, the first day of the junior high school felt like I was sweating.

Coach He checked the points with his rival, and there was an extra point in the first day of the junior high school.

"How do you count?" the enemy said.

"Number one, two, three," Coach He was very happy, "how is my sweeping monk?"

"Very good seedling, didn't you let him practice with you?" The enemy looked at the first day of the first day.

"He has no money," Coach He said. "He is working here."

The enemy gave him a first look in surprise: "Young man, do you want to practice with me? I won't charge you."

"No," Chuyi smiled, "I'm going to work, I just got a job offer, and my salary is up."

Coach He still counts. He said that if he wins, he will be given a 500 salary increase, and he will actually increase it. Once he adds, he has not changed for two or three months. The first day of the first year has become the highest-paid sweeping monk with the shortest working hours in the boxing gym. .

Very rich.

He went to change a data package for himself so that he could continue to look for clues to "Xiao Li BBQ" at home.

There is no shortcut, he can only use the most stupid way all the time. He searches all the cities in the review software one by one, and he will carefully look at the pictures of every Xiao Li barbecue found.

Some people have photos of door faces, you can look at the photo of Yan Hang. If there is no door face, he will write down the address in the coil book, and if you don’t have it after searching it all, use the panoramic map one by one. Look.

Day by day, it is like a program that must be completed. There is no disappointment or expectation. In short, he will not stop unless he is found.

He has grown up so much that he has never worked so hard in anything.

If this energy is used in studying, he will definitely have no problem taking a college entrance examination.

"I went to work the day after tomorrow." Mom said while eating.

On the first day of the first year, he looked up at his mother and felt that it had been a long time since he heard his mother's voice. He was at school during the day and only had lunch at home. After school, he went to the boxing gym. When he returned home, the family was already asleep.

"Where to go?" Grandma asked.

"My colleague at the water station introduced it to a shop selling water purifiers," my mother said. "There is a low salary every month, and there is a commission for selling the machine."

"Selling water purifiers?" Grandma said, "How much money can you have? Can you sell the machine with a dead eyebrow?"

"How about grandma, you, grandma, you go?" The first day of the first day gave grandma a glance.

My mother was stunned and looked at him.

My grandmother was also very shocked, and she was stunned for at least three seconds before she pulled her chopsticks and pulled her head over.

On the first day of the first day, I grabbed my grandma's hand.

"It's the other way around!" Grandma shouted, standing up to take a stool.

Kicked the stool away at the speed of the first grade.

"Have you seen your son!" Grandma was so shocked that her voice doubled, staring at her mother, pointing at the first day of the junior high school, "What do you teach!"

"I haven't taught him," Mom took a sip, "I couldn't control him long ago, and I don't want to."

Grandpa, who had not spoken, suddenly jumped up and flipped the edge of the table.

The table was overturned by him, and the dishes hit the floor.

The family stayed in place, looking at grandpa.

On the first day of the junior high school, I felt that my grandpa probably didn't know what he was doing or what he wanted to express. Anyway, he often did this suddenly, in exchange for a loss.

Then he himself stood there not knowing what to do next.

Chu was together, took the phone and went out.

It was still early in the afternoon for class, and he had nowhere else to go. He had to go to the river.

The north wind blows very fast, and he pays attention to the weather in the first year of the new year. He doesn't like winter very much, because his two down jackets that have been worn for several years cannot withstand the wind, and winter is too tormenting for him.

But this year he didn't pay too much attention. When the autumn wind was cold or when the north wind blew, he didn't pay attention, perhaps because he secretly bought two or three new clothes this year and didn't feel the cold.

It is also possible that there are too many things in his mind, and the weather has no room to ponder.

He was busy working, busy punching, busy looking for Xiao Li barbecue.

If Xiao Li knows that someone looks for his barbecue restaurant so persistently every day, he will be very touched. Then he will ask Xiao Li to give him a VIP card for eating skewers.

At the beginning, he opened his arms and moved against the wind, took out his mobile phone, took a few pictures of the riverside scenery, and avoided the riverside.

The garbage on the riverside that had been cleaned before is back.

On the first day of the new year, I looked at a large area of ​​rubbish. Fortunately, it is cold and tasteless now.

He turned around, and the tree hole waited for him quietly.

"I don't want to celebrate the New Year," he really felt that he had grown taller when he pulled his face into the tree hole. Although it wasn't as strenuous as Yan Hang before, he still had to take a good stance, "I want to hurry, hurry up. For the senior high school entrance examination, I want to go to a foreign school, school, and then pick up, play, work, and go on vacation after vacation."

After speaking, he couldn't help but laugh, and he felt liberated.

"If I go, go," he touched the trunk, "I will think, you, you know me, all mysteries, secrets... hole, hole spirit."

After thinking about it, he took out a small leather jacket and steel pin from his pocket and pressed it on the tree trunk: "This is Jun, Jun Jing, you two recognize it. Let me know."

After speaking, he waited for a while, and when the two of them had met each other, he put the steel ball back in his pocket, turned and leaned against the tree trunk, and sighed slightly.

The atmosphere in the school is already very tense. There are no self-study classes in the third grade and physical education classes are cancelled. Only the first grade is quiet.

Except for ensuring that he can at least take a secondary school or the like, he would listen to the class, and he was still in a daze at other times.

Now no one laughs at his grades anymore, no one talks about what would happen to him if he fails to pass the high school entrance examination. He thinks it’s pretty good on the first grade. My mother never asked about the midterm exam grades, and he took the final exam soon. People mentioned.

When he went to the boxing gym, Coach He asked, "Are you going to go to high school next year?"

"Yeah." Chu Yi nodded while holding the mop.

"Then you have to change your name to the first year of high school," Coach He said. "You are still working for half a year now? There is no time to review."

"I don't, do not review," said the first day of the new year, "I review, it is a waste of time, and it takes time."

"Don't care about you at home?" Coach He asked.

"No matter." Chuyi smiled.

"You kids, you have ideas one by one," Coach He said. "But it's pretty good. You choose your own path. No one can complain if you can't walk."

"Able to walk." said the first day.

Moveable.

He has never been so vigorous as he is now, let alone walking, he can run.

When I ran to my aunt’s car, my aunt sighed as soon as he saw him: "You are the same to this day. Why don't you send me a selfie every month? I'm afraid I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Handsome, isn't it?" asked the first day.

"So handsome, so handsome," the aunt said with a smile, and pointed to the back seat again. "I brought some new year goods for your family. I guess nobody cares about this in your family, right?"

"I care," said the first day of the new year, "I used to run errands."

"Aren't you busy saving money to be the richest man now? Take it," said the aunt. "Call me when you have time during the New Year. I'll take you to a big meal."

"Yeah." At the beginning, he opened the rear door and took out a large bag of New Year goods.

If one day he could really leave here, his grandparents and aunt would be the person he missed the most.

People are very strange. For him, there are too many dark memories, but in the end, all he can remember are good.

Grandpa is very good to him, grandma is very good to him, aunt is very good to him, coach He, Xiao Lin and the front desk lady are very good to him.

And Yan Hang.

In the past New Years, my dad would come back with some money, the company would send out some new year goods, he would run errands, buy some more, put a whip on the New Year’s Eve, eat in a daze, and then have a meal with aunt and aunt, by the way Have a few quarrels, if appropriate, you may be able to fight again. The New Year is just over.

This year is not so complicated. The situation at home does not need to be Chinese New Year.

I went to buy a scarf for my mother on the first day of the new year. He didn't know why. He wanted to find the previous shop, but it was a bit old, and that one had been removed.

Mom's scarf, grandma's two cigarettes, grandpa's thick hat, things are not expensive, but this is the first time he bought gifts for family members since he was returned to the scarf by his mother.

He also took a thousand from the money he saved, wrapped a red envelope, and put it in a scarf.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, he took out the gift and put it on the table, and took it out the same way.

"This is for my grandmother," he took out his cigarette, "in the future, smoke less."

"Then you still buy me cigarettes?" Grandma gave a shit, took the cigarette over and looked at it, and gave another shit, "I'm rich, it's showing up here with your grandma."

"Bought it at the commissary," Chu Yi looked at him, "You return it and exchange it for money."

Before he took out the hat, Grandpa himself reached out and took it into the bag: "This hat is okay, but it’s not as good as I am now, and things just don’t work now. I have worn this hat for more than ten years. Bad."

"Then you don't want it, give it back to him." Mom said.

At the beginning, a box with a scarf was placed in front of my mother: "New Year, happy."

My mother glanced at him, opened the box, frowned when she saw the scarf inside, stared for a while before taking it out, and sighed when she saw the red envelope under the scarf.

The gift is over.

Except for Dad's share.

On the first day of the new year, he didn't speak any more, took the remote control, turned on the TV, and stared at the Spring Festival Gala in a daze.

"Click--" Yan Hang shouted at Cui Yi. He stood on the side of the mountain with a whip, waiting for Cui Yi on the other end to click.

The property in the community cleared an open space on the side of the mountain for the owners to come out for everyone to focus on setting off firecrackers. At this moment, the firecrackers all around were lit, and they were still pestering here.

"This fuze is a bit short--" Cui Yi shouted and replied, while studying with a lighter, "I will make it a little longer--"

"Old Cui!" Yan Hang was a little helpless, "I really didn't realize that you were so courageous--"

"This is cautious--what if it breaks me--" Cui Yi shouted.

"I'm here!" Yan Hang put the pole carrying the whip on the ground, walked over, and shouted into Cui Yi's ear, "Go and pick it!"

Cui Yi went to pick up the pole.

In fact, it’s fine to put it on the ground, but I don’t know why. People in this community are all holding poles. It's probably a community culture?

Yan Hang looked at the fuze. It was indeed a bit short. Using a lighter would probably blow up his hands. He touched a cigarette and lit it, and then touched the fuze with the cigarette butt.

This fuze was not only short, but also burned extremely fast, which greatly exceeded Yan Hang's expectations. When he saw the sparks, he quickly threw the firecrackers aside.

But he didn't pay attention to the direction, and he threw it toward Cui Yi.

As the firecrackers exploded, Cui Yi jumped, turned and ran with the pole.

Yan Hang was stunned. He couldn't help but laughed out loud. He squatted on the ground and looked at Cui Yi with a smile, so he could hardly stand up.

Cui Yi ran for more than ten meters before remembering to throw the pole on the ground, and ran back and kicked him in the ass: "Little shit! Did you mean it!"

"Lawyer Cui," Yan Hang couldn't help laughing, "You really opened my eyes today. I've seen you just because I'm afraid of this."

"Go!" Cui Yi carried his clothes, "Go back to eat."

The New Year's Eve dinner was eaten at Cui Yi's house, just the two, no one else.

Yan Hang opened an order, and Cui Yi bought all the ingredients as required. It took him two hours to make a table of dishes.

It’s been a long time since he spent so much cooking. In the past, he and his father went to restaurants to eat during the New Year. It was more lively and had a New Year atmosphere.

This year he was still wondering how to celebrate the New Year alone, whether to apply for a class of 30 with the foreman, but he didn't expect Cui Yi to be alone.

Orphan like dad?

Or is home too far to go back?

Or broke up with the family?

He didn't ask, he was used to not asking anything.

"I haven't been home for many years," Cui Yi picked up the wine glass. "This is the first time in so many years that I have not celebrated the New Year alone."

Yan Hang clinked glasses with him.

"Thank you." Cui Yi said.

"You're welcome." Yan Hang took a sip of wine.

Cui Yi has the same habit as his father, drinking Erguotou as a table of Chinese New Year dishes.

After eating, Cui Yi took a seat on the sofa and beckoned to him: "Come on, kowtow to me."

"Don't take advantage of this kind of advantage?" Yan Hang went over and sat beside him.

Cui Yi laughed, took out two red envelopes from his pocket, and handed one to him: "This is the lucky money I gave you."

"Thank you, Uncle," Yan Hang took it over, "Uncle Cui Happy New Year."

"Your dad gave you this," Cui Yi handed over another red envelope, "Let me give it to you until you are 22."

Yan Hang was stunned, before taking the red envelope for a long time, his eyes suddenly became sore.

"According to the rhythm of finishing college graduation work, you only counted as working when you were 22 years old, and I won't give you new year's money at that time." When Dad said this, Yan Hang can't remember.

He did not open the red envelopes of Cui Yi and his father. After watching the Spring Festival Gala with Cui Yi and returning to his residence, he pressed the red envelopes under the pillow.

It was past 0 o'clock, and the sound of firecrackers outside, which was not too dense, slowly lowered.

Yan Hang was standing on the balcony, looking at the mountain covered in faint smoke outside.

Another year has passed.

It's really an unforgettable year.

He lit a cigarette, sat down on a chair next to him, looked at the night sky in a daze, and gently touched the small rock on his ankle with his fingers, and touched the rope on it by the way, and checked for wear.

However, the rope that I picked in the first year is the same as others, especially skinny, except for a little fluff, everything is intact.

First grade.

Yan Hang put his leg on the edge of the balcony and looked at the little stone.

What are you doing now on the first day of the junior high school?

Xiao Li barbecue.

He was lying on the bed on the first day of the new year. The boxing gym was closed for the New Year. He didn't need to go to school or the boxing gym, so he had to stay at home.

Outside there was the sound of firecrackers, which was very lively.

Only his family did not even buy firecrackers this year.

Xiao Li barbecue.

This was the first city he had looked for. He didn't remember it anymore. In short, the coil book at hand, except for the words he wrote down, was all Xiao Li barbecues from all over the country.

Where is Yan Hang?

Is it in the next Xiao Li barbecue, or in those Xiao Li barbecues on the coil?

Where is Yan Hang? Where is Yan Hang? Yan Hang is in that Xiao Li barbecue...

In the first year of junior high school, I kept singing like a tape.

This is today's sixth Xiao Li barbecue.

On the first day of the new year, he sighed slightly and clicked on the photo of Xiao Li’s barbecue.

A bunch of barbecue.

All kinds of meat, all kinds of dishes, all kinds of seafood...

Then there was a door face painted in red, with four black characters written on it, Xiao Li grilled.

On the first day of the new year, I took a look, and my hand shook suddenly.

Yan Hang is there, in Xiao Li's barbecue!!!!!!!