"It is only when the sea flows that a hero's character is revealed" - Guo Moruo.
Those two years were almost peaceful and uneventful.
Wei Qian entered the last year of high school at the top of his class, and every day when he saw himself in the mirror wearing a school uniform, he couldn't help but think of the words "human-like dog" in his mind.
The heavy school load compressed his spare time, but not his stellar heart for money, and his summer and winter vacations and all his weekends were dedicated to the great cause of part-time work - the most well-paid of which was his experience as a short-term laborer in Old Bear's drugstore.
The old bear's name is very shameless, called "Xiong Yingjun", the crowd every time to call his name, can not help but want to add in the back of the "yuck", so over time no one called.
When he was young, others called him a small bear, but unfortunately he did not "small bear" a few years, the actual age of only thirty jang when the age of a good young man, looks but has been ahead of the decade, naturally became "old bear".
The old bear is a very tuneless rich second-generation, dog range eight bubbles of shit, where all have him, everything wants to interfere with a foot. Unfortunately, it is a pity that the body / lack of skill, so all day long, the Dragon see the head and tail, the pharmacy is often in a state of no one to run, often to find someone to help him take care of. During the summer vacation, the old bear coincidentally hired Wei Qian this short-term job, they threw the drugstore to him, they do not know where to go, Wei Qian is the store manager, but also a waiter, but also the accountant, but also a cleaning staff, so dry two months, the old bear to come back.
The meeting settled Wei Qian's salary of five thousand dollars.
A thousand dollars a month, as previously agreed, was forgotten by the old bear himself, a two hundred and five!
Wei Qian began to startled, almost did not have the good sense to take - this moment ready to close down the broken drugstore, two months of profit in the end there is no four thousand dollars are still not good to say - but later or take, Wei Qian figured out that the wrongdoer such creatures live in the world, but it is to rush to give people pitfalls, is not it? But then he took it, Wei Qian figured out that this kind of creature is living in the world, but it's just rushing to be given to people to be pitied.
Press doesn't have to waste a single guilty feeling on such rich people who deserve to be burned.
And Wei Zhiyuan in honestly after a year of school, directly jumped into the graduating class, he seems to be in order to fulfill the late night in a foreign land, forcibly holding back tears to the elder brother to say those promises, from the south back, has been in preparation for this matter.
Wei Zhiyuan's heart and body grew impatient.
The matter of skipping a grade, is the little cub himself ran to the teacher in front of the application, greetings did not play with the family, first and last, but Wei Qian know also did not say anything, although the verbal does not mention, but Wei Qian heart has a number of Wei Zhiyuan's IQ, and Xiaobao read the same books, think about it is also really quite aggrieved by people's children.
Just as Xiao Bao was puffing and puffing his way through fifth grade, Wei Zhiyuan had already entered the graduating class.
It's common sense that girls will grow before boys, and it's completely reversed in their family.
When Xiao Bao was still a little girl-like, Wei Zhiyuan had only used the greater part of the year to leap from a height just above Wei Qian's chest to one that could touch his big brother's nose.
Matching his inhuman growth rate is his increasingly creepy meal size, and the whole family uses normal rice bowls, replacing only the sea bowls for Wei Zhiyuan.
The big sea bowl is bigger than the face, three fat once came to his home for dinner, really grew some insight - he witnessed Wei Zhiyuan with the face of the big bowl ate two big bowls of rice full of bubbling, at the end of the end of the no food, Wei Zhiyuan with hot water made a bowl of vegetable soup, two mouths to drink down, sort of to the stomach to fill up the stitches.
Three Fatty asked warily, "Brother, are you full?"
Wei Zhiyuan finished the vegetable soup and wiped his mouth, haughtily replied, "Almost, 70-80%, I'm going out for a run in the evening, so let's eat here today."
Three Fatty complained to Wei Qian with a handful of bitter tears, "Why is this kid not half as fat as me when one meal tops my two meals!"
Wei Qian said without lifting his head, "Because you're old and have a slow metabolism, Third Master."
The "old and fat" third master couldn't help but feel disheartened to hear such a naked truth and walked away silently.
Wei Qian had already seen the rice bucket Wei Zhiyuan, he knew that when Wei Zhiyuan came back from running, he would be able to nibble another dry steamed bun with plain water.
This kid's fighting prowess kills all of humanity and can crush any leftovers into crumbs.
In comparison, Xiao Bao was simply making people anxious, she was already late for school, and as a result, when she stood with the little girls in the same class, she instead looked like she was one or two years younger than them.
The growth and development process of Song Xiaobao's classmates was extremely strange, from puberty until her twenties, she always maintained an even growth rate of two centimeters per year, without panicking or slowing down.
Twelve or thirteen year old Song Xiaobao is like a malnourished cabbage, Wei Qian once suspected that her life will be like this, the adult is also a female "root number two", who knew that until the age of fifteen or sixteen years old, most of the girls began to stop growing taller, and she snailed up little by little, and so on grew up to see, but also not shorter than anyone else. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.
Wei Qian is about to take the college entrance examination this year, Mrs. Song simply served him as if he was a long-lived master, day and night as long as they caught the opportunity, they must shush and warm up a bit, in a unique way of chattering to the long-lived master to please.
But the Wei Emperor annoyed to death, hate a bamboo plate to throw her a decapitation.
But every weekend a stew of chicken soup on the table, looking at the old lady as if waiting for the month earnestly urged him to eat more, Weiqian again no temper with her.
There was a period of time, Mrs. Song did not know who was deceived, and roamed to the local marketing group hitched, every day to go around to listen to the varieties and prices of health care products.
It was as if she was planning to bite her teeth and stomp her foot to patch Wei Qian's one brain into two big ones.
...... Luckily, when he had to pay the money, he was seen by three fat his mom, and three fat ran in time to ventilate the information, so that Wei Qian rushed to the scene of the health care preaching meeting, and led the Song old lady back.
Out of the time, the marketing group hooligan nature of all show, see they did not buy things, a small glasses jumped out to stop not to go, Song old lady this hydrocephalus also ass to people: "This is my eldest grandson, soon to be college entrance exams, the results can be good, I want to buy some of that what 'brain power strong' I just want to buy some of that 'Brain Power' for him to eat ......."
Wei Qian: "Shut up and eat your mom."
Sales promotion of small glasses style rogue, but the person probably a little bit not smart, not yet see what's going on, and hastily pulled Wei Qian to give him brainwashing, two lips up and down to say: "students, our product is approved by the U.S. departments of the patent, take a course of treatment, memory can be increased by eighty percent... ..."
Wei Qian looked at him coldly, "I don't need a course of treatment, a single brick will make you live forever in the people's memory."
He is a bandit all the way out, small glasses all the way just focus on the pit, have not lost pay this way goods, and could not help but gulp saliva, back half a step, but Wei Qian still smacked him out of the way, a lift of the hand to push him a butt squat, carrying that more and more nerves of the little old lady to beat a path back to the house.
Mrs. Song stirred up the whole family's chicken and dog jumping, and people are in fear. Wei Qian felt that if it is not their own poor children early home, young people have had a rough experience, determined, not to let her live to torture into a neurological can not be.
At the beginning of April of that year, Wei Qian was in the classroom doing self-study when Mr. Li pushed the door in and called him out.
Wei Qian sleep less than four or five hours a day, back and forth to eat in a hurry, and sometimes even eat while walking, on the road to solve the problem, really thin a lot of people tall to the teacher in front of a station, the school uniform looks empty.
From the second half of the second semester of high school, Mr. Li made him the class president, I do not know whether it is because of his experience in the community related, he seems to be stable at the same time, especially will pinch the group of naughty little boys, the gang of boys one by one are quite listen to his words.
Mr. Li's own child is about the same age as Wei Qian, and when the two compartments are compared, it is always heartbreaking to watch.
Teacher Li called him to the hallway and said to him, "We are a key class - you know, right, our school every year key class has a guaranteed place for outstanding student cadres, this year the place is given to the University of A. University of A, of course, is a good school, and it is the local university, I think about the situation in your family I think your family situation, stay in the local school, convenient to take care of the family, you think about it, want to go?"
Wei Qian froze for half a minute before asking with a bit of uncertainty, "No, no, teacher ...... do you mean, to bail me out?"
Mr. Lee was amused by him and asked good-naturedly in return, "Why else would I ask you?"
Wei Qian was stoned silly by the news, he never thought that this kind of thing would fall on him.
His premature exposure to the society of the three religions and the nine schools cultivated his gloomy and cynical spiritual world, and although with the growth of age and insight, that juvenile bigotry has become less acute, Wei Qian still agrees with this truth from the bottom of his heart - a person of his origin who wants to excel must be more fierce than others and must be more desperate than others. He must be fiercer and more desperate than anyone else, and he can't count on anyone but himself.
Is it not the privilege of the children of government officials, rich families and families with connections to be guaranteed admission to universities, which is full of "foul play"?
He never thought a guaranteed spot would fall to him.
"I ......" Wei Qian rare words, his brain a pile of paste, had to forcefully calmly asked Mr. Li, "that, then give me okay? Do other people have no opinion? Other students, or other classes ......"
Mr. Li said, "What can't be done? Guarantee decision is not my say, is to be unified discussion of the grade group set, after the director of review, and finally signed by the principal of the clap, the principal's signature has just been sent to my office, you want to take a look at it?"
Wei Qian was silent for a long time, a thousand words in his chest, all clogged up in his throat, he lowered his head in front of the homeroom teacher, who was a whole head shorter than him, and squeezed his hands tightly, for a long time, before he gritted his teeth, and said in a muffled, repressed voice, "Thank you, teacher."
Ms. Li looked at him and sighed, knowing that she had never left school in her life and had experienced rather less ups and downs than this boy, so she couldn't decide what she should say to him, what she could say to him.
After a while, Mr. Li deliberated and said softly, "You have good natural talent, what's even more rare is that you are more willing to work hard than others, I expect a lot from you, so I hope you can become a good person, understand what I mean?"
Wei Qian nodded and whispered, "I understand, you are saying that it is harder to follow the right path than the evil path."
Because it is harder to follow the right path than the evil path, those who follow the right path are stronger than those who follow the evil path.
It's something that everyone who has ever survived in the cracks of two paths has experienced firsthand.
And isn't it true that one should always seek a stronger self?
Teacher Li pushed his glasses, "You understand in your heart, I won't say more, go back, come to my office in the evening self-study, fill out a few forms, after filling out you can go back to discuss with your family to see what major to choose."
Wei Qian ended his high school career, which lasted just over a year and a half, in a way that was both inexplicable and exhilarating.
He quickly submitted the form, consulted Mr. Li's opinion, and chose the then popular life sciences major - in fact, the hottest at that time was the computer, but unfortunately, the tuition fee for computers is higher than other majors, and the need to provide their own computers, Weiqian more or less reluctant to give up the cost.
He then officially became a prospective college student, Wei Qian left the school when the large cherry tree in front of the school building was in full bloom, he stood for a while, and was literally buried in his feet by the falling petals.
Wei Qian wandered around at home with nothing to do for two days, and after dealing with old Mrs. Song, who was nearly agitated and had a heart attack, he finally wanted to get up and care about the two little cubs that were put out to pasture.
He inadvertently found his little sister in writing homework when doing small actions changed, she used to do not be able to do the puzzle, like to pick fingers, but now it has become a pencil around their own hair, after winding and pinch the hand to fix it, in front of the eyes of a strand of hair will briefly form a wave shape of a small hair curls, she will be alone stinking for a while, and then continue to write homework.
Wei Qian stayed attentive and realized that this girl knew how to stink.
Xiaobao loved to sleep when she was a child and did not like to get up early, he was picked up and forced to press in the sink, before the cat like to take the cool water in the face of the scratch two, now she washed her face completely without big brother to remind her, the weekend at home, she washed several times a day, each time in front of the toilet mirror half a day to look at the mirror.
The change of girls is simply another level of biological "perverse development", which can really change into a completely different look.
Song Xiao Bao's who was a black monkey when she was a child began to shed her skin and turn white, her eyes began to elongate and grew long and thick eyelashes, the bridge of the nose, although still not high, but with the cartilage set, at least it doesn't look like it's collapsing anymore, and a small chin was collected under the lips, and Weiqian was amazed to discover that, like a caterpillar, she turned to the butterfly's direction, and was able to see a little bit of a small beauty's embryonic form.
However, this little fledgling was nothing in the eyes of her warlord-like big brother.
In Wei Qian's opinion, Song Xiaobao is still "half a person", these children before they grow up, they are the same unisex appearance, there is no gender to speak of.
She has no breasts in front and no ass in the back, so a small thing like bean sprouts, Wei Qian can not understand what is so beautiful about her.
He was adamant that Bao's stinking beauty had no benefit other than delaying his time and interfering with his studies.
So he went into Xiao Bao s room when he glimpsed again that Xiao Bao had a pen to curl her hair, and in the same way that Jia Zheng had treated Jia Baoyu, he had a very serious talk with her ...... No, it was a one sided admonishment of the little girl, and he also searched out a small bottle of nail polish from Song Xiao Bao s desk, took it away and confiscated it.
Finally, he dictates that Song must not look in the mirror for more than a minute a day.
Xiaobao aggrieved, for the first time on the big brother had a rebellious mentality, and Wei Qian even too much is not enough, walked out before a hand on the door frame of the hut, righteously turned back and said: "Oh, right
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, I see that all the other little girls in your school have cut their hair, why don't you cut yours too, it saves you from having to comb it for so long when you get up in the morning, and besides, I've heard that too much hair absorbs nutrients and affects the brain."
This was met with fierce resistance from Song Xiao Bao, who jumped up and boldly yelled at her big brother, "I won't cut my hair! Just don't cut my hair! If you cut my hair, you'll cut my head along with it!"
Wei Qian froze for a moment, not realizing that her hair was actually so important to her, but before he could open his mouth to reprimand her, Xiao Bao was so frightened by her own treachery that she cried out "whimpering" on her own.
Wei Qian sighed, there was nothing he could do with her, so he had to put on a stern face, "What's there to cry about? Cry again and whip you."
He came up with a compromise, giving Song Xiaobao a reprieve: "That's fine, depending on your grades and performance, if you regress at the end of the semester, don't give me any crap, and cut your damn hair neatly, do you hear me?"
Song Xiao Bao huffed and asked, "What kind of cut ...... cut?"
Wei Qian said without thinking, "The front and back piece are flush with the ears, cool."
Song Xiaobao imagined some before and after all the ears of the hair is how a bear, on the spot to give a fright to the soul, from then on began her life in the study of the most diligent period of time, resolutely to defend her little head of an acre and a half, never fall into the clutches of the big brother.
Wei Qian exited from Song Xiaobao's house just in time to be bumped by Wei Zhiyuan who exited from the kitchen, Wei Zhiyuan's head almost hit his nose, he was busy propping up one hand on the wall on Wei Qian's side and sidestepped.
Wei Zhiyuan called out a muffled "brother" - he was starting to change his voice, his voice was uncomfortable, so when he spoke he had to press his voice down another octave, actually sounding low like a big man.
Wei Qian was in a trance for a moment, remembering that when he had just picked him up, he was not as tall as a dog standing up, and now he had actually become a half-grown young man as well.
Although the two brothers still live together, but I don t know when to start, Wei Zhiyuan has not to his arms to drill ...... want to drill also can not drill.
It's true ...... there are seedlings that don't worry about growing.
Wei Qian remembered that Mrs. Song had told him to go to the suburbs to wholesale some eggs, so he dragged his bicycle out the door and rode towards the chicken farm in the suburbs. On his way back, he happened to pass by Old Xiong's store, only to see Old Xiong directing a few young men to load luggage onto the car, as if he was going on a long trip.
Wei Qian stopped to greet, "Old Bear, where are you sending yourself to help the poor?"
Boss Bear gave him a look and said slowly, "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory."
Wei Qian jumped down and parked the car to the side, "Well, where's the fortune this time?"
Old Bear said, "Around the summer solstice is the day to collect Cordyceps, I plan to go into Tibet to pour some Tibetan medicine - right, I was looking for you, are you still looking for short-term jobs on weekends? Are you still looking for a short-term job on weekends? Are you free to watch the store for me?"
Wei Qian heart moved, two years ago he brought back thirty thousand dollars, after the Song old lady's thrift and the two people seize all the time to find work to do to subsidize the family, right now there is still twenty two thousand ...... and most of them are still for the hemp mother to spend.
Is eighteen thousand ...... dollars enough for him to hitch a ride on the old bear and pour a little business along with him?