The Era of Hard Work

   Chapter 56 Lost

   "What's the matter?" Lu Dong looked up at the sky, gloomy and dark, and asked, "Uncle Li, have you contacted there?"

  Li Shan said quickly: "I went to the brigade to call the brigade over there, and contacted Wen Yue and his classmates. He said Wen Yue was leaving at 8:30."

   Lu Dong frowned: "It's supposed to be here long ago."

   Li Shan said again: "It was dark, the road passed the Meng family tomb, you know Wen Yue's courage, he took the small road."

   "Dark lights are blinding fire, he dares to walk on that crooked trail!" Lu Dong greeted Li Shan: "Uncle, go to the orchard, I'll change a motorcycle to take you away."

  Li Shan is impatient: "Okay."

  The two went to the orchard to change motorcycles. Lu Dong had some guesses. He took the electric horn and let Li Shan take it. He rode the motorcycle and went north, crossed the river from another stone bridge, and entered a trail lined with sticks.

  The corn stalks have already headed and grown to the height of one person. Even if the motorcycle lights pass by, the scene is the same.

  Trees provide shade, and there are very few trees in the fields. The country trails extend in all directions, and it is good to say that due to the east and the north, some are still slopes, which are very difficult to walk.

   Turning west from the North-South Road, the road is narrower, at best a tractor can travel alone, and the corn trees on both sides of the road have long leaves, like hanging murder knives.

   "Uncle Li!" Lu Dong said, "Turn on the electric horn and call out Wen Yue's name."

  Li Shan didn't understand what Lu Dong meant: "Encountered a ghost hitting the wall?"

   He turned on the electric horn and shouted: "Wen Yue!"

  In the silent field, the voice spread far and wide.

   Lu Dong rode a motorcycle, stopped at every fork in the road, turned around the handlebar lights, and let Li Shan shout a few times.

   The weather is gloomy and the lights are dark, and this roar may be scary.

  Li Shan couldn't help worrying: "I won't really encounter ghosts hitting the wall..."

   "Uncle, don't think blindly." Lu Dong told the truth: "Most of the stories about the fox in our village and the ghost hitting the wall were made up by Uncle Seven to scare people."

   The other half is handed down by the elderly.

"Don't run into a robber!" Li Shan was even more worried, a robber was far more dangerous than a ghost hitting a wall, the former was really fatal: "Last year, a woman from the Chemical Fertilizer Plant in the Chemical Park was in this area of ​​the robbery. killed."

   Lu Dong comforted: "Uncle, it's okay, Wen Yue is a smart one, you should call again."

  Li Shan picked up the electric horn and shouted loudly: "Wen Yue!"

   "Li Wenyue..."

  The voice spread far away, and there was a faint echo: "I'm..."

   is too far to hear.

   Lu Dong made a judgment, turned a fork in the road, and crossed a sloping bay. The horn shouted by Li Shan was answered.

"I am here!"

  Li Shan shouted: "Where!"

   Li Wenyue responded: "I fell down a trail, and there are sticks all around, I can't tell the difference."

   This voice is almost like a cry.

   Lu Dong changed two directions according to the voice, and finally saw Li Wenyue pushing a bicycle on a path.

  People were anxious, but nothing happened.

  Li Shan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What's the matter with you, it's unlucky."

Seeing his father and Lu Dong, Li Wenyue settled down and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I don't know what's going on, maybe I haven't walked from here for a long time, and I fell while walking. For reference, it can’t be turned around…”

   Lu Dong can understand that this stick is high, and the trails in it are like a maze. It’s hard to find even a tree, not to mention those who don’t walk very often. People who often walk have a bad sense of direction and may fall into it.

   "It's time to take the big road!" Lu Dong said, "You have a big heart, and you dare to walk the small road even on this day."

   Li Wenyue said: "The main road is to go to Meng's tomb."

  Li Shan pointed at him, angrily saying, "You are so brave! The cemetery will be pushed away sooner!"

   Li Wen said weakly: "It's also a cemetery if you push it, and I'm also afraid."

  Lu Dong glanced at the pitch-black sky: "Let's go back, I can't guarantee when it will rain today."

  Li Shan pointed to the motorcycle and said to Li Wenyue: "Let Dongzi carry you, and I will ride a bicycle."

   He was afraid that this son would be lost again.

   Lu Dong asked Li Shan to ride his bicycle to the front, and he turned on the lights behind to illuminate the road.

  Don't talk about Li Wenyue, he turned a few corners and came to a fork in the road. Li Shan stopped and turned his head to ask, "Dongzi, are we going right? Why do I feel like I'm heading north, the farther I go?"

   Lu Dong said: "That's right, turn left."

  Well, don't talk about this man, he won't come over tonight, the man is expected to stay up until dawn or the clouds disperse, and there will be another legend of ghosts hitting the wall in Lujia Village.

   On the way back, Lu Dong asked Li Wenyue, "Do you have Tian Chuanjie's current contact information?"

   "No." Li Wenyue said, "Tian Dabang has gone to the south, do you have anything to do with him?"

   Lu Dong said: "I have something to do, ask our classmates who can contact him."

  Li Wenyue should come down: "Okay, I'll ask someone who can be contacted."

   In this day and age, it is inconvenient to communicate, and many people have never seen each other after graduating from high school.

   In fact, universities are similar. One city is fine, but not in the same city. No matter how much rhetoric they made when they parted, they can’t help the ruthless torture of society and time.

   Back at Lujia Village, it was just after eleven o'clock, so Lu Dong hurriedly washed and went to bed.

  …………

After taking the admission letter and visiting the sports academy, Song Na rode on a big golden deer without rear fenders. The work at the gravel yard had stopped. The money she earned was added to the money she made at home, tuition fees and others. Miscellaneous expenses are not a problem.

   Living expenses for the first two months are barely enough.

   But when practicing sports, nutrition must keep up. Song Na basically gave up on this aspect.

   The real conditions are here, and it is useless to talk about ideals.

   She wanted to win the national high jump championship, but she had a bad foundation since she was a child, and her training was not very professional, so she could be the king in a small place.

  Song Na rode the big golden deer and walked south. There was a construction site to the east. It should be a residential area. Some buildings have already been built.

   It is close to the periphery, and there is machinery in construction, which may be digging trenches.

   It was similar to the last time she and Lu Dong came, and they were not very popular.

  Song Na shook her head and remembered what she asked before. If it really doesn't work, she can only apply for a work-study program.

  According to the inquiries, the number of work-study programs is limited, and the number of people in the work-study program is limited every year, and some bad things even happen.

  University is not as simple as you think.

   When I came to the central intersection, I vaguely saw that there was a seller on the west side. Song Na rode there because it was very rare in a university town.

   Not too far ahead, Song Na suddenly realized that the black boy who set up a street stall to sell things looked so familiar?

   Take a closer look...

  Song Na shouted at the stall with no customers, "Lu Dong!"

  Lü Dong followed the voice to see that the person was tall and slender, with long legs, with short ears and short hair. He was wearing a blue T-shirt and black trousers. His dark face seemed to shine.

   "Black eggs!" Lu Dong was a little surprised.

  Song Na got off the bicycle and walked over with her long legs swaying. She glanced at Qiao Weiguo's bald head, which also shone brightly, and asked, "Is this your stall?"

   "Yes." Lu Dong asked, "Why are you here? The Sports Academy is not open."

  Song Na put on a bicycle on the road: "I heard that people can visit, come and see in advance."

  Lu Dong took a bottle of water and handed it to her. Song Na next wanted to pay for it.

   "Are you polite to me?" Lu Dong refused.

  Song Na was not polite, she unscrewed it and poured in a large mouthful, wiped her mouth with her dark arm, and looked at Lu Dong: "How many days? It's getting dark with me."

  Lu Dong raised his arm and compared with Song Na: "Better than you."

  Song Na doesn't care either: "I can go back for nothing if I keep it for one winter."

   Lu Dong said: "When spring arrives, it will turn dark again."

   "No way." Song Na helplessly spread her hands: "I don't have to be exposed."

   She glanced at a stall with no customers: "No one, business is not good?"

  Lu Dong pointed at the school gate of the Normal University: "This half-morning, freshmen are in military training, old students are in class, and no one comes out to buy things."

   "Yes." Song Na nodded.

   Lu Dong asked, "Are you going to do that?"

  Song Na took a sip of water and said, "I quit, take a few days off, and prepare to start school. By the way, the information you provided has made me a lot of money selling buffaloes. When will I ask you to have a good meal."

  Lu Dong knew Song Na's conditions. Even if she made a lot of money, there would still be few left after school started, so she declined again: "We'll talk about it when you start school." He changed the subject: "Black Egg, what major did you apply for."

  Song Na said: "Social sports major."

   Lu Dong was a little strange. Although he didn't quite understand this major, it seemed different from professional sports. He asked again, "You don't engage in professional sports anymore?"

Song Na told the truth: "Without that condition, a lot of investment in professional sports, like me, part of it needs to be undertaken by myself, if I can get good grades, it's a waste of time, I can't afford to waste my condition. ."

   Lu Dong understood and said, "That's fine. Find a better job in the future."

   There is no business at this meeting. The two got together and chatted for a while. Lu Dong also asked Song Na if she had Tian Chuanjie's contact information. Song Na said to ask the classmates who could be contacted.

   Near noon, Song Na looked at the entrance of the teacher's school: "A student is coming."

  The two girls in training clothes came over, and their eyes quickly fell on the sunscreen.

   Lu Dong said: "Five yuan for a small bottle, ten yuan for a large box."

  The girl with the ponytail muttered, "It's too expensive..."

Song Na came over at this time and said, "It's not expensive to protect your skin." She stretched out her arm to show the two girls, "I didn't pay attention to protection, and it's been sunburned like this for a few days, and I can't even see the dark ones. Man, it's almost coming from Africa..."

   This living black egg is in front of you, which is so convincing.

  The two girls hesitated for a while, and then saw Song Na's swarthy face again. Without saying a word, they paid for sunscreen and bought a large box each.

  Song Na handed the twenty dollars to Lu Dong, who took it and said with a smile, "You are amazing and dare to make a fool of yourself."

   "I've always been black." Song Na was very calm: "There's nothing to say."

   She saw more girls in training uniforms approaching: "I'll help you sell sunscreen!"

   Lu Dong was not polite to her either: "Okay, if you can help me sell ten boxes, that meal will be waived."

The    province's black egg is always thinking about it.

   This person is sometimes afraid of comparison.

  Thousands of words are not as convincing as a live black egg.

   Aside from the time she ate meat from Lu Dong, Song Na was selling sunscreen all day long, and the two sunscreens sold for nearly 200 yuan.

   At noon, Song Na found that Lu Dong's business was not bad, but too good.

   She had an idea: "Lu Dong, I'm here to set up a stall soon. The early walnuts and sunflowers grown at home are ripe. I'll come and try it."

   This is not a conflict, Lu Dong said: "Okay."

(There is a prototype for getting lost. You don’t have to guess, the officials and gentlemen. The shameful one is me. A few years ago, I went to a town in the north from my hometown for dinner. The road was repaired. , and then fell on the trail full of sticks, and couldn't get out. Finally, I called a brother in the village, who came to me on a motorcycle, and led me out. Field trails, no navigation use.)

   (end of this chapter)