Standing in front of the door, feeling timid in the hometown, touching my pocket, but I don’t have the key yet.

After hesitating for two minutes, Wang Wenzhe took three deep breaths and knocked on the door.

...

"Do you remember going home? Where did you die last night?"

As soon as the door opened, the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa scolded him.

"Okay, Lao Wang, didn't you tell you that my child asked me for leave last night? I will go to the provincial capital to study for college tomorrow. What happened to me when I went to my classmate's house to chat last night?" The middle-aged woman standing in front of the door replied.

It's very lively and everyone is at home. The atmosphere makes people feel comfortable in an instant.

Wang Wenzhe looked blankly at his mother who was obviously younger than he remembered, and his father who had passed away for two years in his previous life. He could feel surprise, warmth, love... and a slight resentment.

Speaking of which, everyone is all the same age. They have to call their parents when they open their mouths, which takes a certain amount of time to build their psychology.

"Then what, you guys talk first. I feel a little sleepy, go and rest first."

Wang Wenzhe laughed and said something to his mother Li Shuying, and then planned to go to his room first.

"Just go to bed when you get home? Look, I know he didn't do good things last night. Tell me, where did you go last night?" Wang Quanhan asked with a glare.

It's indeed his old man's style, he has always been so anxious and has to worry.

Wang Wenzhe stood there and thought for a while, looked at his father and said, "If you want to say that, will I be not sleepy?"

"Hey you……"

"Mom, you haven't cleaned the wall clock at home for a long time, right? It looks a bit dirty?" Wang Wenzhe turned his head and pointed to the wall clock hanging on the living room wall, changing the topic.

There was the private money hidden by his father there, which was a joke my mother told on WeChat two years later. After confiscation, half of it became his living expenses.

But at this time it was a nuclear bomb. After all, the family just owed a lot of debts.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, Wang Quanhan suddenly became nervous and glared at Wang Wenzhe fiercely, but forced himself to act as if nothing had happened on his face, and scolded Wang Wenzhe.

"What's dirty? The wall clock is so high, do you ask your mother to wipe it? What should I do if I fall? You are so big and won't move yourself? Usually I don't let your mother do it when I turn on the clock. Forget it, I'm going to wind it up, so I'll go and get me a rag and clean it up. If you want to sleep, get out and go to bed. Remember to get up and have lunch at noon."

Wang Wenzhe smiled happily.

Look, life is like this, the father and the son smile.

...

Back in his bedroom and closing the door, Wang Wenzhe began to stare at the familiar room in a daze.

There was a promotional poster of Xu Xinlei hanging on the wall in front of the bed. This was his favorite female star at that time, or the goddess in his dream, but then he suddenly didn't like it.

I like her because of the popular "Traveling Love to the End" at that time. Wang Wenzhe felt that he had opened up his dusty memories and could even remember this antique-level TV series.

Later, I didn’t like it for one reason, and I grew up.

On the other side, there was a portrait of a football star hanging on the wall of the desk. Wang Wenzhe still remembers that the man was named Suke. In the 1998 World Cup, Croatia won the third place. Suke won the Golden Boot Award and became his idol at that time.

Later, thanked the national football team for helping him quit his attention to football.

Well, this is indeed his 999 bedroom.

After confirming this fact, Wang Wenzhe did not lie on the bed, but began to rummage in the room.

A stack of notebooks was turned out.

It seems to be preserved in elementary school.

Not a diary, but a song book.

Children who are not born in the late 1970s and 1980s must not understand what this is.

A pretty decent book, in a poetic format, is filled with lyrics of various pop music.

This is probably the product of the ignorant spiritual needs of a generation of people who have just had enough food to have a full meal and the relatively poor economic and material wealth that have conflicts.

People born in the 8th year, in the third and fourth grades of elementary school, most families could not afford tapes, but it happened that Hong Kong Island culture was coming, so the song book appeared.

Wang Wenzhe opened one of them and let himself wander in his memory.

The first song is "Love" by the Little Tigers.

"Twist your heart, my heart, a string..."

Looking at the handwriting that was like a chicken crawling, Wang Wenzhe felt that a middle school aura of his own came, and quickly turned to the next page.

"How many past events have happened, as if they were yesterday, and how many friends have happened, as if they are still by their side..."

When Wang Wenzhe saw this song "A Good Man's Life is Safe", he suddenly felt something, or because he is a good man?

So can you survive if you die?

Or maybe the content he remembered for more than 20 years was just a dream when he was all night in the computer game room?

After all, he is a child who stands out from the nine-year compulsory education in China, and I still know the story of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.

But the dream before was too real, and now that he has woken up, he has to re-plan his life.

The first time I lived to be in my forties with my passion, I couldn't repeat the same mistake this time and was stumped by the medical expenses.

Thinking of this, Wang Wenzhe is really not sleepy.

...

"Dad, mom, how much did you borrow money from me when I went to study this time?"

Wang Wenzhe walked out of the room and returned to the living room and asked the two old men who were watching TV.

Today is Sunday, and both of them are resting. Not only that, the factory also offers five days off for parents of all children who have been admitted to other universities this year to facilitate parents to send their children to school.

Just go to the factory with the admission notice and you can get a stamped holiday note, and then hand it over to the workshop, and the holiday will come.

This can be understood as human care in the state-owned enterprise system. Of course, in Wang Wenzhe's view, the main reason is that the factory has no effect now. In fact, most of the time, there are actually not so many people at all. I am idle in the workshop when I don't start work.

Not to mention that the salary usually takes several months to pay, so it can also relieve the employees' anger. However, the family has already agreed that although they can take leave, Wang Wenzhe still goes to the provincial capital by himself.

At first, Wang Wenzhe was very persistent. He was eighteen years old and it was nothing to take the train himself, and Wang Yubo and his family were taking care of him on the train.

Secondly, although there is a fake, the expenses of two adults accompanying you to the provincial capital are indeed quite large. The family is now in debt, so you can save as much as you can.

Third, Lao Wang’s hometown is in the provincial capital. Anyway, he had already agreed with Wang Wenzhe’s cousins ​​and cousins. After getting off the car, someone would naturally send him to register. The two old men were happy to be idle.

...

"What do you care about these things? Just study hard after going to school. My father and I will pay back the money, and your living expenses will not be less than you. But after you graduate, we can't control it." Li Shuying knitted a sweater and replied casually.

"Cough cough..." Wang Quanhan coughed twice and glared at Li Shuying with dissatisfaction. It was obvious that his father had different opinions in his heart.

"Dad, you said."

"Hmph, I borrowed 20,000 yuan for you!" Wang Quanhan said coldly.

This is probably why Wang Quanhan has been disliked by Wang Wenzhe recently.

If he can take the extra 20, he doesn't need to spend 30,000 yuan on school choice. After all, the university tuition is only 26,800 yuan a year, plus the monthly living expenses of 400 yuan that he had agreed to, 30,000 yuan would be enough for him to finish college.

"Twenty thousand yuan, that's really a lot!" Wang Wenzhe nodded, and then asked naturally: "Then the question is here. Dad, do you want to pay back the money as soon as possible?"

Yes, in 1999, the housing price of this small county town in Hubei Province was only about 700 yuan per square meter, and 30,000 yuan was almost enough to buy a small apartment of 50 square meters. For a dual-employed state-owned enterprise like Lao Wang family, it is definitely a huge sum of money.

Not to mention that now is in the storm of state-owned enterprise reform, which is the time when the big brother of the workers is most confused about the future.
Chapter completed!