Different from Fei Qiang, Ruan Xiaohu has read books, and even reached the second year of high school.

 In a poor place like theirs, there are very few people who study. In their village, he has the highest academic level.

There are three brothers in Ruan Xiaohu's family. He is the second eldest, with a thirty-year-old eldest and a fourteen-year-old third.

This spring, when he was about to finish his sophomore year in high school, his father told him to separate the family and called him back.

 Ruan Xiaohu didn't say a word during the whole separation process, and his father didn't let him speak either, so the matter was settled.

 The eldest brother is already married, so he and his daughter-in-law will be separated first.

 The third child is still young and lives with his father.

Ruan Xiaohu, the second oldest child, was in dire straits. His father left him a mud house and a foreign debt of 600 yuan. When the eldest son married his wife, the family borrowed 2,000 yuan. The debt was divided into three parts. The eldest son and

The second child each carried 600, and the father and the third child each carried 800.

After the division was completed, his father said to Ruan Xiaohu, who had not spoken to him from beginning to end: "Second brother, it's not that dad is partial, the eldest and the third child only finished elementary school, one went to junior high school, and you went to high school. The family is right."

I'll give you a break. Go to school tomorrow to go through the withdrawal procedures, and I'll go with you."

The next day, Ruan Xiaohu did not go through the formalities. Instead, he went to find Fei Qiang at home and wanted to follow him to work outside.

Fei Qiang was doing well in his village. According to him, he helped people work outside and made a lot of money. Fei Qiang told Ruan Xiaohu about working before, but Ruan Xiaohu was still thinking about studying at the time and did not respond.

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 After the separation, Ruan Xiaohu remembered what Fei Qiang had said before and went to join him.

 Fei Qiang was very happy to see Ruan Xiaohu come to join him, and took him out to work within two days.

But when Ruan Xiaohu came out, he discovered that Fei Qiang was not the foreman he said he was at all, but a thief outside.

　　Ruan Xiaohu wanted to run away at first, but in the end he still couldn't make up his mind. It was the first time he left his hometown, and he couldn't see anything clearly in the outside world. He was afraid that he would not be able to survive without Fei Qiang.

 He didn’t want to go home either because he couldn’t take this breath.

 So, he also became a thief.

In the past few months, Ruan Xiaohu and Fei Qiang have been running around, taking trains to various cities.

According to Fei Qiang, the world has become difficult in the past two years, and business has become increasingly difficult. I have to worry all day long if I can't get any big goods.

Ruan Xiaohu once asked Fei Qiang, uncle, will we be caught in the situation?

　　　Yes, of course. You have never been caught before. Once you have been caught, you will get used to it. When Fei Qiang answered Ruan Xiaohu, his face was unconcerned, as if being caught in the situation was not a big deal.

 After that, Ruan Xiaohu never asked this question again.

In the past few months, Ruan Xiaohu has been living in a contradiction. On the one hand, he is pulled by his inner morality, and on the other hand, he is squeezed by the dilemma of life. In the end, the latter always wins.

He likes to read books, but he has never read a book since he followed Fei Qiang. Sometimes he even wants to go to the bookstore to steal a book, but in the end he controls it.

 So, looking at the manuscript in his hand, Ruan Xiaohu didn't have the heart to throw it away.

 He didn't know what was written on these papers, but the words on them gave him a sense of intimacy.

　　After Fei Qiang walked away, Ruan Xiaohu touched a joint between the carriages where there were few people around, squatted on the ground, and opened the manuscript in his hand.

 “The handwriting is so beautiful.”

Ruan Xiaohu wanted to touch the words on the paper with his hands, but stopped suddenly. What if such beautiful words were dirty?

This character is probably more beautiful than the one written by the head teacher, Mr. Wang.

"Juyong Town has a special festival every year before the heavy snowfall. This festival is not fixed. The specific day depends on the mood of the locals..."

After Ruan Xiaohu read the words on the paper, he couldn't move his eyes away.

 This is a story.

In the story, there is a town called Juyong Town. This town has a special festival every year when it is about to snow, a festival that only belongs to the locals.

On this day, people in the town will find an open space, and early in the morning, each household will lay out the ingredients for cooking today. If you like the ingredients from other families, you can exchange them with your own ingredients.

Once the other party agrees, they will be replaced.

Yanjing TV station was very interested in this custom and sent people to the local area to conduct interviews.

 The story was very attractive from the beginning, but at this time Ruan Xiaohu thought that the story was just to describe this custom in Juyong Town.

 But later he discovered that it was not that simple at all.

 When the protagonist of the story, He Fang, the reporter who was sent here, found himself living the same day over and over again, Ruan Xiaohu's eyes widened. The story unfolded in a direction he could not expect and became more interesting.

Then he saw the protagonist taking advantage of his ability to live a wanton life every day. The protagonist stole money and bought a lot of delicious food. He beat up anyone he saw who was unhappy, drank when he wanted, and ate meat when he wanted.

Countless exciting things that I normally wouldn’t dare to do.

Ruan Xiaohu began to envy the protagonist. He thought that it would be great if he was like the protagonist. He would not have to worry about what will happen tomorrow, and he would always start over again.

 But gradually, the protagonist feels that life has become boring and begins to lose interest in life.

 When he saw this, Ruan Xiaohu curled his lips and smiled: This protagonist is really blessed, and he can still feel bored in such a good situation.

 If I...

As soon as Ruan Xiaohu started to think about it, he was stunned. Isn't his life like this now? It's the same every day, with no goals and no pursuits.

Oh, by the way, I also have a pursuit, I just hope that I can steal more money and buy some delicious food today.

 Hah, what’s the difference?

The cage that trapped him was no different from the cage that trapped him anywhere.

  The second half of the story, Ruan Xiaohu read it in agony.

 When he saw that He Fang had started to live an active life, won the love of everyone in the village, and gained love, he smiled, but his smile was very bitter.

He Fang has walked out of the prison, and where is he, Ruan Xiaohu?

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his face, but found nothing, but he was convinced that there was an invisible cage there.

Ruan Xiaohu suddenly thought of school, his classmates, and the dreams he had that seemed unrealistic to others, all of which were getting further and further away from him.

Ruan Xiaohu suddenly cried. There was no sound, but tears came out of his eyes drop by drop.

He quickly moved the manuscript aside, but it was already too late. A teardrop fell on the last page.
Chapter completed!