"I think, since I was a child, I dreamed that one day I could become a singer and sing on a big and big stage. But my parents never supported me to sing. Their thoughts were very traditional and always thought that singing was a very low-key business. They asked me to apply for financial management or law majors, but I was not interested in either.

I have argued with them several times about this. I really don’t understand why I can’t choose my future and destiny. Why do they always like to impose their opinions and opinions on others? Maybe this is the ‘generation gap’.” When Huang Liangmeng thought of his parents’ opposition to his own music, he was sad.

"They are also for your own good. In fact, singing is difficult to follow. It not only depends on strength, but also on the backstage, and someone is following you."

"Yes, my family is better than the average working class, but it's not enough to pave a star path for me."

"For us, your conditions are much better. You at least have no worries about food and clothing, but we often have to worry about tuition and living expenses." Tu Long looked at the dim street lights in the distance, remembering what his younger brother said to him when he returned to school this time, and thinking of his younger brother's melancholy but firm gaze, and feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Don't always talk about such a heavy topic. There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. We cannot choose our own family, but we can stick to our ideals. Tulong, your grades are not bad. I believe you can definitely get into college and do what you want to do. To be honest, my current grades are apart from taking the major and specialties. If I purely take the culture, I have no idea about it, but my family does not support me in my vocal music." Huang Liangmeng said as he said that the things that bothered me.

Every family has difficult sutras, and everyone has their own unhappiness. Ten** years old should be the age of flowers, full of fantasy, full of vitality, and carefree. However, the heavy pressure of the college entrance examination, the seemingly invisible burden pressed on their shoulders early, making them feel particularly heavy and tired.

Getting into college means having a stable job. Whether you can get into college may have little impact on students like Huang Liangmeng’s family conditions.

But for rural children from poor families like Xiye, Tulong, and Yan Ling, getting into college means saying goodbye to the countryside and jumping out of the farming school, which means a major turning point in their destiny. Isn’t it just a day when I have been studying hard for more than ten years?

Before we knew it, several people talked until after eleven o'clock. If they returned to school, they would definitely be criticized by the guards. Huang Liangmeng suggested that everyone go to his house to rest, saying that anyway, there are many rooms in his house, and even if there are a few more, some places to sleep.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, they came to Huang Liangmeng's house. His house was a two-and-a-half-story flat-topped courtyard. From the outside, the building looked a bit old, which was a popular style in the mid-to-late 1980s. The top of the third floor was a spacious balcony, and there were only two rooms on the third floor, which was also a flat-top design.

Huang Liangmeng opened the door of the wall and let the other three people into the house. The door was an open space of about thirty or forty square meters. The flower beds under the wall were planted with canna and other types of flowers and plants. As for what type it was, I didn't see clearly.

Huang Liangmeng's parents should have gone out to do business again, and their younger brother and sister went to bed early. Xiye and the other two followed Huang Liangmeng to the room where he lived on the second floor.

Huang Liangmeng's room is very spacious, with an connected suite, outside the study room and inside the bedroom. In front of the windowsill of the study room is a desk with a desk lamp and books on the desk. Next to the desk is a floor-to-ceiling bookcase, with some books scattered inside.

There is also a small solid wood table next to the bookcase. On the table is a large tape recorder. Next to the tape recorder is a tape shelf made of glass. There are three or four rows of recording tapes neatly placed on the shelf. Looking back, on the opposite wall, there is a dark red guitar hanging. The guitar is spotless and should be used frequently.

Tulong stroked the tape recorder with his hands enviously, and asked while looking: "Huang Liangmeng, your tape recorder should be expensive, right? There are so many tapes, which should be more than a hundred boxes, right?"

"Yes, the tape recorder was bought two years ago, and it cost more than 2,000 yuan at that time. These tapes were bought one after another later, about 150 boxes, and many of them could not be found." Huang Liangmeng pointed to the glass shelf where the tape was placed next to him and said, "What do you think of this shelf where the tape is placed? I made it myself! I designed it at home, then I scratched the glass, and then glued it alone at home for a long time before I finished it."

The glass shelf is divided into six layers, with a right-angle trapezoidal glass on both sides, with seven pieces of glass standing in the middle from top to bottom, and the side against the wall is glued together with a whole mirror. The structure of this tape is not complicated, but as a student, he can make it himself according to his needs, which is much better than those playboys who only know how to reach out and eat.

"You can still play guitars? You are so versatile. Can you play one for us?" Nishino took off the guitar hanging on the wall, put his back on his chest, and gently plucked the strings with his right fingers.

"Okay, but it's too late now. My brother and sister are all asleep. I'll play it for you tomorrow." Huang Liangmeng took the guitar handed over by Nishiye and hung it back on the wall. "We're back so late today. I don't know if He Yan has called. Logically, she should have arrived in the provincial capital this morning, and I don't know how her mother's condition is."

"I hope everything is fine. Good people will have their own appearance. Mother He should be fine." Yan Ling took over the conversation and said.

"Yes, it's useless for us to worry now. She should call us tomorrow, and we'll know then. It's getting late today, so let's take a break first." Tu Long stretched and opened his mouth and yawned a long time.

There was no class the next day, and all four of them slept very late before getting up. At nearly nine o'clock, Huang Liangmeng prepared breakfast for everyone - noodles and eggs. Although the breakfast was simple, it tasted really good. It was indeed a bit unexpected for a rich family's family to make such a delicious breakfast.

After breakfast, several people shouted that Huang Liangmeng would play the guitar. A shout from Huang Liangmeng's sister Huang Dan suddenly came downstairs: "Brother, your phone number is a long distance from the provincial capital!"

"The long distance from the provincial capital? That must be He Yan!" Huang Liangmeng was a little excited, "Xiye, let's go down to answer the phone together."

Since He Yan went to the provincial capital, everyone has never let go of their hearts, especially Xiye. He has always been very nervous in the past two days, as if he was pressing a heavy stone. Now that she has called back, she can at least feel relieved.

Several people quickly went downstairs and came to the living room. Huang Liang and Meng looked at Xiye tacitly and signaled him to answer the phone first. They knew that the one who was most worried about He Yan must be Xiye.

Nishino walked over and picked up the phone receiver on the coffee table. When he was about to speak, He Yan's voice that seemed to have been away for a long time came from the receiver.

"Huang Liangmeng, is it you? I am He Yan." The voice in the receiver was obviously exhausted.

"He Yan, it's me, I'm Xiye. Are you okay there?" He Yan's familiar voice, Xiye was a little excited, but he didn't dare to ask her mother's condition directly.

"I'm fine. I arrived at the provincial capital yesterday morning. I didn't have time to call because I had to take care of my mother. Are you having fun at Huangliang Meng's house today?"

"Tulong and Yan Ling, I were here last night. I was worried that you would call me today and no one answered me yet. By the way, is auntie better?" Nishino was very worried about He Yan's emotions and whispered.

"My mother is so thin that I can't even recognize her. She is resting now. The doctor said she will perform surgery on her in a few days."

"Is the surgery serious? What did the doctor say?" As soon as he heard that he had to undergo surgery, Nishino became nervous, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his tone suddenly became anxious.

"Thank you for your concern. The situation may not be as bad as we thought. I asked the doctor yesterday, and the doctor said that the tumor in my mother's stomach was probably benign and that if it did not recur in a year after the operation, there would be no big problem."

"That's good, that's good. Do you know? We've been very worried these days. Now your mother has no big problems, so we can rest assured." Nishino's heart hanging in the air finally hit the ground, and she felt relaxed all over her body, and then asked, "When will you come back?"

"I may leave next Thursday morning and arrive in S County will probably be past eight o'clock in the evening. If it is convenient, can you pick me up?"

"Okay, okay! No problem. Take good care of your mother there first, and don't worry about learning. By the way, Huang Liangmeng and the others are also there, so you can say a few words to them, right? They have always been worried about you."

After He Yan, Huang Liangmeng and the other three finished the phone call one by one, the four of them came to Huang Liangmeng's room again. As soon as they entered the door, Xiye picked up Tulong and kept wandering around the air without letting it go.

He was so happy, it was too difficult for He Yan. Now that her mother has finally been diagnosed, there is no danger. How could this great news not make him excited?

Tulong was almost too breathless to be hugged by Xiye. He quickly struggled and shouted: "Xiye, what are you doing? You are not He Yan, why are you holding me and not letting go! When He Yan comes back a few days later, you can carry her! Oh, you kid want to murder?"

"Who will murder you? You have no money and no sex." Nishino put down Tulong and laughed.

"What's your vision? You are." Tu Long reached out and stroked the hair on his forehead, and swung his hair to the right, "Look, are you handsome? I'm..."

"Everyone loves you, flowers bloom! Hahaha..." Huang Liang Meng and Yan Ling all agreed to Tu Long's catchphrase, even their expressions and tone were exactly the same.

The four of them were fighting and finally stopped for a while. Tu Long suddenly remembered something: "What did He Yan say on the phone just now? Do you want you to do something?"

"Yes." Nishino said without hiding it, "She said she would come back next Thursday night and asked us to pick her up at the station if we have time. Are you free that night? Why don't you go with me?"

"I'll go with you? Stop teasing. You'll go alone with such a rare opportunity. I'd better be more tactful and not be your light bulb." Huang Liangmeng and Yan Ling also agreed in unison, saying that they were not free and would definitely be very busy that night, but if they needed help asking for leave, there should be no problem at all.

"Mom He must have a considerable amount of money for surgery. Should we initiate an initiative among our classmates?" Although Tu Long's family is poor, he still has a sense of the overall situation.

"No need to send it. Let's do it. I'll give 300 first. In the evening, I asked my father if he could give 500 more?" Huang Liangmeng donated the money first and handed it to Tulong.

Seeing that Huang Liangmeng was the first to donate, Nishino could not say without saying: "I donate 200 yuan."

"Your family has not paid the agricultural tax, where did you get the money?" Tulong didn't understand.

"No need to worry, I have only the solution." Nishino patted his chest.

"You are a friend who values ​​sex over friends. Didn't you say you didn't have money a few days ago? Why are you so generous now?" Monk Tu Longer-Jie Er was confused.

"Why are you always making trouble? I'll pay 50 yuan." Yan Ling finally found a few ten yuan bills from his body.

"I also paid 30 yuan--" Tulong made his statement.

"No need, you can't protect yourself." Huang Liangmeng stopped Tu Long.

"He Yan's affairs are all our business. Even if I eat vegetarian dishes for a week, I will donate them." Tu Long was anxious.
Chapter completed!