The uncertainty of a farmer's son

In 1998, the boy did not perform optimally in the midterm exam, and only got an upper middle grade. Looking at the report card, which could not be higher, he returned home with a look of uncertainty and told his father about his results. The father is an authentic farmer, only third grade education, do not know a few words, after hearing the results, silent.

During the summer vacation, The boy's family had little land and was poor, so The boy had to take his brother to pull weeds on the ridge of the fields, regardless of the wind and sun. There were two other armies engaged in pulling grass: one was a mentally handicapped adult in his twenties who was babbling and had to pull grass because his family fed sheep; the other was an old party member in his fifties who was old and strong and had cows and donkeys at home, so he had to pull grass. Over time, the The boy and the other 2 armies formed a competitive relationship, and very often a ridge was either pulled cleanly by them or by the other army. Day after day, week after week. Many times when the grass is compressed and put into a snake skin bag, the juice is squeezed out, making the hands and clothes full of juice stains and looking dirty. And, in summer, plucking grass, the sun shining hot earth, very hot, plucked a lot of grass on the ridge ready to be bagged when the sun was half dry, and when carrying home sweaty, skin is also tanned yo yo, as if just returned from Africa that. Then again, the grass was very little, because the 3 way army was plucking grass, the grass was far from enough, and after the second round of plucking, the grass was found to be very small, and there was no bigger grass, so there was no grass to pluck. In order to fill the stomach of the family's cattle and donkeys, even if there was no grass, we had to find a way to pluck it, after all, there was little land at home, and the only thing that fed the livestock was fresh grass, unlike other large growers, who had straw to feed their sheep.

The summer of plucking grass is also quite tired, at the end of August, my father once went to the county, passing by the middle school, a teacher gave my father a few envelopes, and told that it was a secondary school acceptance letter. My father came home and showed them to the boy. When the boy took a look, he saw that there were two schools, one was the Northern Border Supply and Marketing School and the other was the local Finance and Trade School. He asked, "Don't go to either one, what is the top of the secondary school? After hearing his father's words, the the boy is still reluctant, saying "Why can't you go to junior college, many people are going to junior college, and tuition is not expensive, only 2000 a year. "The first thing you need to do is to get the money. After hearing these words, the boy understood that it was because the family did not have money, so they could not go on. There is no way, just sit and wait for the notice to expire.

In September, when it was time to go to school, "Why don't you go to high school?", said his father, looking at the anxious boy , who stayed at home every day, and comforted him. "Okay," the boy agreed, despite his reluctance. So, the father went to the school principal to consult about going to high school, but to his surprise, he got a closed door.

"You don't have to say anything, it's not sure if this high school will be run or not", the principal refused his father's request to start school again and again. Later, the boy learned that the local high school had almost zero promotion rate in recent years, and the principal did not want to continue, so he had the idea of not opening the high school. "Alas, what can we do? My father was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, restless." Later, after repeated "harassment" by my father, the principal finally agreed to open the school, and said he would try it out, but if there were not many students, he would stop. When he found out that he could run a high school, his father was so happy that he took the boy to be the first to sign up. Later, parents of students in the same class looked at the boy and signed up, one after another, and on the official opening day, at the first roll call, the boy found that there were more than twenty students in the class ......