Hunter and Hussar

Chapter 16 Dinner after the game

If it weren't for what Mi Le told me after the game, I might never be able to enter Zhang Taotao's life for the rest of my life.I'm afraid he will just be a passer-by in my life, a face that wants to be named for a while in a photo, and a portrait that flashes by in a dream.

He probably didn't expect to have such an intersection with me.

The doctor in the infirmary told us that he went back to the dormitory.When we chased after him, we saw that he had already picked up his schoolbag and walked towards the school gate, still wearing his team uniform and sneakers.Mi Le yelled Brother Tao at him, and he stopped.This was his third day of commuting, and it was probably the first time someone noticed why he was suddenly absent from school.

So we learned why.He is the kind of person who will never say a word in his life unless others ask.If you ask, you won't be too reluctant to tell the matter.This shows that he is a person who is willing to speak and communicate. Silence is not the norm in life, but he lacks a person he recognizes to listen to.

Perhaps his story itself is not very novel, we can always see it in some newspapers or magazines.Those written records are far away from us, but what he said today brings this kind of life directly before our eyes.A father who works outside the country all year round, a mother who is not in good health, and a younger sister who is about to enter elementary school.The family of four is renting a hut in the development zone, waiting for resettlement housing.My mother rides to work every day-the iron plate and gas tank for making finger cakes are pulled behind the car, as well as various ingredients and seasonings.Making hand pancakes has never been a matter of frying on both sides, topping with eggs, filling with side dishes, pouring seasonings, packing bags, collecting money and transferring money.Everything has to be prepared before departure, the meat is thawed, the lettuce is washed, and the seasoning is prepared.Buy before you are ready, choose the right price before buying, know the market price and wholesale price before choosing the right price, know where to buy the most affordable, and carefully consider where to buy that seems cheap but may have quality problems.And after finishing the day's business, you have to clean the iron plates and tableware first, and put away the remaining ingredients. After cleaning, you have to settle the accounts. After spending the cost, I have to buy my own food. After buying, I have to go home to cook. After cooking, I have to watch my little daughter do her homework.

Finger biscuits are a good thing. They are fine for breakfast, dinner, and supper.In the development zone, there are aborigines who have settled after concentrated relocation, migrant workers from outside, hungry college students, overtime party who likes to talk about ideals in the night market, and his group of colleagues who are too tired to look up.They all have a need for hand-cooked pancakes, so mothers have to do, do, do, and do it non-stop, like an exhaust fan that rotates non-stop.

He did not tell us all of the above complicated content.Part of it was discovered by Mi Le and I little by little, with our own eyes.

Fortunately, the place where the stall is not far from home, he said this sentence, an understatement, Mi Le and I didn't say anything, just nodded.He went on to say that his mother's health has not been very good these two days, her back hurts badly, and it is inconvenient for her to go home halfway to cook for the little girl.So the older brother would rush home after school, make dinner for his younger sister, and do homework with her.

Mom is so tired.After his sister finished eating, he would go to the stall to stand for her for a while.

He walked away from the school gate with the leave note, and Mi Le and I just looked at each other behind the iron gate.

Let's go to dinner.Seeing several missed calls, Shi Zhenhua called and asked where I was.I said I was a little tired and went back to the dormitory to rest.He was shocked that I was living on campus.He said that his father was picking him up at the door, and Zhao Rui was also there if he wanted to go out for dinner together.I can't say, there is still self-study in the evening.Thank you very much, see you next time.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and he feels incredible about my life now, as if the most familiar people are suddenly strangers. More than 100 days of separation, has cultivated a strange?Or have I shut myself off for too long, keeping everyone around me too far away?Today he mentioned that I just remembered that I didn't play a game in the whole year of sixth grade, and I didn't watch it.Nothing has changed, it doesn't change just because I don't play football.And now, life doesn't seem to be better because I'm back on the green field.

But not necessarily.I still influenced others silently.Even though I wasn't there, the two of them got into a fight with whoever replaced me because they wanted to leave me a number.Even without me, I still affect others.When I realized the existence of "myself", I was afraid. "Myself" is mysterious and intimidating, and I have no control over what the man "Kopevi" does to everyone associated with him, including myself.

It's like listening to Taotao talk today.I don't know if listening to him will make him better or it won't help at all, everything can't be predicted, but it seems to react quietly again, I don't know whether it is good or bad.

Hope I stop ruining other people's lives.

Keke, why don't you eat.Miller asked.He was obviously in a daze too, we both sat in the cafeteria dumbly, with two plates of food on the table.People coming and going nearby, noisy and noisy, I can't hear, we are in a dark corner.Miller was still wearing his jersey, the few bloodstains still hanging on it.

Are you thinking about Brother Tao?I nodded.He said he didn't have much appetite today.Ke Ke, you ordered a stir-fried beef tenderloin with green peppers and a dried shredded beef.I ordered a salted crispy chicken and a fried vegetable.The prices are about the same.I am right.He said that when he was in elementary school in his hometown, the cafeteria provided the same meals to everyone, and everyone ate their own portion. The only difference was whether it was delicious or not.Later, I changed to another school and changed to paying for meals. This is completely different.The students always get together, and some students can order two or three meat dishes, plus the grilled sausage tenderloin from the canteen, and a bottle of drink.I don't eat much, just one meat and one vegetarian is enough, and I buy a bottle of Coke when the weather is hot.Eating with these classmates, there is no special feeling.But if the classmate next to me just ordered a vegetable, served with a serving of rice, and drank the soup provided by the cafeteria for free, I would be very frustrated and embarrassed to buy drinks.Sometimes I put the meat dishes ordered between two people and say to eat them together.But students don't necessarily know how to pick up food after saying thank you.

He said that whenever he thought of eating fried shredded pork while his classmates were eating dry rice, he felt sad and had no appetite.And, don't know what to do.

I said that I was the same. Although I didn’t pay much attention to these details in my life, I always wanted to give them a little money when I saw someone performing on the street.There is an underground passage near my elementary school, and I can often see a man with gray hair playing the guitar there.I couldn't understand any of the songs he played, but it wasn't so loud, without the horns and stereos that blasted people's heads open.I gave him five yuan for two consecutive days. When I passed by the next time, I wanted to give it again. He stopped playing and said no. You have given it twice. If you want, let’s listen to the song for a while.My hands froze there.He sang a Chinese song, maybe it was just for me, the kid who paid him ten yuan.I can’t remember the title of the song, but the first line is about the blue sky and white clouds. Anyway, it’s about a Nanjing native who is wandering outside and misses his hometown.I asked him if he was from Nanjing, and he said no, he just walked around and wanted to learn the songs of various places.Only then did I take a closer look at the sign where he introduced himself. It said that he had some kind of disease, his hair and eyebrows were all white, and he was now traveling around the country.Before leaving, I accidentally kicked his kettle, and the water flowed all over the floor.I was so anxious that I was about to cry, and I kept apologizing to him, but he comforted me by saying that it was okay and that he didn't blame me at all, which made me even more sad.A few days later, I didn't see him, and I haven't seen him since.Maybe he went to another city with his illness on his back, such as Nanjing.I don't know if there will be children there to give him money, and I don't know how he will get there alone.The money in the small paper box he puts in is colorful and looks like a lot, and it may not add up to 100 yuan.

Just thinking about that little box that seemed so full made me sad for no apparent reason.He wants to eat, drink water, heal diseases, sing songs, and go to many places.How does he live?

Sometimes I quite understand what the elders said, you must study hard, find a decent job, and live a decent life, Mi Le said, but I am very surprised, don’t they all say that labor is glorious?Is self-employment unseemly?They may not be able to make that much money, but many people are also working hard to live and support their families or realize their ideals.Why do we think that this kind of life is not good and cannot be lived?Sorry, Keke, I'm a little confused and don't know what I'm talking about.I thought of my great-aunt, as long as I stayed in my hometown, he would tell me to sit at his house and teach me a lesson.I'm pretty good. I have an older brother who is his grandson, a college student who studies literature or history, and the school is pretty good.Every time my brother was there, my aunt and grandpa scolded him, saying that a person who turns a pen is the most worthless person. If you study liberal arts, you must become an official. To be a high-ranking official, drive a luxury car, drink Moutai, live in a villa, count money, and have a few secretaries in front of you. Shout out, tens of thousands of people join in the crowd when you go out, every time you speak, there will be thunderous applause, then you are promising.My brother told me hell, don't listen to grandpa, that's a typical life of a corrupt official, you have to get in sooner or later.What do I say this for?Hmm... It's just that I think this so-called decent and promising life is meaningless at all, but in our small place, many people think that what grandpa said is right.How do you say that, if you make money, you can do it if you say it, but if you don’t make money, you can’t do it.I don't like it, really.But why do I also feel that I have to be decent, and feel sad when I see others not eating as well as myself?Am I feeling better than them?They may be happier than me, and have much more dignity than me.Or am I gradually becoming like my great-aunt, will one day I also want to get promoted and get rich, and look down on people who don't have money?
You won't, never in your life.This is perhaps the firmest conclusion I have come to today.

The food is going to be cold.Mi Le said that if we still eat a little, it would be even more shameful to waste it.We moved our chopsticks, it didn't look like we were eating, but our teeth were chewing a little bit.

Suddenly someone brought food and sat down next to me, which made me even more irritable.Turning around, it was Ye Ruiyang.

Brother Chuan probably went home. Fortunately, I am not in the mood to listen to cross talk at all.

He told us about what happened in the stands, and the more he talked, the more noisy I felt. After the game in the afternoon, those near-violent scenes reappeared. Perhaps there is nothing in the world that can hurt people more than vicious words.In the eyes of our classmates, we are useless, and it is best to disband and bring us down.They have never played football before, maybe they haven't watched the football much, they just came to join in the fun, he said, the friendly match is indistinguishable from the Mayor's Cup, the midfielder is indistinguishable from the defender, and nothing is done except to see the goals don't know.They said they hoped that we would win against other schools, but in fact it had nothing to do with them if we lost. They were happy to see their own jokes and make a few comments, which seemed very clever.Anyway, in their eyes, Chinese football is so bad, what good can we amateur junior high school students do, just scold them and everything will be fine.

But they were also very happy when we scored a goal, Miller said.Ye Ruiyang said, that's of course, cheering after scoring a goal, scolding after losing a goal, these are not real fans.People who really like football are not immune to criticism, but he wants to be No.12 on the field and fight with the eleven players on the field, even though we are in an eight-a-side game.If the audience tried their best, and the people on the pitch were not worthy of the effort in the stands, then the audience would be justified in scolding and have a clear conscience. This kind of player should only be ashamed of his own performance.

We really worked hard enough today, the difference is luck and experience, as the coach told us after the game.Also, sometimes it's too stupid, too many mistakes that shouldn't be made.But should we ask the students who are spectators to "fight together" with us?It is already a great support for them to watch the game, and I am also very touched, because many people have never played football or watched it, and they only come to watch it as students of a school.We ask them to stand in our position and think about it. Have we ever put ourselves in their shoes?Can we really use the standards of professional fans to demand our classmates?
I didn't say that to either of them.Why is it so difficult for people to communicate with each other?We want to choose the best and most suitable way to get close to each other, but the facts always make people doubt whether such a perfect way really exists.

More often than not, we are unable to perceive the gap between us.The distance between people is so great that I can hardly believe that there is another life besides my own.It's hard not to be surprised when you discover the difference.

I am more leisurely than others, eat better than others, have a more stable life than others, and "know football" better than others, am I living a little too well?What kind of psychology do I want to help others?pity?superior?or mercy?

I hate being the object of others' love.I'm sure I'm not alone in thinking so.

In the final exam of the fifth grade, I felt that the Chinese test was a mess, especially the composition was terrible, but the teacher gave me a high score.Shi Zhenhua said he really admired me, Zhao Rui asked if he wanted to celebrate.My sister came to our class to congratulate me, saying that I did well in the Chinese test, so that the whole class knew about it.When I got home, my parents bought me a small cake.

That night I tore up the test paper, hid in the room and smashed things-only my own, and cursed everyone.They are all concerned about me, oh, but I just think they are a bunch of jerks, the whole world is like them, except Xian Xian.After he was gone, I went hysterical once, and everyone was terrified.My aunt took me to counseling the next day, and although I was back to normal after sleeping, the pillow was still wet when I woke up.

By the way, have you noticed that Brother Tao's shoes seem to be very cheap, and the soles seem to be made of rubber.Miller said.Ye Ruiyang said, maybe it is the Jiefang brand football shoes that have been rumored in the world for a long time. This shoe cannot be worn by anyone with excellent football skills. Messi and Ronaldo will look sideways when they see it.Its camouflage color that blends with the green field and the khaki rubber sole that complements the earth are sneakers that breathe with the earth.Looking from a distance, the sharpness has not been revealed, and the enemy has been frightened.With a slight movement, the cold light was dazzling, and the opponent's blood was already spattered three feet.It has only one true owner, the one who goes into the Hall of Fame, engraved on the Presidential Mount, enshrined in the Pantheon, and enshrined in the Pantheon.It is a gift from ancient times, it is a legend from heaven, it is a magic soldier who took the head of a general among millions of troops, it is a sacred object worshiped by many masters, it is an eternal legend on the football field, and it is what human civilization can create. pinnacle...

He was so good at talking nonsense, it was a bit annoying at first, but in the end he was amused.In particular, he added a sentence, saying that when he first played football, he also passed through the liberation card for a while, and he was more or less imbued with immortality, so he was regarded as an anonymous disciple.

I mean, why don't we buy Tao a new pair of shoes, they don't need to be too expensive, about 100 yuan.Miller spoke after laughing.

In fact, I was able to pull him to play football. Brother Chuan told me during the military training that the school team has subsidies for training and competitions.When he heard it, he asked Brother Chuan how much he could get, and Brother Chuan said not much, about twenty for a game, and he came.Ye Ruiyang said.We play football because we like to play football, but he may play football just for the 20 yuan.

People are really different.

We were silent for a while, Ye Ruiyang said, how about this, I will go back to Brother Chuan and Mingming, the five of us will put together the subsidies we got after the first game, we can get more than 90, Mi Le, you will give me another one, the second After the second game, everyone will replenish you, which means that we all bought him with the money we earned as a birthday present.It was a little better than the other way, and he would probably accept it.

Did you fire me? I'm also a member of the team, okay? Mi Le said, I can just pay the money directly, which is equivalent to advance my future subsidies, and you don't have to pay me.

Ye Ruiyang really has a way, today his image appears taller for the second time in my eyes.The last time he went to help my sister.

(End of this chapter)