Born to Run

　　 On the winding yellow mud road, a faint blue smoke came from the exhaust vent of a Jialing motorcycle. It turned around with some difficulty and drove slowly.

A few days ago, there was a sleet and sleet. There was some water in many potholes and depressions on the road, which looked a little slippery. After the motorcycle wheels ran over, a deep trail was left behind. Rut.

The village of Xiaoli Town does not have any beautiful scenery in winter. Although the distant mountains are faint, and occasionally there is no shortage of green and lush vegetation on the roadside, unlike the northern villages at this time, they are yellow and desolate or snowy, but there are large farmlands on both sides of the road. The dense and bare stubble of rice stubble still adds a bit of bleakness.

On the bridge at the entrance of Shangyun Village, Ye Qin got off from the back seat of the motorcycle with his schoolbag and got off his legs. He gently rubbed his aching cheeks all the way by the wind, and then patted the middle-aged man in front of him. The back.

　　 "Uncle Youbiao, thank you!"

"You're polite." The man driving the motorcycle was a middle-aged man with a round face, his feet on the ground, and he was busy lighting a cigarette. He turned his head and grinned when he heard Ye Qin's words. It's a rare time to come back. I happened to be hit by me, so why don't you take you for a while. By the way, your holiday is later than others. It's not a few days since the Chinese New Year?"

"Well, I stayed at school for a few more days." Ye Qin stomped his feet on a dry hard ground on the side of the road. After sitting on a motorcycle for half an hour, the cold wind poured straight into his neck, and his feet were a little bit cold. wood.

　　 "You are diligent enough to study, study hard, and then take a college entrance examination!" The round-faced middle-aged man smoked a cheap cigarette beautifully, pointed at Ye Qin, "Okay, go home quickly!"

　　 "Okay, then slow down!"

　　 Ye Qin smiled and waved, watching the round-faced middle-aged man sipping a cheap cigarette and driving his motorcycle to the side road in the cold wind.

　　 It has been a few days since the winter vacation, because he has been selected for the Nanxiu City team, not long after returning from the Spring Festival, he will go to the province to participate in the Youth Track and Field Championships. He stayed in school for a few more days of training.

　　I just came back from school today and took a minibus to the town. When I got off the bus, I met my friend from the same village who was coming back on a motorcycle. He followed and took a ride.

Walking along the path towards home, the small river below the bridge head has entered a dry season. The river surface that was tens of meters wide is only four or five meters wide now, and many places have exposed fine and dense cobblestone riverbeds. Several willow trees withered in this season, leaving only bare branches.

　　 But a little further away, Ye Qin saw his big mellow tree, which was still lush. Compared with the leaves of the melilotus tree in summer, the color is darker, and the oily green luster is missing, but the branches and leaves of the tree are still full of energy and work hard.

　　 "Grandma!"

　　 Before entering the courtyard gate, Ye Qin yelled excitedly and yelled into the small courtyard from a distance.

　　 The last time I went home was in November. Before I went to the city to participate in the middle school sports meeting, it was now January in a blink of an eye. In the four months of this semester, he also went home once in the middle.

　　 A teenage boy goes to school in the county seat. Although he can't talk about homesickness, he really returns to the familiar plants and trees, and he still feels very kind and comfortable.

"Ok?"

　　 Liu Lanzhi, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the sound coming from outside, and almost instantly recognized the owner of the sound, and ran out of the kitchen before dropping the rag in his hand.

"Grandma, I'm back!" Standing in the middle of the small courtyard at the door of the house, Ye Qin was looking at some frost and snow on the ground. He suddenly looked up and saw an old woman with a crane appearing in front of the kitchen, suddenly kindly. Shouted.

Liu Lanzhi looked at Ye Qin, who was standing in front of him with a schoolbag on his back. At first, he was a little happy, and then suddenly his expression became stern, "You are still willing to come back, and don't look at what time it is now, it's going to be Chinese New Year. Go to the city to read it. In high school, people are playing wild, right?"

"Grandma, let's be late for the holiday. I waited for a few days at school." Ye Qin threw the schoolbag on the bench under the mulberry tree. Hearing Liu Lanzhi's complaining tone, he shrank his neck and grabbed his side. One of his brooms is ready to clean the yard.

　　 "Ye Qin is back. It's not easy to walk on this road. It rained and snowed just two days ago." As he was talking, Ye Guandi walked out with his back slightly arched in the lobby of the red brick house.

　　 "Well, grandpa." Ye Qin started cleaning with his hands and feet numb in the middle of the yard. He raised his head when he heard Ye Guandi's words and replied, "The road is a bit muddy. I took Uncle Youbiao's motorcycle back."

　　 "Are you coming back later than me?" While talking, a figure followed out of the guest hall.

　　 "Uncle?!"

　　 When Ye Qin saw the figure that appeared, he threw the broomstick in his hand aside with excitement, and jumped directly to the other side, asking again and again, "Uncle, when are you coming back?"

　　 "I am three days earlier than you." Ye Mingcheng smiled and patted Ye Qin on the head, then glanced at Ye Qin, "You have lost a lot of weight."

　　 "I haven't lost much weight, uncle, you have lost a lot." Ye Qin shook his head, looking at Ye Mingcheng a little distressed.

　　 Ye Mingcheng is quite tall and has a big skeleton, but he is very thin. Although he is only in his early thirties, he is somewhat old-fashioned. Ye Qin grew up with Ye Ming. He knew that his younger uncle Ye Mingcheng used to be in good health and strength. He was a great laborer. When his grandfather was young, he was able to carry a load of 156 for dozens of miles. People on the mountain road.

　　 If you keep the tuition fees for high school as before, he won’t have to be so troublesome at all. My uncle Ye Mingcheng can be considered as food in the ground, and he can afford to study.

It’s just that Ye Mingcheng once helped people carry wood a few years ago. He sprained his waist when he put hundreds of kilograms of logs on his shoulders. He was crushed by the logs and suffered internal injuries. After that, his body became much worse and he couldn’t move vigorously. .

　　 The man of the farm family is basically abandoned at this stage, and can only go out to work and find some light things to do.

"I don’t have to talk about this for the night shift in the factory." Ye Mingcheng ignored Ye Qin’s eyes, but said seriously, "How are you in high school? Have you studied hard? I will come back to listen to Zhang Jianping and Wang Wu. Say what competitions you are going to participate in in the city..."

"Uncle!" Ye Qin heard Ye Mingcheng mention this, and hurriedly pulled his sleeves to stop him from speaking. He glanced sideways at his grandfather Ye Guandi not far away, and saw that he hadn't paid attention here, "We Go outside and talk."

　　 Zhang Jianping and Wang Wu, two junior high school classmates stuffed money in their homes, one went to the first middle school and the other to the Sanyang middle school. They didn't know they had heard about their going to the competition.

　　 Ye Mingcheng glanced at his father Ye Guandi, understood Ye Qin's meaning, and nodded.

　　 The two left the courtyard and came to the side of the road outside the house. Ye Mingcheng looked at Ye Qin and said with some doubts: "Let's talk, what's the situation?"

　　 "The last time I went to the city to compete with my teacher, I won two running championships and a few hundred yuan in prize money..."

　　 "Competition?" Ye Qin was halfway talking, and Ye Mingcheng frowned, "You are going to study, not for a few hundred yuan to make these messy things."

　　 Ye Qin lowered his voice, and then said, "Another coach from a professional team came to the school to find me and let me be an athlete. He said that he would pay for food and housing, and he would also assign work..."

　　 "You didn't agree?!" Ye Mingcheng's voice rose slightly.

　　 "No." Ye Qin shook his head, "I just promised to practice sports with my teacher. The sports college entrance examination will get extra points, and then the school will give me subsidies to avoid some tuition and fees."

　　"It's fine if you don't have it~www.ltnovel.com~ Ye Mingcheng seemed to let out a sigh of relief, "If you agree to come down to be an athlete, your grandpa must be **** off by you. Your grandfather wanted to have a college student at home all his life. Your dad was a high school student... Forget it, don't talk about him. I can't study, and I can't pass the high school exam. Your grandpa is counting on you. We are poor. If the school is willing to reduce the tuition fee, we will reduce it. If it is not reduced, I will provide you with it. If you don't want to make money, you should not tell your grandpa about this matter. "

　　 "Then I practice physical education at school and do sports specialties?" Ye Qin looked at Ye Mingcheng, feeling a little more worried.

　　 "You can take college entrance exams, right?" Ye Mingcheng frowned and asked. The term sports specialties is a bit strange to him and vaguely heard, but he doesn't know what it means.

　　 "Well, you can take the exam, and there are extra points for the college entrance examination." Ye Qin nodded seriously and replied.

"That's okay." Ye Mingcheng thought for a while, and then said, "I don't understand this sports practice. I'm afraid you are too hard and your body can't bear it. When the time comes, your body will break down, just like me. You have to take control of it yourself. Don’t tell your grandparents about this. They know that they are too long-winded. If you have anything to do, just tell me."

　　 "I will pay attention, uncle."

　　 The tight look on Ye Qin's face eased slightly. He was really afraid that Ye Mingcheng would not agree. It's fine if grandparents didn't know about it, but he didn't want to hide it from him anyway.

"Wait." After the two of them were about to go home, Ye Mingcheng suddenly said, "There is another thing, you don't want to go to the brick factory next time to do things, if it wasn't for Old Zheng to tell me I don't know this. It’s something, you just study hard at school, um, and those special sports students, I don’t care about you. There is me in this family, and it’s not time for you to take charge."