Su Youfu got up before dawn.

Gumula Village is at a high altitude and the temperature is relatively low, so you need to wear a very thick coat if you get up early in August.

He was carrying a load of winnowing baskets, but not as many as before, only twenty baskets, ten on each side, with two large sacks tied on both sides of the baskets. No one knew what was in them.

Su Youfu breathed a sigh of relief only after he put the winnowing basket on the back of the car.

The villagers nearby joked, "Su Quezi, you're really trying to make a lot of money. You went to sell winnowing baskets last week and you're going again this week."

"You've only got ten pairs of winnowing baskets, and what treasure is in this sack?"

"Su Quezi is different from us. Our winnowing baskets can only be sold for ten yuan each, but he can sell them for thirteen yuan. He can make money and even support college students."

Several people were talking at once.

Su Youfu simply said, "I put some vegetables in the sack and packed some dry goods to sell. My wife missed my daughter and asked me to deliver the vegetables."

The villagers thought so too. It was not the autumn harvest season at this time, and they had no money, so they would sell some dried goods such as dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms.

Su Youfu stopped talking after he finished speaking and sat aside waiting for everyone to arrive.

The car was very small and there were many people entering the city, so Su Youfu still didn't have the chance to sit in the front. He was embarrassed to compete with others, so he could only sit in the bed. Fortunately, he was used to it and prepared a thick hat and coat. He sat down next to the winnowing basket, leaning against the front of the car, shrinking his neck to avoid being exposed to the wind.

It was nice to sit in the back so he wouldn't be teased, and he wasn't very good at small talk.

Su Xiaoqi's personality is largely influenced by her father. When people make fun of her, she feels embarrassed and uncomfortable, and she doesn't know how to respond.

But today he lied. The sack didn't contain any dried goods. The family had sold out their bamboo shoots and other things long ago. His daughter needed money every week for school, so he couldn't wait until now. The sack contained bamboo baskets and bags he had been trying to make, based on the patterns in the book his daughter had bought him. They were pretty close.

He wanted to try and see if he could sell them. If the winnowing baskets could be sold, then these things should be able to be sold too. It's just that making these bamboo weavings is a little more difficult. However, he was very excited about it these days and stayed up until one or two o'clock in the morning every day.

He didn't dare tell the villagers. If he did, they would probably laugh at him again, thinking he was dreaming and crazy about money.

There was a heavy dark spot under his eyes, but there was a fire in his heart.

The car started moving, and the road in the mountains was shaking violently. He held the sack tightly, watching the village gradually disappear. The car entered the bamboo forest, and the wind whistled in his ears.

Su Xiaoqi still took a leave of absence and told Coach Wu that swimming would be postponed to the evening. Her father had come, and this time she wanted to go with her father to sell winnowing baskets. She was a little restless and excited early in the morning, not as steady as in the previous few days. She got up very early and could not sit still after practicing calligraphy for half an hour. She was worried that she would be late and would not meet her father, and her father did not have a mobile phone.

I ate early, packed my things, and couldn't sit still, so I just ran to where the car was and waited for my dad.

By the way, I also took care of today's morning run.

I left home at 7 o'clock, jogging all the way. There weren't many cars on the roadside, as 8 o'clock is the peak hour.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the sky was just getting light.

It is a sunny day today. Early in the morning, the sky is slightly blue and there are no clouds.

Xiaoqi wore the school's sportswear, a winter uniform, blue with white edges, paired with newly bought running shoes, a very refreshing outfit.

It's not cold in the city, but there is a temperature difference between morning and evening. If I don't wear enough, my dad will nag me and worry about me, so I wore long-sleeved shirts and long pants. If I get hot, I can take off my jacket and just tie it around my waist. I wore a white T-shirt underneath.

I don't wear glasses. I originally thought about getting a pair of plain glasses, but I felt it was a waste of money. Some people's myopia is pseudomyopia. It is said that if you protect your eyes, they can recover slowly, especially when you are young. Xiaoqi's eyesight was over 300 degrees, and he could actually live without glasses. He was just used to wearing glasses to read.

I got hot after running for a while.

Lushan City is a mountain city, divided by a river in the middle. To the south of the river is the prosperous city center, while to the north of the river are continuous mountains and an old railway station.

The car from my hometown stops on the north side of the river, near the old train station.

Xiaoqi ran over and wanted to cross a bridge.

When I ran to the middle of the bridge, I looked up and suddenly saw a round red sun hanging above the river.

Xiaoqi had never noticed that the morning sunrise could be so beautiful. He didn't need to go to any scenic spots, just stand on the bridge.

There are endless streams of vehicles around me and a rushing river in front of me. At the end of the river, the sky and the earth merge together. A golden and slightly red sun, as clean as if drawn with a compass, hangs there. There are no extra clouds in the sky, as clean as a painting by an elementary school student, blue sky, river, a circle.

At this moment, Xiao Qi took a deep breath, and the heaviness in his heart seemed to dissipate.

I have to say that for Xiaoqi, the titles of father and mother are very stressful.

I even feel that getting along with my parents is more tiring than getting along with my aunt.

Her parents' love is so strong and heavy that she gives without expecting anything in return. She actually feels a lot of pressure and is always worried that she is not doing well enough or outstanding enough to repay them.

She would even lie with a guilty conscience because of the heavy sacrifice, because the love was so strong that she felt breathless sometimes. Just like during the college entrance examination, she really wanted to do well in the exam, get into a prestigious university, and bring honor to her parents. But the more she thought about it, the more pressure she felt. Her usual grades were clearly above the first-tier line, but she did poorly in the college entrance examination, not even reaching the first-tier score line, and then she was transferred.

At that moment, it felt like the sky was falling.

I even wanted to be hit by a car while walking on the street.

It's true, she had thoughts of committing suicide. Although it was only for a moment, it was real.

Her parents did not put any pressure on her, but their efforts were a huge pressure for her.

Fortunately, everything is over.

The red sun rises and the river rushes.

Every day is new.

Xiaoqi stood for a while. The wind was strong on the bridge, making her hair messy, but she continued to run.

She ran to the parking lot in the village, but the car had not arrived yet, so she stood there and rested for a while.

Her whole face was red, just like the rising sun, warm and beautiful.

Su Youfu, who had been swaying in the car for over two hours, had a stiff face and clenched fists. Before the car stopped, someone pushed him and said, "Su Lame, look at that little girl on the side of the road. Is she your daughter?"

Su Youfu looked up and saw his own daughter standing there, smiling. He suddenly felt warm and energetic all over. He wanted to smile, but it was too stiff and it made him look even more serious.