"Go to Beiyuan No. 7 Middle School." Father suddenly said, "That school is very close to Chenggao, so it shouldn't be that bad. I don't think there are any good schools in Beiyuan City. Haohao, study hard in your new school, and don't fight with others anymore."
"Yeah." I nodded. How could I refuse? How could I bear to refuse?
"That's settled then." The father stood up and said, "I'll help you complete the transfer procedures in the next few days, and then I'll go out to work. I guess you'll have to pay some money, so I'll go borrow some." Then he staggered towards the door.
"Dad, I'll go with you!" I hurriedly chased after him and went out with my father.
"Old Wang, it's not that I don't want to lend it to you, it's just that I'm short of money these days..." Uncle Li in front of him looked embarrassed.
"I know, I know." The father said, "Your son is going to college too."
My father and I came out of Uncle Li's house. This was the seventh house we had visited, but we still came back empty-handed. It's not that the people here are not kind, but that they are all really poor. If they weren't poor, they wouldn't have lived here.
"Let's go to Old Sun's house again." My father said, "Old Sun is a businessman, so he always has some spare money."
When we entered Old Sun's house, we heard bursts of howling from inside. Old Sun was being pinned down by his burly wife.
"I gave you ten yuan to buy soy sauce, and you came back and said that the change was lost. Do you think I'm a fool?!" Old Sun's wife yelled angrily: "I'm telling you, don't even think about taking a penny from me!"
My father and I didn't even talk to Lao Sun, we just walked out. Standing on the road, we both looked a little sad.
"Let's go to Old Zhang's house again..." Father sighed and walked towards Old Zhang's house again.
I followed my father, looking at his slightly hunched back, and I felt sad. I remembered the 50,000 yuan I had deposited with Ye Zhan. If I could give it to my parents, it would definitely help them out. At that time, workers generally earned only a few hundred yuan, and the house price was only about 700 yuan per square meter. 50,000 yuan was enough to buy a house. But how could I give the 50,000 yuan to my parents? I was thinking about this question, and when I looked up, I saw a lottery store across the street.
"Dad." I suddenly shouted.
"What?" Father turned around.
“Buy a lottery ticket.”
"Why buy that thing?" My father shook his head. He would never believe that pie would fall from the sky.
"We're already unlucky enough," I said, "We don't care about this one lottery ticket. What if things go against our will and we win the prize?"
"That makes sense!" My father laughed and took me to the lottery shop. He took out two dollars to buy a ticket and carefully filled in the numbers. This was his first time buying a lottery ticket. He always thought that he would never get rich. After buying the lottery ticket, my father carefully put it in his coat pocket and said to me, "Let's go and borrow more money."
I borrowed money from several other places, but still to no avail, so I had to go home first. I saw that it was almost time to go home, so I quietly left the house, took out my cell phone and called Ye Zhan's home to talk to him about the matter.
"Okay, I'll send the money to you tomorrow." Ye Zhan said, "But are you sure you want to go to Beiqi?"
"It's confirmed." I said, "The situation at home has become like this, I can't make my parents sad anymore."
The next day, Ye Zhan brought the money over. I hid the money first, then took a few bills with me, and went to the lottery shop with Ye Zhan. When the shop was empty, I put a few bills on the counter and said, "Boss, help me..."
After finishing everything, I took Ye Zhan home and invited him to have lunch. I introduced Ye Zhan to my parents as my best friend in City High School. My parents were very enthusiastic about him and liked this good-looking guy very much. They held his hand and talked endlessly, as if Ye Zhan was their biological son. Ye Zhan was also very polite and treated my parents as his own parents. He kept calling them "uncle and aunt" to make the old couple happy.
Bad Youth
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