Love You Till Death

The training team ended in mid-August.

Ji Hao and Ruan Mingchi also packed up and set off.

There are still ten days of school opening, so the team let them go home on vacation. The brothers and sisters who bought the tickets in advance took the plane yesterday afternoon, and Ji Hao and Ruan Mingchi took the tickets they bought in the team and returned to the C where the provincial team was. city.

On the plane, Ji Hao said: "You have all gone home. I have been bored and have nowhere to go these days. I ate, went to sleep, woke up, and raised pigs."

Ruan Mingchi reminded: "Summer vacation homework."

Ji Hao raised his eyebrows: "It's done."

Ruan Mingchi: "..."

After a while.

Ji Hao said again: "It's boring. I want to travel. What can I recommend?"

Ruan Mingchi, who had never thought about traveling in this life, shook his head.

Ji Hao said: "Is your house fun?"

Ruan Mingchi was surprised.

Ji Hao clapped his hands: "Right, let me go home with you."

"..."

Of course, Ruan Mingchi did not agree, but Ji Hao was stalking and grinded all the way. Finally, he followed him to the long-distance bus station and bought a ticket for the same car.

Looking at the young man sitting next to him with a grin, Ruan Mingchi pursed his lips tightly.

What else can I do.

Ruan Mingchi said: "I don't have a place where you live, you live in the city."

"I live with you, it will be just one night."

"but……"

"save money."

Ruan Mingchi looked at him coldly, don't come over to save money, don't travel!

In the evening, the two people entered the village in tandem. Ruan Mingchi's village is actually developing well. Every family has small buildings and courtyards, not too far from the urban area. It is a rich village in the city.

The uncle and aunt who ate dinner wandered around the village and saw two handsome young men coming in from afar. They were thin, tall and tall, and they looked like young men from big cities. Coming into the sunset, there are quite a few heroes in fresh clothes and angry horses.

But when he looked closely, he recognized Ruan Mingchi.

With a loud voice, he shouted: "Yo! Ruan Mingchi is back! I heard you took the first place in the game."

Someone immediately succeeded: "It's awesome. This kid is not normal since I was a child. It is taller than other kids."

"His dad is actually very tall and looks pretty, but unfortunately his life is not good."

"Ah! You said, why are the legs gone? His mother is not a thing..."

The people in the village are happy to have talents from the village. They should be praised and praised. But what is the matter of their children's interest? Can you give yourself the gold medal after winning the competition? Not to mention Ruan Mingchi's patience in building bridges and roads in the village, why aren't these governments doing all this? Therefore, they are more fond of discussing the misery of others' homes than boasting people. Even if they say sympathy and regret, they are looking for the superiority in their hearts.

Ruan Mingchi grew up with such discussion.

Everyone said in front of him that his dad was suffering, that his mother was shameless, and that he was pitiful. When he was beaten by his second uncle, the village ran, and some people stood on the roof of the house watching the fun, and then at night, they talked to people on the pillow.

Not even a joke.

Ruan Mingchi's family environment is so miserable that everyone sympathizes, but he doesn't want to touch the edge at all.

My aunt, who is full and has nothing to do, has a loud voice, and she can still hear her voice when she walks a long distance. “Nan Bo was coughing again last night. He coughed all night and could hear it across the courtyard. The body hurts, I Looks like it hurts..."

Ruan Mingchi heard that his father was ill and accelerated his pace.

Ji Hao also followed him briskly.

Ruan Mingchi’s home is deep in the village, and his position is not too far off, but he is not on the main road, and he walks down the water path, and he can see two houses side by side.

One is a flat floor with a shabby appearance and a red painted mottled iron door, and grass grows on the surrounding wall. A three-story building with a high-door courtyard, looking at the outer wall is magnificent, and now a lot of sand and cement are piled up at the door, just blocking the way to go inside.

Ruan Mingchi walked carefully through the sand pile, slipped on the road, and looked around the courtyard, seeing a pile of vermilion tiles in the courtyard.

Ji Hao knowingly asked: "This decoration?"

Ruan Mingchi frowned, and his face was not very good. He walked silently to the dilapidated yard inside and raised his hand to open the door.

The yard was very chaotic, with bamboos everywhere, fresh bamboos, half-dried bamboos, sliced ​​bamboos, and chopped bamboos, all of which were littered with waste. Ruan Mingchi strode through all kinds of materials and walked to the meteor In front of the door, Ji Hao jumped carefully behind.

Ruan Mingchi glanced back and looked at Ji Hao, who stepped on a mine in the yard. He was already sinking into a stone heart. I didn’t know how much lighter it seemed. He seemed to be caught in an invisible net, giving him a breath. Opportunity.

"It's alright, step on it." Ruan Mingchi said.

"I don't know what works."

"Useless."

"Useless? These are so beautiful? Useless? They are all works of art!"

Ruan Mingchi got a smile in his eyes and repeated: "It's useless."

A voice came from inside: "Who is outside? Cough cough!"

Ruan Mingchi blinked, and the laughs that had just been raised faded away, and then recovered into a silent dead pool, and there was bottomless mud in the depths.

"It's me." Turned around and pushed in.

Father Ruan made bamboo baskets under the lamp, wearing his torn clothes at work, covered with white ash on the bamboo, and broke countless holes. In fact, this is also the daily clothes of Father Ruan. I don’t see it once a month. It’s all strange.

When his son came back, Ruan Dad just glanced at it. The eyes under the lights were as numb and numb as before, and a miserable face said, "Everyone has finished eating dinner, so go make it yourself when you are hungry."

Ruan Mingchi came in one step, he had to give up and had to follow Ji Hao sideways, his eyes fell on Ji Hao, just like saying, look, this is my home, you have to come, you will definitely be disgusted.

"Uncle." Ji Hao shouted with a smile, and brought the fruits and health care products to Dad Ruan in front of him, introducing himself, "I am Ruan Mingchi's teammate and roommate and good friend. I suddenly came to nag and disturb you. ."

Dad Ruan, who hadn’t received guests for many years, was stunned, and then hurriedly wiped his hands on his clothes. He shook Ji Hao’s hand there and hesitantly said, “Uh, oh, hello.”

Ji Hao looked at the bamboo basket edited by Father Ruan with a smile, and exclaimed: "Uncle's craft is so good. It looks like a work of art, neat and fine. Such thin bamboo silk is rare, so is your hand What a coincidence."

"..." Nguyen Dad was silent, and he had no problem with such familiar people.

Ji Hao picked up a bamboo basket and said, "I have seen this bamboo basket outside the scenic area. The big one will sell more than 30 pieces. How much do you ship here?"

"twelve……"

"One a day? Look at your hands as an old craftsman. Let's say two or three less a day. How many can you have at most? You are eating artisan rice. When the price rises, you must have a higher shipment. Pension insurance."

"Uh..." Ruan Dad looked at Ruan Mingchi at a loss.

Ruan Mingchi put down his backpack with a cold face, and then took out the instant noodles he bought halfway. He waited for the water to boil and said, "Did you get the money?"

"What money?" Dad Ruan looked up sensitively.

Ruan Mingchi looked at his father's confused eyes, and his heart sank.

Although Ji Hao didn't say it clearly, he had to remind him to think about it. The account of the remittance has always been the name of the second uncle, but with so much money, he thought that the second uncle would at least take out a part. .

Maybe... my father didn't even know he won the national championship.

Ji Haoduo was intimate. When the father and son stared at each other in silence, they explained: "Ruan Mingchi went to City A this time, not only won the championship to break the record, but also won a lot of bonuses, 60,000. He honors you, a little money If you don’t have anything left, I’ll transfer it to you. If you don’t get it, you must be with his uncle.”

Ji Hao said smoothly, but Ruan Mingchi frowned. He remembered that he had never told Ji Hao about his family, let alone his second uncle.

After listening to Dad Ruan's daze, he finally lowered his head and continued to be busy with an oh sound.

It’s not that there’s no reaction, or I don’t want to understand, but I don’t know what kind of response I should give. The man who has been suppressed by his life for most of his life is hidden in his own world, thinking that he can continue to whitewash, but he does not wait for instant noodles. When cooked, he coughed violently.

"Cough cough!"

"Cough cough!"

Coughing, the whole person fell to the ground and twitched.

Ji Hao hurriedly put down the tableware and rushed forward with Ruan Mingchi. The person seemed to be dying when he was lifted up, his face pale and his eyes dark.

"Go to the hospital." Ji Hao proposed.

Ruan Mingchi nodded and turned his father back.

Father Ruan pushed him away: "In the house, medicine."

Ruan Mingchi rushed into the room and came out again, just two anti-inflammatory drugs. The thin two pieces of medicine, with a glass of water, are about to be delivered into his father's mouth. Ji Hao held his hand and said, "Do you know that antibiotics have drug resistance? And if the medicine is prescribed, my uncle not only has inflammation." It’s that simple, let’s go to the hospital.”

"If you don't go, go to the hospital, cough, and take the medicine." After hearing Ji Hao's words, his father interrupted him unhappy, and he reached out his dirty hands and grabbed the medicine.

Ruan Mingchi squeezed his palm tightly, avoided it, hesitated and said, "Go to the hospital."

"It's not expensive to go to the hospital? I always take this medicine, the effect is good, cough, give me!"

Ruan Mingchi said: "I heard that I have been sick recently."

"What do you know! Cough cough, you are away all day long, what do you know! I thought it would be terrible to win a championship, just take care of Lao Tzu? You get away!"

"The bonus is enough for you to see a doctor."

"Money, you brought it! Cough!"

"The second uncle..."

The son and son fell silent.

Uncle who can't get around.

The second uncle who made people love and hate.

Even though Ruan’s father’s life has not been good these years, after Ruan Mingchi ran out, if it was not the second uncle’s family who helped look after him, maybe Ruan would still be able to live to the present. True, the second uncle also paid a lot. But the uncle’s greed is also true, and the 60,000 bonus is neglected without saying a word. When Dad Ruan saw such a large sum of money, he was taken away without touching his hand. The flame in his heart was hot and vigorous, but he couldn't vent, and finally he could only vent against his only son who could bully .