Both sisters are very sensible. For me, they don’t go to college and stop after high school.

I especially remember the scene when my elder sister told her father that she would not study after she was admitted to college.

That day, I clearly remember that it was August, and the sky was very hot. After dinner, the villagers carried stools and shook palm fans to the door to enjoy the cool air. After working hard for a day, it was only time to relax. A glass of water, a cigarette, and three or five sat together in groups talking about the house. Our children were chasing and playing under the moonlight. The barking of dogs came from time to time in the village. At this time, the mosquitoes who like to join in the fun were buzzing around, and they found the right opportunity to bite them. After eating and drinking, they couldn't fly anymore. What was waiting for them was the slap of their hands. When they slap them, the mosquitoes were covered with blood on their legs.

"Dad, I don't miss college anymore." The elder sister's thoughts surprised everyone who enjoyed the cool breeze.

"The grades are so good, why don't you study?" Dad didn't understand what the eldest sister was thinking.

"My sister and brother are going to school, so I won't go." The eldest sister was very sensible. These words had been in her mind for a thousand times.

The villagers who were enjoying the cool breeze were all advising their sisters, but their parents became listeners instead.

My eldest sister's determination was determined, and no one could shake it. My parents did provide us with some difficulty in going to school. So my eldest sister became the labor force at home and stayed away from college.

After planting at home for two years, my 20-year-old sister was introduced to a family in the neighboring village. Two years later, my niece was born. Although my sister got married, she still felt sorry for us. She would bring us any delicious food at home. Every time I saw my sister's tanned skin, she looked like she was in her forties when she was less than thirty years old, and I felt aching in my heart.

And my second sister, when I was in high school, she took the college entrance examination. The college entrance examination scores were not very ideal. I originally planned to repeat the year, but this means that there were two high school students in the family. For parents who faced the earth and were facing the sky, it was an unbearable family weight. School was about to start. My second sister followed a relative in the village to work in another place, working as a female worker in a jeans factory, with food and accommodation of 1,200 yuan, and paid money to my family every month until I went to college. Some of the tuition and living expenses were paid by my second sister and elder sister.

For several consecutive years, my second sister has not come back to celebrate the New Year. Every Spring Festival, my mother always secretly wipes her tears when she sees other people's children coming home.

Until the Spring Festival before graduation, my second sister came home with a big bag and a small bag. She looked very sad. I swear that after I work, we will let our whole family live a good life.

Unexpectedly, after graduation, my girlfriend ran away with someone, and the job I found was half dead, and my father fell ill. Life is always so cruel.

I don’t know if the entrance exam to prison is a turning point. I can’t just give up like this. No matter how uncomfortable I feel, I have to endure it. Everyone else can live, and I can live. When the idea of ​​resigning comes out, I remind myself that I am just a second generation of farmers, the most humble second generation of farmers, and the second generation of farmers at the bottom of society. I can’t afford to buy a house, see a doctor, go to school, and my father is still suffering from illness in bed at home, and I want to make money to treat him.

Just for a dream from a countryside, to get rid of the land, to change my destiny, to eat commercial grain, to have a city household registration, and to a dream with a distant but clear goal. Even if I don’t like it, I have to work for my family. I know that my job is not my ideal pursuit alone, but more of the eyes my family has been looking forward to for more than 20 years.
Chapter completed!