Run Out of My Life

Finding his schoolbag from the dormitory, and following the crowd of people all the way, Su Zu stood at the door of Yangxin Middle School, with a kind and unfamiliar feeling.

The buzzing voice and the chaotic footsteps meet together, occasionally mixed with the jingle of bicycle bells, and the scolding of each other. The blue school uniforms and other clothes of various colors gathered into a wave of people, constantly passing through the school gate and rushing to the outside street.

"Su Zu, do you want to take you for a ride?"

The car bell rang behind him, Guo Wenxu was carrying a large schoolbag, riding a somewhat old Phoenix bicycle, and stopped on one foot.

"No, you go back first." Su Zu glanced at the back seat of Guo Wenxu's bicycle and refused with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go first."

Guo Wenxu showed a simple and honest smile, and didn't care about Su Zu's rejection, he shook his hand and rode his bicycle forward again.

"Remember as if I've ridden a bike for a while."

Su Zu, with a bit of nostalgia, looked at the bicycles and the flying boys and girls in the crowd, remembered that he once rode a bicycle for a while when he was in the first year of junior high school, but did he just ride it? Several times, someone has been secretly pulling out the valve core of the bicycle, and then they simply stopped riding and walked directly.

Su Zu's home is in Yangping Village, five or six kilometers away from Yangxin Town. It takes about an hour to walk along the main road, that is, the county road and the township road.

When one or two long worms were lying in the middle of the road, they were startled by footsteps and slammed into the reeds next to them.

Su Zu has been away from home for many years, and there is only a vague impression of that small road, and he is too lazy to think about it.

At this time, the road is still a yellow dirt road. It will take about two years for Wuxing County to get funding, and the county roads in several townships begin to be asphalted. As for township roads, it will have to wait ten years for the village-to-village access project to be covered.

Along the way, Su Zu also saw many elementary and middle school students who were walking home like him. From time to time, there would be twos and threes who stepped on bicycles and shouted loudly, flying freely. There were also friends from the same village who rode a bicycle and asked Su Zu if he wanted to take him for a ride.

Su Zu smiled and shook his head and refused. With the road conditions, the back seat of the bicycle did not talk about it, and many people and things were not in line, so as not to get tired of talking.

After walking out of Yangxin Town, he tightened the two straps of his schoolbag and started running directly along the right side of the county road.

There is time at this time, he really wants to test to see how much potential he can improve by running back.

The end of October is autumn, the weather is quite dry, and the road is not muddy, but the occasional tractor and minibus going to the county town pick up dust and fly.

There are large paddy fields on both sides of the county road. This season is the autumn harvest. Many rice fields by the roadside have been harvested, revealing the stems that are densely connected in the mud. You can see busy people everywhere on the fields. In some fields that have not yet been harvested, the golden, plump and heavy ears of grain are continuous, and when the wind blows, they form yellow waves.

Running along the road all the way, the breath of autumn harvest along the way made him quite happy. Apart from the occasional passing of tractors and motorcycles, there are few other motor vehicles.

In the last life, after he went to the county to study high school, he was basically away from home during the busy autumn harvest, and he had forgotten the scene of the golden rice fields in autumn. I went home for a limited number of New Years, and when I drove by, both sides were bare and yellow, and there was no sight at all.

After more than ten years, the three or four-storey buildings along the road have not yet appeared, and occasionally some houses at the intersection of the country roads are still only low-rise houses.

Along the way, Su Zu accelerated and ran for tens of meters, and then jogged for hundreds of meters. When he was tired, he walked slowly, and when he was relieved, he continued. Running and stopping all the way, Su Zu was dripping with sweat, especially the back of the schoolbag, which was soaked with sweat and could almost squeeze out the water.

Fortunately, he has also figured out some rules for the potential value growth of the system. The potential value growth is mainly based on his physical exercise.

He just jogged more than 500 meters. I don’t know if it was because of the schoolbag that was carrying seven or eight pounds. The potential value increased by 0.3%, but he sprinted at full speed with the schoolbag for more than a hundred. After 200 meters, the potential value increased by 0.4%. After walking slowly and resting, after walking more than 1,000 meters, the potential value increased by only 0.1%.

In these different attempts, Su Chan probably related various sports and potential acquisition. After all, he is an adult with a lot of study and work experience. Able to analyze rationally and practically.

In this short period of time, Su Zu roughly divided the exercise to obtain potential value into three types: ordinary exercise, effective exercise, and extreme exercise.

Ordinary exercise methods are ordinary people walking, doing exercises, soothing muscles and bones. This method has limited effect on the entire body of exercise, and each time the potential value obtained is less, but it is the easiest. As long as the body is in a dynamic or stressful state.

Effective exercise methods are relatively jogging, racing walking, and weight-bearing, which have obvious effects on physical exercise. Su Zu estimates that other things such as skipping rope, push-ups, and planks should increase. try.

It takes a certain amount of time to relieve fatigue after using all your strength.

That's almost a 17% increase in potential.

But this time, he couldn't care about this for a while, and he walked across the last section of the stone bridge across the river, and he saw his home in the distance.

In this section of walking from the entrance of the village to the home, Su Zu suddenly became a little slow.

People say it is timid to be close to nostalgia. He traveled through time, went back to the past, and restarted his life in this life, and he had too many unspeakable emotions.

Studying in junior high school in the town, going home once a week, going to high school in the county town, going home once a month, going to college in other places, going home once every six months, going out to work, and even a year or a few I only go home once a year.

Dry tire tracks left behind after crossing the curb.

Not far from the road, several figures of men and women are busy harvesting in the fields, the sound of the sickle cutting the rice and the threshing machine are intertwined. On the fields that have been harvested, chickens and ducks and other poultry occasionally roam the fields looking for food.

Su Zu looked at the low bungalow in front of him, the two doors were closed and locked with a lock. This was in 2001, and the family's house had to wait until he made a fortune in 2012 before it was rebuilt into a three-story house. Looking around, the scene of the three or four-storey buildings that looked like a small villa area has disappeared.

"Su Zu, are you out of school?"

"Well, school is over, Third Master Xu." Su Zu put his schoolbag on the open space beside the well, looked at the old man holding the bamboo hook and was about to carry water, and stretched out his hand to help, " Third Master Xu, I'm here to help you carry water."

The old man is Su Zu's neighbor. In the countryside, distant relatives are not as good as near neighbors. In my impression, when Su Zu's parents were not at home, he would go to Xu Sanye's house to eat.

"I want your child to help, what strength do you have." The old man shook his head and refused, using a two-meter long bamboo pole with two hairs on one end to carry water from the well Fork barb. Hang the handle of the bucket on the hook of the bamboo pole, put it down into the well, shake the bamboo pole with one hand, and fill the bucket with water, and the bucket will not come off the hook. The broken arm fixed the bamboo pole in front of the chest, and the other hand quickly grabbed the bamboo pole below it. With two consecutive strokes, a bucket of water was lifted up. The entire action is smooth and smooth, without the slightest delay.

"Third Master Xu, you're amazing!" Even if I saw him more than once, seeing Su Zu again couldn't help but admire the old man's skillful movements.

"Hey, what is this." The old man was not blushing or panting, and grinned, "What is this, I think when I was young, a hundred catties of rice could be squeezed We're walking two miles away. By the way, you're hungry, come over to eat later. Your parents are threshing millet, so they probably won't be back so soon. Young man, you can't be hungry."

"It's fine, I'll be fine later."

Su Zu looked back at the locked door, a little confused.

Forget about the busy farming season at this time, everyone is threshing and harvesting millet, and my family should be busy with this. After thinking about it for a while, I was going to pick up my parents. After all, bagging the harvested rice was a heavy task, but I found that I couldn't remember where my fields were.

I simply put my schoolbag behind me, sat on a bench under the willow tree to rest, took a physical education class, and came back from running all the way. His strength and stamina column values ​​are low.

During the period, Mr. Xu also called twice and asked Su Zu to go to his house to finish dinner. Su Zu did not agree, and made the old man a little unhappy. Later generations saw a lot of intrigue and indifference. At this time, when he returned to the neighborhood of his youth, he felt warm.

However, he is not the young man who used to be less and more important. He can try not to trouble others as much as possible.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the sky will be dark, and a hand-pulled cart full of rice appears on the road not far away, and two figures are in tandem. In front of him was a short middle-aged man, dressed in messy clothes, pulling a scooter dripping with sweat. Behind the cart is a rural woman in a straw hat, holding the cart behind the paddy and straw hat.

Su Zu stood under the willow tree, looking at the two people pushing and pulling the scooter through the smoke and lights near and far, his eyes turned red.

I ran over a few steps, looked at two familiar and much younger faces, and said with trembling lips, "Dad, Mom, I'm back."