Winner in life

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After turning off the lights at 9:30 that night, Ruihe lit the oil lamp and watched for half an hour more. Zhu Hongxing urged everyone before they could go to bed.

That night Ruihe dreamed of the day he was taken out to take the blame in the house. That day he was helping the young master of his master's family wash clothes. The young master's clothes are in the style of a small suit, and the fabric is expensive. The mistress would not let the vulgar washerwoman in the laundry room wash them, so she let the young master's personal maid wash them.

That day, the maid said she had something to do and asked Ruihe to wash it. Ruihe just started to check his clothes to see if there was anything in his pocket to take it out to prevent it from getting wet. As a result, he overturned a wet and tattered book.

The book was sandwiched between the clothes. Rui He thought it looked familiar. As soon as he took it out, he was frightened by an angry shout: "You Xiaohe! You actually broke the master's ancient book! You are going to die!"

Rui He was so frightened that his hands shook, and the wet book fell to the ground, covered with a layer of bone-deep dust. The development after that was faster. He was quickly convicted and sentenced to death with a cane, "to rectify the evil spirit that was stolen" and "Don't teach the young master and the young lady bad."

While being gagged and executed, Rui He vaguely remembered that this afternoon when he was scrubbing the floor on the corridor, he seemed to hear the young master breaking something in the study, and two muffled sounds from the young master and the maid serving inside. Keep screaming. He asked, and the maid simply said that she broke the tea cup. It took a while before the maid came out with the broken pieces, but he didn't take it to heart. Looking back, the maid's face looked wrong at that time. When the young master went out to his wife's room to finish dinner in the evening, her face was not very good-looking either.

Thinking this way, it seemed as if he had smelled the faint fragrance of tea when he just picked up the book.

"He always looks at the ancient book with his eyes, as if he wants to touch it! He must have planned to steal the book! In the end, he accidentally broke the book!" This is what the maid said.

"We, the Li family, cannot keep such a servant. We should give him a good beating and kick him out. If he can't learn the rules in the house, let the outside world teach him." This is what the wife said.

"That's fine. Alas! I just happened to find out that Minister Zhao likes ancient books, and this is what he likes. I didn't expect that this book has been at home for many years, but it broke when I was going to use it today. It's really annoying!" That's what the master said.

"Master, I heard that some masters are good at repairing ancient books. Why don't you send them to be repaired first? Or give them a farewell gift. My parents' family also has some good gifts. Why don't I go back and borrow them..."

Then he took a life.

The pain that penetrated the bone marrow made Ruihe unable to help but struggle. His head hit the wall and he was suddenly awakened by the pain.

It was very quiet at night, and the dormitory was even darker. Ruihe sat up, panting and rubbing his forehead, muttering in a low voice: "How could you dream of this?"

Dreaming about parents and sister makes people happier. Dreaming about those is not a waste of precious time while sleeping. Rui He angrily rubbed his forehead several times, then got back into bed. He couldn't doze off on the first day of class.

sleep.

On the first day of school, Ruihe got up at 5:30. After brushing his teeth and washing, he went downstairs and ran half a circle on the school road. When he returned to the dormitory, everyone else was almost ready, so he put on his schoolbag and headed to the cafeteria for breakfast.

It’s barely half past six, and the No. 1 canteen is already bustling with people, and the smell of porridge, bread, and hot and sour pickles is wafting everywhere. Buying a bowl of hot porridge in the morning and taking a sip can warm your heart. After buying two fist-sized steamed buns and a thumb-sized preserved vegetable that he brought with him, Ruihe had a warm breakfast and felt comfortable all over.

There were five people in the dormitory, including Lu Anping and Zhu Hongxing who ate as simply as him. Ma Chenggong ate the most sumptuously. I saw him buying a piece of fried noodles, two flower rolls, a meat bun, and a glass of bean juice. He said, "I've never eaten bean juice. I heard it's very famous - oh, my God, what does it taste like!"

Chen Ping'an was drinking porridge and smiled when he saw this: "Many people from outside the country can't get used to this taste."

Ma Chenggong's face wrinkled into the wrinkles on the bun, and he swallowed with difficulty: "I really can't get used to it, what should I do? There's still a big bowl." He closed his eyes and pinched his nose and drank it all in, "Can't waste it!" After eating breakfast, Yi Shuihan's tragic mood was revealed, making the others laugh non-stop.

After breakfast, everyone went to the teaching building. There were only two classes on ancient Chinese history this morning. The teacher looked like he was over fifty. He talked about ancient times in a tone that was sometimes passionate and sometimes low. Ruihe was immersed in it until he talked about it. After class, I still felt like I still had a lot to learn.

Teacher Hao's lectures were the most powerful he had ever seen, but it was obvious that the teachers from Boyang University were even better.

Just two classes made Ruihe look forward to his future life even more.

After class, students rushed up to ask questions, and Rui He also squeezed in with his notebook. After the teacher answered a few questions, he smiled bitterly and said, "I still have classes."

Some students asked in confusion: "Teacher, aren't we the only one in the history major?"

"You are the only class of level 77, but there are level 76 and level 75 before you. I just told you about my office. If you have any questions, come to me there. If I am not here, you can write your questions in Write down your names in the notebook and I will help you answer them when I get back. I will return the notebook to you after class. If you are in a hurry, you can get it yourself. I will put it in the same place if you have answered it well. " After saying that, the teacher hurriedly left with the book under his arm. As soon as he left, the new class bell rang, and there was only a ten-minute break between classes.

"Then where are we going?"

Ruihe said: "I want to go to the library study room to study."

"Then let's go together."

"You go ahead, I'm going to send a letter." Zhu Hongxing said.

School life is busy and fulfilling. Rui He goes back and forth between classrooms, canteens, libraries and dormitories every day. The learning atmosphere in the school is very strong. Like him, most students cherish the rare learning opportunity. They are very motivated to learn and absorb knowledge eagerly.

Ruihe does previews before class every day, reviews after class and completes the extracurricular homework assigned by the teacher. If he doesn’t understand anything, he discusses it with his roommates, classmates, or asks the teacher.

The rest of the time, he has been reading, taking reading notes, constantly thinking about questions, and writing down many of his immature thoughts. As the head teacher, Mr. Fu, said, for the course of history, the first thing is to read more books, first expand the amount of reading, read more historical documents, historical monographs, etc., to lay a solid foundation for the future.

Busy and fulfilling, this is how Ruihe spent the first week of study at Boyang University. On Saturday morning, he got up at 5:30 as usual, went for breakfast after ten minutes of morning jog, and then found a random corner to start memorizing knowledge points. When the sun got higher, Ruihe went outside the school. He planned to look for a second-hand bicycle and deposit his money in the bank.

That day when I received my scholarship, Ruihe received a full scholarship, which was seventeen and a half cents a month. He was surprised at the time, and later went to Teacher Fu to ask. Teacher Fu said: "Based on your family economic situation questionnaire and the evaluation filled in by your production team, the school has assigned you to be a student with special difficulties, so you I receive a subsidy for particularly poor students, is there anything wrong with it?”

Rui He was a little embarrassed: "But I'm an adult."

Teacher Fu looked at him gently: "Both of your parents are dead, so you meet the 'orphan' requirement for students with special difficulties in our school, and your family economic situation survey form also states that you have worked for two years before, and then You will have no source of income during these four years when you re-enter middle school. Xiaoshan, I know what you care about. Don’t think too much about it. This is the love of the school and the country for you. The full subsidy you received is in line with the procedures. Just take it with peace of mind and study in school with peace of mind. The country will need you in the future."

He spoke calmly and sincerely, and Ruihe was immediately convinced.

Therefore, after Ruihe spent some of the savings he brought from home after arriving in Kyoto, he still had 574 yuan and 50 cents left. In the future, if nothing happens, he will not be able to use the money. He believes that the school's scholarship will be enough to live on, so this "huge sum" must be saved. He is embarrassed to always carry it with him, but it can be locked in the dormitory. In the small cabinet, he was afraid of thieves entering the dormitory during class.

After a week of trembling, Ruihe finally had time to save money on Saturday. He planned to save 500 yuan and use the rest as a backup.

After leaving school, he was not busy taking the bus, but first went to the place he had learned about from his senior sister. Yesterday, Rui He met the senior who sent him to the dormitory for the welcome day. Seeing that she was riding an old bicycle, he asked the senior if she knew where he could buy a bicycle without a ticket. The senior sister enthusiastically told him where she bought her bicycle, which was in the old city outside the south gate.

"There was a bicycle repair shop there, and I happened to go there for business that day. It happened that the boss received a dilapidated bicycle. After he repaired it, I bought it from him and spent 70 yuan. But then my My roommate will never encounter such a good thing again." Let Ruihe not have high hopes.

As expected, the store was very hidden as Sister Lu said. It was located in a complex old neighborhood. It couldn't be seen from the outside. It could only be identified by the broken inner tubes hanging on the half-open door.

The boss who dares to quietly open a shop to repair bicycles must have a lot of courage.

Ruihe knocked on the door twice, and a seven or eight-year-old child poked his head out: "Who are you looking for?"

"Where are your adults?"

The girl turned her head: "Grandpa!"

An old man over sixty years old came out. He was lean and short. He looked at Ruihe with caution and said, "Are you okay?" He quickly glanced behind him and saw that there was no bicycle, and his eyes were a little suspicious.

"I was introduced by Senior Sister Lu. I would like to know if you have any second-hand bicycles."

The old gentleman's expression softened a little, but then he shook his head: "You are late. I just sold a second-hand bicycle that I recently assembled the day before yesterday. Please come back next time you have a chance."

"Okay, please." Rui He was a little disappointed.

After a bad start, Ruihe had no choice but to continue implementing his second plan: saving money. Sitting on the bus, this time he was finally able to take a good look at Kyoto during the day. The bus was not moving very fast, and the scenery on the street was slowly moving backwards, and he could not take his eyes off it. After arriving at the bank, he deposited the money and kept the deposit receipts in the bank before daring to go out.

Kyoto in the morning was full of life and bustling everywhere, and Ruihe couldn't get enough of it. He saw an old lady carrying a basket and combing her buns, so he followed her and arrived at a vegetable market. There are more people in the vegetable market, they are jostling each other and shouting one after another. He walked around from beginning to end and went in to take a look at every shop. He saw the prosperity of Kyoto and saw many local specialties, such as Kyoto eight items.

He stood in front of the window and looked at it again and again, and asked the salesperson: "How do you sell this? Do you need a ticket?"

"No need for tickets, a small box of eight pieces costs five yuan, and a large box of eight pieces costs eleven yuan."

So expensive!

Ruihe took another look and asked, "How long can this be kept?"

"They are all freshly made. The weather is cool now, so they can be kept for seven or eight days. They can't be kept for too long or they will go bad."

Hearing this, Ruihe stopped thinking about it, hoping that they would not go bad on the way.

After walking around and asking around, he had a rough idea of ​​the prices in Kyoto. In general, it is about 50% to 20% more expensive than Heliao Commune. For example, the price of rice in Shangmei Village Supply and Marketing Cooperative was 48 cents per catty when he left, but it is 54 cents here. He saw several specialties with suitable prices and planned to buy some to give to relatives and friends when he got home.

Even if the task for today was completed, Ruihe went home. Unexpectedly, he got a big surprise as soon as he arrived at the dormitory.