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"Sister Yang, I heard that your family, Zhan Fei, was admitted to City University. Congratulations. Now your family can finally turn around. This is called spreading your wings and flying high, right?"

"Where is it? Look at what you said, Xiaofei, why didn't your third aunt talk when she came, this child is really ignorant."

Through the window, I saw my mother picking up the vegetables for dinner with a smile on her face, while complaining to me, but she had no choice but to walk out of the house.

"The third aunt is here."

"Hey, you should be busy with your work. Xiaofei will be a cultural person in the future, not the same as us, so don't pick these things."

"This child is just ignorant, and I always worry about how old he is."

"Your Xiaofei is obedient enough. It's not like our dead child. If you don't make another one, it will make me mad. Sister Yang, you are good at education. My family's medical school doesn't let me worry .”

"My Xiaofei is the same, disobedient, what happened to Xiaoyanzi's last boyfriend, why is he yellow again..."

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I closed the door, trying to isolate the sound in the courtyard, but unfortunately it had little effect. The windows and doors were opened in August and summer, and the sound flew into the house with almost no blocking.

I couldn't read the books anymore, so I had no choice but to continue to pack the high school books and pick out the unnecessary ones according to my mother's instructions.

I didn’t dare to clean up these books before the notice came. Although I knew that I couldn’t re-read them, I still kept them, as if if I kept them, God would be able to take pity on me for my hard work and let me Admitted.

Fortunately, I don't need it now. I was admitted to City University, one of the most famous universities in the country, and a university that only recruits two people in the city.

I was admitted.

As the champion of the city.

As a school star.

As a typical example of the hard work of a child from a poor family.

As a role model of a dick's counterattack.

As a dutiful son who lived up to the kindness of a single mother's upbringing.

I was admitted.

Finally passed the exam.

From the time I can remember, the words I hear the most are "You have to be nice to your mother, it's not easy for your mother to pull you, so you have to treat your mother well in the future."

In this way, I was held and suppressed by this big hat of filial son until the end of the college entrance examination and graduation from high school.

I don't know if I have fulfilled the standards that others said. I saw my mother smiling from ear to ear recently, and I thought that my mother should be happy.

"Zhanfei, your third aunt is leaving."

"Oh, no need to give it away, what are you giving it away, no need to give it away, we are so familiar, no need to give it away, you can go in quickly."

"Goodbye, third aunt."

"Hey, goodbye. How nice this child is, you can raise a good son."

"Hey, the third sister-in-law is here."

"Hey, let's go back."

After closing the door, I continued to pack my things.

"How many times have I told you that someone wants to talk, how many times you don't listen, and you don't know what you think about all day? Why haven't you cleaned up yet. This child is like your dead father. Why doesn't it look like me at all, Sa Leng is very sharp."

Ignoring my mother's muttering, I lowered my head and continued to tidy up in an orderly manner, without any change because of my mother's words.

It's not that I'm disobedient, but that I'm used to it.

Looking at every exercise book, every paper.I can almost remember how hard I worked during the whole third year of high school, no matter how cold and shivering for three or nine days, or the hot and breathless dog days, how much effort I spent to survive the hellish third year of high school.

I don't know how others are doing, anyway, I think the whole third year of high school is too tiring.

The mind is tired, the heart is even more tired.

Looking at the thin and pale self in the mirror, I was completely lost. I was only 170, and my weight was less than 120 catties.

I heard from my mother that the fathers who died were all taller than me, but I always suspected that the reason why I didn't grow taller was entirely because of too much pressure from studying.

I always felt that throughout high school, not only did I not grow taller, but I was also a few centimeters shorter due to the pressure, and even had gray hair.

Fortunately, all the hard work was not in vain.

I was admitted.

I'm leaving here.

I want to spread my wings and fly to the heavenly university, an ideal Shangri-La.

Although I don't know what is waiting for me?

However, it is better than the present day.

I looked again at the admission notice that I had read many times, and I smiled with relief.

Fighting for so many years for what?A good high school, a good college, a good job?A happy marriage?It is of course impossible to have all the above conditions, even if you have, God will take away some other things from you.

So I'm not in a hurry, I've already passed the third year of high school, and college can't be more difficult than the third year of high school.