My 1991.

Chapter 2, lingering autumn impressions
The bedroom is very basic.

An old-fashioned wooden bed, an old desk, a long bench, and a two-door wardrobe with peeling paint that can't tell its age, this is all the room.

The environment is quite satisfactory, not to mention how good it is, but it is not too bad.The only decoration is the Beach New Year picture on the wall - the mouse gets married.

Meng Qingchi wanted to buy him some new furniture several times, but he declined all of them.He was ashamed to bother others too much, and he was afraid that he would not be able to compensate for the damage, after all, he was only the temporary owner of the house.

This is his inexplicable stubbornness at a young age.

In other words, he was afraid that others would treat him too well, and he would not be able to afford it.

If it wasn't for the fact that his nerves have been a little weakened due to excessive mental stress in the past few years, hearing the sound of snoring and teeth grinding in the dormitory would easily cause insomnia all night and affect his study, he would rather live in the school dormitory than come out to mess around.

The desk has three drawers from left to right.

Lu Ann took out the key from the pocket of his trousers and inserted it into the lock, twisted it hard to the right to open the lock, then hooked his finger on the slightly rusty brass ring, and pulled it lightly, the leftmost drawer could be seen in full view.

It was full of books and exam papers.

His eyes swept over a stack of books and test papers, and Lu An calmed down and took out a yellowed book "The Ordinary World" from the bottom. Favorite reading.

The stories in the book resonated with him and have inspired him to forge ahead all these years.

Rubbing the cover with his right hand for a while, he turned the pages.

On page 20, there is 2 dollars in it.

On pages 24, 28, and 32, find out 5 yuan each.

On page 36, there is a banknote with a denomination of 10 yuan.

On pages 44 and 48, there is a banknote with a denomination of 50 hidden respectively.

Spread the banknotes in a row on the table, a total of 7 bills, totaling 127 yuan.

Putting together the 10 yuan he got just now, the cumulative amount reached 137 yuan, which was the richest deposit in his high school career.

Half of it is the "rent" contributed by Lu Xueping, and part of it is the rest after deducting food, lodging and school miscellaneous expenses from the scholarship every semester.

In addition, part of it is income from stalls.

Yes, it is a stall.

Every time he returns from summer vacation, he will bring some dried wild mushrooms from the village to the city to sell.

Because he was afraid of being ashamed and being known by familiar people, he usually stayed away from the area of ​​Guifei Lane and No. [-] Middle School, and chose to set up a stall in the west of the city on the other side of the river.

Even though he was so careful, he was once recognized by a female classmate in the class, which made him nervous for a while.

Fortunately, the female classmate didn't make any publicity afterwards, and he gradually forgot about it.

It's only 137 yuan, which is far from enough to buy a sewing machine for my sister. Lu An looked down at the money, and all the bad things in his mind automatically resurfaced.

He originally had a pretty good family, but the taste of happiness changed after only a few sips.

His old father was a top student of Wuhan University at that time. With his own efforts, he got rid of the poor status of rural people, took up the country's iron rice bowl, and was admired by the villagers.

At that time, this was a great event in the village. For this reason, an open-air movie was held in Daoguping for three nights to celebrate. All men, women and children in the village came to watch the movie with small stools.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The old father was an angry youth who lost his job due to some special reasons and was sent back to his hometown.From then on, I was depressed and frustrated, and then I got mixed up and disappeared.

His mother was originally from the city, and the two knew each other and loved each other when the old father was most promising.When her family was in decline, she chose love and followed her back to the countryside.The death of her father was a great blow to her, and she finally became ill under the dual pressure of spirit and poverty.

Lu An has an older sister, Lu Yan, who has become the pillar of the family after graduating from elementary school, taking care of her younger siblings by herself.Now working as an apprentice in a tailor shop in the town, her biggest wish is to have her own sewing machine.

The eldest sister is talented and diligent, but she is 22 years old and hasn't married yet, which is a rare thing in this era when early marriage and early childbearing are common.There were a lot of gossips from gossiping women behind her back.

It stands to reason that with Lu Yan's conditions, it is not difficult to find a man to live with. Many young men in and out of the village have expressed their love for him.But most of them were scared away by the two oil bottles of her younger brother and sister.

No one is rich these days. Every bowl of rice and every penny of expenses has to be tight, and life is miserable.Who is willing to be taken advantage of and help raise two outsiders?

Lu An's younger sister is Song Jia, who is uncle's daughter, and she is in the third year of middle school in the town this year.

I remember when my old father was still alive, one day my uncle came to the door in the middle of the night, left my younger sister, Song Jia, to my brother-in-law and sister, and left, never to return.

Later, I learned from my mother's will that my aunt was a fashionable Xiangjiang native, and later went to RB for her ideals.My uncle went to RB to look for her, but there was no news of her.

Thinking of this uncle whom he hadn't seen for many years, Lu An rarely blamed him, but sighed deeply.This uncle is not doing well in RB. For some unknown reason, the root of his right hand, which he relies on for painting, is broken.

Later Lu An asked the reason, but my uncle seemed to be very shy about it and never mentioned it to anyone.

In addition, he has two aunts, both of whom are out-and-out farmers, but they are very kind. It is because of these two aunts that the old Lu family was able to survive the most difficult period.

With the current mess at home, Lu An wants to cry but has no tears, and he doesn't have the courage to live a heroic life and start all over again.

In my previous life, I was a professor at 211 anyway, and my salary was not low.Coupled with the fact that he has painting skills, part-time paintings in middle and old age can sell hundreds of thousands or millions a year. In his spare time, he also grows flowers and walks birds, practices boxing and chess, collects rent, and teases those The charm still exists, and the little days can be as comfortable as they are.

But now, thinking about trying to fight his way out of poverty again, he felt flustered even if he thought about it for a second.

I just had a meal and drank a glass of wine with a confidante, and I didn't have time to do anything out of line. Why did God let him come back and suffer this crime?

Silently put the wallet into the pages of the book, put the book back in the drawer to its original position, locked it, and lay down on the bed.

In his previous life, he was smooth sailing and lived a relatively comfortable life, but he owed a lot to his family. Could it be that God made him reborn to make up for it?
Thinking of the older sister who was delayed and the younger sister who was about to be delayed, he felt irritated for no reason, and suddenly felt that he could no longer sit still. In this era full of rumors, one can smell the smell of money.

I have to earn money to satisfy my eldest sister’s wishes, buy her a sewing machine, prepare a dowry for her, so that she can marry in a prosperous future; Dropped out of school and went to work.

It was his lifetime regret that Song Jia dropped out of school, because her grades were really good all the time.

He was eager to make money, and he didn't want to wait any longer, but he tried his best to pick gold ingots from his memory. In 1991, he remembered a real estate in Hainan.

But Hainan is far away, and we don't have the time and capital yet.

You can't drop out of school to make money, right?
Having experienced future generations, I will naturally not be so short-sighted. Educational background may not determine a person's upper limit, but it can basically represent a person's lower limit.

What's more, a college degree these days is so precious.

Putting aside this unrealistic opportunity, Lu Ann began to analyze himself.

In my previous life, apart from my teaching job, the first part-time job I was involved in was trading stocks with my colleagues.

how to say?

It may be that he entered the industry earlier, or that he is stable, or that he is lazy. After buying stocks, he often leaves them there. As a result, he earns more than those economics professors who teach futures and stocks.

Although I have earned a lot of money, but when it comes to how superb the technology is, it does not exist, and the domestic stock market is still on trial, so the idea of ​​making money this way is temporarily unfeasible.

Stocks were not good, so he naturally thought of painting.

Influenced by his mother and uncle's family education since he was a child, Lu An has been interested in painting since he can remember, and has a high talent, but due to family reasons, he was unable to continue this hobby when he was young.

It wasn't until I became a university teacher and met a teacher who majored in fine arts at the same school that I picked up this hobby again.

When he proposed to learn painting from his friend, the friend said to him: If you rely on this to make money, I advise you not to bother; if you want to improve the overall level of painting, then you can learn from me.

Unexpectedly, he really learned a lot from this study. When his friend’s paintings were still priced at 2 to 3 a pair, he was already out of blue and better than blue. Don’t ask if the unit price is less than 50.

Of course, learning to paint is a long process, and it took him 20 years to achieve this achievement without lack of money.

It is precisely because he is familiar with painting that he deeply understands how deep the water in this industry is.

Let's put it this way, the value of a painter's paintings depends on two basic points.

One is the level of painting.

The second is fame.

Especially the second point is very important. If the artist is not well-known, no matter how high his level is, it will be difficult to sell at a good price, or even at all.

In other words, art is generally led by big bosses in the circle. If the big boss says your painting is good, it is worth money, but if it is not good, it is worthless. If you hold an art exhibition without the support of the big boss, don’t want to be famous, and you can’t do it at your own expense.

And he was able to rise to the top in this industry in his previous life. In addition to his own solid foundation, he also met noble people.

Thinking of this, Lu An was instantly discouraged, let alone fame now, he was so poor that he couldn't even afford the most common expenses of paper and pen.

Kong has a lot of skills, but he can't get cash in exchange. The more he thinks about it, the more bored he becomes, as if he is stuffed in water, so stuffy that he can't breathe.

How is this good?

Is it really like Lu Xueping who is not stingy, relying on this face that makes women unable to close their legs for food?
"Boom boom boom!"

Just when he was lying down feeling melancholy, there was a knock on the door outside the yard.

"Boom boom boom! LuAnn, open the door."

This is, this is Meng Qingchi's voice. Lu An, who was in a daze, realized at this moment, got out of bed and walked out.

Leaving the main room and crossing the yard, Lu An grabbed the crossbar latch and pulled it aside, and opened the door with a "squeak".

At this time, Meng Qingchi was standing outside the door, wearing a small green floral dress, with a soft face, a pair of sleeping hyphoenix eyes, and a goose face, like a woman in an ancient painting.

This is an extremely beautiful woman. According to the original words of Matchmaker Wu at No. 3 Guifei Lane: Meng Qingchi's character and beauty can marry a provincial cadre.

Carrying the woven bag and walking into the yard, the transparent high-heeled sandals with thin straps clicked lightly on the stone slabs. Meng Qingchi waited and watched in the yard, and the wind was calm and the flowers were fragrant for a while.

This scene is an image of autumn that LuAnn will never get rid of.

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