The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

"Everyone is gone, what are you looking at?" Song Wei stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yan Xinyuan's eyes.

He seemed to have just withdrawn from the game just now, and he turned around and grabbed his friend's arm.

"Go and ask me, what's the name of the girl in the gray dress in Chengnan No. 1 Middle School?"

"Hey, you don't have a long mouth yourself?"

"Isn't this a game played in your school? Isn't it easy for you, a teacher of this school, to find out something."

"That's right, a meal."

"Okay, let's eat now."

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The milk tea shop at the school gate.

Zhou Mu dipped a cotton swab in iodine, and carefully approached Jian Changnian's injured elbow, trying to clean the wound for her but dared not.

Still, Jian Changnian couldn't bear to see it any longer, and reached out to take it, disinfecting it without changing his face.

Although Zhou Mu has a hot-tempered personality, he is very easy to soften his heart. Seeing her like this, his eyes are slightly red.

"I'm sorry, Chang Nian, if I hadn't insisted on asking you to play, you wouldn't have been injured."

Jian Changnian threw the used cotton swabs into the trash can. She didn't feel the injury, but after looking at it today, even though the two of them were covered in mouths, they couldn't tell, and they might end up with Cheng Zhen.

Moreover, she originally wanted to stand out for Zhou Mu, but who knew that she didn't succeed, and instead was treated as a standout bird, so she was beaten up and lost so badly.

"I'm fine, I just can't help you..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Mu's face was a little sad, but seeing her friend hurt like this, she forced a smile to encourage her, holding a straw in mid-air and gesticulating vividly.

"I think you've done a great job! That corner hook, that push straight line, that point kill! I'm so stupid! You didn't hear how loud the audience was! The two of us are so strong! If the opponent has scored a point, maybe he can draw with her with more practice."

Thinking of the match just now, Xie Shi'an's figure came to mind, and her wound ached again.

Jian Chang thought about it, but still felt something was wrong. How could a school team player have a professional level.

For the first time in her life, she felt a strong curiosity towards a stranger who had only met once.

Jian Changnian licked her lips: "Um... do you have your mobile phone?"

Zhou Mu rummaged out of his schoolbag with all his hands and feet.

"Bring it, bring it, do you want to call home?"

Jian Changnian's family conditions were not good, and a mobile phone was still a luxury for her at the time, so sometimes she would borrow Zhou Mu's mobile phone to call her grandma.

Who knew Jian Changnian shook his head: "No, let's check her."

If it is a professional player, there should be some news reports or something.

When she said this, Zhou Mu also became interested.

The two heads came together.

"Thank... shi? Which shi?" Zhou Mu muttered while typing.

Jian Changnian also frowned, he just knew that he was called "Xie Shi'an", but he didn't know what words it was.

She thought for a while: "Forget it, let's try one by one."

Zhou Mu pressed the button without looking back.

"It's strange, you seem to be very interested in her."

Jian Changnian choked for a moment: "I... did you find it?"

Zhou Mu typed several homophones in succession, but they couldn't find them.

"No, which one are these many words?"

While the two were talking, the clock passed twenty-two o'clock unknowingly, and the clerk came to collect the cups and was about to close.

Zhou Mu suddenly raised his head: "It's terrible, it's terrible, I have to go back to school, and the door of the dormitory will be closed later."

Jian Changnian pulled him up and ran: "Then hurry up!"

She is a vocational school, and the management is very loose. Zhou Mu is different, and maybe she will have to face a review.

The two parted at the intersection.

Zhou Mu waved at her panting.

"Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, we will be waiting for you to go home together at the gate of the school."

Jian Changnian also stood under the street lamp and waved goodbye to her.

"Okay, don't sleep and forget to keep me waiting for a long time."

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A fly tavern by the side of the road.

"Come, come, do one!"

The two plastic cups collided, and the hops overflowed. Yan Xinyuan raised his head and drank it in one gulp, and filled it up for him and Song Wei respectively.

Before the food came, Song Wei's phone rang.

"Hey, yes, I'm with Lao Yan, no, I didn't drink, really, I'll go back and bring you a barbecue later."

This should be talking to my wife.

It was inconvenient to smoke at school just now, and Yan Xinyuan was addicted to smoking. He took out his old pipe from his pocket, tapped it on the table, filled it with shredded tobacco, lit it, and took a deep puff. He was interested in listening to him and his family. say.

After a while, the child's voice came from the receiver again: "Dad, when are you coming back?"

"Chenchen, good boy, you go to bed first, dad will be back in a while, wake up and dad will take you to the playground tomorrow."

"Okay, you are a happy family now, enjoying the family happiness."

After putting the child to sleep, Song Wei hung up the phone. Although he was complaining, there was an unstoppable smile on his face.

"What kind of family happiness, you don't know how annoying children are when they are naughty."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that it was wrong, but it was too late to take them back.

Although Yan Xinyuan didn't say anything, his expression was slightly lonely.

The waiter just happened to bring the food.

"Here comes the fried screw you want!"

Song Wei found a way to talk about it.

"Come, come, don't patronize smoking! Try this fried screwdriver, it's authentic, spicy and delicious!"

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, several wine bottles were overturned on the table.

Song Wei thought for a while, and refilled a glass for him.

"I shouldn't have said this, but you and I have known each other for many years, and I want to see you live well."

Although Song Wei was in Jiangcheng, they were all in the same circle. He had also heard a little about Yan Xinyuan's work in the national team.

If he was really as free and easy as he appeared on the surface, he would not have left the national team.

Song Wei tentatively asked: "Old Yan, have you ever thought about finding another one? It's been so many years, and Mingming... We are not too young. When we can't hold a racket or walk, someone has to take care of us." No. If you want, I'll ask my family to keep an eye on you..."

Yan Xinyuan waved his hand, picked up the plastic cup and drank it down again, motioning for him to add some more.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it, I...I don't want that now."

After drinking a few bottles of beer, Yan Xinyuan's face flushed, and his eyes began to wander.

Song Wei covered his cup.

"You can't drink any more."

"I can drink, I can drink, hiccup, today... happy!"

"Full, full...full."

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On Saturday, Jian Chang read it early in the morning. Looking at the sun outside, she washed yesterday's clothes and hung them on the balcony. By the way, she also took the quilt and pillows out to dry in the sun.

After finishing all these, it was still early, so I swept the dormitory again, took the garbage downstairs, and then went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast.

"Auntie, two white steamed buns."

There was a soft beep, and the meal card was swiped on the machine, showing a balance of 9.46.

Jian Changnian's monthly living expenses are only 200 yuan, an average of 50 yuan a week. The 50 yuan covers her food and other living expenses, so she has to save some money, and steamed buns are the cheapest in the cafeteria. Yes, it can satisfy your hunger, and mix it with a little chili sauce made by grandma, which is very popular with her.

She saved another ten yuan this month, and when she returns home this week, grandma will be able to give her a little less living expenses.

Thinking of this, the boy took the bag handed over by the aunt in the cafeteria, raised the corners of his lips, and almost bounced away.

The cafeteria aunt behind her shook her head and murmured to her colleagues: "I can see her buying steamed buns almost every day since the beginning of school..."

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This week, Zhou Mu was finally on time. Not long after Jian Changnian stood at the gate of No. 1 Middle School, she saw her running out with her schoolbag on her back.

"Let's go, Chang Nian, go home, let me tell you, I miss my mother's braised pork, tamales, and stir-fried pork..."

"Come on, let's read the recipe."

People who only ate two big white steamed buns for breakfast couldn't hear this, so they turned their heads and left.

Zhou Mu chased after her and grabbed her shoulders from behind.

"Hey, if my mother asks you, why did I go on Friday and why didn't I go home..."

"Stay in the library and study for papers."

Zhou Mu poked her stomach and smiled broadly.

"Children can be taught."

"Fuck you." Jian Chang read the gossip Shadowless Claw and went back for revenge.

The two were arguing as they walked.

"Hey, if your grandma asks me, what should I say?"

"You can make it up whatever you want, she will believe anything she says anyway."

"Why are you still holding a badminton racket when you go home?"

"Take it home to play. I'm not like someone. I don't take my homework, but take some dirty clothes home for my mother to wash."

"You, you... When did I ask my mother to do my laundry? I'm in high school now! Stop, don't run!!"

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Going home every week is the happiest and most relaxing time for Jian Changnian. After helping her grandma with the farm work, she can go to the village to play badminton. When she sparred, she tied the badminton with a rope to the big banyan tree beside the open space.

When the wind blows, she hits back with a bang, and the inertia swings again, and she hits back again, starting from the time when grandma picked up the racket from the garbage dump when she was ten years old, and it went on and on until she was fifteen years old.

As the sun sets, smoke rises in the curling twilight.

Grandma came to the entrance of the village and asked her to go home for dinner.

Jian Chang responded, untied the badminton, and ran over in a hurry.

Sometimes I don’t have enough money to buy books and books, so I don’t have enough money to take the bus. It’s rare for her to go home, and my grandma always cooks something delicious. I went to the butcher shop at the entrance of the village to buy some leftover pork. The fat meat was used to extract oil, and the lean meat was fried into vegetables and put into her bowl.

Jian Changnian wolfed down some of the meat in her bowl and gave it to grandma.

"Grandma, you eat too."

"Hey, okay, you eat a little more, if you don't have enough."

"Enough, enough."

Jian Chang finished sweeping the rice and vegetables in the bowl like a whirlwind, burped, ran over and put the empty bowl into the pot, and said vaguely.

"Grandma, please wash the dishes today, I'm going to the village committee to watch TV!"

As soon as the words fell, people had already ran out of the courtyard gate.

Grandma shook her head helplessly: "My child, come back soon after watching."

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"Friends from the audience, welcome to CCTV-5, the Central Sports Channel, and now we are broadcasting the men's singles final of the 2011 London World Badminton Championships—"

Panting, Jian Changnian broke into the door just in time.

"Yo, little Jane is here."

Shuigou Village is remote, and only a few of them can afford color TVs. The village committee still distributes it from above, and they can only watch a few CCTV channels at ordinary times. There are not many entertainment activities in the small mountain village, so after dinner, It has also become one of the gathering places for villagers.

Jian Changnian greeted a few familiar uncles and aunts, then moved a small bench and sat down to watch the game.

She was so focused when watching the game, more serious than any of her professional classes.

When the Chinese players won, she applauded and cheered like everyone else.

Once the situation fell into a headwind, she would frown again, purse the corners of her lips, and clenched her fists tightly, as if she was the one playing the game.

The elders watching laughed.

"Look, our little Jane, we watch the game seriously and play badminton well, so we should become athletes!"

Facing everyone's ridicule, Jian Changnian blushed and said shyly.

"I...how can I..."

Looking at the energetic young contestants on the screen, Jian Changnian felt a sense of envy from the bottom of her heart.

Wearing the red flag and going out for the country is as far away as something in a dream.

"This is destined to be a match full of twists and turns but wonderful. The world's No. 1 vs. World No. 2 Lin Li fought. After falling behind by one round, the Chinese player Lin Dan fought hard to catch up and pulled back one after another in the last round. Two match points, won the fourth World Championships in his career, and the first four-time champion in the history of the World Championships! Let us congratulate Lin Dan!"

The commentary on the screen spoke passionately, and the two contestants gave each other a big hug.

Jian Changnian, who was outside the screen, was affected by such an atmosphere, and clapped vigorously, his eyes slightly wet.

That night, Jian Changnian had a dream, dreaming that she was standing on the highest stage in the world.

She swung her racket and fought hard. The audience roared like a tsunami, and her opponent raised her head and looked at her with burning eyes.

"My name is Xie Shi'an. Is it necessary to play a match that has no suspense?"

Jian Changnian woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat, and her heart was beating violently.

She swallowed her saliva, looked outside, and saw a few rays of sunlight sprinkled on the ground through the window, it turned out that it was already dawn.

After lunch she was ready to go back to school.

Grandma packed her schoolbag for her, and stuffed some thick clothes into it.

"The season will change soon, dress warmly and don't catch a cold."

"Okay, grandma, I'll do it myself, you sit and rest." Jian Changnian took over the work from grandma and tidied it up by herself.

But grandma couldn't be free, so she went to the pickle jar in the kitchen and filled some ready-made pickles, packed them in clean drink bottles, put them in plastic bags and stuffed them into her bag.

"Last time you said that the chili sauce is delicious, but you haven't had time to make it after eating it. This pickle is the leftover pickled vegetables that were cooked and sold in the field a while ago. There is also pickled meat in it, which is finely chopped into shreds. You I love to eat, I will decorate more for you, and I will also give it to your classmates."

As the grandma said, she closed the zipper of her schoolbag, took out a stack of ten-cent bills from her coat pocket, and carefully counted the ones with the largest denominations.

Three ten yuan, four five yuan, rounded up and stuffed into her hand.

"Come on, take it. If you don't have enough living expenses for next week or buy some study materials, you can call and grandma will deliver them to you."

Jian Changnian saw that grandma's hands shaking more and more when holding things, she threw herself into grandma's arms as soon as she felt hot, borrowed the clothes on grandma's chest, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered.

"Grandma, don't be so tired, do less needlework, it's bad for your eyes. I'm not short of money at school, so take care of yourself, don't let me not be at home, you don't even put oil in the cooking..."

Grandma stroked the top of her hair, with a gratified smile on her wrinkled face.

"As long as we are promising, grandma is willing to do anything."

Only in front of grandma, Jian Changnian can let go of all the masks pretending to be mature, revealing the soft, mischievous, innocent and lively childishness inside.

"When I work in the future, you don't have to farm Tanner soles anymore. We will move to the city together and live in a big house. I will buy you beautiful clothes and a car so that I can drive you when I am on vacation. Let you play around. You drink tea every day, listen to the radio, dance with the old men and old ladies downstairs, enjoy the happiness..."

Grandma laughed from ear to ear.

"Okay, okay, grandma, wait for that day."

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It was only when Jian Chang was in school that she remembered that the quilt that was drying on the balcony had not been confiscated when she left yesterday. She slapped her head suddenly and trotted back to the dormitory.

Back in the dormitory, everyone else came back. Seeing Jian Changnian coming in, the few people who were talking and laughing just now fell silent, lowered their voices, whispered, winked, and didn't know what they were talking about.

Jian Changnian ignored them, and went straight to the balcony. Her bed was the lower bunk next to the balcony door, the innermost position in the entire dormitory.

When passing by her bed, she was startled suddenly, the quilt that she thought was still drying on the balcony was folded and placed on the bed.

Yuanyuan on the opposite bed jumped down and said, "I want to dry my clothes, there is no room, so I put your quilt in first."

Jane Changnian glanced at her and said nothing.

It was the same girl who hit her first came over last time.

"Why are you like this? Others help you put away the quilt without even saying thank you. No wonder no one is friends with you."

Jian Changnian is not a particularly vengeful person, and she also remembers what her grandma told her to have a good relationship with her classmates, but after all, there was a fight last Friday, and she was a little awkward.

She turned her back, intending to make the bed, and said "thank you" softly.

The two looked at each other, with a malicious smile on the corners of their round lips, and then pressed down hard, trying to make themselves look more friendly.

"What are you packing? It's time for evening self-study. There is a class meeting tonight. If you are late, you will be deducted class points."

Afraid of what to come, the bell for the evening self-study also rang, and everyone else left the dormitory one after another.

"Let's go, come back later and clean up."

Jian Chang thought about it, put down what she was doing, took out a few books from her schoolbag, turned around and ran towards the teaching building.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening for self-study next night, Jian Changnian went back to the dormitory to wash up, and when she was about to go to bed, when she touched the quilt, she was stunned.

wet.

She turned the entire quilt over in disbelief, and there was a large water stain in the center of the quilt, as if someone poured water on it on purpose.

"I want to dry my clothes. There is no room, so I put your quilt in first."

Jian Chang thought of what Yuanyuan said, trembling with anger, turned her head suddenly, and stared at Yuan Yuandao who was sitting on a chair opposite and applying skin care products.

"Why is my quilt wet? Is it you..."

Yuanyuan shrugged without looking back.

"Then I don't know, maybe it was raining last night and I got wet."

As soon as she finished speaking, several people in the dormitory snickered.

Jian Changnian blushed: "It didn't rain at all last night!"

Yuanyuan let out a "hiss", put down the cosmetics in her hand, and turned her head, her tone was rather impatient.

"Then what do you mean? Do you mean I did it? Do you have any evidence? You can't help someone."

"That's right, who knows what's going on, but Yuanyuantou is the one to blame."

"We were all there when Yuanyuan came back, but we didn't see her splashing water on your quilt."

"I don't know when it was done."

"Maybe you wet the bed yourself."

Everyone else laughed.

Jian Changnian stood here, blushing, clenched his fists, helpless.

She knew that even if it wasn't caused by Yuanyuan, it had something to do with her, or it could be said that it had something to do with everyone in the dormitory.

Seeing their mouths opening and closing, telling some lies, Jian Changnian only felt disgusted, extremely disgusted.

Fury building up in her chest, she blurted out and yelled, "You bullshit!! I've never wet the bed!"

"The lights are off, and you're still not sleeping, what's the fuss about!" When the stalemate was going on, the housekeeper aunt opened the door and came in, shouting loudly.

A glimmer of hope welled up in Jian Changnian's heart, and he opened his mouth.

"Auntie, I..."

The steward frowned and interrupted her.

"Why is it you again? You were the one who got into a fight last week. You're an adult and you don't get along well with your classmates. You're all under the same roof and you don't see each other when you look up. Look for problems from yourself, and take a step back if there is any friction. It's over."

Yuanyuan quickly stood up and said, and even stuffed two of the big apples she brought from home for the auntie in charge.

"Yes, yes, auntie is right. I am the head of the dormitory. Let the students do their thing. Turn off the lights, let's all go to sleep, and let auntie rest."

Auntie Suguan had a smile on her face, and walked away contentedly with the apple.

"If you are as sensible as you, I can worry less."

Everyone else climbed into bed one after another.

"sleep."

The roommate closest to the light turned off the light.

The dormitory was pitch black, leaving only Jian Changnian standing in the darkness silently hugging the quilt, with slightly red eyes.

Jian Changnian slowly climbed onto the bed, turned the quilt over, and curled up into a ball, covering only the corner that wasn't wet.

She hugged the pillow and sniffed.

Jane often thought about it, she missed her grandma a little bit.

Even though it wasn't long before I left home.

This kind of thought was present almost every day during these days, but this night became more intense and longer and more difficult.

Two years, as long as she survives these two years, leaves here, and works, then no one can bully her when she earns money, and grandma doesn't have to work so hard anymore.

With such thoughts in mind, Jian Chang secretly encouraged herself, and slowly closed her eyes in an awkward posture.

It's just that she didn't expect that within two years, the opportunity to leave would come soon.

It was a Tuesday afternoon.

She was in the classroom when someone knocked on the door and came in.

"Jane Changnian, who is Jian Changnian?"

The teacher who taught the class was also stunned. The grade director came to call in person. It must be something serious, so he quickly waved to her.

"Student Jian, classmate Jian, I'm calling you, get up quickly."

Jian Chang stood up without understanding.

The grade director glanced up and down at her.

"Come out, I have something to find you."

Jian Changnian touched his nose, thinking.

"What's the matter? She paid her tuition for this semester."

When she got out of the classroom door, she found another man standing in the corridor, probably in his fifties, wearing a gray sportswear, a little bald, and although his temples were covered with white hair, he looked hale and hearty .

Jian Changnian was taken aback for a moment, but the man's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he walked over in stride.

"Well, you are Jian Changnian, right? My name is Yan Xinyuan. I saw you playing badminton in the gymnasium of Jiangbei No. 2 Middle School that day..."

When it came to the gymnasium that day, Jian Changnian unconsciously took a step back, became alert, and interrupted him.

"I don't know you, what can you do for me?"

Neither denying nor admitting, this child is probably not easy to speak in front of his teacher, after all, it is disgraceful to pretend to be an impostor.

Yan Xinyuan made up his mind and looked at the grade director.

"Director, look, I want to have a few words with this child alone. After all, it depends on her opinion."

"All right, all right, this is a good thing, student Jian, you have to seize this opportunity well."

The grade director smiled and left, leaving Jian Changnian standing there in a daze.

Just when the bell rang for the end of class, people in the classroom swarmed out, and the corridor was noisy and crowded.

Yan Xinyuan looked downstairs, only a few boys were playing on the playground.

"Don't be afraid, it's a good thing, let's go over there and talk about it."

The people in the nursing class were also out of class, and Yuanyuan saw Jian Changnian at a glance across most of the corridor.

She frowned: "The one next to her is not the teacher of our school?"

"No." The companion also looked carefully and shook his head.

"I heard that the grade director brought it to Jane Chang to read it."

Yuanyuan suddenly became interested, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Go, ask the auto repair class to see what's going on."