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Notes for the second half of 2016

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    In June, the weather was not too hot. After my father¡¯s salary was paid, my mother and I went back to our hometown in Badan to harvest wheat. The house was still rented at Wanzi Village in Beishe Town.

    At that time, I was going to register to be baptized into the Lord Jesus Christ in the church in Wujiang, and my mother reported my name in the church in Wujiang City and the church in Beishe Town.  However, the training was held in June, and the wheat in my hometown was about to be harvested in June, so my mother and I went back to harvest the wheat.  In this way, I had to wait until the next year, July 2017, to be baptized into the Lord Jesus Christ.

    After returning home, my mother and I harvested wheat and planted soybeans again. However, there was too much rain, and the soybeans were plagued by snails. So, my mother added soybeans again to remove the snail pesticides from the sprouted soybeans. Therefore, we  The time to go to Wujiang was delayed until late August of that year.

    In late August 2016, my mother and I went to Wujiang again.  My mother paid the rent a few days late, but the landlord came to urge us every day, asking when we should pay the rent for the previous two months.

    A few days later, after the rent was paid off, my mother bought an old battery tricycle to start a snack business.  But the weather in August was too hot, so we prepared, prepared, and on September 3rd, my mother and I were going back to our hometown in Badan.

    On the morning of September 3, my mother loaded all the luggage on the battery tricycle, and then we went to the landlord to settle the electricity bill of more than 100 yuan.  However, the door of the landlord's house was closed, and no one answered when he knocked on the door.  So my mother and I went to Beishe Street to buy some food, and when we came back, the landlord was not there again.  So, my mother and I went to Wujiang.

    My mother drove an electric tricycle full of luggage, and I rode that old bicycle, and we went all the way to Wujiang.

    On the way to Wujiang, my mother charged the battery tricycle several times at the fast charging place on the side of the road. After arriving in Tongli like this, it was already evening.

    At that time, I wanted to rush to Wujiang Bus Station, but when I arrived at the intersection of Yundong Avenue, it was completely dark.  My heart also panicked.  I yelled at my mother, I blamed her, but there was nothing I could do.  In short, my heart was very painful at that time.

    I don't know where to rest at night, and I won't be able to leave the next day.  I hated and complained in my heart, how could I bear this sin.  As soon as I got angry, I left my mother behind alone, and I rode my bicycle to the sidewalk over the Sanli Bridge to sit down and rest for a while.  Later, I rode my bicycle back to the intersection, and my mother was waiting for me at the intersection.  In my heart, I was very sad. I don't know why, but I was just sad anyway.

    Later, my mother and I went to the Yunli Bridge on the west side. After crossing the Yunli Bridge, my mother and I went south to Wujiang Bus Station.  Rest in an open space.

    Since I spent two nights on the streets of Wujiang in the summer of 2015, now, a year has passed, and I have to stay up all night on the streets of Wujiang again.  Sigh sigh.

    I laid a mat on the square next to the green belt and slept and rested. Mosquitoes buzzed from time to time, and the cement floor was steaming.

    One night passed, and I was going to Wujiang Bus Station, but I couldn't find a store that disposed of the battery tricycle.  So, my mother and I stayed in Wujiang for another day.  Because of the hot weather, during the day, my mother and I drove the battery tricycle with a load of luggage under the Yunli Bridge to enjoy the shade. When I was enjoying the shade under the bridge, I sat on my old bicycle and suffered.  So, when I was tired from sitting, I went to sit by the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal on the east side of the bridge and watch the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.

    That night, my mother and I went to rest on the square of the life insurance building.

    At about four o'clock in the morning, my mother and I set off for Wujiang Bus Station, and we were finally able to go home. I was very happy in my heart.

    When we arrived at the Wujiang bus station, my mother and I took out the screwdriver and pliers without saying a word, and directly disassembled the battery tricycle into eight pieces, then took out the battery and coils, and gave all the remaining iron frames to the cleaners.

    However, my worries rose again, how could I get on the bus with so much luggage in front of me.

    Alas, sigh, one after another.

    My mother and I worked hard to bring so many luggages to the station, and then bought two bus tickets to Binhai.

    Later, considering that it was not easy to get on the bus, my mother took so much luggage to the boarding point first.

    Later, a car bound for Binhai came, and the owner of the car saw that we had so much luggage, so he charged us 120 yuan for the ticket.  The mother scrambled against it, saying that she had no money.  The owner of the car said that it would cost 120 yuan for the ticket.

    like this??, my heart is sad again.

    Mother really didn't have much money, and the money was not withdrawn from the bank card.  Where can I get money here?

    After getting on the bus, my mother repeatedly scolded the bus owner. Before the bus drove, the bus owner asked the person on the bus who confiscated the tickets of the passengers who stamped tickets at the station to charge us 120 yuan for the ticket.  So, when the car drove off, the ticket collector on the car came to collect 120 yuan for the ticket, and my mother scolded the ticket collector loudly: "No money, I used to have so much luggage in the car, and I have never seen it collected."  Those who pay for the freight ticket have no money."

    The driver refused to give in, so the mother took out the money, which totaled more than sixty yuan.  The driver went back to the car without saying a word.

    When the car drove to the north of Suzhou, the ticket collector on the car said: "Okay, okay, it's only 60 yuan." So, my mother gave the 60 yuan to the ticket collector.  The conductor smiled and said to us: "Okay, I'm happy now, but I have to make up for it with the extra money."

    That car was bound for Eight Beaches. When we arrived at Binhai, we didn¡¯t get out of the car. We went directly to Eight Beaches when the car started.  It's almost there, and you don't have twenty yuan?  So the mother smiled and said, "Hey, another twenty yuan came out of nowhere, and I'll give it to you." The driver said to his mother, "It's said that urban routines are deep, but in my opinion, rural routines are not shallow either."  .¡± Both my mother and I laughed.

    In October 2016, my mother and I spent time in our hometown in Badan.

    At the beginning of November, my mother and I went to Wujiang to collect two-thirds of my father's salary.

    The next day, my mother and I went back to our hometown in Badan.

    On the bus from Wujiang back to Binhai, there was a couple sitting next to me. The woman was from Anhui, and she was talking to the man in Funing all the way. The woman had a pretty figure.  sexy.

    Throughout November, my mother and I collected soybeans at our hometown in Badan.  In December, my mother and I were planning to build a house on the east side of our house. My mother bought 2,200 hollow bricks from Binhai.

    In early and mid-December, my mother and I dug the foundation.

    In late December, the weather was too cold, and my mother and I decided not to build a house this year. My mother and I planned to start building the house again in the spring of the following year.

    On December 29th, my mother went to Badan Street to buy four steamed steamed buns and stuffing for making steamed buns. On December 30th and 31st, my mother steamed steamed buns.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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