Marvel Road to Survival

Chapter 153

Both his mother's phone call and his father's behavior made Qiao Qi feel helpless. He knew very well that there was no way to avoid his grandfather's eightieth birthday this time. He didn't want to go back to that home, that place that made him sad and desperate.

But it was too hard for my mother to mediate back and forth between herself and those people, and she took on too many things for herself. Although his father was always fierce and his methods were very old-school, Qiao Qi knew that it was not easy for him to be a son.

"Do you know how difficult it is for people to live what others want?" Qiao Qi leaned on the back of his chair and relaxed his body. After some mental construction of himself, he finally decided to take over the position of boss. Sometimes adults need an excuse.

"I have a large family, so many that I can't even name many elders. But I was born number one, the eldest son and grandson. In a feudal society, I am the type who inherits the family business."

"I was born in a mountain village with very inconvenient transportation. Although I am not rich, I can still live a stable and carefree life. My great-grandfather took his family to hide from the Japs and followed the refugees and took root there."

"At that time, everyone reclaimed the mountains and relied on hard work and hands to make a living. By my grandfather's generation, the world was more comfortable, and everyone built mountain roads and bridges. There were no recreational activities for rural people, and there were a lot of children."

"It was isolated from the world. There were many attempts to build roads there, but they were all abandoned due to the productivity and technical difficulties of that era. By my father's generation, there was finally a road that could use oxcarts to go to towns and villages. Only people inside can exchange materials with outsiders."

"At that time, people were still living a life of farming and raising pigs. It was very leisurely and everyone was harmonious. At that time, people had to travel over mountains and ridges to study, and no teacher wanted to come to a place like this where there was no electric light."

"Changes occurred during the years of reform and opening up, when the market economy became popular. Grandpa and his brothers opened a gold mine in the mountains. Everyone said that Lao Qiao's family was capable, and if God provided them, they could dig out gold. Only our family knew this. , The gold mine was discovered by my great-grandfather. At that time, the world did not allow private mining. It was not until my grandfather’s generation caught up with the spring breeze of reform and opening up.”

"Old Qiao's family suddenly became the emperor of the mountain village. Grandpa took the road and got the mining approval, and the place became a well-known advanced village. The Qiao family built roads, bought engineering equipment, and hired workers to produce for them. They used In ten years, we built a town in the mountains, built shopping malls, hospitals, and even built two schools in the mountain village, hiring famous teachers with high salaries."

"As long as I can remember, I have been surrounded by my relatives. Eighty percent of the families in the entire village are inextricably linked to Lao Qiao's family, either by blood or employment. And we Home is the remaining percent.”

Qiao Qi seemed to have remembered something terrible, and his voice was trembling a little: "You know, there is only one road in a village, which is the winding mountain road built by Qiao's family. There is a card set up by our family on that road. If you want to come and go freely, you must have The Qiao family’s consent”

"When mining, there will always be accidents. One thing I remember most clearly when I was a child was that the mine collapsed with more than ten people buried underneath. They filled it up."

"The police station in the village was built by the Qiao family, and the people inside were also from the Qiao family, and they were all regular workers. This matter did not spread, and everyone kept silent. Even the superiors did not know that a mining accident occurred here. The family members of the deceased were paid Sealed."

"In this secluded environment, our generation seems to be different from normal people. The law does not exist in our eyes. Only my family is called the law. It is a utopia for the Qiao family. A truly lawless place for others.”

"Ever since I was a child, I have lived like other parents' children. From talking and walking to learning to read, I am faster and better than all the children."

"I have been number one since I entered school. I get praise every time I take an exam. My parents like it very much, and my grandparents are also very proud of me."

"Old people all say: The future of Lao Qiao's family will depend on this generation, especially the boss, who will have a great future."

"Grandpa told me that not being able to play with other children would affect my studies. I can't eat what other children can eat, and I can't do what other children can do. I never watched cartoons before I moved to school. Do you believe it? "

Wen Qing was stunned. She was surprised that a boy with a quiet temperament and a sunny smile had such a childhood experience.

"We have never had a college student in our family. After the college entrance examination was resumed, my grandfather's first choice was Shuimu University. The choice he gave to my dad, my uncle, and my aunt was also Shuimu University."

"The old man always dreamed of having an intellectual from a prestigious university in his family. He accumulated wealth over time and became a local emperor. His parents also followed him after they failed the college entrance examination."

Qiao Qi fell into memories. It was a period of time like a puppet. He was manipulated by someone to control the rope of his destiny. His every move was under the control of the owner of that family.

Qiao Qi's grandfather seemed to be in a daze. He felt more and more that he had suffered the consequences of being uneducated. He thought that if he could go to college, he would not have to lead his brothers and sons to fight and rob others. Open mines and take lives and money.

He still felt inferior in his heart. The old man always wore tortoiseshell glasses and acted like an old intellectual, but he still envied those intellectuals. The old man believes that if you go to college, you can become an official, and if you become an official, you can have fame, status, and wealth. He believed that most of the money his brothers earned through hard work would be taken away by the higher-ups.

It's a pity that no one in the last two generations of Lao Qiao's family is the material for academic excellence. The old man's dedication to the two schools in Qingbei has exceeded everything else. He filled in all the choices for his son and daughter to go to the schools he dreamed of, and he only filled in those two schools. School.

As a result, no one was willing to repeat their studies and decided to follow the old man to make money. This has formed a vicious circle.

Qiao Qi has had high hopes since she was a child. As the eldest grandson, it is reasonable for him to become a college student in a prestigious university. This shows that the old Qiao family should produce talents in this generation. He can also become a symbol, letting the younger generation know that Uncle Joe's eldest grandson is a role model for everyone.

Qiao Qi's life was full of glory when he was a child. Every time the elders met, he would ask him to recite poetry, do Mathematical Olympiad questions in front of them, and even say hello to the elders in poor English pronunciation.

Whenever this happens, Grandpa's face will have a strange brilliance, his face will be red and he will be in high spirits. It seems to be saying: Look, my grandson is better than yours. My grandson can do what I can’t do.

Father is the eldest son and the one who obeys his grandfather the most. He resolutely carries out the old man's instructions and strictly supervises Qiao Qi's studies. If he fails to do his best, he will use a belt and a stick.

Only his mother would pay attention to his inner feelings, and only that great woman would make him stop holding the pen and take a rest.

Of course, Qiao Qi's happiest time was always the short time spent with his friends in the village. This was also done with his grandfather's tacit approval, and he could take tutoring lessons with a few designated children who had equally excellent academic performance.

After experiencing his father's belt and grandpa's stick countless times, Qiao Qi learned a lesson: when playing with his friends, he must do so secretly and not let his elders see him. He learned how to play marbles and make square bags, and his tumble rope skills were number one among his friends.

Looking at the adoring eyes of his friends, this is more joyful than him getting first place in the exam a hundred times.

Until that year, Qiao Qi was 13 years old and entered junior high school.

Familiar friends were separated from him and went to different classes, while Qiao Qi was placed in the so-called rocket class by his family. This was earned by his grandfather who worked hard and spent a lot of good wine and cigarettes.

That day, a transfer student was transferred to the class. Her name was Xiaomei. She was small, dark-skinned, and looked malnourished. She was carrying a super large schoolbag, and the two straps of the backpack seemed to be tight. She was breathless and wore two rustic braids.

She timidly held the corner of her clothes and stood on the podium to introduce herself. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at everyone. Her voice was like a mosquito humming, and Qiao Qi, who was sitting in the front row, could only hear it. She said she liked to draw.

Xiaomei is very good at studying. She was initially placed in the corner near the trash can by her teacher. After only two weeks, she won a position in the middle of the first row of the top student section in a test.

Xiaomei, who is usually transparent, became the focus. Her grades exceeded Qiao Qi, who ranked first in the entrance exam. The class teacher moved Xiao Mei's seat next to Qiao Qi.

Xiaomei always wears an ill-fitting floral skirt. She is too timid and never dares to look directly at Qiao Qi. Only when Qiao Qi talks to her, the girl will lower her head and answer.

Qiao Qi began to play with some children who didn't like to study. He was a day student, and his father would drive him home every day in the mine's pickup truck, rain or shine, which was what his grandfather meant.

But as the time at school grew longer, the Qiao family's supervision of Qiao Qi became less strict. He gradually learned to smoke, play games, and lie to his family and teachers along with several friends.

He can easily hide it from his teachers. Even if he gets into any trouble at school, he can always clean himself up, and there will be teachers who will endorse him in front of his family.

Qiao Qi became free and unrestrained. He began to let go of his own personality and release his psychological repression. After sitting at the same table with Xiaomei for a while, he bullied this rustic girl with ease.

During the lunch break, he used shoelaces to tie the girl’s braids to the legs of the table, pulled out the nails on her stool, and secretly stuck a note on her back.

This has become Qiao Qi's daily must-do item, and Xiaomei is not angry or annoyed with him. Always bowing his head and obeying timidly, Qiao Qi saw with his own eyes that the girl's floral skirt was torn by nails, and she still wore this skirt to class the next day.

When bullying Xiaomei became the norm, other boys in the class also joined the ranks, but the girl still would not be angry about it, and would even cooperate to make a fool of herself. When others laughed, she also laughed.

One day, a best friend told Qiao Qi that Xiaomei had no father, and her mother had moved her here alone, living in Qiao Qi's village, renting a house from an uncle of Qiao's family.

The school does not provide food, and no one dares to contract the cafeteria because of a bully from a nearby village. Each child either brings his or her own lunch or eats it outside of school.

Qiao Qi noticed that the girl would disappear for a while every day at noon, until that time he saw her behind the teacher's office building. She was drinking hot water and eating cold steamed buns.

He once mercifully brought Xiaomei a hot meal, hoping to gain the poor girl's gratitude, but the girl timidly refused, and Qiao Qi, who was bored, poured the soup on the girl's skirt.

He pawed at the toy of punishment, Jozy wanting to destroy the girl's sketchbook of true love. He took advantage of Xiaomei's break to go to the bathroom and found the old sketchbook with a yellowed sticker on the cover.

Qiao Qi saw the content in the sketchbook, which was a simple sketch of a woman who took a little girl around to different cities. The two figures are very thin and lonely, but the painting style is very warm, and the lines and tones are very soft.

In the lower right corner of each picture, there is Xiaomei’s cursive handwriting, writing about her mood and situation in a certain place and on a certain day. Qiao Qi was full of envy. This silly black girl had actually been to so many places. This was unimaginable for Qiao Qi, who had never been out of the village a few times. He once imagined that the sea was as boundless as on TV, and imagined the city at night. Is the light really as bright as the sun?

Turning back further, Qiao Qi saw a boy with short hair. The boy was squatting on the ground and tying the girl's shoelaces on the bench. The girl is still a back figure. Like the previous picture, the subject of this painting is Qiao Qi

The signature below is my first friend here

Bullying Xiaomei is still normal every day, but others no longer play pranks. No one dares to bully Xiaomei. On the afternoon when he saw the girl eating lunch, Qiao Qi beat a boy who deliberately dropped Xiaomei's drawing pencil on the ground until he cried. .

Qiao Qi said that he also wanted to draw, and pestered Xiaomei to teach him. However, after learning for a few minutes, he lost interest and threw a bunch of pencils and a stack of sketchbooks to her.

In this school, Qiao Qi cherished the air she breathed, cherished every unruly word she said, and cherished every moment she spent with her friends. He knows that this comes from his grades and the trust of his family, so that he can find respite from strict discipline.

Therefore, he never relaxed his studies. Qiao Qi and Xiao Mei dominated the rankings for a long time. The first and second places in every exam were always these two names. Mr. Qiao even organized a family dinner in his busy schedule to entertain Xiaomei and her daughter, and thanked Xiaomei for helping Qiao Qi study.

From the rocket class to the first study group, to the high school entrance examination breakthrough preparation class, Qiao Qi and Xiaomei have always been the leaders. Gradually, Xiaomei started to talk more. The master was lonely, and only the two of them could discuss and solve some difficult problems.

Qiao Qi also sketched with Xiaomei while studying. He is very talented, gets started very quickly, and his excellent mathematical foundation allows him to accurately grasp the proportions of space. However, every time Qiao Qi deliberately makes a mess of the precise line drawings, and then watches helpless Xiaomei change his drawings for him.

It was the most demure and relaxing day of his life.

Until Qiao Qi won the admission notice to the city's key high school with the highest score in the high school entrance examination. Although his grandfather could send him there no matter what his grades were, the Qiao family still hosted a banquet for guests and friends and set up a flowing banquet.

Qiao Qi was allowed to drink for the first time by his elders. He drank a lot, but he still pretended to be drunk and left the party early. Not only did he receive a notice that day, he also received a gift from Xiaomei.

The gift is a hand-painted greeting card. The folded greeting card is three-dimensional. When opened, the little man will stand up. This is the man-headed little man of Xiaomei and Qiao Qi. It is the shape of Xiao Mei hiding behind Qiao Qi.

Sixteen-year-old Qiao Qi is already very polite. Xiaomei's gift to congratulate him on his entrance into college was very thoughtful. He also prepared a gift for the girl and planned to hand it to her personally.