C1 Autumn Touring

Year 2004, China SH City.

In the principal's office of Changjiang District No. 7 High School, Liu Qinglan, a handsome young female teacher, was asking the principal questions. She was wearing a blue dress with white decorative patterns around the edges, with long hair flowing down her shoulders.

Principal Li Bowen. His hair was black and white, and his face looked slightly treacherous. He was wearing a black suit that had been washed until it turned gray. Sitting on the black leather sofa matched well with the slightly wide desk in front of him.

"Principal, it's going to be National Day soon. Our class is planning a group tour."

"It's just the beginning of school, why are you going on a tour? Have you decided where you want to go? " The principal, Li Bowen, did not seem to approve of the idea.

"I want to go to the Yellow Mountain." Liu Qinglan whispered. Because Liu Qinglan herself felt a little bit guilty towards this place.

"Yellow Mountain? I'm not talking about you. You said that you took more than forty children of fifteen to sixteen years old to a place full of weird mountains and strange rocks. Can you look after them by yourself? If something happens, your job is over. Your dad is going to tear down my principal's office. " President Li's heart was unwilling to accept Liu Qinglan's suggestion.

"Principal, this is the place that the Zhou School students are unanimously asking for, there's nothing I can do about it. However, they assured me that they would all study seriously when they came back from tourism, and try to get a place in the city for next year's Chinese college entrance examination. " When Liu Qinglan saw that the principal was truly angry, she quickly added, "There will also be the other young teachers who will be teaching our class, Teacher Li Wen Yu, Teacher Wang Shan Shan, Teacher Li Chang Man and Teacher Cheng Feng. "So we have five people, and we bring nine students with us." Principal, in that case, you should agree. " Liu Qinglan pleaded.

"Well, then. Go and prepare it. " It was obvious that Principal Li couldn't bear Liu Qinglan's delicate voice begging him, and thus he compromised.

"Also, our class's Zhou Xingchen. In the past, he rarely participated in such class collective activities. This time, I want him to come as well. All the expenses will be borne by our class. " Although the Principal agreed to Liu Qinglan's request, she did not intend to leave the Principal's office immediately. She continued, "Principal, you also know that as long as a child like Zhou Xingchen has a chance to rest, he would run out and pick up trash to earn money. People gave him money for his family difficulties, but he refused to accept it. So this time I'm not sure I can persuade him to take part in the tour. I know that he has always listened to you, so help me to persuade him. "

"The life of this child, Xing Chen, sure is hard. Sigh." Since young, both your parents have died. With great difficulty, Fang Junping and Ning Xiaomei managed to adopt him and lead a few good days. But in the year before last, Jun Ping and Xiaomei both died when they encountered the mudslide in the Tibetan city of Gongkang. Fang Junping and his wife did not have much salary to begin with, so they also supported a few children who were out of school. Not much assets were left. "In the end, all that was left was a 80-square-meter house and that 20,000 yuan death compensation."

"Jun Ping and Little Mei were both orphans born, without any relatives or elders. Xing Chen was going to school, and so was Fang Shaohua, Fang Junping and his wife's son. Putting aside tuition fees, just living expenses alone were insufficient. These two children had to rely on themselves for everything. How long will that twenty thousand dollars last, you say, how long will it last? "If it wasn't for Xing Chen picking up trash to subsidize the family, they probably wouldn't even have any food to eat right now." The more President Li spoke, the more excited he became. Tears were already starting to appear in the corners of his eyes.

"Liu Qinglan was already in tears." President Li, it's time to let him participate in this trip. Zhou Xingchen had always been like this, not interacting much with his classmates. I'm afraid that if this goes on for too long it will hurt his psyche. "

"You're right. Let him take a look outside and relax a little." Then we can persuade him to accept our donations, and that will solve most of the problem. " Principal Li agreed with Liu Qinglan's words. You can go back. I'll go speak with Zhou Xingchen then. He will go. "

"..."

In the evening, in an alley in the Yangtze River district of SH city, there was a skinny boy with a height of 170 cm who was struggling to push a dilapidated bicycle. On both sides of the rear seat of the bicycle hung a white snakeskin bag covered in filth. At this time, the two bags were already filled with different kinds of bottles. The teenager kept pushing the bicycle. Every time he passed a trash can, he would stop the bike and open the lid to see if he could sell the garbage.

The name of this youngster was Zhou Xingchen, a citizen of the Yangtze River region of China's SH City. He was 15 years old this year, and was a third year (sixth grade) student of the Seventh National Male Middle School in the Yangtze River Region.

A third year student was picking up trash outside instead of studying at home. This made people want to ask, "Why is this happening?"

His father had passed away when Zhou Xingchen was 3 years old, and since he could not bear the blow of losing his husband, his mother had also passed away when Zhou Xingchen was 5 years old. Zhou Xingchen's parents were not originally from the village, and after his parents died, Zhou Xingchen no longer had any relatives in the village. From then on, Zhou Xingchen had to rely on the kindness of his people in the village to not starve to death.

When Zhou was seven, Zhou met Fang Junping and his wife, who had gone to the mountains to study. After Fang Junping and his wife had understood Zhou Xingchen's feelings, they decided to adopt him. Just like this, Zhou Xingchen followed Fang Junping and his wife to Shanghai.

Fang Junping and his wife were kind and kind, and supported many out-of-school children. To Zhou Xingchen, this was especially true. Fang Junping had a son of his own called Fang Shaohua. Fang Shaohua was two years younger than Zhou Xingchen, and he was also a smart director.

Zhou Xingchen and Fang Shaohua had gotten along very well, just like blood brothers. Just like that, six years passed. These six years were the happiest years of Zhou Xingchen's life. Fang Junping and his wife had allowed him to once again experience fatherly love and motherly love.

However, at the age of 13, Fang Junping and his wife met a mudslide while working in Tibet. On the way out, they encountered a group of students shouting for help around two children trapped in mudslides. Fang Junping and his wife went to rescue him. The two children were rescued, but Fang Junping and his wife were carried away by the mud avalanche. Finally, their bodies were retrieved from the mud at the foot of the mountain. And so they died, leaving behind the two children who had lost their parents.

Because Fang Junping and his wife were usually kind and generous, there was almost no savings left. All that was left was an 80-square-meter house and 20,000 yuan of death allowance from his parents' work unit.

According to the behavior of Fang Junping and his wife, they should be awarded the title of martyr. Unfortunately, at that time, the two children were rescued and moved home a few days later. No one else knew where they moved to. It was precisely because they could not find the two saved children that they did not have a statement. The staff member who had examined and appraised this incident insisted that this incident could not be used to determine that Zhou Xingchen's parents were brave men who stood out, nor could they be awarded the title of martyr by Zhou Xing's parents. There were so many witnesses, but none of them could prove the truth.

This matter caused Zhou Xingchen to feel a trace of resentment towards society.

Just like this, Zhou Xingchen had to live together with his brother, who was 11 years old. In order for his brother to be able to peacefully go to school, Fang Shaohua started to go out every day after school to pick up drinking bottles that had been discarded by others and sell them for money.

After Fang Junping and his wife had passed away, Zhou Xingchen's school had also learned of his situation. At that time, the entire school had raised a total of about 40 thousand yuan in cash for him, but Zhou Xingchen refused. He would rather go out to pick up trash every day after school than accept the donation.

By the time Zhou Xingchen had delivered the trash to the purchasing station, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Zhou Xingchen returned home riding on his two shabby bicycles.

He opened the door and found that the light inside was still on.

"Shaohua, is that you? Why aren't you sleeping? You still need to go to school tomorrow." After closing the door, Zhou Xingchen started shouting.

"Then why haven't you slept yet? You also have to go to school tomorrow." Just as Zhou Xingchen was about to take off his dirty clothes, he heard voices coming from behind him.

"Grandpa Li, why are you here?" The stars in the sky all called Li Bowen Grandpa Li.

"Didn't I come to see you?" Shaohua is already asleep, be quiet. " Li Bowen said in a low voice.

"Grandpa Li, if you have something to say, just say it. If Grandpa Li can wait until now, I know that something must have happened."

"Brat, you're a ghost spirit." Brat, you're a ghost spirit. This time, your class's Teacher Liu is planning a trip to Huangshan, and wants me to persuade you to join as well. " Li Bowen said.

"I'm not going. I don't have money, and I still have to take care of Shaohua."

"The money will be paid by the class. You don't have to worry, Shaohua. On the day you go out to play, I'll pick him up and bring him to my house. I guarantee that he won't get hungry. That should be fine, right?" Li Bowen said.

"I still don't want to go."

"Brat, can't you be at ease if Shaohua goes to my place? How can you be so unsociable with other students? If you keep on behaving like this, you will become self-contained. " Li Bowen became angry and sat on his chair, blowing his beard and glaring at him.

Zhou Xingchen hesitated. It was very rare for Grandpa Li to ask him to do something like this. " All right, I'll take it. But you have to take good care of Shaohua for me. " Zhou Xingchen still agreed.

"Stinky brat, do you still not believe me? Am I that failed? Shi Feng will go as well. I know he has the best relationship with you. That's it, I'll go first. "This old man has to stay asleep, otherwise, he will age faster!"

Clang! Li Bowen closed the door and left.

Shi Feng, Zhou Xingchen's classmate from junior high. Mentioning Shi Feng, Zhou Xingchen felt a trace of warmth in his heart. The care and concern Shi Feng had always given him was akin to that of a big brother.

Zhou Xingchen still remembered how he was thirteen years old that year, and had just entered the first year of university. Back then, he was not very familiar with Shi Feng. He had only met Shi Feng a few times in the class.

One time, he went out to pick up trash. The harvest was quite bountiful. He picked up two large bags of various beverage bottles. It was already dark by then, and Zhou Xingchen was using his old bicycle from the second-hand market to carry two large bags in the direction of the billing station. The bag was large and heavy. The thin body of a 13-year-old was still very difficult to push.

At that time, Zhou Xingchen just happened to be passing by while riding his white Brother Ya's electric bicycle.

"Zhou Xingchen, did you pick all of this up?" I'll carry a bag for you. " Seeing Zhou Xingchen struggling to push away two large bags of goods, Shi Feng spoke with a simple and honest expression.

"No need, I can do it myself." Zhou Xingchen refused. Just by hearing the voice, he knew it was his classmate, Shi Feng. The two of them had just entered the first day of the competition, so he did not have much understanding towards Shi Feng. Plus, he knew that Shi Feng's father was the Deputy Chief of the Land Management Office of the Yangtze River Region in SH City. Zhou Xingchen did not have a good impression of those high ranking officials' descendants. Therefore, Zhou Xingchen did not wish to have much contact with Shi Feng.

"I'll help you carry a bag, don't be so polite with me, students." Shi Feng ignored Zhou Xingchen's objections, directly carrying a bag and placing it on his pure white electric bicycle. The customer did not mind the stain on the trash bag on his white shirt. He pushed the cart and said to Zhou Xingchen, "Now, each of us has a much easier bag to carry." Zhou Xingchen could only helplessly accept Shi Feng's help. Just like this, the two of them continued to chat as they went to the purchase station.

This incident had greatly improved Zhou Xingchen's opinion of Shi Feng.

Another time was because Zhou Xingchen was young, and his looks were also pleasing to the eye. Many old kind-hearted people packed the things they did not want early, not even taking any money when Zhou Xingchen came to pick up the trash. This allowed Zhou Xingchen to return almost every time he left the academy with a great load on his head. It also made his raggedy colleagues extremely excited.

Finally, on the night of the same day, he was changed into a small alley and attacked with punches and kicks.

On that day, Shi Feng happened to pass by that place. Seeing Zhou Xingchen being surrounded and beaten up by a group of people, Shi Feng rushed over without hesitation, using his body to block Zhou Xingchen's path.

"You can't do this to him. He is a martyr's child." Shi Feng used his body to block Zhou Xingchen's fists and legs, shouting loudly.

"Stop, all of you stop." Among the numerous scavengers, a muscular man with a black tiger tattooed on his arm heard Shi Feng's words. His hands and feet visibly slowed down. He shouted, "All of you, stop! Let this brat explain himself!"

At this moment, Shi Feng no longer knew what fear meant. He ignored the gazes of everyone, cupping his hands together, saying, "Brother, how should I address you?"

"Everyone calls me Brother Hu, the most famous Black Tiger in this area is me." "Hei Hu said proudly." Kid, have you made it clear that he is the child of a martyr? "

Shi Feng did not directly answer Black Tiger's question. Instead, he asked, "Big Brother Black Tiger, do you know why my classmates pick trash?"

"Money? What else can I do for it?" A dark skinned fellow beside the black tiger said disapprovingly.

"For money." Shi Feng replied, "It's for the tuition and living expenses of him and his little brother. Almost all of their livelihood was earned by him when he picked up trash. He's only thirteen years old. "

"So he's a really poor student." Black Tiger fiercely glared at the dark skinned youth beside him and said. Go on. " At this moment, the Black Tiger felt regretful. The dignified Black Tiger led a group of people to besiege a poor student who had no background and lived off of trash. If the people on the streets knew about this, what face would he, the Black Tiger, have in the future? He scolded in his heart: "He scolded me. He went back and took care of these brats. He actually told me that he was sent by Boss Linjian to trample on them." You caused me to personally lead the team, making you lose a lot of face. "

Shi Feng did not know what Black Tiger was thinking at this moment. He continued, "Just last year, the two brothers still had their father and mother who doted on them, living a carefree life. Just six months ago, his parents encountered a mudslide while working in Tibet. They came across a group of students shouting for help around two children trapped in mudslides. His parents had been rescued, his two children rescued, but he, Zhou Xingchen's parents, had been taken away by the mudslide. Finally, their bodies were retrieved from the mud at the foot of the mountain. And so they died, leaving behind two children who had lost their parents. "

Shi Feng adjusted his excitement for a moment before continuing, "Big Brother Black Tiger, do you think they are martyrs? His parents were not well-paid and kind. A number of out-of-school children were supported to return to school. After their deaths, the only things left for the two brothers were a 80-square-meter house and the death allowance that his parents' work unit had granted them. I was the same age as him, so I knew very well that they wanted to go to high school like me, wanted to go to college, wanted to become a useful person in the future. But what was the current tuition fee? How long would twenty thousand dollars last for the two of them? It was because of this that Zhou Weiqing had taken all his free time to pick up trash and subsidize his household. Honestly, I admire him. He would let his younger brother study at home peacefully while he took on all the burdens at home. He's only thirteen years old. "

Shi Feng could no longer control his emotions. Tears welled up in his eyes. Hearing others talk about his parents again, Zhou Xingchen couldn't help but crouch on the ground and cry softly. Some of the people Black Tiger brought with him also started crying.

It was obvious that Black Tiger had also been infected. He changed from his previous aggressive attitude and said, "Logically speaking, the two children of the martyrs should be helped by the government. Why did they end up like this?"

Shi Feng immediately became extremely angry when he heard this. He said, "Unfortunately, the two rescued children returned home only a few days ago before their entire family moved away. Others also do not know where they moved to. It was precisely because they could not find the two saved children that they did not have a statement. The staff member who had examined and appraised this incident insisted that this incident could not be used to determine that Zhou Xingchen's parents were brave men who stood out, nor could they be awarded the title of martyr by Zhou Xing's parents. There were so many witnesses, but none of them could prove it. "

"F * ck, how is there even justice in this? What kind of bastard gave a verdict? F * ck!" "Does he have a common sense?" Black Tiger scratched his head with his right hand and cursed while shaking his upper body.

The originally dull anger was scattered quite a bit by Black Tiger's hilarious actions. Shi Feng thought to himself, "What does this have to do with public morals?"

Black Tiger lightly propped up Zhou Xingchen, who was squatting and sobbing, and used his hand to lightly brush away the dust on Zhou Xingchen's body. He said: "Little Brother Zhou, this time it was Big Brother and I who were in the wrong. I'm here to show you my humility. From now on, this piece of land is your territory, pick up the trash first. Anyone who has trouble with you will have trouble with my Black Tiger. "

"Don't be like this, I only have time to pick up trash every morning and after school." Zhou Xingchen was obviously not used to this sort of situation.

Black Tiger turned around and shouted to his men, "We came out to mess around, the word 'loyalty' is most important. We can't rob the martyr's children of their lives. They went valiantly. We can't let others worry about their children in the Underworld. Therefore, you can only pick up this piece of trash after Brother Zhou has picked it up. Do you hear me? "

"Yes." The sound was very loud.

The Black Tiger patted Shi Feng's shoulder, saying, "Little Brother, you're not bad too. A spirit of loyalty, a sense of justice. There are so many of us, yet you still dare to charge over. You're both good. "That's right."

Black Tiger waved his hand at his subordinates and said, "Let's go back." He then brought his subordinates and disappeared into the alleyway.

The attacks of Black Tiger's group weren't too heavy. Although Zhou Xingchen and Shi Feng had a few pieces of Cyan and Purple Qi on them, they didn't injure their tibia. The two of them supported each other as they headed back to Zhou Xingchen's house in silence.

The two of them sat facing each other without saying anything.

"How do you know?" Just as Shi Feng was about to open the door and return, Zhou Xingchen finally could not resist asking. Zhou Xingchen was very curious as to how Shi Feng knew about his parents.

"Shi Feng knows that Zhou Xingchen is asking about his parents." There are a lot of people who know about your parents, and everyone is angry that they haven't been treated fairly. My father was one of them. " "Yes." Shi Feng replied. "Have a good rest. We're still having lessons tomorrow, so I have to go back. It's already very late." Shi Feng made a gesture to leave, closing the door and leaving.

This incident caused Zhou Xingchen to have complete trust in Shi Feng, and Shi Feng also became his best friend.