C2

Boom! * Boom! * Boom! *

Early the next morning, the tractor sounded outside the door.

It was still not completely dawn. The June morning was a little cold and the crowing of chickens reminded people to wake up.

"Hoodlum, it's time to go. Hurry up and pack up, I still have some work to do." A middle-aged man in his fifties drove a tractor and stopped beside the thatched cottage.

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Uncle Jiang, wait a moment. I'm done!" Deng Fei pushed a small plate and piled up some boxes of food. "Ah Xiang, there's rice in the electric cooker, and eggs. Don't forget to eat!"

The two of them helped carry all kinds of junk onto the tractor and loaded it up. After working hard for about ten minutes, Deng Xiang also got up. He rubbed his eyes and wanted to help Deng Fei carry the trash along, but Deng Fei slapped him to the side to prevent him from touching it.

The tractor moved quickly, and Deng Fei and Uncle Jiang sat in the front.

"It's good that you don't let your brother touch anything!"

"He is a scholar, so he shouldn't touch these things. I will do the dirty work. He only needs to calm his heart and study."

"Who knows what will happen in the future. As long as A Xiang is able to study properly now, I'll take the entrance exam for a good middle school."

The two of them drove further and further away. The sound of tractors could be heard along the way. The elders opened their doors one after another to buy food and make food. They walked through the streets until the quiet village suddenly became lively.

"Uncle Liu, good morning." Coming to the junkyard, Deng Fei enthusiastically greeted him. A man in his thirties sat in a small room, sipping porridge. When the man called Uncle Liu first saw Deng Fei bring over a large bag of all kinds of junk, he thought it was just for fun. He never thought that every time Deng Fei brought over a different bag of junk, he would always bring it in by tractor. After a long time, he knew that this child was picking up trash for his younger brother to read. He was convinced by the child's perseverance and would try his best to give him a few more coins every time he settled the accounts.

"Hoodlum, you're here so early. Have you eaten breakfast? Do you want some porridge?"

"No need, Uncle Jiang still needs to go pull the bricks. Let's unload first." Deng Fei did not dare waste time as other people still had work to do.

The tractor drove away and soon disappeared.

"Uncle Liu, you decide. Just give me a bit."

"Good kid, where did you get all this? It's not bad at all!"

"Last time when there was a family member of the Fang family that moved to the city, I went to collect some!"

"Kid, your luck is pretty good. "Hey, this carton is 34 dollars and 44 dollars. I'll count it as 35 dollars. Those bottles, you'll count to 20 dollars for each bottle. 55 dollars. Count them and have a look!"

"Well, okay." Then a stack of bills, not counting, was put into a clean pink bag.

When he was seven or eight years old, he started picking up trash. Later on, when he could not pick them up, he went to every village to pick them up. His own child was around the same age as him, so how could he bear to let him go out and suffer like this!

"Hoodlum, you can't do this, you won't be able to collect trash for the rest of your life. Today, there is a new dojo in town that is recruiting. It is said to be around 800 per month, and they still have food and shelter. Do you want to take a look?"

"Really? It doesn't matter if you're not an adult, right? "

"This... "Go take a look, I'm not too clear about it." Liu Quan An thought of that dojo opening in town to recruit people, but he forgot that Deng Fei had not reached adulthood yet! Seeing how excited Deng Fei was, he felt a little awkward.

"Then I'll go take a look first, goodbye Uncle Liu." With that, he ran out of the wall.

Very quickly, Deng Fei found out where the dojo was. The place was quiet, there was no shop nearby, and the door was not even opened at seven o'clock. There was a vermillion door and a huge signboard with golden words written on it. Deng Fei paced back and forth at the door for a long time before he finally sat on the doorstep and waited.

"What are you doing sitting here? Are you here to sign up for Fist Arts? " A crisp voice came from behind Deng Fei.

Dressed in a long skirt with a face like peach blossoms, Deng Fei was dumbfounded by what he saw.

Deng Fei quickly stood up, and patted his grey "Miss …"

"Who do you call a lady?" As soon as the woman in red heard these two words, she felt a chill run down her spine. The word 'Miss' was no longer a title for her; it was not something she could learn at such a young age!

"Ah?" No, no! Sister! "Elder sister!" Deng Fei saw that the woman in red's tone was not friendly and immediately realized that there was a problem with his title and so he changed it very straightforwardly.

"What did you come here for?" It doesn't look like you're here to learn boxing, does it? "

"I heard that they are recruiting here. I'm here to apply!"

"You? Request? We are recruiting an aunt who would cook and sweep the floor! "

"I will! I will!" I know how to cook, sweep the floor, wash the clothes, I know how! "It doesn't matter even if you have less money!" Deng Fei anxiously said. Since he was young, he was the one who did the laundry and cooking, but this was the first time in a serious studio.

"I'm not sure about this, but please follow me in and fill out a form." The woman saw Deng Fei's nervous expression and did not directly refuse, leading him into the dojo.

The first floor was a large hall. The marble floor was lit up, the walls were painted snow-white, and in the middle of the hall was a six-foot-long, three-foot-wide wall. There was a long mahogany table below, a plastic signboard for the registration office, and a large stack of words written in a black and red list.

The woman in red opened a drawer in her desk and took out an application form, which she handed to Deng Fei. "Fill out the form first, I'll get someone to take a look."

How could Deng Fei have anything else in his eyes? His eyes were all on this registration form, and to him, this was his entire life! He took the pen on the table and started filling it in without looking back. Even though Deng Fei was small and had never gone to school before, he would often read his brother's book whenever he had the time, so he could read quite a few words.

"Name, Deng Fei, sex, male, date of birth, 12 June 1994, contact information, what does it mean? Let's just leave it empty for now. The address, Chivalry Town, search for a job? What was a job search? "Forget it, I'll just leave it empty for now …"

After some work, Deng Fei was finally done. His writing was very neat, making it very comfortable to read. He knew that only learning could help him rise to prominence. As long as it was about learning, he took it very seriously. Although he couldn't go to school, he had to practice writing while he was reading. Over time, he also had a good writing skill. Even Deng Xiang didn't know that his brother's writing would be so good.

"Eldest senior brother, well, it's him. He said he wants to come here to cook and sweep the floor. Tell him!"

On the stairs, a man and a woman came down. The man looked to be 18 or 19 years old, wearing a T-shirt and camouflage shorts.