[Decisive Battle in the Illusion of Spiritual Cultivation] Decision [100]
"It's useless to say that. He pushed 625 and said it was decided by the school committee."
"Then your work is over, isn't it? Your aunt has been busy with this matter for several months, how can we explain it to her? We haven't given your aunt the gift money for Zhang Sibao'er yet!"
Gao Qiang was tired of hearing this kind of accusation. After all, it was all his fault, but what could he do? His mood today was really bad. Gao Qiang suppressed his anger and stood up irritably.
Go into your room and close the door.
The door opened with a clang, and Gao Qiang's father appeared at the door: "I'm talking to you!"
Gao Qiang couldn't help it anymore. He wanted to curse, he wanted to shout, but he finally shouted: "Then what do you want me to do? I have sent hundreds of resumes online. Now I am unemployed after graduating from college, not even one
There are a lot of people competing to do the work worth 800 yuan a month, what do you want me to do?"
After saying that, Gao Qiang walked quickly to the balcony. He had to take a breath. I felt like I was about to explode.
Gao Qiang's father also followed him to the balcony, and his shadow cast onto Gao Qiang, shrouding Gao Qiang in the shadows.
"Gao Qiang, you are really disappointing. I asked you to find a job in advance. You go to Internet cafes every day and steal money from your family to buy more than 500 CS mouse and mouse pads. Your mother and I look at you and beg for help every day.
Your aunt, you, what have you been doing for four years in college? What else have you done besides wearing Korean pants and playing games? What will your mother and I do when we are laid off as workers? Think about it, are you worthy of us?"
"Dad, stop talking!"
Gao Qiang couldn't bear it, so he squeezed out from the balcony, trying to find a place where he could stay alone for a while, but Gao Qiang's father blocked him.
"Let me go." Gao Qiang's voice sounded like pleading.
"Today, please speak clearly before you leave!"
"You really won't let me go?"
Gao Qiang's father burst into tears: "I, I, I - people have faces, trees have bark, you finally got into college, why don't you know how to cherish it? What will you do in the future? What will your mother and I do in the future?
Let’s do it!”
"Let me out!" Gao Qiang raised his voice. He just wanted to leave, even if it meant leaving this home and never coming back.
Gao Qiang's father suddenly slapped Gao Qiang in the face: "You unsatisfactory bastard!"
Gao Qiang covered his face and looked at Gao Qiang's father in disbelief, with tears streaming down his face.
"You really won't let me out?" Gao Qiang saw his twisted father from behind his tears. He only asked him this question. Now, he only cares about this question.
"Promise me that you will study hard in the future and do well--" It's the same old tune again!
Gao Qiang suddenly laughed miserably: "Dad, I promise, I promise, don't force me! I'm sorry for you, and I will never trouble you again!"
After saying that, Gao Qiang suddenly turned around, jumped up and jumped out from the balcony.
It took a long time before I heard a "boom" below. The sound seemed to come from a distant and hard collision.
memorial service
This is a small rented auditorium of the funeral home. It is early in the morning, and Gao Qiang's memorial service is being held here.
Now, Gao Qiang is lying in the coffin, surrounded by flowers, the walls of the room are covered with wreaths, and the coffin is surrounded by people wearing black veils. They all have something to do with Gao Qiang. Whether they are people or things, they all have something to do with Gao Qiang.
It seems a bit crude. This simplicity reminds people of a kind of pretentiousness, as if everything is fake.
Lu Tao, Hua Zi, Xiang Nan, Mi Lai, and Gao Qiang's head teacher were also among them.
Gao Qiang's mother read the eulogy while crying while holding a piece of paper: "Gao Qiang, born on December 24, 1978, male, has been smart and eager to learn since he was a child, willing to help others, respecting the elderly and caring for the young, and has excellent character. In 1985, he was promoted to the first grade of Zuo'anmen
He studied in elementary school. During his schooling, he served as deputy monitor and study committee member, and was rated as an outstanding student many times. In 1990, he was admitted to Beijing Key Middle School, Beijing No. 75 Middle School. In the past six years, he was highly praised by parents and teachers.
, won the third prize in the composition competition for middle school students, and was named the advanced individual of the invention award for middle school students three times. He was admitted to the 96th-level Architecture Department of Beijing University of Architecture and Technology with excellent results, and gloriously joined the Communist Youth League in the second year of college.
Gao Qiang was rated as an outstanding league member. Gao Qiang graduated with honors in 2000 and was awarded a Bachelor of Engineering degree by the Beijing Institute of Architecture. In June of the same year, he died in an accident at home. Gao Qiang's death was a heavy loss to Gao Qiang's family. Gao Qiang was deeply loved by his teachers during his lifetime.
, loved by parents, relatives, friends, and classmates. He is introverted, but cares about others very much. He has lofty ideals, studies hard, and often does homework until late at night--"
Lu Tao and Hua Zi looked at each other towards the south and couldn't help laughing. Mi Lai was also infected. They started laughing quietly, but later it became completely uncontrollable. They couldn't laugh out loud and had to laugh all over their faces.
They were flushed and trembling. In order not to attract criticism, they turned their backs from time to time. The head teacher glared at them, and Lu Tao kicked Hua Zi hard, but it was all to no avail. They still wanted to laugh.