Missing my brother Wei Wei and I have not seen each other for more than a month, and the last thing I can’t forget is his back. During the holiday that year, we were about to resume our studies, and we had very little contact with each other. It was a day when misfortunes never come singly. I went from the second middle school to the first middle school, and I planned to follow him for a walk. When I went to Wei's house to see him, I saw the apricot trees in the courtyard and remembered the past, and I couldn't help but shed tears. Wei said, "What happened has happened, don't be sad. Fortunately, there is always a way out!"
He went home and sold his waste to repay the shortfall himself; he also borrowed money to pay for travel expenses. These days, the family situation is very bleak, half for travel expenses, and half for being able to see him. After preparations are completed, I will go to school to find a job, and Wei will follow me, so we will go together.
When we arrived at school, we walked around with Wei and stayed for half a day; we had to walk to the door in the afternoon and wait at the door in the afternoon. Because Wei was busy with work, he had decided not to see me off and asked a familiar friend from the guard to accompany me. He repeatedly told his friends, very carefully. But he finally felt uneasy, fearing that his friend would be inappropriate; he hesitated for a while. In fact, I was already twenty years old at that time and had already been to the new school two or three times, so it didn't matter anymore. He hesitated for a while and finally decided to send me off together. I tried to persuade him two or three times not to go; he just said, "It doesn't matter, it's not good for them to go!"
We arrived at the place and entered the school. I looked for the teacher, but he was busy having fun. There were so many classmates that I had to tip the doorman before I could pass. He was busy negotiating the price with them again. I was really too smart at that time, and I always felt that what he said was not very beautiful, so I had to interrupt myself. But he finally agreed on the price and walked me in. He picked a chair by the door for himself; I covered him with his purple fur coat. He asked me to be careful on the road and to be alert when entering the house so as not to catch cold. I also asked the doorman to take good care of me. I secretly laughed at his tortuousness; they only recognized money, and it was nothing to support them! And for a shrewd person like me, can’t I still take care of myself? Well, now that I think about it, I was so smart back then!
I said, "Brother, let's go." He looked across the street and said, "I'm going to buy some oranges. You stay here, don't move around." I looked over there. There are several sellers waiting for customers outside the school fence. When you get out the door, you have to cross the road, jump off the sidewalk and climb up again. Wei is a fat man, so it would be more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. I saw him wearing a black cloth cap, a large black cloth mandarin jacket, and a dark blue cloth cotton robe. He staggered to the side of the road and slowly leaned down. It was not a disaster. But it was not easy for him to cross the road and climb onto the sidewalk over there. He clung to it with both hands and retracted his feet; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing an effort. At this time I saw his back, and my tears flowed down quickly. I quickly wiped away my tears, fearing that he would see me and others would see me. When I looked outside again, he had already hugged the scarlet orange and walked back. When crossing the road, he first scattered the oranges on the ground, then slowly lay down, then picked up the oranges and walked away. When I got here, I quickly went to pull him. He and I walked to the school gate and put all the oranges in my pocket. So I patted the dirt on my clothes, feeling very relaxed, and said after a while, "I'll wait for you here; I'll send you a text message when I see the teacher!" I watched him go out. He walked a few steps, turned around, saw me, and said, "Go in, there's no one inside." When his back blended in with the people coming and going, and he couldn't be found anymore, I came in and walked into the teaching building. My tears here we go again.
In recent years, Wei and I have been traveling here and there, and the money in our pockets has been getting worse every day. As a young man, he went out to make a living, made money on his own, and did many "big things." Who would have thought that the current situation is so dirty! I was so sad that I couldn't help myself. When he is emotionally depressed, he will naturally express it outwardly; trivial things will often make him angry. He gradually treated me differently than before. But after not seeing each other for the past two days, he finally forgot about my faults and only thought about money and my oranges. After I entered the teaching building, he sent me a text message. He said in the text message, "I am fine, but my arm hurts a lot, and I have a lot of inconveniences in lifting chopsticks and pens. I think the time to lose weight is not far away." I read this , in the glistening tears, I saw the fat man's back again, wearing a green cloth cotton robe and a black cloth mandarin jacket.
well! I don’t know when I will see him again!