那一年的夏天,14岁的我以暑假补课为名,跑到市里的工地上当小工,只不过是为了弥补一点父母对我和整个家庭的含辛茹苦。那个夏天,我吃尽了我这个年龄不该吃的苦头,我曾经哭着笑着一口气将一瓶白酒喝了个底朝天,然后一个人趴在都市的马路边咀嚼命运送给我的酸甜苦辣。但毕竟,一个月,我换来了三百块的工资,三百块,对于我这个农村孩子来说,已经是一笔不小的收入了。当我将钱送到父母的面前时,他们不相信自己的儿 In the summer of that year, I was a 14-year-old called a summer laborer and went to work in the city as a laborer just to make up for a little bit of parental commitment to myself and to the entire family. That summer, I tried my age should not eat the bitterness, I used to cry and smiled and blew a bottle of white wine overturned, and then a man lying on the edge of the city chewing fate gave me the ups and downs . But after all, a month, I paid 300 for my salary, 300 for my rural child, which is not a small sum of income. When I send money to my parents, they do not believe their children