Weed Life

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A Life of Weeds

Author: Mu Ren Word Count: 20251 words TXT Package:

Foreword

My name is Yan Han. I was born in a small town in Jiangnan, on the banks of the Yangtze River. My family has been poor for three generations. My parents were farmers. In the early days of reform and opening up, they became workers in township enterprises. I have an older brother. Although my family was poor, my hardworking parents created a happy home for us with their own hands. My happy childhood was spent in fields of rapeseed flowers and gentle river breezes.

When I was in school, I wasn't a very good student. I often caused trouble and was mischievous, but fortunately, I was a little clever and did well in my studies. My cheerful and lively personality made me very popular with teachers and classmates.

In my second year of junior high school, I started dating the female class monitor. We often passed notes and wrote love letters, which eventually made the girl unable to concentrate in class. She didn't even get into high school and had to start working. Although I got into high school, I wasted my time there, hoping to be with my beloved class monitor as soon as possible and graduate early. But in the summer of my junior year, my girlfriend, who had already entered the workforce, sent me a breakup letter. She said she had fallen for a colleague nine years her senior. Just like that, my first love, which lasted three years, five months, and seven days, ended. I was nineteen that year.

Devastated by the breakup, I, who ranked fourth from the bottom in my class, made the unrealistic decision to take the college entrance exam. After a year of intensive studying in my senior year, I surprisingly scored 533 points, ranking ninth in the science class, and was admitted to the Management Department of Jiangnan University, much to the astonishment of all my teachers and classmates.

In university, in my early twenties, I was like a wild horse, playing soccer, playing computer games, and watching adult films. Three years of my precious youth were wasted. The only thing I truly remember are the days before graduation. And so, my story begins.

Chapter 1 Graduation = Heartbreak + Unemployment

Finally, we passed all the graduation courses. In three days, we can pack up and go home, stepping into society. Amidst the excitement, a deep sadness filled everyone's hearts. After all, three years of school life together made it hard to say goodbye. These past few days, besides exchanging messages and taking photos, it's been two drinking parties a day.

Today is July 2nd. The weather isn't too hot. Our homeroom teacher used class funds to organize a final get-together at the Xinyuan Restaurant near the school. After a few rounds of drinks, the restaurant erupted in chaos. Some were crying, some were laughing, some were singing, some were banging on the table and cursing, and some were sleeping soundly under the table! I'd had enough too. The restaurant was too noisy, so I went outside. Across from the restaurant was the moat. I sat on the stone railing by the moat, enjoying the cool breeze. At some point, my classmate Rong came out of the restaurant, swaying, and said to me, slurring her words, "Hey, um...um...what was it again? Oh, Yan Han, come walk with me." As she spoke, she took my hand and led me towards the gravel path by the river. I figured Rong was quite drunk today.

Rong is from Yangzhou, and as the old saying goes, "Yangzhou produces beauties," which is absolutely true for her. She has long, black hair, a rosy face, bright, sparkling eyes, and fair, translucent skin. To be honest, I've liked her since the second semester of my sophomore year when we went to the teachers' college for a self-study sketching class. Back then, I would ride a borrowed bicycle with her to sketch in the countryside, and then we'd drink at some unknown little restaurant. But that was all. My meager allowance didn't allow me any extra spending on a girlfriend, so our relationship remained lukewarm. It wasn't until the second semester of my junior year that I heard she got a boyfriend—a senior from our class—and our opportunities to interact became even fewer.

Although I have a high alcohol tolerance and wasn't drunk today, walking along the tree-lined gravel path by the river, holding Rong's hand, and looking at her flushed face from drinking, I really felt a little tipsy.

"When are you leaving tomorrow?" Rong asked.

"My train leaves at 10 a.m., a six-hour journey. After that, I have to transfer to another bus to my hometown, a small town. I probably won't get home until 6 or 7 p.m. What about you? When are you leaving tomorrow?"

"My boyfriend is coming to pick me up tomorrow. I'll stay for two days, then we'll go back to Nanjing. He said he wants to marry me at the end of the year, and he'll also help me find a job in Nanjing." Her boyfriend graduated almost a year ago. I heard that with the help of his father, who is the head of the tax bureau, he's made a lot of money in the computer business and bought an expensive villa and an Audi A6. Hearing about her and her boyfriend, I felt a pang of heartache! I didn't pursue her back then because of my poor family background.

I smiled wryly and said, "Ha, your boyfriend is really great. You're so lucky. Everything's been arranged for you. It's so nice to be a woman; you just need to find a good husband. I don't even know what kind of job I can find when I get home. My parents have worked in factories their whole lives, and we don't have any relatives or friends who are officials or rich to help us. There are so many college graduates this year, and many of those who graduated with bachelor's degrees last year still haven't found jobs. I'm only a junior college graduate. It's really giving me a headache."

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