Bamboo horses peck each other daily

Cheng Xia walked to a wooden window that was pushed open, the sunlight outside the window climbed wantonly on his face.

Shi Xu followed behind him, Cheng Xia just took off his hat as soon as he entered the shop, Shi Xu was facing his face, his crow-feather eyelashes were dyed golden by the sun, Cheng Xia's eyes were light, It seemed that warm jade was producing smoke, dense and moist, and at this time, it was also fainted into amber.

Shi Xu suddenly realized that although the boy's complexion was dull and yellow due to the wind, sun and malnutrition, and his hair was rough and messy. The eyebrows and eyes are very well formed, the eyes are like glass, the eyebrows are neat and clean, and they look handsome and handsome.

Cheng Xia's hands and feet were quick, and he raised his hand to take down several flower and bird wood carvings on the top of the cabinet and put them on the table for Shi Xu to choose at will.

Shi Xu just came back to his senses and turned his mind back to the wood carving.What Shi Xu said about his grandfather's liking was not a lie. He was very close to the old man, and the old man's preference also vaguely affected him. After picking up a few wood carvings and looking at them carefully, Shi Xu was able to confirm that old Uncle Chen was indeed a Grandmaster.

Cheng Xia looked at Shi Xu's movements slowly and carefully, looked at the wood carvings intently and carefully, and began to lose consciousness.Cheng Xia is not a stupid person, Shi Xu's appreciation for these wood carvings is beyond words, he can more or less guess that these things are probably very profitable outside.

But he also understands that everyone appreciates the well-made things now. No matter how good old Uncle Chen’s things are, without official recognition and enough gimmicks, everyone trades at the price of the best wooden decorations , so the big money is probably not enough.But Cheng Xia doesn't care, if you can't make big money, then make small money, and you can always get something if you accumulate little money.

Cheng Xia was itching to think about when he would discuss with Old Uncle Chen and ask him to bring these woodcarvings to the "Old Street" in the city that specializes in antiques and artworks. Maybe he could make a lot of money. One point for Uncle Chen can be regarded as another gain in the family's savings.

Shi Xu had chosen it when Cheng Xia was distracted. With Cheng Xia, he negotiated the price with the old Uncle Chen, who spoke a foreign dialect so thickly, it was quickly settled, and he returned the same way.

Aunt He's hands and feet were nimble, and when they came back, they saw that the dishes were put on the table one after another, and the table was full.

Roasted hoof with rich sauce, crispy chicken nuggets with crispy bones, rich and mellow chicken soup, refreshing and crispy cold side dishes. My aunt is good at cooking, and made all the dishes on the table delicious.Shi Xu sat down quietly, and he and Qi Bianrong ate to their heart's content, sweeping away all the dishes in a relatively short period of time.

Cheng Xia led them outside, Ming Zi took out the unlucky car that was stuck in the mud pit very early, sent them to the car before leaving at ease, and Cheng Xia also followed back to Aunt He's house, as agreed The meal is gone.

As the moon rises and the stars move, there is not much nightlife in the alleys near the outskirts of the city. Most people are staying at home, the sparse lights barely illuminate the road, and the barking of dogs from time to time makes people worry whether they will come from A biting vicious dog sprang out of that black hole.

Cheng Xia closed the door, and let out a long "crack-bang!" echoing in the dark yard.

He took out the admission notice of No. 8 Middle School from the drawer, turned a few pages, and found a piece of pink paper with the words "Military training will start on August 11", followed by a list of precautions and necessities.

Cheng Xia sorted out several sets of summer clothes and stuffed them into his schoolbag with ease, then took out a bucket and a basin, put some daily necessities in them, and all the preparations were completed, and he packed lightly.

There is a small box locked inside the drawer, which contains the money that Cheng Xia took out some time ago.He stroked the painted iron box, thinking about Wang Hao's attempted crime of stealing money a few days ago, he still stuffed the box into his bag.

He went into the toilet to wash himself clean, and lit a mosquito coil so that he would not wake up tomorrow with red bumps all over his body. After Cheng Xia finished everything, he looked like he was exhausted and sleepy.He disgustedly dragged the dirty clothes to the balcony so as not to stink to himself, lying on the bed dazedly decided to wash them tomorrow, most of the world is not as important as sleep!

Soon it was time for military training, and Cheng Xia went out with a bag and bucket on his back.The room was empty, and Wang Hao didn't come back for several days.

There are not many buses at the only bus stop near the alley. You have to get up early and wait for the bus, otherwise you will easily miss it, not to mention that it takes nearly an hour to drive from here to Ninth Middle School.So even though the meeting at school was at nine o'clock, Cheng Xia was waiting for the bus at six o'clock.

The stop sign at the bus station is shabby. I don’t know if it’s because the iron plate hung a few years ago has uneven bumps, and there are long and short scratches on the handwriting, and brown rust spots can be seen on the corners.The name of the station "Housaka" can barely be seen on the faded stop sign.

Next to the stop sign is a pillar filled with cement, only one meter high. It looks like it was originally a stop sign, but it was broken for some reason. The fracture on it was worn flat by wind and rain. On the pillars, I grabbed the vines on the stop sign that had climbed so high due to no one to take care of them.

Cheng Xia didn't have a mobile phone or a watch, so he could only judge the time by looking at the sun. It was about seven o'clock when a bus drove unsteadily on the bumpy gravel road.

Since Houban Station is only one stop away from the terminal, the bus is still very empty. After getting on the bus, Cheng Xia found a seat and sat down. He tilted his head and looked out the window, watching the bus drive out of the gravel road. On the concrete road, drive all the way to the city center.

Although the No. [-] Middle School is not the top one in City A, it is still a pretty good middle school.Especially when the headmaster changed a few years ago, the old objects in the school were changed from head to toe, including several teaching buildings, and the whole school took on a new look.The green coverage rate in the school is also very high. In the great heat of August, the leaves are layered, the cool breeze is blowing, and there are cicadas screaming loudly in your ears. It is also a cool and suitable place for reading.

From eight o'clock in the morning to now, freshmen with luggage have arrived on the playground one after another. By nine o'clock, a huge number of freshmen have completely occupied the playground.The freshmen who came up from elementary school have never had military training, and they don’t understand the horror of military training at all. They are still silly and excited, discussing with classmates they know or don’t know, turning the playground into a vegetable market.

Fortunately, the teachers were also quickly in place, calmed down the students in each class, and began to lead them into the car one by one, and the car slowly drove to the suburbs.

The military training base is far away from the urban area, far away from the suburbs, and is completely a suburb.

Cheng Xia was in the first and second classes of junior high school. After getting off the bus, a female teacher with rimless glasses and neatly combed hair led her into the gate.

The teacher led them to the door and told them to stop in a square.

"Hello, students in the first and second classes of junior high school. My name is Li Ya. You can call me Teacher Li. I will be your class teacher for the next three years."

"Now, all students are asked to rank according to their seat numbers! I will tell you your seat numbers next, and line up one by one!"

Teacher Li’s voice is loud and loud, and the numbers corresponding to the names are as clear as shouting directly in people’s ears. The excitement of these freshmen has not dissipated. When they hear their numbers, they will take the initiative to line up and stand upright like a javelin. , but the students who have just entered the first grade of junior high school still look like children. They stand up straight in line one by one like numbered birds, and they are still full of energy and shaking their fur.

Teacher Li made the chicks line up one by one, and then walked in front of the line waving the little red flags of the first and second classes of junior high school, leading a group of people to the dormitory building.

Downstairs in the dormitory, after Mr. Li instructed all kinds of precautions, he disbanded the team and asked the students to find their own dormitory to pack their luggage.

Cheng Xia looked for his dormitory with his luggage on his back. Dormitory 311 was on the third floor.

Walked up to the third floor and started looking for the house number from the stairs - 319, 318, 317...

"Hahaha! Don't be so polite! My name is Yang Fan, and I'm the one who set sail. It's so strange to say that Yang is too strange!"

...Passing by the door, he was caught off guard by a loud voice.

Such a loud voice, it can really be called a barbell, as if someone is holding a trumpet and shouting in people's ears.

Cheng Xia rubbed his ears expressionlessly, turned his head and glanced at the door, and saw a boy who was as thick as a bald head.His body really matched his voice, he was tall and strong, looking like a hill.

Cheng Xia kept walking, then walked to the door of 311, and pushed in directly.

"Hello."

The bed boards in the dormitory are bunk beds, and they are neatly arranged in two rows on the walls on both sides. There is only a weather-beaten desk at the window facing the door.The person who just greeted Cheng Xia was standing in front of the desk.

"Hello." Cheng Xia sized him up as he walked forward. He was a very well-behaved boy with neatly combed hair. Seriously, "My name is Cheng Xia. What about you?"

Xiao Siyan'er opened his mouth and replied calmly: "My name is Qiu Xuyi." After a moment of silence, he added: "Chengxia... Let me see, your bed is here, the upper bunk."

It's completely looking for words to warm up the scene.

After Cheng Xia thanked Qiu Xuyi, he started packing his luggage.Neither of them is a lively and outgoing type, so for a while, the only sound in the dormitory is the sound of unpacking, and an awkward silence spread in the room.

Fortunately, this silence was quickly broken.

The door was opened again, but this time it was not as gentle as when Cheng Xia just pushed it in, but was hit hard with a "bang", causing Cheng Xia and Qiu Xuyi to look up. .

The person behind the door also noticed the big movement he made, and quickly apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I accidentally knocked my bag against the door just now!"

The little classmate who apologized was sincere, but his voice was louder than the one just slamming on the door, so it was impossible not to attract attention.

Cheng Xia subtly felt that this voice sounded very familiar.Looking up, another super-short monk-like figure came into view—more familiar.

"Hello! You are all from 311, right? My name is Yang Fan, the one who set sail..."

Hearing the self-introduction just whispered in his ears, Cheng Xia couldn't help but interject: "Student, aren't you from 317?"

Yang Fan's voice was so low that "Ah", Cheng Xia explained: "I saw you in 317 just now."

Yang Fan scratched his head and laughed a few times, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks very embarrassed by this action: "Haha, I accidentally made a mistake and made the bed, only to realize that I made a mistake. "

Cheng Xia and Qiu Xu were speechless for a while, but Yang Fan was very enthusiastic. Facing the two people who twitched like tops and only spoke when asked, they were still able to speak with great interest.

The environment of the dormitory building is not good. There is no air conditioner in the midsummer and August temperature. Only an electric fan on the ceiling can bring some cool breeze. The rest can only be contributed by the rich greenery around the dormitory building. .The dormitory is not at all based on the four-six-person dormitory built by most colleges and universities in recent years, but the eight-person dormitory. Since Chengxia's three-person seat number is at the front, it is still a 311 dormitory made up of a class of students.

Both Cheng Xia and Qiu Xuyi were the type to hold hands and look at each other coldly. They could only chat awkwardly with a class of students who were completely unfamiliar and belonged to different classes.

"Did you bring snacks?"

"Huh? No."

"I heard that playing with mobile phones is not allowed here! I wonder if there is a way to hide the mobile phone!"

"Uh... don't know, I didn't bring my mobile phone."

"Do you know? I heard a few seniors in the second year of junior high school say that the food here is terrible! Sometimes the food they eat is hard!"

"It shouldn't be that bad, haha..."

"..."

Too embarrassed to talk at all.

The other roommates are not as lively and familiar as Yang Fan. After talking to the two of them, they find that they can't continue talking, so they stop chatting with them. They are completely the control group of Yang Fan who is chatting enthusiastically .

Most of the students who are living together for the first time are quite excited, almost every dormitory has laughter, but the instructor will not let this group of ignorant little ones continue to be so silly.

"Call-"

Suddenly there was a long whistle from downstairs in the dormitory.

"All students assemble—"

The author has something to say: Shi Xu (reading tone): Ah.I have never seen such a stunning person. . .

Covering my face... I feel so ashamed to praise the protagonist's beauty