Laws of Spirit Recycling

The spring is waning and the scenery is changing. They hike and take a nap in the gentle wind, watching the near and far white clouds drifting away. Sometimes they scratch the lice and fleas for Rhubarb. Rhubarb gets closer to Lin Zonghai with his master. Under the shade of the tree, he came over wagging his tail, licked and scratched, letting Lin Zonghai play with him like a child.

Lin Zonghai picked a willow branch to tease him. After a while, he became bored and began to teach Xiaoliu how to read.He knew that Xiao Liu had never been to school, not to mention that he didn't know how to read and write, and usually he didn't even have a chance to touch books.Lin Zonghai is diligent and far-sighted. Although his family does not have the conditions to support him in school, he will find opportunities on his own. He will question his younger brother every day to check his reading results, jot down a few simple Chinese characters, and in the long run, he will read those characters when he sees them. I can also write.

Since most of the day is spent in farming, there are almost no places where he needs to use the Chinese characters he knows quietly, so he asked his eldest sister to entrust her fiancé to bring back some old books and periodicals from the town for recycling, a thin copy, Most of them are textbooks for children in the city. Each article is marked with pinyin, which is convenient for Lin Zonghai to read coherently. Sometimes there are old newspapers mixed in. He folds them into a small square and puts them in his trouser pocket. When the crops are resting, I sit on the ridge and watch.

With this persistent eagerness to learn, up to now, he can recognize more characters than those two incompetent younger brothers. When chatting with Xiao Liu, he will also take out a worn-out little book that is about to be flipped through, and read a sentence or two. Xiao Liu always looked at him brightly. When Lin Zonghai raised his head, he knew that the other party was reading the black and white words on the book.

Knowing that Xiaoliu was neglected by his family and could not be baptized with knowledge like other peers, he was often ridiculed because of this. He has low self-esteem and sensitivity, yearns for cultural fields he does not understand, and is stubborn and stubborn, which makes him unable to take the initiative to speak to himself Express curiosity.Lin Zonghai took the opportunity to teach him how to write his name, and started short free lessons every day.

"I still wrote it yesterday. I don't know if I forgot it today? You can write it for me." Lin Zonghai asked while holding a small booklet.

Xiao Liu pinched the twigs he picked up, stroked on the ground, and slowly wrote the word that made him feel complicated.

"Brother Hai, right?"

"It's all right, you write it on paper."

In order to save pen and ink, they usually practice several times on the ground first.Xiao Liu took the pen and paper, put them on her knees, buried her head very low, and carefully and seriously wrote the word "Liu" in the blank space.

Every gesture seemed to have been drawn a lot, and the font was slightly tilted. Lin Zonghai was very happy when he saw it, and said with relief: "Yes, this time I will really do it."

Xiao Liu smiled slightly and said, "I didn't realize how complicated this character is until I learned it."

"This is your name. How can you do it if you don't know how to write it? Don't underestimate this word. It has many meanings. A few days ago, I saw an idiom with the word 'willow' in it." Lin Zonghai pretended to be mysterious.

Xiao Liu chuckled, "Aside from the 'Yang Liu Yiyi' you saw in the newspaper, what else can there be?"

"This idiom is called Liu Yin Hua Ming."

Xiao Liu read it again, "The willow is dark and the flowers are bright... What does this mean?"

"Writing about beautiful scenery, but it also means—" Lin Zonghai scratched his head, thinking, "it means that things are developing on the good side."

"That's a good word." Xiao Liu was so happy that her eyes narrowed into slits, as if she was recognized, she couldn't help rubbing Da Huang's head.

"Isn't that right? I don't think any children in the village have learned it. Come on, I'll teach you." After finishing speaking, Lin Zonghai picked up the twig next to him instead of a pen.

Xiao Liu suddenly said: "Brother Hai, will you get tired of teaching me every day? I'm so stupid, I have to learn every word for a long time..."

"It was like this at the beginning. I was stupid at that time. I could write on the first day and forget it the next day. You are smarter than me, and you study hard. How can I get bored with such a good student? And you are more literate now. , You can only write to me when I go to town in the future."

Xiaoliu's eyes suddenly became misty, and he lowered his head without saying a word.

Lin Zonghai raised his hand to touch his head, and said with a smile: "No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, and you may not be able to go. Even if I go, you will come and join me when you earn money there and stabilize. There is no need to be wronged in the village."

"Really? I can go to town too?" Xiao Liu raised her head and looked at him with timid and expectant eyes.

Lin Zonghai planned his longing blueprint: "If I can go, of course you can too. I will send you money to buy boat tickets and train tickets, and I will pick you up when you arrive. We can make money together. The work in the town is comparable to that in the village." much easier."

"En!" Xiao Liu nodded, finally not as depressed and sad as before.

"So now, you have to learn more words, so that you can tell me more about your situation in the letter." Lin Zonghai suddenly patted his head, took out another small book, and changed the topic with a smile: "I also found a song about The poem of 'Willow', I will teach you..."

They stood in the clear and cold stream, feeling the only direction of the water flow, and they gently slid past their knees, as if they had been slapped unintentionally by the tail fins of a swimming fish, causing slight itching.Different from the bursts of comfort coming from the soles of their feet, Lin Zonghai and Xiao Liu had already been sunburned by the violent summer sun, mixed with large transparent sweat, fell into the stream, and immediately lost the scorching temperature, just like they and rhubarb, Can't wait to stay in the water all the time.

After cooling down moderately, they went back to the shade of the tree with bare feet. Lin Zonghai sat against the tree trunk, Xiao Liu lay down with his legs on his head, and Rhubarb stretched out his legs, with his belly on the ground. The loud Xia cicadas all fell asleep.

They also walked through the golden wheat fields, the wheat ears half a person's height, with full wheat grains on them, the ears were slender and stretched out, swaying with the wind, looking from a distance, wave after wave The wheat waves change from deep to shallow, floating into the thin light of the clouds, printing a huge veil covered with golden scales, so gorgeous that people can't take their eyes off, they chase the wind hidden in the wheat waves, as if to catch this non-stop wind. Shaking, covering the curtain of the last color for the autumn harvest.

The winter was severe and the village was in depression. Xiaoliu wore few clothes. Lin Zonghai gave him some small clothes to keep out the cold, but he couldn't change his empty stomach because of the cold and hunger. There was no one at night, and the surroundings were quiet. , Lin Zonghai always stepped on the dim light from the doors and windows of each house to find Xiaoliu, and then gave him the hot sweet potatoes that he secretly hid during the day.

Xiao Liu was extremely satisfied every time he finished eating, his face was covered with the sweetness of food residue, his nose and ears were red from the cold, but his body and stomach were filled with warmth.They sat on the ridge rubbing hands with each other, chatted a few words, occasionally met a good time, dotted with a few sparse stars in the blue-gray sky, and looked up together.

The stars in winter are like frost condensed into water droplets under the eaves of the roof tiles. They are clear, shiny, and have a very beautiful form, but they are also proud, cold, and have a short-lived cold glow.

The star curtain in summer is as close as if you can grab a handful of gems with your hand, but it is the opposite in winter. Those few shining cold stars hang high in the unreachable night sky, as if quietly gazing at this barren and vast land. The field, because of its unique indifference and beauty of being out of the way, is enough to make people intoxicated, and it also has the power to make people feel ashamed that they cannot look directly at it.

"Hey, there are stars today, and it will definitely be a sunny day tomorrow."

Lin Zonghai always said this sentence with a little joy, as if this little gift of nature could also bring them good luck in life. However, good luck is always small and slim, and they didn't wait for much so-called good luck , ushered in the parting in life.

After the beginning of spring, Lin Zonghai's brother-in-law sent news that he had a good opportunity to make money and wanted to find him as a partner.Lin Zonghai has worked hard for so many years, so he naturally didn't want to let go of this good opportunity, so he agreed to his brother-in-law. After getting the approval of his family, he roughly packed his luggage, reported a date with his brother-in-law, and was ready to go.

On the day of leaving, Xiao Liu also came to see him off with a bamboo basket on his back. Rhubarb ran to Lin Zonghai in front. Lin Zonghai squatted down and hugged him affectionately as usual. When he stood up, he saw Xiao Liu had come to him. Moisture, eye sockets gradually reddened.

"Don't cry again." Lin Zonghai squeezed out a smile and said, "If I can't do it in the town, I will come back, and if I can do it, I will pick you up. Let's live a happy life together. Didn't I promise you?"

Xiao Liu nodded, her voice hoarse: "I know, you won't lie to me."

"Then don't be sad, hide the letter paper and pen I gave you before, don't let your bastard brothers take it away, write to me when you have time, if anyone bullies you, you must tell me, you know?"

Xiao Liu responded dully, then took out two small bundles from the bamboo basket and handed them to Lin Zonghai.

"Why are you still sending things? It's so heavy, what are you packing?" Lin Zonghai opened a bag, which contained a pair of shoes, and immediately frowned, "Where did you get the money?"

"I sold the new shoes you gave me and exchanged them for you. Brother Hai, you always need a pair of shoes that look good when you are in the town. I do rough work in the village and I don't see anyone, so I don't need them." OK."

"Then you have to keep a pair for yourself." Lin Zonghai reprimanded softly, and with the other hand he weighed the package that was not parted, and said, "What is such a heavy thing?"

After he finished speaking, he was about to open it, but Xiao Liu stopped him and said, "It's just a can of pickles, I don't know what to give... This can be a snack for you."

Lin Zonghai knew that even this jar of pickles must have been saved by Xiaoliu from his side dishes every day, he said with a smile: "You still know me, this is the most suitable time to eat when you don't have an appetite, and you must eat it in the town There are no authentic pickles at home.”

A group of people came intermittently from the shore, and the boatman kept yelling, urging the people who cherished each other.

"I'll be the first to write to you when I get there."

"it is good……"

"Xiao Liu, take good care of yourself."

"I will, and so will you."

As the ferry boat left the small pier, the sound of oars kept ringing, and the split water waves rippling, as if stirring circles of transparent ripples in Lin Zonghai's heart.He stood at the bow of the ship, but he kept retreating, all the familiar scenery became farther and farther away, from staring to looking out, the thin figure on the shore gradually shrunk, and finally turned into a blurred dot.

The life in the town was not as expected by Lin Zonghai, and the originally planned business did not go smoothly. Although he and his brother-in-law had tried their best, they still ended in failure.As the investor, the brother-in-law lost all his money, and Lin Zonghai intermittently took out his few savings to try to make money, but he also followed suit. The two of them didn't get any benefits. goods.

Later they realized that the so-called business with no loss is just an empty dream created by others, designed for those who are eager to make money, not only brother-in-law and Lin Zonghai, but many more people accompanied them, caught by the finely woven spider web, The same loss is heavy, and what's more, it is almost empty of people and money.

The news of the eldest sister's pregnancy came, and such good news undoubtedly carried a stern warning. Seeing that his brother-in-law was saddling the elder sister, Lin Zonghai couldn't bear to ask his brother-in-law to return the money he had invested.He had nowhere to make a living, and was dependent on others, so he had to go outside alone to find a way out. During that time, he tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.