monster study

The immature children's voice echoed in the yard, and the children's enthusiasm was always as overwhelming as the bright sun.

Lu Tingfang said hello casually, but the other party still refused to let go, raised his head and blinked his big eyes, "You haven't told me your name yet?"

When he finally got his name from Lu Tingfang, he called "Uncle Tingfang" one after another, but the others ignored him and just kept walking around Lu Tingfang.

When Lu Tingfang was sitting, he was also sitting, holding the edge of the stone table with both hands, resting his chin on the back of his hands, staring at Lu Tingfang's hair without blinking.

"Haha, Uncle Lu is very popular with children." Wu Qiangqiang approached cheerfully, brushed his long fiery red hair, and teased Lu Zhifang, "Little friend, my sister's hair is also very pretty!"

Lu Zhifei glanced at the red hair, showing a troubled expression, then involuntarily moved towards Lu Tingfang, "I like Uncle Tingfang."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that long, smooth, golden hair was at hand.The breeze blew gently, and the hair swayed, and a few strands of hair brushed against the back of his hand, soft and itchy.Lu Zhifang's eyes were suddenly full of surprise, because he saw those overly soft and slender hairs in the sun, which were so golden that they were almost transparent, and the sun shone on them, so beautiful.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch it. His chubby little hand passed through Lu Tingfang's hair, as if he had touched some treasure.However, extreme joy gave rise to sorrow, he fell off the stone bench without sitting still, and sat firmly on the ground with his buttocks squatting, the pain was like blooming.

But Lu Zhifang didn't cry because he was a man.

And when he saw Lu Tingfang anxiously reaching out to help him, he forgot all the pain.Because when Lu Tingfang bent down, the long golden hair fell down like a waterfall, and Lu Zhifang saw the blue sky through the gap in the hair.

Ah, the golden, blue sky, shimmering.

It was a wonderful world he had never seen before.

Really haven't seen it?

However, Lu Zhifang had no time to think about this issue, he instinctively reached out to brush Lu Tingfang's hair, as if he had done it thousands of times.Lu Tingfang didn't notice anything, and quickly asked Lu Zhifei to help him up.

Hearing this, Lu Zhifang quickly got up from the ground, patted his butt, and said, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all!"

"It really doesn't hurt?" Lu Tingfang didn't believe it. How could the "boom" just now not hurt?

Seeing that he didn't believe it, and didn't want to worry him, Lu Zhifang had an idea, picked up a nearby branch and waved it a few times, saying, "Really, I can still punch now!"

"You're called playing swords." Shang Si broke the stage.

Xiaozheng stared at him, "My name is martial arts! Do you know it?"

"Ouch." Shang Si smiled, "Do you want to challenge me one-on-one?"

Xiao Zhengtai immediately became serious, and made a gesture with a branch as a sword, which was really impressive.But it's that overly serious look that really makes people laugh.

Shang Si couldn't help laughing over there, Lu Zhifei hurriedly pulled him behind him, and then said to the angry young lady, "You learn martial arts?"

"I want to be a hero!" Xiaozheng patted his chest with great ambition.

"Hero?" Wu Qiangqiang also suppressed a smile, "Then what kind of hero do you want to be? Do you like Guo Jing or Xiao Feng? Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! Huo Ha! Have you seen it?"

Xiaozheng pouted and raised her chin, "I like Lu Xiaofeng! Smart! Because I'm smart too!"

"Hahaha..." Wu Qiangqiang laughed from ear to ear.

Shang Si stopped laughing suddenly, looked at Lu Tingfang who was stunned suddenly, and then at the little knight holding a branch, thoughtfully.

At noon, Lu Zhifang's mother came to pick him up.

Lu Zhifang had to go to an interest class in the afternoon, so he had to leave.But he has just gotten acquainted with the big guys, and he doesn't want to leave at all.

Lu Tingfang rubbed his little head, "After you go back, listen to your mother and remember not to tell about uncle, do you understand?"

"En!" Lu Zhifang nodded vigorously, he knew that the little man had to keep his promise.But since he agreed to one thing, can he also make a small request, "Uncle Tingfang, can I still come to play tomorrow?"

Lu Tingfang looked at Lu Zhifang's look full of expectation, and was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

Lu Zhifang immediately showed a big smile, "Yeah!"

Such a small episode quickly passed with the passage of time.However, Lu Zhifei was a little worried about Lu Tingfang. First, they were leaving tomorrow morning. Second, when Lu Zhifei looked at Lu Zhifang today, he suddenly thought of his father.

In the afternoon, Shang Si and Nan Ying went out on business, while Lu Zhifei stayed in the courtyard to talk to Lu Tingfang.It's just that Lu Tingfang was obviously not in the mood, she was always talking and staring at the empty branches of the ginkgo tree in a daze.

Lu Zhifei couldn't help it either, even though he was a child raised by two people, the more than [-] years that they had been with each other was a time that no one could get a hold of.

But when the sun was about to set, things suddenly ushered in a turning point.Shang Si, who came back from outside, called Lu Zhifei over and said, "Go and ask your father if he would like to go back to Beijing with us."

Lu Zhifei was surprised, "But the ginkgo tree is here, so my dad can't leave?"

"It doesn't matter." Nan Ying explained gently beside him: "You can transplant the ginkgo into my yard and live with me. I will settle the specific matters with Shang Si, as long as your father agrees."

Lu Zhifei was overjoyed, and turned around to discuss with Lu Tingfang.

Shang Si and Nan Ying looked at his back, and then looked at each other with thoughtful eyes.

Lu Zhifei thought, if Lu Tingfang stayed here, it was inevitable that he would think about others.And Uncle Wu couldn't see him, so it was easier to think of the past when he was alone.It's better to let him move to the small courtyard in Nanying, where everyone can get together and have fun.

However, after hearing his proposal, Lu Tingfang thought for a while, but shook her head and refused.He gently put his hand on the back of Lu Zhifei's hand, "Zhifei, it's not that Dad doesn't want to accompany you, it's just...I want to stay here."

"But..." Father was no longer there.

"Yuanyuan." Lu Tingfang smiled, tilting her head slightly to look at the grown-up boy.When Lu Zhifei heard him call out this name, he couldn't say a few words, so he calmed down and listened to him silently.

"Yuanyuan, your father used to say that he would go to Kunlun Mountain to see the snow, go to climb the Yellow Crane Tower, and go to many places. At that time, my heart was very complicated. I hoped that he would really recover from his illness one day, so I could go out and have a look. , and I am afraid that he will leave me when he travels far away." Lu Tingfang said, lowering her eyes in embarrassment, "Ting An is the first person to see me, he is with me, I am with him, I always feel good of."

After a pause, he tore off a hair, watched it turn into a leaf in his palm, raised his eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Look, I am a tree, I never thought this yard was small. Vast, the wish of a tree is to take root in the soil and guard the land under its feet."

"Dad, I see." Lu Zhifei nodded.In fact, he has never really understood what is the relationship between the two elders?family?friend?Or a lover?

Maybe not.

A tree, and the person under the tree met by chance.Then grow up or die with each other, maybe this is the whole meaning of their life.

"Don't worry, I know you will come back to see me from time to time." After Lu Tingfang said this, the matter was settled.

Lu Zhifei stopped persuading him, and the father and son sat on the tree trunk under the moonlit night, and chattered about homework for a while.It was almost nine o'clock when Shang Si came to pick him up. Lu Zhifei jumped down from the tree and was hugged by Shang Si.

Lu Tingfang looked away unnaturally, "Well...you go to bed early, you have to go on your way tomorrow."

When the two returned to the room, Lu Zhifei told Shang Siyi about Lu Tingfang's answer, and Shang Si was not surprised, "It's good to stay here, at least, there are memories of him and Lu Tingan here."

Lu Zhifei looked at the moonlight outside the window in a daze, and didn't speak for a long time.

Shang Si couldn't sit still anymore, so he walked over and patted his head, "Don't worry, I've said everything is up to me. Yuanyuan still doesn't go to bed, what if the double eyelids are swollen tomorrow?"

Lu Zhifei glanced at him coldly, "I have double eyelids."

"Oh, did you cry?" Shang Si understood.

Lu Zhifei was silent. Lu Zhifei didn't speak. He glanced at the room, and then suddenly smiled and asked, "Who told you to come in? Get out."

Shang Si begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I will never say that the round double eyelids are from crying."

At the end of the story, of course, Shang Si was kicked out again, Shang Si was not annoyed, and knocked on the door, "Remember to get up early tomorrow, there is a big event."

Lu Zhifei wanted to ask what was the matter, but pushed out the window, and Shang Si was gone.

The next day, Lu Zhifei woke up at six o'clock thinking about the big event Shang Si had mentioned.But when he left the room, he found that Shang Si hadn't returned all night.

Lu Zhifei couldn't help frowning, put on a coat and hurried out, just arrived at the door, but saw Shang Si pacing back from the outside with a breakfast bag in his hand, morning dew still stained in his hair.

"Where have you been?" Lu Zhifei subconsciously quickened his pace to meet him.

Shang Si lifted the breakfast bag and flashed it in front of his eyes, "Buy breakfast."

"Do you know who made the quilt for you yesterday?" Lu Zhifei said calmly, "Me."

Shang Si rubbed his nose, Yuanyuan is too smart, what should people do?

Ah, the troubles of happiness.

"Okay, let me confess." Shang Si took his hand and walked towards the dining hall, "Didn't I ask you to get up early yesterday, saying that there was an important event? I was busy with this at night."

"What's the big deal?"

"About your father, Lu Tingan." Entering the dining hall, Shang Si pushed him on a chair and sat down, served him the porridge and fried dough sticks he just bought, and then continued: "That little baby Lu Zhifang, you don't Do you find it strange? He is too similar to your father's preferences."

"Is there a problem?" Of course Lu Zhifei noticed it, but he was just an ordinary person after all, so he didn't think much about it, and it was just a coincidence.

"Lu Zhifang has a natural sense of closeness to you and your father, especially to your father. I remember seeing it in the manuscript. When your father saw your father for the first time, his first reaction was to reach out and grab him Too many coincidences made me feel that I could try to find out the possible reasons, so I secretly took a hair from Lu Zhifang, and went to the Longevity Temple overnight."

Lu Zhifei instantly understood Shang Si's guess, "You suspect that he might be..."

"Hush." ​​Shang Si put his index finger to his lips, "It won't work if you say it out, eat first, and we will see the result later."

But Shang's four-pointed guess was too surprising. Lu Zhifei was eating breakfast, and his surprise spread in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.And if what Shang Si said is true, then he, at the door that day, he and Shang Si almost made him cry because of a candy painting!

Omg.

Lu Zhifei wanted to bury his face in the porridge.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, Uncle Wu took Mrs. Zheng home again at Lu Zhifei's request.

Xiao Zhengtai was very happy walking and jumping up and down, first she called Zhifei brother sweetly when meeting each other, then she always didn't give Shang Si a good face, and then hurriedly ran to the inner courtyard to find Lu Tingfang.

Brother Zhifei stood on the porch and looked at him with mixed feelings.

Suddenly, Shang Si appeared behind him, stroking Lu Zhifei's eyes with warm palms, "Look."

Under the luxuriant ginkgo tree, five or six-year-old children looked up at the people on the tree, stretched out their hands and gestured with joy.However, in a daze, Lu Zhifei seemed to see his father who died young standing there, looking up and talking to Lu Tingfang.

Lu Zhifei stared blankly, not returning to his senses for a long time.

Shang Si didn't bother him, just quietly watched with him until Wu Qiangqiang's voice came from the gate, "Si Ye, Zhifei, we should go!"

Lu Zhifei fell back into the world from his memories, and when he turned around, he saw Shang Si leaning on the vermilion pillar and looking at him with a smile, "Before you leave, do you want to explain to your father?"

Lu Zhifei took a deep breath, shook his head, "That's it."

Maybe Lu Zhifang will lose those eyes that can see everything like him in a few years, maybe Lu Tingfang will never recognize him, but this is enough.

It's good to be able to accompany each other in the limited time.

For the rest, let nature take its course.

Lu Zhifei went back to his room to pick up his luggage, Yaoyao exchanged glances with Lu Tingfang, and left.It's just that when he went out, Shang Si was still holding a jar of Nurhong in his arms, which made Lu Zhifei stop, "Where did it come from?"

"Your father gave it to you." Shang Si held up the wine jar with one hand, took out his sunglasses and put it on with the other hand, and said in a chic and suave manner, "Let's go."

Lu Zhifei said coldly behind his back, "Alcohol cannot pass through the security check."

At the same time, in Lu Zhifei's small courtyard, Xiao Zhengtai was sitting on a high branch with dangling legs, quietly looking at the long golden hair of the person beside him from the corner of his eyes, the smile in his eyes could not be hidden, "Uncle Tingfang, are you really a tree?"

"Yes."

"Then why aren't your leaves golden yellow?"

"Because it's not yet time."

"Then when will we wait?"

"October, golden autumn October."

Mrs. Xiaozheng counted on her fingers, "One, two, three, four, five, there are still five months left, can I come and see then?"

"Yes." Lu Tingfang patted his head, "Do you like ginkgo?"

Xiao Zhengtai nodded vigorously, "Yes! There are so many golden leaves, like raining!"

The golden leaves are falling down like rain.

It's raining, you need an umbrella.

The young man in memory said this, he always did this, holding an umbrella on sunny days and climbing trees on rainy days.

Lu Tingfang smiled after thinking about it.

The leaves will turn golden and all the waiting will bear fruit.