Mountains and seas have a home

When Fu Zhong was a child, he studied in Shijia Hutong Primary School, two years after the millennium.

He studied early, and when he took Fu Yangxia's hand and stepped into the gate of the elementary school with a joint sign, he had just passed his fifth birthday.Fu Zhong spent five springs and autumns in the villa on the mountain. At that time, Fu Yangxia hadn't been promoted to a general, but it was soon.

Elementary school is very strange to Fu Zhong, especially at the age when he is not as long as his father's legs, walking into the rigid building complex, surrounded by all kinds of adults, Fu Zhong felt panic, he grabbed Fu Yangxia tightly little finger.

Fu Yangxia was talking to a certain parent, who, like him, was wearing a neat suit and shiny leather shoes, and Fu Zhong saw that there was no dust on them.

The parent was holding the schoolbag child, a girl, she kept staring at Fu Zhong, and then smiled at him.Fu Zhong was made to take a step behind Fu Yangxia by this smile, opened his eyes to look at the girl's expression, but found that she was laughing all the time, and he didn't know who she was laughing at.

Fu Zhong was very impressed with those eyes, he carried Wang Wei on his back, the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone flows upwards.But Fu Zhong didn't like that smile, and inexplicably didn't like that girl very much because of it.

Sending Fu Zhong to the new class, Fu Yangxia stood in the glass-paneled corridor and looked into the classroom for a while, then chatted with a friend beside him and left with a smile.Fu Zhong watched his father disappear at the corner of the corridor, when white flowers bloomed outside the window.

The father's departure also took away a certain place in Fu Zhong's heart. Elementary school is different from kindergarten. He has to sit in the classroom all day long. Fu Zhong doesn't like this kind of atmosphere.He is the youngest child in the class.

It was summer at that time, and although the earth was eternal night, it still had the temperature that summer should have.At noon, the ceiling fan was buzzing in the classroom, and the students were all taking a nap.Fu Zhong didn't sleep, he yawned and stared at the white flowers outside the window.

It was not Fu Yangxia who picked him up from school in the afternoon, but his mother.My mother is beautiful, wears bright lipstick, wears appropriate clothes no matter where she goes, and steps on red-soled silver high-heeled shoes.Fu Zhong likes his mother.

"Isn't dad coming to pick me up today?" Fu Zhong was carried into the car by his mother and sat, holding his schoolbag and asked, his voice was crisp, like milk.

Mother raised her hand to signal the driver to drive away, then stroked Fu Zhong's soft hair and said with a smile: "Father is busy in the army, and will pick you up when he comes home."

"What is dad doing?"

"Father is a soldier, so of course he went to make a contribution to the country." As for what contribution she made, Mrs. Fu's family couldn't answer.Fortunately, Fu Zhong didn't ask any more questions. He kicked his little leather shoes and looked at the building outside the window with his mouth raised.

On an ordinary day in mid-October, Fu Zhong finally waited until Fu Yangxia stood at the door to pick him up.Fu Yangxia waved at him from a distance, Fu Zhong grinned to the sky.The crowd was bustling, and Fu Yangxia was so tall that nothing could stop her.

"Dad!" After saying goodbye to the teacher, Fu Zhong stretched out his hand and ran towards Fu Yangxia. He was wearing denim overalls and new leather shoes with Mickey Mouse that day.

Fu Yangxia hugged Fu Zhong, turned upside down, tickled him, and Fu Zhong writhed in his arms and laughed.The father and son played and played away from the sardine-like crowd, and walked slowly along the street trees. Fu Zhong soon realized that their car hadn't come.

"Why didn't you come by car today?" Fu Zhong asked with his arms around Fu Yangxia's neck, shaking restlessly, "My mother used to pick me up by car."

Fu Zhong remembered that Fu Yangxia was silent for a while, and then replied lightly: "The car is not convenient to drive, let's just walk back like this, and call the driver uncle to pick it up if we can't walk anymore."

The primary school is far away from home, so you have to go through many streets and alleys, drive up the mountain road, and turn a few turns to get to the carved gate of the villa.

How far is it?Fu Zhong couldn't figure it out.But he soon stopped thinking about this problem, he couldn't get down in Fu Yangxia's arms, so he avoided walking on the ground.Fu Yangxia hugging Fu Zhong is like holding a small porcelain doll, her light body is like a cloud.

Fu Yangxia turned around many detours holding Fu Zhong, his arms never relaxed for a moment.Fu Yangxia is a soldier. Usually training in the army, lifting a barbell with one arm is [-] times more tiring than this. After training, his arms are like two dead snakes.

"Father, are you tired?" Fu Zhong noticed that Fu Yangxia's breathing seemed to be getting faster and faster, and the hands holding him kept changing back and forth.

"No." Hearing this, Fu Yangxia looked into Fu Zhong's eyes, slowed down a little, and rubbed the back of Fu Zhong's soft head, "I'm not tired, I can still hug you, but I'm a little... nervous. "

What does it mean to be nervous? I didn't talk about it in class, so Fu Zhong didn't know.He looked at his father's expression, and he could see a trace of unusual emotion in his father's eyes - his father smiled a little forcedly, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

Fu Yangxia stopped completely at this moment, he looked ahead, and Fu Zhong followed him.In front of it is an ordinary store with lights on, and a signboard with an old-fashioned name hanging on the door.

There are two father and son standing outside a glass window as wide as a wall. The son is lying on the glass to look inside, and the warm yellow light illuminates his excited side face.With the pocket of the long windbreaker in his hand, the father leaned over and answered his son's question with a gentle smile.

Moments later the man patted his son's head, then went into the store, came out with a glass in his hand, and handed it to his son.

The father in the windbreaker first noticed Fu Yangxia who was holding Fu Zhong, he straightened up, and even forgot that he hadn't finished answering his son's weird questions.In this way, the two fathers met at a distance of seven or eight meters. During that time, the store played music, "Wonderland".

A car passed by quickly on the street, bringing a cool breeze.It's already a little cold in Beijing in October, and everyone at home has started to buy new clothes.Fu Zhong didn't understand what was going on in a daze, Fu Yangxia suddenly put him down and said, "Come down and walk by yourself, Dad is tired from carrying him."

Mickey Mouse on the denim overalls has a round belly and a proud and cute look, which is a bit like the boy in front of the window.The boy stopped looking at the window. He stood next to his father with eyes like a deer in the mountains.

The two father and son finally came together after staring at each other for a long time, and Fu Zhong heard the man in the windbreaker say to Fu Yangxia: "What a coincidence, I just arrived, and you came here."

"Long time no see." Fu Yangxia replied, and they shook hands.Fu Zhong couldn't see his father's expression, he knew that Fu Yangxia's tone was as pale as water.

Fu Yangxia bent down to introduce to Fu Zhong, only then did Fu Zhong know that the man's surname was Ji, he called Uncle Ji in a milky voice, the man was very happy, and held his hand with a smile.

Fu Zhong was still young at that time, he didn't know that this was Ji Songlin.

Ji Songlin is a good-looking man, that's what Fu Zhong thought when he saw him at first sight, that kind of good-looking is heroic, his tall and straight body is wrapped in a windbreaker, even taller than his own father , standing in the October wind, like a banner.

"This is my elder brother." Ji Songlin pointed to the boy beside him to Fu Zhong, "Three years older than you. Yaoyao, this is Fu Zhong's younger brother, you should treat him better."

When Ji Yao stood in front of the store, he was eight years old.At that time, he was holding the yogurt his father had just bought, which had a sweet aroma of strawberries.He heard the music floating in the street, saw the flashing neon lights, and the little brother in front of him who was one meter away from him.

At that time, he felt that this younger brother was like a porcelain doll in the window, with neon lights shining on him, and his whole body was covered with rainbows.

Fu Zhong held Fu Yangxia's fingers, then timidly raised his hand to greet Ji Yao.Looking at him, Ji Yao suddenly laughed, and then handed out the yogurt that he hadn't drunk yet, which made the two fathers laugh softly.

"Father." Fu Zhong shook Fu Yangxia's arm, raised his head and cast a questioning look at his father, the child's eyes were as touching as emeralds.

Fu Yangxia smiled and acquiesced, and Fu Zhong took two steps closer, opened his mouth and carefully put the straw in his mouth, and took a sip.A sweet aroma of strawberries and yogurt spread in his mouth. He thought this taste was wonderful, and it exploded in his heart with a bang like fireworks.

Suddenly, an old man selling candied haws passed by. He yelled lazily, and the end of his voice drifted in the autumn wind.Fu Zhong's eyes lit up suddenly, he tugged on Fu Yangxia's sleeve, pointed to the old man and said, "Father, buy me a candied haws."

"How can I just buy one? You won't buy one for elder brother Yaoyao? He even gave you a drink." Fu Yangxia nodded Fu Zhong's nose.

Fu Zhong still held Fu Yangxia's hand habitually, and the Mickey Mouse on his chest kept shaking in front of Ji Yao's eyes.Fu Zhong looked back at Ji Yao, then raised his head and said to Fu Yangxia: "I'll just buy one and give it to brother Yaoyao, half for him and half for me."

Ji Yao heard this sentence very clearly, the crisp milk-like voice flowed from his heart amidst the flickering neon lights.

After hearing Fu Zhong's words, Fu Yangxia didn't speak. He stood up and glanced at Ji Songlin unintentionally, and saw a gentle smile on the corner of his lips.The old man was about to pass by, Fu Yangxia hurriedly stopped him, and bought a candied haws with a few coins.

After peeling it off, let Fu Zhong hold it, and Fu Zhong jumped up to Ji Yao, called brother Yaoyao with a small voice, and then handed the bright red candied haws fruit to Ji Yao's mouth.

Ji Yao smelled the sweet and sour smell of hawthorn, and the dry and faint scent of Fu Zhong in front of him, he liked this scent.

After biting off a hawthorn fruit, Fu Zhong looked at the broken gap and smiled. He was not very good at expressing himself at the time, so he looked at Ji Yao and asked simply: "Is it delicious?"

"Well, sweet." Ji Yao said, he swallowed the fruit, and then he and Fu Zhong laughed, they were both young at that time, they didn't know why they laughed, they just felt very happy.

When Fu Zhong saw Ji Yao's eyes at that time, he suddenly thought of the little girl's eyes. He didn't like the little girl's smile, but he liked Ji Yao's smile.He felt that Ji Yao's eyes were more like Wang Wei's, with the bright moon shining among the pine trees, and the clear spring stone flowing upwards.

After that, Fu Yangxia and Ji Songlin found a restaurant, and the two of them sat and drank together.Fu Zhong and Ji Yao sat side by side on empty chairs, exchanged strawberry yogurt, and ate half and half of candied haws.

It was really an ordinary day, an ordinary night, an ordinary small restaurant, ordinary lighting, and ordinary people.

Later, the two fathers chatted for a long time before leaving, and Fu Zhong was called by Fu Yangxia, who was playing a dish fight with Ji Yao at that time.Fu Zhong ran to Fu Yangxia's side and smelled a strong smell of alcohol on his body, Ji Songlin was beside him supporting him.

Fu Zhong didn't know why his father drank so much that day, and why he didn't drive to pick him up from school that day.

Fu Zhong called home for his father and asked the driver to pick him up. It's getting late at night, and tomorrow is the weekend.A cool breeze blew in the street, Ji Songlin sat on the bench outside with Fu Yangxia, Fu Yangxia kept holding his forehead, looking a little uncomfortable.

The two children didn't know about those things between their fathers, they were still playing happily, Fu Zhong was chasing after Ji Yao with his small schoolbag in his arms, and they ran past their father several times.

"They are so nice." Ji Songlin said suddenly, his eyes followed the figures of the two children.

As soon as the words were spoken, they were blown away in the wind.Fu Yangxia leaned on the back of the chair, raised his hand to cover his eyes, he sighed long, and wore a silver ring on his ring finger.

The sound of brakes stopped abruptly, Fu's car stopped on the side of the road, and Fu Zhong and Ji Yao also stopped fighting.The driver came down in a panic, Ji Songlin helped him and helped Fu Yangxia into the car, then carried Fu Zhong up, and sat beside Fu Yangxia.

Fu Zhong remembered that the man who looked like a black banner stood by the car door and looked at him for a while, no, to be precise, he should be looking at Fu Yangxia.He couldn't understand Ji Songlin's eyes, and it was the first time that Fu Zhong saw that kind of complex emotions showing on his face at the same time.

The car door was finally closed, and Fu Zhong saw the blurred light outside from the car window, as well as two figures, one tall and one short.Ji Yao is wearing a brown hooded jacket. The hat looks like a furry fox with two fox ears hanging from the back.

Ji Songlin was still standing by the window just like before, with his arms folded, standing on the sidewalk watching them, as if waiting for them to leave.The driver started the car and was about to start, when Fu Zhong suddenly yelled at the driver to stop, and then desperately lowered the window.

He called brother Yaoyao, and stretched out his short arms outside the car window.Ji Yao didn't know what he was going to do, he stretched out his hand nonchalantly, and then there were a few extra cubes of sugar in his hand.

This is what Fu Zhong dug out from his schoolbag. The sugar cubes that the teacher rewarded him are all given to Ji Yao now.

"Goodbye, brother." Fu Zhong still spoke in a small voice, he shook Ji Yao with his small hand, then sat back, biting his lips and smiling shyly.

The car left in the dust, and soon disappeared at the end of the road, disappeared in the traffic flow, and disappeared at the crossroads where people came and went.

Fu Zhong sat in the back seat, and Fu Yangxia sat next to him.Fu Yangxia was drunk and took a nap with his forehead propped up.Fu Zhong pushed him and called him softly, but he didn't answer. At this moment, he noticed that there were tears on Fu Yangxia's face, and a tear was falling down his cheek.

Three days after that day, Ji Yao followed Ji Songlin on the plane, and his father told him that the plane was flying to Daxinganling.Before boarding the plane, he took out a few pieces of candy from his pocket, wrapped in white cellophane, he was reluctant to eat them all the time, and now they all melted away.