Big Fish Begonia

On the hand, the water is still continuously washing.Zhu Rong bent down to ignite a small gentle flame in his palm to dry up the dripping water.

"Be careful not to burn my hair..."

"I know, I know." The fingers of his free left hand twisted up a strand of long hair and sniffed it at the tip of his nose. The spring water was so cool, "How can I not give up." He smiled narrowly, "Body, hair, skin—it's all mine."

After the small flames and the water flow were put away, Zhu Rong squatted down in front of Chisongzi, held his long hair that was blowing in the breeze between his palms, and began to comb his hair clumsily and carefully.

The red pine nuts are sitting there, the grass blades are still trembling with dew.He leaned half on Zhu Rong's body, safe and warm.They were far away from the center of the market, the turbulent light and sound mixed into the ocean in the background, the evening breeze was gentle, and the air flow lingered around them, making people feel sleepy.Although Zhu Rong was tall and powerful, he was very careful in doing these things, and his strength was just right, so he relaxed between the alternation of far and near lights, and drowsiness slowly drifted away.

"Hair ties or loops?"

"what ever."

"Then this button, keep it simple."

"it is good."

"Is this okay?"

"Ah."

"You have no other opinion?"

"Sleepy……"

"Hey, don't fall asleep here...Hey! Pine nuts! Grand Master! Don't fall asleep!"

"Don't quarrel... disturb me to sleep again, go back and let my little chicken peck you..."

"...Didn't you argue just now that it was a crane? ——Okay, okay, I won't quarrel, you sleep and you sleep."

The "little chick" of Chisongzi discovered these days that the owner, who always liked to let his hair loose, went to the world for some reason and came back, and began to like to tie his hair up.

But, the master is pretty anyway.Except for the big guy with flames and red stripes all over his body who is always surrounded by the master—it's really unsightly.

It waved its wings to dispel these thoughts, walked on the auspicious clouds, sang loudly, eclipsed the day and night, the sun and the moon were thin, the rainbows were haloed under the feet, and the breeze was blown under the palms.

END

3. 【Zhu Song】Wandering Land

She was sitting on the shore alone, with her hands on the ground, shaking her legs boredly, and the arc of her calf cut through the dirty water.If grandma sees it, she will scold her, the water is too dirty to play in; but grandma's leg was scratched by rough branches floating down the river, and she was soaked in such water, and now the wound is inflamed and suppurated , can no longer go.

The rain had stopped, but the water still couldn't recede, it was too much and too deep.The people in the isolated small villages couldn't move away, they could only go to the heights, staring at the houses submerged in the flood in a daze, and resigned themselves to their fate.

Yesterday, a group of people in white coats came. Unlike the doctors in the village, they looked more professional. They all wore masks and carried boxes, which contained miraculous medicines—smeared on her arms, legs, The small cuts and bruises on the cheeks are cool and the pain will soon disappear.They are now performing surgery on grandma in that temporary shabby house. She was driven out by grandma, saying that she should not disturb her uncles and aunts, but in fact she did not dare to let her see those terrible wounds.She came outside very obediently, unable to figure out where these magical uncles and aunts came from.

Her home is low and has long been submerged.The little black dog at home was washed away, but the big yellow dog was still there. At this time, he lay listlessly on the ground basking in the sun—the long-lost sun.The grandson of the uncle's house next door also disappeared. The old man searched day and night, and finally passed out last night.

She thought of her parents, and wondered if they had heard of what happened in her hometown.She doesn't even know if they're still alive - she doesn't remember what they look like anymore.

Suddenly there was another person next to her, and when she realized the existence of this person, she was startled and almost fell into the water.The tall uncle grabbed her by the arm, lifted her up as easily as she used to lift chicken wings, and carried her to the shore.Ginger-colored river water trickled down her trouser legs, and she stood there in embarrassment and nervousness, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

She remembered this uncle—of course, he was so good-looking, with a pair of handsome and gentle eyebrows, and a strange name—she remembered the pronunciation, which was Chisongzi.If it's grandma, she definitely doesn't know how to write that name, but she remembers that she went to school.

Chi Songzi took out a pack of medical wipes from the pocket of her white coat, knelt down to help her roll up her trouser legs, opened one and wiped the wound carefully and gently, and then told her in a gentle tone: "Don't get dirty water on the wound." , you'll get better sooner if you keep it clean."

The little girl didn't know how to respond to this tenderness. No one in the village spoke with this kind of tone and tone; .She stood there stupidly, until Chi Songzi stood up again, much taller than her, and then she quickly glanced at him—this uncle is really tall.

She thought that Chi Songzi probably felt her own discomfort, so she stood a little farther away; of course, it might just be her own random thinking.Chi Songzi put his hands in his pockets (even though he was wearing a white coat, he was still handsome), looked around, and changed into a more relaxed voice like a normal comment on the weather: "This place is beautiful."

beautiful?She stood a little behind and took a peek around, not knowing where the beauty was: the houses, fields, and roads were not what they used to be, they were flooded and destroyed, and the flood still occupied their homeland like a big monster.

But Chisongzi obviously didn't think so.The young man took a deep breath, then slightly raised his head to look at the mountains in the distance.She also looked over, seeming to understand a little bit: the heavy rain has just started, the sun is shining, surrounded by mountains, and the layers of light purple mist are misty, which is indeed a bit like a fairyland.

"……gorgeous."

She didn't even realize that she said this, until Chi Songzi turned her head to look at her with a slight smile, and tilted her head: "It's beautiful."

She felt that her cheeks might be a little red for no reason, and then she heard the doctor's uncle say, your grandma is fine and will get better soon.

After that day, she and Chisongzi became good friends, and she gradually became more courageous and talked more and more, talking to the doctor uncle about the field, about home, about the mountains, about the school far away and the teacher there, and about the little girl who couldn't find it. The black dog and the big yellow dog lay lazily at her feet, flicking their tails from time to time to drive away bugs.

After talking too much, she realized that Chisongzi was not a talkative person, most of the time she was chattering while he was listening, always smiling slightly, sometimes falling into her own world, she found out that Shut your mouth and wait for him to recover before continuing.

Grandma's leg injury is getting better little by little, and the doctor's uncle said that in a day or two, she will be able to walk on the ground with support.The flood is also tending to recede. She began to think, when all the big monsters eating houses and fields have run away, doctors, uncles and aunts should also leave, right?

She told Chisongzi her concerns.Chi Songzi thought carefully for a while, and then replied: According to the orders of the superiors, they evacuated one after another.It won't all be gone all at once.

how about you?she asked.

I……

Chisongzi looked above their heads, where the starry sky was rising.

There are so many stars in the mountains, Chisongzi sighed, but there are almost no stars in the city.I will be the last to go.

Why?she asked again.She wasn't quite sure which question she was asking—whether there were no stars in the city, or whether Chisongzi would be the last to leave.

There is a lot of pollution in the city.Chisongzi obviously only answered the former.

She didn't speak anymore, although she didn't know the reason, but Chisongzi could stay for a while, it was still a happy thing.

A few days later, nurses and aunts began to withdraw one after another.The upstream flood has receded, the house is being rebuilt, and Grandma can go for a walk—with her support, of course.

One day when grandma was taking a nap, Chi Songzi suddenly came to the house to look for her, and asked softly, "May I take you to see some people?"

some people?She vaguely guessed what it was: it was people who were dressed differently from these white coats but came to the village at the same time, and it was also the reason why Chisongzi became more and more anxious these days?She nodded.

The doctor uncle took her little hand and led her for a long time, almost turning over a mountain.Chi Songzi didn't know the way here, and she always took the wrong direction. She couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the adult's arm with her small hand, and started running in the fragrance of the moist soil.

She is most familiar with this kind of running. She has been playing alone since she was very young. She often runs barefoot, running between one mountain and another for a long time without needing to breathe.But the red pine nuts are not good. The doctor uncle looks a little pale and thin. He looks like the kind who doesn't exercise much at ordinary times. He has to stop for a while after running for a while.Finally, she asked the way again, and the two of them found their destination when it was dark.

She had never seen this place before, so she was taken aback—she thought the flood was gone at first, and it turned out that the big monster was hiding here!

A group of uncles in dark green military uniforms, each wearing orange life jackets, were carrying heavy sandbags and groping for ropes trying to cross the river.They looked exhausted, their faces were gray, they were covered in black and dirty mud, and they were soaked through, but they kept carrying sandbags.

All the respected adults in the village were there, each with a nervous expression.She was a little overwhelmed and wanted to find the doctor's uncle, but Chisongzi seemed much more nervous than she was.His eyes have been fixed on the direction of rescue - it should be