little uncle

Nearly a whole month has passed in 2006, but the firecrackers for the Spring Festival have not been fired, and the Chinese people are still unaware of it. They just regard it as the old year, but the new year is always full of vitality and gives people infinite hope.

The auspicious snow in the city is a sign of a good year. On the eve of New Year's Eve, it snowed heavily in J City all night, and the whole land was covered with snow, which covered up the inherent filth and chaos of the city, and also cooled down the countless noises and hustle and bustle on weekdays.

The uncles and nephews were still busy, and no one was idle. Now, Zhou Hongyuan was getting taller and taller, and he was only a thin scalp away, and he was about to catch up with Cheng Yu's height. Kua, both your uncle and nephew are tall, unlike my grandson who only grows sideways!

Zhou Hongyuan has great strength, and is extremely organized and careful. He is also a good hand at housework. He rolls up his sleeves more quickly than Cheng Yu.Cheng Yu used to study all day long, but now he is working at his desk all day long. His shoulders and waist have become sick from overwork, and his head hurts every three days. Although he doesn't often tell Zhou Hongyuan about this, Zhou Hongyuan sees it, so , he always forbids Cheng Yu to sweep and mop the floor on weekdays, for fear that his waist will be strained, and the pain will be so painful that he will not be able to sleep at night.

The uncle and nephew are much more proficient at making dumplings this time than last year. One rolls the skin and the other makes a bag, and the cooperation is perfect.Although all the dumplings were made lying on their stomachs, they only looked a little ugly, and none of them had a broken skin when they were boiled in the pot. No one could tell the difference.

Halfway through the meal, the Spring Festival Gala began. Neither of them liked to watch songs and dances, and they were not interested in cross talk sketches, so they didn't put their minds on the TV, they just talked about each other.There are no grandiose words, just daily trivialities, but they are also warm and touching.

Cheng Yu is a pragmatist. Since he was a child, he has done a lot and said little. When he said it, he only liked to pick up the family's gossip and trivial matters, and hid all the blood and tenderness under his skin.He would rather talk about this year's meat prices and electricity bills than talk about the indelible kindness and yesterday's glory.

Zhou Hongyuan's temperament is quite different from Cheng Yu's.He likes to look ahead, is ambitious, and aspirational.This may be the nature of an adventurer brought out in his bones, or it may be a legacy of childhood. For him at the beginning of the years, all he can have is unlimited prospects and imagination.He has unlimited ambitions, countless ambitions, he wants to see a wider world, and he wants to own a wider world.But he knew that Cheng Yu didn't like these unseen and intangible futures, these unspoken bold words.Cheng Yu only likes to take one step at a time, so Zhou Hongyuan can only keep his feet on the ground, swallow all those vibrant dreams that belong to boys, and then tell his little uncle that the dumplings this time are better than last time too much.

Over the past year or so, both of them have been changing and compromising at the same time.Zhou Hongyuan learned to show weakness and act like a baby, while Cheng Yu learned to smoke and drink, and got used to the sinister society.Both of them are groping, one is learning to be a qualified child, the other is learning to be a well-behaved adult.

Thinking about it carefully, they have only known each other for a year and a half. In the hot steam, in the lively singing and dancing on the TV, in the fireworks blooming and extinguishing outside the window, they have a feeling of being in a relationship. After a lifetime, this idea is a bit absurd, but at this moment, both of them feel that they seem to have been together for a long time, and their blood has long been linked together.

When Cheng Manhong was still there, Cheng Yu would always stay with her until the zero o'clock. After Cheng Manhong died of illness, Cheng Yu was left alone during the Chinese New Year. He had no interest in life. Looking at the lights of thousands of houses only made him miserable, so what else? Zero o'clock is not zero o'clock, what about those who keep the year old?He poured a few bottles of Tsingtao beer into his stomach, fell asleep and finished the work, until the next day before dawn, he was woken up by the firecrackers, covered his head with a pillow, and chased after Zhou Gong while cursing.

Later, Zhou Hongyuan came to the house, there was a child in the family, and a relative by his side, everything was naturally different, even if Cheng Yu was clear in his heart, Zhou Hongyuan and him were not really relatives, but people To live, there must always be a thought.

If he didn't even think about it, Cheng Yu's life would be too sad.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the two talked and laughed to watch the New Year's Eve. Finally, amidst the countdown, they took a thousand firecrackers and set them off downstairs together.

Downstairs is already full of "cracking" sounds, one after another, without stopping for a while; let alone the fireworks flying into the sky one after another, blooming briefly and brilliantly.The air was filled with the lingering smell of gunpowder smoke, and when I smelled it, a wave of nausea surged up in my nose, and I took two steps outside, and even my eyes hurt from the smoke.Cheng Yu blinked hard twice before he could barely see clearly. He quickly put the firecrackers away, lit the fuse with the lighter, and then dragged Zhou Hongyuan beside him back into the corridor.

The uncle and nephew stared at the firecrackers that were gradually shortening and flying around, and covered their ears tightly with their hands. When all the firecrackers went off, the two smiled at each other and went back to the room.

There was always the sound of firecrackers and fireworks at night, neither of them fell asleep very much, until three or four o'clock, the sleepiness gradually became stronger, but the firecrackers on the first day of junior high school were sounded early, and they were awakened again just after falling asleep.

The two pulled the quilt over their heads, and after failing to fall asleep for the hundredth time, they got up from the bed resignedly.

In the midst of winter, getting up was really hard, the two of them lingered for a long time before finally getting dressed. After washing, they simply stuffed a few dumplings left over from last night, and went to the Great Compassion Temple together.

The predecessor of Dabei Temple was a group of abandoned temples, which unfortunately collapsed and was restored until the Republic of China.In City J, the Dabei Temple is not considered a temple with a lot of incense, but because of the small number of people, it adds to the tranquility, so Cheng Manhong loved to come here when he was alive.

Cheng Yu is a complete atheist, everything depends on the law of cause and effect, why bother to ask ghosts and gods, although he doesn't believe in these things, but he has no choice but to be a filial son and often walks around with his mother.Now that my mother is gone, I feel so worried about her, that I actually came up with the idea of ​​visiting the temple.

Thanks to the lack of tourists in Dabei Temple, the development has been sluggish in recent years, and it has not been commercialized. Even the gate is a temporary structure, which looks a little funny, but it's just a place of Buddhism, it's not good for Cheng Yu to really laugh .

There are only a few meditation rooms in the temple, and in the middle is a statue of a Bodhisattva. Cheng Yu couldn't recognize which Bodhisattva it was, and Zhou Hongyuan had no way of knowing.A table was set up beside the statue, and a man sat in front of the table. He was wearing cassock and glasses. He was facing the scriptures in a dignified manner, but his head was not shaved. There is no need to buy three sticks, and the incense money can be donated at will, without forcing.

Those who come here to offer incense are mostly old, weak, sick, disabled and housewives. They all have bitterness and hatred on their faces. They always have to kneel in front of the futon, talk to the Bodhisattva for a long time, and then squirm. , took out a piece of five yuan from his pocket, and stuffed it into the merit box.

Cheng Yu didn't intend to offer incense, let alone bow down. He stood in front of the Bodhisattva and watched for a long time, until the "fake monk"

I couldn't stand it anymore, cleared my throat, and said, "Well, would you like two sticks of incense?"

Cheng Yu then turned around, smiled at the "fake monk", and said, "No need".Immediately afterwards, he stuffed 100 yuan into Zhou Hongyuan's hand and asked Zhou Hongyuan to put it in the merit box.Zhou Hongyuan was a little surprised, but he did it anyway.

Before leaving, the "fake monk" suggested, "All the money has been donated, let's burn incense sticks."

Cheng Yu just shook his head and said without pretending, "I don't believe this."

The mouth of the "fake monk" opened and closed, and finally he only murmured, "What a weirdo."

When the uncle and nephew left the temple, Zhou Hongyuan couldn't help asking, "Uncle, you don't believe in Buddhism, and you don't worship Bodhisattvas. Why do you give so much money?"

Cheng Yu's mood was very light, and he couldn't see any sadness or happiness. He stroked Zhou Hongyuan's soft hair and said, "Your grandma always liked to come here before, and I only thought I came here for her."

Zhou Hongyuan has no impression of Cheng Manhong. He only saw a few photos of her and Cheng Yu in the photo album at home. Looking at the kind and gentle woman in the photos, he couldn't help but want to get close. Let's think about it, if she had never escaped from Zhou Zhen, would she love and protect herself like Cheng Yu?

There will never be an answer to this, and he will never be the real blood of the Zhou family.He has long been aware of this.

Cheng Yu looked around and said in a rambling manner, "This is a small temple. There is no entrance fee, and there is no appropriation. If you give some incense money, the staff in the temple can continue to maintain it."

Zhou Hongyuan did not have such thoughts as Cheng Yu.He just felt that if he couldn't even eat his own food well, why should he care about whether a temple can continue to operate?But he had no way to refute, so he could only say in a muffled voice, "Yeah".

After spring, Zhou Hongyuan started school.The academic pressure of the second year of junior high school is much heavier than that of the first year of junior high school. A new course of physical chemistry has been added, and final exams are required for biological history and geography.Zhou Hongyuan is now at ease in school, he only needs to follow the teacher's rhythm every day, and he doesn't feel too hard or tired.

He still stayed on the playground to play after school every day, still listened to Wu Siyuan and Zheng Mingkun chatting from morning to night, still received love letters one after another, and then threw them all into the trash can at the gate of the community.

After playing, Zhou Hongyuan was sweating all over his body, his clothes were drenched on his body, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He picked up his water glass and filled half a bottle of water, only then did he see a small man standing in front of him. The girl is from his own class, named Li Weiyang.Li Weiyang looks fair and clean, with a ponytail. His facial features have not yet opened up, so they are not exquisite, but they are fresh and lovely, and they are very lovable.

Zhou Hongyuan frowned, raised his head towards Li Weiyang, and said, "What's the matter?"

Li Weiyang licked his slightly dry lips, pushed the yellow packaging bag in his hand to Zhou Hongyuan, and said, "This is for you."

Zhou Hongyuan's frown deepened. He was about to refuse without even thinking about it, but Zheng Mingkun who was on the side pushed him and said, "If I give it to you, just follow it."

After all, Li Weiyang was shy, his face flushed red, he pushed the things in his hand and ran away without looking back.

After Li Weiyang left, Zheng Mingkun curled his lips, and said in a nonchalant manner, "The playground is full of people watching, how ugly is Li Weiyang if you don't accept him?"

Zhou Hongyuan looked at the Lay's potato chips in his hand, feeling extremely irritable.

Zheng Mingkun slapped him with his arm again, and continued, "Besides, Li Weiyang is such a good girl. I have liked you for so long, so I really don't want to be moved?"

Zhou Hongyuan thought for a while, "I don't feel anything."

Zheng Mingkun sneered, "I don't believe it, just carry it, I see you, sooner or later you will be hooked."

Wu Siyuan on the side sneered twice, both Zheng Mingkun and Zhou Hongyuan felt baffled, and were about to ask him what kind of nerve this was, when they arrived at the fork in the road, Wu Siyuan walked away without even saying hello.

Zhou Hongyuan and Zheng Mingkun looked at me and I looked at you, but they couldn't tell why. In the end, Zheng Mingkun suddenly stared at Zhou Hongyuan thoughtfully, and guessed, "Siyuan, he probably likes Li Weiyang, right? ?”

Although Zhou Hongyuan didn't know whether there was any relationship between Wu Siyuan and Li Weiyang, he almost blurted out, "Impossible". After saying this, not only Zheng Mingkun, but even himself was taken aback.

Zhou Hongyuan didn't know where his determination came from, but he just knew that it was impossible for Wu Siyuan to like Li Weiyang.

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