Jujube

I tasted the sweetness of love from my brother, but at the same time I felt uneasy.Even in our closest moments, from my brother's reactions, I could vaguely feel that our relationship was fragile, vague, and even a little bit unspeakably dark.

I didn’t understand at the time that some things don’t need to get to the bottom of it. If you see it too clearly, you will fall into a dangerous situation. What you see then is not the truth, but the fear in your heart. ——I saw a tiny strand of hair enlarged into a crack, and a red-spotted butterfly flew out of the crack.

My brother discovered this when spring came, and everything started with the "red dress swaying in the wind". That day Mei Qingqing was wearing a red wedding dress and standing on the bow of the boat to worship the river god.

Every spring in Baiquedang, there is a ceremony to worship the river water. For the men in the village, the ceremony is not as good-looking as Mei Qingqing who worships the river water.Everyone on the shore looked at her, but Mei Qingqing looked at my brother shyly.

Mei Qingqing's face was covered with rouge, making her look more shy and timid. She stood there like a willow swaying in the wind.

Lu Xinyao was pushed to the shore by Sister Wen and Xiao Wu. Amidst their expectant booing, Lu Xinyao met Mei Qingqing's sight with a smile, and pulled her out of the boat.

My brother's actions caused a lot of gossip in Baiquedang.

The old matchmaker told Sun Yuemei that Lu Xinyao and Mei Qingqing were a perfect couple because they were both talented and beautiful.

Sun Yuemei said that she couldn't control Lu Xinyao, but her face flushed red.

Both unmarried and married men envy my brother, only Pan Guizhi is very disdainful.He said that he had been tired of playing with Mei Qingqing's butt for a long time, it was like plasticine, he rounded it for a while, and then flattened it for a while, and it was already rotten.

The current Mei Qingqing is moldy to him. Pan Guizhi used moldy grapefruit to describe Mei Qingqing's ass, and used an idiom to describe how familiar he was with that ass—he called it "the ass is in the chest". .

My younger brother Sun Yanming imitated Pan Guizhi's accent and parroted this remarkable speech around.He was afraid that his classmates would not understand, so he explained patiently:

"'Cheng's butt is on her chest' means 'Mei Qingqing's butt is on her chest', do you understand?"

Sun Yanming was slapped by Sun Yuemei for shouting these words at home.After that, my younger brother changed his tune even more.He nicknamed Mei Qingqing "Butt Chest", and said triumphantly to me, "Lu Xinyao is going to marry Butt Chest!"

I told him that if he dared to say it again, I would hang him to the electric fan.

Sun Yanming said stiffly: "Lu Xinyao is going to get married. My mother said, give them your room as their wedding room, and you will be gone soon!"

Sun Yanming wanted to run after he finished speaking, but I blocked him and knocked him to the ground.

My brother had snot bubbles coming out of his nose. He stared at me and threatened, "Don't you dare! My mother will skin you! Lu Xinyao won't let you go..."

I said, my brother asked me to hit you.

Then I beat my younger brother up. Sun Yanming also gathered a lot of force at that time. He waved his fists to resist, leaving a bruise on my wrist.

In fact, Sun Yanming did not make a mistake, he just told me the "facts" he knew, but I took my anger out on him.So that evening, Sun Yanming's revenge on me was also reasonable.

My younger brother found a pair of scissors and puffed up his cheeks to seek revenge on me.I kicked him down and tried to snatch his scissors, but he grabbed his weapon and refused to let it go, his face flushed.I underestimated my brother's explosive power. When I pulled the scissors out of his hand, he suddenly yelled and burst out with amazing force, and then the scissors were pulled out of my hand , and my hands were wet.

Not rain or my brother's saliva, but a different kind of red water dripping down.

In an instant, blood flowed all over my palm.

Sun Yanming was stunned. He repeatedly yelled "You are the one who wants to grab it! You are the one who wants to grab it", and then burst into tears in fear.My brother was crying and howling, as if he was the one bleeding.

Sun Yanming's crying attracted Sun Yuemei, she rushed over from the next door, took her precious son into her arms, and touched Sun Yanming's whole body: "Where did he hit you?"

Sun Yanming was still crying. I didn't care about my younger brother's crying, nor did I care about Sun Yuemei's slander. I heard a woman's laughter coming in from outside the courtyard wall, like silver bells.

It was Mei Qingqing.I think.But it was Lu Xinyao who opened the door and came in, and he was the only one.

really weird.The moment I met my brother's gaze, I suddenly became extremely vulnerable. The pain in my palm seemed to be magnified ten times at once, and the blood flow became hot and hot.So my eyes got wet too.It couldn't wait to become another wound, and it couldn't wait to bleed.

Tears are the blood it bleeds, more painful than bleeding from palms.

I can easily become incompetent and weak in front of my brother.He broke my hand away, washed the blood stains off with cold well water in early spring, and said to Sun Yanming, "Get out by yourself."

Lu Xinyao never called my younger brother "Mingming" like Sun Yuemei, and he never called him "brother". When he was not angry, he called him "Sun Yanming".This time he didn't shout anything, but Sun Yanming seemed to be even more frightened.His cries were even more miserable, but it seemed that the tears had dried up and could no longer fall, just howling dryly.

My younger brother hid in Sun Yuemei's arms like a mouse seeing a cat. Sun Yuemei had already seen the blood on the ground, and with her shrewdness, she roughly guessed what it was.She protected Sun Yanming, looked straight at Lu Xinyao, and her face turned pale.

Lu Xinyao did not soften his heart because of his brother's crying, he continued: "Don't make me say it again."

Sun Yanming didn't know what would happen if he asked Lu Xinyao to say it again, and his guts didn't allow him to know.My younger brother walked out of Sun Yuemei's shelter trembling all over, and the whining sound in his throat trembled too.

His chest rose and fell several times before he stammered, "...No, no, it wasn't me! He, he made it himself!"

Sun Yanming's lies didn't fool my brother, on the contrary, he spit out a runny nose. At this time, Sun Yuemei was protecting him, her face was still pale, and her eyes turned red.I know that at this time, the turmoil in my family will start again.

I didn't listen to what Sun Yuemei said, I just looked at my brother.His figure looked so thin and unreliable under the crumbling eaves.I suddenly regretted that I shouldn't have done anything to my brother, and I shouldn't have caused this conflict.Every time I cause trouble, I always have to stop it from my brother.

This time, Sun Yuemei made more trouble than ever before. She bumped her head against the wall on a whim, and her hair was messed up. Her once stunning appearance could not be seen, but became crazy, terrifying, and hysterical. Scared left.She asked Lu Xinyao in a way of seeking death, is it because Sun Yanming has one more mother than me, so he is partial to me.

My younger brother was so frightened that he burst into tears, wailing while pulling Sun Yuemei.Then he tearfully said to Lu Xinyao: "He robbed me. Because, why, you want to marry a, fart, ass, so, so..."

While Sun Yanming was talking, Sun Yuemei hugged him, and the mother and son were sobbing.

This time he was telling the truth.Lu Xinyao glanced at me lightly, and I felt my face turn red like a fever.

He found out.He found out.He was finally going to find out.The red-spotted butterfly flapped its wings and flew out of my eyes, casting shadows that were both real and illusory.

After returning to the house, Lu Xinyao asked me if it still hurts.Where is he asking?The hand doesn't feel pain anymore, and it hasn't hurt since Sun Yanming confessed.I don't dare to feel pain anymore.

I told my brother truthfully that it didn't hurt, but my eyes hurt.

Lu Xinyao didn't speak for a while, as if he was in deep thought.

If he doesn't speak, how dare I speak?I hugged his back, and my brother stared at the blood on my hand, which had stopped, a thin slit, like a red thread.My brother stared at it deeply, and perhaps he had seen the danger lurking in it then.

Whether it is family or love, it is dangerous to take another person too seriously.

My brother punished me when he put the Band-Aid on me.He sat me on his lap, face to face, and it was hard not to kiss from such a distance.I was hooked, and when I got closer to him, he grabbed my neck and slapped my ass mercilessly with his other hand.

It was so embarrassing and painful to slap, I looked at my brother at a loss, not knowing why he was slapped.My brother didn't say anything either, he left the question to me.

I only think of Mei Qingqing's red dress, and her unforgettable ass under her red dress.

Lu Xinyao liked Mei Qingqing's ass.I haven't forgotten about this, and my brother certainly hasn't, he never touches my ass because it takes all interest out of him.

Yeah, what's so good about his brother's ass?A thin, pale, uninteresting ass of his own gender.Does the ass also have a gender?

So I figured out the reason for the beating, but I didn't say anything, and Lu Xinyao said, "It seems that I don't know yet." He slapped me again.

Only in his dreams did he beat me like this, and most of those dreams were beautiful, so I reacted inappropriately when I was beaten.This was unexpected by my brother, his eyes showed slight surprise, and after a few seconds, he said a dirty word to me: "Are you comfortable being beaten, are you cheap?"

I didn't want to look him in the eyes at this moment, my brother thoughtfully loosened my neck, but when my body was free, his hands were caught behind my back.

I saw him take out another band-aid, tear it off, and stick it on.In a tight circle, as if it was a place that needed healing, there were tears in my eyes.My brother won't teach me or let me do it myself, lust at this moment is shameful and I'm forced to watch it run its course.

This process made me feel my brother's cruelty, and also some humiliation, so when my brother let me go, I fled from his house to my own room.

At that time, I didn't understand what my brother's punishment meant to me, just like I didn't understand the sentence left by Uncle Zhang Buyu: What is propriety?

My love for my brother has no measure. ——This is the truth that took me a long time to understand.