The peasant boy of crossing

"Ah Zheng, be careful!" A ten-year-old child grabbed his brother's sleeve in panic, but it might be because the material was too slippery, so he missed it, and his brother fell down the hillside.

"Ah Zheng! Ah Zheng!" Everyone was eight or nine years old, the youngest Fang Zheng was only six years old, and the oldest Fang Yu was only eleven years old. Everyone was at a loss.

This area is full of long grass stalks, and if you stretch your waist a little, you can't see a person.

I don't know where Fangzheng fell.

"Everyone look for it. There is grass here. You must find Ah Zheng." The ten-year-old boy who spoke is Fang Zheng's elder brother Fang Xin. He brought his younger brother out to play. If he can't find him, it will be his. responsibility.

"How about... Let's call our parents over and let them mow the grass here, so that we can quickly find our brother." Fang Yu said after all, he was old.

"Brother Yu is right." Fang Dao said, "All the children will follow Brother Yu to find their parents, and the rest will stay to find Ah Zheng. Everyone hurry up."

Those who thought they were not "children" stayed behind, and none of them were willing to accompany Fang Yu back for a while.Fang Yu sighed and left quickly.

Fang Xin pushed aside the long grass stalks, and finally saw Fangzheng lying on his stomach before dark. He was so happy that he burst into tears.

Fangzheng must have fainted from the fall. Fang Xin called him many times, but he didn't respond.Seeing an adult holding a torch not far away, he felt happy and blamed himself at the same time. He hurriedly dragged his younger brother's arm, trying to pull him up.

But because the grass was too long, Fang Xin didn't notice that the bottom was empty, and he stepped on the ground and fell down the hillside.

Fang Xin was not as lucky as Fang Zheng, and without thatch as a buffer, he fell on the ground and broke his leg.

The child's leg bones grew too fast, and the broken bones were finally reattached. However, I don't know if there was a slight deviation when the bones were reattached, or they accidentally bumped into each other when raising them. Fang Xin recovered from his illness, but his legs lame.

"My family Xin'er wants to take the imperial examination to become an official!"

The grandfather of the Fang family was a Jinshi, but he was depressed all the time. He retired early and returned to his hometown to teach the children of the Fang family.But after Fang's father won the exam, he stopped moving forward, and all the family's hopes were placed on Fang Xin and Fangzheng brothers.

Fang Xin was talented and intelligent at a young age, and his grandfather valued him very much. Now that he is lame, he will have no hope of taking the imperial examination in this life.

The Fang family invited doctors all over the place, but everyone said they couldn't cure them. "Unless the bones are broken and rejoined." Only a young doctor proposed a new method, "but only experienced bonesetters can do it."

This matter hangs over the Fang family like a dark cloud. Fangzheng can't remember those days clearly. The only thing he remembers are his mother's tears and the reprimand: "Your elder brother's leg is because of you. Only lame!"

Fangzheng is different from his elder brother, he is not a talented person, and he is even a little bit clueless.

The only advantage is that he has a good memory and a photographic memory. There is nothing wrong with citing classics, but it is very difficult for him to express his own point of view and draw inferences based on the problem.

This made Fang's grandfather both angry and sighed.

"If this is a stupid person, I wouldn't count on him, but..." the grandfather of the Fang family was very distressed, "You have the ability to remember with a photographic memory, why are you so ignorant!"

Why are you so clueless!

Fangzheng didn't know how his youth passed, his grandfather's expectations, his mother's tears, his brother's relief, and his father's regretful eyes, he just read and wrote articles every day.

Fangzheng didn't know what he was insisting on, maybe it was just to make up for his elder brother's regret, so that the dark clouds over the Fang family would not be so overwhelming.

"Ah Zheng! Is Ah Zheng at home?" A crisp voice asked.

Fang's mother liked the clever child in front of her very much, and replied: "Here, he is in the study on the west side. Auntie will bring you a candy cake. You can go find him after eating."

"Thank you, auntie." Zhou Wei took two yuan and said, "I'll give Ah Zheng one too."

"Good boy, let's go." Mother Fang said with a smile.

"Ah Zheng, do you want some candy?" Zhou Wei handed the candy to Fang Zheng and said.

"Thank you, Ah Wei, but I'm still writing the article, and there is one last question left, you can eat the candy cake yourself." Fang Zheng said without raising his head.

"Fang Yu and the others are going to the bamboo garden tomorrow to dig bamboo shoots and fly a kite. Are you going?" Zhou Wei said, biting a candy.

"I still have three articles to write and four books to read, so I can't go there anymore. If you dig bamboo shoots, give me some too." Fang Zheng said.

"You're really boring. You can't finish writing articles or reading books. If you just go all afternoon, you won't waste much time." Zhou Wei said.

Seeing that Fangzheng was still hesitating, Zhou Wei said, "If you don't go, I will never play with you again, and you don't even want bamboo shoots."

"Alright then." Fangzheng compromised, "What time is tomorrow?"

Zhou Wei smiled brightly, with the dimples on the corners of his mouth looming, "Tomorrow is not the time, see you soon."

In order to go to the bamboo garden to dig bamboo shoots, Fangzheng stayed up late at night to write two articles, and only replied to his grandfather the next day.

"Grandfather, grandson has only one article left to write, and he is also a fast reader. Please allow grandson to let grandson, and grandson will continue to study hard when he comes back."

However, Grandpa Fang waved his hand and said, "You go, Grandfather has no intention of stopping you."

If his grandfather accused him of playing with things and losing his mind, then he might be determined to follow Zhou Wei to the bamboo garden to dig bamboo shoots.But the grandfather just waved his hand, and he felt guilty all of a sudden, feeling that he had wasted a good time.

Fangzheng was conflicted and uncomfortable, and when Zhou Wei came to look for him the next day, he had the same dejected face, and when he left, his eyes were still glued to the book and he refused to leave.

"Did your grandfather not let you go?" Zhou Wei asked him.

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "Grandpa said not to stop me."

Zhou Wei became happy all of a sudden, and said: "Then why are you hesitating, let's go, Fang Yu and the others are waiting impatiently. Let me tell you, there are a lot of fresh bamboo shoots in the bamboo garden, and the owner of the garden asked us to dig them at will. , that is, after the digging, the hole must be filled.”

"I'll dig it when the time comes, and you help me fill in the hole." Zhou Wei instructed Fang Zheng seriously.

Seeing that Fangzheng was still looking out of his mind, Zhou Wei also felt bored, so he just took his hand and walked towards the bamboo garden.

It is called a bamboo garden, which is a woodland full of bamboos. The north side of the periphery is a soil slope, and fences are built on the east and west sides.The owner of the garden is Fang Yu's clan uncle, and if the juniors want to dig bamboo shoots, they just need to say hello.

"Fangzheng, take this shovel and this basket, and hang the kite on the tree. When the bamboo shoots are dug, I will lend you to put them for a while." Zhou Wei said.

"Let's have a competition, how about we dig more?" Someone suggested.

"That's good." Zhou Wei thought it was very interesting, and said, "It's just that the game can't be without a lottery. How about this, it's like two incense sticks, we are in two teams, and the person who digs less will give the person who digs the most bamboo shoots , what do you all think?"

"Okay, I'll go home and get two sticks of incense, you guys wait for me here." The man said.

"Fangzheng, don't fill in the hole for a while. You go to the bamboo shoots. Wherever there are bamboo shoots protruding, or where you think it is hard to step on, just tell me and I will dig. Be sure to find a little bit. If we dig the most, all the bamboo shoots they dig will be ours. If we dig the least, then the digging will be in vain, and you must strive for success." Zhou Wei said.

At this time, Fangzheng still had the image of his grandfather waving in his mind, occasionally mixed with some words from the saints in the books: "Accumulating goodness makes virtue, and the gods are content, and the holy heart is prepared."

Therefore, I only heard Zhou Wei's last sentence, and replied reflexively: "I will definitely live up to my expectations."

Zhou Wei was very satisfied.

The competition officially started, and Zhou Wei kept urging: "Fangzheng, hurry up! If there are any bamboo shoots over there, you can look for them."

"It's not here, it's over there! Oh, there are no bamboo shoots, why do you let me dig them?"

"Fangzheng, bring the basket over here, and pick up the bamboo shoots, hurry up."

Fangzheng was almost dizzy. There were bamboos growing everywhere in the bamboo garden, and the ground was covered with dead branches and fallen leaves. There were also thin bamboos grown from bamboo shoots, and it was easy to trip over if he was not careful.

He, Zhou Wei, was in a hurry. He had always been a somewhat proud person. Since he proposed the lottery this time, he hoped that he could get it.If you win, you can get the bamboo shoots dug by everyone, and if you lose, you have to give away the bamboo shoots you dug to others.

"Ah Zheng, I know that you are reluctant to bring you to the bamboo garden, but if we can get the bamboo shoots they dug, you can go back and continue to write your articles and read your books. So Now, can you be more aggressive?" Zhou Wei almost spoke to Fangzheng in a pleading tone, this was the first time.

Fangzheng nodded, indicating that he understood.

With the previous running-in and the experience of finding bamboo shoots taught by Zhou Wei, this time the two of them cooperated very well, especially in the later time, almost as soon as Zhou Wei called out, Fangzheng dug, and Zhou Wei fished out the bamboo shoots Come on, Fangzheng digs the next one with a basket and a shovel.

"It's time! Stop!" The little partner in charge of timing shouted very respectfully.

"Fang Yu, the time is up, the bamboo shoot in your hand doesn't count, put it down quickly." Zhou Wei stopped her with sharp eyes.

"Which eye of yours doesn't count when you see this bamboo shoot? I dug it out and almost put it in the basket." Fang Yu retorted.

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count. If you agree to two sticks of incense, one more is still more." Zhou Wei said.

"Zhou Wei, you are a damn thing!" Fang Yu said angrily.

"You are the only one who can curse? If you mess with me again, I will scold your ancestors." Zhou Wei was unwilling to show weakness.

"Don't say a few words, Ayu's extra bamboo shoots will be put aside first, and I will count the remaining bamboo shoots first." The little partner in charge of timing said.

"I just don't count this one, I have dug more than you!" Fang Yu kicked the basket containing bamboo shoots, and the basket hit the basket at Fang Zheng's feet. It seems that there are indeed more than Founder.

"One pair, two pairs, three pairs... seven and a half pairs. Use a stone to mark it on the ground."

"Six pairs and a half."

After counting the other baskets, the counting partner came to Fangzheng and asked, "Which basket is Fang Yu's?"

"This." Fang Zheng said.

"Fang Yu's eleven pairs, remember."

"You dug this?"

Zhou Wei said with some air, "It was the two of us who dug it. You should count it and see who digs more."

"Zhou Wei has eleven pairs and a half."

"Impossible!" Fang Yu couldn't believe it, "Keep your eyes open, I have dug a lot more than Zhou Wei."

"Your eyes are on your feet, right?" Zhou Wei mocked, "The competition is about digging more, not digging bigger."

"Okay, the bamboo shoots you dig are mine and Fangzheng's." Zhou Wei said happily, "I'll ask my family to help move the bamboo shoots back later, so you can come to my house to drink bamboo shoot soup at night."

Fang Yu said: "You want to take away the bamboo shoots I dug so hard. It's a good idea. You can play with yourself, I won't accompany you."