Nongben is passionate

For a few days, Xie Xuan didn't go out, just stayed in the room with Feng Kailuo and played some simple games, but Feng Kailuo was quite different from him in age after all, after playing for a while, he found it boring.At that time, "Fist of Fury" starring Donnie Yen was being broadcast on TV. There were two episodes every afternoon, and there were not too many commercials to interrupt. After the two episodes were broadcast, "Journey to the West" just started again.The two sat in front of the TV every afternoon and waited on time. They kept watching around four o'clock in the afternoon. There was really no program. They would go to the piano room—Xie Xuan would teach Feng Kailuo how to play the piano—this is rare for Xie Xuan Something to persevere with great interest.

Xie Xuan herself came from an orthodox background, so she has a good figure when teaching Feng Kailuo.Grandma will also teach Feng Kailuo some basic fingering skills when she has time, but after all, it is better to pay attention to Xie Xuan.Therefore, most of Feng Kailuo's pianos are taught by Xie Xuan.Xie Xuan didn't expect that Feng Kailuo would persevere in his whim at the time, and even in his most difficult period, it became a skill for him to earn a living.

Before he could remember the dirty clothes hidden by Xie Xuan, when he woke up one morning, he had already appeared on the clothes drying pole in the yard. Xie Xuan's face was hot all morning, and he kept bowing his head when eating lunch Grilled rice, the old lady didn't have any words about it.On the contrary, his grandfather asked why Zhou Nansheng didn't come to play with him these days, but he was vague.

He always feels that his grandfather likes Zhou Nansheng more than his two serious grandsons Feng Kailuo, and he, who has always been serious and unsmiling, can't help being "kind" when facing Zhou Nansheng, although he often pretends to be dangerous. Threatened, and then teased Zhou Nansheng to jump, but there was always a hearty and happy smile afterwards.The old man himself grew up in the mud, an authentic wild child, it is difficult to appreciate the "polite" "city child", he thinks that children should run wild in the wilderness, follow the wind like weeds Vigorous growth, infinite vigor.

On the fourth day after breaking up with Zhou Nansheng, Xie Xuan and Feng Kailuo were helping the old lady make rice wine. They saw Zhou Nansheng riding on the back of a boy, cutting his hand behind him, and shouted sharply, "You still don't want to pay it back?"

The boy who was pressed to the ground was sweating profusely, and replied with difficulty: "I returned them to you, I just took two, and the rest were taken away by Ah Feng and the others, really—"

Xie Xuan identified it, and recognized that this boy was also among the crowd teasing Feng Kailuo, and raised his eyes to meet Zhou Nansheng's gaze.Zhou Nansheng immediately became embarrassed, his face flushed, and he was speechless.

Xie Xuan looked away indifferently, took Feng Kailuo's hand and went back.

Zhou Nansheng, who had always been fearless, suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to find something to vent.

At that time, the power supply in the countryside was tight in summer, and power outages were common, and calls usually didn't come until midnight.Once the power went out, almost every household moved bamboo chairs, bamboo couches, and small benches to the door after dinner, chatting with neighbors while enjoying the cool.The children who were originally detained at home at night are playing crazy now, carrying people, catching people, playing hide and seek through the night, children can always come up with all kinds of games that are extremely boring in the eyes of adults, and I never get tired of it, I was sweating profusely and then my mother went home with my ears.

The power outage started at six o'clock in the morning that day, and there was no call until it was completely dark.Even the old lady who never liked to chat with others went out and took Feng Kailuo away.Xie Xuan was not in high spirits, lying on her big bed, staring at the candles on the chest of drawers, it was very hot, and there was no wind, after a while, her body became sticky after taking a bath, and her legs were covered with The big mosquito bites, he scratched hard, the scratches became more and more itchy, he couldn't help getting up and took the sunflower fan to imitate the old lady's way to drive away the mosquitoes, and vaguely heard someone calling him San'er——

There are only a few people in this world who call him this nickname. Xie Xuan opened his eyes wide and looked towards the door—the candlelight was too weak to illuminate the whole room. The door was dark, and a sneaky figure appeared, about the same height as him. He was almost there, with his hands behind his back, and he poked his head in first—if it wasn't Zhou Nansheng, who else?

When he really saw Xie Xuan, Zhou Nansheng felt shy again, he dawdled and refused to enter the door, but looked at Xie Xuan with embarrassment and expectation.

Xie Xuan sat down, looked at him, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Nansheng kicked the ground with his feet, and remained silent for a while, then suddenly took out a bag of glowing green light from behind him, brought it up to his eyes, and said in a flattering tone, "Look, Saner, the firefly I caught— —”

Xie Xuan's gaze was indeed attracted by the thing emitting beautiful light, and he opened his eyes wide, all curious.With a smile on Zhou Nansheng's face, a little bit happy and a little bit proud, he limped to Xie Xuan's side and sat down next to his buttocks, "There are more in the bamboo forest, but it's dark there, and it's still by the river." , the adults forbid us to go, next time I will take you there, we will go secretly—”

Xie Xuan noticed his unnatural feet and frowned slightly, "What's wrong with your feet?"

Zhou Nansheng waved his hands nonchalantly: "It's okay, I twisted it when I jumped down." Actually, his feet hurt a lot right now, but he was determined not to say anything.

Xie Xuan said, "Why are you climbing the wall again, the door is open."

Zhou Nansheng curled his lips, "Who knows if your grandpa is here—" He has always had lingering fears about the old man who threatened to kick his ass.

Xie Xuan stopped talking about this topic, and looked at the little glowing things that Zhou Nansheng packed in plastic bags with novelty—these nouns that he had only seen in books appeared vividly in front of his eyes, and they had great significance for him. Unparalleled attractiveness, he couldn't help but touch the plastic bag with his hands, and admired in his heart, "It's so beautiful——"

Zhou Nansheng grinned, stood up suddenly, walked a few steps to the chest of drawers and blew out the candles. The room became dark all of a sudden, and he couldn't see his fingers. However, the next moment, the light of fireflies became brighter and more beautiful.Zhou Nansheng pulled Xie Xuan up onto the bed, then put down the gauze curtain, sealed the gap, and untied the plastic bag containing the fireflies. Countless bugs flew out and danced lightly in the gauze tent, dotted with fluorescent light, flickering and extinguishing , gentle and tender, indescribably beautiful.

Xie Xuan was dumbfounded and admired in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, only joy.

Zhou Nansheng forgot that his feet were hurting, turned his head to look at Xie Xuan, looked at the beautiful eyes of the young boy in the fluttering firefly, stretched out his hand to hook Xie Xuan's finger, "San'er——"

Xie Xuan turned around blankly, "Tell me, how many fireflies are there here?"

Zhou Nansheng shook his head, "I don't know, how about we count?"

"Let's see who can count first?"

"it is good--"

"One, two, three, four...nineteen, twenty, 21..."

At first, the two of them were still counting hard, but the little things flying around really dazzled their eyes. They counted this one and forgot the other one. After a while, they became dizzy and both lay on the bed. , head to head, quietly looking at the little fluorescent lights, only to feel an indescribable peace and softness in my heart, and occasionally speak in a low voice, inconsequential, as if afraid of disturbing the guests.

The conflict between the children came suddenly, and went away quickly and silently. They seemed to have forgotten the extremely tragic fight at the beginning.

I don’t know how long it took, he seemed to have fallen asleep in a daze, and suddenly his eyelids were pierced by a strong light, and he woke up with a start. He opened his eyes—the [-]-watt incandescent lamp made it hard for him to open his eyes——there was a call. From outside the wall came the joyful shouts announcing the incoming call, mixed with the voices of chairs being put away and children calling home.

In the light, the light of fireflies appears insignificant.Zhou Nansheng got up quickly, took out a handful of marbles from his trouser pocket, and forcefully stuffed them into Xie Xuan's hands, "This is for you—some of them were picked up by Zhou Jin and the others, don't worry, I will I'll take them all back, stupid boy, dare to take your grandpa's things, see if I don't clean them up very well—"

Zhou Nansheng said harsh words, lifted the curtain, put on his slippers, "I'm leaving, if I don't go back, my mother will scold me, I'll take you to that bamboo forest tomorrow—" he said, and hurried out the door, disappeared.

Xie Xuan was holding those lost and recovered marbles in his hand, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, rolling around on the big bed.

After all, he didn’t go to the bamboo forest on the second day. The sprain on Zhou Nansheng’s foot was much more serious than he imagined. His entire ankle was swollen like a steamed bun. He didn’t dare to tell his mother, so Xie Xuan found some ointment for him. At the sprain, he stayed at Xie Xuan's grandmother's house all afternoon, watching TV, playing marbles, chess, poker with them...

Zhou Nansheng still doesn't like Feng Kailuo very much, but he also knows that it is impossible for Xie Xuan to leave him, and he can barely get along with each other peacefully.Feng Kailuo is a child at heart, and soon forgets the unpleasantness and unfriendliness of the past.

After the swelling on Zhou Nansheng's feet subsided, the first thing he did was to settle accounts with those boys who had divided up his marbles.He has a high prestige among the boys, and he has the value of force, so he quickly took back those marbles, except for Ah Feng's——

Ah Feng is different from the others. He is one year older than Zhou Nansheng and has leadership skills. He rarely hangs out with them. He has his own small group. mean.For Zhou Nansheng's request, he didn't buy it at all - how could he return the things he had hidden in his pocket casually?

The two of them had long been thinking about looking for an opportunity to compete, but now they disagreed, so they wrestled together.Afeng is tall and quite vigorous, but Zhou Nansheng is a thief, and he is good at wielding strength.At the beginning, the two of you still pushed me, I hooked you, very civilized, waited for three scratches and scratched together, but they didn't care about any means, pushing and pulling, and shouting in their mouths: "Are you convinced? Are you convinced?"

Both of them were veterans, and after a moment of evenly matched confrontation, Zhou Nansheng's hand that was cutting Ah Feng behind his back pressed down on the wall, and then the marbles on his body were taken away.Ah Feng tasted a defeat he had never experienced before, and he was humiliated in front of his younger brother. After all, he was a child, and his grievance, anger and humiliation rushed to his heart. The rural woman with a broken mouth, often talked about pickled birds in the village and gossip about the neighbors at the dinner table, and her words were harsh. Now she remembered the contemptuous look and tone of his mother when she occasionally talked about Zhou Nansheng's mother, Then learn from others——

"What's the big deal, your mother is a shameless broken shoe who steals people all the time, your father is a cuckold grandson who doesn't dare to fart, you are also a bastard—"

Zhou Nansheng, who was complacently counting the marbles, immediately turned red when he heard it, and rushed to Ah Feng like crazy, threw him to the ground, and raised his fist to beat him——

"What did you say, your mother is capable, you can tell grandpa again, I beat you so hard that your mother doesn't even know—"

"I'll just say what's wrong, your mother is a whore—" Ah Feng hadn't finished speaking before Zhou Nansheng's fist was ushered in—the fight became extremely tragic, and Zhou Nansheng's murderous appearance even made him cry Some of the timid children next to him ran to find the adults.

Zhou Nansheng himself was not much better, and he returned home with injuries all over his body - his house was in a small two-story building to the west, and there was a small yard where he grew some small green vegetables, tomatoes, green onions, and peppers. Waiting for the crops, one end of the clothes-drying pole is set on the window sill and the other end is set on a tripod. On the bamboo pole, there are his mother’s yellow flower gauze skirt, red underwear that can be washed, low-quality lace underwear, and his father’s. The big underpants that had a hole and he was reluctant to throw them away, as well as his underwear.

There used to be two families living in this small building, sharing a kitchen and yard upstairs and downstairs.He remembered that the family downstairs loved raising chrysanthemums very much, and the broken washbasins and mud buckets were all flower pots.There is a son who is as old as him. The two used to be very close. They often played in the yard and accidentally kicked over those "flower pots".Later they moved away, it is said that they got rich and bought a house in the city.Only their family lives here.

His mother, Guan Xiu, has just returned from work, and her body and hair are covered with plush silk. She is not as unkempt as rural women. Her hair has been permed. Although the small barber shop does not have any decent skills, she still takes care of it. Very stylish, with two rhinestone-studded barrettes.Guan Xiu brushed off the fluff on her body, stepped into the yard, and saw Zhou Nansheng covered in injuries and his torn sweatshirt at a glance. She raised her brows and grabbed Zhou Nansheng's ears, "Dead to death again!" Where are you going crazy, your good undershirt is torn again, you prodigal son, what are you wearing—”

Zhou Nansheng gritted his teeth in pain but remained silent, allowing his mother to swear non-stop.

When he was very young, Zhou Nansheng was happy to have a beautiful and fashionable mother, especially when the school held parent-teacher meetings, he felt very honored.As he grew older, some gossips came into his ears, and under the influence of his parents, some children would say things that he didn't quite understand, which made Zhou Nansheng feel ashamed.As long as he sees his mother dressing up happily, he will feel angry, but this anger has no way to vent.He could only press it deeply in his heart - when others watched Zhou Nansheng spend his days in the village beckoning friends, wandering the streets, causing trouble, who would have thought how sensitive and fragile a child's heart was.

During dinner, Ah Feng's mother dragged Ah Feng, who was covered in injuries, to his house aggressively to ask for an explanation.Ah Feng's mother is a formidable person, no one in Zhou Tang would dare to offend her mouth.Ah Feng stood aside silently, embarrassed by his mother's behavior.Guan Xiu graduated from junior high school. Compared with rural women who can't read a few characters, she can be regarded as a half-educated person, and she will defend Zhou Nansheng in front of outsiders.As soon as Ah Feng and his mother left, he picked up the clothes hanger at the side and greeted Zhou Nansheng.

Zhou Nansheng was stubborn and didn't hide, which aroused his mother's anger even more.His father was an honest man, he had almost no status in the family, and he kept silent all day long. Now he was so anxious that he just rubbed his hands beside him, "Don't hit me, don't hit me anymore, if you hit me again, it will be ruined——Nan Nan, Tell your mother that you don’t dare anymore, beg for mercy—”

Zhou Nansheng resented in his heart while crying.