Rebirth Night Talk

In the past, in the yard at home, every night, there was always a cricket singing all night, all night.Later, time flies, Zhao Xuejun always remembers a lot of aggrieved and helpless, as well as childhood injuries that will never be forgiven in his life.But he forgot the cricket.

That cricket is always the most diligent, as long as night falls, it will be on the other side of the coal pond, singing in the corner of the yard, and singing all the time.This infinitely extended aria in the middle of the night accompanied Zhao Xuejun's entire childhood life.He had never seen it, but it had always been there.Zhao Xuejun has always believed that the cricket is immortal and it comes every year.Later, when Zhao Xuejun grew up, it didn't even have a memory, and disappeared in the corner of the old childhood house.

In the spring of [-], Peng Juan's monitor was dismissed because of two cents, and the little girl entered a period of self-loathing for nearly half a semester.Speaking of the two cents, it was not a big deal. Peng Juan lost the two cents, so she insisted that the poorest girl in the class got them.He was squatting in the pit at the time, and she took a group of girls to denounce, and when she went up, she kicked her nose. The little girl's nose was broken and she had a lot of nosebleeds.Teacher Qiao was furious and dismissed her class leader.Since then, Peng Juan has changed from the monitor to the team leader, and from the junior team leader to the team leader. In the last exam in the summer of [-], her grades were the bottom five in the class.

In the autumn of [-], Zhao Xuejun was the only one left in the elementary school. He entered school a little later than his two elder brothers. Both elder brothers entered school at the age of six, while he only entered school at the age of seven.Zhao Xuebing left triumphantly, and went to the junior high school across the road.

In his opinion, he is an adult when he goes to junior high school, and he feels that going to the same junior high school as his eldest brother shows that he is the same kind of person as his eldest brother, and that he is an adult.So, he often said what he said: your child doesn't know anything.Back then, how so.When I was a kid Bara, Bara.

Zhao Xuejun often looks at the two rows of desks behind the class. He used to sit there, and it has been his base since the first grade.In winter, it is far away from the stove in the first row, and far from the teacher.Before the summer vacation of [-], another incident happened in the class, and it was quickly spread throughout the school.Min He, the elder brother of Min Shun who was sitting in the last row, was shot, robbed, stolen, and other messy things were said to have happened.Min Shun's side, as if there were terrible bacteria, instantly became a vacuum, and the child was isolated.

When the summer vacation passed, seats were lined up again in the class, and Peng Juan and Min Shun sat in a row.Peng Juan cried all morning. In the past, Zhao Xuejun liked Teacher Qiao, but after the class re-arranged seats, Zhao Xuejun decided not to like this teacher anymore.The life of a teacher strangling a student is very simple, as long as it is a random finger and arranging the seats, it can be done.Zhao Xuejun really wants to help someone, but the world doesn't turn for Zhao Xuejun.The only thing he could do was to find some comic books after class, and share them with Peng Juan. Soon, the matter of bringing extra-curricular books to school was exposed again. Zhao Xuejun was called a parent and accompanied Peng Juan. Stand for a class.Teacher Qiao looked at him, he simply hated iron but not steel.

Zhao Xuejun, who had been assigned a new seat, didn't like his current deskmate, who always spoke Cantonese with a disdainful tone.It is said that there is a little girl Chen Yijun who has relatives in Hong Kong.

Chen Yijun is like Peng Juan from a long time ago, proud and mean, and she also has an extra vanity.The mouth is full of: how about my aunt in Hong Kong.How about the dual card recorder in my house.Whenever get out of class was over, the little girl was surrounded by people, so the little girl grinned as if she had been spat with chicken blood. Zhao Xuejun often listened very happily, laughing so hard that he wanted to strangle her to death.Well, now he can comfort himself: it's not too bad, this paragraph, the previous life didn't exist.The days are still fresh at last.

In [-], the young people on the other side of the street were suddenly resurrected, and the city was also resurrected with the rapid increase of new things.I don’t know when it started, some fresher colors appeared in the city, wearing plaid stripes and bell-bottom pants of various styles, carrying a toad mirror, carrying all kinds of dual-card, single-card tape recorders back and forth in the streets and alleys. Rogue, start to move forward with the world.There are many people there, so they go there to publicize.Since then, the three brothers of the Zhao family have had one more show, watching hooligans after school.

Dad always called those who didn't learn well hooligans. It was wrong to show one's figure, and it was wrong to show off one's afro, and it was even wrong for men and women to get together.So regardless of men and women, Zhao Jianguo calls them (her) hooligans.Zhao Xuewen felt that what his father said must be wrong, and he even began to think that his father was an old antique, he and his father had a big generation gap, his father did not understand beauty, and even he did not understand people.He didn't know music, he didn't know Los Angeles, and the image of his father became an ancient fossil. Zhao Xuewen began to become taciturn, and the time after school got later and later.

Zhao Xuebing is also growing up quietly. He is a loyal fan of the Hong Kong TV series "Fearless". His obsession with martial arts has entered a state of madness. This state splits and extends to every part of his behavior.Practicing carp straightening on the bed, jumping and collapsing a wooden bed.Practice chain kicks on the walnut trees in the yard, and kick a walnut tree to death.The chopsticks for eating don't stick out properly, they have to swirl in the air, and the dubbing sticks out the chopsticks.I don't walk well on the way to school, kick here, kick there, and my mouth is full of: 呯呯!Clap!oops...live lol...

When he got to school, the first class was halfway through.The teacher told him to stand in the corridor, and he continued to practice hard in the corridor.Zhao Xuebing practiced martial arts not blindly, but with a brain.He reads magazines such as "Jing Wu" and "Wulin", and is familiar with the so-called moves on them. He even took a pen to draw the bars seriously, and was extremely obsessed with the countless little stories in them.

The old Zhao family finally felt how painful it was to have three sons.Although Zhao Xuejun should go to school, leave school, do housework, and accompany grandma, he has done all these things, but the third child is taciturn, and his numbness to the world has reached its peak.

One afternoon in the autumn of [-], Zhao Xuewen, who hadn't picked up Zhao Xuejun for a long time, rode his bicycle early and waited for his younger brother at the school gate.After Zhao Xuejun finished school, he took his younger brother to the military compound in the suburbs.The two brothers were lying on the fence of the military compound, watching a group of girls playing volleyball. Zhang Xuewen pointed to a girl wearing a white sportswear with two stripes on her shoulders and said to the younger brother, "San'er, help me to have a look." , how is that girl?"

Zhao Xuejun looked at the girl. She had two jet-black braids, a round face, and big eyes.Her laughter was hearty. When she fell down while playing ball, she fell to the ground and couldn't get up. She opened her limbs and yelled and laughed unscrupulously.In the government academy, there are very few girls who are so cheerful. She is not beautiful, but among the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls, she stands out.

"Very good?" Zhao Xuejun nodded, feeling that in this day and age, there are really not many girls with such a hearty temperament.

Zhao Xuewen looked at his younger brother with some depression, as if you didn't know the goods: "That's right, it's good?"

"Right? What do you want me to say? Brother, what is her name?" Zhao Xuejun asked his brother.

There were sparks in Zhao Xuewen's eyes, and his eyes were full of light and heat. He looked at the girl jumping up and down, at the undulating waves of her chest, with a tone between dreams and dreams, beautiful Said: "Her name is Gu Xia, one year older than me. She is on our school volleyball team. Her father is the deputy commander of the military region and has fought in the war. She has three older brothers, and she is the only girl in the family."

"You like her?" Zhao Xuejun asked.

"Bah, don't think about it, you son of a bitch, my brother and her are pure revolutionary comrades." Zhao Xuewen immediately retorted.

"Then does she like you?"

"Hey, brat, she doesn't even know me."

Hey, it turned out that this was a miserable unrequited love. Zhao Xuejun jumped off the wall, and Zhao Xuewen also jumped down.The two brothers sat down together against the wall of the military compound.

"Three children."

"Ok?"

Zhao Xuewen's expression was confused. He tried hard to find a word, or it was a paragraph of words.

"San'er, brother thinks, brother is sick."

Zhao Xuejun touched his elder brother's forehead with a dirty expression.

Zhao Xuewen reached out and opened his younger brother's hand, and he took out a pack of [-] gold bells from his pocket, lit it, and took a breath.The expression was even longer and far-reaching. He even recited a poem. Zhao Xuejun had never heard of this poem. It seemed that it was Zhao Xuewen's original creation.

"I saw the two braids, the braids were always flying up and down in the air. It (the braids) curled up a scent of bee flower shampoo, and it passed my nose... across, across... across Over, again! Gone!"

Zhao Xuejun lowered his head and grinned, not daring to speak out.He didn't dare to disturb the delicate emotions of the eldest brother.Zhao Xuewen is painful, but also proud.He fell in love with a woman, and he felt that this meant that he was a man.This is a different kind of maturity compared to my younger brothers, who win every time.He can love a woman, he can love a woman.

It was as if he brought his younger brother to see this woman, which was also an indescribable declaration with a subtle pride.Brother, it is different from you.Brother, I don't understand.elder brother!Love it!

"San'er, you're still young, you don't understand." Zhao Xuewen took a sip of his cigarette, stood up, and patted his younger brother's head like Zhao Jianguo.

"Brother, I understand. You like braids. Tomorrow, I'll go to the barber shop and ask Aunt Guiqin for one. Wash it with our mother's bee flower, and you can marry it. At night, you can sleep with your braids in your arms." What!" After Zhao Xuejun finished speaking, Sa Yazi ran away, and Zhao Xuewen pushed the cart and chased after him.While the brothers were having a fight, the group of girls finished playing volleyball, with towels on their shoulders, carrying washbasins to the bathhouse in the station over there to take a bath.Zhao Xuewen stopped the car and looked at them walking past him foolishly, feeling confused again.The girls looked at each other and laughed crisply.

"Zhao Xuejun, what are you doing here?!" Wang Rui took his father's binoculars and held a wooden gun, jumped out of the river channel on one side, and added: "Hand in the gun and don't kill!"

Zhao Xuejun looked at Wang Rui holding a wooden gun, he thought, maybe I should play with Wang Rui, chase Huo Yuanjia together, have fun in the wild together, and roll around with my parents for pocket money.Really, such a childhood looks like a childhood.This is how I lived in my childhood last time. Every day, I am very happy.

"Where's your brother?" Zhao Xuejun asked Wang Rui.

Wang Rui dragged his snot with his sleeve and pointed to the top of the mountain over there: "Watch my father blow up the mountain. Today, my brother likes to watch this. If my father finds out, he will definitely kill him." .”

"Will you sue your father?" Zhao Xuejun grabbed him, took out the handkerchief he was carrying, and sipped his nose.Wang Rui was only one year younger than Zhao Xuejun. He probably felt that this was embarrassing. He shook off Zhao Xuejun's hand and wiped his snot with his sleeve: "Don't keep doing this. You keep learning from my mother. It's so annoying."

Zhao Xuejun pinched his ears and dragged him towards Zhao Xuewen who was in a daze.

"Brother, don't look, there are no people left!"

A flock of pigeons flew by in the sky, and a whistle of pigeons came closer and further away. Wang Rui pointed to those pigeons and said, "Those pigeons are raised by my brother."

"I know, you've said it a hundred times." Zhao Xuejun replied.

"It's not a hundred times." Wang Rui was not convinced.

"Okay! No."

"Third Brother, what does Auntie do for dinner tonight?"

"Grandma will do it tonight."

"Ah, it's porridge and potato shreds again."

"Then do you eat porridge and shredded potatoes? Or go to the canteen of the military area?"

"potato floss."

Zhao Xuejun chatted with Wang Rui, sitting on Zhao Xuewen's bicycle one after the other.Zhao Xuewen was silent all the way. Occasionally he would stop the car and look enviously at the group of people playing guitar and fighting songs by the park.He will look at the group of big brothers who can tease little girls at will and wear bell-bottom pants to the music.There was no ordinary envy in his eyes. When he was about to walk to the door, Zhao Xuejun heard Zhao Xuewen say: "If only I could have a red cotton guitar and a tape recorder."

Zhao Xuejun jumped out of the car and looked up at his elder brother: "Our family has to buy those. In the second half of the year, we can only eat wild vegetables every day. My father only earns 47 yuan, and my mother works overtime every day. Brother, if you really I like it, I'll buy it for you."

Zhao Xuewen smiled: "What do you think of your brother? You want money from your brother. If you don't have it, you don't have it. Anyway, I'm not the only one who doesn't." After saying a few words, he picked up the pole again and went out to fetch water for the family.

The incident about the elder brother’s first love has not yet passed. On this night, the Zhao family experienced an incident that can be found in written records in the history of Wanlin City. On this day, Zhao Xuebing stole 30 yuan from the family and carried He ran away from home with a bag of rations, and went to the mountains to find martial arts masters.Disappeared together with him were a group of martial arts enthusiasts, fourteen of them big and small.These children, carrying their bags and carrying their dreams, entered Laoye Mountain without hesitation.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Xuejun sat on the stone pier in front of his house and regretted, well, who didn't steal money from home when he was a teenager?Who didn't run away from home when they were teenagers?He knew about this period of history, but he did not stop it.Because in the next few decades, Zhao Xuebing always used a very happy tone to describe his history, eating snakes on the mountain, and was too scared to sleep at night.How to find the water source, how to find a huge cave.

Seeing his mother crying at the door at a loss, Zhao Xuejun was contradictory again. Last time he fell asleep early, but this time, he witnessed his mother hugging his second brother's clothes and crying so heartbreakingly. All the friends went up the mountain, and the police uncles in half the city left their wives and children, and went up the mountain overnight with flashlights to search.The elder brother was hitting the wall angrily with a belt. He was just angry with himself, angry that he didn't pay attention to Zhao's second child, and angry that he couldn't help his parents.