happy looking back

The smile gradually disappeared, replaced by unbearable regret, and the voice became long and bleak, "Because I am afraid of poverty, and I am also afraid of death. I finally have a stable life now, so I must know how to cherish it."

"Learning to cherish is the greatest wealth in a person's life." His father patted Li Xiqing's shoulder with admiration, and quickly cut off a handful of wheat with a sickle.

"Learn to cherish?" Li Xiqing murmured to herself, looking at the sky from a distance, with a little bit of guilt and warmth flashing in her dark eyes.

"He must be homesick." I stood behind my father waiting to pick up the wheat ears left on the ground, and looked at Li Xiqing who was looking at the sky desolately with his emotions leaking out.I am so thankful that I have the perfect family back.Once upon a time, I stood alone on the top floor of a tall building with a bottle of wine, letting the wind cool my blood.

That kind of loneliness seems to swallow the whole person. No one understands the helplessness and panic at that moment. Only those who have been lonely before can understand: what is life is better than death.

"Brother Li! Don't be lazy!" I suddenly felt sorry for Li Xiqing like this.This man is not suitable for sadness, he should be a person who stands on the top of the waves and fights against the wind and clouds, laughing about success or failure.So I interrupted this suffocating silence and saw Li Xiqing looking at me with a touch of gratitude. At that moment, I seemed to see my former self: lonely and longing.

"Young man, why are you still in a daze!" The father, who had left Li Xiqing far behind, turned his head and shouted loudly, waving a sickle.

Li Xiqing squatted down, grabbed a handful of wheat stalks with his left hand, and swung the sickle with his right hand with a crisp "click". The sharp edge of the sickle cut through the straw and the tip of the sickle was deeply inserted into the soil.Li Xiqing pulled the sickle out of the soil with some stiffness, and pressed the shiny knife edge low again to the root of the wheat stalk, pumping it back and forth, as laborious as cutting pork.

Standing behind me and picking up a whole basket of wheat ears, I really can't stand it anymore. This guy probably never took a sickle again.Whether the force is light or heavy, there is no way at all, and I want to talk about it, but I am ashamed to find that I am not as good as Li Xiqing.

Li Xiqing's wrinkled forehead began to sweat, and he waved his right hand holding the sickle tentatively in the air, as if he wanted to find the posture and strength to cut off the straw as much as possible, and try to avoid the sharp sickle Gaps.

"Chi" This time the sound was much smaller.Li Xiqing went down with the sickle, and chopped off the straw at the root. The edge of the knife was crisp and sharp, and the tip of the sickle lightly scratched the ground, bringing out a little moist soil.Li Xiqing wiped the dense sweat from his forehead, and finally a faint smile appeared on his tense face.

Picking up the ears of wheat and finding me next to Li Xiqing, I took three steps back in fear to keep a safe distance.Here and there is harvesting wheat, which is clearly practicing the killing technique of white knife in and red knife out.Look at the beveled sharp cut, how penetrating.

"You can't do this, you won't notice anything in a short time, and your arms will be overwhelmed after a long time, and if you keep repeating such vigorous swinging movements, your strength will be exhausted quickly." Father walked up to Li Xiqing and gently Said.There was no disdain or fuss on his face, a very ordinary look.Let me admire in my heart, don't look at my father who is usually stupid and stupid, in fact, when it comes to being as careful as dust, even a young lady can't compare.

Standing beside Li Xiqing, the father talked about everything from movements to strength, from safety matters to quality and quantity, one spoke seriously and the other listened carefully.This made me look so intoxicated behind me: women say that men who work hard are the most attractive, and this is true.

"Actually, my father is not a plate of vegetables and tofu, but a plate of authentic twice-cooked pork." I rubbed my chin and redefined my father pertinently.

"What twice-cooked pork?!" Zhang Dazhu rushed to me at some point, looking at me with a mouth-watering expression.

"My father!" Chaotian rolled his eyes, and continued to pick up the ears of wheat left in the wheat field into the basket.

"What does Second Uncle Ge have to do with twice-cooked pork? Could it be tonight—" Zhang Dazhu stared at his father who was flying up and down while holding a sickle in front of him, anxiously wishing he could take his father home and into the kitchen.

"Don't think about it, it's still porridge with wild vegetables tonight." If there is meat at home, can I eat cicadas and worms? Do I have to cede land and pay compensation for fear of things being exposed, losing power and humiliating the country!

"Baby, let me tell you, the broad beans in the back room of our house have grown taller, don't we—" Zhang Dazhu blinked at me mischievously.

"Brother Dazhu, you are guarding yourself." If Aunt Zhang found out, she would chase Zhang Dazhu all over the village with a cane.

"It's not stolen, my mother secretly engages in capitalist private ownership, and I just corrected my mother's wrong ideological line in advance." Zhang Dazhu clenched his right fist and held it high, with a proletarian selflessness and no recognition of his relatives.

"Call Xiaoran!" Since Zhang Dazhu doesn't care, then I don't care.As long as it can fill our stomachs, we dare to go in and take a walk in the private peach garden of the Queen Mother.

"Don't worry, he is indispensable." Zhang Dazhu happily ran to call You Dan.

"Dad! The baby wants to drink water." Diandian ran to his father who was sweating profusely, looked at his father innocently with his big watery eyes blinking, purposely stuck out his little pink tongue and licked his lips from time to time, Looks extremely thirsty.

"Go quickly! Slow down on the road." My father looked at me very distressed, and wanted to reach out to wipe off the sweat on my forehead several times, but looking at my palms and sleeves covered with mud and wheat thorns, he couldn't help it. give up.

"Don't forget Brother Li." Li Xiqing looked at me without blinking her sharp eyes.

"Understood!" I said in a low voice, secretly hating in my heart: what a cunning little boy.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" The backyard of Mrs. Zhang's house was full of plump green broad beans. Zhang Dazhu looked up nervously while urging You Dan, who was next to him, who was fast-moving.

"Okay! Don't trample on the roots, don't keep staring at one plant." I quickly stopped the two wolf-like tigers in a low voice, and let Aunt Zhang find out that the broad beans were stolen. The loss is a trivial matter, just because she is worried about things. It was revealed what impulsive thing he did.

"Come on! Come on!" Zhang Dazhu and You Dan rushed out of the field holding bulging sacks.

"Where are we going to deal with these broad beans?" You Dan said, looking at Zhang Dazhu warily.

"I have a good place to go." Zhang Dazhu smiled sinisterly.This kid has learned to be smart recently, and changed his strategy to not play rock-paper-scissors with You Dan.

"Then why are you still standing there!" You Dan walked out of Zhang Dazhu's yard first.

"Hey! Isn't this the abandoned west backyard of my house?" Looking at the yellow walls made of incomplete and decayed soil and the dense weeds around me, I looked curiously: the sheep seemed to be raised here before.Later, when my father saw that the matter was exposed, he pushed the wall down to prove that he did not do anything illegal here. In fact, the sheep at that time had already been sold to the city by the grandmother.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place." Zhang Dazhu shook his head in shock.

"There's so much nonsense, hurry up and peel the broad beans!" You Dan dumped a sack of broad beans on the ground with a "crash".The three groups sat on the ground, Zhang Dazhu and You Dan peeled the skins, and I connected the fresh broad beans one by one with a rope.

"Who?!" My ears are always sensitive.Ever since Li Xiqing's incident happened, I have become even more convinced that my hearing is as penetrating as a dog's ear.

"I didn't scare you." A thin and pale man in his twenties came out from behind a ruined wall.

"Who are you?!" Zhang Dazhu thinks he is the oldest among the three of us, so he is always the first to call out when there is an accident, but he often can't stand it and drags You Dan into the water together.Now Zhang Dazhu stood in front of You Dan and me again.

"Don't be nervous, I have no malicious intentions." The thin man walked across to us with difficulty, leaning against the wall and sat down slowly, with a pile of dry straw under his body.Looks like we bothered him.

"This is your territory!" Looking at the man who seemed to be struggling because of the few steps, the guard in his heart gradually dissipated.

"You are Ge Dayong, aren't you?" The man's sunken eye sockets actually had a pair of light brown pupils, which were strange but very bewitching, making this ordinary-looking man a little weaker.

"En!" Looking at the worn-out "How Steel Was Tempered" in the man's hand, I was surprised but more admired, dragging such a sickly body but exuding an indifferent and peaceful look. Temperament, it can be seen that he really does not have the slightest inferiority or decadence because of such a broken body.

"It's so big." A warm smile flashed in the man's brown eyes.

"You know me?" I can be sure that since I opened my eyes and came to this world, I have never seen the man in front of me.When the man heard my question, he just shook his head with a faint smile and focused his eyes on the book again.

"Let's go!" You Dan pulled Zhang Dazhu and me quietly away from the abandoned west backyard.

"Will he inform you?" Zhang Dazhu asked You Dan nervously. He was really afraid of well ropes for ten years after being bitten by a snake.

"Seeing that he is so thin that his waist is not as thick as my father's legs, how can he have the energy to take care of our affairs." You Dan retorted indifferently.

"Yes!" Zhang Dazhu nodded.

"Where to cook it?" Zhang Dazhu asked.

"Your home!" You Dan answered bluntly.

"No!" Zhang Dazhu retorted confidently.Stealing his mother's broad beans and cooking them at his house, it really is the birthday boy who hanged himself, alive