happy looking back

He was still looking for some binary mathematics book. "I bit my finger and blinked my big eyes in doubt.

"An algebra textbook for linear equations in two variables?" Dad asked me suspiciously.

"En! This is the book." I looked at my father adoringly, and my father happily picked up the washcloth and wiped my face carefully.

"Who uses it?" Grandpa asked Dad suspiciously.

"Yanchao." Dad was very puzzled, who could use this Yuanchao with him.

"This is a textbook for the college entrance examination!" Grandpa frowned and shook his head. It was obvious that Ge Yuanchao was not going to class for ten days and his intention to go to the factory was obvious. He would never run to find this textbook. book!

Seeing Grandpa and Dad frowning in doubt, I nodded with satisfaction in my heart.There is no need to explain things too clearly. With Grandpa's keen insight, it is only a matter of time before he finds out.

Just when I was proud of my perfect plan, I suddenly felt a sharp gaze beside me. When I raised my head suddenly, I saw Li Xiqing looking at me with burning eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

30

30. Former partners...

After dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and a full moon in the sky sprinkled silver like water, illuminating this simple and simple village.In the hot summer, cicadas and birds sing, there is no fan, and the air conditioner relies on two hands to fan the fan to cool down the heat.Adults and children all got into the bamboo forest and under the shade of the trees to enjoy the coolness. The men who were really hot were fortunate enough to jump into the river with a "gudong", and the cat didn't want to come out when it was inside.

Standing at the gate of the yard with my little bamboo basket on my back, sweating profusely, waiting for my father and Li Xiqing to come out.Dad was carrying a bamboo frame on his back, holding a long soft rattan bamboo and a small flat shovel with a long handle in his hand.Li Xiqing held a self-made torch in his hand, and the spark oil fell down "puff, puff". The black smoke with the pungent smell of diesel made Li Xiqing frowned, turned his head and moved the bridge of his nose from time to time.

"Father, hurry up!" Seeing the two dawdling elders, I ran up in a hurry, dragging the corner of the young father's clothes and pulling them out.

"Baby slow down~~~, crabs can't escape." Dad bent down and picked me up, took the bamboo basket on my shoulder, turned slightly sideways and put me into the bamboo basket behind him.

"I don't want to sit here!" The bamboo basket was wide, middle and narrow, and the bottom was slightly larger. When I stood inside, the narrow bamboo weaving in the middle just caught my buttocks, and it felt as if I was sitting without any effort.Li Xiqing looked at his father with tools in his hand and me who was thumping upright on his back, and actually warmly helped to take the small bamboo basket from his father.

"With your short legs, you won't be able to reach the Yangtze River port tomorrow." Li Xiqing led the way, holding a torch, and teased coolly.

"Dad, he bullied me!" How long can you expect a five-year-old milk baby to have? !His personal attack was bad in nature, so I made a pitiful accusation on the back of the young father.

"Baby will definitely grow taller than daddy in the future." The young father felt the wind blowing under his feet, walking on the uneven dirt path as if he was walking on flat ground.Listening to my acting like a baby, the young father's joyful and high-spirited tone revealed infinite reverie, and he must have thought of how handsome I should be when I grow up.

"That's a must!" I proudly raised my head and yelled, which made my father laugh heartily.The birds perched in the woods fluttered and flew high.

Rows of verdant fir trees have strong root systems and intertwined roots on the shore of the deep port. Through the deep and secluded forest, you can vaguely see the surging river and the boats moored at the shoal for the night.

"Which way to go?" Two earthen bridges appeared in front of Li Xiqing holding the torch, one on the left and one on the right.

"You don't need to go straight on the bridge to reach the reeds." My father took a few steps to catch up with Li Xiqing in front of him.His originally relaxed face was now solemn, and he looked sadly at the light not far to the left. He seemed to be silent in a painful memory that he couldn't bear to recall, which made him unable to extricate himself.

I craned my neck curiously to look at it. Compared with the neon lights of the 21st century, the lights in that place are the moon in the sky and the fireflies in the ground.However, under the gloomy night sky, the light in such a place is particularly dazzling, and the noise of the crowd can be faintly seen.

"Father—" Could it be that we are rushing to a temple fair ahead?Strong curiosity drove me to go forward to find out, but such a rare bustle is part of some bad memories of my father. As a considerate and filial boy, I hesitated biting my little finger, sticking Called Dad.

"Where is Changzheng Village, baby want to go and see?" My little thought was noticed by my insightful father, and the sadness on his face also subsided in an instant, he turned his head and looked at me with a smirk and asked.

"Uh——, um!" Seeing his father's suffocated face, his strong curiosity was greatly reduced by half.But when I saw Li Xiqing who was expressionless next to me, I always felt that if I backed out now, I would be despised. The face of a man made me bite the bullet and nod to confirm.

"Xiqing, first go to the left to see the excitement." Li Xiqing nodded, and thrust the torch in his hand into the soil.The father on the side looked at Li Xiqing more and more appreciatively. No matter what the situation, this young man who is not yet 20 years old can always get enough information from other people's subtle facial expressions to judge the next step. as.

The closer I got to this bright place full of people, the more I felt that it was a wrong decision to come here to watch the excitement.Because I couldn't hear the lively hawking, but my ears were filled with "Hit the rich farmland is precious" and "Hit the landlord Liu Changfu".The excited roar of the crowd was mixed with the sound of "pop, pop".

I regretted it when I walked into this CD-ROM drive. The open-air assembly square was crowded with people, everyone raised their right hands high, looked excited, and shouted big slogans over and over again.Red long strips of cloth were pasted everywhere on the surrounding tree stumps, on which were written such pitiful words as "hit the rich farmland, it is precious", "hit the landlord Liu Changfu", "hit all the monsters and ghosts".

Following people's hateful gazes, I saw two desperate and sad men kneeling on a high wooden platform directly in front of me.They were tied behind their hands, with white paper hats on their heads and thick wooden plaques on their bodies.The excited crowd in the audience tried their best to throw a stone or two to relieve their hatred from time to time, and the two men no longer had an inch of intact skin under their broken clothes.

"We will make these blood-sucking landlords and rich peasants pay for their debts!" ​​Qian Liangming on the stage took the lead in shouting loudly, inciting the repressed monsters in people's hearts to the greatest extent.

"Blood debt paid in blood!" The excited crowd in the audience were all gearing up, their teeth bared, their eyes cracked, and they wanted to sleep their skin, drink their blood, and eat their flesh!I shrank my body in fear, and a chill rose from my heart.This is a class contradiction left out by history. It is really hateful that the landlords and riches in the feudal society exploited the poor to the greatest extent.

But the two men on the stage who were about older than their father must have not caught up with the luxurious life of their ancestors traveling in the crown and concubines.Faced with the heavy historical debt and the anger of the public, even if there are a hundred mouths, it is not clear.

"Crack, crack, crack!" A young boy rushed up to the stage in a fit of indignation, causing the landlord, who was tied up and unable to move, to burst into tears.

Applauded, Liu Changfu was slapped more than a dozen times, and the whole face was blurred with blood.Someone took the lead, no matter how difficult it was to control the turbulent crowd below the stage, they swarmed up to the high platform, and the two bound people were instantly submerged in the wolf-like crowd.

"Father~~~, the baby is cold—" the violent cheers filled the surroundings, making me feel like I was in the cold winter months when the north wind was howling. Into Dad's bamboo basket.

A long time ago, I read in "Ming History. Wild Biography" that Yuan Chonghuan was imprisoned innocently after being betrayed. During execution, he was pushed over by the angry people around him and ate his meat to death.At that time, it was hard for me to believe that such a thing would happen, but when this scene was actually staged in front of my eyes, I no longer had the courage to verify the authenticity of that period of history.

"Let's go." Li Xiqing patted my head and said softly to my father who was already in tears at some point.Father turned his head away, turned silently and sank into the darkness.Back at the three-way intersection, Li Xiqing lit the torch and continued to lead the way.The three of us were silent in our own thoughts, and no one said anything, just walked forward silently.

"Dad had three little friends before he was 15 years old. One was your uncle Kimura, the other was You Dan's father, Uncle Uber, and the youngest was Li Gui. At that time, we were like Baobao, Dazhu and Daring, going crazy everywhere. Playing." The father suddenly interrupted the silence and looked towards the dark woods beside him, his voice low and full of deep nostalgia and deep sadness.And his thoughts seemed to drift to that difficult era, with a slightly bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What happened later?" It seemed that I was infected with my father's sorrow, and I had a faint feeling that there would be a big disaster that would make these four carefree children embark on a difficult journey in life.

"When Li Gui was 15 years old, his father committed suicide, and he took away Li Gui, who was only 11 years old at the time." His father's voice was low and hoarse, and his suppressed throat trembled slightly.I covered my mouth in shock for fear of screaming.What kind of despair makes a father think that death is the best destination for his children!

"That year, your Uncle Kimura was arrested at the age of 20, and it has been almost 11 years now." Father sighed a long time.I can't see the young father's face, but I can feel the pain in the young father's heart that will never heal