small town enyuan

It was so cold in the house, the coal stove must have gone out again in the middle of the night.

Liang Chunhua walked into the room quietly, and called out softly beside the bed: "Doudou, get up, sweep the snow, and go to the restaurant later. I'm going to light the stove."

"Oh..." Cheng Zhien was a little reluctant, but he quickly got up, hissed and haha ​​put on his clothes.It's too cold, and the cold air climbs up the waist if you wear it slowly.The arm accidentally hit the bed frame with a bang.He stopped quickly and looked at the upper bunk. Liang Yuan opened his mouth slightly, still sound asleep.He found that Liang Yuan's lips were a little thin, and he looked a little serious even when he was asleep.Cheng Zhien muttered, "I can sleep with this, what a pig!" He put on his shoes, carefully put his quilt on the upper bunk, and helped Liang Yuan add an extra layer of quilt.

Waiting for Cheng Zhien to close the bedroom door lightly, Liang Yuan opened his eyes.He fell asleep in the middle of the night, barely sleeping until morning.Just woke up, just wanted to get up, but a certain part really does not cooperate, in front of people, it is difficult to get up and get dressed.He was worried that if he opened his eyes, Cheng Zhien might come to lift his quilt.

Cheng Zhien pushed open the door of the main room, and lifted the curtain, the cold wind outside brought snowflakes, blowing him shivering.People quickly woke up.The snow in the yard was two inches thick, and it creaked when stepped on.He trotted to the toilet, opened his pants and finished it quickly.The drained liquid was still steaming, so Cheng Zhien dragged his pants and ran back to the kitchen at the far east.

"Mom, why did the stove go out again?" Cheng Zhien asked while wearing his belt.

"It's not your father, he can't press the coal at night." Liang Chunhua took the corn cobs and stuffed them into the stove.

"Where's my dad?"

"Sweeping the roof." The corn cobs that Liang Chunhua stuffed into the stove began to emit smoke.

Cheng Zhien got out of the kitchen and stood in the yard looking at the roof.Cheng Jianguo was waving a broom to clear the snow from the roof, the snow was swept down to the back of the house, and the raised snow foam mixed with the falling snow from the sky, drifting down lazily.

"Mom, where is the broom?" Cheng Zhien searched around, but couldn't find the broom.

Liang Chunhua put coals in the stove, "Your dad took a handful and is sweeping the roof, you go to the toilet and have a look."

Cheng Zhien found a broom that was almost bald.It doesn't matter, just scan as usual.Cheng Zhien waved the broom quickly, and quickly cleared a path from the entrance of the main room to the gate.

Cheng Jianguo had already cleaned the roof, threw down the broom, and climbed down the ladder.

Cheng Zhien took two quick steps to help his father hold the ladder.There are already shiny icicles on the eaves, which are too slippery.

Cheng Jianguo came down, "Go and clear that part of the alley."

"Oh," Cheng Zhien picked up the broom and looked back into the room.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle," Cheng Jianguo said as he prepared to catch chickens. He was going to a restaurant to make roast chickens in the morning, so he made preparations first.

Cheng Zhien raised his head and went out, looking up at the distance of the alley.Grandma's house is a newly built steeple house, but there is no need to sweep snow.My uncle's house is just next door to my grandma's. It's an old house like my own. No one has lived in it these years... My uncle is Liang Yuan's father, who died on duty eight years ago.Do you want Liang Yuan to sweep the snow?forget it.He knew that Liang Yuan was unwilling to go back.

Cheng Zhien let out a sigh of relief at his numb hands, rubbed them together quickly, and stomped his feet. Before he could start sweeping the snow, Liang Yuan appeared from behind and reached out to grab the broom. "Let me do it."

"Fuck," Cheng Zhien was taken aback, "Will you die if you make any noise when you walk?"

"Let me sweep it."

Cheng Zhien looked at Liang Yuan's thin black leather jacket, took off his cotton jacket and stuffed it for him, and ran away in a hurry.

Liang Yuan lowered his head, sniffed the familiar soapy smell in his clothes, and put on his clothes.

The wide alley is full of gray and white, looking up, there is a white field across an asphalt road.There is no trace of vitality.Liang Yuan felt that if it was yesterday's state of mind, in such a desolate environment, sweeping snow alone would make him even more irritable.But with Cheng Zhien, it seems that he is not so irritable.

He just swung the broom when there was a slight movement behind him, he turned around quickly, and a white snowball flew over, slapping, and whistling on his chest.

Cheng Zhien stomped his feet inside the door and laughed, "You are stupid."

Liang Yuan frowned slightly, his tall figure stood motionless in the snow, sharp and quiet.A pair of black and white cold eyes looked at Cheng Zhien lightly, "Childish."

"You're like this, it's suitable for winter, and it's just like an ice sculpture when poked there." Cheng Zhien let out a sigh of relief, and formed a second snowball in the snow.

Liang Yuan waited for Cheng Zhien to throw the second snowball over, raised the broom and slapped a cloud of snow mist sideways.

Cheng Zhien didn't wait for the snow to fall on him, gave Liang Yuan a thumbs up, turned around and ran away like a monkey.It has to be said that even with a bald broom, Liang Yuan can still look like a handsome knight with a sword.The chivalrous man from the snow-capped mountains went down to the earth to make peace with his ministers, and Cheng Zhien got into the room full of thoughts.

Cheng Zhien ran so fast that he didn't see a faint smile on Liang Yuan's face.Perhaps it was the first time he returned to his hometown and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

3. Chapter 3

When Liang Yuan swept the snow to the door of grandma's house, the big iron door creaked and was pulled open.Liang Junjie in police uniform came out.

"Uncle." Liang Yuan stopped.

"Xiao Yuan, why do you wake up so early?" Liang Junjie reached out to take the broom from Liang Yuan's hand, and cleaned the door three times. "Have you got a meal yet?"

"No, my aunt is doing it." Liang Yuan looked at the police car parked outside the door.

Liang Junjie looked tired, and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Your grandma made fried buns, go eat them." He opened the car door, remembered something, looked at his nephew who was as tall as himself, took out his wallet, and took out a few banknotes , "Don't waste money, buy something useful."

"Thank you, uncle!" Liang Yuan stuffed the money into his trouser pocket, he was short of money, so he didn't refuse.

Liang Yuan carried a bag of buns in his hand and went back to his aunt's yard.Liang Chunhua just finished cooking, cooked cornmeal porridge, added the buns Liang Yuan brought over, and burned a piece of celery.There are also a few eggs and half a roast chicken.

"Is it Jiajia?" Cheng Zhien asked while sitting at the table, holding a bun.

"Let him sleep." Liang Chunhua put a bowl of porridge in front of Cheng Zhien.

Several people sat around the dining table and started eating.

Cheng Jianguo finished his last sip of porridge and put down his chopsticks, "Doudo, follow me to catch the chicken."

"Oh." Cheng Zhien stood up.

"Doudou and your dad go to the restaurant first, I'll clean up the house today." Liang Chunhua ordered.

Cheng Zhijia poked his head out at the kitchen door, rubbed his eyes, "Mom, I want to eat buns."

Liang Chunhua saw that Cheng Zhijia was only wearing a padded jacket and long johns, stood up and grabbed his arm and walked into the house, "Go back and get dressed first, isn't it cold? Are you stupid?"

Only then did Liang Yuan remember that the tight gray down jacket on his body belonged to Cheng Zhien, so he took it off.

Cheng Zhien waved his hand, "No, you have to change into dirty clothes when catching chickens." Then he put on the dirty coat hanging by the door, went out, took the chicken coop and followed Cheng Jianguo to the chicken coop.

Liang Yuan likes to be clean and doesn't want to get too close to the smell of chicken manure.He hesitated, pinched his nose and carried two chicken coops over.

The caught chickens probably knew that their time was approaching, so they fluttered their wings and struggled, but Cheng Jianguo couldn't resist reaching out quickly, and soon more than 20 chickens filled the coop.

Cheng Zhien came out of the chicken coop and took a few deep breaths.Pull down an iron plate at the back of the van, put the chicken coop on it, fix it, and show off to Liang Yuan proudly, "I designed this, isn't it amazing?"

Liang Yuan looked at the tailgate-like thing behind the van and thought to himself: If this was in Jinan, it would have been detained by the police a long time ago. It is obviously illegally modified.Fortunately, he was in the village, he nodded to Cheng Zhien, "Excellent."

Cheng Zhien looked satisfied, and he also felt that he was very good.Chickens are dirty until they are on the table.How can I get into the car.For this design, he even drew a special blueprint. His father was very happy to see it, so he specially asked Boss He from the car repair shop to install it.Just don't put too much weight on it.

Cheng Zhien went back to the house to wash his hands, changed back into his down jacket, and followed Cheng Jianguo into the car.Seeing Liang Yuan following up, he asked in surprise, "Are you going too?"

"I'll go." Liang Yuan nodded.

Cheng Jianguo drove out and just turned out of the alley when a tractor drove over on the asphalt road. There was a rotatable turntable attached to the back of the tractor, and three large brooms were tied to the turntable.The tractor started, and the broom turned quickly, blowing the snow to both sides of the road.

Liang Yuan was dumbfounded, "Is this okay?"

Cheng Zhien glanced at Liang Yuan with contempt, opened the window, and shouted at the parked tractor, "Fourth Grandpa, your broom is really useful for sweeping snow!"

The tractor hummed loudly, and the driver turned his head to look: "Doudou, are you going to help your dad again?"

Cheng Jianguo held on to the steering wheel, "Fourth Uncle, it's time to clear the snow early in the morning."

"Ah, sweep the snow before it's compacted, you go first!"

Cheng Jianguo kicked the accelerator and drove the car in front of the tractor.

Liang Yuan looked back, and the big broom pulled by the tractor started turning again, rolling up a white snow dragon.

The three of them arrived at the restaurant, and Cheng Jianguo went to the backyard to kill chickens.Cheng Zhien opened the front door, added coal to the heating stove at the back of the kitchen, and started to boil water.The hotel slowly warmed up.

Liang Yuan didn't know what he could do, he put his hands in his pockets, stood by the counter and watched Cheng Zhien busy, and there was still some heat here.Cheng Zhien came in from the backyard carrying a kettle, saw Liang Yuangan standing, took out the game console from his pocket, and handed it to Liang Yuan.Went to the kitchen again to mix warm water and get a rag to wipe the table.There was a table that was not wiped clean yesterday and it was a bit greasy.

Someone shouted outside the door, "Old Cheng, the food is here." Lao Cai, who delivered the food, drove a small tricycle to deliver the food.