small town enyuan

The matter of going to college, and the matter of going to college, let's discuss it and I will listen to you, okay? "

"Okay." Liang Yuanzheng nodded emphatically, and said slowly, "I talked with my uncle. He said at that time that if your grades are not good, he will let you serve as a soldier. Now that you are short-sighted, you don't have to think about it." It's about being a soldier."

Cheng Zhien shrugged and smiled, "I knew it a long time ago. For those who can't go to school, being a soldier is also a good way out. Those who don't become soldiers, some go to learn how to cook. Don't worry, I still want to go to college .”

Liang Yuan nodded, "Okay, let's go back to the classroom."

Walking on the road, Cheng Zhien asked: "Brother Yuan, with your temper, no wonder you have few good friends."

"I don't like being around idiots."

Cheng Zhien frowned when Liang Yuan said a word, "Say something nice."

Liang Yuan leaned closer to Cheng Zhien, lowered his voice and said, "You are enough for me."

"Oh my god," Cheng Zhien took a breath of air with a smile, "Those who don't speak sweet words, say something suddenly, it will make your teeth fall out of sweetness."

The next day, the two of them went to the optical shop early at noon.Sure enough, the optical shop gave Cheng Zhien a very affordable price.It took more than 200 yuan to get a pair of glasses, but it took a few days to get them.

In class the next day, Boss Song asked Cheng Zhien to sit by the podium at an empty table by the window and listen to the class.The teacher was lecturing on the podium, and Cheng Zhien was sitting by the podium, not to mention being lazy, if he blinked too much, he would be sprayed on the head by the teacher's saliva.

After a few days, I finally got the glasses.Cheng Zhien put on his glasses and asked Liang Yuan, "Does it look good?"

Liang Yuan nodded, "It's pretty." Cheng Zhien put on his glasses and looked a little more delicate.

Cheng Zhien pushed the frame of the glasses unaccustomed, took them off and put them in the box, "I'll wear them after class."

"Buy a small pot of flowers," Liang Yuan suggested, "Put it on the windowsill of the classroom, turn your eyes to observe the green, and looking far can prevent and treat myopia."

Cheng Zhien shook his head, "No need to buy it, I have a solution."

"any solution?"

"I have my own plan!"

Cheng Zhien's solution was to go back to school, call Liang Yuan, find scissors in Boss Song's office, cut the mineral water bottle into the shape of a water cup, fill it with water, and return to the office.

"What are you doing?" Boss Song just came back from washing his hands, and wiped his hands with a tissue.

Cheng Zhien chuckled: "Boss Song, the plants are too dense, and they won't grow well without air. In addition, the small plants in this pot are too big to keep up with the nutrition. I'll help you thin out the seedlings."

Boss Song looked at the green radishes, which were not too vigorous, and said, "That's fine."

Cheng Zhien cut off two green radishes, put them into a bottle, and said to Liang Yuan, "Let's work together."

Liang Yuan stood beside him without saying a word, he turned his head and looked at Boss Song with a smile.

Boss Song asked: "What about the thinning?"

"I found that the green radish grows too sparsely and it doesn't look good, so it's okay. It's spring, water more, green radish likes water, and the soil in your pot is a bit dry." Cheng Zhien explained.

"I said you're here to steal green radish, right?" Boss Song thought it over.

Cheng Zhien patted Liang Yuan, "I'll mortgage No.1 to you," he said, strolling to the door, "Boss Song, when I feed these two, I'll help you share some aquatic ones." After finishing speaking He trotted away.

Liang Yuan smiled helplessly at Boss Song.Boss Song said with a smile: "Okay, Liang Yuan, you're a quick learner, and you've already fast forwarded to the point where you and Cheng Doudou are cheating on flowers and plants?"

Liang Yuan rubbed his nose, "I was also tricked into joining the gang."

Cheng Zhien returned to the classroom with the green radish in his hands, and when he put on his glasses, Mr. Ma turned around and said, "You really mean something when you put on the glasses."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a bit like Harry Potter." Mr. Ma concluded.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Cheng Zhien despised Mr. Ma's aesthetics, "Harry Potter has black-rimmed glasses, but mine are silver."

After solving the glasses problem, Liang Yuan felt that Cheng Zhien had changed. Maybe it was because of the magic power of the glasses, maybe it was the intimacy between the two that made Cheng Zhien grow up overnight, or maybe Cheng Zhien’s life experience was clearly answered again. In short, Cheng Zhien soon As he matured, he laughed less unscrupulously, and his attention was more on the books and the blackboard.Liang Yuan was a little happy for a while, but also a little regretful and worried.

When Liang Yuan turned his head, he often saw Cheng Zhien wearing glasses, who looked more calm, looking at the blackboard seriously; writing on the book with a pen in his hand; reciting words silently in the dormitory with two extra lamps; During recess, Cheng Zhien's eyes would jump out and land on the green radish on the window sill. At this time, Cheng Zhien saw Liang Yuan looking at him, he would turn around and show a big smile to Liang Yuan.The bright sunlight fell on the leaves of the green radish, and also fell on Cheng Zhien's face, the tender white face refracted the light, and the fine hairs on the face had a golden luster.

Liang Yuan was immersed in his study, and Cheng Zhien was also immersed in his study. In the blink of an eye, it was June. Cheng Zhien packed up the test papers and exercises he had done from the desk and window sill, and piled them together, half a meter high, ready to move back to the dormitory. .The college entrance examination will occupy the classrooms of the school, and the students in the second and first year of senior high school will have a holiday.They have to empty the classroom.

Cheng Zhien, who was wearing shorts and shorts and carrying a schoolbag, stretched out at the school gate, "Brother Xiaoyuan, I don't seem to have lived these days, and it's summer all of a sudden."

Liang Yuan looked carefully at the minibus convoy at the door, "There, the bus back to town, let's go!"

Cheng Zhien followed Liang Yuan over, and Liang Yuan took out the change he had prepared and handed it to the conductor. "Two people."

"Are you going to Shangli Town?" Cheng Zhien asked worriedly.

"That's right!" the conductor said in dialect, driving the students like ducks, "get on the bus, get on the bus."

Shangli Town is not too close to the county seat, and there are not many high school students going to school.This train passed through Shangli Town.The air conditioner was not turned on in the car, and the windows were open. The students who had already got into the car were holding various thin books as fans to fan the wind.

Everyone waited impatiently for the departure of the bus. It was not until Cheng Zhien fanned himself with a folder of sweat on his forehead that the minibus started tremblingly and started.Take a circle around the county seat and drive along the national highway to Shangli Town.

A warm wind blows in from the car window, "The wheat has been harvested." Cheng Zhien pointed out the window.

Liang Yuan looked at Cheng Zhien, the wind blew his bangs to the side, showing Cheng Zhien's full forehead.Looking out again, under the scorching sun, there is a large golden field.A large harvester was moving slowly in the field, driving past, leaving behind a short layer of stubble.In the distance, a tractor is already plowing the land. I don't know which hardworking family it is. It seems that they are going to turn the wheat stubble into the ground early to fertilize it.

On the small road in the field, there are people riding bicycles, wearing straw hats and carrying shovels in twos and threes.In such a hot noon, it is reasonable to go to the ground later.

Harvesting is always a joy, and the smell of diesel oil and the sun scorching the earth blew past, evoking Cheng Zhien's memory. "When I was young, one year I used a sickle to cut the wheat, and after the harvest was pulled to the threshing ground by a tractor. This is the smell of the tractor."

Liang Yuan also has common memories. At that time, he and Cheng Zhien sat on both sides of the tractor, looked at the tall pile of wheat in the tractor behind, and trembled all the way to the threshing floor.The two of them can't do much work, the only thing they can do is to stay in the shade of the threshing floor and watch the adults turn the harvested wheat into wheat grains by machine.The wheat grains are blown up by the wind, and the wind blows away the husks, and when a gust of disobedient wind blows over to make trouble, the husks will be blown under the shade of the tree, and the two of them will be thrown together.

At that time, I didn't feel hot, and I jumped up and down happily when I could eat an ice cream.Cheng Zhien always finishes the ice cream in his hand quickly, and then eats his own.Cheng Zhien is always so thick-skinned, he even took a sip of an adult's beer.

"What were we playing at that time?" Cheng Zhien's voice interrupted his memory.

Liang Yuan looked out the window without turning his head: "Shizi."

"Yes," Cheng Zhien's face showed a layer of joy, "Jumping stones, I play the best."

Liang Yuan thought of the shade of the trees in the threshing ground, where all the children wandering in the fields were attracted. Everyone was holding stones in their hands, and after throwing one, they hurriedly tried their best to grab another one from the ground, as if they were doing acrobatics at the end. Pick up the thrown stones.Cheng Zhien played very well, but couldn't bear the small hands, and couldn't catch more than 4.

"There are pinballs!" Cheng Zhien yelled again.

Liang Yuan turned his head to look at Cheng Zhien, and the students around him also turned back to look at Cheng Zhien. He didn't feel embarrassed at all, "I still have a box of glass balls. Go back and find it later."

Someone who knew Cheng Zhien in the car yelled from a distance, "Cheng Zhien, are you going home too?"

"Ah, go home." Cheng Zhien looked up, "Wei Yu, both of you brothers are going back?"

"Yes, go back." The student said, "Go home and help harvest the wheat."

The student's younger brother may be more reserved, glanced back, then turned back quickly, and didn't even bother to talk to his own brother.

In order to see the fields more clearly, Cheng Zhien took out his glasses from his schoolbag and put them on.From Liang Yuan's point of view, this person with white teeth and red lips is a little more elegant in glasses, and he has nothing to do with harvesting wheat.

Liang Yuan looked at the socialite Cheng Zhien who was greeting people everywhere, and silently turned his head to look at the golden wheat field outside the window.He remembered that the kang he slept on when he was a child was covered with a layer of straw woven mats. The child of his father's colleague was from the city. When he came to play at home, he was surprised to see this magical layer.She hastily pulled the sheet over it, Cheng Zhien laughed and pulled the sheet back to face