Zhou Yan

It snowed for several days, and finally stopped on New Year's Eve. The wind was beautiful and the snow melted. I stood leisurely by the window and finally saw the withered willow leaves.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and it is the time to write papers once a year to report the big and small matters of Linzhou City in the past year, the amount of harvest, and the amount of taxes. The city owner is most impatient to write this on weekdays, but no one can write this stuff except him.

The city lord shuts himself in the study every day and chews on the pen, and every night the candle burns until dawn, and the tossing is covered with the hair he scratched when he was thinking hard. Furious, the people in Shen's residence were very sensible to stay away from the city lord's study, trying to minimize the fireworks in the residence as much as possible.

Shen Xian stood outside the study and paced back and forth, while the city lord was slamming his pen inside. He probed his head and hid behind a corner, not daring to go in.

A few days ago, he was too lazy. He didn't want to get up in the morning when he heard the sound of rain and snow. After staying up all night, he couldn't hold back a few words. He wanted to see what his son was doing on a whim.

The city lord quietly walked in along the base of the wall, and saw Shen Xian leisurely lying down by the window to sleep, turning over and revealing several small heaters under the quilt, and next to them were the steamed buns that he hadn't finished eating in the morning. Had a good time.

The city lord, who hadn't slept all night and suffered so much, was immediately dizzy from the stimulation, and almost leaned on the wall to push over.

"You bastard!"

A shout of anger broke the sky, Shen Xian was still having a sweet dream, in the dream he married Zhou Mingchao, and was taking off Zhou Mingchao's red hijab, half of it off, the beauty's beautiful face was gone, but he was unshaven The rough man's face was squeezed into view.

"What is this!"

The young master dozed off and was scared away most of the time. He sat up and backed away slowly, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Get out of here!"

The city lord angrily grabbed Shen Xian's ears and pulled him out of bed.

In the following half a day, the city lord quoted scriptures, eloquently, and eloquently, saying that he was not motivated, and the toad knew how to poke and move, but Shen Xian did not move even if the stick was broken in two.

"You are still sleeping at three poles in the sun. In vain, I sent you to study. I asked you to come to the house and ask you to learn Chinese and write. Your mother said that our family is a scholar, a scholar! Are you worthy of these three people? All day long Li only knows that eating is lazy, the body is not diligent, the five grains are not distinguished, the black hair does not know how to study early, and Bai Shoufang regrets studying late and Shen Xian, do you know this truth?"

Shen Xian lowered his head with tears in his eyes: "I know, I know dad."

The city lord didn't extinguish the fire, but became even angrier: "You know, what do you know! Do you know how hard your parents are? I've been writing descriptive papers in the study for three days, do you understand?"

Shen Xian repented and shook his head tearfully, he didn't understand.

"Three mountains and five mountains, nine rivers and eight beaches, those people haven't written enough? I have to write it too, and I can't live well during the Chinese New Year. I don't understand why I have to write this job report every year. I'm the only one who writes the job report?"

"Father, I don't understand," Shen Xian couldn't help crying, holding his father and crying, wiping his nose and tears on the city lord's clothes: "I really don't understand."

Go and write!Torturing you alone doesn't need to torture everyone in the Shen family.

Shen Xian was scolded, like an ear of rice trampled into the mud by the wind and rain, broken and incomplete that could not be picked up.

"Be honest with me," the city lord vented his resentment in a flurry of anger, and finally he was relieved when he left: "Don't let me catch you being lazy again, or you will go to the mountain to copy books for me."

Today he finally came across a sunny day, and he and Zhou Mingchao made an appointment to go out to play, but the city lord was moody and irritable like Guan Gong, and he came to the East Courtyard on a whim to spy on Shen Xian but didn't see anyone. The ignited big bared flowers kicked twice and exploded into the sky.

Hesitating and dawdling, a section of the corridor outside the city lord's study was polished shiny by Shen Xian's feet, and Shen Xian didn't have the courage to enter the house.

"Shen Xian! Why are you sneaking around there, come in for me!"

The city lord put down another pen holder, and had already seen the kid standing beside the pillar, looking eager, begging for a beating.

"Father." Standing in front of the desk, Shen Xian lowered his head.

"What are you doing?" This is the city lord who is in a bad mood and has a rough voice.

"The weather is fine today," Shen Xian muttered after glancing at the city lord, "I want to go out and play."

After finishing speaking, Shen Xian waited with bated breath, carefully guarding, for fear that the inkstone in the hands of the city lord would appear next to his head in the next moment.

"Where are you going?" After waiting for a long time in fear, the city lord looked at the written book for a long time, cursed and tore it into a ball, then took a new one and wrote on it: "Who are you going to play with?"

"Go to the lake with Brother Zhou to play."

"Where are you going by the lake in the cold weather?" the city lord snorted, "do you have any money?"

"Yes," Shen Xian's eyes lit up, "but Daddy can give it to me if he wants."

Only when you give money can you hear Shen Xian's "Dad", the city lord waved his hand to tell Shen Xian to go out and not be an eyesore: "Take it to Old Shen, come back early."

"Okay!" Shen Xian turned around and ran away.

"Shen Xian!" The city lord stopped him, thinking of the last time he and Zhou Mingchao were boating on the lake at the flower viewing party but both fell into the water: "Don't take Mingchao to the boat! !"

"Okay!" Shen Xian had already run out the door, and he didn't know if he heard it or not.

The city lord contemplated for a long time, came up with a little idea, and no matter where Shen Xian went to play crazy, he lowered his head and broke up a word and wrote it in pieces, trying to make the booklet read as many words as possible.

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The lake is long, the water surface is sparkling, and the green and yellow wicker on the shore is swaying in the wind, soft and weak, like a girl's slender waist.

Having not been out for a long time, Shen Xian looked around excitedly, feeling that the air outside is much fresher and smells much better than the air in the mansion.

Zhou Mingchao sat opposite him and reminded him: "Be careful, don't fall."

"it is good."

Shen Xian couldn't sit still, his body swayed with the lake surface, he and Zhou Mingchao were sitting in a... small boat.

"Brother Zhou, there are fish! It's so beautiful." Before leaving the door, the city lord fed the dog, Shen Xian patted the strings of the boat, watching a carp with a red body and a white tail slowly appearing under the water, and then Wagging its big tail, it swam away.

Zhou Mingchao looked in the direction of his finger, and could only see a little white broken shadow. He looked at Shen Xian whose clothes were piled up to half the hull, and smiled: "Well, it looks good."

The big carp was gone, Shen Xian looked away, sat up straight, and raised his sleeves: "Brother Zhou, let's paddle!"

Zhou Mingchao didn't move, the wind was moving, the boat was shaking slightly, and there was a moment of silence.

Looking at each other speechlessly, Zhou Mingchao said, "I won't."

"You don't know?" Shen Xian was slightly stunned: "Then why do we need to board the boat?"

Zhou Mingchao was also slightly taken aback: "You still don't know how?"

This is still a little subtle, and Shen Xian folded his hands on his chest as a matter of course: "What do you mean I still can't, I'm with you every day, and I have time to learn how to paddle."

Zhou Mingchao coughed and looked at the scenery on the shore.

However, Shen Xian found something new and moved closer to him, staring at his face all the time: "Brother Zhou, are you embarrassed? You don't know how either. Why do you say I'm going to row a boat?"

He just lifted off his robe and boarded the boat without any hesitation.

Then why do you ask me to row a boat?Zhou Mingchao was puzzled.

Seeing what Zhou Mingchao was thinking, Shen Xian was also a little embarrassed: "I thought you would."

Zhou Mingchao: "..."

In short, this is the fact that both of them are confident, thinking that the other will know each other, but in fact they are both idiots.

"Hey, it's okay." Shen Xian couldn't hold back his smile for a while, "I've become smarter this time. When I boarded the boat, I didn't loosen the rope tied to the shore. We can go back by pulling this rope."

Shen Xian turned to pull the rope.

"Where is my rope?"

While they were talking, the boat had drifted to the center of the lake, and the rope that should have been tied to the shore had long since disappeared.

"Brother Zhou," Shen Xian was startled, "Our rope is gone."

Zhou Mingchao looked at him, hesitated to speak, and finally took out a length of hemp rope from behind.

"I thought you would, so I untied the rope."

……

"Brother Zhou, I think we might be embarrassed again today." Shen Xian looked around and nodded again: "Fortunately, there are not many people here, so I can save my face."

"Well," Zhou Mingchao also nodded: "It's okay."

"Choose." Inside the boat, Shen Xian tiptoed Zhou Mingchao: "It's better to pretend to fall into the water, or to pretend that you can't row a boat and let the people on the shore pull us up, which one do you think is better?"

Zhou Mingchao thought carefully about the consequences of the two scenarios, and said honestly, "Both are not very good."

"Well, there is another way, it's not ashamed and it's very elegant to say it." Shen Xian folded his hands on his knees, and he smiled: "The two of us don't say anything, just sit here and wait until the sky is old and the sea is dry and rocks are rotten." , the water in this lake is dry, and we can go ashore cleanly."

"Did someone carry the two skeletons ashore?" Zhou Mingchao asked.

"This..." Shen Xian thought about it for a while: "It might not be a white skeleton. It rains here and the boat capsizes. We were drowned in the lake, and the corpses still have some flesh when they float."

"Well," Zhou Mingchao clapped his hands symbolically twice: "Very good."

The two talked wildly and farther and farther away. It didn't look like they were trapped on a boat, but they looked like they were going to listen to an opera on a boat.

"Have you sat enough?" Zhou Mingchao leaned on the bow of the boat and stretched out a hand to him: "Stand up when you have sat enough."

"Enough is enough," buttocks were still a little numb, Shen Xian didn't understand what Zhou Mingchao wanted to do, so he handed him his right hand: "Why, do you want to take me flying?"

Holding that hand, Zhou Mingchao stood up by himself and pulled Shen Xian up with all his strength.

The two stood in the middle of the hull, holding Shen Xian's waist, and Zhou Mingchao hooked his lips: "Let me fly."

The author has something to say:

The city lord who wrote the debriefing papers looks like me in code, hehe!

Merry Christmas Merry Christmas babies.