Shangqiaotou Village, Qiaotou Town

In the spring of 08, the spring plowing had just begun, and the 18-year-old Wang Heibei finally couldn’t keep up with Lesheng any more. On the day of Guyu, the old Heibei didn’t stand up again, so it spent most of the time Lying on the cushion that Lesheng prepared for him, panting heavily, as long as Lesheng is next to him, he tries to wag his tail; sometimes when he hears some noise, he has to raise his head with difficulty It screamed twice, it wanted to use the last bit of strength in its life to protect the person it had guarded all its life; Le Sheng knew from Hong Sheng that his Hei Bei was about to come to the end of his life, so from this day on, he tried his best to He stayed by its side, taking care of it like it was a little black ball back then; on the fourth day after Grain Rain, on the eighteenth day of the third month in the lunar calendar, Hei Bei screamed at night, Le Sheng In a daze, he turned on the light, jumped off the kang, and quickly squatted down to touch Hei Bei's body to comfort him; Hei Bei's already cloudy eyes seemed to be looking at the front, and seemed to be looking for Le Sheng's shadow all the time, huh, squeak The sound of squeaks was intermittent, like an old man who returned to the light was confessing something. Half an hour later, Hei Bei's closed eyes never opened again; Crying into a pair of red peaches.Hebei was buried the next day. He became the longest-lived dog in the village, and also the first dog in the village to own a "coffin" and a cemetery.

After Hei Bei's death, Le Sheng was depressed all the time. Occasionally, when he thought of it, he couldn't help crying. Seeing Le Sheng like this, Hong Sheng was so distressed that he couldn't help it. Just a few days ago, someone in the village gave birth to a dog. Unfortunately, there happened to be a little black dog, so he sent two catties of eggs, and brought the little black dog back.Le Sheng's eyes lit up when he saw the little guy. He looked at Hong Sheng in surprise, and carefully put the dog in his arms before asking,

"Hong Sheng, is this Hei Bei?"

"It's not Hei Bei, but you can see it's black, so it's probably Hei Bei's grandson, not necessarily the great-grandson, but you can also call him Hei Bei~"

Le Sheng's eyes darkened for a moment, but soon lit up again, and said,

"Hong Sheng, can we call it Little Hei Bei?"

"You can call him whatever you want~ Then call him Wang Xiaoheibei?"

Hearing this, Le Sheng couldn't help laughing,

"Wang Xiaoheibei doesn't sound good, so why not call him Wang Xiaobei?"

"Okay, then call me Wang Xiaobei~"

Hong Sheng deliberately pointed his finger at Heizi's head and said,

"Did you hear that? From now on, you will be called Wang Xiaobei. When you can speak, you will be called Lesheng's mother and my father. Do you understand?"

Seeing Hong Sheng say this, Le Sheng laughed even happier. This was the first time Le Sheng laughed after Hei Bei died. It was strange to say that the dogs in Le Sheng's hands looked like little wolf cubs. , strong and sturdy, and easy to feed; when Wang Xiaobei changed his stomach and was able to run forward and backward vigorously, Lesheng even specially carried him to "worship" his grandfather once?Or grandpa? ——Wang Heibei; Compared with "worshiping ancestors", Wang Xiaobei may be more enthusiastic about digging holes for field mice, or bullying a poor grasshopper.

In the blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of August again. This year, the small table of Hong Sheng’s family tribute to the moon was filled with grapes, yellow apricots, big peaches, red apples, half a watermelon, and a plate of five-yuan five-nut mooncakes; Grapes, apples, and watermelons are grown in his own yard, and apricots and peaches were planted by Lesheng in his own field ten years ago. The table is full of things, just like their little days. .Wang Xiaobei was six months old, and he ate two mooncakes in one go. Although Wang Dali was in his prime, he preferred boiled black beans to mooncakes, but he ate one, and the remaining two were Hong Sheng. He gave birth to one child; this Wang Xiaobei does not have the same appetite as his grandfather or grandpa Wang Heibei. He does not like peanuts, but loves watermelon. Of course, other fruits are also welcome; The favor was given to Xiao Bei at the same time, but in the end, besides the two moon cakes, this little boy even killed a quarter of the watermelon.

Hong Sheng is ten years older than Le Sheng. He is already 48. At his age in the village, he may be a grandfather in two years. However, Hong Sheng’s family only has a dog who cannot speak; No regrets, because he has a happy life, and Hong Sheng feels satisfied every day they are together. Sometimes he thinks, if one day he goes to Lord Yan, the little ghosts ask him, "Wang Hongsheng, what else do you have in this life?" Any regrets?" He might say, "No regrets!"

In the blink of an eye, 18 years are in the blink of an eye, and it is too soon to think about it. However, Wang Hongsheng feels that maybe he and Lesheng will be together for another two 18 years. Shaking and supporting each other, they sat together under the melon shed in the yard, drank a cup of sweet tea with sugar, and listened to a rich Northwest tune...

"When peach blossoms come, you will be red; when apricot blossoms come, you will be white.

Climb mountains and ridges to find you

The elm tree will bloom and you will have more branches

You have more heart and eyes than mine

When the pot comes, you will not be able to bear your rice

I don't want other people to just think about you

When the pot comes, you will not be able to bear your rice

I don't want other people to just think about you

When peach blossoms come, you will be red. When apricot blossoms come, you will be white.

Climb mountains and ridges to find you

Chrysanthemum needles, you will bloom with six petals, and you will be yellow

Looking forward to forming a pair with my brother

I look forward to forming a pair with my brother, ahhhhhhhhh"