muddy boy

Chen Linhu held his breath, and showed the energy he had in his third grade elementary school to compete with others for a thermos bottle cap of Golego, trying to survive for a while longer in the cramped compartment.

Survive at least one more stop.

By the time Chen Linhu remembered that the match ended in a disastrous defeat, he had already failed and subconsciously breathed heavily. The smell of leek buns immediately pinched his nostrils and penetrated into his stomach for a while.

The fiasco in the third grade caused Chen Linhu to lose a glass of high Lego, and the fiasco in the third grade made Chen Linhu almost faint on a strange bus.

Unaware of the pain and struggle of the passengers behind him, the old man sitting in the front seat continued to gnaw on the leek buns he took out from a crumpled plastic bag, and opened the car window three fingers wide, and the stifling hot wind flowed down The car window blows in, spreading the smell of leeks to every corner of the car.

The uncle hiccupped comfortably and let out a long sigh.

Chen Linhu has never missed the taste of taking the subway as much as today.

After the uncle's long sigh, he jumped up like a spring, and no matter where the next stop was, he dragged the suitcase and squeezed to the back door, his legs were almost unable to walk due to dizziness.

Fortunately, as soon as the bus stopped, he was squeezed out of the bus by other passengers who got off the bus. They didn't give him a chance to walk, and squeezed him all the way to the nearest tree next to the station.

Chen Linhu supported the tree trunk, looked at the scum left by his car sick friend on the root of the tree, and thought that even the hole to be used was chosen for him. This place is really outstanding and wonderful.

He retched a bit, because he hadn't eaten since last night, and Chen Linhu didn't vomit anything.

Scratching the rough bark with his fingers, Chen Linhu covered his mouth and pulled up the suitcase. The suitcase, which lacked a pulley to touch the ground, slanted and pulled a horrible line on the ground.

Chen Linhu's brain was still in a dizzy state, and he couldn't figure out what to do.

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, and he picked it up to take a look.

The phone call to Lin Hongyu in the car just now was not connected. It has been more than half an hour now, and Lin Hongyu finally replied a WeChat message: Son, Mom was in a meeting just now, and I won’t send you to school for a business trip in a few days. You are obedient to your grandfather, I will visit you when I come back from a business trip.

After a few seconds, another 1000 yuan was transferred.

Chen Linhu stared at Lin Hongyu's head.

The head portrait is a lotus flower, with four words written: I want to open up.

Chen Linhu stared down at his broken suitcase again. Ten seconds later, he suddenly picked up the suitcase that Lin Hongyu had stuffed in a mess, and walked along the road towards Duantou.

He felt that he really had to drive a little bit more. It was unlucky to get motion sickness, so instead of taking a car, walking was fine.People will not always be unlucky, and they will definitely rebound when they reach the bottom.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Linhu kicked a raised floor tile, and his thumb and toe seemed to scream silently.

It turned out that it hadn't reached the bottom yet.

He stood there for a moment, then slammed the suitcase in his hand into the green belt, and left without looking back under the surprised eyes of passers-by.

After walking about ten meters, Chen Linhu turned back under the surprised eyes of passers-by, pulled out the suitcase from the green belt, dragged it aside, and sat down on the curb of the non-motorized vehicle lane.

He took out his mobile phone and sent back a WeChat message: Understood, be careful.

Lin Hongyu didn't reply again, maybe she won't see the news from her son until she is free.

Chen Linhu propped his hands behind his back, sat on the dirty ground and looked up.

He knew that Lin Hongyu would not come to Baoxiang to see him when he came back from a business trip. He had heard this promise countless times since he was a child, but he basically never waited to come to Lin Hongyu.

Just like he never waited for his father Chen Xingye.

Chen Linhu felt that they could not be blamed for this. Work is very important to adults. He knew this well when he was still fighting for building blocks in kindergarten.

He thinks that he can't take away from Lin Hongyu what she likes and is important to her, which is very unfair to adults.After all, he doesn't even want to give up building blocks to others. Of course, adults can have things that they don't want to give to others.

I'm really a sensible and good baby, Chen Linhu thought, five things and four things are beautiful.

He understood this truth and understood Lin Hongyu very well, but Chen Linhu still couldn't figure out why he was so disappointed.

Disappointment can make people confused. From kindergarten to adulthood, Chen Linhu has not fully understood what is going on.

He had to vent his anger with the suitcase.

Chen Linhu kicked the suitcase.

It's very immature, very under-adult.

Chen Linhu changed his posture to be more handsome, and kicked again.

As soon as he retracted his feet, an electric car passed by at high speed. The person on the car was yawning while riding the bicycle. Before closing his mouth, he made eye contact with Chen Linhu, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

The electric car drove three meters away before stopping. Chen Linhu sat on the road teeth, watching Zhang Xun back up with his legs on the ground, and slowly moved back in front of him.

"What's the matter? Change the place to bask in the warmth?" Zhang Xun sat in the car and looked down at him. "It's good. You can open your mouth to bask in the sun. Not only will you be warmed by the sun, but you will also be full after eating ashes. It's a win-win situation."

Chen Linhu looked at his electric scooter that was so broken that even the basket had a big gap, and asked, "Aren't you driving?"

"Drive." Zhang Xun patted the handlebar, "Car."

Chen Linhu finally understood why Duan Qiao stuttered after hearing the phrase "the car is parked nearby".

For the first time, he realized that although there is only a difference of two words between "the electric car is parked nearby" and "the car is parked nearby", it can have such a big impact on people.

Chinese is really broad and profound.

Zhang Xun's little eDonkey didn't look good, but its speed was not affected by its appearance at all. It carried two young men, with a suitcase with footprints on the front step, and shuttled on the non-motorized road without complaint.

The sweltering wind blew quickly, but it also showed a bit of coolness. Chen Linhu huddled his two long legs and nestled in the back seat, and the wind carried Zhang Xun's voice from the front to the back.

"I said earlier that you were going to the Family Court of the Cultural Palace," Zhang Xun said, "It's going to be on the way. I can go directly to your house."

Chen Linhu let out an "oh" and was speechless.

Zhang Xun said again: "It's not far away. The road turning to labor will be a bit bumpy in a while, so hold on tight."

Chen Linhu looked around, but couldn't find a decent place to hold on to, so he folded his arms and tried to maintain his balance in the back seat.

"Traffic lights," Zhang Xun said, "balance!"

The car stopped at the intersection, and Chen Linhu and Zhang Xun stretched their legs at the same time, supporting the ground together.

The young lady who was riding a bright red electric scooter next to her took a few extra glances.

"Renren," Zhang Xun said, "Turn another intersection and walk 200 meters and you will be there."

Chen Linhu didn't think there was anything unbearable. He didn't want to smell the gasoline smell in the car for a short time, and he didn't want to carry a big broken box for two miles. Zhang Xun and his little eDonkey appeared in time.

"Well," Chen Linhu propped himself up on the ground, breathing the summer air happily, "Thank you."

Looking back, Zhang Xun saw that Chen Linhu, who was 1.8 meters tall, was shrunk in the back seat, with his arms crossed, his legs spread apart, and he was kicking on the ground, causing the subsequent bicycles to stop at a certain distance.

The back seat of the small electric donkey gave Chen Linhu the atmosphere of being the co-driver of a luxury car. His bangs were blown away by the wind, and the scars at the end of his eyebrows were completely exposed, making Chen Linhu's face look a little fierce.

Coupled with the two big characters of "Warriors" on the chest with black short sleeves, Zhang Xun felt like a driver driving for the biggest boss.

Zhang Xun couldn't hold back and laughed.

Chen Linhu was baffled by the laughter, but he didn't ask.

He set a rule for himself: don't talk if you can't talk, talk less if you can talk less.

The reasons for this rule are very sad, starting with him being a premature baby.

Like most premature babies, Chen Linhu was a little thin when he first landed. His father, Chen Xingye, and his mother, Lin Hongyu, felt very distressed. The two intellectuals turned to feudal superstition after giving birth. In order to make up for his congenital insufficiency, So I want to fight for the blessing of some unnatural forces in the name.

The two scratched their heads because of this, and scrapped three or four sheets of draft paper for naming their names. They couldn't find a good name that could combine health, strength, vivaciousness, and parental love.

Until Ms. Lin Hongyu dreamed of a cat that she always met at the door of her house when she was pregnant during a nap. When she woke up, she still couldn’t forget the mighty cat when it caught the mouse.

At that time, the relationship between Chen Xingye and Lin Hongyu hadn't broken, and the two were very tired. Chen Xingye was obedient to his wife, not only agreed to this down-to-earth word, but also wrote Lin Hongyu's surname in his son's name.

Chen Linhu means the healthy little tiger of Chen Xingye and Lin Hongyu.

When Chen Linhu first started learning characters, his parents exaggerated the word "tiger". Little Chen Linhu even once established the wrong perception that he was the king of beasts, and publicized the origin of his name everywhere since kindergarten. Enjoy the envious glances of others.

It wasn't until Chen Linhu went to elementary school and learned the idiom "photographing a cat and painting a tiger" for the first time that he became sober like a thunderbolt.

The king of beasts fell after an idiom class.

Even in the following years, Chen Linhu would be so embarrassed that he could not sleep when he thought of his flaunting remarks.

From that day on, Chen Linhu decided to be a person who talks less and does more.He was exposed to an argument during his growth, "Mature and stable is the behavior style of adults", and because of this tragic past, he felt that this statement was reasonable, and he has been practicing it silently, and it has become a habit over time.

This habit really gave him a lot of benefits, allowing him to keep his appearance calm when Chen Xingye and Lin Hongyu quarreled and even divorced and parted ways.

It can also give you an advantage in fighting by talking less nonsense.

But he also got into trouble a lot in high school.

But Zhang Xun should not be in the scope of these troubles. After he finished laughing, he continued to talk about other things, and he didn't mind Chen Linhu only answering with monotonous syllables.

"It's been sunny these few days," Zhang Xun started the small eDonkey, and the two retracted their legs in unison. Zhang Xun's voice came slowly from the front, "It's suitable for living in a new place."

The corners of Chen Linhu's tensed mouth eased, and he replied, "Yes."

Go live in a new place.

The family courtyard of the Cultural Palace has been around for some years. The gates of the courtyard are two large iron gates that look like fences.

Chen Linhu walked in with his suitcase, but the security guard at the gate didn't look up.

That’s right, watch the door, just watch the door, why watch people.

Chen Linhu straightened out the logic for himself, and hooked the corner of his mouth, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw Zhang Xun was still riding on the electric bike, and entered the family home with him.

"Thank you for sending me off," Chen Linhu quickly suppressed the raised corner of his mouth, "Come back."

Zhang Xun rode his bicycle and said, "Aren't you coming back?" He raised his hand and yelled, "Old Yan!"

The security guard at the door moved the phone away from his face and waved to Zhang Xun.

"Go back," Zhang Xun looked at Chen Linhu who was stunned, "the people will escort you to the door."

After speaking, he lifted the box that Chen Linhu had just taken down and put it back on the pedal of the electric car. The electric car was running out of power, so Zhang Xun got off the car and pushed it away.

"Come to the door to repay the favor." Chen Linhu recovered from the shock, "The service is at home."

"You're welcome," Zhang Xun cupped his hands, "for the kindness of a drop of water, you should repay it to your death."

The building in the family courtyard is still an old house in [-]s. The three rows in the back were built earlier, and the building is only four stories high. There are two family buildings on the left and right sides, and a large open space in the middle , a few little hairy children screamed and ran past Chen Linhu, playing ghosts and catching people.

"Where do your relatives live?" Zhang Xun asked.

"Building No. [-]..." Chen Linhu hadn't finished speaking when he saw a few old men and women sitting in front of a barber shop in the courtyard directly opposite.

Under the sun, a bald head like a marinated egg was emitting a dazzling light.

"Over there," Chen Linhu said, "the most flashy one."

Zhang Xun followed Liang to look for him, and at a glance he saw his landlord sitting on the ponytail, playing checkers with someone while stroking his round bald head.

Before Zhang Xun could ask again, he heard Chen Linhu shouting, "Master!"

Old Chen was old and hard of hearing, so Chen Linhu shouted very loudly.

Unexpectedly, old Chen's voice was louder. He raised his head and met Chen Linhu's eyes, patted his legs and pulled his throat and responded with a full accent: "Hey! My grandson thief~"

Zhang Xun's heart skipped a beat.

After calling Chen Linhu, the old head Chen saw Zhang Xun again, raised his voice and shouted again: "Mr. Zhang! What are you carrying on your car?"

Now it is your grandson's suitcase, and it was your grandson's suitcase before.

Old Chen is 71 years old this year. His body is tough and a little plump. There is basically nothing wrong with him except that his hearing has declined to the point where it will test the other party's voice when talking to anyone.

But also because of this, Chen Linhu and Zhang Xun had to tell him the ins and outs of the incident at the throat.

After roaring, Chen Linhu used high decibels to tell everyone except his grandfather how he was happy to help others, and Zhang Xun also roared to let everyone except old Chen know how he is grateful Illustrated.

When the old men and women at the door of the barbershop had already started boasting, Old Chen asked, "What? You two speak louder, who will learn from Lei Feng?"

Chen Linhu shut up, he really didn't have the courage to make another boastful broadcast.

Glancing at Zhang Xun, this man looks calm and peaceful, still with a gentle smile, very mature and steady that is unique to adults.

Chen Linhu was just admiring this man, when he saw Zhang Xun's fingers on the handlebar of the electric car were digging a gap, digging very hard.

Old Chen Tou finally understood after the explanations from everyone around him, he patted Chen Linhu on the back and shouted: "Huzi, good job!"

Chen Linhu's mouth closed even tighter.

"Old Chen, your grandson hasn't come back for a few years?" The old lady in a fluorescent pink jacket called out, "He's grown up so much! Oh, he's still a warm-hearted man!"

Old Chen was very proud of being praised by the old neighbors around him. He touched his shiny bald head and said loudly: "Ah, I was busy with my studies a few years ago. I went to them during the Chinese New Year. Now I am admitted to university. You are going to live here forever!"

"It's good to go to college, you're promising, what kind of college did you go to?" The old lady was very supportive, "Do you still remember me? You don't come here often, don't you remember? When you played here in elementary school, you couldn't get up and down the roof. That time, I wrote a letter to your father!"

Chen Linhu pretended not to hear the second half of the sentence, and only answered the first half: "Baoxiang Shifan."

"Oh, Shifan! Want to be a teacher? Being a teacher is good!" A skinny old man said, "Do you remember me? She reported the letter to your father, and I took the ladder your father found. Good guy, your father is really good at it." , as soon as I ran up to the roof, I'll beat you up on the roof..."

Chen Linhu's life principle of "talking less and doing more" helped him in time, pretending to be a dumb who can't understand.

"I also think the teacher is not bad. From now on, just like Teacher Zhang Xun, we have to be called Teacher Chen." Old Chen's voice was overwhelming, "Our old Chen family has never had a people's teacher! I told you a long time ago, my grandson Good grades!"

Chen Linhu said in a low voice: "I'm not a teacher. Normal schools also have majors. I don't study education."

"What?" Old Chen put his ear close to him, "Aren't you a donkey?"

"I don't teach!" Chen Linhu raised his voice.

"You're not called a pig?" Old Chen scratched his throat, "Isn't this telling dogs not to eat shit? What nonsense! Your word reads 'tiger'!"

The old men and women around didn't quite understand why the students in the normal school were not teachers. Let the old man be confused, and the few who were still sober were also confused now.

Chen Linhu felt that he should stop explaining: "Take it as a teacher."

"Look," Old Chen patted his head on his thigh, "it's still there."

Chen Linhu opened his mouth and closed it again.

I don't know if the old man is really deaf or he only listens to what he likes.

"Future people's teacher, hurry up and take your box home." Old Chen was very satisfied, "Put it in the room next to me, we two will chat at night."

Several other old neighbors waved their hands and continued to discuss that teachers are a good business.

Chen Linhu was relieved, and walked out two steps in response, thinking about what was wrong: "Next to you? I don't live in the upstairs house?"

Old Chen's status in this family courtyard is not low, partly because he, as a nail-level resident in the big courtyard, owns two apartments in the courtyard. Old Chen has always lived in the one with a small courtyard on the first floor. The second floor above the head was previously reserved for Chen Xingye and Lin Hongyu who would bring Chen Linhu back during the Chinese New Year.

"I've rented out the house upstairs." Old Chen patted his stomach with a cattail fan, "The house on the first floor is enough for the two of us to live in."

Chen Linhu didn't say any more, nodded and was about to lift his suitcase from Zhang Xun's car.

"Let's go," Zhang Xun smiled kindly, as if he didn't hear or see Chen Linhu's troubles and embarrassment just now, "I told you that I can walk you through the house."

"You live in Building No. [-]?" Chen Linhu didn't expect this person to live closer than he imagined, "How many units?"

"I live upstairs from you." Zhang Xun said, "Young landlord, can we leave now?"

In the green belt on the side of the path in front of No. [-] building, there is a row of yellow and skinny trees, and the soil under the shade of the trees is full of vegetable seedlings.

The gate of the old family's building has been broken for a long time and cannot be closed, so it is simply supported by a stone, and it is opened all year round, and rust slag will fall off as soon as it is touched.

"Duan Qiao came to the door overnight to thank you after knowing about it," Zhang Xun said, pushing the small electric donkey that had run out of battery, "I live too close here, so if you want to do anything, just tap on the ceiling with a broomstick , I came down when I heard the sound, like a summoned beast."

"If you stomp your feet upstairs, I will treat you as greeting me." Chen Linhu thought of Duan Qiao's tearful eyes and affectionate words of thanks, and added, "You don't have to tell your friend, just stomp his feet for him." .”

With a heavy tone, Zhang Xun laughed while supporting the battery car: "Good teacher Chen."

Chen Linhu's mood of resting dishes became even more depressed when he was called "Teacher Chen". When he was approaching the second unit, he said, "I'm an art student. I major in digital media. I couldn't get into the Department of Education, and I don't plan to be a teacher."

This time he told Old Chen, but Old Chen couldn't understand.

In fact, he also told his father Chen Xingye, but Chen Xingye didn't want to hear it.

Chen Xingye always didn't want to hear anything that made him feel ashamed. After Chen Linhu's college entrance examination results came out, he never listened to Chen Linhu's words for more than 3 minutes.After knowing that Chen Linhu did not choose to repeat, the 3 minutes was shortened to one and a half minutes.

If he shrinks again, Chen Linhu will be forced to fully implement his life principle of "being a man and talking less".

After saying this, he felt Zhang Xun's eyes sweep over his face, and Chen Linhu shut up.He just wanted to find someone to let him finish this sentence properly, and he didn't think about how to explain it, or how to continue it.

"Oh," Zhang Xun didn't ask a question, and didn't insist on continuing the topic, "Actually, I'm not a teacher either."

Chen Linhu was stunned: "Ah."

"So just call Zhang Xun," the other party smiled, and pushed the little eDonkey into the corridor, "We don't need to shout too much about our business relationship."

"...Another word," Chen Linhu couldn't even catch the rotten stalk, "it's not appropriate."

Zhang Xun nodded in a friendly way: "Business relationship."

Chen Linhu couldn't figure out why Zhang Xun could use words so naturally to make the atmosphere rush towards an incomprehensible abyss like a landslide.

The author has something to say:

No one should remember what Gao Lego is.

PS, the school has no reference.