God of danger

The person who came to inform was Aunt Luo who opened a small shop on the street outside the courtyard.

Aunt Luo still had a store to take care of, so she pedaled her bicycle and left after shouting.

His grandma has been running to his house more and more frequently recently. The purpose of coming here is to complain about his aunt or scold his mother. Every time the old lady is sent away, his mother is not happy. Guan Jie doesn't welcome grandma very much.

But the will of the old man does not depend on him, and when he wants to come, it will come rain or shine.

If you come, no one dares to say no. The problem is that she has poor eyesight, ears, and physical strength, and she has leaned against other people's doors several times and can't walk, forcing her master to come to his house to call for help.

Adults say that children do not understand, but in fact children are not as ignorant as they think.

Guan Jie had listened to a lot, and he probably vaguely understood that it wasn't any adult who was bad, but that his grandma was too old, and the neighbors were afraid of bad luck, so he didn't dare to help directly. He couldn't understand before, but now because of I have a little emotion towards my grandma, and I have already betrayed to the opposite side.

And the last time someone carried her over, she cried bitterly on someone else's back. She was so excited that she couldn't get up and passed out, which almost scared people out of the shadows.

This point is still some time before his mother Li Aili gets off work. She has already taken a lot of hourly leave this month because of the old man. Guan Jie doesn't want to go to the factory to find her because she doesn't like to see the team leader scold her.

The nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes, as if there is no old lady in his family.

Dad can't count on it anymore, he may not be in the town now, and there is no adult at home, so he can only do it by himself.

Guan Jie didn't have the guts to do anything, he was so annoyed that he got barbs on his buttocks, he loosened his grip and dropped the pen, stood up from the small bench with a sullen face, and wanted to leave.

Halfway through, he stopped suddenly, leaned over to hold Lu Rongxing's face, and smiled like a dog's leg: "Brother Xing, can you lend me your bicycle?"

As a rich boy at the township level, Brother Xing has always been very generous to him. He heard that he thought he was going to a garment factory, so he said hello when he came up: "In the house, push it yourself."

Guan Jie squeezed his hands hard, squeezing Lu Rongxing into an O-shaped mouth, and was about to praise him as the handsome son of the party and the people, when his eyes suddenly froze, and he pushed his hands away and said, "No! , don’t you have a bicycle? Why do you need to borrow it?”

As soon as Guan Jie heard the sadness, he bled in his heart as he walked: "Don't mention it, my bicycle was stolen, it's been half a month, how did you become my neighbor, why don't you know anything?"

Lu Rongxing felt that he was simply an unlucky guy who grew up unlucky, and no one had more affairs than him: "You didn't tell me, how would I know."

Guan Jie rushed into the door with dissatisfaction in his voice: "Observe, didn't you write well in the composition you published last time? Why should you be good at discovering the little things in life?"

Lu Rongxing didn't expect that he would draw references to himself, so he couldn't help laughing: "Ah, is there such a sentence? It may have been changed by the teacher, I don't remember."

"Hey," Guan Jie held the spigot of the bicycle, kicked the flying bike, and pushed it out of the house, "You liars with good grades."

Originally Mathematics made Lu Rongxing ashamed, but such modesty in front of the Passing Long Live Party is hypocrisy, Lu Rongxing couldn't refute, so he just smiled and said: "Well, I lied to you, I feel very guilty now. "

Guan Jie didn't see any guilt on his face, and with a "cut", he pushed the car into the courtyard.

Lu Rongxing saw him standing still in the open space of the flower bed, raised his right leg and straddled the frame, preparing to use the straddle method that only short legs would use.

Of course, Guan Jie's criticism is not because of his short legs, in fact, his waistline is quite high, but his overall height is relatively short.

The dwarf was in a hurry to find his grandma, he raised the pedal with his right foot and stepped on it again, the whole person jumped up and slid out.

Seeing his frizzy appearance, Lu Rongxing was worried, so he turned his pen twice to remind him, "Slow down."

Guan Jie pedaled faster and faster, but he saw Lu Rongxing as blind, and shouted without looking back: "Wait a minute."

Lu Rongxing was suddenly recalled by this familiar big statement, and made fun of him: "Well, it's almost as slow as when you put the handlebars on the old scalper's head."

That happened last summer. Guan Jie had just started to learn how to ride a bicycle, and his speed was too slow to keep up with the large troops going to the countryside.

No one expected that the old scalper nestling in the river to hide from the sun would suddenly hit the road at this moment. Guan Jie raised his eyes and was frightened out of his wits. Exclaimed, and rushed up to the other bull.

As a horned animal, the cow's first move in attack or defense is to bow its head.

So on that midsummer afternoon when the sun shone like gold, everyone watched in amazement as an old cow caught Guan Jie's car with its horns, then tilted its head and threw him, including the car, into the stinky ditch.

Afterwards, Guan Jie was not injured, but just stunned, he hugged Lu Rongxing's thigh covered in mud and shivered for a long time. Lu Rongxing asked him why he was riding so fast, and he said shit that he was riding too slowly.

Guan Jie was about to speed up, but when he heard the words, he was forced to remember the fear of being stared at by a bull's eye, which made him involuntarily squeeze the brakes, and became angry in the inertia of rushing forward: "Let's talk about this next time, I will ride until you head on!"

Lu Rongxing propped his chin, and said fearlessly: "Next time I probably won't lend you a car."

Guan Jie still doesn't know when he will be able to own a bicycle again. It would be too miserable if he can't borrow a bicycle when he is in a hurry. Slowly, you see, I am slower than a snail."

This time the problem became too slow again, but Lu Rongxing didn't find fault again, his father was in a car accident and still limps, so he felt that no matter how slow he was, it was better than faster.

However, riding slowly is also a technical task, and the balance is not so easy to master. Guan Jie lost patience after leading the bike for a few meters on a figure-eight route.

Lu Rongxing had already lowered his head, holding a pen to calculate the multiplication of decimal points.

Guan Jie let go of his speed guard, and in the process of turning his head, he noticed that his own person had left but did not close the door, and hurriedly and disturbingly shouted: "Lu Rongxing, help me look at the door."

Lu Rongxing, who had just jumped off the sea of ​​questions, was forced ashore by him in a blink of an eye, and he didn't seem impatient, so he gave him an OK sign in a good-tempered manner: "Okay, when you come back, we will continue to tell the story of the stolen bicycle."

Guan Jie turned the front of the car, restrained the mood that was soaring like a gust of wind, and turned slowly: "Talk fart! What's the matter with you? Why do you like to read my jokes so much?"

Lu Rongxing said rationally: "Because you are funny."

Guan Jie was furious like a frog but didn't dare to explode, so he slammed his wheels and disappeared from the yard.

After he hit the road, he galloped for less than 5 minutes, and saw his grandma at the entrance of Luoji Wholesale Department.

Grandma is 79 this year, wearing a crimson gown with Xiaotuanfu characters printed on it, and her gray hair is tied down with a wire headband. Although she is not as decent as Lu Rongxing's grandma, she is not the kind of old man who suffers from hunger and cold.

But she was crying every day, complaining to everyone, Guan Jie didn't know what she was crying about.

At this moment, she was pulling another pregnant lady whom Guan Jie didn't know, half leaning on her body and crying until she slapped her thigh, saying the same thing.

"Why is my life so hard... Why don't I die after I'm alive, hurting others and myself... Jiagui, you old man, come and take me away..."

The eldest sister patted her arm and back with the hand that was not grasped by her, smiled and comforted her with blessings such as longevity.

Grandma's crying had a weird rhythm similar to singing. Guan Jie didn't know it when she was a child.

All he knew was that before he got out of the car, his face was on fire. Because of the embarrassment, the attention and advice from the people around him made him feel ashamed and wanted to turn around and leave.

But Guan Jie didn't leave, because although Li Aili scolded the old lady for coming again with red eyes every time, she never ignored her.

Guan Jie resisted the reluctance in his heart and parked the bicycle at the entrance of the wholesale department.

Grandma wasn't so confused that she didn't know him, but Guan Jie yelled four times in a particularly loud voice, and she blew her nose with a handkerchief as if she had guessed the answer, then took his hand and asked, "It's Xiao Jie, what about your mother?" ? Grandma is going to your house, but she is old and useless, so she can't go."

In fact, grandma was nice to him, and would hide candy for him if she had any, all of Guan Jie's opinions on her came from her insulting Li Aili.

He came here with emotions, but he was hit in the heart by the sentence "old", and the tip of his nose suddenly felt a little sour.

Grandma is also quite pitiful, at such an advanced age, her mother's relatives don't like her.

Guan Jie was not talented in comforting people, and he was so clumsy that he didn't know what to say. It happened that he hurt his mouth, so he simply didn't speak, but raised his palm, and lightly touched the top of her hair full of broken hair twice.

"My mother hasn't got off work yet, and she's not at home. It's the same if I come to pick you up. Grandma, let's go."

It's probably the same as giving some sunshine to make it bright. The old man felt the warmth, and was so wronged again that he burst into tears.

Guan Jie's arm hurt a little from her grasp, and the sympathy that had just been bred began to cool down amidst the noise that could not be said.

He used to get angry when he heard these things, and felt that his aunt was abusing the elderly. It was only later in the dispute that he came to the conclusion that he couldn't believe everything his grandmother and aunt said.

His aunt didn't say anything to the outside world, but she didn't want to support the elderly and always scolded her, but there shouldn't be such a thing as not giving food.

Grandma was angry, and she had a bad temper, and her suspicions were serious. She always felt that her daughter-in-law deliberately gave her poor food, but in fact, the whole family ate the same food.

And my grandma is really picky eater. She said she had no appetite when there was no meat on the table, and said she had a stomachache and went to buy medicine after eating it. In short, it was difficult to serve.

Guan Jie didn't need to serve her, but just the crying and crying of a set of words was enough to make him lose his patience, and soon he stopped responding, and squatted down on the ground to pick his shoelaces.

He imitated Lu Rongxing's tricks when he practiced the piano, plucking the crossed shoelaces back and forth, and his strength followed the volume of his grandma. A boring game to pass the time.

After ten minutes or so, Guan Jie's movements became lighter and lighter, because his grandma, whom he used as a template, slowly regained his composure.

There was a large age spot on the left side of the old man's eye. She opened her eyes half-covered under the drooping eyelids and didn't know where to look, as if she was crying to lack of oxygen, and she looked a little dazed.

As soon as she stopped making trouble, Guan Jie's unbearable heart would strangely resurface.

He saw tears in the corners of grandma's eyes, a big drop that dripped into those messy wrinkles and came out, leaving only a thin line that couldn't flow.

This scene made him feel bored for no reason, Guan Jie paused abruptly, then took out a candy from his trouser pocket, tore open the package and stuffed it to the old man's mouth.

"Grandma, don't cry, just eat a candy, come," he comforted others with his own way.

The logic of the old man was already confused. He started to laugh again just after crying, and while tilting his head back, he weakly declined: "Our little Jie is still good, knowing that he loves grandma. Grandma doesn't eat, she has no teeth, and she can't bite. You Eat it yourself."

Guan Jie stuffed the hard candy into her mouth: "Eat it, I have some more, I don't want you to bite, just suck it."

Grandma avoided him a few times, but she swallowed the candy into her mouth with only a few yellow teeth left. After tasting the sweetness, tears flooded her eyes again.

Guan Jie was afraid that she would cry again, so he rushed to answer: "Grandma, why don't you go to our house for dinner tonight, and went back, I haven't finished my homework yet."

The older generation spent their whole lives groping in the yellow land, and their greatest wish was that the younger generation could rely on culture to make a living. This time, grandma stopped procrastinating and stood up tremblingly.

The 5-minute drive is almost 1000 meters, but on the way back, because there was an old man, I had to walk for more than 20 minutes.

Guan Jie pushed the bicycle and asked the old man to pull the iron frame on the seat. When he returned to the grain store compound, Lu Rongxing had finished his homework with a pen and began to practice the piano.

He played the pipa and practiced jasmine.

The figure of the young man who is eager to grow up is bathed in the last afterglow of the setting sun, and his whole body exudes a kind of sophistication that is incompatible with this small town where Mandarin is full of dialects.

Guan Jie's admiration for him reached its peak at this moment. He was envious of Lu Rongxing's purse, being taller than himself, with good grades and talents. Of course, the most enviable thing was Lu Rongxing's grandma.

Human nature seems to be like this. They always like to pick out what they don't have, and compare it with others' happiest place, and then the comparison is heartbroken.

Guan Jie, who was walking home here, felt sore, but Lu Rongxing, who was jealous, played very poorly.

He is not a born pipa prince. The reason for learning this instrument is that Ms. Wang Yang was born in playing. If he doesn't learn some musical instruments to improve his temperament now, he will only be a wretched man when he grows up.

Lu Rongxing didn't think there was anything wrong with his temperament, he was so handsome with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he didn't look like his father at all.

But Lu Jianxin, who was born with a rough face, immediately lost his expression after hearing this, and brought him a rosewood pipa from other places without saying a word. The family of three was two to one, and Lu Rongxing went fishing for three days and two days It took me more than four years to learn from the net.

It stands to reason that he is about to graduate, so he no longer needs to participate in the June [-]st performance, but the pipa is a rare instrument in the town, and he is the only one who can play it in the whole school. Need him very much.

The school also gave a perfect answer to the question of playing the piano, promising that as long as he is willing to perform, he will be given a back door. As long as he doesn't do badly in the exam, the key class in No. [-] Middle School will not be a dream.

Ms. Wang looked at his math results and felt that he was taking advantage of it, so she agreed with a smile like a flower.

Jasmine Lu Rongxing is actually very familiar with playing, but he just doesn't care. His feelings for the pipa are exactly the same as his study. It is a task that has no love but should be completed.

Fortunately, Ms. Wang only asked him to improve his temperament and pick up girls in the future, and never insisted that he must become a master of the generation.

Lu Rongxing played blindly, unable to make a tune, purely to preserve the feel, so when he saw Guan Jie came back, he immediately wiped the strings and said wholeheartedly: "Why did it take you so long to come back?"

Guan Jie raised his left hand propped on the handlebar, raised his index finger and pointed behind him, and then moved to draw wavy lines under his eyes on both sides.

That meant that the people behind him were crying. Lu Rongxing glanced at the hunched old lady. Guan Jie didn't make a sound, so he didn't answer the call. He just switched fingers to see Guan Jie running around.

Guan Jie parked his bicycle, and according to the principle that like attracts birds of a feather, he led his grandma to the corner and gave it to the grandma next door, letting them chat, and then went back to return the car.

This time, after finishing his mission, when he passed by Luan playing the piano, his mood had changed from cloudy to sunny, and he had the leisure to press his chest on the front of the car to criticize Lu Rongxing: "What are you playing, be serious, play it well for me !"

Lu Rongxing swept the strings like dust, and drove away: "Go to you, write your composition."

Guan Jie hit a snag, and before he could refute, he yawned, his eyes filled with tears, and he blinked the steam in his eyes and said, "I don't want to write."

Lu Rongxing showed a reserved but seconding smile: "I don't want to play well either."

Guan Jie's eyes lit up suddenly, and he suggested, "Then let me play for you, and you write for me, okay?"

Lu Rongxing readily agreed: "Okay, are you ready to pay me the compensation?"

"No money," Guan Jie recalled the dark history of his past when his hands broke the strings of his zither, and quickly imitated the heroes in martial arts dramas and smiled, "Oh hahahaha, I only have one life."

Lu Rongxing never refused to come and said: "It doesn't matter, life is fine."

Guan Jie made a gesture to hit him, and happily pushed the cart past him: "Good idea! I won't give you my life."

However, 2 minutes later, Lu Rongxing, who was playing his unloved earthen pipa, heard a roar from his own house.

"Lu Rongxing, help!"

His voice didn't sound like he was joking. Lu Rongxing didn't even have time to properly place the piano. He got up and hugged him and ran to the door. As he ran, he saw Guan Jie shrunk his neck and clubbed his head behind the threshold of his house, clenched his left hand Fist straight ahead.

Intuition made Lu Rongxing focus first on Guan Jie's fist, and he took a closer look at the key point.

I saw a small, pointed tail of earthy brown constantly flapping out of the fist under Guan Jie. Every time the tail swept his hand, the muscles at the base of his palm would suddenly tighten, and then a puff of air would appear in the air. There was a chirping sound like being strangled by the throat.

No matter what Lu Rongxing thought, he should not be the one who was rescued, he freed his hand and flicked the struggling tail, and said in amazement: "The gecko crawls so fast, how did you catch it with your hands? "

The author has something to say: I saw someone asked, so let me tell you.

Lu Rongxing (xing, two voices): Rongxing Wanli means that he can travel far with respect.