God of danger

After digging the sweet potatoes, the two went back on the road and went to the river to dig out some yellow mud, which was used to wrap the sweet potatoes so that they would not turn into carbon when the fire burned.

Unexpectedly, the two met a beggar by the river. The beggar plunged his head into the water to wash his hair, making his whole body drenched.

Lu Rongxing expressed his inexplicable feeling and thought the scene was very interesting, so he raised his camera and took a picture of the beggar.

Coincidentally, the beggar probably sensed the gaze, and turned his head to look at it just before the shutter was pressed, so Lu Rongxing saw a dusty, frightened face through the lens.

Some people don't want to be photographed, Lu Rongxing didn't expect him to turn his head suddenly, he was a little embarrassed, but the beggar maintained his usual sluggishness, and turned back to wash his hair in a daze.

Guan Jie didn't notice the collision, and just fished for mud from the bottom of the water.

At this time, someone was working in the peanut field on the other side of the river. Seeing Guan Jie playing in the water by the river, he shouted at him loudly: "Whose family's child is that? Don't play in the river by the river. They will drown this year." There are quite a few, go play elsewhere."

Guan Jie shouted "Okay", hurriedly took out two lumps in his hands, pocketed them into a young lotus leaf, and rushed to the shore.

Lu Rongxing didn't want to stay for a long time either, the two rode on the bike and left, because Guan Jie didn't want to meet Wu Yimin, so he chose a fire with no one around, and buried the corn and sweet potatoes with the sticks he picked up into the ashes where there was no open flame inside.

While waiting to be cooked, Lu Rongxing sat on the path wearing a mask looking for the camera, while Guan Jie rummaged in the grass, and found a bunch of wild balsam pears the size of coins that looked like miniature watermelons but were locally called little bitter melons. fruit.

This stuff is sour even when it's overripe, but Guan Jie's father likes to drink with it, he's free and doesn't mind doing something for his father.

The corn can be cooked in ten minutes, and Lu Rongxing doesn't like to eat it, so Guan Jie will eat it first as a respect.

It's just that he has a broken mouth now, and he can only use the lower teeth to exert force without pain, so he eats like a mentally retarded.

Lu Rongxing took two ugly photos of him, Guan Jie didn't care, he ate so much germ grains on his cheeks, and personally attacked Lu Rongxing that he was an old lady with a narrow mouth who only liked soft things like cooked sweet potatoes.

It was already dark when the sweet potatoes were ripe, and Lu Rongxing couldn't eat them right away because they were too hot, so the two returned home with food.

After the bicycle turned into the gate of the compound, Lu Rongxing heard a sudden slap from behind him.

Guan Jie patted his forehead and suddenly realized: "Hey God, I forgot that my grandma is here, and I didn't prepare her corn."

After tossing and tossing for a long time, the remaining two corns and the three sweet potatoes were given to himself, Lu Rongxing was not very protective of food, and immediately said: "Then give your grandma some sweet potatoes, soft things are more suitable for old ladies with pouty mouths. "

Guan Jie felt that this person was really holding a grudge, so he said with a smile: "That can't be done, I'll give it to you, this is a return gift for borrowing your car today, I dug it too early, if it's not sweet, you can mix it with sugar. My grandma just eats meat, she loves meat."

As he said that, he jumped down from the back seat and followed Lu Rongxing's car for two steps. After the other party stopped, he took the corn from the basket, turned around and began to say goodbye.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared at the door of Lu Rongxing's house, petite and thin, with a long skirt and high ponytail, it was Lu Rongxing's mother who looked very young.

"Where are you two going crazy? Why are you so nonsense?" Wang Yang not only can play but also sing, his voice is bright and melodious, and he loves to laugh when he speaks, which greatly reduces the sense of disgust.

Guan Jie wasn't afraid of her at all, and ran home and said, "We went to set fire to the field."

"Hey," Wang Yang said with a contemptuous smile, "With your sesame gall, who are you kidding?"

"It's nothing to do with cowardice," Guan Jie argued, "You don't believe it because we are upright."

Wang Yang said that you were about to turn into a ball, and he was upright with a hammer, and then he took his son into the house.

Guan Jie next door soon entered his kitchen. His parents and grandma had already eaten half of the meal, and the dining atmosphere was not very good.

His father, Guan Kuan, was a thin, unspoken man of medium height with slightly buckled front teeth. On the street, he was famous for his good temper, the kind who couldn't beat a fart with eight sticks.

His mother, Li Aili, was much hotter, with curly hair that had been permed not long ago and didn't even let go of her bangs. She was originally darker than Lu Rongxing's mother, but now that her face was still dark, she looked even darker. As if it was dark, he was picking up vegetables for his grandma.

Grandma pursed her mouth, eating so much that she didn't realize that someone had entered the kitchen.

Seeing that his mother was in a bad mood, Guan Jie secretly pressed his upper lip that was still swollen, trying to muddle through the conflict after school.

However, after raising him for more than ten years, Li Aili, who has already cultivated his sharp eyes, didn't notice it when he called him to come over for dinner for the first time. his head.

Li Aili turned Guan Jie's face towards her, then leaned closer to lift his mouth to look at it, and then said, "Why is your mouth swollen?"

Guan Jie licked his lower lip, and pretended to be nonchalant, restarting the rhetoric of the headmaster, but what he didn't know was that when he was lying, he usually spoke faster than usual.

Li Aili knew that he was dishonest as soon as he heard it, and glared at him with the majesty drawn from the wooden wattle, Guan Jie finally explained everything.

This day, Li Aili was physically and mentally exhausted after the old man finished his small job, so he knocked his head with chopsticks: "Why do you have so many things to do? You broke someone else's bench, I Where can I find you a similar one and give it back to your classmate?"

At home, there are only plastic chairs that can be stacked together for guests, or bright green with hope, or chairs with bamboo backrests, which are not suitable for taking to school.

Guan Jie buried his face in the bowl to pick up the rice, muttering in his heart that he didn't want to either.

But I love to find him for things, and speaking of it, it should be his mother's fault, he was not born well.

Seeing his virtue, Li Aili had nothing to do but sigh.

Guan Jie couldn't hear her sigh, as if she was disappointed in him, but he really didn't mean it, and he was pushed off the single pole, and his mother didn't even ask, it was a bit like picking someone up on the side of the road. Here it comes.

This is a joke at home, parents always say it when they are joking, but when he is sad, he will verify it himself.

Guan Jie flashed a few sad tears at the rice, but quickly held back them. Although he was half a year old, he already had the burden of face.

And it's not that Li Aili doesn't feel sorry for him, it's just that she has too many worries and forgets to care for her son.

Besides, in a small place like theirs, a mother like Wang Yang who cares about whether her son is happy or willing is a rare species. Other families simply don't have the time and technology to manage these things.

When they have free time, adults are more willing to take a vacation for themselves, fighting against landlords and playing mahjong. As for those noisy children who don’t stop for a moment, they simply give them some pocket money and send them to play by themselves obediently.

They want their children to be well-behaved all the time, otherwise they will be annoying.

Different from the delicate mind of a woman who manages the affairs of the family, as a father, Guan Kuan doesn't think these small troubles are a problem at all, and the bench is broken, no matter how much he murmurs about it, it is still broken, so he feels that Li Aili is angry. Very unnecessary.

Seeing that his son's face was about to grow into the bowl, Guan Kuan quickly jumped out to act as a peacemaker and said, "Forget it, he knows he made a mistake, let him bring the bad one back tomorrow and fix it. Remember?"

Guan Jie hurriedly acted cutely, secretly took out the little bitter gourd in his trouser pocket, and offered it to his father from under the table.

But the next day, when Guan Jie came to the classroom with an eye-catching plastic chair, he found that his female classmate with a ponytail and hair tied was already sitting on the seat.

Zheng Chengyu snorted at him contemptuously, then tapped his fingers on the table provocatively and said, "If you can break the leg of my stool, I will count you as ruthless!"

Guan Jie looked down in bewilderment, and found that under her buttocks was a red-painted iron stool. Not only were the four legs integrated with the board, but there were also cross braces between the legs.

Although he doesn't quite understand why the end result of accidentally kicking a classmate's stool is not to pay for a new one, but to kick the iron board again, but this weird and free reconciliation still makes him happy.

He thought to himself, no matter how powerful Zheng Chengyu's butt is now, the legs of the chair shouldn't break...Of course, he will control his shadowless feet from now on.

"No, no, I'm not ruthless at all," Guan Jie lost the battle aggressively, freeing up a hand and showing a thumb, "Your stool is the best."

Ban Hua seems to be not at all happy about winning.

Contrary to Guan Jie's battlefield, Lu Rongxing spent a quiet and lonely morning reading class.

There was no one on his left side, because the king of laziness was by no means in vain, and Zhang Yiye was late again this semester.

Lu Rongxing couldn't read against the air, so he could only open the textbook and find a random one, and joined Lang Lang's reading team.

What he selected was an optional text, which was an extra-curricular extension that utilitarian students like them would never read. But halfway through the reading, Lu Rongxing found that the text was quite interesting.

So he picked up a pen and copied the sentence in his notebook.

[A smart person knows when to listen and when not to listen, because he has learned to choose and think during the growth process of "listening".He listened to the voice in his heart, which was not only "nice to hear", but also "beneficial". ][1]

Lu Rongxing came here before he finished writing the question, he was thinking what kind of person can meet this smart standard?And those who are not smart, don't they "hear" all their lives?

But the text did not guide such people, and he did not intend to ask the teacher.

The teachers in Linan Town Primary School had a set of standards for questions and answers. Lu Rongxing asked a few questions that were beyond the scope before, but they were all said to be dead ends, so he gradually stopped asking.

Instead, he writes down the question at the end of the sentence, then closes the book, and when he has a chance to open it again, he will think about it, and if he has no chance to forget it, he will forget it.

The enthusiasm for morning reading usually does not last long. As soon as Mr. Huang, the class teacher, leaves, the noise in the classroom plummets, and finally gradually expands into a large area of ​​whispering.

Some are muttering that the wild water chestnut in the river at the school gate is not very sweet, some are borrowing math homework, and some are even more idle, skipping the entrance to school and starting to make a task list for the summer vacation.

Lu Rongxing didn't like to talk small things in the first place, and this morning without Zhang Yiye, he stood up with a textbook in one hand as a disguise and dozed off against the wall.

Last night there was a mosquito in his mosquito net, which buzzed for half the night, and he couldn't find it even when he turned on the lights. When he turned off the lights, it sounded the alarm, making him barely sleep.

However, the classroom was too noisy, and Lu Rongxing didn't fall asleep. Instead, he could hear the words "student", "so ruthless", and "killer" from the hot discussion between Li Yiting in the back seat and her tablemate Wang Kou.

Recently, it's popular on campus to read detective novels in batches. He thought the two were discussing the novel, so he didn't listen carefully. He yawned a little sleepily and continued to hypnotize.

At 28:[-] Beijing time, twelve minutes before the bell rang, Zhang Yiye finally, under the powerful call of breakfast, crossed the podium with a cat on his waist, and rushed to his seat panting.

He took off his schoolbag and stuffed it into the table, then lay down on the table, poked with his elbow to see that Lu Rongxing was pretending to be studying, and breathlessly asked: "Wake up, the head teacher didn't come in the morning, did he?"

Lu Rongxing contemplated for half a class, and only let out a yawn. He covered his mouth with a book, and after typing, he said, "I didn't come twenty times."

Just coming once is enough to give Zhang Yiye a headache, he said in a dying struggle, "Didn't he notice that I didn't come?"

Lu Rongxing compared Zhang Yiye's sitting height with his hand and said, "As such a tall and mighty handsome boy, do you think it's possible?"

That unrealistic image description was sealed by Zhang Yiye himself, and he felt that he deserved it every time he said it, but from Lu Rongxing's mouth, no matter how he heard it, there was a taste of gloating.

Zhang Yiye laughed and said "grass", and the dead pig rushed to the table in the back seat without fear of boiling water, and bent his back to take out his schoolbag in the cavity of the table: "If you find it, you will find it, anyway, Lao Huang will be broken." Throat, my dad won't come either."

His father is a criminal police officer of the city branch, busy like an invisible person, his mother is working outside, and he and a deaf grandfather are left at home. The teacher is quite worried about Zhang Yiye's future, and has been suffering from having no one to communicate with.

Seeing him take out a bag of animal biscuits from his bag, Lu Rongxing tore off the plastic and moved it to his side. Lu Rongxing shook his head and persuaded him, "Why don't you bother me by calling my parents all the time? Get up earlier. There's nothing left."

The price of being tall is being hungry all day long. Zhang Yiye stuffed a handful of biscuits on the table into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Hey, I can't get up." Not coming!"

There are four alarm clocks on his bedside, plus the birthday gift from Lu Rongxing this year, and he still snores like thunder when all four ring together. Zhang Yiye thinks it's God's will, so he doesn't force him to be a green leaf. I worked hard myself.

Lu Rongxing immediately shut up when he saw that he was willing to be muddy, because he himself was not very motivated.

He has the face of a top student, but he is really bad at math. He buys tutorial books diligently but does little. The information is new one by one.

Lu Rongxing felt that it was a pity to lose it, and would often ask Guan Jie to come and choose.

With a grateful heart, Guan Jie begged him to hide all these books, lest Li Aili accidentally saw them when he came over to play mahjong, and took them all home, so he would write to death.

The author has something to say: [1] --From "You Will Hear It" by Gui Wenya

Xin Dacheng called Hua is a dialect of my hometown. It basically means that this person can do anything. He has no vigilance, no long memory, and he may not know it when he goes out and becomes a beggar. Not smart. (I'm sorry Jiezi)