Wen Xiang said: "I mean the portrait of Guan Yu posted on the door of your house, isn't it a green hat?"

He recounted the scene of playing the game that day, and the two middle-aged men said: "You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, do you know what you said, which caused our husband and wife to discord and quarrel every day." Wen Xiang, your son. ”

Wen Xiang's mother knew that the two families were not harmonious, she said: "Before this incident, weren't you also husband and wife who were not in harmony and quarreled every day." How can you blame others. ”

"If you don't repeat your high school entrance exams and learn how to play games every day, you will end up on the streets like him in the future. Wen Xiang's mother reiterated.

The middle-aged man's face turned red, and he said, "Hurry up and let your son go back to school, it's good to repeat his studies for a few more years, at least learn how to learn how to read and be courteous." ”

Wen Xiang was stunned for a moment, thinking, what does this have to do with me, is it because I haven't been admitted to high school, I can just let others bully, let others defile me, and blame them for it?

Wen Xiang said: "The matter is clear, then you two go slowly." ”

The two middle-aged men walked back along the slope in front of the playground, and one of the shorter men slipped under his feet, and hurriedly reached out to drag the person next to him, and the person was caught off guard and was pulled down, and the two slipped along the slope and hit their heads together.

"Hahaha", Wen Xiang couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the embarrassing scene of the two of them.

The shorter man stood up with half of his aching buttocks, and the other man seemed to flash his waist and lay on the ground screaming, "Ouch, my waist." ”

The short man said to Wen Xiang's mother: "There is a mechanism on the road in front of your house, and people will fall at every turn." ”

It took them half a day to get up and walk back along the road under the playground, and after a few minutes they slowly disappeared into the shade of the trees on the other side of the bridge.

Wen Xiang's mother saw that he was still laughing, and criticized: "It's rude, don't laugh." ”

Wen Xiang couldn't hold back anything, and continued to laugh.

Wen Xiang turned around and went back to the house, and then lay back on the wooden bench. Three meters away, on the long table opposite, there was a row of bookshelves, which was where he used to read.

There are several family photos on the shelves, two of which are of him with another boy. The two stood under the willow tree, with their backs to the lake of the Fengling River, grinning at the camera.

At that time, Wen Xiang was only about six years old, and the boy in the photo was half a cut taller than him, and he looked like he was already fifteen or sixteen years old.

Who is he?

Wen Xiang pulled out the photo and turned to ask Wen Xiang's mother. Wen Xiang's mother looked at the photo carefully and said, "He is your aunt's cousin, and he is twenty-six years old this year." We haven't seen him in almost a decade. ”

Wen Xiang asked: "How can this be, passed away?"

Wen Xiang's mother said: "His name is Xia Ning, just like you, he didn't go to school after graduating from junior high school at the age of sixteen, and he was fooling around, and then he played games online all night, got acquainted with some social people, got into fights with people, and was arrested and locked up for a few days." After he was released, his relatives counted him down a few words, and he ran away from home in a fit of anger and never came back. ”

Wen Xiang said: "When was this photo taken?"

Wen Xiang's mother said: "If I remember correctly, it should be when he just graduated from junior high school." Later, I heard that he was living on the streets in Shenzhen, and was recognized by his classmates, and his family went to look for him, but he fled and disappeared. ”

"If you don't repeat your high school entrance exams and learn how to play games every day, you will end up on the streets like him in the future. Wen Xiang's mother reiterated.