Chapter 1797: The Destination of the Heart
"Damn, old fellow, this male god is delicate and expensive, is he here to work as a coolie for you?"
Between the green mountains and green waters, Zhao Yongqi, who was carrying a hoe and wearing a straw hat, looked at a large piece of land in front of him that had not yet been ploughed, and angrily scolded Wu Xu, who was sitting on a big stone at the edge of the field and drinking a little wine.
Facing Zhao Yongqi, who came back suddenly late last night, Wu Xu just patted him on the shoulder with a smile, didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, and let him sleep comfortably, dragged him up early in the morning, threw him a hoe and brought him here.
Bang, a small stone fell at Zhao Yongqi's feet, and Wu Xu over there said lazily: "This is too old, I can't do it myself." Hey, poor old man, who has no children or daughters, so he has to plough such a large field by himself, what can I do? Maybe when the ploughing is over, half of this old life will be gone. ”
"I'm gone, you'll be alive and well when I'm dead!" Zhao Yongqi, who was scolding and scolding on his mouth, was not idle in his hands, turned up his trouser legs, and cursed the old guy to die drunk here, while walking down the field and waving the hoe in his hand.
Holding the small wine gourd in his hand with a smile, Wu Xu looked at the man who was scolding and scolding, but was desperately wielding a hoe, and the gentleness and pampering in his eyes were a little more indulgent.
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From the rising sun, to hanging high above his head, holding the towel hanging around his neck, and after drying the sweat on Jun's face again, Zhao Yongqi reached out and pounded his somewhat stiff waist, looked at the work that had been half completed in front of him, the corners of his mouth pulled up slightly, and praised himself: "Hmph, a male god is a male god, this kind of thing that has not been done for so many years, it is still a good one." Applause......!
As soon as the voice of "Wang Po sells melons" with its own sound effects fell, Wu Xu's slightly old call over there rang out: "Stinky boy, come here, drinking saliva is dry." ”
"I'll go, it's almost the same as calling me to eat!" Zhao Yongqi, who carried the hoe on his shoulders at will, one foot deep and one foot shallow, slowly walked to the edge of the field, dropped the hoe casually, sat on the side of Wu Xu, grabbed the clay pot and poured it into his mouth, "Ha~~ Comfortable, I'm alive again!"
"How about it, it's still sweet from the spring at home?" Wu Xu smiled and looked at the "son" lying on the stone with a large character, and his wrinkled old face was full of pampering.
Without hesitation, he gave a thumbs up, Zhao Yongqi squinted his eyes and said: "First-class awesome, it's simply invincible in the universe!"
"Come back then. Wu Xu suddenly said softly: "The children who travel far away are tired, there will always be a place to accommodate them." ”
"......" Zhao Yongqi's smile instantly stiffened on his face, looking at the blue sky that could not be seen in the city, he was stupid for a long time, and then he grabbed his messy hair, shook his head and said: "No, there are still many things that can't be put down." ”
Wu Xu, who took a sip of wine, sat cross-legged on the stones, looked at the field in the distance, and said softly: "When it's spring, put down the seeds." Then, water and fertilize it every day, and hope that it will grow every day. Maybe there will be wind, and at that time I will worry about whether it will break. Maybe there will be rain, and then I wonder if I will be drowned. Day after day, with a little caution and a little worry, but when the fruit finally bears fruit, when the granary of one's house is full, who is very happy and satisfied. Even if no one knows, no one sees the hardships, right?"
......Zhao Yongqi, who was silent for a moment, fell his gaze on the old man beside him, and said with a suffocated mouth: "Old man, when did you become a philosopher and start to use these words in the clouds?"
"Hahaha......" Wu Xu laughed loudly, and only turned his head for a long time before he winked at his son who was lying on the stone, "So, my philosopher, do you understand what you stinky boy said?"
"No, no!" Zhao Yongqi shook his head without hesitation, and said disdainfully: "If you don't understand bullshit, you don't understand half a word." ”
Wu Xu, whose face was stiff, glared at the beads of his eyes and scolded viciously: "Stinky boy, you have itchy skin again!"
Zhao Yongqi, who sat up from the stone with a bang, and waved his fist, also shouted unto be outdone: "Old fellow, don't think you can still bully me! Those years of being tossed by you all day long are long gone!"
Wu Xu's eyes narrowed, his big hand stretched out, and suddenly grabbed Zhao Yongqi's fist, just as the latter was cautiously guarding, he smiled and nodded the ring on his middle finger: "Yo, which little girl is this that has been harmed by you?"
The star's eyes fell on the ring, Zhao Yongqi's gaze softened instantly, nodded and said, "Well, very good girl." ”
Wu Xu's eyes flashed, he moved his butt a few times, let himself sit cross-legged in front of Zhao Yongqi, took a sip of wine with a smile, and said happily: "Tell me, what kind of girl?"
"Hehe, you've seen it too, I came back with a little bun that year. Zhao Yongqi, who also sat up cross-legged, blinked his starry eyes and said with tenderness: "That girl is stupid, obviously she likes me very much, and then, I wanted to tell her to be my wife several times, but she was stunned and interrupted." Then, I was thinking about it by myself, which made me so depressed!"
"Haha......"
"Also, you don't know, she'......"
Like a father and son, and like a year-old friend, an old man and a young man sat cross-legged on the stones, and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time. Between the green mountains and green waters, there is no prosperity and impetuousness in the city, but there is more peace and tranquility.
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When the sun was gradually setting in the west, Zhao Yongqi, who was carrying a hoe and a clay pot, put one hand on Wu Xu's shoulder, patted it a few times from time to time, and didn't know what to say to make the old man laugh. Two figures, one tall and one short, slowly followed the field path, bathed in the sunset in the direction of the orphanage.
"Brother Qi!"
Suddenly, a delicate call came from a distance, and then when Zhao Yongqi's starry eyes were raised, he saw that the owner of the small body was struggling to move his two calves and rushing towards him as fast as he could.
"Hey, little bun, why are you here?" Zhao Yongqi, who looked stunned, naturally stuffed the hoe and clay pot in his hand into Wu Xu's hand, and subconsciously ran to meet it.
But just as he got closer, the small delicate body fell into his arms like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, and the choked voice sounded in an instant: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Qi, I'm sorry, I didn't want you to be sad." ”
Zhao Yongqi, who looked stunned, looked at the little face that buried the pretty face into his chest, a pair of jade arms hugged his tiger waist with all his might, and the little woman who shrugged her shoulders and was pearled in an instant, couldn't help but the lines on Jun's face became softer and softer, raised her hand and rubbed the little mantis head, and said gently: "Silly girl, what do you think, how can I care about these things with you." ”