After peeing his pants in the previous life, Bai Ke went on the street until it was dark, and only when his pants were half dried by the wind did he dare to go home.

In this life, of course, Bai Ke doesn't need to, he just wants to go home early.

Originally, he walked with his head down, maybe he could really find his way home, but he stopped to look and think about it, but he didn't know where to go.

"What?

Yang Zhuoma walked over and pouted.

Bai Ke remembered that Zhuoma's house seemed to be not far from his house.

"yes, I can't tell the difference between east and west, north and south. ”

Bai Ke remembered his magical hometown.

People in my hometown are not divided into east, west, north and south, and they all like to use up, down, left and right.

If you ask a person where they live, they will tell you "up" or "down".

Bai Ke followed Zhuoma towards the house.

As he walked, Dolma kept asking.

"So you can speak Mandarin? I still like to hear you speak southern dialect, it's weird and nice. Say a few words. ”

"Hats, mosquitoes. You have to get it!"

"And what about the shoes?"

"Kids. My child is gone, my child is gone. ”

Dolma giggled.

This is a stalk from a white passenger who passed by the magic capital on a boat a month ago.

When the Bai Ke family moved from the southwest to the northeast, they took a boat all the way.

Cross the entire Yangtze River first.

When they reached the sea, everyone ran to the deck to watch.

Bai Ke also came over and dropped a shoe into the river without paying attention.

It was a new shoe that his dad bought him.

He shouted in a hurry, "My child is gone!

There was an immediate commotion on the deck, and the adults rushed closer.

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It's actually only five or six minutes away from home.

There are two alleys behind the school.

Following Zhuoma, he came to a small courtyard, but Bai Ke felt very strange when he looked at this small courtyard, and there was no sense of déjà vu at all.

"Why did you come back with me?"

Dolma said as he pulled the key out of the crack in the brick of the coal trough.

"That's right, help me with my homework. ”

Only then did Bai Ke react: "Ah, yes, there is no one at home." ”

Dolma opened the door and the two walked in.

Two bedrooms and one kitchen.

At this time, the houses, regardless of the bungalow buildings, were all one pattern.

Enter a kitchen, then to the left and right are the bedrooms.

There are two families living in such a small house, and the dividing line between the two households is right in the middle of the kitchen.

Each of the two families has their own set of stoves.

The stoves are all large cauldron stoves connected to a small stove.

The cauldron stove is used for cooking and burning the kang.

The small stove is mainly used to burn earth heating in winter, and sometimes it also heats hot water to cook leftovers or something.

Dolma came to the door on the left-hand side and reached out and touched the door frame.

I took out the key and opened the door.

At that time, the family living in the bungalow had a dirt floor with potholes.

The point of attention will be the concrete floor.

If you are more particular, you will apply red paint to the cement floor.

Just like the floor tiles of later generations.

Dolma's house is like this, the concrete floor is smeared with red paint, and he has to take off his shoes and walk around barefoot when he enters the house.

Upon entering the room is a large standing cabinet with a mirror on it.

Bai Ke couldn't help but stand in front of the mirror and look at it.

With small arms, legs, and a small head, his 8-year-old self is more than 110 centimeters, and Zhuoma next to him is almost 130 centimeters.

And the guy is also a big circle than the white customer.

Of course, Dolma is a year older than Bai Ke, and she is a repeater.

A large cabinet, a high one, and a few Tang boxes, the room was already full.

The main place of activity is to run to the kang.

Sleep on the kang, eat on the kang, and study on the kang.

As soon as Bai Ke sat down on the edge of the kang, Zhuoma turned around and ran away and ran to the kitchen.

Bai Ke knew that she was looking for something to eat.

This chubby chick thinks about food all day long.

After a while, he came back with something black in his mouth and handed it to the white guest casually.

It's blood sausage, and although it's a little salty, it's also fresh.

And the white customer was really hungry, so he ate it in a few bites.

Like a big scale, Zhuoma jumped onto the kang with a bang, and then sat cross-legged in front of the kang table.

Bai Ke looked at the photo frame on the wall, Dolma really didn't look like her mother at all.

In his previous life, Bai Ke had met Dolma's mother three or four times.

Dolma's mother is very beautiful, not fat or thin, very fair, but her legs are a little lame.

Dolma should look like her dad.

Her father was round and rumbling, and everyone called him Uncle Fat.

Uncle Fat is the leader of the non-staple food group of the democratic store, so he can always get something delicious.

In this era of material poverty, the fat uncle lived more nourishingly than the county magistrate.

Children in the north are born cross-legged, but Bai Ke has not learned it now, so he can only sit at the kang table with his legs crossed.

Dolma pushed the homework book in front of Bai Ke.

The homework book is full of arithmetic problems, all of which are addition and subtraction.

If Zhuoma wants to do something, he must be pulling his fingers, chanting words in his mouth, and sniffing from time to time, and after working for a long time, most of them are wrong.

Bai Ke deliberately did the question slowly, but it was still done in five or six minutes.

"Could it be done wrong? ”

"No, 100 for sure. ”

Dolma was skeptical, but he still put away the arithmetic homework book and took out the language homework book.

The language is mainly pinyin, and the white guest at this time definitely does not have a Zhuoma pronunciation standard.

Dolma was doing his homework at the desk, and Bai Ke lay down with his face up.

It is estimated that there is still an ember fire in the large boiler stove, so the kang is also a little warm.

On this somewhat humid day, it was quite comfortable to lie on the kang.

In this era, the housing conditions of the Dolma family were moderate.

But parents and children have to sleep together.

Dolma's parents and Dolma's sister, the whole family of four slept on a big kang.

Thinking about it, Bai Ke suddenly had a thought: Were the parents at that time just husband and wife?

Maybe they're all in the dead of night, waiting for their children to fall asleep?

Perhaps many parents have no thoughts about that aspect after having children, under the huge pressure of life.

White customer: This is 100 steps and laughs 50 steps.

Because the condition of their family is worse than that of Dolma's family.

The Bai Hakka family, like Zhuoma's family, also lives in half a kitchen and a bedroom, commonly known as one and a half rooms.

But the Bai Hakka family is a family of six.

Bai Ke has to sleep on the big kang with his parents, two older brothers, and one elder sister.

Moreover, this room and a half are still borrowed.

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Just when he was a little confused, Bai Ke hurriedly got up and sat up.

Dolma hadn't finished yet, muttering and writing.

Dolma is not very good at learning, but he writes quite beautifully.

In the previous life, Bai Ke and Zhuoma only had a one-year intersection, and they have never seen each other since, and there is no longer any news from each other.

But Zhuoma's honesty and kindness are like a candle in the life of the white guest, always shining in a corner of his soul, so that the white guest did not completely slide into the abyss.

When Bai Ke looked down at Dolma's language homework, Dolma suddenly remembered that Bai Ke could speak Mandarin.

"Help me see, right? ”

Bai Ke looked at it and helped Zhuoma pick out a few misspelled words.

When Zhuoma packed up his homework book, Bai Ke also stretched his waist and prepared to go home.

But it occurred to him that he still couldn't remember where his home was.

Bai Ke touched the key on his neck: "The lock of my house always can't be opened." ”

"Stupid! You're a stupid little Nanban. ”

As she spoke, Dolma gritted her teeth and twisted Bai Ke's face, and then jumped off the kang in one fell swoop.

Bai Ke also jumped down, and the two walked out together.

Sure enough, there were only two trips to the room, and it took two turns to arrive.

Looking at the mottled door, and then at the coal trough, the white guest instantly regained that sense of déjà vu.

As soon as she opened the door, Dolma bounced away.

Bai Ke didn't plan to invite her into the house.

At this time, the Bai Hakka family was much more shabby than the Zhuoma family.

There was no cement on the ground, and there was no red paint.

There was nothing in the kitchen to chew on except for the dry, hard, stone-like bud rice cakes.

Of course, at the moment, it seems that the furniture of the Bai Hakka family is much more high-end than that of the Zhuoma family.

Large cabinets, high and low, desks, and chests of drawers are all available, all of which are handmade solid wood mortise and tenon structures.

Moreover, the paint used on the surface of the furniture has never been seen by northerners.

It is called lacquer, and it is a type of paint that is unique to several regions in the southwest.

More than 40 years later, these pieces of Bai Hakka's furniture have remained, and the paint has hardly been damaged, and it is still shiny.

The most amazing thing is that these extremely heavy furniture of the Bai Hakka family were all moved from their hometown.

Before moving, Bai Ke's father, Bai Ce, didn't know which brainless fool he heard, saying that there was a shortage of wood in the Northeast and he couldn't buy furniture.

Therefore, Bai Ce bought wood to make furniture, and then consigned it to the Northeast for a long distance.

Along the way, the freight contribution to the country is estimated to be old, and even the porters are full of money.

In fact, it's not just the furniture, but Dad Bai Ce has moved almost the entire family over.

What sewing machines, radios, rattan chairs, bathtubs for children......

Not even the bottles and cans.

The three mustard jars were also filled with rice.

To prevent mold, peppercorns are placed in the rice.

Every time he ate, Bai Ke complained about eating a mouthful of peppercorns.

But a month later, he began to miss this pepper-flavored rice.

Because in this small northern city, you can only eat fine grains during the New Year's holidays.

There is no rice, there is no white flour, and all the meals are bud rice noodles.

Bai Ke sat on the edge of the kang and looked blankly into the room.

Look at the furniture, look at the various pictures hanging on the walls.

The biggest and most eye-catching thing is the officer's photo of my father.

My father was so high-spirited at that time.

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was a sound of the door being slammed.

Then came the trademark sigh.

Bai Ke jumped off the edge of the kang and pushed the door out.

See my father again!

It's like going back to the real world from a fairy tale.

The father in the officer's photo and the father in reality are completely two people.

At this time, Bai Ce was in his forties, with gray hair and a wooden expression, as if he was in his sixties.

Bai Ke's nose was sour, and his voice was a little choked: "Dad, you're back!"

The weight of life had made Bai Ce rough, and he couldn't notice the slightest change in Bai Ke at all.

"Are you hungry?" Bai Ce took the basket from the wall, "I'll go grocery shopping." ”

Bai Ce pushed the door out with the basket, and Bai Ke looked at his father's back, and his heart turned upside down.

That night, Bai Ke obviously heard his father shouting, but he didn't bother to move.

As a result, the next day, I saw that my father never woke up again.

This day cannot be allowed in this life in any way.