The north wind is howling and the morning sun is rising.

Jiang Cong sat under the eaves of his house, sheltering from the wind and basking in the sun, occasionally opening his eyes to look at the continuous rape field in front of the house.

Beside him, another wooden stool sat idle, on which lay an unspread notebook with two lines written on the front:

Friday, March 9, 2007 was fine

After the Lantern Festival, the village seems to have become a dead land, which makes people ......

The peak of the pen stopped abruptly, and the words of the words seemed particularly weak, just like his state of mind at this time.

Early in the morning, he wandered around the village a few times, almost did not see half a figure, even with the experience of the first two days, and then think about the joyful atmosphere before the Lantern Festival, in contrast, the current life is full of boring, lonely people are very unaccustomed.

Time passed slowly, the morning light was getting warmer, bathed in the light, warm and drowsy.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he heard a running sound in a daze, opened his eyes and leaned forward curiously, poked his head out of the porch, and saw a middle-aged man, who was running towards this side, panting roughly.

Uncle Peng: Did he come to me......

Jiang Cong's eyes lit up, and he felt that something was about to happen.

Uncle Peng stopped, feeling relieved, and beckoned, "Quickly pack your things, I'm going to leave soon." ”

I'm really looking for myself!

Jiang Cong answered, got up and carried a chair into the house, rushed upstairs in twos and threes, carried a big box and rushed downstairs in a hurry.

"Are you leaving today?" Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were watching TV in the room, and when they heard the movement, they both walked out of the room, their voices sounded unfluctuating, but there was reluctance in their eyes when they looked at him.

It seems to be a common problem for many parents to be an eyesore at home, and to be reluctant to leave.

"Hmm. Then I'm leaving. Jiang Cong didn't notice the reluctance of his father and mother, and casually responded and rushed out with the box.

Uncle Peng was still waiting in place, and when he saw him running out of the house, he urged, "Hurry up." ”

Is the time so rushed? Jiang Cong was surprised in his heart, and then sped up a little faster to catch up.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother followed out of the house slowly, watching the young man go all the way away, until he was swallowed up by the corner and could no longer be seen, then he sighed faintly, walked back to the house with some loss, and slammed the door with a bang.

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"Peng Qiao, let's go!"

Jiang Cong stopped in front of a house, and after shouting inside, he began to snort and gasp!

From his house in the north of the village to the south of the village, even if there is not a mile of road, I am afraid that it is more than 500 meters? Although his box has pulleys, the road in the village is really difficult to walk, and the potholes are uneven, which is not suitable for dragging and running at all, so it can only be carried in the hand!

Fortunately, he didn't have much luggage, the box was not too heavy, and some sections of the road were relatively smooth, which also saved him a lot of effort, so he didn't get tired directly.

"Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet. There was a voice in the room, but no one showed up, apparently busy tidying up.

Hearing this, Jiang Cong seemed to be stupid, and for a few seconds he even forgot to breathe.

Looking down at his box, and then looking back at the way he came, feeling the soreness of his arms, he looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and couldn't help but want to burst into tears.

Especially when he stood outside for several minutes, and the room was not ready, this sadness was even stronger, and it could literally turn into a river!

"Have you done it yet?"

"Not yet, wait. ”

Uncle Peng, Uncle Peng, what do you say are you in a hurry? Why are you in such a hurry!

Uncle Peng, who turned to the west of the village halfway, suddenly sneezed several times in a row.

Alas! Sighing helplessly, Jiang Cong bent down slightly, lifted the box again, and a burst of soreness hit, as if the box had become sunk and fell down, almost falling directly.

Peng Qiao's home is built on a high platform, not two meters from the ground, a soil slope is three or five meters long, the slope is paved with broken bricks, broken tiles and gravel, the last trip is not easy, which is why he insists on waiting outside.

But now that the wait seems to be endless, it's better to find a place to sit!

You know, it's not just a pair of arms that are tired!

Climbing up the gentle slope and pushing open the hidden front yard gate, Jiang Cong sat directly on the chair and started another wave of rest and waiting.

I don't know how long it took, but the door of the main house in the backyard creaked open, and a teenager walked out of the house listlessly.

Jiang Cong looked over and couldn't help but complain: "Why is it so slow!"

What's more, you are so slow, but your father is urging me to be so anxious, what do you mean!

Alas, Peng Qiao sighed and said with a bitter face: "My back package is not ......."

His voice suddenly stopped, and he turned around directly and rushed into the main room again.

Jiang Cong sneered, dragged the suitcase to his side, and firmly protected it.

When Peng Qiao left the house again, he turned his hands behind his back, and walked slowly as if nothing had happened, and there was no trace of depression on his face.

Jiang Cong didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Peng Qiao came to the front yard and looked condescendingly, Jiang Cong leaned back in his chair and looked at it with a smile.

Time seemed to stand still, and the two fell into a strange confrontation.

In the end, Peng Qiao couldn't break down first, turned his hands backwards in front of him, held a pile of clothes, said with a shy smile, and said in a stick-like tone: "I guess your box is definitely not full, bring me these two clothes." ”

Jiang Cong glanced at the shoulder bag he was carrying cross-legged at his waist, and snorted coldly: "Who said I didn't fill it? You either put your clothes back or change the backpack into a box!

Peng Qiao was originally smiling and flattering, but at this time, his expression was solemn, and he swore solemnly: "I don't have a box, if I have a box, I will definitely use the box, isn't there no way!"

Jiang Cong looked up to the sky and snorted, stopped talking, and looked at Peng Qiao quietly.

There are no boxes yet, but we went to Shenzhen together last year!

"It's true, I put the box in Hebei and didn't bring it back at all. ”

"Editor, you continue to make up. ”

"I ......"

"What's wrong? I'm listening. ”

Peng Qiao was silent for a while, then suddenly bared his teeth and said with a ruthless face: "Put my clothes in your box, whether you want to or not, I advise you to think clearly before answering!"

Jiang Cong seemed to be frightened, his face turned pale, and he patted his chest and said, "Oh, I'm so scared......"

The ruthlessness on Peng Qiao's face dissipated, and he said triumphantly: "I'm afraid, then be honest." ”

"Look what you can bear, why should I load it for you? You don't have no suitcases yourself!"

"I don't want to put it in a box, it's ugly!"

"What are you afraid of, isn't this accompanied by me, so you have a companion anyway!"

"Anyway, you're already lugging your suitcase, so bring my clothes on. ”

"I also think it's ugly to drag such a stupid box now, so I want to find a companion, what do you think?"

"I don't want wow!"

"I don't want it either. ”

If you can't talk about it, then you can only use force!

Peng Qiao put the clothes he was holding on to the chair and began to pounce over the box.

Jiang Cong is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he has long prevented him from doing this, and the two started a dragon fight.

Just as they were arguing, a young man walked around the front yard from outside the side wall, looked at the two people who were scuffling, frowned and said, "What are you still doing? Be careful that you can't catch the car!"

The two people in the dispute suddenly paused, and each released his hands and feet, untying and entangling each other.

"Lend me your suitcase, and I'll pack the clothes. Peng Qiao couldn't help laughing, but he couldn't stop the smugness in his voice.

Can I refuse! Jiang Cong's heart was roaring and shouting, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and could only watch his position lose and be easily captured by the enemy.

"It would have been better to have done this sooner, we have to waste time, or we will leave early. Peng Qiao opened the zipper, got cheap and sold well.

Jiang Congqi's teeth itched, and he wanted to throw a few punches at his face, but because Peng Bo was on his side, he could only swallow his anger.

Peng Bo is Peng Qiao's lobby brother, estimated to be ten years older than the two of them, although they are from the same village, Jiang Cong has never crossed paths with him, and he has a sense of awe inexplicably.

"Huh, you've got all the tape recorders with you. After opening the box, Peng Qiao looked up and looked at Jiang Cong in surprise.

"yes, bring it over and listen to the song. Jiang Cong nodded, this is a very important piece of equipment.

"I still have a few cassettes at home, and I bring them with me. Peng Qiao's eyes lit up, he stood up and ran back to the house, and when he came out again, he was holding more than a dozen boxes of tapes in his hand.

"Show me first. Jiang Cong moved a chair next to him and motioned for Peng Qiao to put the tape up.

Next, the two began to look at each other's tape catalogs.

"Eh, Zhang Weijian can actually sing, I thought he could act. Jiang Cong picked up another cassette tape and was very surprised to see the singer on it.

"Yes, the song is good, this song, this song, this song......" Peng Qiao put down the tape in his hand, suddenly stepped forward, and proudly pointed at the tape.

Peng Bo looked at them speechlessly, seeing that it seemed to be endless, he had to urge again: "Hurry up." ”

"Oh. The two of them answered, smiled embarrassedly, and began to pour things into the box.

The box was very large, and Jiang Cong brought very few things, so he didn't need to be deliberately sorted out at all, and a few pieces of clothes were thrown directly inside, and the time was over in a few seconds......

"Let's go. When the box was erected, Peng Bo whispered, then turned indifferently and walked down the gentle slope first.

Peng Qiao followed, and Jiang Cong also hurriedly lifted the box, but he didn't know if it was because he hadn't recovered yet, or if it was really the case, he felt that the box was a lot heavier!

It shouldn't have eased up yet, after all, it's just a few extra clothes, no matter how heavy it is, how heavy can it be?

With this in mind, he lifted the lever and began to drag it on the ground.

Although the roads in the village are very unbearable, when you are not in a hurry, you don't have to worry about the boxes being torn up, and you can easily bypass those ditches!

The suitcase is still comfortable to drag, as light as nothing!