The squad leader He Liang was born in a military family, a big man of 1.9 meters, with well-known eight-pack abs, full of military temperament. At the same time, he is also a strong scholar, four years ago, with a perverted score of 702 (750 in the national paper), he successfully entered the Chinese language major of Kyoto University, and his grades are far ahead.

He moved to the 303 dormitory, and Xiao Boran had a nameless fire in his belly: He Liang, a cold stick, likes to meddle in things, not as fun as Wu Chong at all, and he is angry, and Li Xiaohong arranged it, even if Xiao Boran has a big head, he can't turn it over.

The most guilty is Wu Chong, who got up early in the morning, He Liang was like a ghost, floating on the left hand side and the right hand side at the same time......

"Squad leader, you...... Don't follow me all the time!"

"What?" He Liang stared at Wu Chong's small eyes, and the short stubble on his chin set off a sense of "spy". If you want to fight, Wu Chong can't beat He Liang, so you have to be reasonable, just admit defeat. "Famous mouths" are all innate, even if Wu Chong changes his tongue, but eloquence requires a long time of training, and after a few years of tongue warfare, he can't be a communicator.

When he went to the toilet, He Liang went outside the toilet, and when he went to the cafeteria, He Liang ended up in the canteen and became Wu Chong's "personal bodyguard".

Wu Chong tried his best to move mountains and organize a thin language in an attempt to persuade He Liang.

He Liang said solemnly: "You go to heaven, I go to heaven with you, you go to the earth, I go down with you." The graduation certificate will come down in the next few days, and I am responsible for you. ”

Wu Chong said: "I am an adult and can take responsibility for my own actions. ”

"Who is responsible for class honors?" He Liang asked rhetorically.

Wu Chong shook his head and sighed: "Life is precious, love is more valuable; ”

He Liang frowned his handsome eyebrows: "Don't talk nonsense, wait for the graduation certificate to come down, and then talk about it." ”

Alas, the mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, the Rui brain eliminates the gold beast, Liu Lao meets after dusk, how to go to drink?

Seeing that it is approaching 8 o'clock, Liu Laohan's family will not be separated from the New Year's appointment, how to go to the banquet?

This time, Wu Chongxue was smart, he didn't run away, and told He Liang bluntly that he was going to his uncle's house for dinner in the evening, and invited He Liang to go with him. This straightforwardness and honesty, He Liang was embarrassed and let Wu Chong go, and was worried that he would have problems on the eve of graduation and find trouble. In fact, spying on him is completely good for him.

He Liang took Wu Chong and "escorted" him to the door of Liu Laohan's house, saying: "You go in, I will wait for you at the door, and tell you bluntly, I only have one hour of patience, and if you don't come out for an hour, I will call the head teacher over! We are responsible for you, and it is not cost-effective to punish you one by one before graduation." ”

Wu Chong smiled and nodded, and said, "Okay, I know." ”

Outside the back door of the school is a small street, along the street is full of snack bars and grocery stores, He Liang stood on the edge of the road, took out his mobile phone just 8 o'clock, he set an alarm clock for 9 o'clock, and then found a Russian pocket book and memorized it.

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[There are big wonders around, please try to communicate and win double the communication index] The prompt sound of the system sounded in Wu Chong's mind, and it was not until Liu Laohan opened the door that this prompt tone disappeared.

The moment the prompt disappeared, Wu Chong thought for a moment: He, where is the strangeness?

"Caifeng, I'm a college student at home. Liu Laohan shouted excitedly, took Wu Chong's hand, and led him into the house.

Because Wu Chong was coming, Liu Laohan took a cold shower beforehand, replaced it with a clean old T-shirt, and simply cleaned up the house, although the floor was cement, it was clean, transparent and translucent. Wu Chong looked at the rickety old man and felt very kind, and the inferiority complex and autism on his body dissipated in an instant, and even sprouted an impulse to communicate and a desire to express.

Liu Laohan's wife Caifeng slept on the long sofa in the house, covered with a layer of gray blankets, and the old woman's eyes stared at the light bulb on the roof, without blinking.

"Hello Grandma!" Wu rushed into the house and greeted the old woman politely.

Caifeng didn't seem to hear it, and her eyes were all on the light bulb.

Liu Laohan shook his hand and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's been fifty years since I became a vegetative person, let's leave her alone, let's prepare for dinner." ”

Liu Laohan asked Wu Chong to sit on the small wooden stool on the table, and he was busy with his hands and feet, and after a while, several pots of fragrant boiled corn appeared on the table like magic, and there were no other stir-fried vegetables, let alone rice.

"Wow, so many buns!"

Liu Laohan said in a somewhat self-deprecating tone: "This is called the Manchu and Han full banquets, and the corn is in a meeting, you have to taste it." ”

"Haha, okay, my family also grows Baogu, I grew up in Baogu since I was a child, and I have a deep relationship with Baogu. Wu Chong happily picked up a bag of corn, yo, it's quite hot!

If the corn is left out for too long, the sugar in it will be converted into starch and the taste will deteriorate. Wu Chong took a few bites, the taste was the same as chewing wax, it was tasteless, but his mouth praised vigorously: "It's delicious, fragrant! Uncle Liu, your cooking skills are really high!"

"Xiao Wu, I'll tell you the truth, my wife and I have eaten baogu for 50 years, and we have never eaten rice, noodles, or steamed buns. I'm not interested in rice, noodles, or steamed buns. ”

Oh, and this weird quirk?

The two nibbled on the bun and chatted.

The adult past, like a babbling stream in the mountains, flows naturally, gently, and serenely—

Liu Laohan's name: Liu Zikun, a native of HN, has studied in high school.

When he was in high school, Liu Zikun got along with a girl named Feng. Feng was born in a family of intellectuals with superior conditions, but he really loves Liu Zikun, who was born in a poor mountainous area and a peasant family.

Every year during the summer vacation of high school, it is the season of the harvest of baogu, and it is also the longest day for rural students who study in the city.

In the summer vacation of that year, on the morning of Liu Zikun's rush home from school, Feng found him with a brown paper notebook and said with attachment: "This summer vacation will be 90 days, and I hope you can record every day you spend when you go home in this notebook." ”

Liu Zikun also loves Feng deeply, and every day, no matter how tired the farm work at home is, he insists on recording his experiences and feelings in a brown paper notebook.

On the first day of school during the summer vacation, Feng and Liu Zikun met under a crooked-necked willow tree by a small river outside the city. Liu Zikun handed over the diary full of 90 days of life to Feng.

Feng couldn't wait to turn around and look at the diary to learn about every day his sweetheart had walked.

When she read in Liu Zikun's diary: "Today is the 52nd day that my brothers and sisters and I have fought in the baogu field, my hands are full of blood blisters, and every time I break a bag of baogu, there is a sting pain that pierces my heart. I'm very happy because we have finally shipped all the bread from the field home, and this year's bread has been a bumper harvest, but I am very frustrated, can so many breads be exchanged for money? I thought of a good solution: the whole family eats the bread grains, and then sells the vegetables......

Feng shed tears, tears for Liu Zikun's blood-soaked scholar's hands, tears for the baogu produced in the poor mountainous areas, and tears for every child who grew up eating baogu. Later, Liu Zikun married Feng, which is the only girl Liu Zikun has ever seen who does not grow Baogu, but sheds tears for Baogu.

It's a pity that the times didn't last long, and before he had time to have a child after marriage, Feng almost died in a car accident.

This catastrophe completely changed the situation of the two families.

Caifeng, an adult vegetative person, can't remember Liu Zikun, the only thing she remembers is the taste of the grain sticks, she only recognizes the grain sticks for three meals a day, feeds her other things, and spits them all out.

Because of this, Liu Laohan and Caifeng have never tasted other food.

Fifty years of finger swing, half a century of vicissitudes.

Liu Laohan has become a sloppy old man scavenging, and Caifeng has become an old woman with wrinkled faces, silver hair and white eyebrows.