Han Shaoning sat on the kang for a while, then got up and stood up, saying go out for a walk and breathe fresh air. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Ruifeng nodded helplessly, he thought in his heart, it was going to rain, his mother was going to get married, he couldn't keep what he wanted to go, and he had to face it sooner or later.

Han Shaoning walked alone on the front street.

The ruts of the car are clearly visible, leading from the entrance of the avenue to the front of Su Youwei's house; the red firecracker crumbs at the door are scattered on the thick white snow, which is particularly conspicuous; the silver iron door has a big black lock, he can see it clearly, and he suddenly feels that his heart has been hollowed out.

After a long time, Han Shaoning, who was lost in his soul, turned around, his dim eyes finally left the big lock, and he felt that his brain was blank, and he didn't know where he was going, so he could only let his legs move.

I don't know why, he went straight to the small river in the south of the village and the north of the mountain.

Once upon a time, they held hands, shoulder to shoulder, playing by the river, and the small river flowed westward with laughter and laughter, witnessing growth.

The river is frozen, snow falls on the ice, and it is cold after the snow.

The north wind blew, and the snowflakes nestled in the poplar treetops on the riverbank fell one after another, and Han Shaoning was shaken all over his body, and the lingering of the past was swept away.

He slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly noticed a row of deep footprints in the snow on the river's ice.

He walked over to the footprints, crouched down, and stared at him for a long time.

The footprints are not big or small, not men, not children, most of them are women, the footprints cross the ice and snow on the river from north to south, and go up along the pine mountain path.

He stood up and strode forward along the footprints, but after only two steps, he stopped. For three minutes, he stood motionless, and finally, he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath of cold air, and slowly followed the footprints.

At the end of the footprints was under a tall, thick pine tree halfway up the mountain.

"She's been here!" Han Shaoning saw that the footprints under the tree were very messy, and he was suddenly excited.

For this pine tree, Han Shaoning is very familiar with it, the peeled trunk depicts their love affair, witnesses their relationship, for many years, whether it is a midnight sleep or a reverie in leisure time, he has been haunted by dreams.

Trees go in people.

Holding the hand of ice and growing old with ice was his greatest long-cherished wish, but now it seems that it has become a mirror and a castle in the sky.

He turned to the south side of the tree, and wanted to see the painting of the two holding hands again, and to reminisce about the sweetness of the past one last time.

When his gaze fell on the trunk of the tree, his heart shook and his eyes straightened.

The pretty little girl is gone! Only a lonely little boy with his right hand outstretched! The word "ice" is also gone! In its place, the word "I'm sorry!"

Han Shaoning was stunned on the spot, muttering the words "I'm sorry" back and forth.

I don't know how long it took, Han Shaoning ran to the top like crazy, regardless of the snow under his feet.

Crazy doesn't take the right path.

Under the snow was the dead grass and rocks, and because the soles of his feet were slippery, he kept falling and getting up, and finally climbed to the top after about a quarter of an hour's effort.

At this moment, his palms, except for the snow, are blood!

He stood on the top of the mountain and shouted in the direction of the county seat: "I'm sorry! Su Ruobing, you are ruthless enough! If you say I'm sorry, is it over!"

Over and over again, Han Shaoning's voice was split! There was no echo except for the sound of the wind.

At last he sat down on the snow, his head hunched and his head swaying, and he began to cry.

It's not that men don't cry, it's just that they haven't reached the sad place.

At some point, Daddy Han Ruifeng walked in front of him.

"Child, cry! Cry out, maybe it's better!" Han Ruifeng squatted down to comfort him.

When Han Shaoning saw his father in front of him, he threw himself into his arms and cried loudly, like a flood that opened the floodgates, pouring out as much as he could.

Han Ruifeng stroked his son's hair and said softly: "Son, you and Ruobing have no guesses, they can be said to be childhood sweethearts, but the situation is changing, the world is like chess, although we are interested in it, people are ruthless." I just want to say that what should be yours is yours, and you can't grab it if it's not yours, in other words, sometimes you have to have it in your life, and you can't force it all the time in your life. Having said that, even though she has unspeakable secrets, unavoidable hardships, and a stomach of grievances, but now that she has become a boat and married Sun Tong, I think, you still have this heart! In our rural area, Ruobing is a good girl, but you should also look broader, as long as you get ahead, it will not be a problem to find a beautiful wife in the county......"

"Dad, I beg you, don't say it!" Han Shaoning's heart was broken, where could he listen.

Long!

"I didn't want to say more, but seeing the Chinese New Year, and you have lost your soul all day long, you have no energy at all, and my father is worried when he sees it! Also, your third brother has finished his work-study program during the winter vacation, and he will go home today, and he has always regarded you as a hero, and you said that you are embarrassed to let him see your current virtue? As the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears, what are the tears of a husband? That's a golden Kada, that's a silver Kada, you're still young, the road under your feet is still very long, and there are still many things to do besides women. Besides, people live for a lifetime, and they can't patronize themselves. Han Ruifeng looked up at the sun above, pushed Han Shaoning away with his hand, and stood up, "I have said everything I should say, I want to say it, I have said it, you can do it yourself!"

"Dad, you let me be alone for a while, and then let me think about it. Han Shaoning stopped his grief and stood up.

Han Ruifeng patted his son's shoulder and turned to leave.

Han Shaoning looked at the back of his father going down the mountain to help the tree, and felt very uncomfortable.

The years are silent.

Dad can be said to have done his best to die for the sake of the three brothers growing up. Until now, he was still worrying about his own affairs, and when he thought of this, his face was red and white.

The sun hangs in the middle.

"Yes! In this life, you can't live by yourself!" Han Shaoning wiped his dried tears, puffed up his chest, walked down the mountain quickly, and went straight home.

When he pushed the door into the hospital, Han Ruifeng was waiting at the second gate.

"Hungry, scrambled eggs, hurry up and eat!" Han Ruifeng looked at his son who was silent.

Han Shaoning nodded involuntarily.

"It's finally time to eat!" Han Shaoan shouted happily.

Han Shaoning's eyes were full of tears, a mouthful of pancakes, a mouthful of eggs, the more he clicked in his mouth, the more he felt bad in his heart, and he felt sorry for his family.

After eating a piece of pancake, he wiped his mouth and forced a smile: "Dad, big brother, I'm full, you eat slowly, I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep." ”

Han Ruifeng put down the pancake in his hand and said in a deep voice: "The third child is back in the evening." It's been snowing for the past two days, and there is no food at home, so when you wake up, go to the town to buy some delicious food, and our family will have a reunion dinner in the evening. ”

Han Shaoning said yes and nodded.

Jue, like wine, is a good medicine for emotional wounds.

Han Shaoning slept for two hours, felt extremely comfortable, came to the West House, found that his father was not at home, said hello to his eldest brother, and went to the intersection to wait for the car.

Under the strong light, the snow under the ruts on the avenue slowly melted, revealing its original color, and the traffic gradually increased.

The New Year of the Lunar New Year is the busiest time for travel.

Looking at the speeding car, Han Shaoning was envious, and secretly swore in his heart that he would do a good job in the coming year, buy a small car, and take a ride on the road if he has nothing to do.

Thinking about it, a shuttle bus drove from north to south.

Han Shaoning beckoned to get on the bus and found a window seat on the south side.

He just sat down, turned his head to look out the window, and suddenly found a black car driving into the village quickly, stopping at the door of Su Youwei's house, and four people walked down from inside.

He only glanced at it, and recognized four figures, Su Youwei's two sons, Su Ruonan, the third girl, and Su Ruoshui, the eldest sister-in-law.

He didn't want to look too much, so he hurriedly closed his eyes and tried not to think about it as much as he could, but his thoughts were like wild horses on the loose, galloping across the vast desert.

The shuttle bus is getting farther and farther away from the village, but Han Shaoning's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

"Dongyu Town has arrived, if you have to get off the bus, get off quickly!" the driver shouted at the top of his voice.

Han Shaoning, who was groggy, heard the shouting and dragged his heavy legs out of the car.

He was walking in the snow in a daze, when he suddenly stumbled under his feet and planted a dog to chew on.

He rolled over, his back to the sky and his face to the sky, motionless, and he really wanted to lie in the snow for the rest of his life.

I don't know how long later, a man squatted in front of him, leaned down and asked, "Young man, what's wrong with you?"

Han Shaoning finally opened his painful eyes, and said with ignorance: "I'm fine, uncle?"

The uncle looked at it carefully, and said very excitedly: "Shaoning, it's really you, don't you remember me?"

Han Shaoning reluctantly rubbed his eyes before he could see the person clearly.

"Uncle Landlord!" he blurted out.

"How cold is it in the ice and snow!Get up! Come with me to the house to roast the fire!" the uncle couldn't help but say, and pulled Han Shaoning up hard.

When the snow always melts, it is impossible for a person to lie in the snow for the rest of his life.

Seeing that the former wonton baked cake shop had been changed to selling fried dough sticks and tofu brain, Han Shaoning was sad again.

Whether it was running away from home, selling baked cakes and wontons, or then mining in the mountains, he had only one thought in his heart, that is, to make money, and to make money desperately for the sake of a woman!

Han Shaoning's heart was like a knife, and all thoughts were burning.

He wrapped his hands around the brazier, his eyes glazed over the flames.

"Shaoning, our two villages are not far away, and we all know what is happening in the streets and alleys. Since you left me, I have heard that you have opened a mountain to mine and become a big boss, this is a cold day, you are not at home to stay well, why are you here?" the uncle asked with a smile.

Han Shaoning was extremely aggrieved in his heart, just like a flood hitting a dam and needed to vent, so he didn't hide it, and told him all about the relationship between him and Su Ruobing.

The uncle listened quietly, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning.