"The last time he came to me and asked me to read the letters written by the girls, I didn't read them, I just read the boy's letters wishing us both. ”

"Did he read the letter?" So I think he must have other girls in mind. Don't expect us to be reconciled, Uncle. "My father saw that Xiaolan had no chance of turning back, so he planned to leave.

At this time, Xiaolan seemed to approach him and said, "Uncle, I have called you Uncle from the first time, and you will always be my Uncle from now on." I'll be your goddaughter. You are a most reasonable person. ”

She said these things clearly for me to hear. But at that time, I was still very arrogant, and I snorted coldly from my nose, what's the big deal, forget it.

That night, my father and I stayed at a hostel in Luying. At night, none of us felt sleepy. My father had just fallen asleep a little later when he started crying in his dream.

As soon as my father cried, I couldn't help but start scolding myself: "Zhang Jianming, you are really not a thing, my father just said some characteristics of Xiaolan, and you are so blind and jealous that you will ruin this marriage." Let him run so many legs in vain, and so much heart in vain, what an unfilial son you are!"

As I was thinking this, my father suddenly woke up. He suddenly said to me: "Baby, are we mistaken, I heard Ji Yuanzhen mean to let me find a place to live alone, and he said that he would go back too." He meant to ask you to apologize at Xiaolan's door, and as long as she came out to pick you up at night, you could have a round room. ”

"No," I said, "why didn't I see it?" "Who knows? "When I realized that I had wronged my father, I did want to hear him, so I said, "Shall we go back?"

"Forget it. Maybe it's providence, the two of you can't be husband and wife. "My father was a superstitious man, and when he said that, he gave up.

But it was then that my conscience suddenly realized that I wanted to make up for the mistakes I had done to my father, and I tried to save the marriage.

So, not long after I went home, I asked my sister to come to Xiaolan's house again. But this time, when we came, we didn't even mix the rice. Because they don't know where they go. The house was tightly locked, and the two little pigs that his family had kept by the river starved to death, lying there on all fours.

We went to ask Xiaolan's grandfather, who lived in another hut the size of a toilet. His grandfather said that they both went to Shangqiu, Xiaolan's eldest sister's house.

However, it was getting late by then, and we had to find a place to stay. So, we asked Xiaolan's grandfather about Xiaolan's relatives and inquired about Xiaolan's cousin's family.

My sister and I bought some gifts and stayed at their house. The two of us talked about what happened to Xiaolan's cousin. She said that when Xiaolan came back, she would explain to her and see if our marriage could be saved.

My sister and I stayed at Xiaolan's cousin's house for one night and went home the next day.

After I got home, Wang Yaling wrote again that she met a boy in a car, and the two fell in love at first sight and held hands. I wrote her back and wished her happiness (I say this because I said in my last letter to Wang Yaling that I was going to marry Xiaolan).

And the girl named Zhang Qiuhong, although I didn't go to see her, she kept writing to me.

But I couldn't be too embarrassed to go to her. And that Jin Fengqin hasn't written for a long time. I used to have Jin Fengqin in my heart when I broke up with Xiaolan, but Jin Fengqin hadn't written me a letter for a long time. I didn't want to go to her.

At the same time, deep down in my heart, the inferiority complex slowly hit me again. As before, I was afraid that I would become a bareman. I am such a person, I don't know how to cherish happiness when it comes, and I am proud, and I regret it when happiness is gone, and sometimes I feel inferior.

I feel like my personalities have been oscillating between the two, but I can't control them myself, so I can only let them develop. I suddenly felt that the loss of Xiaolan was a great loss in my life.

The Chinese writer Mo Yan, who won the 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature, famously said: When we are young, we give up, thinking that it is just a relationship. Later, I learned that it was actually a lifetime.

But the time I knew this famous quote was in 2013, but Xiaolan and I broke up in 1996, almost 20 years before and after. More than ten years ago, how could I see the famous words more than ten years later.

If I had known that sentence at the time, I might not have given up that relationship so easily. Who made us young? If you don't make some mistakes, you don't deserve to be young.

Since I have an inferiority complex, I want to redeem this relationship with Xiaolan even more. The only way to do this was to get on the bike that her father had touched when he touched the prize.

That Xiaolan's house is about a hundred miles away from my house, and I need to ride from my house to our county seat, and then take a small road to her house. People often say: the road knows the horsepower, and the people will see it for a long time.

The bicycle that touched the prize had already exploded its twins before I ran to Xiaolan's house. I had no choice but to push it for more than ten miles and then come to the Sand River.

But this time I went, the door of Xiaolan's house was still closed. The two were still nowhere to be found. Fortunately, Xiaolan's grandfather was still there, so I asked him about Xiaolan's other relatives.

He said that Xiaolan also has a second sister, and she married to xx village near Luying. So I put my bicycle on a tree next to the house, locked it, and walked to Xiaolan's second sister's house.

That Xiaolan's second sister is more beautiful than Xiaolan, and her brother-in-law is also very handsome, so she can really be called "a talented man and a woman." But none of their children could match them. This reminds me of the truth that the extremes of things must be reversed.

Parents are too beautiful, and they will be discounted when they get to their children. The proof of this is that after a few years, my married son is not as handsome as I am.

When I arrived at Xiaolan's second sister's house and reported to myself, the sister and brother-in-law didn't talk to me, but only excused themselves, and then took the children and walked out of the door together, and set up a frame to close the door.

Everyone is leaving, what am I doing there? Then I went back to the Sand River, and I wanted to play on the edge of that house for a while, if I could wait until Xiaolan came back.

But seeing that it was getting late, and I didn't want to spend more money to stay in a hostel at night, I pushed the broken bicycle to the repair station to repair the tire, rode for a while, put the bicycle on the shuttle, and went home.

However, a few days after returning home, I rode the bicycle again to find Xiaolan. This time I arrived at the county seat of Xinye, rode north from the county seat to the town of Crooked Son, and then asked people about Lu Ying, and someone pointed to a dirt road and told me to follow the road all the way forward.

The dirt road was also lined with poplar trees. As I rode my bicycle past village after village, I was in a state of uneasiness.

I came to Xiaolan so hard, I worked so hard to save this relationship, if I really saw someone, would I dare to take the initiative to talk to someone? I can't give my own answer. Just so confused and confused to move forward.

After passing through several villages, I finally came to Luying again, and then to the Sand River. I put my bike on the other side of the river embankment and walked towards the old house.

On that embankment, with long hair and a shawl, wearing a red sweater, was standing there looking out at the field, who was Xiaolan?

But when I saw that they themselves did not dare to speak to them, I thought about it, so I pretended to pass by and took a few steps forward from a road under the embankment. When I walked to a straight line with Xiaolan, I lowered my head and glanced at Xiaolan with the rest of my eyes. I wanted people to see me, but I didn't want people to see me and I took a few steps forward. Who is Xiaolan?

Her eyes were like electricity, and they immediately shot at me: "Stop!" I was startled and hurriedly stopped. This was a bit of a surprise to me. I didn't expect her to say hello to me first. I thought she might change her mind.

Unexpectedly, she raised her head and laughed a few times at the sky, just like Mei Chaofeng in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which was terrifying.

This book comes from reading books