Once, Liu Ye and a few children played a game of lifting water, they tied the mouth of the medicine bottle with a cotton rope, threw the bottle into the well, and then swung the rope back and forth from side to side, so that the bottle tilted down, and the water slowly entered the mouth of the bottle, and then swung the rope hard, and the bottle was held up by the buoyancy of the water. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info They let the rope wrap around a small piece of wood, and kept turning the wood, and so the bottle was lifted to the edge of the well. When the children were having fun, there was a "plop", and Liu Ye fell into the well. The children on the edge of the well were scattered in a swarm, and none of them shouted "help" for her. Liu Ye felt herself sink to the bottom, and the thought of "death" burst out of her heart for the first time. Never to see her grandparents overcome the ambiguity of death with fear, she swung her arms desperately up and down, and at the same time felt a mysterious force lift her out of the water, and she miraculously rose from the water, stepped on the jagged brick cracks in the wall of the well, and crawled out of the well. When she ran home drenched, stood trembling in front of her grandmother, and wept and told her about this adventure, she was so frightened that she fell down on the stone pier at the door, and was speechless for a long time. Then the grandmother suddenly stood up, took Liu Ye's hand, went to the house (bedroom) to change her into dry clothes, and then took a bamboo pole and took Liu Ye to the well behind the house. Grandma pounded the water with a bamboo pole, pinched Liu Ye's ear, and whispered: "Liu Ye, the little soul is coming to the house......" Grandma dragged the word "come" very long, like singing. After repeating this more than ten times, he threw down the bamboo pole and took Liu Ye home with confidence.

This incident reminded Liu Ye of his father saying that he was the brightest star in the sky, and he suddenly became proud in his heart. "If you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing in the future", is he really a person sent by God to complete a certain mission? Born on the Qixi Festival, is it just a simple coincidence? Liu Ye lived with the joy that he was not an ordinary person, and his temper became more and more proud and willful. Sometimes her grandparents criticized her, and she would ignore them all day. In order to discourage her, her grandfather went to the street to buy her favorite pastries and stuffed them into her hands, but she threw them on the ground without mercy.

My grandparents really couldn't help her, so they sighed and gently tapped her little head with the back of their trembling hands. "Hey, when will you get the hang of it?"

Liu Ye stubbornly stood up, approached the house (bedroom) with his head held high, closed the bamboo pole door with newspapers, and let his grandparents call for a thousand times, but they didn't come out. Sometimes she deliberately didn't eat for a day to scare her grandparents, and her grandmother was so angry that she wiped her tears and slapped her ass hard with a ruler. After the beating, he rubbed it for her distressedly and said, "If you are obedient, how can grandma be willing to beat you!" ”

Liu Ye is sensible most of the time, she is considerate of her grandparents and grandmothers, and she has to spend money to find someone to wash clothes.

When the country aunt with small eyes, dark skin, and two hairs (shoulder-length short hair) was working hard to scrub her clothes because of money, Liu Ye carefully observed her movements and silently remembered them in her heart. When the next Sunday came, she put the family's dirty clothes into a large wooden basin and rubbed them vigorously on the washboard, even if it took a little longer, to wash the clothes.

In that crystal clear stone river, people can always see a little girl of seven or eight years old, struggling to arrange her clothes. Sometimes she will learn to shake off bright and beautiful clothes or towels loosely and put them on the top of the enamel basin like the educated youth big sisters who go to the countryside to exercise, so that in her hands it is like holding a bouquet of blooming flowers, pleasing herself and envying others.

Liu Ye saw Xiao Huang, who was carrying water for his house, dragging his long snot, and felt disgusted from the inside. Grandma told her that except for the nerd Xiao Huang, there was no one on this street who was willing to carry water for others. Xiao Huang took her grandmother's money after picking up the water, and her swollen face was like a fermented dough, bubbling with joy. He giggled, then wiped his nose with his dirty sleeve and walked away.

Liu Ye and Xiao Yue, who was four years older than her, carried the bucket together and walked towards the nearby elementary school. Satsuki also lives with her grandmother. She is the second oldest in the family. I have an older sister and a younger brother. My sister looks like a full moon, double eyelids, white skin, although she is still a girl, but the charm of a woman is frugal clothes, and the rough life cannot be hidden. And Xiaoyue looked like a boy, she wore pigtails, a leather band wrapped in a red head rope, and hung her hair firmly, and her uneven bangs hung down on her eyebrows. Her skin was slightly dark, and her flat face made her small eyes a little listless. Maybe she wasn't as beautiful as her sister, so her parents put her at her grandmother's house. Liu Ye secretly guessed. Satsuki, who looks like a boy, is also as powerful as a boy. It seems that most of the water in her house is picked by her.

Xiao Yue said and walked in front with a smile, and Liu Ye followed behind tremblingly, stopping from time to time to change shoulders.

"Ah Ye, how can you do this? Now it's still an empty bucket, you're like this, what should you do when you wait for Huo Lai (for a while)? Satsuki stopped and urged impatiently.

"Okay, I'll be here." Liu Ye muttered.

The mottled red lacquered wooden doors of the primary school were open to them, and it was an era when the night was closed, and people lived a peaceful life, with no smog, no car accidents, no gutter oil and AIDS. Yes, it was a time when police and security were not needed. There were no knife-wielding gangsters breaking into the school, brutally dealing with unarmed children. There were no overloaded school buses, no stampedes and crowding. Everything exudes peace and tranquility, tranquility and serenity.

The large red-lacquered wooden door of the primary school seemed to have never been closed all day long, and even though it was Sunday, they were free to enter.

The well is behind the blue-brick and gray-tiled classrooms, and behind them are the previously obsolete adobe thatched classrooms, which are now allocated to the teachers.

The ground around the well was paved with small stones fished from the river to prevent it from raining and muddy. Near the mouth of the well, there is a circle surrounded by several huge flat stones, which can be regarded as a luxurious decoration for the old well.

The well water is quiet and deep, and there is more or less moss growing on the wall of the well, and the green moss is like a fountain pen hanging on the pocket of the intellectual's jacket at that time, highlighting the unfathomable resume of the old well. The old well is solemn, you can only bow to it, but you should not despise it and play with it.

When Liu Ye struggled to lift half a bucket of water out of the well, she always had to look down in horror at the bottomless well water, which was like a monster's wide open mouth, ready to swallow up the people who disturbed him at any time. But when she thought of Xiao Huang's face that couldn't be washed clean and her long snot, she endured it and brought up the other half bucket of water. She felt a pain in her shoulder, and ran briskly to shorten the ordeal. From time to time, the water in the bucket spilled on the dirt road, splashing wisps of smoke and dust. As the water overflows, the pressure on the shoulders decreases. She lowered her head and bent down to speed up her pace, occasionally looking up at Xiao Yue, who was carrying two buckets full of water in front of her, and envy and jealousy staggered into her heart. But she gritted her teeth and followed Satsuki without admitting defeat. Sweat trickled down her little white face.

When I got home, I had only half of the original half bucket of water left. Grandpa reproachfully pulled off the pole and told her to rest. She was inconsiderate of her grandfather's reproach for feeling sorry for her, but she threw down a sentence stiffly: "I'm resting, can you carry water?" Then he picked up the bucket and ran out of the door. When she went out, she regretted that she shouldn't have stabbed her grandfather. My grandfather is 12 years older than my grandmother, and he still suffers from high blood pressure, and he is in his 60s and has long passed the retirement age, and he is still working to support the family. Every day's work is enough for him to be busy, why do you still stab him so ignorantly?

The guilt made her more tolerant of the pressure on her shoulders, and she finally filled the vat with water one by one.