The bluestone pavement winds its way forward, and along the way, patches of terraced rice fields are dotted between the hills. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After walking for more than 40 minutes, I came to the high slope, and the Qingshui River below was like a green belt surrounding the trees and bamboo houses, and at this time, the bluestone road under my feet became wider.

Moving on, there are no longer paddy fields on both sides, but sugarcane forests with yellowed leaves, which is the time of year when the sugarcane is ripe.

This is the territory of Shimizu's first team.

Most of the production teams in Qingshui Township are paddy fields, planting rice, but the Qingshui team is mostly dry land, most of which are planted with sugarcane, which are cut down and sent to the sugar factory to boil sugar after the harvest.

Qingshui Township Primary School is also located in Qingshui No. 1 Team, where Gu Xinyan spent six years.

Every morning, his mother would take him out of the house, and she would see him and a few friends in the village get together and set out on the road before turning around and going home. If it was the day of the market in the town, his mother would go on the road with him and drop him off at the school gate before heading to the town.

That memory is happy.

When passing by the elementary school, Gu Xinyan didn't stop much and continued to move forward.

On the way, I often saw some students who were hurrying with schoolbags on their backs, most of them didn't know each other, and some of them knew each other, and they didn't know each other, so Gu Xinyan naturally didn't greet them. It was those guys, a few of them pointed at Gu Xinyan and whispered something.

After walking for more than half an hour, I came to the iron bridge.

The railway bridge lies across the Qingshui River, and on the opposite side of the bridge is Qingshui Middle School. However, there were bridge guards in the huts at the head of the bridge, and whenever a car passed by, they would come out of the house wearing large-brimmed hats and uniforms, and stand straight by the railway with green flags.

When he was a child, Gu Xinyan's ideal was to be a bridge keeper.

He felt that they were very imposing, and he was very envious.

The iron bridge does not allow passers-by, and pedestrians have to take a long detour to get to the town of Qingshui on the other side of the bridge.

They crossed the railway, walked through a dilapidated old street, passed a mustard factory, passed under a lush old banyan tree, and walked for a few minutes along the sandy beach by the river to a ferry port.

To get to the town, you have to take a ferry across the river.

A wire spans the Qingshui River and is covered with iron rings, which are chained to the two bows of the cement boat, and the two ends of the wire are tied to stone stakes on both banks.

People can pull the wire to pull the cement boat to the other side.

Some of the mischievous guys, after crossing the river themselves, often kicked the bow of the boat and swung the cement boat to the center of the river, so that no one on either side could cross it. At this time, some men took off their shirts, wore only a pair of shorts, cursed loudly, went into the water, swam to the boat, turned over, and pulled the boat to the shore again and again.

When there is a big flood, the torrent rushes down from the upstream, often breaking the wire, washing the cement boat to the mouth of the river, and sometimes, even to the river, and it takes a long time to recover.

During the dry water, the cement boat is placed on the river, and the bow of the boat is connected to the banks on both sides, so crossing the river is not a troublesome matter.

When Gu Xinyan came to the ferry, he was unlucky, and the cement boat was swinging in the middle of the river.

I don't know which bear child crossed the river and played a prank and swung the boat to the center of the river.

Some people gathered at the ferry.

At the ferry, there is a grocery stall selling snacks and candy paper paintings, and the owner is a lame man who lives nearby, and he is an employee of a mustard factory. This grocery stall has been set up for a long time, and the cripple knows his second uncle Luo Ping, and every time he waits for a boat at the ferry, the second uncle has to chat with him for a few words.

At this point, he got a bundle of sugar cane to sell.

There are sugarcane fields everywhere nearby, and sugarcane cane can't really be sold for money.

If you want to eat sugarcane, you need to pay two cents to the stall owner, and then you can play a small game.

Hold a firewood knife in your right hand, and release a whole sugarcane in your left hand as soon as you stand it, and then swing the firewood knife to chop it down when the sugarcane is about to fall.

If he can split a few sections, those few sections will belong to him, and if he doesn't split a single section, the two cents will be in vain.

At this time, there was a man who was chopping sugar cane and playing.

This person Gu Xinyan knows, he is one year higher than himself, he has graduated this year, but he has not found a job, and now he is wandering in society.

His surname is Guan Mingqiang, and he has a nickname called Guan Er.

He has thick natural curly hair and is more than 1.7 meters tall, which makes him tall and strong compared to his peers. When he was a freshman in junior high school, he once chased and slashed a famous gangster in the town on the street with two kitchen knives, so he became famous. This guy has a bad temperament and likes to bully his classmates when he is still studying.

At this moment, with a cigarette in his mouth, he was squinting his eyes and holding a firewood knife to aim at the sugar cane erected in front of him.

Release your left hand, raise your right hand, and slash down with all your might.

"Whew!"

The sugarcane fell, and with a swing of the knife, only a little sugarcane skin was dropped, and if you counted it carefully, these two cents only bought a small section of sugarcane.

"Damn, bad luck!"

He spat thick phlegm on the ground, and his face was gloomy.

Then, Guan Qiang beckoned to a teenager next to him.

"Hey, get the money!"

The boy wept and spread his hands.

"Second Brother Guan, I don't have it, I really don't have it! I've got all the money out of my pocket, so if you don't believe me, you can check it......"

With that, the boy pulled out the inner pocket of his pants.

This young man Gu Xinyan knows, his name is Wu San, he is Gu Xinyan's primary school classmate, and he is now in the third year of junior high school in Qingshui Township Middle School. At that time, the entire graduating class of Qingshui Primary School, Gu Xinyan was admitted to Qingshui Middle School alone, and the vast majority of students either dropped out of school to work in farming, or studied in the township middle school.

It seems that he was bullied by Guan Qiang.

"Cripple, do it again, on credit!"

"No!"

The cripple waved his hand.

"Xiaoguan, I'm just a small business here, you have already paid three yuan on credit, if you want to continue, please pay off the debt......"

"What are you talking about, dead cripple? It's only three yuan, and it's not that I don't pay it back, hurry up, give me the sugarcane! ”

Guan Qiang's eyes widened, and his eyeballs were about to bulge out.

The cripple's expression remained unchanged.

"Xiaoguan, don't be evil to me, no matter how evil I am, I can't be afraid, it just so happens that your father is looking for me to drink tonight, do you want to set up your dragon gate array for him by the way?"

"Hey......

Guan Qiang laughed dryly.

"Uncle Cripple, joking with your old man, don't you want to be so serious!"

As he spoke, his eyes swirled in his sockets, and finally, his gaze fell on Gu Xinyan.

At this time, Gu Xinyan was walking towards the river, trying to find a way to get the cement boat over, it was already half past eight, and at nine o'clock, he would be criticized by the teacher.

"Hey, little cub, lend me five dollars!"

Guan Qiang beckoned to Gu Xinyan.

Gu Xinyan glanced at him, didn't speak, and of course didn't walk over.

"Yo! It's fat! ”

He swayed and paced towards Gu Xinyan, still holding the firewood knife in his hand.

"Xiaoguan, put the knife down!"

The lame man's face changed, and he shouted.

It's nothing if a child fights and has a blue nose and swollen face, but if you use a knife, it won't work! Not to mention that he knows Gu Xinyan's second uncle Luo Ping, and he is also an acquaintance of Guan Qiang's father, even if he doesn't know each other, he can't let things develop. The chai knife is his, and if Guan Qiang uses that chai knife to make a big deal, he will also not be able to get out of it.

Glancing at Gu Xinyan, Guan Qiang smiled and threw the firewood knife to the ground.

"Where can you use a knife to deal with this little cub!"

"Hey!"

Gu Xinyan sighed, he didn't like trouble, but if trouble really came to the door, he wasn't afraid.

Guan Qiang walked step by step, and he couldn't see any change in expression on Gu Xinyan's face. Under normal circumstances, most of the children who are frightened by him are like chickens, shaking constantly; There are a few guys who will put on a vicious expression and deliberately speak loudly, and in the end, they are often beaten by him to call their father and mother.

However, there is no one like Gu Xinyan.

The expression is calm and the gaze is indifferent.

Guan Qiang's heart couldn't help but chuckle, at this time, those legends related to Gu Xinyan came to mind, could it be that those were not rumors?

Go******!

People hang to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years!

Then, he walked up to Gu Xinyan, and without saying a word, a big ear slapped over.

Just as he waved his hand, Gu Xinyan took a small step forward and also waved his palm.

Although the two of them shot at the same time, Gu Xinyan's speed was much faster, Guan Qiang's hand had not yet slapped Gu Xinyan's face, but his cheek was hit hard.

"Smack!"

To the ears of others, the sound is very crisp.

However, Guan Qiang does not think so.

At that time, he only heard a buzzing sound, and then, the heavens and the earth spun in front of him, as if he had been hit by a raging bull, he was slapped by Gu Xinyan and turned around several times, and finally, a stumbling into the lame stall knocked the debris on the stall to the ground.

The skull was dizzy, as if it had been struck by a giant hammer.

"Good boy!"

Guan Qiang shook his head, his ears still buzzing, as if he had stuffed his skull into a beehive.

Raising his hand to wipe his face, he looked down and saw that his hands were full of red blood. That slap actually knocked out his nosebleed, and he was shocked and angry when he saw this scene.

Looking up, Gu Xinyan had already turned his head away, and was looking at the ferry in the center of the river.

It seems that he doesn't care at all, it's like just a slap in the face of a mosquito.

"Enter your immortal board!"

Annoyed and angry, Guan Qiang was angry, he glanced at the firewood knife inserted in the sand, and rushed over with a rolling belt. One grabbed the handle of the knife and tried to pull it out.

However, he was unable to do so.

I don't know when, Gu Xinyan was already standing in front of him, his feet on the handle of the firewood knife, and he looked at him condescendingly with expressionless eyes.

Then, with a strong step, the knife plunged deep into the sand.

Guan Qiang went to the ground and shouted loudly.

"Come on, as long as you don't kill Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill your whole family in the future!"

Gu Xinyan glanced at him contemptuously, took half a step forward, and lightly touched his toes under Guan Qiang's ribs.

Then, Guan Qiang rolled on the ground, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't make any sound. I finally stopped rolling, but I curled up like a shrimp, and my face was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, mixed with tears and snot, and I looked miserable, completely like a different person.

Hurt!

It hurts so much!

If I had known this was the case, I ****** say less!

Gu Xinyan ignored Guan Qiang, he looked at the ferry in the center of the river, sighed, and prepared to take off his clothes and go down to the river.

At this time, Wu San on the side took off his shirt, and without saying a word, he took off his shirt and jumped into the river in shorts.

He didn't dare to talk to Gu Xinyan, for fear of being hated by Guan Qiang, so that's all he could do.