The next morning, "Scar Liu" woke up early in the morning as always, he may have forgotten what he was talking about last night, looking at the messy peanut shells on the ground and a jar of empty cans of five catties, and maybe he also drank a lot of Fushun, and fell asleep in his arms!

"Scar Liu" rubbed his red and swollen eyes and shook his groggy head. I really want to sleep a little longer, how greedy this early autumn morning by the river is! Fushun was really a child at this time, still chewing something with his eyes closed, one leg on the thigh of "Scar Liu", and the other leg crossed up and kicked the mat. Uncle Liu looked at this immature face that had experienced vicissitudes of life, and his kind eyes were full of happiness. He couldn't bear to wake up the "snooze" child, and gently pulled out his arm, ready to get up.

"Uncle, what time is it?" Fushun was woken up by this slight gesture.

"Scar Liu", who was just about to go out, blamed himself a little, raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "Shun'er, it's still early, take a nap, I'll go and carry the fat rice noodles back to eat!"

Fat cheong fun? Fu Shun sat up on his head, what a luxurious breakfast it was, he salivated every time he passed by the rice noodle shop, but he was deterred by the high price. Fu Shun felt a little guilty, since he moved here, he has almost never paid for his own food, and Uncle Liu will eat whatever he eats! After the uncle went out, Fu Shun quickly got up, rolled up the cool mat and put it aside, cleaned the cement floor with a broom, and then picked up a stone and put it on the top of his building model, ha, it didn't collapse! He found a wooden ruler and a pen and paper to calculate the proportions, and then found a book and studied it for a while.

Ah, what a day!

However, the drunken words of "Scar Liu" made him a little uneasy, this uncle really regarded him as his own child, and Fushun's pity even made him feel that he should call "Scar Liu" his godfather - although his determination to leave here had not changed. This down-and-out intellectual doesn't feel that working hard is insulting Sven, but is like the combination of Song Jiang and Wu Yong in the story of Shuibo Liangshan, which has both righteousness and endless wisdom. Scar Liu was even a little satisfied with this work, Fu Shun saw him move 400 catties of things in one breath and climb more than 100 steps, and he also saw him dive and swim across a river hundreds of meters wide like a "white strip in the waves". Of course, if Uncle Seven's decent clothes are worn on this uncle, he must also have the appearance of a cadre.

This uncle, who wants to be a godfather, always likes to tell Fushun some romantic love stories, whether it is the Cowherd and Weaver Girl or the White Snake Xu Xian, whether it is Romeo and Juliet or Orpheus and Ullida, in the uncle's depiction, the ending always becomes so beautiful and desirable. In addition to this, he also likes to write poems, and the ships that set sail, the rivers that flow, the mountains that tower, and even the bamboo sticks on their shoulders can be the objects of his praise. Although many times Fushun didn't know what he was chanting, and even wondered why there were only a few words on a line in his little notebook. If Shufen and this "Scar Liu" get along, it must be compatible, because they both have a special affection for literature.

Fushun thought of Shufen who was bouncing all day long. That lovely sister, what's going on now, it's been two or three months, and the seedlings she bought back must have survived! If she were to go to the city, she would have to buy her a dress with flowers that she had seen in the store, and a pair of red leather shoes, and wear them on her body, and she would be so happy that she would flutter like a butterfly among the flowers and flutter to the stamens. Fu Shun took out a dense letter from his bag, this is a letter written a month ago, but it has not been sent, he is afraid that he will leave as soon as he says it, and he will not receive the reply from Yangjiawan!

"Shun'er, come, a whole bowl, this thing is hangover!" Uncle brought back a large bowl of steaming fat intestine noodles, a few slices of dry sausage dotted on top of the red soup, and the green coriander and shallots were refreshing. Fu Shun took it excitedly, stirred it a few times with chopsticks, the white rice noodles were crystal clear, sent to the mouth and then slid through the throat to the stomach, the whole person was about to float, numb, spicy, fresh, fragrant, sour...... The aftertaste is endless, intriguing, it is simply a delicacy in the world, it is simply a peerless delicacy!

"Uncle, it's delicious, it's so delicious!" Fushun, who was sweating profusely, did not forget to praise from the bottom of his heart.

"Eat more if it's delicious, and Uncle will buy it for you every day in the future!" "Scar Liu" looked at this gobbling child with satisfaction!

"Yo, Shun'er, you finally put this 'eye-catching' stone on top of the pagoda!" Uncle pointed to the irregular pile of stones at the entrance of the cave, and laughed, what a proud laugh!

Fu Shun put down the dishes and chopsticks, and introduced his masterpiece with great interest: "Yes, uncle, I thought about it for a long time before I understood this conjoined building. It always collapsed before, because the load-bearing of each stone is different, the horizontal load of columns, beams, and supports is not enough, and the stones we picked up a few days ago are just right, so I succeeded, thank you, uncle! ”

The uncle who had gone to college looked at Fu Shun in surprise, this fourteen-year-old child who claimed to have never been to school for a day, and he had never heard many of the terms he said, "Shun'er, who taught you this?" ”

"I haven't been taught, I read the book by myself, and I can't recognize many words, but I can still understand the graphics and numbers in the book!" Like many of his peers, Fushun prides himself on his wisdom.

"Scar Liu" was also proud of Fushun, and asked tentatively: "Shun'er...... I...... Do I want to send you to school? ”

Fu Shun was putting the letter in a book about architecture, and when he heard his uncle say that he wanted to go to school, he was so frightened that the books fell to the ground, and he quickly leaned over to pick them up. "Uncle...... I...... I...... It's time for us to drop off the goods, right? Fushun heard the sound of a freighter entering the port.

"My two masters are not going today, I have already arranged it, someone unloads, take a break and let's go shopping!" It turned out that the matter of the dock had been arranged for the interval between the purchase of fans by "Scar Liu", and this big brother who was thick and fine could always think about the problem so thoroughly.

"I want to go! I ......"

"Don't go! I couldn't move after drinking. You have a lot of money in the past, and I will give you a lot of money today! The uncle was so angry that Fushun, who was about to go out, hurriedly stood there motionless.

"Shun'er, come here, you haven't answered what your uncle just asked you?"

Fu Shun had no choice but to retreat and stand beside the crooked pile of stones. These stones that carry his other dream are like the high-rise buildings across the river. He thought that one day he would design such a majestic building, even more ambitious than that. And the shortcut to achieving these dreams is to go to school. However, how could he have that blessing, he hadn't even stepped into the threshold of the school for a day! Now, this uncle, who has only known him for less than three months, sued him and asked him to go to school. He couldn't believe it, unless he really was his son!

But he is obviously not, and he will not even be a godson. So what reason does he have for him to go to school? He thought about going to school, countless times. Yes, he must be able to go to school, try to find the eldest brother, then the capable eldest brother must be able to provide him with school, heh, maybe the rich family has finished elementary school, so don't I have to skip a grade to catch up with him? Thinking of this, his answer is clear!

"Uncle, if you don't go to school, won't you go to school, it's impossible for such a big person to go to the school to study in the first grade?!"

"What first grade do you study, I think you can go directly to high school or technical secondary school! I'm asking someone, a technical school has just been established in the city, and I should be able to find acquaintances! ”

"No, uncle, I really can't, I ...... I...... I'll think again! Fu Shun saw the uncle's angry eyes with longing, he really couldn't bear and didn't dare to refuse again, at least not now.

"Okay, you think about it. Also, my uncle told you the truth, I really want to recognize you as a son and put your household registration in my name, you should also consider it by the way! The uncle's tone softened a little, and changed from anger to outright longing.

Fushun's mind was blank, and he didn't know what to do at all. He is just an orphan, an outcast, and finally became someone else's adopted child, who has just established a relationship and written a promise of "raising children to prevent old age", and there is a city man who is competing to be a father. You can't use this father's money to support that father, right? Messy thoughts surged in, and finally converged into one word - go!

"Let's go!" When the uncle said this word, Fu Shun was so frightened that he almost fainted to the ground, "Go to the street and cut your hair!" ”

What would have been a beautiful day suddenly darkened!

Fu Shun seemed to have been greatly wronged, and walked behind Uncle Liu with a pout. The docks were still bustling and crowded, and he once again searched the crowd for his dream relatives, but found nothing. Gui Ying was already unloading the goods with others, and was surprised why Fushun didn't go to work today, and when she saw "Liu Ganpa" taking Fushun to the street, the question in her heart fell to the ground - ha, Fushun must have obeyed his godfather!

"Scar Liu" rarely walks so leisurely on this familiar street and admires the beauty of this early autumn. The French plane trees on the sidewalk began to flutter yellow leaves, occasionally scratching the child's face, like a gentle stroke of a large hand, completely ignoring the annoyance of the sanitation workers. Busy sparrows are parked on the dense telephone poles, sometimes swooping down to the rooftops of the street, sometimes soaring into the blue sky. The blue sky and white clouds complement each other, and the sun and the shadows of the trees complement each other. The scorching heat has temporarily bid farewell to this year's mountain town, and the cold winter has not yet had time to come......

- This golden time should be so enviable, but Fu Shun's heart is like a sledgehammer smashed by Guoqiang's brother-in-law on his chest - unspeakable bitterness!