Chapter 18: The Child
As agreed, this month has passed like this, and Zhao Kuanglan can at least walk around like a normal person, but he still can't do intense exercise, and there are still some wounds on his body that have not healed.
To Zhao Kuangran's expectations, when Da Yue heard that he was going to leave this Hutou Mountain, there was nothing, and his face was calm and scary, Zhao Kuang was a little amazed, as if Da Yue, who has always been thick, also has some delicate thoughts that others don't know, but think about the old man who has never won, Da Yue's mentality of having this realm doesn't seem to be too magical, there must be a father and a son, no matter how it is changed, as long as it is not too abstract, it is a reasonable sentence.
Finally waited for such a day, Zhao Kuangran put on his bags, put on a green military coat, and put on a somewhat obscene cotton hat, while Dayue, dressed like a wild man, wrapped in a layer of animal skin, huge boots, like a wild man in Shennongjia.
Zhao Kuang smiled helplessly, it seems that Gong San'er's 100% return rate will be robbed by Dayue in the future.
Looking around the room again, the old man who was sitting on the bed smoking a dry cigarette and smiling, Zhao Kuangran's nose was inexplicably sour, but he still smiled reluctantly, and nodded at the old man, he didn't want this old man to see his unreliable appearance, he wanted the old man who didn't know his name to know that he Zhao Kuangchao would come back here, no matter what kind of situation it went.
And Da Yue, the black wild cat in his hand has disappeared, and he has a smiling face without a city, just looking at the old man sitting on the bed, like a fool.
"Dayue, when you go out, be clever, follow the mess well, if you dare to make trouble for me, just roll into the mountains and don't come out, save me a shame." The old man knocked on the cigarette stick, a little stern.
Da Yue smiled, wiped his nose and said, "Old man, I listen to Brother Chaozi for everything." ”
Loose this head.
At noon, the courtyard was white, and the sun hung weakly in the sky.
The two of them creaked through the snow, looked back at the old man standing straight at the door, and left.
In life, the most terrible thing is not parting, but not knowing whether you can meet again or not, leaving is the most hurtful.
Until the courtyard of the mountain disappeared, Dayue, who was going down the mountain, also had red eyes, after all, Dayue had been with Song on the mountain for nearly ten years, and it was fake that he had no feelings.
Zhao Kuangran sighed, stretched out his arm, and patted Da Yue's thick shoulder, although Da Yue's appearance seemed to be impeccable, but after all, he was still a flesh and blood person, who was beaten, injured and knew the pain.
"Brother Chaozi, will we come back to see the old man?" Da Yue sat on the snow and choked up.
"Yes." Zhao Kuang's trembling voice carried a hint of firmness, giving Da Yue an unwavering look, and said.
Da Yue looked at Zhao Kuangran's expression, feeling not at ease, rubbing his eyes and standing up, as if he had grown in an instant, I don't know how much, this is Da Yue's first step towards the outside world.
The two went down the mountain, although the roe deer Zhao Kuangran knew the specific location here, but the old man also told him the route back to Qingdao, first to go north, there will be a village, there is a bus station that only sends once a day, and you can go straight to Qingdao by bus.
It was bitterly cold after the snow, but fortunately, Zhao Kuangran and Dayue were fully armed, otherwise there was a real possibility of freezing to death in this place where birds don't.
After a while, the two arrived at the village where firecrackers rang out from time to time, patted the snow on their bodies, Zhao Kuang took off his hat indiscriminately, and stopped a child next to him who was setting off firecrackers and wearing a big flower jacket.
"Friend, where is the station?" Zhao Kuang smiled far-fetchedly, and asked angrily, but he didn't know that his smile was more terrifying than crying, if there were other people nearby, they would definitely treat Zhao Kuangran as a human trafficker.
But what embarrassed Zhao Kuangran was that the child with the ash on his face looked at Da Yue stupidly, obviously shocked by Da Yue's huge figure, the child heard that there was a huge wild man in the mountains in the early years, but he didn't expect to see it from here.
"Calves." Zhao Kuang scolded indiscriminately, twisted the child's face, and twisted the ashes of his hand.
The kid came back to his senses, far away from Dayue, and the firecrackers in his hand seemed to be ready for him, looking like he wanted to laugh inexplicably.
"Do you know where the station is?" Zhao Kuang asked randomly.
The child scratched the pitted hair that he didn't know who shaved, withdrew the firecracker, and glanced at Zhao Kuang and said, "I know." ”
"Take us there, uncle has a reward." Zhao Kuangran smiled ill-intentionedly, if there were outsiders here, Zhao Kuangran would definitely be dragged out and killed as a human trafficker.
The child still couldn't take his eyes off Da Yue, touched his head and thought for a long time, but still turned his head, which made Zhao Kuangchao really relieved, feeling that dealing with this kind of child is much more difficult than some adults, except for a few children playing on the mountain street, there are no adults, Zhao Kuangchao is also a little puzzled, there are only children in this village.
Led by this ghostly child, he arrived at an empty station in a short time.
Looking at the appearance of this station, Zhao Kuangran frowned, the station can be broken, but it seems that there is no bus here.
"Where's the car?" Zhao Kuangran asked with a frown.
"The driver is on vacation." The child said disapprovingly, wiping his dirty face.
Zhao Kuang was in a mess, and it was difficult to leave this deserted place without a car.
Sitting down on the old seat at the station, Zhao Kuang looked at the snow in front of him at a loss, Dayue stood behind Zhao Kuang like a door god, without saying a word from beginning to end, as if he was dumb, the child seemed to be sensible, playing in the snow quietly, and his hands were not too cold when he was red.
"Brother Chaozi, what should we do?" Da Yue said in a loud voice, like a roe deer afraid of disturbing his contemplation, but his voice still drowned out the sound of firecrackers in the entire village. Seeing that it was already afternoon, do you want them to walk back?
Zhao Kuang stretched his waist, leaned on the seat that might fall apart at any time, and sighed: "Wait." "Instead of waiting, Zhao Kuangchao should try his luck here, in this unfamiliar place, Zhao Kuangchao has the feeling that it is difficult to move an inch.
Da Yue looked at Zhao Kuangran, whose brows were furrowed together, and suddenly smiled, and the momentum that had finally been created in the child's heart was gone, and the child actually pulled Da Yue to build a snowman together.
"Friend, you haven't told me your name yet." Zhao Kuang asked boredly, feeling his rumbling stomach, he and Da Yue had already come out at noon, if he couldn't wait for the car, he planned to go back the same way, after all, it was not a way to wait in this village all the time.
"My name is Sichuan." The child didn't look at Zhao Kuangchao, and concentrated on rolling his snowball.
"Sichuan, are you alone?" Zhao Kuang couldn't help asking, there don't seem to be any adults in this village, except for children, just old people sitting at the door smoking dry cigarettes and cigarettes.
"My parents have gone out to work, and they won't be coming back this year." Sichuan scratched his head and said with his back to Zhao Kuang.
Zhao Kuangran instantly understood, looking at this village, he always felt a little desolate, how many worlds are there in this world? .
Zhao Kuang took out the bacon smoked by the old man, handed Dayue two large pieces, gnawed one by himself, and called Sichuan, stuffed the remaining large piece into Sichuan's hand, and said with a smile: "This is your reward for leading the way." ”
The child's eyes widened, and he couldn't imagine that the guy in front of him, who seemed to be a rogue man, would be so generous, holding a large piece of bacon, and ran away with a smoke.
After a while, Sichuan came back in a hurry, with a smile on his face, and two bowls of hot dumplings in his hands.
Zhao Kuang was stunned, and his heart warmed inexplicably, sometimes, there is a world of difference between rural people and urban people, not only the environment, but even people.
Sichuan handed a slightly more bowl of dumplings to Dayue, and handed the less one to the roe deer, and said with a smug smile: "My grandmother asked me to give it to you." ”
Zhao Kuangran's heart was inexplicably touched, imagining the appearance of the child growing up here, touching Sichuan's head, and the child reluctantly pushed Zhao Kuangran's hand away.
Holding the hot dumplings, Zhao Kuangran ate one, leek egg filling, in the full aroma, Zhao Kuangran saw Sichuan looking at the dumplings in the bowl and swallowing saliva.
Zhao Kuangran sighed and gave the dumplings to Sichuan, Sichuan shook his head and was not hungry, Zhao Kuangran looked around at his children with curious eyes, and said to Sichuan: "Sichuan, what are you going to do when you grow up." ”
At this point, the child seemed to have infinite strength, straightened his waist and said, "I want to be a soldier." ”
"To be a soldier?" Zhao Kuangran asked a little seriously, with a faint smile on his face, and solved the dumplings.
Sichuan was anxious by Zhao Kuang's question, and puffed up his breath and said: "I want to be the commander." ”
Zhao Kuang laughed wildly, laughed unscrupulously, touched the child's head again, and said without ridicule: "Sichuan, remember, a soldier who doesn't want to be a commander is not a good soldier, and when you become a commander, you can let your grandmother, let your parents, and even let the whole village live a good life." ”
"Really?" Sichuan said excitedly, and swung two punches in the air with his hand, looking eager to try.
"Really." Zhao Kuang laughed nonsense, but there was no ridicule in the laughter, whether it was an idiotic dream or nonsense, it was much more interesting than living in this village in the last life and living a mechanical life.
Sichuan laughed, jumping in the snow, shouting that I wanted to be the commander, but in this slightly empty place, how inconspicuous the child's shouting was, but at least, Sichuan had a dream of leaving here, and in this poor mountain and bad water, with this kind of faith, it was almost equivalent to having a qiē.