The heat is hot, and the sun is like fire.

My fertile land and fish pond live next to each other, surrounded by either ripe rice or freshly sown seedlings, which are not so harmonious under the protection of this golden wave. However, in addition to barnyard grass, it also has other living forms - lotus.

There is water hibiscus in the field, and the grandmother planted it after the grandfather left, and now the field is covered by the field.

Unmanaged, it grows freely, but it also grows luxuriantly and bears fruit. Think no more, there's nothing better than planting it.

I weed early in the morning, irrigated in the evening, and within a few days, the fertile field became a lotus pond, which was already a unique scenery. If you don't see it with your own eyes, how can you know that "the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red in the sun" can be so beautiful?

When the dumb man came to help me with the fishing, I took him around the lotus pond and asked him what else he could do.

He patted his chest, meaning to give it to him.

It seems to have gone back to the past, my grandfather was not familiar with farming, and every time he asked for his opinion when he had a problem, he patted his chest like this. At this time, the only flaw in his body has become the biggest shining point - a promise, and there is no need for a word.

He "asked" why I hadn't gone to my mother.

I smiled, I didn't want to be a burden to others, if it was just an obligation such a cold relationship I would rather be a stranger. If the so-called "last resort" forces us to separate our flesh and blood, a clear "I understand" does not seem to be of any use. The separated have been separated, and the past will never be able to pass, this is not a story that can be broken and reunited by calling "Mom".

I washed the dishes in the restaurant for a month, sent the fish to the boss for half a month, at the end of the month I went to settle the bill, and at the same time asked him to resign, next month I can't come to wash the dishes for tutoring, and the fish in the pond are almost caught.

He asked, "When will the next batch of fish come out of the pond?" ”

I told him, "There will be no more fish like this, if you can wait, in another two years, I will raise a pond and give it to your shop." ”

"Okay, that's a deal." He offered me the treatment of a permanent worker.

The sum of the fish payment and the salary turned out to be a small and huge amount of money. I estimated that it would be more than enough to maintain the tuition and fees and living expenses for the next semester. I gave my first labor to the dumb man, and I insisted on it, and he deserved it.

What was left in the pond were small fish and shrimp, and the weather was too hot for stocking the fry, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.

Before leaving, the dumb uncle gave me a pot of wine he made, and he thought very carefully, and the wine was made in a glass bottle, sealed with a cork, and the mouth of the bottle was covered with a floral cotton cloth, and tied with fine hemp rope, and then put it in a small basket, so that I could carry it on my back, that is, I would save effort and not be afraid of bumps.

I didn't really want to, but he insisted on asking me to give it to someone who needed thanks. I understand that he doesn't say it, even if it can't be paid off for the time being, you must always keep it in mind.

When I appeared in front of Ling Xiao with this jar of wine intact, his brows were furrowed unusually deep. As for it, courtesy is light and affectionate......

"Where have you been? The piano teacher says you're taking a month off. This was the first sentence he asked after holding back for a long time.

"I'm home." Didn't I tell you before I left? At the time, you were still ignoring.

"Your mother called." He looked at me suspiciously.

"I'm in my hometown." Why did he think I would go back to my mother? A man I was a complete stranger to, a place I had never set foot in, forgive me for my limited understanding, I really couldn't equate it with home, believe it or not.

He had a look of disbelief, but it was fleeting, and it was cold again. In the scorching summer, he is still so unanxious, this person is born with his own refrigeration.

I told him that I didn't want to learn piano next semester on the grounds that I was busy with my studies, but in fact, my huge amount of money had limited purchasing power, and it was not enough to repay what I owed him last semester.

He only said two words: "Whatever you want." ”

I also thought it was up to me, and then, I heard the second half of his words: "The fee has been paid, and there will be no refund." ”

This...... Overlord clause.

I wanted to say if I could talk to the piano teacher, but it was, "Do you drink?" "If you don't drink it, can you take it back to Uncle Ling to drink, because you said that I should not appear in front of him again, and I can't give it to you personally.

Ling Xiao stared at the jar of wine, as if thoughtful, but replied incorrectly: "Put it first." ”

I haven't seen him for a month, and it's getting harder and harder for me to understand what he's saying, no, it's that I don't know him in the first place. "The school has solved my housing problem, and I want to move back to the dormitory next semester......"

I was about to say something thankful, but he interrupted me directly: "Whatever you want." "I waited a long time, convinced that he didn't have any more follow-ups, and this time it was really up to me.

The atmosphere is a bit strange, I am very embarrassed, these two words are like an eviction order, people can't wait for my departure, I still have the heart to organize a language chat here to express my gratitude. Perhaps, the best way for him to express my gratitude is to stay away from his family. Even if I didn't think I had such a stimulating effect that my presence would have made his mother have a nervous breakdown. Maybe I didn't study chemistry and didn't know that she and I could have this kind of reaction.

I want to tidy things up, but what is here for me? Everything was either bought by him or bought by me at his expense. Finally, I cleaned up my clothes and books, packed them, and tried to erase every trace I left behind, trying to restore the room to what it was before I moved in.

Ling Xiao entered the study and never came out, and I didn't even have a chance to say goodbye. I wrote a note, put it at the door of the study, and pressed it with the bank card he gave me:

The word thank you is too superficial, so you never give me a chance to say it. But, someday, I'll pay it off.

Although the card was returned to him, the debt has not yet been made up. I set that number to my bank card password, which is exactly six digits to two decimal places. That way, I won't forget.

From Ling Xiao's house to the back door of the school, I walked fast for a minute, and it wasn't until I entered the campus that my pace slowed down. The clothes were heavy, the books were heavy, and my hands and shoulders were strangled by the straps.

Tutoring will officially start tomorrow, the office door of the first year of high school is not open, I can't find the old class, how to stay tonight has become a problem. The former sophomore and now the quasi-senior high school did not have a day of summer vacation, and they were placed in an independent teaching building, completely closed, waiting for the college entrance examination.

It wasn't until the lights came on that I realized that Ling Xiao was too impersonal, so I gave him a jar of wine, and he turned his face in a blink of an eye, leaving no room for speech, was my performance so bad?