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In the southern land of spring in March, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the strong spring can not be felt in the concrete forest of the city, and only in the suburbs of Guangzhou can you see the scene full of vitality.

Nishino got up early in the morning, he couldn't remember what happened last night, after washing, he straightened his clothes, stood outside Hu Qunzi's door, and knocked on the door: "Meimei, do you want to go to work today?" ”

At that time, Hu Qunzi also woke up: "I'm annoyed, today is Saturday, rest, don't go to work, let me sleep for a while!" ”

"It's 7 o'clock, still sleeping?" Nishino looked at the wall clock on the wall.

"I finally got a good night's sleep, and I was woken up early in the morning. If you have anything, say it quickly. Hu Qunzi buried his head in the quilt and yawned.

"I want to go inside the orchard."

"Well, what's there to see in the orchard?"

"Let's pick pears and eat them."

"The pears in the orchard haven't grown yet! There are many in the pear supermarket, so why bother! ”

"I just want to go to the orchard and get some fresh air."

Breathe air? Only then did Hu Qunzi remember that there was something wrong with Nishino's brain, so he jumped up from the bed, quickly got dressed, and then opened the door: "Nishino, sit in the hall for a while." When I'm done, I'll call you. ”

"Hmm." Nishino walked a few steps, went to lie down on the sofa, and muttered: "Society is a book, full of ups and downs, witnessing falsehood, evil and ugliness, and interpreting truth, goodness and beauty. Time is a river, I'm on this side of the river, you're on the other side of the river, when will I find the ferry, cross the river, and get to the other side of the river? ”

Hu Qunzi was surprised, Xiye had lived here for a while, and he had never said philosophical words, could it be that his stool had accidentally activated his emotional intelligence? It's impossible, it's a blessing in misfortune that he didn't cripple him, Hu Qunzi quickly denied his ridiculous idea.

Nishino stood up and continued to chant: "Life is a miracle, and living is a luxury. I watched over the cliff of heaven, how could I not resist the temptation of red dust, fell into the mortal dust again, and endured the heart-rending sorrow on the cusp of the storm alone. ”

"Don't read it—" Hu Qunzi thought the words were harsh.

"Oh. I don't read it. I'm going to make breakfast ......."

"Just sit, be obedient, don't run around." Hu Qunzi settled Nishino and went to the bathroom to wash.

After a while, the group dressed up without makeup and took Nishino's hand downstairs tightly, as if he was afraid that he would be lost. When she got downstairs, Nishino scrambled to drive, but Hu Qunzi didn't let her, she was worried that the stupid and stupid Nishino would get lost......

Forty minutes later, the two arrived at the base of an orchard in the countryside, where the pear trees all over the mountains were just showing a hint of fresh greenery. From a distance, hundreds of shiny knives fluttered and jumped on the trunk of the pear tree, like miniature ballerina.

It turned out that the pear farmers were religiously chopping the branches, cutting so carefully and so carefully, as if they were carving intoxicating works of art, and the crumbs of the pear trees were sprinkled down layer by layer, as if they were painful memories, and as if they were old winter clothes.

"People live with a face, trees live with a skin, why do they cut down branches?" Hu Qunzi asked Nishino curiously.

"I don't know. When I was a child, in my hometown, every March 3, my grandmother also cut jujube branches like this. When I was a child, every time I asked this question, my grandmother scolded me harshly and said that children don't talk much. Push me aside and continue to chop it down on his own, stabbing one after another...... "Nishino grabbed a pear branch, and the scene of his grandmother cutting pear branches in his childhood came to mind again-

"In autumn, when I eat sweet and crispy dates, I think of the dignified sword light in my grandmother's hand, and secretly rejoice in those few immortal date trees. Although there were shocks and doubts, he refused to ask more. Years later, as I grew up, I almost forgot about it...... Maybe the pear tree is the same as people, and it also needs to engage in family planning. ”

"That doesn't seem like a good explanation, does it? Trees are not the same as people, and family planning should not be compared. ”

"Let's just ask."

The two walked along the forest path and stopped in front of an old gray-haired farmer.

"Uncle, why did you cut down this tree like this?" Nishino asked an old man who was swinging a knife. The farmers and his grandmother acted in unison, and Nishino vaguely felt that there must be a common reason behind this, and the reason was a mystery that he did not know in his childhood.

"Have you read a book?" The old man stopped.

"Read it." The two replied.

"Oh, you scholars should know that tree trunks are used to transport nutrients. These trees slept all winter, and if they were not cut down, they would grow too fast. The old man laughed.

"What's wrong with that?" Hu Qunzi said.

"What's so good about that?" The old man asked rhetorically, "The branches that grow too fast are useless branches, and the nutrients stored in the roots are limited. If you use up all the nutrients in the early stage of growth, what will you do in the future? It's fruitful, and if it's shriveled up, it will only make you eat a mouth full of scum. After the old man finished speaking, he went to cut other branches. Nishino and Hu Qunzi were stunned there, unable to calm down for a long time.

Hu Qunzi was deeply shocked and said to Nishino: "Why shouldn't people be like this? If a person is too smooth when he is young, he will unknowingly grow a lot of arrogant and arrogant branches. These branches have nothing to show for themselves, but they have no quality, and they waste the precious nourishment that life has given them. When it was harvest time, they were empty-handed and couldn't do anything. ”

Nishino lowered his head: "Are you talking about me?"

Hu Qunzi shook his head: "General, not specific." There is also a group of people, at the beginning of their lives, who were cut off by a seemingly cruel knife, cutting off the side branches of their youth and frivolity, but brewing and brewing the nutrients, and when the fruit was ripe, their breath roared into three points of sword qi and seven points of bright moon. ”

"Hey, isn't the wound of a knife the love of a knife? The wound is short and the love is long. ”

"A tree can wait for a man's knife, but a man cannot wait for a man's knife."

"Hmm. When we are faced with adversity, we have to endure setbacks and accumulate sustenance. When things go well, give yourself a knife and use nutrients carefully. ”

"Beauty, do you have a knife?"

"What do you want a knife for?"

"You look familiar, but I can't remember who you are...... My head hurts! Come...... Give me a knife! Nishino squatted down holding his head.

"...... Nishino" Hu Qunzi followed and squatted down to inspect Nishino's situation.

"I have a splitting headache...... There seems to be a child inside...... ...... kicking me," Nishino looked extremely pained, "Don't touch me...... You and I saw that they attacked me from behind with a stool...... You devil ......."

"Ah...... So what else do you see? ”

"A fat man with a tattoo on his arm carries a machete to collect debts in a company..... One of his men carrying a ...... on his back"

"A little further ......"

"I can't go any further...... It's poured back again...... The person who attacked me was called Qunzi, and he was the person in charge of the company at the scene of the crime at that time. ”

"And what is her relationship with you?"

"Don't ask, I can't see the scene before the fat man entered the company......" Nishino spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask. Let's go back to the car. Hu Qunzi hugged Nishino.

"No—you can't die all at once." Nishino sat down on the spot, crossed his legs like a monk, and closed his eyes tightly, "Qunzi, let me be quiet for a while, and it's okay." ”

"You remember me—" Hu Qunzi exclaimed.

"Remember, you are my boss, Hu Qunzi, the editor-in-chief of Shengyi Media!" Nishino replied crisply.

"That's great. Then you take a break. ”

"Go get me some water, it's not polluted."

"Where are you going?"

"With such a big orchard and ditches everywhere, why worry about no water."

"But the water is not clean!"

"There are two bottles of water in the car, you go get them."

"Hmm." Hu Qunzi trotted up on the dirt road and ran towards the car.

"Be careful—" Nishino shouted.

As soon as the words fell, Hu Qunzi, who was running in the distance, stepped on a stone, slipped under his feet, fell to the ground, and involuntarily screamed "Oops-".

"Why is this girl so careless and reckless in walking." A Hakka lady walked out of the orchard and stepped forward to help Hu Qunzi on the ground.

"Thank you, Auntie." Hu Qunzi's body was dusty.

"Girl, in a hurry, where are you going?" The eldest lady asked with concern.

"My husband vomited blood, I'll go get water." Hu Qunzi was a little embarrassed.

"Seriously?" The eldest lady pinned the knife to her waist.

"It's my husband sitting under that tree." Hu Qunzi pointed to Nishino, fifty or sixty meters away.

"Oh, take me to see it."

"Okay."

After a while, the two of them arrived at Nishino. Nishino sat motionless like a deceased monk, and did not react to the arrival of the two.

"What's going on? Did you vomit blood?" The eldest lady bent her slightly hunched back and touched Nishino's head, "Girl, has your husband been hit by something in the back of the head?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes. I accidentally smashed it. ”

"What is he most afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of my wife...... You don't seem to be afraid of me too much?"

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid." Hu Qunzi was sure that Nishino was a little afraid of him.

"He had intermittent memory deficit disorder, where blood pressed on his nerves and needed external physical stimulation." The Hakka lady is not like a joke.

"How to stimulate the law?"

"Come here—"

The old lady whispered in Hu Qunzi's ear for a while: "I am a professor of psychology at Guangzhou Medical University, and I am now retired......"

Hu Qunzi nodded knowingly: I'll go back and try it in the evening.

"Girl, then I'm busy—" The Hakka lady left......

At night, Xiye yelled for Hu Qunzi to find his son Xizhou, and the two quarreled.

Hu Qunzi was so angry that she left the house, and drove to the boutique to buy some portraits according to the instructions of the old lady, and hung them on the wall.

"Wife, I was wrong, you punish me!" Nishino's brain has a problem again.

"It's good to know that it's wrong, then kneel down in the hall for me, and the family law will serve." Hu Qunzi shouted.

"Wife, be quiet, I'll go." ……

Nishino knelt on the floor, and Hu Qunzi pointed to the portrait on the wall with the "Family Law" (the agreement between the two people in three chapters) and asked Nishino to read it one by one.

Nishino grabbed his earlobe with his left hand: "Socrates, Fang Xuanling, Qi Jiguang, Zhuge Liang......"

Then to an empty photo frame, Hu Qunzi pointed to the words on it, Nishino raised his right hand and read aloud: "I want to learn from my ancestors." Don't wait until you hang it on the wall to know how good your wife is! ”

"Hahaha-" Looking at Nishino's funny appearance, Hu Qunzi couldn't help but laugh.

Xiye was stunned for a long time, finally sobered up, got up from the ground, snatched the "family law" from Hu Qunzi's hand, quickly read the last word, and scolded angrily: "Okay, you Hu Qunzi, what kind of family law is this, it is clearly the three chapters of the covenant more than ten days ago." You're playing tricks on me, pretending to be my wife—"

Then he hugged Hu Qunzi, fell on the sofa, pounced, and kept tickling: "Let's see if you dare to be so boring in the future!" ”

Hu Qunzi was tickled unbearably, and begged for mercy: "Don't, I won't dare next time......"