After saying goodbye to my uncle and uncle, I went all the way home with the crazy old man.

In fact, on the way home, the crazy old man exposed his true nature. He ripped his tie off, and his hair was scratched like a chicken coop.

I looked at him with disdain, and remembered what my mother said about me: I don't look like a prince when I wear a dragon robe. It suddenly occurred to me that this sentence was very suitable for the crazy old man.

After that, my life gradually entered a more normal stage.

Running back and forth between going to and from school and doing tasks assigned by the crazy old man every day, I gradually became accustomed to the estrangement and indifference between the neighbors in the city.

Thankfully, I met a good friend in my middle school.

His name is Zhao Hongjun, nicknamed Fat Dan, and he is a child of an authentic military family, and you can actually understand his family's expectations of him from his name.

He was the first boy I ever met with naturally curly hair. He looks chubby, his eyes are small, he bends into two crescent moons when he laughs, and he looks very honest, and he looks like the kind of honest child.

Despite his appearance as a good student, he was actually a notoriously naughty person in our school. Not doing homework, being punished for copying in class, etc., is pediatric for him.

He is best known in our school for the origin of his nickname.

That time, he carried his homemade double kicker (double firecracker) in his pocket, and then ran to the playground of our school during recess.

In our days, when we set off firecrackers and firecrackers, we liked to stuff them into holes or cow dung, and then we would take a cardboard box, light the firecrackers and cover them, which was one of our favorite ways to play when we were children.

Then there was a small hole in the playground of our school, and the Reds set fire to his homemade second kick and threw it into it.

But he didn't know at the time that the hole was actually a biogas digester!

So, with a loud "boom", good guy, that sprayed directly out, and within a few minutes, half the school was!

During recess, the playground was full of students jumping rubber bands and throwing sandbags. Everyone's body was smashed by falling from the sky.

So the Red Army became famous in the school, and the origin of the nickname "Fat Bullet" is also because of this incident.

The final result of the matter was that the Red Army was beaten and scolded by his father in front of all the teachers and students of the school, and then he was asked to clean up the playground alone.

Speaking of the fact that the Red Army and I have developed into good friends from acquaintance, it is actually because once, the Red Army provoked a junior high school student, and people came to our class to find him during recess.

Because it was recess time and the next class was PE, everyone in our class went to the playground, and only me, a not very gregarious person, slept in the classroom.

When the junior high school students came to me, the Red Army was hiding behind the door behind me.

I didn't know what to think at the time, so I just stood up, my hands still clenched into fists.

Maybe it's because the standard of living at home has improved, or maybe it's because I do morning classes all year round, although I'm not tall, but my body is relatively strong among my peers.

Besides, they woke me up from my sleep, and I was naturally not in a good mood, and those junior high school students saw me like this, with fists in their hands, as if they were going to fight at any time, and then they walked away.

As a result, the Red Army came out from behind the curtain, gratefully shook my hand, and with a snot and tears, said to me: "You are a friendly ally of the Red Army soldiers!" ”

After that, he used to stick to me, and he chattered around me during recess and after school. I think this guy is quite interesting, and after coming and going, I get acquainted.

Later, when the Red Army asked me why I was helping him fight with those junior high school students, I shook my head helplessly and did not tell him the truth.

In fact, my fist clenching was requested by the crazy old man, which is a small Taoist method that can quickly improve the spirit and spirit, called gripping.

Clasp your thumb in the palm of your hand with the tip of your ring finger at the base of your ring finger, then flex the remaining four fingers and hold your thumb firmly with a little pressure, as if you were holding a treasure.

Hold it harder and harder each time. The method of grasping and solidifying can solidify the essence and qi, and it can also be used to ward off evil spirits and prevent poison for many years. Therefore, grasping and fixing has a certain effect on the persistence of "spirit and spirit".

I remembered this phrase from the mad old man to me, and ever since then he has asked me to hold it every day whenever I have free time.

After all, the crazy old man strictly ordered me not to let anyone except my parents know that I was a Taoist priest, so I had to let the Red Army "misunderstand" it.

But anyway, since that time, Zhao Hongjun and I have become "twin brothers" in the eyes of the teachers and students of the school, and we have been inseparable all day long.

The point is, only then did I realize that the home of the Red Army was just one street away from my house.

The crazy old man and my parents knew about my mess with the Red Army.

That time the crazy old man came to pick me up from school for the first time, and saw me and the Red Army playing together and leaving the school, he just looked the Red Army up and down, and then nodded, as if talking to himself: "A blessed boy." Then you should contact each other more. ”

I was accustomed to the way the mad old man occasionally talked to himself, and although the Red Army was a little surprised by the mad old man's words, he was open-minded by nature and did not take it to heart.

And the crazy old man knows that although I like to be lively, my personality is still a little withdrawn, and he is happy for me to make such a friend.

It's just that compared to my elementary school in the countryside, the crazy old man was more nervous about my studies.

As if they had received an amnesty, the Red Army came to my house on weekends and dragged me out to play. Because this kid in the Red Army is young, but he is very good at getting things done, and my parents are very happy, so I let him go.

In this way, during the time when I went to school and got out of school with the Red Army, the days passed like water in a transparent cup, calm without ripples, until the winter vacation came.

On the first day of winter vacation, I asked the crazy old man when his uncle and uncle would come.

As for them coming to my house for the New Year, it was a promise made by the crazy old man half a year ago, and my parents also knew about it.

So when I asked the crazy old man, my parents also looked at the crazy old man, because they also wanted to meet the uncles and uncles with different personalities but very amiable, as well as my younger brothers and sisters.

For my parents, these are rivers and lakes that ordinary people can't touch in their lives, and my parents are naturally curious.

The mad old man looked at the wall calendar on the wall and said, "In a few days, they are almost there." ”