8 on the death of an old friend, sad and sad, children's childish words tug at the heartstrings

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhiyuan came back early with a big bag.

"Boy, why don't you get up yet?" Zhiyuan asked when he saw the person on the sofa in the living room who rolled himself into a silkworm chrysalis with a sheet.

"Hmm!" Tsai snorted and didn't move.

Gui Ying was sitting at the dining table feeding Yang Yang apples, and the boy was embarrassed to see Gui Ying, so he only nested on the sofa and peeked at Gui Ying from time to time. The old horse sat on the balcony, knowing that he was awake, and only opened one eye and closed one eye to watch the boy act.

"He Yiming, you can't afford to get up?" Gui Ying roared into the living room.

Sure enough, the boy got up, looking around with an angry face and a shy face, like a frightened puppy.

"Dad, let's eat!" Zhiyuan brought chopsticks, set up breakfast, and asked Lao Ma to eat.

Tsai was washing, and the four of them ate first.

"No fried buns today?" Lao Ma asked Zhiyuan.

"It's late, it's gone!"

"Old village chief, you can eat as much as you want, and you can still eat a feast!" Gui Ying said to the old horse.

"You have to eat whatever you want!" The old horse picks and chooses.

"You haven't eaten more than a dozen pounds of stuff! Leader, lower your standards, you have the right to exile yourself to my house, and live a hard life to experience life! ”

"Hehehe, Dad, you can taste this tofu bun!" Zhiyuan smiled and handed Lao Ma a bun.

The four of them were eating and chatting, and the boy came over and sat down on the side of the old horse with a twist.

"Hey, I have to go to the eye hospital this weekend to check my vision and see if it has risen!" Gui Ying said to Zhiyuan in a low voice while feeding Yangyang.

"Ah, then I'll see if there's a number!" Zhiyuan immediately put down the bun and turned on the phone. A few minutes later, he said to Guiying: "There is only this one number this afternoon, half past two!" Not for the rest of the day! Not one tomorrow! ”

"Then hurry up and make an appointment!" Gui Ying was also anxious to put down her chopsticks.

"It's an appointment!" Zhiyuan hurriedly operated with both hands on the mobile phone.

"Alright, it's an appointment! Na...... To buy a recliner today? Zhiyuan looked at Gui Ying and then at the old horse.

"It takes time to buy a recliner, you have to choose! Tomorrow! Do one thing a day. Gui Ying said while drinking soy milk.

"It's all done!" The old horse waved his hand in the air.

"Na...... Do you want to bring rippling today? Gui Ying looked at Zhiyuan, and her complicated eyes made up for the words she didn't say.

"Well, see a doctor at half past two, get to the hospital at two and fifteen, and leave at twenty and twenty...... Forget it, it's so hot, the key is that she still needs to take a nap! Don't bother her. ”

"What then?" Gui Ying fluttered with a pair of big eyes.

"Why don't you ......" Zhiyuan hesitated, squinted his eyes and quietly glanced at the old horse, and then asked tentatively: "Dad, how about you help watch Yangyang for a long time in the afternoon?" ”

"No problem! As long as she doesn't cry and doesn't have to breastfeed! The old horse said as he chewed on the fritters.

Gui Ying glared at the old horse helplessly.

After breakfast, Gui Ying tidied up the house, and Zhiyuan went to wash. The brother and sister were still at the table, chewing on buns. The old horse sat across from them, eating the peaches brought by his hometown.

"Will you eat this?" Tsai Tsai picked up the last fritter and asked Yangyang.

Yang Yang held the bun and shook his head.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it!" After speaking, Tsai Tsai nibbled on the fritters.

When there was only the last finger left, I only heard Yangyang stretch out his hand and cry: "Hmm...... I'm going to eat it too! I'm going to eat that too! ”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't eat!" Tsai asked angrily holding up the fritters.

"I'm going to eat it now!" Yangyang stretched out his hand to ask for fritters, and his eyes turned to the old horse for help from time to time.

The old horse was silent, pinching the peach pit and eating the peach.

"There's only the last one left, what do you eat and what do I eat?" The boy roared.

"Hmm...... Well...... I'm going to eat that! I'm going to eat that! Yang Yang moaned beside him.

"It's over! Gone! Seeing the situation, Tsai Zai ate the remaining fritters in one bite, spread his hands and said.

"Wow......" Yang Yang slapped the table and cried.

When he heard that the crying old horse was annoyed, there were so many things about children, and he secretly thought.

"What's wrong? What are you crying about? Gui Ying came over and asked.

"I'm going to eat that, brother!"

"I asked her first if she ate it, and I ate it if she didn't eat it!"

"Can't you let her?"

"I'm done with it, she wants it! Do I spit it out for her? Tsai Tsai had a disgusting expression of sticking out his tongue.

"No...... Others ......" Yang Yang explained there.

"Can't you leave her a little first?" Gui Ying blamed Tsai.

"What? Am I not even qualified to eat a fritter in this family? Why should I leave her a little? You eat churros too, why don't you leave her a little? ”

"Look at you! What excites a fritter? Gui Ying frowned.

"Is this a fritter thing? Why do I have to let her want everything she wants from me? ”

"Okay, okay, hurry up and do your homework after eating!"

"Humph!" Tsai kicked off the chair and went back to the house in a huff.

When Gui Ying said that the boy was young, the old horse looked at Yangyang. From beginning to end, she cried so much that not a single tear came out - dry thunder and no rain! Old Ma is happy, I didn't expect there to be a lot of little doll play with a big needle! At a young age, he can perform.

"My brother asked you if you would eat it, and you said you wouldn't eat it, why did you eat it again? Why do you have to eat something else if you don't finish your buns? Gui Ying solemnly lowered her head and asked Yangyang.

Yangyang didn't speak.

Gui Ying went back to the house to get busy again, and the old horse sat opposite Yangyang, pointed at Yangyang with a smile and said, "You are a little bit, you dare to bully your brother!" Ay! Just like your mother, monkey spirit! After speaking, he put down the peach pit and ran to the balcony. Thinking of the many scenes of Gui Ying's three brothers and sisters when they were young, Lao Ma's heart was beautiful, as sparkling as the Weishui River in spring, who would have thought that this scene was forty years ago. For an old man, all good memories are thorny roses.

Ding dong...... Ding dong...... Someone is knocking on the door. Gui Ying strode to open the door.

"Hey, Zhou Zhou's mother is here! Good morning, Zhou Zhou! ”

"Hello Auntie!" Zhou Zhou greeted Gui Ying.

Lao Ma turned around and saw a mother about forty years old walking into the house with a child of four or five years old, the mother was wearing a red dress and light makeup, and the child was in short clothes and shorts, with yellow hair and a narrow face.

"Did you have breakfast?"

"Just finished eating! She's the only one left! I haven't finished eating a bun for half an hour! Gui Ying pointed at Yangyang and said.

"Yangyang, did you wake up?" Zhou Zhou's mother asked Yangyang.

"I just ...... It's eight o'clock to wake up! Yang Yang replied.

"Oh! Hahaha...... Huh! This is ......," Zhou Zhou's mother asked, pointing to the old horse.

"This is Grandpa Yangyang, who just came here last week!"

"Oh, no wonder no one came to play last Saturday night and every week!"

"Don't eat it, baby! Let's go play with Zhou Zhou! Gui Ying wiped her mouth for Yangyang and led her to the living room to play with Zhou Zhou.

"Your house looks so bright like this!" Zhou Zhou's mother said to Gui Ying while looking at the living room.

"Really? What did Zhou Zhou take? ”

"A dinosaur!" The boy, who was slightly taller than Yangyang, said to Gui Ying while holding up a small dinosaur.

Gui Ying chatted with Zhou Zhou's mother for a while, and when she saw that the two children were playing devotedly, Zhou Zhou's mother left.

"Where's this baby?" Lao Ma pointed to Zhou Zhou, who was squinting and asked Gui Ying.

"Upstairs, on the seventeenth floor, playing with Yangyang since childhood, no, no! The two of them knew each other before they were born! Gui Ying couldn't help but smile when she said the last sentence.

Dingdingding...... The old horse's phone rang.

The old horse chatted in Shaanxi dialect, and the two children in the living room listened strangely and competed to imitate it.

"What's the matter...... Hahaha......"

"What's the matter! Hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"It's a little painful! Giggle......"

"Huh? Jaw pain...... Hahaha......"

The old horse hung up the phone, and the two dolls pointed at him and giggled, but the old horse fell into deep thought. Kaijiang, who is in charge of tap water in the village, called him and asked him for the contact information of that old duan, and Lao Ma secretly wondered if he still wanted to ask him? There are several people in the village - Pig Baby, Zhimin, and Sheng...... Turning his head and thinking about it, the pig baby was no longer there last year, and Zhimin was so old that he didn't care about it for many years, and He Sheng went to live with his son in Xinjiang. No, the old people in the village who can be contacted are now the most senior.

Lao Ma asked Kaijiang why he wanted Lao Duan's phone at this time, and why he didn't water the ground a few days ago, and Kaijiang said that Lao Duan was long gone - he had cancer in March and left! He asked for a phone call to ask Lao Duan's son for the old account book of Majiatun for watering water! Lao Ma was taken aback when he heard that Lao Duan was gone. I was angry in my heart: why didn't anyone tell him about this!

Lao Duan's name is Duan Feng, and he is in charge of water diversion and irrigation in the town, and he has been working for more than 50 years, running from village to village. Every year when it is Majiatun's turn to water the ground, he will come to Lao Ma's house to sit and have a cup of tea and get through all kinds of gossip in the town. Lao Ma and Lao Duan's friendship has lasted for more than 30 years. When I first met him, it was on the Huanggan Canal, a short tunic with a cigarette under a cap, a pair of rubber shoes covered in mud, and a pair of black tall rain boots in the snakeskin bag behind the girder bicycle, and he always carried his shovel...... In Duanjia Town, the people who have been exposed to the mud of the Yellow River the most in the past 50 years are none other than him. The man who replaced him was appointed in the morning, but where are the people who remember him?

Lao Ma and Lao Duan, they both love to eat mutton steamed buns, they always wear a peaked cap, they are used to making tea in a large jar, they only smoke the tobacco leaves they bought, they all love to listen to Qin dialect and sing Qin dialect, they all know a little erhu, they all have two sons and one daughter, and they have eaten public food for most of their lives...... Once they were surprised, happy, and cherished that they had too much in common with each other, but now this too much commonality brings only sadness to the old horse. He was grieving himself through Lao Duan. When a person who has lived a short life leaves, all he sees is the bustle of the world, and when he has lived a long life, he hears and sees the desolation of the end. The old horse had long thought that he was used to it, and it seemed that he was only used to the passing of those things that did not matter to him.

Kaijiang's phone call asking for contact information ruthlessly dragged the old horse into the abyss of sadness in the world, and he couldn't get out for a long time.

At eleven o'clock, Zhou Zhou's mother picked up Zhou Zhou. After the two of them cooked, the family sat together for lunch. After lunch, Zhiyuan took a lunch break, Tsai Tsai was lying in the house looking at the IPAD, and the husband and wife also went back to the house to rest for a while. The old horse is still on the balcony, immersed in the past and unable to get out.

At one o'clock, the little three packed up and went out. The sudden silence in the house deepened the old horse's sorrow. Yang Yang woke up at almost three o'clock, and saw that her parents, mother and brother were gone, so she had no choice but to move to the living room to join her new elderly friend.

The old horse was lying on the sofa in the middle and stared at him in a daze, and he didn't know that the ripples were coming. Yangyang held a plastic toy puppy and quietly lay on the easternmost sofa and pushed the puppy to play. Seeing the plaster on the old horse's legs and feet, he was curious, so he used the plaster as a running track for the puppy, pushing the puppy back and forth to play. The old horse opened his eyes when he heard the sound, saw Yangyang beside him, and smiled slightly. She was like a little moon, shining on his face, and his black face was bathed in an endless stream of quiet moonlight, which was really beautiful!

Yangyang saw that the old horse woke up, so he pushed the puppy all the way past the sofa to the old horse's left hand, followed the pitted and wrinkled skin all the way, and walked the puppy onto the old horse's shoulder. The old horse squinted and saw that it was a black and white cartoon puppy the size of a peanut shell, and the four legs of the puppy were four small pulleys. From time to time, the old man looked at each other and did not say a word. Yangyang only used the old horse's arm as a mountain road, and walked the puppy back and forth several times.

"Why did you come to my house?" Having lost all the fun, Yangyang stood on the forehead of the old horse and asked tentatively in a whisper.

"Hmm...... Because I'm old. With a rippling tone, the old horse whispered, the voice was as small as a whisper between their ancestors and grandchildren.

"Do you have a home of your own?"

"I have!" The old horse is right.

"Then why do you want to live in my house when you're old?"

"Because I'm your mom's dad and your family!"

"No, you're not my mom's dad, you're my dad!" Yang Yangyang pouted and made a small face.

"How do you know?" The old horse raised his eyes and asked her.

"Because my mom didn't call you dad, but my dad kept calling you dad, dad......"

The old horse was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled and said to Yangyang: "You little foolish fairy is very good at talking, and I still treat you as a fool and a stuffy person!" Just like your second uncle! ”

"I'm not a fool! You're the bastard! Yang Yang poked the old horse's ear with his little finger.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Okay, good, I'm a fool! The old horse, who was accused of being a fool, laughed again and again.

"Do you know what a fool is?" The old horse asked.

"Hmm...... I really don't know about this! Do you know what a fool is? Yangyang lowered his head and pushed the puppy and asked.

"Hahaha...... Oops! What a fool! Sizzle...... You've got to ask Grandpa! The old horse put his fingers on his stomach and couldn't understand it. After a while, he would say to himself: "The one who picked up the good is the one who is good!" ”