Chapter 1: One of the Boys on the Subway
Zhizhi was screaming hoarsely, screaming so much that the weather was dripping with sweat.
I don't know what kind of breed this kind is, it's very big, with a dark black body, and as soon as it enters summer, it raises its throat and screams endlessly.
Especially on the big banyan tree downstairs, which is a little old, it was originally a place for uncles and aunts in the community to cool off in the summer.
Ever since those who had been forced to enter the field, no one dared to visit there anymore, because the treetops would always rain one after another. That thing was drenched on people, sticky, and very uncomfortable.
This night, the black one had been screaming on the window lattice for an hour, and he couldn't get rid of it.
Xiao Zhuang closed the window tightly in annoyance, and the knowledge became more and more presumptuous, and the scream became louder.
The mother came out of the back room and glared at Xiao Zhuang fiercely.
"How long has it been since you screamed, and you pretended not to hear?"
"I'm sorry, I'll get rid of it right away."
"How can you not kill it after arguing for so long?"
"Okay, I'll kill it."
This night, for children growing up in the city, it is not easy to catch that knower.
When Xiao Zhuang finally found a way to stick to Zhi on the Internet, the huge Zhi Zhi seemed to have a premonition, and when Xiao Zhuang opened the window, he flapped his wings and flew away.
The mother stood at the door and said to Xiao Zhuang with a disgusted expression.
"Don't you feel ashamed that a big man can't even catch him?"
On this sweltering night, under the big banyan tree downstairs, a young man was tinkering with something with a pole.
The security uncle of the community went to see it once, and found that this young man was sticking to him, so he didn't care about him anymore.
At 12 o'clock in the morning, the young man returned home with a small plastic bucket.
Back at home, push open the mother's bedroom door.
"Mom, my son will make you a supper tonight."
His mother, who was lying on the bed, ignored him and gave him a roll of the eye.
When a large plate of fried oil was placed on the table, my mother was already sitting at the table waiting.
Opening a bottle of red wine is a perfect match for the full, oily Zhizhi.
In a short time, the plate was gone.
"How? Is it tasty? I'll do it for you tomorrow night, anyway, there are too many people on the tree to count. ”
The mother did not speak, wiped her mouth and went back to her room.
The next night, the young man appeared again under the tree.
In the evening, there was an extra plate of fried food on the table.
On the third night, the young man came again under the tree.
In the evening, another plate was fried on the table.
Mother is wearing that beautiful retro cheongsam, elegant and generous, she was a beauty when she was young, and now although she is old, she still has charm.
She sat down at the table and frowned when she saw the plate fried.
"Son, it's okay to eat fried food once in a while, not to mention the endless greasy, it's not healthy, can't you change the way?"
"Okay, I'll look it up on the Internet to see if there's any other way to eat."
Mother shook the chopsticks: "What to check, can't you eat it raw?" ”
"Okay, let's eat it raw tomorrow night."
The mother turned around before returning to her house and said, "Don't forget to buy some mustard, it should taste good with it." ”
On the fourth night, the young man appeared under the tree with a bamboo pole.
The security guard came to watch the battle with nothing to do.
"Young man, you have done a good thing, and this summer, many residents have said that it affects their rest. You come to catch it every night, I'm afraid that in a few days, all the knowledge on this tree should be glued. ”
Xiao Zhuang smiled and said: "No, my mother has a light sleep, and she is about to have a nervous breakdown when she knows it." The little dealer lives on the third floor, and the two bedrooms are facing the big banyan tree, which has been affected by many years, especially the mother, who has become irritable in the summer, and these are the faults of these acquaintances.
The security guard uncle said again: "I haven't seen your mother for a long time, how is her health?" ”
"It's hot, she doesn't like to go out."
"That is, if she has that kind of illness, she should rest at home, and don't get out of the heat when it's hot."
In the evening, a basket of fat and well-washed was put on the table, and the mustard was placed in the plate.
Mother changed into a light green retro gauze skirt today, in Xiaozhuang's eyes, mother is beautiful, that kind of intellectual beauty.
She sat down at the table, put on her gloves, picked up a moving one from the basket, plucked her head, dipped it in mustard, and bit it down, with a feeling of bursting pulp.
She nodded and gave a rare compliment: "Well, it tastes good, son, give mom a glass of red wine!" It's a shame not to go with red wine. ”
It can be seen that her appetite is good, and the basket is known, the mother and son are accompanied by red wine, and there is no one left.
Ten days later, the big banyan tree downstairs was quiet.
Mother sat on the sofa and sighed: "I'm really not used to having a late-night supper." ”
He smiled and said, "As long as my mother likes to eat, I'll get it for you somewhere else." ”
On the eleventh night, there were two dishes on the table, one fried and the other still wriggling.
Twenty days later, there were media reports.
said that there was a big filial son in Chunyang City, and his sick mother loved to eat, and his son went out every night rain or shine for his mother.
The media called Xiaozhuang one of the top ten people who moved China in 2019
There are two sides to everything, and when this newspaper came out, there were many restaurants that wanted to cook a big meal for Xiaozhuang's mother for free.
Xiaozhuang no longer has to spend half a night and half a night looking for a place to know.
The headache is that not only do media reporters often appear downstairs in the community to interview Xiaozhuang and his mother, but neighbors also often come to the door to disturb Xiaozhuang, which makes Xiaozhuang very annoying.
Later, Xiao Zhuang was interviewed by a local TV station in Chunyang City, and in front of the TV camera, Xiao Zhuang said that he was actually an ordinary ordinary person.
His original intention was to let these tireless people shout day and night know not to disturb the people, so they will stick to it. It is not as great as the media reports, he and his mother only want to live the most ordinary life, and do not want to be disturbed by the outside world.
My mother is sick and needs to recuperate, she will not be interviewed by any media, she will not meet anyone, and she hopes that the neighbors will not be overly concerned, and this kind of concern is also a kind of disturbance.
On the night of the TV report, the mother sat on the sofa and finished reading the report, and said to Xiaozhuang before getting up and going back to the bedroom.
"I'm never going to eat that stuff again, and now I want to vomit when I hear those two words."
There was a big meal delivered by the restaurant on the dinner table, and he dumped it all into the trash.
Not only does my mother want to vomit, but I also want to vomit after eating a big meal for so long, and no matter how delicious things are, I can't stand eating them every day.
A few days later, the chirping in the tree downstairs began to call again.
Alas...... It's really a wildfire that can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows again.