In the dream, there are still a few minutes before class ends, and Wu Yang wants to skip class and leave early, I don't agree. But we actually implemented a card-type access control system in class, I looked at the watch showing that there were still five minutes, Wu Yang, who has always been a good girl, swiped the card without any scruples and ran out, and I was uncharacteristically patient waiting for the coming five minutes.

Wu Yang was my childhood playmate, and when her family hadn't moved away, she was only separated from my house by a wall. The yard of her house is open without walls, and the yard of a lonely old man next door to my house, the old man Ding's house is connected, every evening, the surrounding friends like to gather here, skipping rope, jumping bands, jumping horses, playing pictures, playing with stones...... Sometimes I even take my homework after school to the yard and write it with Wu Yang, which is so lively.

When Wu Yang was young, her parents were working in the city, and she would come back every Sunday, and during the holidays, she would take her to the city for a walk, and come back to bring some gadgets that we had not seen, and talk about what she saw and heard in the city, such as the electric staircase in the supermarket, which was particularly fun, and she could also go up by walking backwards, etc., adding envy and yearning to my young heart.

When she was a child, she lived with her grandparents, who were the captain of our team, and in our childhood, he was a good grandfather who was knowledgeable and funny, and he liked us children and often encouraged us to play with Wu Yang in the evening. Then, tell us lots and lots of interesting things, joke with us, tell jokes.

In my memory, one of the deepest jokes is that an old man Ding slipped away, "An old man Ding, owes me two marbles, I said three days to pay it back, he said four days to pay it back, fuck you a big duck egg." Three leeks are three cents, a piece of tofu is six cents and six, and a string of rock sugar gourds is seven cents and seven, this is an old man. He said with a smile as he drew on the ground. And the old man Ding next door always muttered with a sad mouth, he didn't like us children, and always hated us for making his yard dirty and messy, so that he had to clean up for a while, and even when he heard this and was unhappy, he went home and brought a basin of water out to pour his yard and splashed us.

Once the muddy water splashed on Xiaohong's body, Xiaohong was unhappy, so he scolded Old Man Ding, and even made a big shot with Old Man Ding, his young body, in the hands of Old Man Ding, casually 180 degrees, was thrown by Old Man Ding and fell to the ground. Xiaohong cried, that sad.

Wu Yang's grandfather picked up Xiaohong and said, "Why are you doing this, they are all little dolls, why are you angry?"

"Look at the sinking earth in the courtyard of the Ai House, I will water the courtyard of the Ai House, what does it matter to you?" and walked away.

After that, it was Xiaohong's grandmother, and his uncle came to find Old Man Ding to theorize, staged countless reincarnation scolding, and when the sun went down, they went home separately.

The world of adults, the language of adults, and the relationship between adults are like this dialogue, how much can children understand? We can only keep these in our hearts and wait for time to bury him.

Then, at a certain point in time, get a satisfactory answer.

My neighbor's house is old man J, and I am very impressed with him, because he was already a legendary bad old man in his early childhood. It is said that when he was young, he beat his wife away because of his bad habits such as playing cards, drinking, playing and beating his wife, and he did not have a child under his knees when he was old.

In fact, I have met his wife, a very kind grandmother, who used to sit in the yard to collect insoles and give me candy when I was very young.

It was just that some years suddenly disappeared, and I asked my mother, and she said that my grandmother had gone to live in the city, and I thought she was living a happy life.

One year I saw her come back, dressed neater and brighter than the other grandmothers in the village, and brought with her adopted son. It is said that he wants to live again with the old man J, but the old man J disagrees, so he took the broom and beat his wife and adopted son away, and then I never saw the old grandmother again, presumably I really lived a happy and beautiful life in the city with the adopted son.

When I was a child, I liked to read books in the corridor of my house in the evening, because next door was the house of old man J, so I would often watch what he was doing in the yard. In fact, he was often away from home, and seldom cleaned his yard seriously, so that grass grew around his yard, and moss grew on the ground, and later even the roof of his house was covered with moss and bark, and I climbed up to his roof to pick and eat it because I was curious about the taste of the peel gourd. Wu Yang's grandfather is different, his yard is always clean and tidy, but I can't figure out why there are so many leather gourds on the roof of his house.

When the farm is busy and the autumn harvest is over, you will often see Old Man J going in and out alone. And our family is often the busiest time at this time, a yard of corn cobs needs to be cut and tied up and hung up to dry. I remember one time, a few handfuls of corn cobs hanging on the stairs of my house fell into his yard, and my mother asked me to go to his yard to pick them up, but when I picked them up, I happened to meet him coming out of the house, and he scolded, "Little boy, who told you to move the cobs of the house." ”

"This is from the Eyhouse," I said.

"In the courtyard of the Ai house, it is the Ai Wu drop, it is the forehead that put the drop", he came over and snatched the corn cob from my hand, and walked straight into the house.

Leave me alone and look at his back in frustration.

I stayed outside the house for a long time and couldn't get home, and I don't know how to tell my mom that I didn't bring back the bread sticks. It's just a silent thought in her heart, and after a while she can't remember to ask me.

When I got home, my mom asked about the grain sticks, "Where's the grain sticks?" ”

"I just picked it up, and he said it belonged to his family, and he took it," I said timidly.

"That's obviously ours," my mother was so angry that she went to reason with Old Man J.

The result can be imagined, and it was a closed door. Then she came back and scolded me, saying, "You won't just take it and run back." ”

Hey, a lot of things adults say are not for children. If it's for children, don't mind too much. She was just angry at her own incompetence, angry with adults, angry with herself, really not angry with children.

Another time, I was talking to Old Man J, and it was in our hallway. He was alone pouring dried corn kernels into his pocket. I was crawling up the corridor reading a book, and he saw me and said, "Broken girl, come on, I'll give you a glass one, you can help me palm a bag."

I didn't play it when I was a kid, so I went out of curiosity. Then he really gave me a glass bang, and then when I came home, my sister rushed to play with me, and the glass broke after a while. I cried, and my mom scolded, "Don't take other people's things." ”

When I was not yet ten years old, Old Man J died. Died in his own home, and no one knew. Later, one day, the village chief saw that his house was not closed, and when he went in, he saw that the man had been dead for many days.

I remember the year when Old Man J died, my family broke with the other door, and the other door poured our family's food for the winter. But old man J is dead, and no one is buried. After the old man J died, there was nothing valuable in the house, and even the electricity was cut off by the lack of money to pay the electricity bill in the early years, and the house was dark, probably only some glass sold to children for a living.

That time, the village chief came to my house again and asked my parents if they would like to ask for the Zhuangzi land left by Old Man J, more than 3,000 yuan, and then buried Old Man J. My dad suggested that my mom buy it and keep it for the child, but then my mom didn't agree, the child has a way out for the child in the future, what do you want him to do with that house.

Let it be done. Later, the village chief suggested that my uncle buy the house and keep it for his son. That piece of Zhuangzi land eventually became my family's current neighbor's, and it was much more beautiful than my family's construction.

It was also that year that there was another lonely old man in the village, and he couldn't think about it. Afraid that he would die alone at home and no one would find out, he burned his house and was discovered by his neighbors, but he hanged himself on the kang and it was too late.

This lonely old man was the year my family built the house, and when our family lived at my father's friend's house, I knew him, and I often went to his house to play. He is a warm, smiling and kind old man, it is said that when he was young, he had a high vision, and the girls he introduced couldn't look down on, and then he broke his leg while working, and no girl took a fancy to him anymore. Then he lived on his own.

But after he heard what happened to Old Man J, within three months, he couldn't think about it and wanted to die. The house did not burn down, and then he hanged himself on the edge of his own kang.

When the lonely old man was alive, he still had a few valuable belongings, a table, a few chairs, two cabinets, a basin shelf, a hanger, a wardrobe, etc., and flour for the winter. The village chief began to sell his land and the belongings behind him again, and buried him for money. Then my mother bought my family flour from the lonely old man for the winter and two chairs where we could write on our stomachs.

After Xiaohong's mother died, the villagers suddenly began to sympathize with Xiaohong, at least I heard very few people joke about her mother with him anymore.

When we were ten years old, Xiaohong's father brought him back a stepmother and brought a child named Shishi. I only have one side relationship with this woman, at that time my family sold tofu, she came to my house to give my mother money, I saw her fingers as if they had grown in a jacket when they were young, only one joint developed normally, revealing a very small nail cover, and her face was full of smiles. Probably because the rest of our team didn't like her at the time, it seemed to me that she was happy to please everyone. And now, I prefer to believe that she is at least a kind person at heart.

Shi is two years older than us and taller than Xiaohong, but he is often challenged by Xiaohong, but he rarely fights others except when he fights back in self-defense.

As far back as I can remember, I heard Xiaohong say that he didn't like the stone and the woman, and neither did his grandmother and his uncle, so he went out with his father to start a new business. At that time, we were in the third grade, and again, Xiaohong gathered a group of children to beat stones, and drove them to the edge of a cliff more than two stories high, and the stones jumped and escaped. Later, I heard that he was injured a little, so I didn't want to go to school anymore and went out to learn a trade from others.

One year, when I went home for the Chinese New Year, I met my mother on the road shopping, and he was riding an electric tricycle and greeting my mother with a smile.

I asked, Mom, who is he?

My mother, stone, I don't remember!

I said, "Which stone?"

My mother, Xiaohong, his brother.

I said, how can Xiaohong have a brother?

My mother, you don't remember, his father found a stepmother, and he brought that son.

It dawned on me and I asked my mom how he was doing. My mother said with great emotion, Xiaohong and Brother Shi, probably no one in the village thought that Xiaohong also went out to work after the first year of junior high school, but the most promising thing was Shi, who only went to the third grade, he got married, had children, and asked for a Zhuangzi land for himself in the village and built a new building. Life is better than my family's.

And Xiaohong, who went out to work for a few years, I don't know what I went through, before the Chinese New Year, I actually stole something to his house, and was found on the spot, and ran away with a wry smile.

The reincarnation of fate, who can say clearly? What does it have to do with learning? Maybe it's just that if you have good thoughts, you will never be abandoned. With good thoughts, no matter when and where you are, one day, you will wait for spring to come.

When I was a child, because I was short and my limbs were not coordinated, I was one of the few little girls in the class who did not participate in the performance, and I couldn't learn to skip rope, jump rubber bands and other games, just envy in the crowd to talk and laugh. More time, I like to pick up soap clips on Qinglong Ridge, herd sheep, fold black beans, eat wild dates, catch crickets for my cat to eat, and pick up stones in the room where Yang Hucheng ruins are held. So my head is always whimsical, and I have a lot of weird ideas.

Then I felt that only literature could express the strange ideas in my head, but what I had learned could not fully explain it, and I was more eager to explain it clearly. There is a psychology of envy and jealousy here.

Wu Yang, the happiness in life is what I envy and envy. Wu Yang's academic performance is excellent, small and smart, and people like it, and I am even more envious and jealous. In my dreams, a good student like her blatantly skipped class, and was recorded by the card access control system, which is difficult to quibble, and if there is any punishment, it will be severely punished. This is my best friend, but I long for her to come out of the way to resolve the resentment in my heart. I calmly waited for the end of class, what did this mean? In fact, I also aspired to be a good student, and in my dreams, I became such a good student. In college, I tried not to skip a class, to be a good student who was disciplined and well-behaved, and I was in a good mood, and then I did it.