(On the barn field, Xiao Bingheng was dragging Chunxia in circles with a motorcycle.) Chunxia's face was flushed, and her hands were on Xiao Bingheng's shoulders. As soon as the car slowed down, Chunxia's erect chest squeezed straight to Xiao Bingheng's back without any scruples, and it was flattened)

Xiao Minliang is a barefoot doctor, honest and honest. After marrying a beautiful female teacher, Guixiang came back, she was as happy as if she had picked up a diamond. Worshipping her like a goddess, not only insisted on stepping on the high-end wedding car "Shanghai Load Phoenix" every day, and took her to and from work in Panlong Township Middle School, ten miles away on the other side of the river, but also forbade her to do any housework. Not to mention going to the fields to do farm work. Even the water for washing her feet before going to bed at night was beaten. This cinnamon fragrance is indeed the best among women, not only beautiful as a flower, but also good at singing and dancing; And he is knowledgeable and wise. It's a pity that God is jealous and red-faced, and this persistent and heavy love only lasted for more than a year, and he died halfway due to Guixiang's dystocia. Xiao Minliang has changed since then, depressed and depressed all day long.

For Xiao Bingheng, the son who inherited a pulse of incense, Xiao Minliang both loved and hated. What is loved is those who have come, and what is hated is that those who have passed away. Xiao Minliang's requirements for children are almost harsh, and he let him cook on the fire at the age of five; At the age of six, he was asked to grow vegetables and collect firewood; He was sent to school at the age of seven, and he was required to score above 90 points in all subjects. Otherwise, corporal punishment is applied. It's a handshaker again, and it's a butt pumping. Later, he was forced to read a medicine book that was more boring than English words; Learn medical skills that are more troublesome than the I Ching gossip. I really don't know if he did this out of concern for his children or for his own venting. It is precisely because of such strictness that Xiao Bingheng became a young man and became an old man, and he was able to be the master of the house at the age of thirteen. He can also assist his father in prescribing and dispensing medicines and seeing patients for others. On an afternoon in the golden autumn of this year, Xiao Bingheng came home from school and smelled a pungent smell of pesticides when he entered the door. Realizing that something was wrong, he ran into the room, and his father was foaming at the mouth and had died of poisoning on an old bed that lay flat on the floor. He was holding a bouquet of fragrant osmanthus flowers in his hand, and the content of the suicide note on his chest was very simple:

Heng'er, since your mother passed away, your father's heart has died.

I just can't let you go. Daddy is fragile by nature, and he wants you to be strong.

Please forgive Daddy for torturing you for so many years. There are five under the pillow

10,000 dollars, you can spend it however you want! There are difficulties elsewhere

Forgot to find Uncle Ren and Aunt Lian next door. Remember, I'm going to be buried

At your mother's grave.

Father's pen was written on X year, X month, X day

It turned out to be a plan, a thirteen-year premeditation. In the elderly, it hurts the heart and lungs; In the next life, it is miserable. For a man who is immersed in nostalgia, there is no greater grief than deliberately letting his underage child lose his father early; For a child who has not yet reached adulthood, the greatest cruelty is to have to accept the cruel preparation of adults without psychological preparation. In Hades, the wife had a companion; In the world, the child has no one to rely on. Xiao Bingheng didn't cry, not without sadness, but without tears. He was silent and finished cleaning up his father's funeral with the help of Uncle Ren and Aunt Lian. Then, he dropped out of school. That year, he had just finished elementary school.

The river is wide; The water is fast; Penny is heavy; The oars are heavy, but the child is small. But the very young children are not inferior to the adults in the level of rowing the boat to cross the river offshore. He was able to send a brother and sister of about his age across the river every morning to study, and he would pick them up smoothly in the afternoon after school. Together they went up to the mountains to chop wood, gather mushrooms, and pick wild fruits; Go to the field together to fish for yellow eels, dig loaches, and catch crabs; Jumping elastic bands, kicking balls, playing hide and seek together; Let's look at the sun of "Panlong Ridge"; Listen to the wind and rain of the "Charming Valley"; Mu the moonlight of the "Pearl Pond". They are the young Chun Geng Chunxia and Xiao Bingheng. But now, all of this is a thing of the past, and it's hard to remember. They both grew up and began to care about love and career. They bid farewell to their carefree innocence and ushered in a sentimental youth.

Chun Geng and Xiao Bingheng grew up together since childhood, and they are buddies in crotch pants, and the relationship is so natural that the subway can no longer be iron. But no matter how iron-clad a relationship is, add the impurities of jealousy, selfishness, or arrogance. and shattered into broken bricks and tiles. When the village chief's father recommended Xiao Bingheng to the township as a forest ranger, Chun Geng only wondered why his father didn't take this errand over to his son. After all, he is two years older than Xiao Bingheng in Chungeng, and he is idle at home and has nothing to do. But thinking that the ranger was a drudger who crossed mountains and offended people, he didn't say anything. But when he saw Xiao Bingheng riding a Jialing motorcycle specially equipped by the Forestry Bureau, carrying a double-barreled shotgun and wearing a red silk armband from the countryside, he immediately broke the vinegar jar. He put the grain burden on his shoulders on the lawn at the door, turned around and returned home, rushed into the back room, angrily ripped off the clothes that Lian Lian was sewing on his hands, and said angrily: "Mom! Who is Ren Jingxian's son? ”

"Spring ploughing, what's wrong with you? Why are you talking like that? Nothing big or small. Lian Lian took Chun Geng's hand and asked eagerly.

"Who can't do this ranger? Don't you see that I'm idle? ”

"What Fulin Garden? Mom hasn't heard of it! Lian Lian listened to the ranger as Fulin Garden.

"You'll find out if you come out and have a look." Chun Geng, in turn, took his mother's hand and pulled him outside, and the scene had given birth to a new change.

On the barn field, Xiao Bingheng was dragging Chunxia in circles with a motorcycle, Chunxia's face was flushed, and her hands were on Xiao Bingheng's shoulders. As soon as the car slowed down, Chunxia's upright chest squeezed straight to Xiao Bingheng's back without any scruples, and it was flattened. As soon as the car accelerated, it bounced back again, and it was really spring. Many people gathered around to watch the excitement. Lian Lian originally liked Bingheng's pragmatism and ability, but she preferred her son. She also wants Chunxia to be nice to him, but she doesn't like his unfortunate background. Because Lian Lian believes in taboos, he is afraid of bad luck. The reluctance in her heart and the dissatisfaction of her son burned her anger.

"Chunxia, you're shameless. You come down for me! Even Lian was surprised when she shouted these words. She had never spoken to a child so harshly.

"Are we shameless? Inexplicable. "The first time Chunxia sat on a motorcycle, she was already scared and red-faced. For the sake of face, he refused to stop the car. was so troubled by my mother, and I felt wronged. Before the car could stop steadily, he staggered and jumped down, ran home with a pout, rushed into his room, bolted the door, and fell on the bed and cried.

Xiao Bingheng didn't squeak, he lowered his head, didn't look at anyone, and pushed the motorcycle to go home.

The villagers left in disappointment. The barn that receded from the heat was cold.