Some time after eating at noon, An Luan walked to the toilet and saw Liu Zhiye behind the house.

"Liu Zhiye!" An Luan looked at him in surprise, only to see that he was carrying a large basket in his hand, and there were several wooden sticks lying in the basket.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm idle, so I'm carrying a big basket here to collect firewood, and I'll see you by the way."

An Luan felt strange that he would pick up firewood when he picked it up, and he didn't pick it up anywhere else, but only picked it up behind his aunt's house. This was the first time that An Luan was puzzled and strange about his thoughts, and I didn't know what he thought this time.

"I'm going to pick it up with you, but don't get me wrong, I'm not going to pick it up for you, but I'm going home to pick it up with you, and the firewood I picked up doesn't belong to you."

"I know you've made it clear enough."

So the two of them went together to collect firewood, and they collected it from dawn until dark.

At noon the next day, the aunt didn't let An Luan go to collect firewood.

"Don't pick up firewood in the future, there is no shortage of firewood at home, look at the injuries on your hands." The aunt took An Luan's hand and looked at An Luan's injured hand, frowned and said distressed and blamed.

An Luan's hand had the warmth on her aunt's fingertips, which warmed her heart all the way......... Until she grew up, An Luan still remembered it so clearly, she remembered the temperature on her aunt's fingertips; She still remembers the strength of her aunt holding her hand, which contained distress, which was a mother's care for her child.

She looked at An Luan's eyes so soft, so distressed, so concerned, An Luan indulged in it, An Luan had an illusion: Aunt is her mother, and she is her caring child; How An Luan wished she was her mother, how good that would be.

An Luan is very envious of Sister Nan Nan, who can have such a good mother.

An Luan made a decision in her heart, she still had to pick up firewood, because she still wanted her aunt to feel sorry for her; An Luan also wants to do a lot of work for her aunt, because she wants her aunt to love her.

The aunt may not know how much strength her gentle words will give An Luan, as long as her gentle words make An Luan willing to do anything.

An Luan and Liu Zhiye sometimes take bamboo poles to reach the dry branches on the tree, and sometimes they carry a large basket to pick up branches on the ground, and they like to pull out the dead rattan roots, because a rattan root will burn very long.

They don't feel tired doing this, they feel happy.

Anluan took it for her pleasure.

They can be said to be doing their work, forgetting to go home, and they are reluctant to go home until dark.

"Let's go, don't pick it up."

"Good. I'll finish picking this up later. An Luan saw that there were many thick branches on the other side of the river, so An Luan couldn't help but run over to pick them up, and as soon as she picked up the sticks, she picked them all up, and wanted to pick them all up or it would be wasted.

"It's getting dark, let's go."

An Luan was silent.

"What do you see is that?"

An Luan turned around and suddenly saw that the strange place of legend was glowing brightly.

An Luan was taken aback.

She struggled to pick up the bamboo basket, "Wait for me, hum, wait for me." An Luan was frightened and cried.

Liu Zhiye still resolutely went his own way and left her alone.

An Luan released a big trick, every time she released a big trick, Liu Zhiye didn't disagree, An Luan's big trick was, "If you don't wait for me, I won't be friends with you." ”

Liu Zhiye really gave in helplessly, like every time she said this.

He walked over and carried it with An Luan, carrying his basket in one hand and An Luan's basket in the other.

An Luan looked back at the raging flames.

"Liu Zhiye Liu Zhiye said that it could be a ghost fire, I heard others say that the place where the fire was lit was very weird, what we see now will not be a ghost fire, right?! No, probably not, the two of us won't be so unlucky, right? ”

"That's how bad luck it is."

"Huh? What did you say? Why are you in such a hurry? Liu Zhiye's hurried footsteps made An Luan even more scared.

Thankfully, the house was not far from the frightening place, and they hurried for a while to arrive.

Fortunately, the aunt's tricycle was left at the aunt's house, so the aunt was able to make a smart proposal to let Liu Zhiye ride the tricycle home, because his two baskets were too heavy and it was inconvenient to walk at night.

An Luan helped him carry the two baskets to the car, and although he said that he didn't need to carry them, An Luan still stubbornly wanted to carry the two baskets of wooden sticks to the car with him. I don't know why An Luan sometimes feels inexplicably ashamed and guilty in the face of him.

Liu Zhiye rode away on a tricycle.

An Luan saw him riding a tricycle through the potholed mud, sometimes standing up and pedaling hard.

There was silence, darkness under the invisible sky, and An Luan only heard him riding the tricycle, and the old tricycle made the sound of the old one.

His figure walked farther and farther away, and gradually and gradually he was about to fall into complete darkness.

An Luan looked at him surrounded by darkness.

"Isn't he afraid? Walking alone at night, if I were to say, I would probably be afraid that it would be difficult to walk an inch. ”

An Luan suddenly felt a little annoyed with herself, remembering that she had told him that she was going to her aunt's house, when she passed by an acre of land, An Luan pointed to a grave in the field and said, "You see that there is a big hole in the grave, I heard others say that her son is not filial, after she died, she scribbled her up with a mat and buried her, and covered her with a cauldron, which is considered to build a house for her, and within a year or two the cauldron was rusty and broke a big hole, and people said that she climbed out to find his son to seek revenge...... I heard that his son had a lot of bad luck, first his daughter-in-law splashed oil and disfigured when she fried sugar cakes, and then he was killed by lightning when he answered the phone. ”

An Luan whispered, his eyes frightened at the grave with a big hole in the ground.

"It's a rumor made up by someone else."

"Really. It is impossible for others to make up the tragedy of their family for no reason. ”

"I mean, it's possible that her daughter-in-law was disfigured, and it's possible that her son died, but it's absolutely fake that ridiculous thing she crawled out of the grave to seek revenge on his son."

"I believe that there is retribution in this world, and I believe that bad people will be rewarded for bad things, and good people will be rewarded for good."

"I believe it too." Liu Zhiye said seriously.

"When he passed by that acre, would he have thought of the story I told him? Wouldn't it be scary? ”

Thinking of this, An Luan opened his mouth eagerly, An Luan eagerly wanted to call out that name, the person named Liu Zhiye, he was her best friend, he was a very good person to her, and in an instant, An Luan had an impulse and eagerness, calling him to stop him and tell him I will go with you, don't be afraid.

An Luan opened his mouth...... But he had already gone far ahead, maybe he hadn't gone far, but the thick darkness had covered him.

"Where has he gone? Are you about to get to that acre? …… I'm going to be with him so that he doesn't have to be afraid. ”

An Luan ran a few steps, and when the swishing cold wind blew across her face, An Luan hesitated and slowly stopped.

An Luan looked at the endless darkness, with cowardly tears flashing in his eyes, Liu Zhiye I want to say to you again, "Don't be friends with me anymore, I'm not worthy." ”

An Luan bit her lip and bit it tightly, she wanted to bite it and bite it to bleed, she wanted to punish herself for her cowardice!

"Liu Zhiye, I'm not worthy to be friends with you, I'm not worthy! Anluan, why are you so cowardly? Why are you so cowardly?!! ”

At nine o'clock in the morning, Liu Zhiye walked into his aunt's house again and came to look for her.

Before he walked into the courtyard, An Luan was still in a daze, worried about him in his heart.

Hearing the sound of his light footsteps, An Luan immediately turned his head to look at the courtyard, and saw Liu Zhiye An Luan's heart was like a dark cloudy sky, which was opened up with a rainbow, and suddenly became brilliant.

"Liu Zhiye, were you okay yesterday?" An Luan asked cowardly.

"What? What do you mean? Liu Zhiye stopped his paintbrush and looked at An Luan inquiringly.

An Luan said with some hesitation, "You went home alone last night, aren't you afraid?" ”

"Afraid of what? I'm not afraid of anything. ”

An Luan breathed a sigh of relief, "You don't want to go home so late in the future, okay?" ”

He looked at An Luan for a moment, "Okay." ”

"Liu Zhiye, you are painting Sun Wukong again, you blame you for liking him. Why do you like him? What do you like about him? ”

"There's no reason to like it."

"Cut! Perfunctory. ”

There was a dark aunt in the house who walked in with a pickaxe in her hand, "Let's go to the ground." ”

"Auntie, can I not go?"

"No, I'm not worried about you being at home by yourself, I'm afraid that others will beat you again."

Since An Luan was beaten by the second child, the aunt didn't worry about leaving An Luan alone at home, and always took An Luan with her on the ground.

She works in the fields, and An Luan plays in the shade of the trees, and sometimes she asks An Luan to do small tasks within her ability, such as: pulling weeds... Something.

"It's not that I'm still at home with him."

"Obedient mountains."

An Luan had no choice but to follow his aunt to the field obediently, and Liu Zhiye also went with them, carrying a big basket in his hand.

"What are you doing with a basket? You're not going to go out into the field to pick up maize straw, are you? Hehe! An Luan joked with him.

"My aunt said that she didn't worry about you at home, and she didn't say that she was not allowed to go to other places."

"Really, auntie?"

"You can go wherever you want, but someone has to go with you, so I can rest assured that it will be safe."

"Definitely, definitely." An Luan said happily.

"I'm going to take a basket to collect firewood, too." An Luan snatched the key that his aunt didn't have time to put in his pocket.

"Let's go! I'll go get a basket at home!"

The aunt looked at An Luan and smiled.

"What's your name?"

"His name is Liu, and his name is An Xiaoming. Hee-hee! If it weren't for Liu Zhiye glancing at An Luan coldly, An Luan would have almost said that his name was Liu Zhiye.

"Xiao Ming, I heard Luan Luan say that you will go to her house with her in the afternoon to get clothes?"

"Yes, auntie."