From time to time, firecrackers are set off, and the houses of the New Year bloom in turn like flowers.

Zhang Mian's family finished lunch and counted the New Year.

Zhang Mian carried a stool and sat at the door to bask in the sun, and his grandmother was just about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but was stopped by his eldest sister.

She has this one skill, grandma didn't do it right this time, she shouldn't compete with her, and it's best not to do things that take people's jobs.

The second sister brushed the cutting board, cut a piece of pork belly, and prepared the dumpling filling, and the idle grandmother sat next to her and watched the second sister work with a peaceful face.

The lazy sun shone on Zhang Mian's face on the New Year's afternoon, not the sound of firecrackers, like hypnotic music, Zhang Mian sat on the chair and took a nap.

"Go to the house and sleep under the covers." Just as Zhang Mian fell asleep, his mother stood in front of her with a broom and woke him up.

Fortunately, it's not a mallet, and I feel my butt hurt when I see the mallet open.

Zhang Mian's mother couldn't be idle for a moment, if she wasn't busy with business, she would be in front of and outside the house, either holding a pair of shoes to be dried in her hand, or holding a broom with half of the cloth strip off.

His mother is on par with Hu Dong in this regard, and she is ready to scare you at any time.

Zhang Mian wiped the saliva from his mouth and looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

"I'm not sleeping, I'm going to play with Cao Xiaoshan." Zhang Mian stretched his waist and went to Xiaoshan's house.

The family had just finished eating, and the leftovers on the table had not yet been collected.

I saw Cao Xiaoshan's parents arguing.

"As soon as you finish eating, you have to run to the church, so you stay in the church and don't come back." A sarcoma under the right eye of Koyama's father beats up and down as he speaks, like a hospital measuring heartbeat.

There have been many times when Zhang Mian saw his sarcoma and had the urge to go up and touch it, but seeing Cao Xiaoshan's father's serious face, Zhang Mian still hasn't done it.

"You play cards every day and you are embarrassed to talk about me, God remembers your sins, and will judge you when the time comes."

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Xiaoshan saw that Zhang Mian had arrived, and he walked out at once, when his parents quarreled, Zhang Mian didn't see him persuade him to fight, either he stood next to him in a daze or grabbed his cat's head and rubbed it.

"Let's go, go around the gate of the mine, and hear that there is a big store, and there are twenty of your houses." Zhang Mian said.

Xiaoshan and Zhang Mian walked south along the road in front of his house, about 200 meters, Yanzi's house was in the village on the right, and then 100 meters west to her house.

Smoke rises from confetti from firecrackers along the road, and lit firecrackers explode from time to time.

When Xiaoshan and Zhang Mian were in elementary school, every Chinese New Year, they would go together to pick up firecrackers that did not explode after other people's firecrackers were set off, from the five forks in the west to the power supply station in the east, and from Sheng Zhuangzi in the north to the mine gate in the south.

Especially when you pick up the big thunder that didn't explode at the end, the happy energy can definitely make your mouth smile to your chin.

Happiness always comes with sadness.

The premise of the happiness of picking up firecrackers is that if you pick it up, it will not explode, and if it explodes, you will be tragic.

If the small cannon in front of a cannon does not explode in the hand with an electric light cannon, it will hurt for a day and three days, and if the big thunder in the back explodes in the hand, in addition to going to the hospital for treatment, there is a full meal waiting to go home.

Zhang Mian was blown up by a small cannon, Xiaoshan was blown up by a big thunderbolt, he went to the hospital and was bandaged, but he just didn't admit that he was beaten because of this, and he was not ashamed to be beaten.

Along the way, Zhang Mian and Xiaoshan talked and laughed, and when they passed by the village where the swallow was, Zhang Mian's heart beat and nervous inexplicably.

How he wished that at this moment, Yanzi walked slowly from the path behind her house and met Zhang Mian unexpectedly.

Reality is not as arbitrary as fiction, and the author can add and alter as much as he likes in this side of the world.

Zhang Mian swore to the haggard face in the mirror that the swallow did not appear that day, which made Zhang Mian's nervous heart relax at the same time, but also with an indescribable loss.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Lu and Xiaoshan walked to the store, which was opened by a Fujianese and had only been open for less than a month.

The store was supposed to be a medium-sized supermarket at the time, but the locals of Zhangjiacun still used to call it a store.

The price of the store is negotiable, but the price of the goods in this big store is not negotiable.

Because it was the afternoon of the New Year, there were not many people in the store, Cao Xiaoshan's expression was very calm, after all, he was a real supermarket person in Fengcheng, and according to him, a good pair of shoes there cost thousands of yuan.

Xiaoshan still calmly weighed some melon seeds, and walked behind Zhang Mian naturally when he went out to check out, and Zhang Mian paid as a matter of course.

When he went back, when he was about to pass by the village where Yanzi was located again, Zhang Mian knew that if he didn't open his mouth again, he would lose the meaning of looking for Cao Xiaoshan.

And this time Cao Xiaoshan started more heavily, and bought pumpkin seeds in the supermarket, three yuan and four cents.

The plastic bag containing the melon seeds was still in his hand, and he didn't hesitate to take it home if he couldn't finish it.

"Do you know where the swallows live?" When he was about to walk to a barber shop, Zhang Mian still opened his mouth.

"I know, you want to see her house." Cao Xiaoshan looked suddenly enlightened. "You hurry up and grab a handful of melon seeds, I'll put the melon seed bag in my pocket and freeze my hands."

"I'll go home and get you a bottle of crooked oil, don't tell me what I gave you, my mother knows it's not happy."

"Okay, don't be polite to me. Let me tell you that my classmate and I went to her house when we were in the first year of junior high school, and she raised silkworms. ”

"Her family will be at home when you go."

"At home, her dad brought us candy to eat, are you going now?"

"No, you come with me to their village, it seems that there are other classmates in the village too."

For the next hour or so, Zhang Mian and Cao Xiaoshan walked around the small village where Yanzi could walk in five minutes.

At first, some people's dogs watched them pass by the door, and they kept a certain alert and barked twice, and half an hour later, when the two of them passed by, they fell asleep on their stomachs without opening their eyes.

If these stupid dogs were so careless now, it would be a night's life.

Zhang Mian didn't actually turn around, he took Yanzi's house as the center point, with a radius of 20 meters, and walked in a circle in the village.

"Or we go directly to her house, she should be at home, my labor protection shoes are sweaty."

"Let's go back, I don't dare to go to her house, I heard that her mother is more fierce."

"You're like the big bad wolf who wants to eat Little Red Riding Hood, whose family has to guard against people like you."

"What do I look like Little Red Riding Hood?"

"I'm sure you're a stuffy ruffian." Cao Xiaoshan looked at Zhang Mian and put such a label on Zhang Mian very seriously.

Zhang Mian now thinks that what Cao Xiaoshan said is completely correct, he is a sullen ruffian.

When Cao Xiaoshan was reluctant to leave, the two of them sat on the earthen block behind the house of a family.

Zhang Mian looked at Yanzi's house quietly across a pond, a thatched house, and a small road, with a happy face.