The three of them filled Yun Che's car with gas on the road and had to leave at the intersection of Lin Wenxi's house.

"Have a better winter." Lin Wenxi said with a smile.

Zhao Yuan touched Lin Wenxi's head, then touched Gu Xi's head, and carried a large bag of his own clothes, and suddenly left.

Lin Wenxi, who returned from the snowy night, really surprised Huang Xiya, when she heard Gu Xi marvel that she was driving a motorcycle, she couldn't help but look at Lin Wenxi with admiration, because Lin Ziwei and Hongxuan were still stuck outside and couldn't come back.

The taste of the year is getting heavier and heavier, Lin Wenxi helped Huang Xiya finish the housework, and then took Gu Xi to Zhao Yuan's old site, very strange, that courtyard is clearly divided into nine curves and eighteen bends, Lin Wenxi himself does not have the confidence to fully remember the road, and when he arrives nearby, Lin Wenxi has divine help, every alley mouth, every turn, path, he remembers the same points, as if a wanderer has returned to his hometown, a strange hometown.

Lin Wenxi looked at the red lantern above with some amazement, not knowing that it was the bird flying south that unintentionally swept over the eaves, and its sharp claws pierced a piece of red cloth on it.

The lantern was broken, and the red cloth hung down from it, like an orange that had been peeled and no one ate it, and after a long time, it rotted again. The lintel is stained with dust, cobwebs are all over the place, and I didn't think that I hadn't been here for half a year, and time had grown a barren place here.

Lin Wenxi looked for some rags from a nearby store, and wiped the door with the snow that had not yet melted in the corner of the wall, and suddenly heard someone sigh softly in surprise. Lin Wenxi wiped the corners of his forehead and looked there, and saw Zheng Ziheng walking in from outside the door, looking at him in surprise.

"Wenxi?" Zheng Ziheng asked.

"Zheng. Hello uncle. Lin Wenxi was a little cramped, and his head was already spinning quickly to find a reason for his cleaning.

"Why is Wenxi here? The house has been sold, but the buyer hasn't moved in yet. Zheng Ziheng said. Lin Wenxi was surprised to find that this uncle, who looked like he was in his forties, was actually born with a clear appearance, without any wrinkles on his skin, so delicate that even he was ashamed of himself. His slightly flushed face and slightly shy appearance did not look like a person who had been through the vicissitudes of the world for a long time. Thinking about it, Lin Wenxi couldn't help but become bold.

"If you sell it, you have to make a good impression on the buyer." Lin Wenxi said with a smile.

"Oh, oh, yes, yes." Zheng Ziheng vaguely agreed, his eyes fell on the rag in Lin Wenxi's hand, and the jade-carved person beside him, and was about to inquire about the details, Lin Wenxi asked, "Uncle, why are you here?" ”

"My hometown is here, come to visit the New Year, and visit my brother's room by the way." Zheng Ziheng nodded slightly, and his face couldn't hide the tiredness.

"Is Zheng Kai back?" Lin Wenxi asked.

"This year, I'm alone." Zheng Ziheng said.

"Uncle, I'm sorry... Lin Wenxi's expression suddenly darkened.

"You've all done your best, it's all fate." Zheng Ziheng said: "Is Lao Zhao's funeral happening to Ah Yuan?" ”

"I said I went to get cremation after the year."

"Well, yes, I forgot about it after the year."

Lin Wenxi paused, gestured with the rag in his hand, and continued to complete the unfinished business by himself. Zheng Ziheng always had some truth to answer Lin Wenxi's words at first, and as soon as Lin Wenxi finished speaking, he actually stood in place and didn't know what to say, he didn't know what to say, but he didn't know how to speak, hesitated for a moment, turned around and went to a nearby store to borrow a rag. The shopkeeper leaned in his hand in the stove and muttered, "I don't take advantage of the sun to wipe things on this cold day." ”

The three of them wiped the house clean together, smiled at each other, and went down to the restaurant together.

Zheng Ziheng did not shy away from telling everything in detail between himself and Zhao Ming.

That year, there was no Chengnan High School, and there was only one Yangzi Middle School in the county. That year, the students' heads were loaded with all kinds of major events at home and abroad, a monstrous catastrophe was spreading in China, that year the dam collapsed in the Zhumadian Reservoir in Henan, that year the first experimental satellite was successfully launched in China, and that year Jiang Jieshi died.

In the chaotic era of Vientiane, the atmosphere of turmoil spreads everywhere in the school, and the overly ostentatious youth often buries a lot of crazy impulses. At that time, street fights and fights were endless, and both good students and hooligans and ruffians inevitably encountered some losses on the way to and from school.

The autumn wind of that day brought the warmth of the sun, the street at that time was not as open as it was at this time, Linjiang Road was just a dirt road, Zheng Ziheng had no time to enjoy the early autumn roadside camphor exuding a refreshing fragrance, he was surrounded by a group of good students in the corner, desperately guarding his schoolbag, where there were a few yuan of food expenses for half a year and a lot of food stamps.

The story begins with a hero saving a man.

When the men were about to make a move, they were stunned by the roar of the uneven road, and then they found a rustic country boy rushing over with a wooden stick. After several fights, the students who did good things were no better than real ruffians, and they didn't bring any self-defense equipment, and they were beaten up one by one, wailing. It was Zhao Mingjiang, who was one year older than him, who saved Zheng Ziheng, who threw a wooden stick, and limped away regardless of how many punches and kicks he had received. Zhao Ming will use a stick to guard Zheng Ziheng, that fierce expression, almost upside-down brows, and his red-chested face directly tore Zheng Ziheng's heart and broke into his countless dreams.

When Zhao Ming was leaving, Zheng Ziheng only felt that under the blue sky, the young man's dirty burlap clothes were hunting and dancing in the wind, and his figure was as powerful as the heroes in any martial arts novel. Zheng Ziheng forgot to ask Zhao Mingjiang's class, but he met again unexpectedly at school.

At that time, Zhao Mingjiang was still called Zhao Guangli.

Zhao Ming likes to play football, so he goes to practice playing football.

Zhao Ming will like to ponder the clay tiles, and he will admire any small buildings he has built himself.

Zhao Ming only had beans and sauerkraut for dinner, and he took out the white steamed buns he made at home.

Zhao Ming will walk back to his hometown from Yangtze County every week, Zheng Ziheng will take a miscanthus and kick the stones with him all the way to his hometown, and finally Zheng Ziheng took out the pocket money he had accumulated for a long time, and stole a lot from home by the way, helped Zhao Mingjiang buy a second-hand dilapidated bicycle, and then proudly accompanied him from the first year of junior high school to graduation.

At that time, the happiest thing was to be able to ride back to his hometown from here every week, Zhao Ming strengthened himself in the back position of the car, Zheng Ziheng sat sideways behind him, leaning on Zhao Ming's wet back, blowing the wind all the way to the countryside, and accompanying him to do housework. Sometimes Zhao Ming will be too hot and take off his shirt, Zheng Ziheng will help him hold his shirt and hug Zhao Ming's strong waist and abdomen.

After two years, Zheng Ziheng has become black and thin from a fair-skinned teenager, and his original jade-like hands are full of cocoons, but he went to a high school in the provincial capital with good academic results and full of calluses, and Zhao Ming will think that the school is useless, go back to the countryside to farm, and by the way, tinker with his mason work. Zheng Ziheng was forced by the pressure of the intellectual family, so he had to go to the provincial capital to go to high school, tired of work during the day, self-study at night, and would run back to the countryside to help Zhao Mingjiang accumulate work during the holidays, and became half of the child of Zhao Mingjiang's family.

At the age of 20, Zheng Ziheng graduated from high school and was arranged to return to Yangzi Middle School to work as an ordinary archives manager. In the chaotic work, he received a letter from Zhao Mingjiang, inviting him to return to his hometown to catch up.

However, the letter came a few days late.

When Zheng Ziheng ran back to the countryside excitedly and a little uneasily, he saw a big red list posted on the lintel of Zhao's house, which said "Glory to Military Families", he turned around and saw a green military truck carrying the enlisted young people recruited here, driving out along the street, and both sides of the road were full of people singing and dancing to see off, and there was even a lion dance team.

In the sound of crackling firecrackers, Zheng Ziheng rushed out of the crowd and chased the truck and shouted Zhao Mingjiang's name. Zhao Ming squeezed from the full car of enlisted youths to the edge of the truck, smiled and waved at him.

That year, China's self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, that year, China and the United States established diplomatic relations, that year, there was a song that later sang: "Spring thunder awakened the inside and outside of the Great Wall, and spring dawn warmed both sides of the river." Zheng Ziheng didn't feel the warmth of Chunhui, but he was shocked by Chunlei and lost sleep all day long.

Zhao Mingjiang later smiled and said that when he saw Zheng Ziheng's letters, he replied to each one, writing more than family letters, and writing more love letters than the object he was dealing with at the time.

This part, four years.

Four years later, the two shook hands and reunited, and Zheng Ziheng entered the agency to work, dressed in official clothes and holding a briefcase. Zhao Ming wore a big red flower on his chest and came back to reclaim the new countryside, holding his girlfriend Liu Xuehua, who had written a letter for four years.

Zheng Ziheng applied for transfer to work in the countryside where Zhao Mingjiang was.

Zhao Ming will continue to open up the wasteland, and after he finishes clearing the wasteland, he will not do anything, only rejoice in his fiancée, and only think about building a house for her with his own hands. Zheng Kai is very busy with work and works hard, and often takes some subsidies and fruits issued by the unit on holidays to supplement the body of Zhao Mingjiang's fiancée, and also provokes others to gossip, saying that he covets Zhao Mingjiang's wife, and that the government staff wants to rob the daughter-in-law of the countryman.

Two years later, Zhao Ming will build the new house with his own hands.

Zheng Ziheng attended Zhao Mingjiang's wedding, helped him Zhang Luo, found an eight-person sedan chair to carry the bride, and carried him all the way from Zhao Mingjiang's house to his father-in-law's house, and carried him into the new house. Zheng Ziheng personally went into battle, blew the horn with red flowers, and blew joyfully all the way to the wedding room. On the night of the wedding room, Zheng Ziheng was drunk, and somehow, he cried.

Later, some people always said that they heard Zheng Ziheng say something like his sister-in-law's good life that night, and asked him, why didn't he say that Zhao Ming would have a good life?

The family is very anxious, Zheng Ziheng's brother Zhao Mingjiang, a farmer facing the loess with his back to the sky, is married, in the era when it was common for men to marry at the age of eighteen or nineteen, Zheng Ziheng pulled Zhao Mingjiang for 108,000 miles whether it was family background or knowledge education, but Zheng Ziheng didn't even have a partner.