On this day, there was news of a movie in the village, and Hao Junqi's mood finally improved a little.

Watching an open-air movie is our most extravagant desire. We used to carry a bench and walk at night to Yongtai Village and Luwan Village to watch open-air movies. Once, we even went to a farther village to watch a movie, walked back and forth for an hour and a half, and washed our feet before going to bed only to find that our little feet had been ground into bubbles.

Grandpa Hao has already fried pumpkin seeds. The pumpkin seeds are fragrant, but I have to peel the kernels inside and eat them, which is so troublesome, I don't have the patience, so I chew and eat them with the kernels and shells.

Hao Junqi has patience. She uses her upper and lower incisors to peel the pumpkin kernels intact.

That's a real kung fu.

We had an early dinner, a bag full of pumpkin seeds, and one of us carried a bench to the threshing floor to take a seat (we were taking a seat for the grown-ups). If you don't occupy a position, adults won't have a good position to watch movies).

Before leaving, my mother made an exception and gave me five dimes. She stuffed it to me secretly.

There are already a lot of benches on the barnyard. The two jujube trees that tied me and Hao Junqi still made us worried. Zhu Jinshan, Rixiao, Caixiao, and Yongfu, they are already there. They moved their place and told us to set up two stools.

The projector was right behind us. The person playing the movie is sorting out the round plates. He put the plate on the projector and debugged it. We gathered around him and watched for a while.

What we don't understand is how this tape-like thing can have people talking, racing, fighting, etc.

I couldn't see anything famous, so I asked Hao Junqi to go outside.

We walk under the screen. The screen is propped up by two straight cedar trees. These two fir trees have been standing on the edge of the barning field, and they have turned white in the wind and rain. It's specially designed to prop up that white screen.

Zhu Jinshan came to ask us to play games, but Hao Junqi was not interested, no matter how I provoked her, she was still not interested, so she gave up.

Zhu Jinshan was running around under the screen frame, and when they ran, they were holding the cedar pole in a circle, and I noticed that the screen was shaking. And they were rebuked. They had to run away and play elsewhere.

It was getting dark. The movie hasn't started yet. It's really anxious, I really don't know what the person who showed the movie is busy with.

Why is he so busy?

The pumpkin seeds in our pockets were almost eaten, and our mouths were salty.

"Kiki, let's go see what's sold over there?" I fumbled for the dimes in my bag.

"Which side?" Hao Junqi was lazy.

"Behind. There's a crowd around there," I said, standing up and pointing to her, "as if they were selling something." Check it out. ”

Hao Junqi finally agreed, and we left the position. At this time, there were far more people around than at the beginning. There are also some people who came to watch the movie from Luwan Village and Yongtai Village, and they are rushing here.

We squeezed out of the crowd and held hands to get to the group. It turned out to be a mother-in-law frying fried fruits. A pot rests on a small stove. An old man put a very small piece of dry wood into the stove, and the fire in the stove was blazing.

I still remember that scene vividly, as if I could smell the smell of oil wafting from the pot.

The oil in the pan is boiling. On the pan rests a round wooden stick as thick as a finger, on which hang several long handles, and at the bottom is a cylindrical spoon without a lid. The spoon is filled with white rice milk and dipped in oil for frying.

After a while, the mother-in-law lifted a spoon to the oil noodles. Through the dim glow of a kerosene lamp hanging from a bamboo stick, I saw that the rice milk, which had been white, had been fried and slightly yellowed.

I saw my mother-in-law leaning the spoon against the edge of the pot and knocking it gently, and the berries in the spoon rolled out of the spoon and rolled into the oil pan and floated on the surface of the oil. From time to time, the mother-in-law wiped it with a spatula, and it rolled in the pan. After a while, the berries were completely fried, and the mother-in-law used a pair of long chopsticks to clip the berries out and put them in a pot.

There are more than a dozen of them in the pot. The smell of oil is tangy.

Some people looked at it and left. Some people can't resist the temptation to finally pull out the money.

"Kiki, do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to. It's so expensive. Hao Junqi shook her head. But I could clearly see her swallowing.

"It's fine. One dime a dime, and I have five cents. Let's buy two. ”

We bought two. One for each person, two bites are all over. The fried fruit is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and when you bite into it, your mouth is full of oil, which is really delicious. We bought two more and spent a total of four cents. However, I still want to eat, but I only have a dime, and I don't want Hao Junqi to take out a dime from his pocket, which just solves the problem.

I think it's strange, when did Hao Junqi put money on her?

That's when we hear the movie starting.

The barn was crowded with people at some point, and it was black. We had to stand on tiptoe to see our father and mother sitting in their seats. We squeezed into the crowd and struggled to get to our parents.

We each sat in the middle of our parents. Grandpa Hao sat on the torch he had brought, leaning against our stool.

Oops, forgot to pee. I can't hold it anymore, I have to go out.

When Hao Junqi heard this, she turned around and laughed at me. But she's going to go with her. We squeezed out of the crowd again and came to the straw stack, where I hid behind one to "relax" while Hao Junqi waited for me outside.

"Brother, I'll tell you anyway." When I walked out of the straw stack, Hao Junqi said.

"What's the matter?"

"That's the money. It was Uncle Zheng who gave it to me, and he gave me five cents. Uncle Zheng told me not to say it. Did you also give your money from Uncle Zheng? ”

I shook my head: "It was my mom who gave it to me." Don't you have four cents? We'll go buy fried fruits later. The fried fruit is so delicious. ”

"I don't. I'm going to save it. But don't tell Uncle Zheng that I told you. Originally, I wasn't going to tell my brother, but I didn't want to have any little secrets with my brother. ”

"I won't say that." Hao Junqi's words moved me a little, and at the same time I wondered: Why did Dad secretly give Hao Junqi money?

When we got back to our seats and watched the movie, the movie had already been on for a while.

is an anti-Japanese war film. It's the kind of war movie that you can know who is the hero and who is the enemy at a glance. First of all, there were twists and turns, the hero was tortured, and felt that there was no hope of survival, we were all praying, and the mood was extremely depressed, but when the army came, the trumpet of the charge sounded, and the enemy was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he raised his hands one by one to surrender, and our hero was saved.

But at the time, we just liked to watch these kinds of movies. When our troops fought with the enemy, our blood was boiling.

There is not a boy of our age who is not eager to try.

It's so enjoyable.

The second movie is an old play. I don't know if it's Yue Opera or Peking Opera, it's so boring, I want to sleep. I almost fell asleep leaning on my father.

The elders are different, they are devoted, and many of them are wiping tears.

But the end of the movie is very magical: a woman is crying in front of a new grave, and suddenly there is thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and then the new grave is cracked; What is even more puzzling is that instead of running away, the people who were crying and singing by the grave went into the grave.

My eyes widened. How can anyone be so unafraid of death? Ah, the cracks in the grave are slowly closing! I saw that the woman who had gone in was sealed alive in the grave.

After a while, a pair of colorful butterflies flew out of the slit of the grave. They are playing, you chase me, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, so affectionate.

Many people got up from their stools, and the people on the periphery left one after another.

It turned out that the movie was about to end.

We followed. This time, it was the adults' turn to carry the stools. Hao Junqi's mother said something to Hao Junqi. It turned out that Hao Junqi was shedding tears. I teased her, and she ignored me. Was she moved by the plot of the movie?

The next day, Hao Junqi was still sullen. I tried to talk to her, but she ignored her, which was really urgent.

However, she finally spoke, "Brother, do people really turn into butterflies?" ”

"What? Butterfly? "We stood under the bronze tree at the gate of Grandpa Hao, looking out at the dry fields. The water in the creek was almost cut off. Winter is always like this.

"Yesterday's movie, you forgot?"

"Oh. I don't know about this. I touched my head. Hao Junqi was already happy to be able to talk to me, but how could she ask such a question? "Probably not. It's all fake, you think, will a good grave crack open? ”

"Nope! I think I can, I can! You said that the tomb would not be cracked, but didn't the Optimus Pillar split in half? Hao Junqi was suddenly very excited.

"That's fine." Hao Junqi's speculation is not unreasonable. A good Optimus Pillar can be split in half, and it is not surprising that the tomb is cracked. Moreover, coincidentally, when the Optimus Stone Pillar cracked, there was also thunder and lightning, and the sky was suddenly as dark as night.

Then, it is possible for a person to become a butterfly.

"No, you can. Yes! ”

"Yes."

"I really want to be a butterfly." Hao Junqi's tone suddenly softened.

"Why?"

"If I become a butterfly, brother, would you also like to become a butterfly?" Hao Junqi looked at me.

"I do." I said without thinking.

"I knew my brother was willing too." Hao Junqi smiled happily. "I'm thinking, the day my brother leaves, I will become a butterfly, stop on my brother's shoulder, or stop on the top of the car my brother is sitting in, I can follow my brother, and I can be with my brother every day."

"Then I'll become a butterfly and fly with Kiki all day long." I was impressed. It seems that Hao Junqi has been trapped in this parting sorrow, and I often forget it.

We looked at the sky together for a long time, as if there was really a pair of butterflies dancing in the air in front of us, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, or whirling, or going straight, so carefree, so affectionate and righteous.

Eighteen years later, I still remember the sky so blue that day.