Laojing Village, this is a small village, there are many houses, but there are few people. The young ones have gone to the city to work, and only the old and weak women and children are left in the village, and every household in the village has dogs, and there are more dogs than people. When a person enters the village, the dogs of the whole village bark together. It's a bit noisy, but it's better than a dead silence.

It's good to have no one around and a dog.

There are so many empty houses in the village that some of them are able to take the old people and children to the city, so renting a house is very cheap. Opening the iron gate, several chickens raised in the yard fluttered their wings and followed, surrounding Xiaocheng in front of and behind, waiting for them to eat. Stretched out his foot and kicked away the big rooster that was in the lead, looking at the chicken manure in the yard, Wen Xiaocheng sighed lightly, the chicken cage was not locked, and these guys pulled a yard.

Pushing the door into the house, putting things on the stove, throwing the schoolbag into his room, Wen Xiaocheng rolled up his sleeves and started his daily work. The cabbage leaves picked up from the market in the sack were simply washed, chopped with a kitchen knife, and then half a scoop of stick noodles was scooped into the noodle pocket, and together with them, there were more than half a basin. When he opened the door with a basin, the chickens outside knew that they had something to eat, and they all surrounded him like crazy. Xiao Cheng even coaxed and rushed them, bombarded them all into the cage, it was getting dark, chickens were born with night blindness, these guys couldn't see, couldn't recognize people, whoever touched it would fly around, and when the time came, it would be troublesome to fly to someone else's yard.

As soon as the feed is poured into the trough, I listen to the sound of pecking and chopping. I found a thin wire, strengthened the door of the chicken coop, sprinkled a basin of water, and cleaned up the chicken manure in the yard. Wen Xiaocheng returned to the house and began to light a fire to cook.

There is a gas tank at home, but it is only used for stir-frying, the general stew is directly on the stove, a firewood, stewing a large pot of vegetables can also boil a pot of boiling water, it is more affordable in winter, and the kang can also be heated for a long time.

I washed and picked the beans, peeled a few potatoes, sliced the pork belly, stir-fried it briefly, filled it with water, and then poured the messy things into the pot, and it was a pot of stew after a while. In the rice cooker, the rice and water are ready, which should be prepared by grandma before going out. Plug it in, and in a short time the fragrance will come out.

After sealing the fire, he filled another bowl of rice. I scooped a spoonful of stewed kidney beans in the cauldron, poured it directly on top of the rice with the vegetable soup, the lid was closed, there was still a little spark in the stove, and when Grandma came back, the meal was still hot. Wen Xiaocheng sighed and finished eating, looking outside, it was getting dark.

When it's dark, you can't take a shower.

There is a self-made solar water heater by Wen Xiaocheng on the roof, which is also very simple, it is a large waste tin bucket, which is planed horizontally from the middle, and a layer of black paint is brushed inside to absorb heat, and then a pipe is connected to the bottom. The water in the bucket has been drying all day, and now it is forty degrees, to say the least, and it is suitable for bathing. However, this thing must be washed before the sun sets, otherwise it will not be long before it will be cold again.

So he took a bath alive, and took off the dirty clothes on his body, washed and dried. Now that the day's work is finished, I should start writing homework or revision as usual, but it doesn't seem to be necessary now.

After wiping the creaking bamboo recliner in the yard, Wen Xiaocheng sat down, leaned back, and looked up to see the stars in the sky. When you close your eyes, the stars in the sky are still there, but the simple courtyard and the dilapidated village are gone, and there are only heaven, earth, and stars on the vast earth. The two recliners were placed side by side under the starlight, and Wen Xiaodao beside him also looked up at the starry sky, thoughtful.

"Our days shouldn't be like this, shouldn't they?" Wen Xiaodao said indignantly.

With a snap of the fingers, the surrounding scenery changes rapidly, standing in a luxurious villa by the sea, two people by the pool with only swimming trunks, lying leisurely on the chaise longue, holding an unnamed cigar between their fingers, and a goblet on the table, half a glass of red wine, crystal clear. The beautiful woman in a bikini dangled in front of her, and the messenger dressed as a bunny girl came over respectfully, bent down and saluted, and asked what else she wanted.

"This is the life we deserve!"

Wen Xiaocheng shook his head and waved his hand gently, the villa, the beach, and the beauties all dispersed, replaced by a large dining table, the red soup hot pot tumbling in the middle, all kinds of green vegetables, meat slices, and fish balls were full of flowers, grandma, father, and mother sat together, laughing and laughing, and the sound of firecrackers outside was like the advertisement of Sprite during the Spring Festival that year.

Wen Xiaodao shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, that's not bad, but do you want to add more content?"

After speaking, the screen switched, the dishes on the table did not change, and grandma and parents were also sitting together, but the chopsticks did not move. At this time, as soon as the doorbell rang, two people came in one after another, of course the man was Wen Xiaocheng, but he seemed to be a few years older than now, and the girl, faintly saw that it was Yang Liushan's appearance, with a pure and lovely face, gently saluted Wen Xiaocheng's parents, and handed over the gifts they brought - after that, it was still a picture of the family eating hot pot happily, but there was one more person on the table, this seemed to be an advertisement for some thermal underwear, sending thermal underwear to parents, and taking a girlfriend home.

The commercials are all good, and the next thing is to be broadcast in the news.

First of all, we have to get your dad out of prison first, and he is already serving his sentence, which is not easy, but if he has connections, he should be able to get a medical parole and serve his sentence outside of prison. Secondly, you have to find your mother, it's not difficult to say, it's easy to say, it should be no problem to find her, but will she come back, what has changed over the years, whether your father and grandmother will accept it after she comes back, etc., are all troubles. ”

Although this is very annoying, it is the truth, and there are some things that can never be returned to the past.

"How about we think about the wish in front of us?" Wen Xiaocheng smiled, his fingers flicked, and with a "snap", the picture changed again.

On the rooftop, a group of students who watched the excitement shouted and cheered, in the field, Lu Qi was sweating profusely, like a wild bull who could not find a red cloth, Wen Xiaochengyun was light and light, like an elegant bullfighter, finally, Lu Qi, who was known as the school's heads-up king, had weak legs, knelt on the ground, and said dejectedly: "I lost." The surrounding crowd cheered, and Wen Xiaocheng raised his hand domineeringly, declaring his invincibility. Yang Liushan threw herself into her arms with an adoring expression: "Xiaocheng, you are so good!"

Wen Xiaocheng frowned, he had thought about this picture, but why did it look so disgusting now?

"Why don't you change it?" Wen Xiaodao squeezed his eyes.

This time it was Zhang Peiyue, kneeling at Xiao Cheng's feet, begging for mercy loudly, and said while slapping himself: "Brother Cheng, I was wrong! I'm not human, can you forgive me? I'm just a brute, you don't remember the villain's ......" followed by Zhang Peiyue, it was his mother, followed by a strong kowtow.

Still disgusting.

These are problems that need to be addressed, not aspirations. In Wen Xiaocheng's heart, the most important thing is to gather the people in the advertisement and sit around that big table.

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Do you think this chapter is water? A few simple words can summarize the content of half a chapter, go home, feed the chickens, cook, bathe, and be in a daze. When I used to write black silk, I liked to bring irrelevant things aside, although concise, but also missed a lot of details, of course, the four words of poverty do not have a complete picture to enjoy, the chickens raised in the yard, when to use the stove, when to use the gas canister, including the solar water heater made with a tin bucket, simply outline Xiaocheng's daily life, but also seems to be the old knife writing delicate.

You can also count more words.

Is water good?

What is the meaning of life in the next few brain pictures? a seaside villa, a beach bikini, a red wine yacht, or a family sitting around a round table and eating hot pot?

I feel like I've risen to a philosophical level, and I feel lofty after I finish writing it.