The river is gushing and there are no school bags.

A few bad boys by the river are really dumbfounded, don't think about it, if you want to say that your schoolbag is lost, you will definitely be beaten up when you go home.

At the same time, Wen Xiaocheng and Professor Dai were using a wooden stick and a dozen schoolbags on strings, walking back with a sigh. The student's schoolbag, to say the least, has five or six pounds, and if you have a little heart to study, the schoolbag is not fresh at all. These more than ten schoolbags, the weight of the hand, it is estimated that a hundred catties will not be able to hold it. Professor Dai was born as an intellectual, when did he ever do this kind of manual work? After a few steps, he was picky, panting like a donkey.

"My head is also in the water, why are you looking at this excitement with you? I said Xiaocheng, did you calculate it a long time ago, and knew that you could seize these schoolbags and pull me as a coolie?"

It's not a calculation, but in Xiaocheng's deduction process, this is only one of the possible scenarios.

"You don't have to complain, don't we just want to have fun by selling children and buying monkeys? Don't you also dance when you watch people fight? Don't look at you as my grandfather's generation, in fact, we are all the way, we can play together, and you are almost inseparable from what I like. ”

This is really said that the old man went to his heart, originally the old man was lonely here, and there was no one to speak, and finally met this naughty guy, and really found a little childlike fun, the two of them are grandparents and grandchildren in terms of age, but when it comes to temperament, a pair of year-old friends are just right.

"Good guy, your students' schoolbags are so heavy? These ten or so, I can't hold a hundred pounds, when have I ever done this? I can't lift it, I can't lift it!"

Fourteen or fifteen schoolbags, if the old man doesn't help, Wen Xiaocheng can't carry anything by himself, so he has to tell the old man: "If you want to say that you are really a little lacking in exercise, you can't do it after only a few steps? It's better than me as a child! Life lies in sports!"

"! If I exercise again, I will be lifeless! More than 100 pounds of things, if you look at me, I will only be about 100 pounds, maybe I don't have these schoolbags! Can I compare with you? Half-sized young man, when you are energetic, how much did you eat at the meal just now? Who will you do if you don't do it? Come, you use this stick as a flat burden, and I will help you hold it. ”

A broken wooden stick, after all, is not a flat shoulder, it is carried on the shoulder, the shoulder blade hurts, the stick is still short, it is difficult to grasp the balance after the thing is hung left and right, Wen Xiaocheng is carrying a dozen schoolbags alone, and he looks like a good Chinese roommate from a distance. But after all, the things are too heavy, and this flat shoulder is not convenient, barely walked a hundred or ten meters, the stick is crooked, and all kinds of schoolbags are scattered all over the ground.

"Come on, come on, you wait here, I'll go back and drive the car over first, neither of us can stand it like this." ”

For the sake of these broken schoolbags, Professor Dai deliberately walked back to the community, drove his Boyue out, SUV model, and put a few schoolbags in the trunk that was rich and surplus, carrying Wen Xiaocheng all the way back to the riverside garden community.

"Old man, these schoolbags will be left here for two days, and I will have to work for you on Mondays, you can help me send them to school, or I won't be able to take them alone! It's not early today, so I'll go home first." ”

When the old man heard this, the car turned around, and he turned out again before entering the community, "Then let's go, where is your house, my car has been driven out, I'll send you." ”

"I'm in trouble, oil is very expensive, and I don't have much to go to, not to mention that I have to go to the vegetable market to buy some food. ”

"Alright, boy, you're kind to me, I'll be fine, I'll be fine, go to your house by the way. ”

The old man was sincere, so Xiaocheng was not welcome, bought some dried tofu and sharp peppers in the vegetable market, and picked two cucumbers. Dinner is there. Get on the bus again and head all the way east. Usually Xiaocheng walks for nearly half an hour, but driving is nothing more than a matter of gas.

Laojing Village has arrived.

The car drove into the village road, which was full of potholes, and the dogs of every household barked along with it. When I arrived at the entrance of the alley of Xiaochengjia, the car couldn't drive in, so I could only park on the side of the road. Wen Xiaocheng got out of the car with the vegetables and pointed to Professor Dai, in this alley, the third house is, if you don't feel dirty, just go in and sit, my grandma will come back in the evening.

Since the taxi drove into the village, Professor Dai has been silent, completely devoid of his previous humorous mood. People in big cities will not understand that the remote town of Dongfeng is still what it was in the late eighties and early nineties of the last century. And the people who live in Dongfeng Town have never noticed that the urban-rural junction, which is only a few minutes' drive away from them, is still in this situation.

"Okay!" Professor Dai also got out of the car and didn't say much.

Open the iron gate of the yard, the gate squeaked, the chicken coop exploded, today the chicken did not run out, when I saw that the person came back, cooing non-stop. Professor Dai followed behind Xiao Cheng and looked at it with great interest, this kind of farmhouse, where he lived when he was a child, seems to be no much different from 50 years ago except for the water and electricity connection.

I opened the door of the house and put the things in my hand on the stove, but there was not even tea at home, but I brushed a clean cup and poured a bowl of hot water for the old man. Old Man Dai just went into the house and glanced at it, and then ran to the yard and squatted in front of the chicken coop to see the seven or eight chickens. When the big rooster at the head saw someone squatting in front of him, he did not pour food into the trough, but flapped his wings in dissatisfaction and crowed vigorously.

A cup of hot water was handed to the old man, and Wen Xiaocheng quipped: "Old man, you are still interested in chickens at such an old age?"

The old man didn't hear what Wen Xiaocheng said, took the water cup, looked up and asked: "This big rooster of yours has a very strong temperament, and it's about to catch up with the cockfight!

Wen Xiaocheng laughed: "These seven little hens are all his daughters-in-law, you have white hair, squatting in front of people's nests and staring at people's daughters-in-law, can people not be in a hurry?"

Professor Dai got up with a smile and kicked Xiao Cheng as if he was pretending, and Xiao Cheng saw the old man get up and let people into the back room. After all, it's a guest, and there's no reason for people to stay in the yard.

"What about your parents? Professor Dai asked casually.

Wen Xiaocheng washed the peppers and replied: "My dad is serving a sentence in the Second People's Prison of Xiangyang City, and my mother ran away, and I don't know where it is." ”

In the past, if a stranger asked about his parents, he might say that he was working in a foreign country, but now, there is no psychological barrier, and it is the consistent principle of a smart person to admit the truth and face the facts. Covering up things that are easy to verify, not being mentioned by people, or even setting keywords, is not only a sign of weakness, but also stupidity.

Wen Xiaocheng was open-mouthed and unhindered, but Professor Dai, who asked the question, didn't know what to say, and snorted in his nose, which made him very embarrassed.

"My dad is a lenient prisoner, so he can visit every month and bring some books with him. Our father and wife are also interesting, he is studying in prison, I am studying in school, we are also a fucking scholar, right?"

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The river is surging, there is no schoolbag, the rhyme is like a poem's vernacular, and the strong contrast outlines the stunned expressions of the characters, as well as the grass in my heart. In just eight words, there is endless information hidden, which makes people read it with endless memories.

I'm still a bit of a brag.