Walking along the field path, the summer breeze blows through the ripening golden ears of rice, and the cicadas on the branches tirelessly clamour.

Under the longan tree, three or five children surrounded a middle-aged man carrying an iron incubator, greedily buying popsicles, sweet water popsicles for five cents, and mung beans for a dime.

A peddler riding a 28-bar bar, shaking a rattle in his hand and making a dingdong sound, is selling radish cakes in a basket.

"It's really a golden age with the fragrance of time......"

Pei Zhe walked leisurely, and his thoughts slowly merged into the rural pastoral of 93 years.

He remembers that the summer was very hot......

I came to the only commissary in the village and made a phone call for 5 cents.

The old-fashioned rotary phone was connected, and a dissatisfied male voice was heard.

"Hey, who's that?"

"I, your brother."

"Grass, Pei Zhe of the dog day, only now think of Lao Tzu?"

"Don't talk nonsense, at seven o'clock tonight, come to our village on time to pick me up and go out on the street!"

"Pick that star, you know that there is no good thing, and you will come to support Lao Tzu again!"

"That's it, I'll hang up first, the phone bill is quite expensive."

After Pei Zhe finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, neatly, otherwise he would have to add money in more than a minute.

"Dog's Day ......"

In Qingtang Town, a lewd man with glasses scolded into the microphone.

However, when he ate a piece of watermelon shirtless and blowing a fan, his dissatisfaction immediately dissipated.

Because, the other party is really his iron buddy - Brother Zhe.

……

Pei Zhe washed his face with the clear mountain spring well water, washed away the smell of smoke on his body, and felt comfortable for a while.

As soon as I arrived at the courtyard gate, I heard the sound of a clangling bell from the kitchen.

Then, a delicate face poked out, "Brother! ”

"Hmmm......"

Pei Zhe whispered a perfunctory sentence, and then rushed into the kitchen at a sharp speed, rummaging quickly.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Pei Lan wanted to stop, "Brother, what are you looking for?" ”

Pei Zhe didn't bother to take care of her, this dead girl likes to roll around her eyes as soon as she lies.

Soon, he found a large piece of turnip cake hidden in the corner of the cupboard.

"It's okay, Ah Yu, there are delicious foods and hide them alone, I want to eat alone!"

"Brother, why do you talk so ugly, this is what I specially left for you, you eat quickly, don't let your mother find out!"

Pei Lan said with a smile on her face, but she was actually annoyed in her heart.

Pei Zhe didn't bother to break with this gluttonous cat, so he took a bowl and poured the white radish cake into it, sprinkled it with a special sour and salty sauce, and immediately moved his index finger.

"I haven't eaten yet, save me some!"

Pei Lan saw this posture, and quickly found a small bowl and divided half of it.

The two siblings hid in the kitchen and feasted, and in less than two clicks they wiped out a large piece of turnip cake.

The family is in the middle of the road, from wealth to poverty, her mother Zhang Hongyu is diligent and thrifty, Pei Lan must have no pocket money to buy these, needless to say, she must have exchanged the family's white rice with the hawker.

One pound of rice for one pound of radish cake, and the main raw material of radish cake is rice milk.

After dinner in the evening, Pei Zhe talked to his mother Zhang Hongyu about volunteering tomorrow, and then wanted to go to Suicheng to work for the summer vacation.

Zhang Hongyu raised her head, her face calm, "You can go if you want, anyway, your personality is the same as that dead ghost, and you have your own ideas since you were a child." ”

Although Pei Zhe didn't feel good in his heart, he still told a white lie.

……

In July, the fire flowed, and the remnant sun was like blood.

Pei Zhe stood on the small earthen hill at the entrance of the village, holding Hongta Mountain between his fingers, standing with one hand and a tall posture.

What greeted me was a sentence - grass!.

I saw the abrupt sound of the two-stroke engine come to an abrupt end, followed by the smell of burning engine oil.

"Dog, how did you learn to smoke?"

On the motorcycle, a young man with glass glasses, trousers and a white shirt, who looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man, said: "However, it is indeed a bit pretty!" ”

"Since you've called me a pretty boy, come on?"

Pei Zhe touched out Hongta Mountain and motioned to the other party.

The young man was not polite, he took the cigarette holder in his mouth, struck a match, lit the cigarette with the flame, and after taking two deep breaths, he coughed suddenly.

Pei Zhe Yile, the guy in front of him is named Tang Yongbo, he is his classmate in junior high and high school for six years, and he smells the same.

In the three years of junior high school, the two didn't get used to each other in the town, and they fought several times.

After Pei Zhe's family moved to Zhanhai City, after three years of high school, the two were almost inseparable, like a raccoon dog.

The only drawback is that this guy's face is a little stumbling, which affects the overall appearance of the two.

"Lose it, what's the smoke, there's no energy at all, fake, right?"

Tang Yongbo looked disgusted.

"This street is the you're the most, wearing a suit and playing mousse, looking at your dog-like appearance, I don't like to smoke it."

This guy has trousers and a white shirt, his hair is combed in the middle of the sexy, shiny and shiny, and flies can't stand on his feet.

With this face that is naturally obscene, a proper pseudo-military dog translator and Captain Jia.

Pei Zhe couldn't complain, and wanted to ask: Dude, you are the most earthy dog in our village......

"I'm happy, the king of heaven can't get used to it and can't care, don't talk nonsense, get in the car quickly!"

Tang Yongbo took a cigarette in his mouth, pointed to his right and said.

"Yes, yes, a man should be self-reliant, and he should be the king of Suzuki."

Pei Zhe smiled and stepped onto the side bucket of the motorcycle.

This is not an ordinary motorcycle, but a partial three-bucket, generally two-wheeled motorcycle with a bucket-shaped co-pilot suspended on the side, and people of no age may not have seen it.

The white body is painted with blue lines, and it can be vaguely seen that it is a police car, but this one has been eliminated and bought by Tang Yongbo's father, who is the captain of the security team.

“…… Oh, the first time I rode a motorcycle, I forgot to open the lock,

Oh, the first time I drove the motorcycle, the brake brake crashed into me amazingly! ”

In the car, Pei Zhe sang a song out of tune.

"Nima, what's the roar?"

Tang Yongbo scolded, but he quickly learned to chatter together.

The two of them walked like devils into the city, bumping on this dirt road for half an hour before they arrived at Qingtang Town, five or six kilometers away.

At the beginning of the lanterns, there are quite a lot of pedestrians in Qingtang Town, and it is the hottest time for the business of the shops and food stalls on the street.

"Where do you want to go tonight?"

In order to drown out the noise of the motorcycle, Tang Yongbo pulled his voice and proposed: "Why don't you go to the game hall to play two games?" ”

Today's nighttime entertainment is incomparable, with only a billiards hall, a video parlor, and a newly opened game machine hall in the town, which is a little monotonous.

The two of them are not born to be peaceful, they studied in Zhanhai City for three years in high school, and they have also been involved in many entertainment venues.

"I heard that there was a video parlor with a barbecue in the town recently, so let's go there first."

Pei Zhe didn't know where Uncle Xiao Shi worked, so he could only hand over the problem to Brother Qingtang Bo.

"That thing, I see, sit tight!"

As soon as Tang Yongbo twisted the throttle, a puff of black smoke came out of the exhaust pipe of the three buckets, and he galloped away again.

In this era when even bicycles are still three turns and one ring, there is a friend who drives a motorcycle to carry you, and he is definitely the most beautiful boy on this street, which is very stylish.

Not long after, the two arrived at the edge of a wasteland not far from their residence.

In the middle of the wasteland is a board room, with a small stage on the side, TV and sound equipment, and some colorful neon light bulbs around it.

In this picture, the breath of a big village stage came to the face.

"Hold on to freedom in the wind and rain, and go through a hesitant struggle all my life

Self-confidence can change the future, ask who can do it

Today, there are only remnants of the shell, welcoming the glorious years......"

On the stage, two tweeters let out a deafening roar, although the singing was average, but the atmosphere was warm, and people applauded and shouted from time to time.

"When I heard Bi'an's song again, I still couldn't believe it for a while."

Tang Yongbo sighed faintly.

At the end of last month, Huang Jiaju died unexpectedly in the Rainbow Country, and their songs were spontaneously sung in the streets and alleys of Nanyue Province.

The two nibbled on chicken wings and blew Pearl River beer, all the while.

Pei Zhe also found Uncle Xiaoshi, who was busy at a barbecue stall not far away, roasting birds.

After three rounds of drinking, Pei Zhe Zhengse said: "Tell me something, Yongbo, lend me some money." ”

He now has more than 70 yuan in his pocket, which may not even be able to pay for tonight's supper.

"How much do you need?"

"The more the merrier."

Tang Yongbo replied: "Okay, I'll go back and get it to you later." ”

He didn't even ask when he would return it, because the two had been on an iron relationship as early as the town's junior high school, and they had a lifelong friendship.

And his father is also an old acquaintance, Tang Yongbo naturally knows what happened recently in the Pei family.

The singing and dancing leveled down, the wine was in full swing, and there was a sudden commotion on the small stage.

A local yellow-haired juggler with a butterfly knife in his hand, while the migrant workers from the red brick factory on the other side were not frightened, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

The owner of the field quickly went up to play the round, and a group of horses watching the field also surrounded him, including Pei Jiansheng.

Pei Zhe didn't have the idea of coming forward to say hello, this kind of place is like this, although the rivers and lakes are small, there are constant disputes, and those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black.

At his current age, he is soft-spoken, and Uncle Ten will not listen to him.