The air was filled with the smell of rotting wheat straw and the smell of rainwater soaking wheat straw from the wheat field, and the sun shone uncontrollably, and I shook the mud off my feet as I ran forward as fast as I could, and as I ran and ran, I saw in the distance that on the road to the north, it seemed that a man was bent over and walking towards me.

The man was dressed in a large cloth shirt like a gray robe, his body was a little bloated, and he walked a little staggeringly. I didn't care, Uncle Li and they were about to enter the village.

In the blink of an eye, I saw the man run up to me as if he were flying, and I could clearly hear the rattle of the man's clothes.

I don't know where this man is, it's a strange thing, and it's very eye-catching, because I've never seen anyone dressed like this.

Just as the man was about to pass me, he stopped abruptly beside me, and suddenly straightened up, and the man grew like a telephone pole, and suddenly grew so tall that I had to look up to see above him.

The man's gray and reckless face was bare, as if he had no facial features. But I could clearly feel him looking at me sideways, and he was looking at me very carefully.

As soon as I was sure I was looking at him, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed me like a pair of pliers. I was startled and shrank down, and the man's long hand clawed into the air.

Before I could get up again, the man grabbed me back, and I screamed in fright, and I almost fell to the ground on my own stomach. I thought this guy was playing around with me, but I didn't expect it to come and arrest me.

I grabbed two large handfuls of mud on the ground, stood up, and threw it at him with all my strength as he was about to catch it. Unexpectedly, those two pieces of mud seemed to pass through this person's body at all, and they slid through without the slightest resistance.

I seemed to see the sly and smug smile on the man's face. I'm so angry that I can't throw mud at you.

I was afraid of what I would do if this thing caught me, so I fell down and put my hands on the ground to see if the man moved. Unexpectedly, this person was not arrested again.

I don't know when, a faint voice came: "Xiaoliang, Xiaoliang, I am your master, you come, I will give you candy to eat......" and this voice was far away like in the sky.

Just as the sound was slowly rising, I turned my face sideways and saw a puff of smoke slowly spreading from the grave of my grandfather in Lao Gou, and the smoke seemed to be manipulated by something, slowly along the dirt road, as if it was blown by a strong wind, and flew towards me.

And that thing, just when he wanted to reach out and grab me lying on the ground, he didn't expect to be pricked into his body by a puff of smoke. The man let out a strange cry and disappeared without a trace beside me.

I was lying on the ground, my face was so hot that I was sweating, and then my arm suddenly went limp, and my body fell directly on the mud. In my mouth, my nostrils instantly got into mud and mud. When I was desperately spitting out the mud, I heard my grandfather's voice again: "Xiaoliang, Xiaoliang, I am your master, you come, I will give you candy to eat......"

When I got home, my mom saw that my clothes were dirty, so she picked up the doorman's broom and hit me in the ass. It hurt me, but I didn't cry. I didn't tell my parents what happened to me.

In the evening, when Uncle Li was drinking and eating with his father, I was drinking rice grits paste outside the door, and I heard Uncle Li say to my father: "Brother Liu, I'll give you the motorcycle, I'm going back to Guangdong in a few days anyway, you can just give a few dollars, and it's okay if you don't give it." ”

My father shook his head: "I can't open this thing, the babies are still young, and it's a bad thing for me." My father resolutely refused. In fact, if my father had taken over this motorcycle at that time, it would have completely changed the status quo of my family. That's of course an afterthought.

A few days later, Uncle Li came to say goodbye to his father, saying that he was going back to Guangdong, and finally asked his father if he wanted this motorcycle, and his father looked at the big motorcycle that had been washed and polished in the yard, and still shook his head, Uncle Li finally said, I don't want money to give it to you, my father still shook his head, no way, Uncle Li rode away.

I heard that Uncle Li finally sold it to a pig killer at the head of the dangdang bridge for 200 yuan, and the pig killer rode this big motorcycle to deliver meat everywhere every day, and earned a three-story building in less than a year......

Looking back now, every time my father appears, it is accompanied by Xiao Liang, Xiao Liang, I am your father, come quickly, I will give you candy to eat, this earnest call always seems to be a foreshadowing of what is about to happen. Good or bad, in short, something big happens.

Just like this time, if my father takes this motorcycle, he will definitely use this motorcycle to run out to pick up business, or go to the city to sell chili peppers, or to pick up passengers, in short, use the motorcycle to broaden his horizons and broaden his own development path.

But my father just didn't take over, so my father may have felt this too, and while saving me, he felt sorry for what my father did......

In fact, before I was drilled into my wrist by the ball of meat made of green worms, I had seen my grandfather who had passed away many times, and every time, he was wearing a black old cotton jacket and cotton pants to wave to me, and his mouth kept greeting: "Xiaoliang, Xiaoliang, I am your master, come on, I will give you candy to eat......

Every time my father shows up, there are always unusual things happening, either about me or about our family, and these things are not good.

Anyway, I'm used to it, I always think that other people in our family, like me, can also see my father, but after a few times, I concluded that they really can't see it, and only I can see it.

I still play in our yard every day without worry, sometimes watching the slender water bees lying on the edge of the water and sucking on the mud floor, sometimes chasing and watching the big gold gang with its glittering shell spinning around the window in the sun, I always thought it was very fun, and sometimes I could watch it all morning and have fun.

This morning, as usual, I watched my parents walk out of the courtyard gate with a hoe, and I obediently carried my little red bench, sat under the dragon gate, and looked at the jujube tree outside, a large skeletal hornet with the color of tiger skin, buzzing and flying in circles from bottom to top along the crooked neck jujube tree.

I felt that this skeleton wasp was too powerful and domineering, and I admired it with infinite admiration, so I got up from the small bench, stared at the skeleton hornet that kept flashing red in the sun, and walked towards the crooked neck jujube tree step by step.