Eleven (2)

"Heaven and earth are ours!" The boss clenched his hands into fists with a serious expression and shouted to the sky, "Freedom is ours!" ”

Perhaps this is the difference between people in the city and people in the mountains. Running away from home is such a helpless thing for Qian Aishu, he even refuses to admit that it is running away from home, and has always wanted to find a high-sounding reason. He kept emphasizing to himself that I was just going out for a walk and that my head wouldn't hurt so much. This is one reason why he thinks it's important for him to run away from home.

However, for the boss, they don't need a reason to run away from home. If there is one reason for this, it is "running away from home".

"I never distinguish between cause and effect, and I do what I have to do."

But in Qian Aishu's view, the boss's so-called "do what you have to do." It's better to say, "Do whatever you want." Perhaps, these are mixed up in themselves, and the boss is right. It's all runaways, it's the same.

The problem with the car was solved. The boss said that he wanted to give the "convoy" a vigorous name. It was proposed to call the "Prodigal Son" convoy. The rest said, it's too cheesy! It's just vulgar! What's that called?! The proposer's neck was red, and the green tendons on his forehead were bulging. "It's no match for the stupid hat, so it's called the stupid hat team?" "Silly hat!? You can't die if you die! The boss looked like he was going to slap someone, "I said it earlier, don't come out if you don't want to, if you come out, you have to have a heart!" The man bowed his head.

Later, Qian Aishu knew that the person who lowered his head just now was "the same family as him five hundred years ago" - because he was called the second child, Qian Aishu was called the eldest second. Knowing this layer of relationship. Qian Aishu had a preconceived psychological sense of closeness to him. I always want to talk to him.

The name of the team was never decided. But it doesn't matter. Everyone's purpose is to escape, it doesn't matter if you have a name or not. The boss took out a large map from his backpack and spread it out on the ground, and everyone gathered around in a circle. The boss's eyes are quite sharp, and he saw the Yellow River at a glance, and he pointed it out to everyone - look, this is the Yellow River! - Everyone knows that it is the Yellow River - this is where we are going, and the boss continued, we are going to cross the Yangtze River. Qian Aishu looks at the second, the second looks at the third, and the third looks at the fourth...... Look back at the boss - so far! They said in unison.

"Isn't that exactly what we need?" The Boss said, "The farther away the better!" ”

The farther away the better, Qian Aishu thinks the same way. But to really go so far, can "escape" support him to go so far? Under the sun, there are dark and invisible shadows. The Boss pointed to a road, looked up for the direction of the sun, discerned the direction it was leading, and after careful consideration, the Boss said, "This is it!" ”

That's it, indeed. Everyone rode along this road and kept riding forward, as if there was no end to the road. That's right! The boss said that such a lofty goal should always follow this path, there is no end, there is no end, there is never an end!

It's going to happen! There will be an end to the day. The second reminded the boss. There was a melancholy in the boss's eyes that could not be replicated. The oncoming wind crackled in my ears like firecrackers. The boss stomped on a few feet and scurried forward.

On the way, they stopped at the edge of a small village. Everyone squatted under a large locust tree at the edge of the village. The sun is very poisonous, and the long sun exposure will almost roast them into bacon. The boss asked Qian Aishu to go with him to the village to "beg" for a pot of tea. Qian Aishu stood up and followed the boss. The second child chased after him and said, "Boss, you go and rest, I'll just go with the eldest second." The boss looked back and forth, okay, then you two go and come back quickly.

Qian Aishu and the second child went to the village. This is still at the edge of the village, and there is still a paddy field across the village from the place where the residents live, and a small river runs through the paddy field. Connecting the two sides of the river is a small bridge made of wooden stakes and planks – the kind often seen in Wang Wei's landscape paintings. Suddenly, an egret fluttered out of the paddy field, and the egrets on the other side of the river also responded, flying out in the east and west....... Looking up from the small bridge, I saw the willow trees with soft branches at the head of the bridge, and there were faintly a few columns of light cooking smoke, like a faint brush in Chinese painting, in the blue sky, it is a coordinated color.

The river water is clear and rippling, and a few gray ducks and white geese in the middle, with red anthuriums, plucking clear waves, come slowly. Qian Aishu and the second child went on the wooden bridge, and the second child stood in the middle of the bridge with a solemn expression. If a third person saw it, he would definitely see that compared to the second child, Qian Aishu's expression was numb.

"Let's go, don't spoil such a good view." Qian Aishu pushed the second child and said.

"It doesn't matter, the sky is still the sky." The second half looked up, "I don't know what my mother is doing now?" The second child paused, "I miss my mother so much." ”

"Then why don't you go back?" Qian Aishu asked the second child.

The second child didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he said, "I can't live with my mom and dad." ”

"What's so sorry, call dad and mom, don't everything be over......"

"You don't understand......" The second child snatched Qian Aishu's words.

"Brother." Qian Aishu shouted.

The second child looked at Qian Aishu and nodded, his eyes told Qian Aishu that he had a lot to say, and Qian Aishu listened quietly-