Before He An reached the door of the house, he saw a glimmer of light in the house. Pushing open the hidden door, a lamp is like a bean, and the figure under the lamp has his back to him, sitting on a bench and pouring himself a drink, it is his uncle He Kui.

On the table are two pairs of chopsticks, half a bowl of white porridge, two garlic heads, and a plate of kidney beans. Hearing He An's footsteps, He Kui raised his head and drank a cup, but he didn't reply: "Why did you come back so late?" The porridge in the stove is cold, I'll go and give you hot heat."

He An's head warmed, sat down on the stool next to He Kui, took out the chicken leg wrapped in reed leaves from his arms, put it on the plate of kidney beans and said, "Uncle, this is ...... I was asked to bring it to you, appetizers! After speaking, he smiled shyly, snatched the wine cup from He Kui's hand, and poured a full glass, "You sit and drink slowly, I will come by myself for such a trivial matter as hot porridge!" ”

"Dazhi, that rabbit cub, I haven't been here for some days!" He Kui pulled the corners of his mouth and raised his glass to take a sip.

The light reflected half of He Kui's face, flickering on and off, he was about forty years old, his beard was unkempt, and his long black and gray hair was tied in a bun, which was casually draped.

His eyes were deep and melancholy, and the left side of his face was like a scar between his eyes. The scar is thin and narrow, and the strange thing is that instead of breaking the phase, the whole person has added a little wild and uninhibited temperament.

He An brought hot porridge from the kitchen and sat beside He Kui to eat. He Kui drank another glass of wine, picked up the chicken leg, peeled off the reed leaves, and put it in He An's bowl.

"You're growing up, eat more." After He Kui finished speaking, he took a kidney bean, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Under the light, He An turned his head and found that his uncle's sideburns had a few more gray hairs at some point......

After the meal, He An washed the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned up, and told He Kui about the interesting things that happened in the private school in the past few days. When I heard He An talk about the teaching of a new person surnamed Fang, he came from Luoyang Zhixingyuan in Kyoto. A different color flashed under He Kui's eyes, and He An said that this teacher usually doesn't talk much, and the principle of the professor's technique is somewhat similar to what his uncle usually talks about......

He Kui nodded, looking at He An's handsome and childish face, and a majestic figure couldn't help but appear in his mind...... The sound of killing in the drums of war shook the sky, the arrows in the sky were like flying locusts, and the enemy army charged into battle against the guns and halberds, and the horse stepped on the joint camp, and the strange woman always walked side by side with him, wearing red sweat and wet temples, and wielding her double swords vigorously, like a burning fire cloud......

He Kui shook his head, drove the thought out of his mind, a loving look flashed in his eyes, his big hand stroked He An's head, and said softly: "Zhixing Academy is famous all over the world, this teacher must have something extraordinary, you have to follow it well." It's getting late, rest early, I'll feed the horses. After saying that, he stood up, took one left leg, slowly dragged the other, and opened the door......

His right leg was disabled and turned out to be a cripple.

The next day I went to school, and in the morning there was a teacher named Ding Wenxiu, who talked about "Xiaoya Lumingzhishi". When it comes to "In the past, I went back, and the willows followed." Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling", Fan Dazhi laughed twice, but fortunately the teacher didn't find out.

In the afternoon, as usual, the old master lectured on "The Book of Rites of the University", this time Fan Dazhi did not sleep, he stared out of the window in distraction, and occasionally peeked at He An's eyes...... finally got to the school after school, and a group of children scattered in an instant.

He An and Fan Dazhi slipped to the bank of the Hanshui River, stepped on the soft grass by the river, and watched the river sparkle and cool breeze.

Fan Dazhi said happily: "He An, wait a minute, let's catch the big fish and roast it directly, I'm ready." After saying that, this guy actually took out a fire fold from his arms, and took out a small oiled paper bag, and when he opened it, it turned out to be green salt grains, chili pepper powder, cumin powder and other condiments.

He An said with a smile: "You know how to eat all day long, and your father found out about stealing half a roast chicken yesterday, right?" Did it hit you? Fan Dazhi scratched his head and sneered: "My father is just putting on a show, in fact, he is reluctant to beat me."

The two of them said as they found the rope that had been tied to the root of the tree yesterday. He An pulled a fish basket up first, and the draining wet fish basket was just dragged up to the riverbank, Fan Dazhi hurriedly put his face up, pouted his ass and looked at it for a long time, turned the fish basket over, and poured out a stone, a few broken chicken bones, and a river shrimp the size of an index finger.

Fan Dazhi smashed his mouth and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, such a big basket actually caught a shrimp." But...... The grilled shrimp taste superb too, eh...... It would be nice to have a few more. ”

After speaking, he grabbed the river shrimp into the fish basket, and flew up and kicked the stone into the river, and with a "poof" sound, a few splashes of water.

He An went to pull another fish basket again, and felt extremely heavy when he dragged it, and said urgently: "Dazhi, come and help!"

Fan Dazhi cheered, and ran quickly to grab the rope with He An. The two of them pulled together, and as soon as the fish basket came out of the water, they saw the tail of the fish in the basket flicking, only splashing the water, and the rope was stretched straight.

Fan Dazhi shouted happily, and He An laboriously pulled the fish basket ashore, and poured out two big carps that weighed three or four catties. The two fat fish snapped and jumped on the ground, and were held down hard by He An, and their huge tails slapped the ground in vain.

The basket then rolled out a stone, a herring more than a foot long, and a brown-skinned crab the size of a fist. The crab puffed out his eyes, held two pairs of fluffy claws, and showed off his might at Fan Dazhi.

"Fuck you!" Fan Dazhi laughed and scolded, stretched out a foot, and made a gesture to kick, and the crab crossed the grass on the shore with great speed, slipped into the river, spat out a string of blisters, and disappeared......

It was getting dark, and the firelight was shining on Fan Dazhi's face, and he stared obsessively at the grilled fish on the fire, salivating. The fish was dressed in willow branches, the tail was rolled, and the body of the fish was already roasted and browned, while He An was not paying attention, Fan Dazhi secretly pulled a piece of meat from the fin of the fish, and hurriedly put it in his mouth, and inhaled the cool air directly......

The two roasted two fat carp, He An ate half of them, and most of the rest went into Fan Dazhi's stomach. He An carefully removed half of the fish meat, wrapped it in reed leaves, and prepared to bring it to Miao Feifei.

Miao Feifei is the daughter of Aunt Liu, a tailor in the village, and He An are of the same age, the two grew up playing with mud together, and now that they are getting older, He An goes to private school again, and the two see each other less. But after all, the children are childhood sweethearts, but their love is increasing unabated.

Fan Dazhi burped, laughed again, and joked to He Andao: "I thought you brought grilled fish to Uncle He, but it turned out to be Feifei...... Yang Liu Yiyi, now I come to think, rain and snow Feifei, Miao Feifei, I think of Miao Feifei. In the end, this guy deliberately pinched his throat and sharpened his throat, and his tone was extremely obscene.

He An suddenly realized that when the teacher in the school taught "Cai Wei" in the morning, this thing had no reason to laugh, but it was because he remembered Miao Feifei.

He An washed his hands by the river, shook the water stains on his hands, and said with a thoughtful voice: "I heard that Sun Erniang from the oil mill in the east of the village likes you very much, saying that although you are a little greedy and fat, you are still sincere." She has asked the matchmaker to discuss with your father a few times, and when the Spring Festival begins, she will give you and his tiger girl an engagement, and when the time comes, your new aunt, don't forget to invite my eldest brother to drink the wedding wine. ”

Fan Dazhi's face turned pale when he heard this, and he couldn't help but shudder when he thought of Sun Erniang, who was famous and pungent in the village, and her daughter Huniu, who had a freckled face and a big waist and a round waist. The general said suspiciously: "He An, don't talk nonsense, I'll go back and ask my father, if there is really such a thing, I will ...... I...... I'd rather die. ”

He An laughed, and said that his uncle He Kui missed Fan Dazhi for many days, Fan Dazhi patted his thigh, and he went, just go, and go back with you tonight.

As they spoke, they doused the charcoal fire with water and threw the leftover fish bones into the river. Fan Dazhi tied the big herring with a straw rope around his waist, and took the steps that his six relatives did not recognize.

The two walked under the big locust tree at the head of the village, He An followed Fan Dazhi to just step into the threshold of his house, Fan Dazhi and his father split a rag and flew over, Fan Dazhi dodged sideways, and hit He An in the face.

"Bunny, come back so late, I don't have your food!" Father Fan scolded, and when he saw He An behind Fan Dazhi, his old face turned red.

He An tore off the rag with a strong rancid smell on his face and said hello to Fan Youfu. Fan's father smiled and invited He An to sit down for tea, turned his head and saw the herring on his son's waist like a waist knife, his face sank, and he was about to have a seizure, Fan Dazhi hung his head, held the fish with both hands to his father, and said in a sullen voice: "He An caught it...... Honoring you. ”

Father Fan said with a smile on his face: "Oops...... Xiao An, how does this make it, oops...... Look at you, you are so young, you know etiquette so much, you are really much stronger than our family......" Father Fan praised He An, and glared at his son fiercely.

Fan Dazhi turned into a stuffy gourd in front of his father. Sitting on the stool, he first sat down like an old monk, and then kept rubbing his fingers, as if his two fingers were stained with filth that could never be washed.

When Fan Youfu turned around and took the herring to the stove, Fan Dazhi suddenly came to life again, rummaged through the box and cabinets to find a wine jug, opened his own wine vat and sifted a full pot of wine in his arms, said hello to his father, and ran away with He An.

Fan Dazhi's house is the most lively area in the village, next to the big locust tree. In addition to the tavern of the Fan family, there is also the blacksmith shop of Zhang Laoshi's family, the tofu mill of Uncle Wang's family, and the row of low houses to the end, and the corner is a tailor's shop, where Miao Feifei's family lives.

The door of the tailor's shop was closed, and the two saw through the applique window that the lights were on in the room, and Miao Feifei and her mother Miao Liu were cutting cloth patterns under the lamp with a hinged cloth ruler, and a bamboo basket was placed next to it, which was piled with spinning wheels, spindles, rags and other needles and threads.

Miao Feifei lay on the table beside him, holding a brush in his hand, scribbling on a piece of white paper. Her posture of holding the pen was wrong, and the words she wrote were crooked, and she was secretly angry when she was writing, and she heard He An calling her softly outside.

Miao Feifei's eyes lit up, he threw down the brush and jumped up to open the door, hesitated for a moment, turned around and ran to the dressing mirror, looked left and right, pulled the Qi bangs in front of his forehead, and turned around and ran to his mother Miao Liu's side, rummaging in the basket looking for something.

Miao Liu glanced at her and smiled meaningfully. Miao Feifei pretended not to see it, found what she wanted, and turned around and left in a hurry.

He An gave the grilled fish to Miao Feifei, and when he saw that it was not early, he turned around and was about to leave. Miao Feifei suddenly stopped him, took out a handkerchief from his arms and said: "Brother He, this is a handkerchief that I learned from my mother and gave it to you, my craftsmanship is not good, you are not allowed to dislike it." And also...... My mother agreed, and tomorrow I will go to school in a private school, and I went to the school with my mother at noon to report my name, and Mr. Xi also gave me a pen and rice paper. ”

There are not many girls in the private school, and He An has always regretted that this playmate who has grown up since he was a child can't study. Unexpectedly, Miao Feifei actually persuaded his mother, and couldn't help but be happy for her, and said excitedly: "Okay, I'll go to school with you tomorrow with Dazhi." After speaking, he took the handkerchief handed over by Miao Feifei, but it was bulging, and it was warm to the palm, and when he opened the handkerchief, it was a boiled red-skinned egg.

Miao Feifei glanced at Fan Dazhi and said apologetically: "Brother Dazhi, I didn't know that you were also here, and you didn't have time to make too many handkerchiefs...... Next time, I'll make it up to you next time, okay? ”

Fan Dazhi hid aside, and Miao Feifei, who was unguarded, talked to him, his face turned red instantly, but fortunately he couldn't see it clearly at night. He muttered, "It's okay, it's okay." Miao Feifei looked at Fan Dazhi with a cowardly look, covered his mouth and sneered, and turned around to go back to the house.

At night, the moon and stars are sparse, and the road is like daylight. Walking through the ancestral hall of the village, along a row of willow trees, through two alleys, two rows of low grass houses and a stable at the easternmost end of the alley are He An's house.

There was no light in the room, He An was secretly puzzled, pushed open the hidden door, and just stepped into the threshold with one foot, there was a "whew" in the darkness, and a strong wind was blowing.

He An turned his head sideways, tucked his abdomen, raised his palms, bent his knees, checked his elbows, swept his legs, listened to the wind in the dark, and instantly dodged, or blocked several attacks, and suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and was beaten back two steps......

"Yes, it's rare to be able to take my ten moves!" As soon as the words fell, the lights in the room turned on, and a person sat on a stool, holding a stick, it was his uncle He Kui.