(There are always a lot of regrets in life, and there are also many things that you want to deny, and Chen Feng is the same.) There is a hatred in his heart, and he hates it to the core, but he can't hate it for many reasons. People who heard about his mind persuaded him to let go, but I can't change this experience, because Chen Feng here is the author himself. ）

The men repeated Chen Feng's bravery that day over and over again, some people said that his posture of blocking the knife was beautiful, some praised the stumbling block under his feet was strong enough, and some praised the momentum of the palm he finally launched. What's more, a few stunned boys actually coaxed Chen Feng to play a few routines, and even pushed his son and grandson out to apprentice. Chen Feng didn't know how to deal with it, but his grandfather scolded him back one by one.

Unlike men, women like to talk about the blood of that place, and how sorry it is for Haizi to talk about it. By the way, he will describe the tragic appearance of Haizi's father when he died, and sigh how pitiful Haizi's mother is. They won't let Chen Feng play tricks, and they won't bring their sons and grandsons to apprentice, but they will let Chen Feng stand up straight and show them how solid he looks. Then he will "have an idea" to ask if he is engaged, and whose daughter is good-looking, and at first glance it is the life of a son, and he is going to say that he will be his daughter-in-law, and her parents saw him that day and thought it was good......

After surviving the excitement of these two days, the small courtyard finally returned to calm. The dark clouds finally covered the sky of my hometown, and the sweltering heat gradually dissipated, maybe it was time for rain......

The night's breeze did not bring a drop of rain or the dark clouds in the sky, but only an extraordinarily long morning.

Such a gray morning is the most suitable for sleeping, no matter how grandpa walks around the house, no matter how he pats his grandson's face, Chen Feng doesn't want to open his eyes, let alone get up to eat. Grandpa went back to the room where he slept to smoke in a fit of rage, and after a while, he even snored.

When Chen Feng opened his eyes, he found that he was the only one in the room, and he didn't know where his grandfather had gone for a walk, maybe he was chatting with his old buddies. I simply washed my face and grabbed a fritter that had become soft, but I choked. hurriedly picked up the soy milk that had been cooled and drank most of the bowl in one go.

The plastic curtain hanging outside the door moved, and a figure walked in from the outside. It was a young figure, and Chen Feng could conclude that this was not a grandfather. Chen Feng didn't think it was strange that relatives and neighbors who walked around a lot in their hometown would enter the door directly without saying hello, and people were not as distant as in the city. And this is exactly what grandpa talks about all day at home.

"Tie Niu, where is your father?"

Before Chen Feng could speak, his uncle had already glanced at his grandfather's room. Chen Feng said that he didn't know, and while hesitating to let him into the house, he regretted that he got up too late.

Anyone who has ever raised a son in the family will know that the son is the most sloppy animal, and it is harder to get him up and fold the quilt than to kill him. And the same is true of the kang that Chen Feng just got up, although there is no need to cover it in summer, there will be no mountains of clothes and bedding on the kang, and even towels and quilts are not needed, but the bed he slept in definitely does not look good.

He likes to sleep with two pillows, one on his head and one in his arms. It's a pity that I don't sleep honestly, and the pillow is like being struck by lightning all night, and there are thousands of ravines twisted and twisted. Lying on the kang and looking at the mobile phone, what chargers, power banks, data cables, headphones, bits and pieces are everywhere. Only the towel was relatively neat, so it was not opened at all. The towel was slipped down from my stomach overnight, and when I woke up in the morning, it had run into the corner. By the way, there are also the few half-sleeves that I brought from home, since the day he came back, he has been shirtless, and the half-sleeves have not been worn on the kang at all, and they have been thrown everywhere one by one. Plus the panties and big pants that have been changed out for a few days...... Spectacular!

"Uncle Erbao, are you okay with your arm?"

"It's okay, it's a little broken."

Uncle Er Bao glanced at the kang and showed a subtle smile, sat on the kang weir next to the pillow, and gently shook the arm hanging from his neck with gauze, and the air instantly fell into embarrassment.

"My grandfather is out, I don't know where he went, I just woke up."

"I can see it."

Chen Feng finally understood why his grandfather didn't live in the big house, although this room was spacious and bright, but although the old house had been flipped, it still retained its traditional layout, like all old houses. As soon as you enter the room, you will find the kitchen, and turn right to the big house, which has tables, chairs, coffee tables, and a large kang opposite. This room is both a bedroom and a living room, and the conditions are naturally the best in all aspects, but it is definitely the most crowded.

Grandpa wanted to be quiet and occupy the hut. Leaving the big house to him, it is said that he feels sorry for his grandson, and it seems that forcing him to learn to clean up the house is the goal.

"I didn't expect Haizi to be so sick." Chen Feng lowered his head slightly, deliberately avoided Erbao's eyes, crooked his mouth and squeezed out a little smile, and said in a daze. "When I came back a few years ago, I always heard that he was fine, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful."

"Your father and I have never let you see him, just because we are afraid that he will get sick." Erbao looked at Chen Feng and seemed to recall something. For so many years, he knew that Chen Feng had been avoiding him, and he was unwilling to say a word to him. But he couldn't help it, looking forward to summer year after year, looking forward to Chen Feng's return. "You were admitted to university that year, and Haizi, who didn't know how, knew about it, and cut down his uncle in a few days......" He lowered his head, as if staring at a cigarette butt hiding in the corner, but his eyes did not leave Chen Feng. The person did not die, and lay in the hospital for several days. He paused again and let out a soft sigh of regret, "It was I who tied up Haizi and sent him to the mental hospital, using that rope." ”

Not knowing what to say, Chen Feng's face was as gloomy as the sky outside the window. Maybe he should say something, even if it's a lamented sigh. But he couldn't say anything, as if time had washed his memory into pebbles like flowing water, and even if it stayed at the bottom of the river without moving in the slightest, it was no longer as acrimonious as it had been.

For the bits and pieces of Haizi, Chen Feng remembers. They used to be so good, they were inseparable everywhere. Swim together, eat together, chase rabbits with dogs, catch fish together, dig mouse holes together, take naps together...... But remembering only remembers, even if every time he thinks about it, he will feel a slight chill in his heart, and he is no longer so vivid in Chen Feng's heart.

"You two have the best play, when you were a kid you always ran to him with your bare little ass, and you were still soaking together as a teenager. That year......"

"That year......" Chen Feng interrupted Uncle Erbao's words and threw him a murderous look. I'm not the kid I was ten years ago...... No one scared me. ”

As if surprised by this sudden anger, Erbao wanted to say a few more words, but he couldn't open his mouth under that sharp gaze. The silly boy seemed to suddenly remember to drink a glass of water, and stood up to find it. The tall body stirred the dim light in the room, like a thick wall. Erbao also stood up, said "I'm going back" and hurriedly escaped from the house, disappearing outside the door.

Looking at the empty doorway, the hand holding the water glass trembled uncontrollably. I didn't expect this beast to have the face to stand in front of him, and the face to mention the events of the past, and I didn't expect that I could hold back his life.

He stood stiffly in place, pursing his lips tightly. Perhaps, unconsciously, he will be able to avenge the shame of the past years, and no one will know, and no one will know. It's just a gust of wind that blew off the dead branches on the tree and smashed them on Erbao's head impartially. Or the wire hanging in the air suddenly broke and happened to fall on Erbao. Or to put it more simply, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and God killed him.

He can come up with ten thousand ways to get revenge, and no one will suspect him in each of them. And it's a cloudy day today, and it's normal for wind and thunder to blow. But he just didn't make a move, and let the anger in his heart roll in his chest, until a tear welled up in the little black eyes, and he dried it again.

Biting his lip hatefully, his two innocent eyebrows twisted into twists. I closed my eyes, opened them again, and it was that hot noon again......

Time passed, and the god of wind returned to the past.

For ten years, this day has been like a nightmare, jumping out of the corner of memory from time to time to entangle Chen Feng. He had long forgotten why his grandfather was not at home at noon that day, and why the door of the house was not locked. The door never seemed to be locked, and Grandpa never seemed to leave the house at noon.

He walked around the house, but never found his grandfather. Finally, I couldn't help but want to look at myself back then, and timidly reached out to lift the curtain hanging on the door frame, but my heart ached. Just like the day he was born, his hand seemed to pass through a shadow, and he still couldn't touch anything in this plane.

The little fat man was lying on the kang of the hut on all fours, like a small mountain, and his whole body was hard. Except for a pair of small blue underwear, this kid has cleaned up his body. The sun shone in through the window, and the shy belly shone together. The tender little black face muttered from time to time, and his heavy breathing seemed to tell the world that he would grow up to be a snoring expert. The wide feet occasionally moved their toes, and even the soles of the feet were red because of the vigorous life.

Chen Feng sat in front of the bed and looked at himself when he was a child, he was so cute when he was a child, almost every adult who saw him wanted to hug this hot little fat man and kiss him. At that time, he was so happy, except for thinking of his parents at night, he never shed tears.

Looking at it, he also wanted to reach out and touch the black boy in front of him, wanting to pat his little face. He didn't want to disturb his sweet dreams, but he had to wake him up and give him a reason to get out of here, to hide from the future that was bound to happen.

He didn't wake up until his big thick hand was about to touch his little black face, and the person in front of him was only a shadow to him, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up the person in his dream.

I really hope that time will stop at this moment, and the sweet dreams of the silly boy will never turn gray.