What appeared on Chen Feng's face was an unpredictable expression, if I had to describe it, I am afraid I can only say that there was a point of disappointment, two points of anger, five points of helplessness, and two points of impatience that even he himself did not know where to come from.

This expression made Hong Liang feel a little helpless for a while, hesitantly stepping on the frozen soil everywhere, following Chen Feng's footsteps, leaving his young father behind.

The wall of time opened before them, but it still seemed to be shrouded in a fog. Unable to help but be full of suspicion, Hong Liang turned around and ran back to his father's side, reaching out and grabbing the oil-stained gang of the three-horse carriage.

Suddenly hesitated, looked up at the nine cold days, and then looked at himself shirtless and barefoot, lest his appearance would frighten the father in front of him.

But this hesitation did not slow him down in the slightest, and the cart fluttered like origami under his big hand.

Perhaps it was the sudden ease that surprised him, and the sweaty young man looked down at the tires in disbelief, and then looked back behind him.

Hong Liang subconsciously blocked his body with his hand, but was disappointed to see that his father's gaze was like a beam of light through glass, and there was no stop on his body.

He didn't understand what kind of feeling he had in his heart, and for a moment, he even believed Chen Feng's words, maybe he shouldn't have come. But when his father's gaze crossed him, he was very eager for him to see himself, to see his grown son.

Maybe he won't know him, maybe his father will only think of him as a kind-hearted silly boy, shirtless helping a stranger push a cart in the biting cold wind, but he still wants him to see himself, even if it's just a grinning and a hearty grin, a simple joke.

Immersed in that bright gaze, all kinds of possibilities and expectations in my mind flashed like countless movie clips, and an inexplicable noise sounded in my ears, as if coming from another world......

A huge brown figure flew past him, a heart-rending tremor that flicked his hands away......

When I sat up from the frozen ground, I couldn't stop the cramping in my heart.

The brown beast stood in front of him with its head bowed, snorting incessantly, and spewing out of its mouth and nose the moisture condensed by the cold. The owner of the mule was desperately tugging at the reins, but at his feet lay a young man struggling to breathe.

It was a suffocating breath, mouth wide open, blood splattering from mouth and nose with exhaled breath, and less and less breath in......

Two big feet suddenly appeared in front of Hong Liang's eyes, and his dry eyes looked up along his bare thighs, it was Chen Feng, who was still cold. The ice-like face was even more chilling than the cold of this winter, and the eyes that shot out of the small eyes were even more dazzling than the sunlight in this winter.

"It's all true?"

"If you actually push that cart, that's the reality."

"You help me get out of the mule......"

Father's gaze passed through Hong Liang's body again, and the smile in his eyes was clearer than the blue sky on a sunny day. But this smile was different in his eyes.

Again he came to that gloomy intersection, and turned his head to look left and right, thinking that if the beast suddenly jumped out, he would immediately lift his father up. But when the mule appeared in front of him, Chen Feng was riding on it with his arms crossed. It just stood dumbfounded, and next to it stood the owner of the car, who was as panting as the animal.

With a deep sigh, he followed in his father's footsteps little by little.

The boiled pork was steaming in the north wind, and the young and old who came and went did not stop. The sweat on my father's face dried in the wind, and under the cold wind, the young face gradually cracked.

In the eyes of God, the people who had been passing by gathered together, and there was no bargaining, no picking, and the remains of the whole pig disappeared in the robbery. While others were still worried about not being able to sell the goods, my father regretted that he couldn't make an extra pot of water.

With the blessing of his son, the people of the entire bazaar did not dare to stop in front of his car. Smoothly out of the crowd, the first one got into the car, grinned home, squinted and giggled. Hong Liang sat in the car and threw Chen Feng a smug look.

Chen Feng floated in the air, looking down at this father and son of the same age, with hesitant relief in his eyes, hoping that this peace would never be broken. It's just that everything in this world doesn't change because of his expectations, just like the stone not far away, which always rolls down the slope at an unexpected moment.

Red, the second time in this world that has never appeared. In this short period of time, the color of blood stained the sight of the two teenagers red. In the blink of an eye, the father, who was still excited to go home early, drove the small tricycle with the snacks he bought for his two sons, and a cloud of black smoke on the dusty brick road refused to disperse for a long time. The swift wheels rolled against the tumbling stones, and the car flew up.

Hong Liangyu sat up with his body over, but his father was smashed under the falling three-horse carriage. Waist, a piece of blood.

The hands struggled, and the exuberant life fought against death in the last few seconds, but it could not stop it from fading. Hong Liang stood up, and Chen Feng fell.

"I can block this stone for you, and I can protect him for the rest of his life, and I can make his life go well, and let him live to be eighty or ninety years old. can also write everything he has along this road, and he can turn everything he writes into his real past. ”

Chen Feng looked at Hong Liang, looked at his excited eyes, and told him that the wind god was powerful.

"But have you thought about the outcome?"

"As a result, my dad can live a good life, and he will not suffer again in this life."

Because he robbed the business, the old man in the stall next to him had a bad year, and he died of anger in the first month. His son is not angry, and his two grandsons are counting on their old couple. Chen Feng said, "The woman who was hypnotized by you used all the money on her body to buy your father's pig's head meat, but she failed to buy back cotton clothes for her father-in-law, and was beaten by her husband when she went home. You asked the mechanic to cut in line and repair the three-horse carriage for your father......"

"Don't say it, it has nothing to do with me, I just want my dad to be well!"

"Okay, then let's talk about something that has something to do with you." Chen Feng's voice was still cold, but there was a tremor in his chest.

If his previous feelings were full of disappointment, two anger, five helplessness and two impatience, at this moment, his heart was disappointed and indescribably torn apart.

Waving his hand to erase the scene in front of him, closing his eyes and not wanting to think about the picture under the tricycle, Chen Feng stood in the gap of time and frowned. The damp heat in his eyes flowed back to the bottom of his heart under this closed eyelid, and this cold feeling made him feel that the heat all over his body just standing in front of Yingzi was completely fake.

This day, this night, gave him too many things that he couldn't erase.

Looking at the past that had never happened, tears flowed down Hong Liang's eyes like a river. In Chen Feng's world, the past twenty years have been happy and happy. Although in reality, he has not really suffered much since he was a child, but the scenes of his parents' generation who have tried their best to survive still break his heart.

This is his dream, dreaming that the family can be happy for a long time, and the original tranquility will not be broken because of the sudden departure of anyone. Dad won't fall down without warning, he won't sweat profusely in the cold wind pushing a broken tricycle that he doesn't know how many hands he has passed, and he won't hide from the whole family and cry secretly at night.

He had seen his tears, on that midsummer night. It was a melon field, which looked particularly mysterious under the moonless night sky. He fell asleep with his father in the grass hut with the wind on both sides, only to feel the mosquitoes buzzing in his ears, and a pu fan gently fanned, and the warm wind helped him drive away the annoying humming.

That year, he was seven years old.

It's just that this calm is just an illusion, and Dad's sleepless nights can't stop seven or eight people from smashing and looting. In the dim night, Hong Liang's eyes saw countless shadows, and what he heard in his ears were his father's threats and scolding.

"Bright, don't go out, don't shout." These were the last words that my father left for him before rushing out.

Dad came back, shaking his body. He didn't turn on the flashlight, but just hugged his trembling son tightly with his thick and weak arms, and whispered, "It's okay boy, go to sleep." ”

When the son stopped moving, the father crawled out of the grass hut and squatted in the melon field and sobbed.

In the darkness, Hong Liang opened his eyes like this, looking at his father's unrecognizable back in the gap in the grass shed......

"It's going to be over, this bad past, this fucking life."

Hong Liang cursed in his heart, stretched out his hand to pull Chen Feng, as if this tightly held hand could tell the people in front of him all his despair about life.

Chen Feng did not disappoint him, lifted the curtain of time, and gave him a calm and peaceful past.

In this history that has never happened, the Ma family lives smoothly and happily, and all the stability and good fortune imaginable in ordinary life have come to this family. Even if the wind and rain are not smooth, their home can always guarantee a good harvest year after year, and even if the crops are not in the market, they can always sell them for a good price.

And the two sons of this family also grew up peacefully, Hong Liang had a partner when he was in junior high school, the object was unexpectedly pregnant, he didn't want to go to school again, he dropped out of school and got married before he graduated, and gave birth to a big fat boy soon after. When he was eighteen or nineteen years old, his second son was born, and he built a house in the village and opened a small supermarket, earning not much money, but he was rich enough.

"Is that what you want?"

Without looking back, Chen Feng just quietly stared at the past that was about to happen. He could feel that Hong Liang's breathing was a little short at this time, and his accelerated heartbeat was pounding. The excitement converged into a loud "um" in the loud nasal cavity, followed by a quiet of excitement.

"Go in and see for yourself."

Without the slightest preparation, Hong Liang felt a big hand push on his back, and with a stumble, he broke into another world and stood outside the glass door of the supermarket.

I couldn't suppress the apprehension in my heart, and reached out to push the door, but it bounced back like an electric shock. Reach out again, bounce back again. Until a childish voice sounded behind him, and a small hand grabbed his shorts.

"Daddy......"

Turning back suddenly, two pairs of bright eyes were staring at him tightly, and two boys as dark as himself appeared behind him. One big and one small, like a pair of dolls customized according to the mold.

The older one should be six or seven years old, and the younger one is only two or three years old, which is the time to be cute.

The elder brother who had lost his milk and fat led the round younger brother, and suddenly the younger brother held the little chubby hand of the lollipop and pushed away the brother's arm and stretched out to Hong Liang, who was stunned.

Caught off guard, he didn't know what to do. Crumpiedly stretched out his hand to pick up the child, but the eldest rushed over and ran into the house.

Holding the younger son and pushing the door in, the eldest son was lifting the lid of the freezer, rummaging through the cabinets to find his favorite popsicle.

The curtain on the back door of the supermarket suddenly lifted, followed by a sharp roar.

A woman appeared in front of Hong Liang's eyes, pointing to her eldest son, who had poked half of his body into the freezer.

"Shut it up for me! Eat again, eat again and have diarrhea......"

Hong Liang's expression began to be in a trance, and the person standing in front of him was clearly his daughter-in-law who had never met before. I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, how could my vision be like this.

According to the aesthetics of weekdays, the woman in front of her cannot be regarded as a woman at all. Because of the birth of a child, the belly that is no longer flat is barely covered under a thin pajamas with broken flowers on a white background, and the two tits don't know if they are fed to the child, they look extraordinarily large, hanging flickering under the pajamas, obviously not wearing a bra. A fat bloated face can be seen to be shiny, and the hair that was originally neck-length was permed with thousands of curls, and it was willfully dyed into a withered yellow color. As for the lower body...... Does that count as legs? Your plastic slippers are too pink, aren't they?

"Am I blind in this world?" Hong Liang thought to himself.

Just as she was in a trance, the woman's two eyes shot a murderous aura, and she stared straight at her. One hand pointed at his son, who was already frightened and stood still, and the other hand pointed at the man holding the child in mid-air.

"Ma Hongliang, if your son has diarrhea today, I'm not done with you!" A voice shouted, and Hong Liang almost collapsed. I didn't expect the flames of war to burn on me so quickly.

"How many popsicles did he eat this day? You said! I know how to drink as a whole, what do you look fat into? Kid, have you ever had a day......"

"I didn't care what I was hugging?"

This was his life on the first day of this world. Maybe this is what he wants, a worldly to the most ordinary family, a brave and fierce wife, and two ignorant and simple children.