04

On one side of the courtyard where the Cheng family is located, there is a hut that belongs to Cheng Jiangshui.

The room was small, with a single bed and desk in it, and it was her paradise. There is still an open space the size of a dinner table in the corner outside the house, which used to be the best place for Cheng Jianghai to urinate urgently and solve it casually, of course, occasionally come to the "big one". Although she was symbolically slapped on her ass by Li Xiulan several times, she still had to sprinkle what should be sassed.

It confirms the old saying: people can't let urine suffocate to death.

After a long time, the smell of urine is strong and difficult to disperse, but the land is also slightly fertile.

Based on the consideration of Li Xiulan's love of eating apricots, Cheng Jia'an pondered simply planting an apricot tree on it, which not only solves the problem of the source of apricots, but also has a corresponding use for Cheng Jianghai's natural fertilizer, the best of both worlds.

Cheng Jia'an, who said he would do it, found an apricot sapling and dug a pit in the yard.

As for when this small sapling with a tall head will be able to bear fruit that can be eaten in his mouth, Cheng Jia'an certainly has his own thoughts and persistence.

He Yi'an came home from school and saw Cheng Jia'an digging a pit sweating profusely, so he quickly parked his bicycle and walked over.

"Godfather, I'm back!"

"Oh, it's back."

Looking at the small saplings on the side, He Yi'an asked suspiciously: "Godfather, are you going to plant trees?" ”

"Well, plant an apricot tree!"

"Apricot tree! Why do you want to plant apricot trees? ”

"Of course it's for food, do you expect to be cold!" Cheng Jia'an rolled his eyes, and explained while dancing with a hoe: "Your godmother is from Ganquan, she likes to eat this sour thing since she was a child, go buy it for her outside, and she always nagged about spending money, so I thought about simply planting one for her, once and for all." ”

He Yi'an pursed his lips, very disapproving: "Godfather, this has to wait until you can eat it, and you can't go to the Year of the Monkey?" He Yi'an's IQ is not low, but it is difficult to understand the simple thoughts of the person in front of him.

"I didn't think of digging a well because I was thirsty!"

Cheng Jia'an raised his head and looked at He Yi'an's playful smiling face, his eyes were slightly sunken: "People have these two eyes, you can't always keep your head down and stare in front of you, you still have to raise your head and look at the road ahead." Just because you can't eat now doesn't mean you won't be able to eat later. There are some things that you have to do when you think about them, and you just don't want to do them, na...... It's always an empty space! ”

This honest man's expression of his wife's emotions may not have the scorching heat that makes a woman's face red, nor does he have a flowery mouth. He is just using the most simple language, the simplest action, the most silent and considerate to tell you, I have you in my heart.

Carefully savor Cheng Jia'an's words, the simplicity seems to have far-reaching meanings, although I don't know what it specifically refers to, but it does sound reasonable, very much like a philosopher of life.

This is actually looking up to Cheng Jia'an, like a big truth like a dusk drum and morning bell, he can't say it, he can only pass on the principles of life he has experienced to the children in the most vulgar and easy-to-understand vernacular, as for how much he can understand and how much he inherits, Cheng Jiaan doesn't care.

"Oh, I see!" He Yi'an nodded modestly, then took off his shirt neatly and said, "Godfather, I'll dig it." ”

Cheng Jia'an straightened up, thumped his waist and legs, and handed the hoe to He Yi'an: "Okay, this old arm and leg is indeed a bit laborious, dig deeper, and spread a layer of fat underneath!" ”

"Oh, I know."

Cheng Jia'an walked to the side, sat on the small bench next to him, and lit a cigarette for himself to soothe and soothe himself.

His bad habit of smoking may have been developed in those troublesome years. It's not so much cultivated as forced.

Why smoke? Because I'm bored.

But why be bored? That's because there is an unrelieved depression in my heart, which brings a kind of suffocation that stops my throat and nose.

Many times, he wanted to go alone to the wilderness and scream wildly, and wanted to jump into the ice river to cool his nerves that were burned and numbed. When you're so depressed that you can't breathe. Then, you need to find an outlet not to be driven crazy.

For a man with a mountain on his back, there may be only two things that can do.

Smoke or drink!

Wine is a luxury for him, so all that is left is cigarettes.

As a doctor, he knew it was an unhealthy vice, but he could only talk about it to masturbate. The more troubles, the more fierce the pumping. Gradually, the cigarette will not leave the hand.

Seeing He Yi'an swinging his hoe vigorously, Cheng Jia'an suddenly remembered Li Xiulan's confession, and couldn't help but think in his heart, taking advantage of this time to talk to the child, and in the future, I am afraid that there will not be so many opportunities.

"Yi'an, your mother told me when she returned to Longyou, and she will help you transfer to a high school in the city in a few days, what do you think? Tell your godfather. ”

He Yi'an's hoe stopped in mid-air, his face suddenly became a little gloomy, and there was a little depression between his eyebrows: "What else can I think!" You can only listen to my mother first! ”

"Hmm!" Cheng Jia'an nodded, and said in a calm tone: "This mother is all for the good of her own children, Wanling is right to do this, you have to understand this." ”

"But I'm a little reluctant." He Yi'an's nose was a little sour, and he lowered his head and dug twice.

"Yes......" Cheng Jia'an glanced at him deeply, and a cloud of sorrow gathered between his eyebrows: "Hey! Think about it since you were 4 years old, you are in this home, this stay is 12 years, my godmother and I have already regarded you as our own children, you are gone, not only are you reluctant, we are not a taste in our hearts. ”

"Godfather!"

He Yi'an felt a sour feeling in his heart, and his subordinates involuntarily stopped, looking at Cheng Jia'an aggrievedly.

"Parents in the world are in general! What parent wants their child to be out there all the time? It's not their fault that your parents haven't been able to take care of you all these years. Looking back, you also failed to fulfill your filial piety as a child. A person who knows how to cherish can be regarded as a complete person...... You're right to go back! ”

Cheng Jia'an's conclusion was obviously in favor of his departure. This made He Yixin's grievances even stronger.

"Godfather, you're going to drive me away too!"

"!" Cheng Jia'an, who rarely scorns the children, couldn't help but roar.

But seeing He Yi'an bowing his head sadly, he couldn't bear it. Softened the tone in his mouth, Cheng Jia'an persuaded earnestly: "Hey! You don't have to be so sad as a child, when you get out of this door, aren't you our child? I didn't say I didn't recognize you! Now you have two homes, which is a rare blessing. O man! You can be willful, but you can't be spared. ”

Listening to Cheng Jia'an's words, He Yixin's head warmed: "Godfather, I understand everything you said, I cherish this blessing." When I have the ability, I also want to come back to repay you and my godmother, and honor you well. ”

Listening to the child's heartfelt words, Cheng Jia's head was a little touched by a spring wind. The family is a little poor, but the children's virtue is not lost, which is gratifying and proud.

For the sake of the child, no matter how much it is used in his heart, the truth must be instilled.

Cheng Jia'an had a cold face and continued: "Parents raised you, but they didn't go in return, they said that they were raising children to prevent old age, I see, the higher you fly, the farther you fly, the better." You have a good future and a good future, and that is to give us the best reward. ”

You have to listen to what you should hear, but what you think in your heart still has to be stubbornly insisted on, and it can't be moved!

He Yi'an craned his neck and looked at Cheng Jia'an: "Godfather, I don't want to fly far and high, no matter what happens in the future, I don't want to be too far away from you." ”

"You're a worthless one! The manly husband is so slimy. ”

Cheng Jia'an glanced at He Yi'an fiercely, but looking at his stubbornness that would never flinch, his heart was both relieved and irritable.

"Forget it! The future is uncertain. This is going back soon, and some godfathers want to bang you in person. ”

"Godfather, you say! I'm listening! He Yi'an responded obediently.

What should I say? Cheng Jia'an held back for a long time without saying a word, and he was really a little worried about He Yi'an's temperament.

This guy has not been close to He Weiguo since he was a child, after all, the time between the two has been too short. Now that he is going back, he is going to live under one roof, it would be bad if there was a father-son discord, He Weiguo did not hate himself to death.

Cheng Jia'an took a deep puff of his cigarette, and then said in a broken thought: "It's really a bit inappropriate for me to talk about this matter...... I just want to explain to you, this time, be obedient to your parents, feelings are something to be cultivated slowly, and you must learn to compare your heart to your heart! Well, especially with your father, you are not allowed to be bullish, you are not allowed to be brutal, and you are not allowed to hang your face. Well, you understand what I mean, right? ”

Just get to the point, don't say it too thoroughly. To put it bluntly, it still hurts a child's heart.

"Oh, I know!" He Yi'an nodded gloomily, he understood the subtext of Cheng Jia'an's words. But how to get along with He Weiguo safely, in fact, he is also in his heart, and he is not sure at all.

"I'm worried about that...... It's okay! After Cheng Jia'an explained this, he felt that everything that should be said had been said in place, and it would be up to the child to follow it. Suddenly, he added.

"Well, also, that is, when there is nothing to do, go back to this house often, don't make your godmother sad......"

These words were said in the name of Li Xiulan, but don't you care and don't you feel sad? It's just a big old man, who can't say anything.

"Hmm!" He Yi'an lowered his head sadly and continued to dig up, one at a time, as if he had put all his grievances into a hoe.