Ma Weiguo, Tietou, and Sihua came to Tietou's house together. The Tietou family lives on a mountain, belonging to the urban-rural junction, and they stand on the earthen wall facing the county seat at their feet, enjoying the openness and heroism of "being at the top of the mountain, and seeing the mountains at a glance". After dominating the world and pointing out the country, I don't know whose idea it was, the servants competed to pee on the opposite wall to see who had the longest range and the highest urine.

Three turbid and yellowish water columns sprayed out from the roof, Ma Weiguo did not forget his true colors as a literary and artistic youth, and shook his head and chanted: "The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river." The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. ”

Sihua came over and said flatteringly: "Boss, it should be 'Yellow River'." ”

Ma Weiguo was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought seriously for a moment, and suddenly patted Sihua's shoulder in surprise, "Yes, yes, yes, it's 'Yellow River', it's good, it's good, it's good, it's the finishing touch!" ”

Sihua was about to be proud, but a gust of wind blew the urine back, and the servants were in a hurry, carrying their pants and dodging.

Not knowing what to do next, the servants sat on the wall idle, swaying their legs rhythmically, and the monotony of life made them look at each other. As the boss, Ma Weiguo felt that it was his responsibility to liven up the atmosphere. He jumped down, faced the two people, cleared his throat, and shouted: "Ma Weiguo's solo concert starts now!" ”

Tie Tou's face was nervous, and he hurriedly tore the paper ball and stuffed his ears, muttering in his mouth: "Come and ...... again" Sihua also had a helpless expression of wanting to cry without tears.

Ma Weiguo tore away the throat of the male duck who was changing his voice, and the hoarse and unbearable voice had already hit him: "I used to ask endlessly...... Ah, when you go with me, you always laugh at me...... Nothing......"

The iron head and the four transformations looked at Ma Weiguo, who was singing, dancing and enjoying himself, with an indifferent expression, but he had already been used to it. "He builds his happiness on the pain of his forehead!" Sihua said to the iron head.

Ma Weiguo danced and sang on this stage of their own, looking tired, and finally finished singing "Nothing", sweating profusely and sitting on the stage, it seemed to be very cool.

Iron Head pulled a ball of paper out of his ear, walked to a shelf made of steel bars, and stood straight, measuring his height against the horizontal lines drawn on it, to see if he had grown recently. He didn't know who said, "Girls don't necessarily care if a man looks handsome or not, but he must be tall", so he has been paying special attention to his height recently. "If I'm one meter and eight big, tall and mighty standing in front of Gezhouba, it's strange if she doesn't open the gate!" Tietou thought beautifully, and in his mind was the scene of Gezhouba looking at himself in a daze, unconsciously swallowing saliva.

The iron head turned to Ma Weiguo: "Boss......"

Ma Weiguo glanced at him disdainfully, and said casually: "Has it grown on your body?" ”

The colorful soap bubbles of the iron head were ruthlessly punctured by Ma Weiguo, and he sat on the ground in disappointment.

Sihua suddenly remembered something, and asked Ma Weiguo: "Boss, those two goods said to cost two yuan, what do you do?" ”

Ma Weiguo grabbed a brick, slammed it on the ground, and smashed out a string of sparks: "Give the ball!" ”

At this time, an old-fashioned voice of a middle-aged woman came from outside the door of Tietou's house, "Hey...... You ......."

The servants turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with glasses under a wine bottle looking in, it was their homeroom teacher, Wu Tong. The servant hurriedly retracted his head. Sihua said in a low voice: "Grandmother Wolf." Ma Weiguo made a silent gesture of "shhh".

Wu Tong stood at the door and shouted calmly: "Don't hide, I saw you, you guys come down and gather ......."

The servants looked at each other helplessly, Ma Weiguo poked his head out again, and said bitterly: "Today is Sunday!" ”

Ma Weiguo, Tietou, and Sihua walked out of the door dejectedly, and Wu Tong followed behind like an escort prisoner, escorting the mischievous trio down the mountain with a smug face. Walking on the road, Ma Weiguo's mind suddenly popped up one of the shortest poems "Life" by Beidao: Net! He felt that this one word accurately expressed the true meaning of life. He raised his face and looked at the sun, which was still sickly without a trace of life and dazzling light, and felt that he was living in a net, the teacher was spreading the net in the school, and when he returned home, the face of Daddy Ma Jian's face that was always stiff and seemed to owe him was another suffocating net. Like a helpless little fish, he occasionally gets out of the net, wanders freely for a while, and is soon caught back by them.

"Net!" Ma Weiguo blurted out. Wu Tong asked in surprise, "What are you talking about?" Ma Weiguo smiled bitterly and did not answer.

At the gate of the Xingguang Porcelain Factory, the red banner swayed in the wind, and on it were several lines of eye-catching big characters - "There is no way out without reform", "The pace of reform must be accelerated", and "Welcome Director Yang Shengli to take office".

All the employees of Xingguang Porcelain Factory stood solemnly at the gate of the factory, looking forward to it, Ma Weiguo's father Ma Jianshe and sister Ma Hongmei were among them. Ma Weiguo, Sihua, and Tietou were escorted to the class team by the head teacher Wu Tong and became part of the mass army that welcomed the new factory director to take office, each of whom was wiped red and held a handful of plastic flowers in their hands. After finding his place in the phalanx of the Starlight Children's School, Ma Weiguo began to look around restlessly, not far away, his sister Ma Hongmei held her plump chest, held her head high, and stood out proudly. As the director of the workshop, Ma Jianjian, together with other cadres, paced back and forth on the middle of the welcome queue, and from time to time gave orders to the workers in his workshop - "Stand straight, stand straight!" "Keep up with the left and right, and you can't even stand in line!" "Lao Li, you smoke one less, let the new factory director see it, how serious it is!" From time to time, he rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, looking uneasy.

As soon as Ma Weiguo saw his sloppy slapping and flattering appearance, he couldn't stop feeling disgusted in his heart. Ma Jianshe had just taken a deep breath to relieve his anxiety, when he heard a shrill and high-pitched voice suddenly emerge from the welcoming phalanx behind him: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome, welcome ......" followed by people's laughter.

Ma Jianshe turned around angrily and searched for the source of the laughter, which turned out to be from the phalanx of students from the children's school. Ma Weiguo amused everyone with a fake voice, and when he saw that his prank succeeded, he was even more proud, holding a handful of plastic flowers in the air and swaying, and continued to shout hard with a more shrill, more charming girl. Just as he was getting carried away, Ma Jianjian's fierce face appeared in front of him, and his whole face was distorted because of anger.

Ma Weiguo was stunned, and his hand holding the plastic flower froze in the air. With a "snap", Ma Jianshe slapped his son loudly, and the crisp sound came far away, making the laughing crowd instantly quiet, and all eyes were focused on the enemy-like father and son. Ma Weiguo's reddened face didn't feel anything, his nerves were already numb, and the huge sense of humiliation made him feel embarrassed, and his brain was buzzing, poking there like a log. He stabbed Ma Jianshe with a vicious gaze, as if the person in front of him was not his father, but a sea of blood feud.

Wu Tong, the head teacher who was standing not far away, pushed his thick glasses and made a stop gesture to Ma Weiguo with his fingers, suggesting that he should not be impulsive, but Ma Weiguo was stunned for a while, and still turned around angrily and ran away. Sihua and Tietou looked helplessly at his distant back. They wanted to advance and retreat with their boss, but they were obediently returned to the queue by the head teacher Wu Tong with one ear in one hand.

Tietou, who was mixed in the crowd, peeked at Gezhouba not far away from time to time, and Li Fang noticed Tietou's ill-intentioned gaze, and proudly waved his head away. The iron head angrily withdrew his gaze and stared at the ground, imagining Li Fang as a proud, chubby little hen in a lustful manner.

In the distance, a Beijing jeep drove slowly. Ma Jianshe beckoned everyone to cheer up, beating the beat with both hands, and the students and employees of the Xingguang Porcelain Factory rhythmically shook the plastic flowers in their hands and shouted in unison: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome, welcome ......"

Ma Weiguo, who rushed out of the crowd, ran home in one go, he felt that he had no face to live in this small city. To run home is to hide, to hide in a corner where no one sees. Rushing into his room, Ma Weiguo fell headlong on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, his teeth rattled, and the resentment in his heart had nowhere to vent, so he had to slam his fist against the bed board.

In the evening, the town is shrouded in the golden glow of the sunset, which is more comfortable and warm and leisurely than the dullness and depression of the day. People rode their bicycles through the streets in twos and threes, sprinkling strings of laughter and laughter, and the vegetables and meat bought for dinner in the baskets jumped with the bumps of the bicycles, as if they were in a hurry to plunge into the pot and turn into a delicacy on the table, tempting people's appetites.

Ma Weiguo's family lived in a typical collective dormitory of that era, a tube building. The corridor is full of sundries, the fragrance of food emanates from the kitchens of every household, and all kinds of voices with a great sense of life float in front of you, and Teresa Teng's soft singing voice looms. Ma Hongmei carried a basket of vegetables through the corridor, greeted her neighbors from time to time, and walked into her house. She worked as a technician in the applique workshop of the fourth branch of the Xingguang Porcelain Factory, and because she was too old to live with her parents, she moved to the staff dormitory. Today is Friday, so she came back to eat with her parents and brother.

In this family, she and her mother are very fond of Ma Weiguo, which makes Ma Weiguo always have pocket money to show off in front of the four modernizations and iron heads. Only the father Ma Jianshe does not like his son's horizontal and vertical eyes, whether at home or outside, Ma Jianshe has a classic line that often hangs on his lips - "I have made high-end porcelain all my life, and the only defective product is thrown at home". Ma Hongmei couldn't figure out why the relationship between her father and younger brother was so stiff, it didn't look like a father and son at all, as if two people who had an inextricable grudge in their previous lives were reincarnated into a family because of the tricks of fate; Or maybe the natural law of repelling the same sex and attracting the opposite sex is at work; Either that, the grumpy temper and moodiness of a middle-aged man collide with the rebellious psychology of a child. She played the role of mediator between her father and brother, but today the incident happened suddenly, and before she could act as a peacemaker, the war broke out.

Inside the house, Ma Mu stepped on the sewing machine and was sewing pants for Ma Weiguo. A pair of trousers was scarred, whitened after repeated rinsing, and the worn spots were carefully and skillfully sewn together by the mother horse.

Ma Hongmei put down the food in her hand and said to her mother: "I paid my brother to buy a new pair of pants this month!" ”

Ma Mu didn't raise her head and said, "It's useless to put on iron pants for him." ”

Ma Weiguo slept groggily all afternoon, and now he has woken up, but the turmoil in his heart still can't be calmed. He sat on his bed and continued to sulk, unable to think of how to vent this evil breath, so he picked up a pen and drew a big word "forbearance" on his arm.

Ma Hongmei pushed the door in, sat down next to Ma Weiguo, glanced at the words on his arm, and persuaded: "Forget it!" ”

"If he can't be the factory director, he will be angry with me!" Someone spoke to him, and the breath that Ma Weiguo held in his chest finally found an outlet.

"How can you be foolish, your freshman has dedicated his whole life to the factory, and it is normal to be lost."

"I can't get used to his disgusting appearance, he has no dignity at all!"

Ma Weiguo's words made Ma Hongmei giggle, pestle Ma Weiguo's forehead with her finger, and glanced at Ma Weiguo with disgust. "He's giving you all his dignity, you see your little heart is full of pride!"

Ma Hongmei got up and walked to the basin to pick up towels, and suddenly climbed on the basin shelf and retched, Ma Weiguo ran over to pat his sister on the back with concern. "Sister, what's wrong?"

Ma Hongmei shook her hand in disguise, "Mo Sa, Mo Sa, ......"

Ma Weiguo paused and said, "Give me 2 yuan." ”

Ma Hongmei asked without raising her head: "What do you want money for?" ”

"Mosa, Mosa!"

As night falls, the windows of every house are lit up, and the hustle and bustle of the streets finally quiets down. Ma Hongmei shouted a few times, asked Ma Weiguo to eat, there was no movement in the room, she got up and walked into Ma Weiguo's room, only to find that Ma Weiguo was lying on the bed and asleep again, with a semiconductor on his body, and there was a singing voice from inside. Ma Hongmei plucked Ma Weiguo's ears and said, "It's time to eat." Ma Weiguo stood up sleepily, adjusted the stage while walking out, and finally satisfied after selecting the music station.

Simple dishes have been set up on the table, Ma Jianshe and Ma Mu have already eaten, Ma Weiguo walked over, put the semiconductor in the corner of the table, and buried himself in eating. Ma Jianshe glanced at his son unhappily, reached out to take the semiconductor, changed to a Qin dialect, and continued to gobble it up, Ma Weiguo put down his chopsticks in disgust, turned back to the music station, and said angrily: "I'm listening to "A Song of the Day". ”

Ma Jianshe stubbornly pushed back: "Can you eat as a meal?" ”

Seeing that the war between father and son was about to be rekindled, Ma Hongmei didn't want to see a good meal evolve into a full martial arts that flipped the table and smashed the dishes and chopsticks, so she hurriedly came forward to play a round: "Big, you just let Weiguo listen to it, and you can become a singer in the future!" ”

Ma Mu interjected: "Don't lose your ancestors, study hard, if you can't get into college, you will be as useless as your father." ”

Ma Jianshe turned the radio into a Qin dialect again, rolled his strange eyes and said, "Why is there no interest?" ”

"I've been a worker for 35 years and I'm still a workshop director, that's all?"

"Well, this is also an iron rice bowl, why is it useless?"

"That's all you have to say, look at the four transformations of other people's fathers......"

"Sihua is good for his father, that is not by crooked ways......"

"The new factory director is also crooked...... the quarrel between father and son turned into a husband and wife bickering in a blink of an eye.

Ma Hongmei helplessly persuaded: "Eat and eat, you two will quarrel when it comes to eating." ”

Ma Weiguo put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked out. Ma Hongmei shouted behind her: "Full? ”

"I'm full!" Ma Weiguo slammed the door without looking back and went out. Ma Jianshe glanced at Ma Weiguo's back and repeated his famous words again, "I have made high-end porcelain all my life, and the only defective product is thrown at home."

Ma Hongmei put down her chopsticks, looked at Ma Jianshe and said, "Great, Master Zhang's calligraphy in the workshop is very good, do you want him to write a word for you?" ”

Ma Jianshe was stunned for a moment, but didn't react, "What are you writing?" ”

Ma Hongmei said very seriously: "'I have made high-end porcelain all my life, and the only defective product is thrown at home'." Write the words and hang them on the wall, you just read them every day, the same as the back hair ** quotations, my ears are grinding out calluses! ”

Ma Weiguo pedaled his bicycle and wandered aimlessly on the streets, and unknowingly came to the vicinity of Tietou's house. He stood at the Iron Head's house and roared - "I used to ask endlessly...... " and then pedaled on his bicycle and went to the street outside the alley to wait for the iron head, and a curse from the iron head mother sounded behind him - "In the middle of the night, the wolf howls a ball!" Ma Weiguo's tears almost fell, not because of being scolded, but because of the denial of his beautiful singing voice. Although his voice is hoarse and incomplete, didn't Cui Jian become a rock star with a hoarse voice? Therefore, Ma Weiguo not only did not worry about the voice of the male duck during his voice change period, but also worried that one day the male duck's voice disappeared and became a low, magnetic adult man's voice. If that's the case, he won't be able to sing rock and roll, and he won't be able to become Cui Jian.

Under the dim street lamp, Ma Weiguo dragged a long shadow, leaning on the telephone pole and spitting smoke rings in boredom, and a few old people played chess under the street lamp in the distance, fighting for the ground. The loudspeaker above the city floated faintly from the sound of broadcasting: "The total industrial output value was 1,378 billion yuan, an increase of 16.5 percent over the previous year." The total output value of agriculture was 444.7 billion yuan, an increase of 4.7 percent over the previous year...... "The situation of reform and opening up is very good, but his future is bleak, and life is as boring as a bun without salt, which is difficult to swallow."

A young girl passed by on a bicycle, Ma Weiguo whistled excitedly, and the spicy girl scolded the "stinky hooligan" and walked away. Ma Weiguo hummed boredly and persistently: "I used to ask endlessly...... When are you going to come with me......" The couples on the street basking in the moon and rolling on the road made Ma Weiguo's eyes red, if there was a beautiful girl walking side by side with him, in the hazy moonlight, in the woods, poetic, he didn't need to be so bored and confused. However, where is the lover of his dreams? What does it look like? Ma Weiguo felt very vague and distant, like an unattainable dream.

A young man rode a bicycle with a girl galloping in front of him, and Ma Weiguo found that the man was one of the two people who chased and beat him and Sihua and Tietou that day, and the back of the girl in the back seat of the car turned out to be very similar to his sister Ma Hongmei. He wanted to take a closer look, but the two men on the bike had disappeared into the shadows at the end of the front of the bike.

The iron head ran out of the alley with his shoes in his hands, flipping the hot potatoes back and forth in his hands, blowing "baba" in his mouth, and burning himself to the point of grinning. Running to Ma Weiguo, he generously broke half of it to Ma Weiguo, Ma Weiguo shook his head and patted his stomach, indicating that he was full.

"Why are you eating this again?" Iron Head's family background is the worst among the trio, he eats more mouths, and there are fewer people who earn wages, and he eats the last meal but not the next. This embarrassing situation made Tietou feel inferior, not only did he have no voice among his brothers, but he also couldn't raise his head in front of Gezhouba. He gulped down the steaming artichoke, his face covered with black charcoal ash, and habitually said, "The Ejia family has broken off again." ”

"Let's go, go to E's house to eat!" Ma Weiguo said righteously.

"I'm full!" Iron Head smiled innocently and declined the boss's kindness.

Ma Weiguo was not reluctant, he reached out from his pocket and took out the two yuan he had just asked for his sister, and stuffed them into Tietou's hand. Tietou was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's a big deal to be beaten by them again, but you can't give them 2 yuan for nothing." "At that time, two dollars was not a decimal number.

Ma Weiguo stuffed the money into the pocket of the iron head and "bought a pack of milk powder for your milk".

Iron Head's eyes were red, and his voice was a little choked, "Boss......"

Ma Weiguo waved his hand very boldly, and blocked the words of gratitude from the iron head in his mouth, "Nonsense! ”

Tietou pursed his lips, as if swallowing back what he was about to say, and then said to Ma Weiguo mysteriously: "Go!" ”

Ma Weiguo asked blankly, "Where are you going?" ”

"You'll know when you go!"

Downstairs of the newly appointed factory director Yang Shengli's house, the heads of Ma Weiguo, Sihua, and Tietou were exposed on the wall in turn. Ma Weiguo asked in a low voice: "Which one?" ”

Iron Head pointed to a lighted window on the third floor, and the curtain reflected a swaying figure. It turned out that after the day's welcome ceremony, Sihua and Tietou began to plot the plan of action for the night, one was to vent the boss's anger, since the matter was caused by this new factory director, then he could only sprinkle his anger on him, and he couldn't knock on Ma Weiguo's own glass! Second, they were really a little unaccustomed to the new factory director who walked in front of them with his nostrils facing the sky and no one in his eyes, so they decided to give him a dismissal. They assessed the risks of this operation in advance, and agreed that the new factory director would definitely suspect that some disgruntled guy who wanted to be the factory director did it, and he would not suspect the children of the children's school at all.

The iron head took out a slingshot, put a stone in the bomb socket, pulled the rubber band to the brim, and aimed it at the window of the factory director's house. Sihua hurriedly covered his eyes and waited in horror for the sound of glass breaking, but only a small muffled sound came and it didn't hit. Ma Weiguo snatched the slingshot, "I'll come!" ”

He bent his bow and arrows, and the stones shot like sharp arrows through the window. In the middle of the night, the sound of glass breaking is clearly audible. Sihua and Tietou almost screamed excitedly, and Ma Weiguo also looked proud, feeling that he was an ancient hero, galloping on the battlefield, and there was no missing arrow.

A figure walked to the window, opened the window and looked out, and the servants hurriedly jumped down from the wall and evacuated along the cat's waist at the base of the wall. At that moment, Ma Weiguo didn't understand why, so he turned around and glanced at it, and a slender figure leaned out of the window, and only the vague outline of his face and facial features could be seen. Ma Weiguo's intuition told him that it was a girl, and she was a very delicate and beautiful girl. He didn't know if the girl had seen her, but he had a clear sense that if he had met her, he might like her. Ma Weiguo's dream lover broke into his life vaguely and unexpectedly.

Tietou pulled Ma Weiguo and signaled him to run quickly, if he was really caught by the new factory director, it would be a big trouble. "What are you looking at?" Tietou felt that Ma Weiguo's expression was abnormal, and asked casually.

"Fire!" （cá

huò,), Ma Weiguo replied in response.