The rooster crows loudly.

The golden morning light shone through the gaps in the clouds, and the edges of light spread from the earth, pushing away the green colors and enveloping the foothills in the distance.

In the sky, the smoke slowly rose, and the people in the mountain village were noisy and lively.

The spring ploughing season has passed, and even when the farm is slack, it is necessary to go to the field to take care of it, drive away the birds and birds, and pull out the lost ears.

After breakfast, Liangsheng followed his father Lu Laoshi to the field with a hoe, and the thin fields at home were a little farther away from the village, and there were people who knew each other well in the village, greeted each other, and went to their own fields.

"Dig a little deeper, you can put more water. ”

Lu Laoshi instructed his son on the side, and the father and son brought the stream a few zhang away in this morning, passed through other people's fields, and put it in their own fields.

After a busy morning, Lu Liangsheng's calves were full of mud, sitting on the ridge and watching the stream that was attracted to it sandwich the mud and flowing slowly.

Over there, looking at his son's expression with a hoe, thinking that he was still thinking about buying a pen, he sighed a little in his heart, but he was too gentle and honest, and he couldn't let out a fart for a long time.

Walked over and sat down next to his son: "Liangsheng, do you really want to buy a pen?"

"Yes. ”

The young man with his head down raised his head, and a smile appeared on his immature face: "It's better to buy a donkey at home, the money still can't be spent indiscriminately, I know this." ”

"If you buy a donkey and make a donkey cart, my father can help people pull some goods and earn more money when the farm is not working. ”

Lu Laoshi looked at his sensible son and touched the top of his head: "You are also about to reach the age of marrying a wife, and there are still many places for our family to have money." ”

While the father and son were talking, from a distance, there was a shout of "Dad!" and "Brother!", and a small figure ran over with two twisted braids.

Stepping over the small gully that was hooked, Lu Xiaoxian squatted down between the old and the young with a basket and a notched clay pot, and took out two pieces of coarse corn grinding buns from the basket with his little hands.

"Dad, brother, it's time to eat. ”

poured a bowl of cold water into the clay pot and handed it to Lu Liangsheng: "Here, the bun is very rough, don't choke." ”

"What about me?" Lu Laoshi spread out his hand, and the little girl next to him puffed out her eyes and pointed at her brother: "Wait for my brother to drink first, my father is an adult and can withstand thirst." ”

The youngest daughter's innocent expression and words made Lu Laoshi laugh, and Liangsheng who was full of worries next to him also chuckled.

In fact, the events of this morning were still blocked in his heart, and the strange dreams at night and the sudden appearance of paintings on the ground made him feel a little uneasy and confused at the same time.

After a break at noon, Lu Xiaoxian watched his brother and father work for a while on the ridge, and the three of them went back together, at this time, there were still things to be busy at home, but the doubts that Lu Liangsheng wanted to solve became more and more urgent, and took advantage of the fact that he had finished what his mother had ordered, washed his feet, put on the torn shoes, and ran quickly towards the mountain, along the familiar path, and went up the mountain road.

Rustling is the sound of footsteps.

Picking up the branches that blocked the road and drooped, Lu Liangsheng found the green worms that had come a few times, the mountain wall with huge stones, the moss climbing, and the birds falling on the branches pecking at the leaves and crawling slowly.

"Do you want to shout a shout or two?" the boy stood across from the boulder, his fingers clenched a little nervously.

The night breeze blows through the woods, and the leaves rattle between the intertwined branches.

After hesitating for a long time, Lu Liangsheng took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and shouted: "..... high..... I'm coming!"

The sound of a slight tremor echoed in the emptiness, and suddenly, the chirping of birds and insects seemed to disappear in an instant, except for the rustling of leaves, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.

The young man's vision darkened, and when he looked up, the sky became a little gloomy, and a wandering cloud obscured the sun that was still bright just now.

"It's getting so fast this day, isn't it going to rain?" Lu Liangsheng thought for a moment, took two steps back, and turned around: "Why don't you go back first, if it rains heavily, it won't be able to fall on the mountain......"

Turning around and taking two steps, I suddenly heard a voice from behind: "Little doll, don't wait much?"

The back of the person who had just turned around and left stopped, although he was somewhat prepared in his heart, he was still startled at the moment, Lu Liangsheng turned his head and looked in front of the boulder, and he didn't know when an old man in a gray robe was standing.

There was a smile on his wrinkled face, and his back was slightly hunched, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright, like two sharp blades piercing people's eyes, and he didn't dare to look at it directly, and there was a gourd tied around his waist, and the black pattern on it made him can't help but take a second look.

"You've only been here for a while in the next life and you're leaving, thanks to many days of hospitality, and the old decay should also return the favor, what do you want?"

Lu Liangsheng stood there in a daze, hearing these words, remembering the incident of last night, and bowed to the old man: "I...... I want to apprentice. ”

"Apprenticeship?"

The old man walked over, the gourd hanging from his waist shook gently, and his eyes stared at the young man's face for a moment: "What's your name?"

"My name is Lu Liangsheng, and I live in the village at the foot of the mountain. Liangsheng didn't dare to raise his head, thinking about listening to some stories told by the older generation in the village, he lowered his head a little: "Old man, last night...I had a dream. ”

The old man glanced at him, turned his steps away, walked to the side with his hands in his hands, looked at the surrounding mountain wall, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's what the old man dreamed of you." During the half month, you worship every day, it can be seen that you are sincere, so I called you over, since you want to worship me as a teacher, what do you want to learn?"

"I ..... I want to learn to be literate. ”

Over there, the old man who originally looked up at the mountains and fields was stunned for a moment, incredulous, and even a little ridiculous to look at the young man: "Literacy?

"Ah..... does Mr. still want to teach others?" Lu Liangsheng blinked suspiciously.

"You ....."

The old man didn't know what to say, he looked at the other party for a moment, and with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, a stone as big as a stone grinding next to him flew up with a bang and smashed on a tree not far away, with a crisp click, the branches trembled, and the whole tree broke and fell.

The debris that bounced off and rolled in the footsteps of the teenager.

Lu Liangsheng was so shocked that he looked at this scene blankly, and he couldn't react for a long time, and then he raised his face tremblingly and looked at the old man.

As if satisfied with the young man's expression, the old man flipped over the sleeves of his robe and put it behind him, "Are you willing to learn?"

Anyway, regardless of whether the young man agrees or not, like a trick, he has two more worn-out books in his hand and flies into Lu Liangsheng's arms, the latter hurriedly hugged them, looked at the books with the fragrance of books, and was at a loss.

"The teacher is injured and can't talk to you much, so go back first, and when you go to bed tonight, remember to light a pillar of incense at the window, and teach you knowledge, including literacy, in your dreams. ”

The sky was overcast and darkened, and a strong wind was blowing.

The old man waved the sleeves of his robe: "It's going to rain, go home quickly, don't tell anyone about today's events." ”

"It's ..... ..... Master. ”

A series of horrors broke Lu Liangsheng's long-standing cognition, holding the two books, he still bowed to the old man in front of him quite politely, and walked down the mountain in a daze.

Boom –

The thunder roared, rushing from the sky, and in the blue and white electric light, the old man standing in the open air, his face was clearly extinguished, and he had to be caress lightly.

The lips are slightly open and fluttering.

"What a ..... young man, ....."

A long tongue hung down to his chest, and when the lightning passed, the scarlet scarlet shrank back into his mouth.

Thundered.....

Thunder rolled over the mountains.

Not long after the boy came down the mountain with two books, the heavy rain fell, and he hurriedly hid the books in his arms under his clothes, braved the rain curtain that connected the heavens and the earth, and returned home quickly.

Lu Liangsheng sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, outside, his mother was already cooking dinner in the stove, his sister was lighting the fire, and the noise of occasionally laughing with his father came, and he felt a sense of reality.

The previous experience was like a dream.

The sky gradually darkened, and it was not until his sister Xiaoxian lay at the door and called him to eat that she came back to her senses.

"Right away. ”

After sending his sister away, Lu Liangsheng found the two books that had been hidden, only to believe that what happened before was not a dream, and after putting it back away, he changed his clothes and went to the stove.

The family sat down around the stove, there were only two small dishes, all of which were self-grown vegetables in the yard, and the rice was millet.

After dinner, Lu Liangsheng helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks and returned to the room.

Outside, the rain was falling loudly, weaving beaded curtains along the thatch of the eaves.

In the dark, the boy lit a stick of incense, stuck it in the window, returned to the bed, and looked at the dark roof with wide eyes on the wooden pillow, the smell of incense penetrated into his nose, and he could faintly hear his parents talking in the stove room.

"Liang gave birth to this child, and he had something in his heart, so he didn't eat a few bites. ”

"It's not that I want to buy a pen, he's sensible, and I told him in the field today. ”

“.... What's the use of saying it? I have a virtue with you, I agree with my mouth, I don't know what I want to become, if there is a scholar, the ancestral grave of your old Lu family will be smoking,"

It was basically dark outside, only the stove still had some unburned firewood, reflecting the silent Lu Laoshi, breaking off a dry branch and throwing it into the fire.

"Our family can't afford to read. ”

On the other side, the woman who was brushing the pot stopped, wiped the sweat stains on her forehead with the back of her wet hand, and looked at her husband: "Then buy an old donkey, and the rest of the money will buy a pen for Liangsheng and a booklet." ”

In the woman's opinion, he was illiterate. ”

"Write and write, it'll be done, it's so decided, when I go to Fushui County with everyone in a few days, bring Liangsheng with me. ”

In the flickering firelight, Lu Laoshi got up and left, the rain under the eaves splashed on his trouser legs, walked to the door of the middle room, glanced at his son, who was already asleep, sighed, turned back, sat at the door of the stove room, took the basket left by his wife during the day, took it in his hand and continued to weave it, and probably got more out when he was in time to catch up with the market.

......

The wind and rain drifted into the window lattice, and the incense that was slowly drifting shook and blew to the figure who fell asleep.

Under the closed eyelids, the eyes suddenly turned, and the thin and white cheeks seemed to be blown out by the wind with a small dimple, slowly wandering.

"Lu Liangsheng ......"

The old man's voice sounded, and the dream of the day came again.