The alley is not large, located at the foot of the mountain, lined up, and are all mud houses mixed with earth and wood.

It is the spring rain of the spring equinox again, the rain hits the stone path of Youlong Lane along the corrugated drops, it has been potholed all the year round, the terrain is relatively flat, and the rainwater flows slowly along the stone road.

The alley at the foot of the mountain lives at the foot of two not very high mountains, so there is no bad weather all year round, and it has always been very kind......

Usual.

Every warm spring, the small yellow croaker in the river stream will be particularly jumpy, and it is probably warm, so Zhuang Yu will always go to fish and catch shrimp with a group of small children in the alley, or pick up some good-looking pebbles in the stream, some big and some small. Every time I go, I will carry a small bamboo basket, and when I come back, it is always full, big and low, and it is very beautiful.

Zhuang Yu secretly hid these stones, and smeared them into various images with a few little paints, and some of the various mountain beasts and monsters seen from Ah Ye's books, the paintings were exquisite and beautiful, and they were very expressive, and they were also painted as some various flower and slippery garden eggs, which were also cute and sleek.

So Zhuang Yu's gadgets have slowly become the things that the children in the alley can't put down. It's just that Zhuang Yu has always sent and delivered, and he hasn't asked for a penny or anything.

If he is really good to him, he will pick up the best-looking ones, and even if he gives a few more, he feels happy about everything. Even if it's a child who always talks to him, he gives it, just a little more comparison. The same is true of the only "big family" in the alley with a small shop.

This child, named Fugui, once happened to see the colorful stones painted by Zhuang Yu, and begged his parents for it. In Zhuang Yu's opinion, as long as you want it, I will ask for it, and I will give it myself. But people's hearts have never been satisfied, and when they saw that other children were better looking than him, they secretly went to rob them, and then ran to show off their own years ago.

In fact, in Zhuang Yu's opinion, these stones are all the same, they are all selected by the children together, and some are still specially painted by Zhuang Yu, so they are all cherished.

This makes Zhuang Yu not treat the child rich and noble, even if it is a rich and noble family.

As for the other children, when they get the painting stones or Zhuang Yu catches the pickled yellow croaker from the stream, they will take some whole, and they look good. Then, go door-to-door to give it to someone who loves him very much, or Aunt Zhang, Aunt Li, etc. Even if there are other old mothers who feel that Zhuang Yu is weak and sick, and their children are not far away to play together, as long as they open their mouths, they will also send one, but the quality is just a matter of consideration.

Teenagers are like this, they are young, they are people and do things, their hearts are bright, black and white.

So even if Zhuang Yu and Ah Ye have been living in the middle of the mountain stream, there have always been some rations in the hut, and even if they are hungry in the third winter, they will have a stutter. So Zhuang Yu will be especially grateful to the girls in the alley at the foot of the mountain, in his opinion, this is human affection, and he will feel very warm.

Some other thumb stones, Zhuang Yu is put away alone, when someone asks him to go to the Changshi cliff, is to bring it, play with the children with the stones, teach them the placement of the innate eight arts, or the eight directions, two instruments and four elephants, Tai Chi gossip and so on.

At that moment, Xiao Zhuang Yu felt really good for the first time, he knew this, he could not be hated, and he could be liked.

Teenagers are always like this, and the inadvertent look is always distressing.

So the boy is happy, he can be picked up by Ah Ye, he can be liked by the children, and he can be cared for by the aunts in the alley, which is very happy.

I don't know who my parents are, and my life experience is not hidden, Zhuang Yu thinks it's not a big deal, but when he talks about it all the time, his little mouth will be pouted, and his whole little head will be tilted to the side.

The aunts are also heartbroken when they see this, but they have no choice but to be careful, be careful, and not be too good to him, for fear that the young man's little heart will suddenly burst one day. And Zhuang Yu is much stronger than he imagined, he does everything a little bit at a young age, even if it is not so good.

Because, Ah Ye said that if people want to live, they have to work hard to live, and those who complain will always be cowards.

Yes, Ah Ye hates cowards.

Zhuang Yu remembers it very clearly.

Therefore, even if life is very hard, Zhuang Yu never complained, but worked hard to face it and be a good child who was strong and sensible. But even he may have forgotten that he was only a twelve-year-old child.

All this is in the eyes of Mo Laodao, and he does not say or dissuade him. Because there are some things that teenagers will always understand, and they will always be. Ah Ye carved two lifelike wooden figures for Zhuang Yu when he was very young, but he didn't paint his face, Zhuang Yu couldn't put it down, and almost kept hugging him when he slept. Later, as I got older, I felt a little embarrassed, so I kept it next to my pillow, as if I could feel at ease.

The teenager who had never lost his temper when he was a child, for the first time because of the fight between the two wooden people and the children in the alley, he snatched it back, even if his face was scratched, he didn't cry. may have been frightened by Zhuang Yu, but the big kid who grabbed things sat on the ground and cried.

Afterwards, Zhuang Yu regretted a little, he shouldn't have been so serious, but he felt right. I carved an unrecognizable villain out of a small piece of wood and gave it to the child.

For the first time, the little boy's hands were full of scars, and when his wooden figure was picked up by the child, he held it in his arms. At that moment, the boy himself was very happy. Later, Zhuang Yu and this child named Miao Qing became the best friends.

Sometimes, the boy would take out his own brush and draw the facial features on the faces of the two wooden figures, and then nod his head to feel very satisfied. But the next morning, after getting up, I immediately ran to clean, even if it was three east times, and there were many such times.

The heart of a young man is like this, innocent and good.

Just after the spring equinox, the cold weather will get better and better after the washing of this late spring rain, this spring is not late, and the osmanthus on the mountain will also bloom.

That's nice.

Thinking like this, the young man sat on the threshold, clubbing his chin with one hand, and staring at the old willow at the door, hoping that he could return to his youth as soon as possible. Seems to have thought of something again.

It turned out that in the evening, he had to cook again after a while, which was more difficult to remember, so the boy hesitated.

"Ah Yu, I'm here to play with you......" I heard a voice from a distance, and after a while, a child who was not older appeared at the door of the wooden courtyard in the drizzling rain, a pair of old cloth shoes stained with a lot of muddy water, and a thing wrapped in cloth in his arms.

Don't think about it, it must be Aunt Miao who sent something again.

"Brother Aqing, why are you here, it's still raining, and you're all wet. ”

After Zhuang Yu heard the voice, he went to wait outside the door early, waiting for Miao Qing's arrival.

"It's not raining much, it's not too boring, it's cold this year, and I can't go out to play, it just so happens that my mother finally steamed a few white-flour steamed buns, get a few for you, and listen to your story by the way." ”

The young man in front of him is Miao Qing, who used to rob the young wooden man, and he wants to grow Zhuang Yu to be four or five years old. When he was a child, he robbed the five-year-old Zhuang Yu, but he didn't rob it when he was ten years old that year. After that, Zhuang Yu carved one for him with his hands, although he didn't know what it was, but he was very happy.

Later, he became good friends with Zhuang Yu. As I get older, I gradually understand the past, and I prefer teenagers more, and with the responsibility of a big brother, there is something delicious, no matter how little, I will give him a little.

"You shout a few more times at the foot of the mountain, and I hear it and go get it too." ”

"Hey, it's okay, didn't I come up! You haven't eaten yet, it's good that I'll help you ...... together" Miao Qing responded and walked to the stove room, greeted Mo Laodao with something in his arms, and said hello.

Zhuang Yu also started to move to the back room to prepare to cook.

After a while, a wisp of smoke wafted out. After all, there is a person who is much faster.

Miao Qing not only brought steamed buns, but also two very dry yellow croaker, which Zhuang Yu had given to Aunt Miao before, and it seemed that she was not willing to eat it, so she brought it back to the young man again. Seeing this, Zhuang Yu felt uncomfortable and was slightly sad.

It's sad that the eldest mother is good to herself, knowing that life is poor, but she doesn't know how to repay it, the young man unconsciously moistens the corners of his eyes, and always sighs that life is actually very good, at least for him.

With the steamed buns brought by Miao Qing, the afternoon meal was much faster, and the yellow croaker was accompanied by green vegetables to make soup, and by the way, the steamed buns became steaming again.

Then, I brought a clean bowl, fished out a hard bowl, and took the lead in bringing it to the table in the house, needless to say, it was for Ah Ye!

gave Miao Qing another bowl, even if he was overbearing, he still served a bowl.

After that, the child also served himself a bowl, but the pot and bowl were basically green cabbage leaves, and there were a few fish tail fish bones. I picked up the basket and loaded the steamed buns again, and after calling Ah Ye, I slowly began to eat.

Miao Qing and Zhuang Yu sat on the side, talking about some small things while eating, Miao Qing gave the fish pieces in the bowl to the young man, even if the young man refused, but after all, he ate, so he accompanied Zhuang Yu to have a somewhat meaty dinner, which meal was particularly delicious for a few days.

The boy ate half a steamed bun and a bowl full of fish soup, which was the fullest he had since the Chinese New Year. There are five steamed buns in total, and there are three and a half left in the basket.

After the meal, Zhuang Yu wrapped a few steamed buns and talked to Miao Qing.

"Ah Yu, how about you carve a few stones for me, I see that many people in the alley have stone molds. ”

"That thing takes the red pulp and presses it on the paper or whatever, and it means its own thing, okay?"

“...... No problem, Brother Aqing, how do you want to carve, you say!" Zhuang Yu looked at Miao Qing in front of him with a smile.

"Just engrave my name, see how you come, whatever you want, just use the stones picked up by those streams. ”

"Okay. "The boy arrived.

However, Miao Qing didn't know which stone was so hard, but Zhuang Yu knew......