The stalls were closed, the music was gone, the energetic men and women had left, and the suburbs were quiet again, except for the lonely Wu Hou, dragging his heavy body, strolling along the road.

The lights were all gone, and in the middle of the night there were no cars passing by, and the deep blue night sky hung with a clear moon as seen in countless nights in the mountains.

Wu Hou held the bitter gourd that the waiter gave him at the end, his headache was cracking, the alcohol played a role, his stomach would turn over the river and the sea, and it hurt hotly, and finally he couldn't hold on, and sat down under a tree on the side of the road, vomiting violently.

Wu Hou in vomiting, the green tendons on his temples burst out, the blood vessels also increased a little, and the liquid in his stomach kept spitting out of his mouth, this picture was like a teapot pouring water on the ground.

Wu Hou was really drunk, drunk and unconscious, but his mind still maintained a trace of clarity at the moment, so that he would not be delirious.

After vomiting the contents of his stomach, Wu Hou leaned against the tree with difficulty, looked at the bitter gourd that was still clenched in his hand, his heart moved slightly, he raised his hand and opened his mouth to bite down again.

This bitter gourd is very crisp and has a lot of moisture, and it tastes like a cucumber, if it weren't for the bitter taste, I'm afraid it would really be misunderstood.

Wu Hou chewed bitter gourd in his mouth, thinking of the waiter's words just now, he ate very slowly, chewing carefully in every bite, not letting go of any small piece in his mouth, chewing them all until they were finely chopped, and then swallowing them carefully.

Ten minutes later, Wu Hou swallowed the last bite of bitter gourd, his brows furrowed, wiped his hands casually on the tree, and then stood up with difficulty.

"It's still very bitter, although it's not as bitter as it was just now, but it's not sweet either. Wu Hou lowered his head and muttered to himself, his tongue licking in his mouth, the bitter taste making his taste buds numb.

The waiter said that if you eat too much, you will always taste sweet, but after eating this bitter gourd, it is still bitter.

I don't know the taste of life when I am young, and I have all kinds of bitterness and hatred, all of which are in the experience, and I am still young and martial, and I can't understand the deep meaning of the waiter's words.

Wu Hou laughed miserably, he looked up at the sky, all the wine in his stomach had been spit out, compared to just now, he was much more sober, and his head became lighter.

Discerning the direction, Wu Hou took a step and walked towards the mountain leisurely, he wanted to go to Pinghuang Mountain, he wanted to sit on the top of the mountain, see the bright moon, see countless mountains wearing silver hats under the moonlight, and see the mist curling in the mountains like water.

Just like my previous self, I calmly looked at the mountains under the moonlight, and reached the realm of no self and no other in a hazy way.

Here is 300 miles away from Pinghuang Mountain, to say the least, it takes an afternoon to take a car on weekdays, and he is walking, at the current speed, I am afraid that he will not be able to walk tomorrow night.

But Wu Hou didn't think about this, he still walked forward step by step, dragging his heavy feet, and moved forward bravely, even if there were no street lights in front of him, only darkness.

Wu Hou, who was concentrating on walking, heard a familiar footstep behind him, and he didn't need to look at it to know who was coming.

"Grandpa, I'm not going back, I don't want to see him. Wu Hou looked ahead and said lightly.

The person who followed Wu Hou from behind was Guo Xianda, who came out to look for Wu Hou, in fact, he caught up with Wu Hou from the time Wu Hou just came out of the community, but he never showed up, he didn't show up, and Wu Hou definitely couldn't find him.

Guo Xianda followed Wu Hou to the suburbs, and watched Wu Hou ask for a plate of bitter gourd alone, and asked for two pot heads, Lao Baigan, and Fenjiu. Guo Xianda knew that Wu Hou was borrowing wine to kill his sorrows and wanted to buy drunk, but he was not in tune with his nature, so he still muttered at the time, stinky boy, he is quite good at drinking, the same bottle.

When Wu Hou ate bitter gourd and drank wine, Guo Xianda was shocked, he didn't eat bitter gourd, and he often ate it, but he had never eaten it like Wu Hou, just a plate of more than ten catties of bitter gourd, plus three catties of liquor, Guo Xianda has lived a lifetime, and he has never done this, he was worried about Wu Hou in his heart, and sighed that this kid has grown up, he must be a ruthless person.

Originally, Guo Xianda was going to wait for Wu Hou to be completely drunk and carry him back, but looking at the situation just now, the child was not drunk, so Guo Xianda praised Wu Hou's drinking, and at the same time, he was also ready to catch up with Wu Hou, thinking that no matter where he went, he would accompany him.

Guo Xianda quickened his pace, walked to the position next to Wu Hou, glanced at his grandson in the moonlight, and said distressedly, "Fool, what should I do if I drink so much and my stomach burns out?"

Wu Hou still walked unhurriedly, and said, "That's not as much as you have drunk in your life." ”

Guo Xianda smiled heartily and said proudly, "That is, when your grandfather was young, he could drink five catties of burning knives in one meal, and to this day, the wine I drink has to look like one or two tons." ”

Wu Hou on the side smiled, indifferent, and his smile didn't show any happiness.

Guo Xianda touched his beard, stopped smiling, sighed and said, "Silly boy, how can you say that it is also your Lao Tzu, you have to see him." ”

When Wu Daqi was mentioned, Wu Hou became angry and replied indignantly, "Then where has he been for more than ten years, why didn't he come back to see me and my mother?

The angry Wu Hou glanced at his grandfather, and finally said dissatisfied, "Grandpa, is your heart towards him?"

Guo Xianda shook his head again and again, and defended, "No, no, of course not, I won't look at him, grandpa, my heart is only towards you." ”

"Then you're going to beat him up!" Wu Hou gritted his teeth.

Guo Xianda's figure paused, scratched his head in an unmanageable way, and then quickly followed Wu Hou, for the sake of it, "It's not impossible to beat him, it's a very casual thing, but if you beat him, your mother will be unhappy, you don't know, your mother is the same as your grandmother, she started a fire, and she didn't even pay attention to me......"

Indeed, Wu Hou's mother Guo Sunhua perfectly inherited her grandmother's temper, she is amiable on weekdays, if she starts a fire, she will really become a tigress, and no one in the family will pay attention to it.

However, Wu Hou knew that his grandfather was not afraid that Guo Sunflower would be angry if he beat Wu Daqi, but that Guo Sunflower would be sad after beating him.

Both grandfather and grandson are smart people, of course Guo Xianda knew that Wu Hou understood his thoughts, so he said slowly, "Which family doesn't love the boy, your grandfather is just this daughter, he can't be pampered since she was a child, but she hasn't been wronged, but your conscienceless father is really a bastard, and he has failed your mother for more than ten years... Silly boy, after I saw your father that day, I wanted to break his two legs with one palm, but your mother and your grandmother pulled me desperately, and I was afraid of hurting them, so I didn't dare to do it. ”

When Wu Hou heard this, he chuckled, repeated one of the sentences, and asked rhetorically: "Which family doesn't love the boy?"

Guo Xianda's body was stunned again, and he secretly complained in his heart, he really couldn't open any pot, this comforting errand was really not so easy for him.

Wu Hou quickened his pace, Guo Xianda followed, looked at Wu Hou and asked, "Good grandson, you really don't plan to see him?"

Wu Hou nodded.

Guo Xianda said with difficulty, "Then your mother will definitely be even more sad, one is the man she loves the most, and the other is her own heart, how sad do you say she is caught in the middle?"

The nodding Wu Hou slowly became smaller, his brows furrowed, and his tongue licked his gums in his mouth, feeling the bitter taste of the bitter gourd in his mouth.

Yes, Guo Sunflower has been pulling children alone for so many years, and has never thought about remarrying, Wu Hou remembers that when he was a child, there was a man of the same age as his mother, the conditions were very good, he had been pursuing Guo Sunflower, he didn't care that she took Wu Hou, and he was willing to marry her, but Guo Sunflower finally refused.

Wu Hou knew that Guo Sunflower loved Wu Daqi very much, and he didn't understand it in the past, but since he met Guan Qingyao and met love, he gradually understood something.

If Wu Hou is most afraid of whose tears in this world are none other than his mother and grandparents, Wu Hou can't see them sad, it is more painful than making himself miserable, so Guo Xianda's words made him think about it carefully.

Gradually, the grandfather and grandson left the city completely, they had gone far away, climbed two small hills to the mountains, the moon slowly hung in the western sky, and the neon lights of the city behind them had disappeared.

Hundreds of miles of mountains stretch for miles, and there are few villages along the way, and if there are, only a few families have lived in the mountains for generations.

The grandfather and grandson didn't speak for a long time, so they walked silently, Wu Hou didn't say, and Guo Xianda didn't ask.

Guo Xianda has been in the mountains for most of his life, so he is very attached to the mountains, and when they came to the mountains, Guo Xianda's whole spirit became very strong, and he was even a little excited, and he hummed a little song in a good mood.

It is a mountain song, when he was a child, Wu Hou lived in the mountains, often heard the mountain people humming, the awkward dialect is difficult to express, but the approximate meaning is, the wife and children sit at home, the man goes out, after returning from hunting, boil the big pot of water, stew the game meat, the family is not hungry, come to the east to pick mountain grass, spread into a thick bedding, come to the summer to soak in the mountain spring, cool and pure heart, although the days are bitter, the family is happy......

This is a folk song describing the people in the mountains, which simply describes the life of a family of three in the mountains, although the life is not satisfactory, but the family only needs to be together and happy.

Wu Hou listened to this familiar mountain song, sighed secretly in his heart, and his face became a little bitter in the dark.

Guo Xianda, who was humming energetically, didn't notice Wu Hou's abnormality, he was still humming happily, until Wu Hou snorted softly, "Stop singing." He stopped.

Guo Xianda looked at the angry Wu Hou in surprise, and asked stupidly, "What's wrong?"

Wu Hou had a gloomy face, half-squatted down, his legs suddenly exerted force, the whole person rose from the ground, jumped forward four or five zhang, and then exerted force after landing, and jumped forward four or five zhang, and in a few breaths, he left Guo Xianda's sight.

Before Guo Xianda could react, he couldn't see Wu Hou's figure, he scratched his head and wondered, "This kid, how can you say that you can just leave?"

Then he smiled again, "Hey, it's pretty good." ”

Then Guo Xianda took one step, and the person had already appeared at a distance of ten zhang, and in just three steps, he caught up with Wu Hou in front.

The sound of the wind whistling in Wu Hou's ears was mixed with Guo Xianda's laughter,

"Haha, good grandson, usually we are more than each other, today the venue is spacious, let's compare who will go to Pinghuang Mountain first, how about it?"

Wu Hou turned his head and glanced at Guo Xianda, he was young and vigorous, he nodded silently, and after landing on the ground, he jumped up vigorously and shot away.