The cheerful voice gradually became quieter, disappearing like light and shadow, as if tired, as if sleepy, where Xu Zhi's eyebrows, where the red silk of light and shadow had fallen before, slowly flickered and some shapes similar to sparks converged in Xu Zhi's forehead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xu Zhi is just a thin body of about one meter sixty-one, reflexively twitched a few times, with the movement of this body, Xu Zhi's left index finger, the light and shadow like lightning flashed a few times, in the dim like the light of a lighthouse in the sea, shining on Xu Zhi's face, the young man's face was a little stained, it looked pale, and the thick melancholy between his eyebrows was thicker than the clouds that gradually accumulated in the sky.

It's no wonder that this seventeen-year-old boy is in a bad mood, after all, what has happened during this period of time has really given him his first taste of the cold state of the world.

It all started more than ten days ago, on the same twilight afternoon, when the dappled light swept past the entrance of the village, the last ray of sunlight shone on the woman standing under a big locust tree. The woman looked like she was in her forties, and she was wearing a washed white cyan half-sleeved shirt, which was obviously men's, but it was suitable for her fat body! The shirt was not clean, and there were already some large and small stains, but even so, compared to the big shorts on her body that were no longer visible, and the slippers that had been torn in front of her head and gnawed by dogs, they were quite neat.

This woman is Xu Zhi's mother, Quan Ling.

Quan Ling was holding an undressed child in her arms, and the child was lying on her shoulder and falling asleep, with some tear stains on her dusty face, apparently crying before going to bed.

Quan Ling moved the child's somewhat red buttocks from her left hand to her right hand, raised her already numb left hand and put it on her forehead, squinted her eyes to look at the mountain road to the west, frowned with some disgust, and asked impatiently: "Cheng'er, have you seen your father and your brother?"

About three or five meters away from Quan Ling, a child wearing only red pants hurriedly got up from the ground, threw a few stones in his hand, pretended to be serious and looked at the mountain road in the distance, and then replied seriously: "Mother, I didn't see it." Didn't Dad say that the county master was going to invite him and his brother today, and they wouldn't come back until night?"

The child wearing red pants is called Xu Cheng, Xu Zhi's eldest brother, who is twelve years old this year and is preparing to enter junior high school. Quan Ling is holding Xu Zhi's little brother Xu Bao in her arms, although she is four years old, but because of Quan Ling's doting, she still often holds it in her arms.

When Xu Cheng said this, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and asked, "Mother, do you think my father will bring me a braised chicken leg back?"

It's okay not to say this, Xu Cheng's words haven't landed yet, "Grunt" Quan Ling's stomach rang a few times, Quan Ling couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips, and then snorted from her nose, and her eyes fell on the child's body.

"How many times have I told you? Don't sit on the ground, don't sit on the ground! You won't listen......" Quan Ling suddenly scolded a little hysterically, "Look at it, the pants are dirty, right? I have to let the old lady wash ......"

As she spoke, Quan Ling waved her left hand and hit Xu Cheng's shoulder.

Xu Cheng seemed to have gotten used to it, so he reacted naturally, suddenly dodged, and muttered in a low voice: "Dad won't let you go, why do you blame me......"

Listening to the child's words, Quan Ling was even more ashamed, chased after two steps and waved his hand to fight again, but at this time, Xu Cheng, who couldn't escape, rolled his eyes, hurriedly stood up, ignored Quan Ling's pursuit, and shouted into the distance with joy on his face: "Dad, are you back? What are you holding in your hand?"

When Quan Ling heard this, her face was also happy, regardless of the child, she hurriedly turned back, but unfortunately, when she turned her head, there was no figure on the sheep intestine path, Quan Ling knew that she was fooled, she gritted her teeth and shouted: "Little rabbit cub, you dare to lie to the old lady......"

Quan Ling turned her head as she spoke, but Xu Cheng had already run neatly under the big locust tree next to the woman, like a monkey to the branch of a tree more than one person high, and Xu Cheng was still keeping an eye on Quan Ling's actions, and he was about to climb higher at any time.

Quan Ling looked down left and right, there were all large and small stones on the ground, and there were no clods of soil in her hand, so she raised her hand and pointed at the child, and said, "Okay! If you have the ability, you can live in a tree, I don't believe that you will not be able to live in this life!"

The child naturally heard Quan Ling's words hundreds of times, and the child stuck out his tongue at her and looked at the mountain road in the distance. At this time, a cow crowed "moo......, and an old man wearing a shabby gray vest held a branch in his hand and drove an old cow out of the persimmon forest next to him.

Seeing this, Quan Ling hurriedly put away her anger, and was just about to speak, when the old man coughed twice and spoke first: "Cheng'er, his mother, are you teaching the child again?"

Quan Ling gave birth to a rare vanity in her heart, this old man is an elder in the village, usually she speaks first, and people still love to ignore it, today it is rare for the old man to speak first, she was about to answer, but the words stopped for a moment, reserved for a moment, and then smiled and said: "His fourth uncle, look at what you said, Zhi and his father have said, educating children can't just rely on beating, my eldest child has never been beaten, this is not the same as becoming a college student? I remember that when Shanwazi went to secondary school, there was no such scenery, right?"

The old man who was called the fourth uncle smiled a little embarrassedly, and accompanied some sycophants: "That's it, that's it, how can my mountain baby compare with your big baby? Your big baby is the lower realm of Wenqu Xing in our village, not to mention our village, it is the ...... that the entire county can't compare."

"Where, where ......" the woman's face bloomed with a smile, blooming from the heart, and said, "Listen to his father, the big baby is the top ten in the county, it's nothing, it's nothing!"

"Tut-tut......" The old man smashed his lips and said, "My mountain baby was only fifty-seven back then, and your eldest baby was actually the top ten, there is no way to compare!

As he spoke, the old man shook the branch and hit the old cow who was leisurely grazing grass next to him, and shouted, "Let's go, ......."

"That's right......" Quan Ling saw that the old man was leaving, and hurriedly shouted, "His fourth uncle, in a few days, the university notice of the eldest baby will be sent, and her father will invite the whole village to dinner, you must come!"

Quan Ling bit the word "university" very hard, these two words were like a hammer hitting the old man's heart, and the old man looked back with embarrassment on his face and said: "I know, I will definitely go......"

Seeing the old man turn around, Quan Ling pursed her lips and said secretly in her heart: "Hmph, the ghost will invite you! Back then, your mountain baby went to secondary school, wasn't it because my family gave few red envelopes, and I didn't let me go to the table, this time my family scenery, who rarely let you come!"

Thinking about it, Quan Ling pursed her lips and looked proudly at the already dim mountain road, where it was still quiet.

Suddenly, Quan Ling seemed to think of something, and shouted at the big locust tree again: "Cheng'er, don't you come down? If you don't come down, the old lady will give you a good look......"

"Wow......" Quan Ling's roar was obviously loud, although Xu Bao in her arms had not woken up yet, her mouth was already grinning, and tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes!

"Let you cry, make you cry...... Quan Ling was even more angry, slapped the little doll's buttocks, and shouted, "You don't let the old lady worry like your second brother!"

"Dad, big brother......" Xu Cheng on the tree looked into the distance happily and shouted loudly.

It's a pity that everyone knows the story of the wolf, Quan Ling was not moved at all, only looked at it coldly, and shouted: "You just bluff the old lady, watch you come down, the old lady won't beat your ass in half!"

"Ahem, baby, what's wrong?" said a dull cough in the distance, a slightly drunken voice.

"Hmph......" Quan Ling heard this voice, she didn't have the previous expectation, she gently slammed Xu Bao in her hand to the ground, and sneered, "What's wrong with me? What else can I do? I just can't get on the stage, I can show you the children at home, as long as you can, you will drink ink for a few days? You dare to pretend to be a gentleman! You go to eat fragrant and spicy food, let me guard the two melon babies at home! If you have the ability, you can bring it......"

"Wow, wow......" Xu Bao is only four years old, of course he is not sensible, he was thrown on the ground, although it didn't hurt, he cried first, and he was still lying on the ground, rolling around, and Chiguang's body was already stained with dust.

"You...... What are you doing here?" On the other side of the mountain road, two people of similar height, one old and one young, walked over, the elder was only in his forties, but his face was wrinkled, it was Xu Zhi's father, Xu Guohong. Xu Guohong is not tall, similar to the handsome young man next to him, but his face is flushed, his feet are staggering, and the thin young man next to him is naturally Xu Zhi. Xu Zhi's physique is not good, he gritted his teeth and couldn't protect it, and even he himself shook like drunk, Xu Guohong saw Quan Ling throwing the child on the ground, and said, "Our family is a family of poets and books, how can you be like this?"

"Tut-tut......" Quan Ling pursed her lips and sneered, "It's just you, and you're still a family of poetry and books?" I'm embarrassed to talk about you, but it's just that you have poured too much, and you can't talk too much? When you married the old lady, you said that you had accumulated things for nearly 20 years, what did the old lady think it was......

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