After finishing the meal, the rooster outside began to crow, Uncle Zhang got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, the clay man cleaned the table, Poria brought a broom and shovel, the young man cleaned the ground, Su Ye restored the tables and chairs to their original positions, and in a blink of an eye, the hall returned to its original appearance again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Poria looked at the spotless room, suddenly twitched her nose and said, "I'll miss your ......"

"We'll miss Poria too!" said the young man with a smile, "I'll write to you too, remember to reply." ”

The clay man sighed and said, "Let's go, go to the county road early and wait for the car." ”

The young man nodded, turned and tightened the guitar cassette. The village is not connected to the road, so I want to take a bus and walk at least three or four miles to the county road to wait for the bus. There are only two trips a day, and if you're unlucky, you won't pass one in half a day. The clay man planned to take a bus to the county bus station first, then transfer to the city bus station, and finally go to the Wuxi bus station to meet his father.

When the three of them went out, Uncle Zhang stayed in the kitchen and didn't come out, and Poria was outside to see them off alone, and the young man sighed and said, "Just go, I'm really a little reluctant in my heart." ”

"If you can't help it, don't go!" An angry female voice came from a distance, and the four of them turned their heads to see a girl in a light blue dress, riding a bicycle in front of them. Her apricot eyes widened, her chest rising and falling, staring at the young man. The people present looked at him in surprise, and the young man smiled bitterly: "It's really better to go early than to go smart, let me introduce to you, this is my girlfriend Zhou Qingqing who I met in the village." ”

"Girl, girlfriend!" the clay figure seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was dumbfounded, "When did you have a girlfriend?"

The young man whispered, "Just the day I let you teach yourself how to play the guitar......"

Zhou Qingqing said angrily: "Didn't you say last night to send a friend? Why do you even have to bring a guitar?!"

The young man was dumbfounded: "This, Qingqing, you listen to my explanation......"

The clay man sensed that a bloody storm was coming, and he quietly moved his pace, wanting to stay away from the youth.

After discovering the clay man's unrighteous behavior, the young man became angry in his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts. He pulled off the guitar, stuffed it into the arms of the clay man, and yelled at Zhou Qingqing: "Do you know what he is to me? Brother! He is more dear than his own brother! He especially likes this red cotton guitar, and he has been pestering and practicing playing these days, and now my brother is going to Beijing to go to university, how glorious it is! If I don't give a gift before leaving, will I be ashamed to say that I will lose it?!"

Zhou Qingqing was overwhelmed by the stormy momentum of the young man, and said: "Yes, it's quite embarrassing......"

"It's just a shame. The young man's heart was dripping blood, but his face was warm: "Big brother, I bought this guitar with my father's half-year salary, and at that time, he chased me for sixteen streets day and night, crossing half of Nanjing." I am telling you this in the hope that you will cherish this gift, this is not just a guitar, it is not just a blessing, it is also my dream, a part of my life, you must take care!"

The clay figure was like a charcoal fire, and quickly pushed the guitar to the young man and said, "How can I ask for such a precious thing?" You still keep it for yourself, at least it's a thought, and you can play the guitar better than me, so you should give it to you." ”

The young man looked at the guitar with a look of struggle, ready to push for two more rounds, and accepted the guitar as a matter of course. Unexpectedly, disaster fell from his side, Zhou Qingqing supported the bicycle, walked closer and pushed the guitar back into the clay man's hand, and said neatly: "Take it, this is our heart, do you think this guitar is too bad? Not worthy of your identity?"

"No, no, no!" clay man exclaimed, "This is definitely the most beautiful guitar I've ever seen!"

"That's not the end of it. Zhou Qingqing said with a smile: "Now college students are the most popular to write poems and play the guitar, you can do both, just one guitar is missing, we will give it to you, that is like a tiger with wings." Needless to say, just take this guitar and buy another one another day. ”

The young man looked at Zhou Qingqing sadly, and couldn't bear to say: "After all, this is the guitar of the second child, not to mention that it is inconvenient to buy a guitar in this village......"

"Why is it inconvenient?" Zhou Qingqing interrupted the clay man's words: "My brother is doing business in Hong Kong, let alone a guitar, even if it is ten or twenty, as long as a phone call, it can be airlifted to me immediately!"

"Uh......" The clay figure was speechless, and Zhou Qingqing said gently: "I know what you're worried about, but think about it from another angle, it is precisely because the guitar is precious that the friendship is priceless." Will the friendship between your brothers break up over a guitar?"

"How is this possible?" The young man laughed: "What does I have to do with the second child, that is called a fate in the past life, and it is like a friend at first sight! Even if this guitar is taken, it doesn't matter if it is broken, it is a big deal to send you another handful!"

"This ......" The clay man hesitated, until he saw the cold glint in Zhou Qingqing's eyes, he immediately hugged the guitar and said: "This is really good! Your kindness to me, I will remember it for the rest of my life!"

The young man's face turned pale and he smiled dryly: "That's right, it's really good. In this way, I will send you to the side of the road to wait for the bus, and we will talk while walking. ”

"How tired it is to walk," Zhou Qingqing shouted into the courtyard: "Uncle Zhang, I will lend me your bicycle, and I will send it back to you later." ”

Zhang Bo snorted coldly, Zhou Qingqing seemed to be used to it, and smiled at Poria and said, "Xiao Lingling, can you help my aunt push a bicycle out?"

Poria nodded and ran into the cart in the courtyard, Zhou Qingqing smiled: "How good is this, four people and two cars, and then we will ride one home separately, isn't it smart?"

The young man reluctantly smiled and said, "Qingqing, you are so smart. The words come from the bottom of my heart, like a cuckoo crying blood, which makes people cry.

Zhou Qingqing was unconscious, sat on the back seat and said, "Why are you still stunned, do you want me to pedal for you with a woman?"

The young man touched his chin and thought: "I remember Chairman Mao said that women can hold up half the sky......"

"Smack!" Zhou Qingqing slapped the young man on the back, the crisp sound made the clay man tremble, Zhou Qingqing noticed it and smiled at him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there was a mosquito on his back just now." I hate those flower mosquitoes the most, usually circling around people, buzzing in their mouths, and when they are done sucking blood, they fly into the sky, leaving an ugly bag, itchy and painful. ”

She gently stroked the young man's back and said softly, "Honey, you won't mind if I hit so hard, right?"

The young man felt the nails on his back, and a cold sweat broke out: "Of course not! ”

"Shame~Shame~" Poria pushed out the bicycle and made a grimace at the two of them after it stopped: "The teacher said that dear can only be said by husband and wife, are you husband and wife?"

"Go, go," Zhou Qingqing blushed rarely, and she said angrily: "What does the little girl know? Do your math problems well." ”

Poria glared at Zhou Qingqing angrily, but the other party didn't take her seriously at all. The clay man held the bicycle and looked at Su Ye and said, "Immortal, do you know how to ride?"

Su Ye shook his head, and the clay man sighed: "I will, but I don't have strength in my right leg." ”

The young man came over and said, "I'll take the boss, the immortal, you sit behind Qingqing." ”

"No!" Zhou Qingqing lowered his head, twisted his fingers and said, "I'm a girl, and I can't carry tall men." ”

The young man was speechless, and the clay figure consciously walked towards Zhou Qingqing, obviously she would not give the young man a chance to contact herself. There's no way around it, whoever asks him to have a girlfriend doesn't want to run away without saying a word. In terms of emotion and reasoning, the clay man felt that he was wrong.

The bicycle was moving, and Poria waved desperately in the back, tears flowing. The clay people's hearts were agitated, and they shouted loudly: "Poria! Study hard, go up every day! Study hard, go up every day!"

He repeated it over and over again, not stopping until he left the village, and his spirit was very low. These eight words are simple to say, but to do it, it is a thousand hardships, he likes this little girl, he doesn't want her to be dragged by backward ideas, and she will teach her husband and children at home all her life.

The car went all the way to the east, and the young man rode first to the county road, where he surveyed the terrain and looked for escape routes. Su Ye looked at the road on both sides, and before the young man could find the route, Su Ye patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the north and said, "That red car, is it a bus?"

"It can't be so fast, right?" the young man looked over and exclaimed, "It's really a hell!

Su Ye beckoned, and when Zhou Qingqing arrived with the clay figure, the bus stopped in front of the four people. The young man squatted on the ground and drooped his head, looking loveless, Zhou Qingqing looked at him with a smile. The clay figure jumps out of the car, the guitar case dangling behind it. He looked at the young man, took off his guitar plug and said to him, "I must not ask for this thing! This is your dream, no matter what you say, I can't ask for it!"

After saying that, the clay figure walked to the car, and before he could take two steps, his shoulders suddenly sank, and the guitar case was hanging on him again!

"Take it," the young man smiled faintly behind him: "Actually, in the past six months, I have been sleeping in the open for half a year. My heart is tired, and even if I put this guitar with me, it is just a tool to make money. But you are different, you are talented and hot-blooded, no matter how you pretend to be cynical, you can still see the light in your heart. Take it, this guitar is for those idealists, take it. ”

The young man shoved the clay figure violently and pushed him into the car, and Su Ye quietly followed. The door closed, the bus moved forward, the clay man threw himself on the seat like a madman, stuck his head out of the window and shouted: "Er! My name is Li Bin! Mu Zi Li, Wen Wubin! I am in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering of Peking University! I must remember to write to me, definitely!"

The young man chased the bus and shouted: "I heard it! Li Bin, my name is Mo Shuqi! Reading books, big instruments! Nanjing Mo Shuqi!"

The car kept moving into the distance, and the voices of the two drifted through the air, and before they knew it, they were in tears.

In 1987, Li Bin and Mo Shuqi parted ways. One picked up the guitar and went to Beijing, the other gave up his dream of getting married and having children, and reality ran over him like a wheel. Until 2016, Su Ye appeared in front of them, and the memories of the past came flooding back: mud figures, youth, broken temples, immortals, poetry, guitars, villages, and travel.

Twenty-nine years ago, these young people welcomed the new century with great joy and enthusiasm. When the new century really came, they were silent, staring at the world outside the window, and their hearts were like iron and stone.

The era of idealists is over.