"Oh~oh~" The clay figure held the microphone and waited patiently, and as time passed, Poria's little face gradually changed from worry to fear. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info until the clay man sighed and redialed the number, she suddenly crouched on the ground and cried: "You, you've been calling for ten minutes! My grandfather has never been on the phone for more than five minutes!"

She was sad and scared, and her uncle, who came to install the phone, had said that the call fee was calculated by the minute, and that one minute of phone call was equal to a piece of fruit cake. This big brother has been playing for ten minutes, which is equal to ten pieces of fruit cake, and grandpa will scold her to death when he comes back!

The mud man looked at Poria in astonishment, and the young man walked over helplessly, pulled her up, and said, "You little guy, didn't you hear that the line was busy over there? ”

Poria cried a handful of snot and tears, and didn't listen to the explanation at all. The young man took out a piece of money from his pocket, handed it to her, and said, "Now, take it and buy some snacks, and it will be used as a phone bill." ”

Poria cried: "I don't want your money, grandpa said that the phone can't be called for too long, otherwise it will be shut down, and the shutdown phone will be scrapped." That's, this call is more than 2,000!"

The young man couldn't cry or laugh, and the clay figure sighed: "Forget it, if you can't get through this time, just wait for tomorrow morning......"

Before the words fell, a man's voice came from the microphone: "Hey, this is Wuxi Chengliang Garment Factory, do you need anything?"

The clay man was overjoyed: "Uncle Lin, I'm Xiaoshuai! Is my father here?"

The man said in surprise on the other end: "Xiao Shuai, aren't you going hiking? Hey, Comrade Mingyang, your Xiao Shuai's phone number!"

The clay man clenched the microphone, and his father's hoarse voice came from there: "What's wrong?"

He took a deep breath and said, "Dad, you help me pack up my school etiquette, wait for two or three weeks, and I will go home, and then I will take the bus directly to Beijing." ”

"Okay, is there anything else?"

"No, I'm fine. ”

"Goodbye then. ”

Father hung up the phone, the clay figure was a little lost, he knew that his father didn't like to travel outside, but it made a lot of sense. The minds of the older generation are always stubborn, and time will tell who is right. The clay figure regained his spirit and smiled at Poria Cocos: "Look, it's not even three minutes." Don't cry, if you cry again, your eyes will swell into peaches, fist-sized peaches!"

Poria burst into tears and laughed: "Your eyes are big peaches, peaches bigger than mountains!"

The young man smiled, turned around and said, "I'll go out to buy some ribs, do you want the little girl to follow?" ”

Poria nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

When the young man was about to go out, the clay figure spoke: "That, the second ......"

The young man stopped and wondered, "What else is going on?"

The clay man said embarrassedly, "Can you carry me to the bed before you leave?"

Youth: "......"

As the days passed, the young man still went out to play and sing with his guitar, and he went around five or six nearby villages. The distance is getting farther and farther, the audience is very large, and the money is gradually decreasing. I often run to a village and just find the right place to pick up the guitar, and immediately gather around a group of people to watch the excitement, but there are very few people who pay.

"I can't do this job!" the young man sat at the head of the bed peeling cucumbers, and said indignantly: "Isn't it a joke that I only earn two or three yuan a day when I go out?

The clay figure sat at the head of the bed and read a book, and when the young man finished speaking, he threw over a sentence lightly: "Three yuan is a lot, and since you want to earn money through the guitar, you have to endure these hardships, and no one will give money in vain." ”

"I want to earn enough for a hundred yuan, but it's still far away......," the young man divided the peeled cucumber in two and handed the top half to the clay figure. The other party looked at the tip of the cucumber speechlessly, and finally reached out to take it, took a bite hard, and said vaguely: "What do you want a hundred yuan for?"

"Go to Shenzhen!" The young man's eyes shone brightly: "It is the most free and open place in the whole of China! I want to go there and sing, let rock 'n' roll be planted in the hearts of young people, and let the Hong Kong and Taiwan music circles be shocked by mainland rock!"

"Ambitious!" said the clay man, whose eyes lit up, "Can you teach me to play the guitar?"

The young man was a little hesitant, and when he saw the light in the clay man's eyes, he let out a long breath and said, "That's it, you are so sincere, then I will teach you to play the guitar, and when you find a girlfriend in college in the future, don't forget that I am this month old!"

The clay figure nodded vigorously: "Please rest assured, Master, I will never forget!"

"What kind of seniority are you......" The young man laughed: "It's better to call it the second child, I like it a lot." ”

Since then, the young man began to teach the clay figure to play the guitar, and occasionally went out to buy some drinks to moisten his throat, and Su Ye was haunted all day long, except when he chatted with Uncle Zhang, he could not find this person at all other times.

One evening, while the clay figure was playing the etude "The Romance of Love", the young man walked into the house: "Hey, boss, you are leaving tomorrow, what guitar do you still play?" Let's go, I'll take you to the next village to watch a movie, I heard that there will be three shows in a row!"

The clay man shook his head: "What good movie can be put in the countryside, it's either an tunnel war or the Shaolin Temple, it's not interesting at all." ”

The young man jokingly said: "I heard that it is "Lushan Love", and there are kissing scenes in it. The whole village has gone, and you are playing the guitar at home alone?"

The clay figure simply said: "That's right, if you have time to watch movies, it's better to practice the guitar more, since you have decided to learn, then stick to the end." ”

The young man looked at the clay figure helplessly, and saw that he had a firm mind, so he had to go to the movie alone. Outside, there was the sound of a bicycle passing by, and the clay figure lowered his head and continued to pluck the strings, imitating and learning over and over again.

The next morning, when the clay figure got up before dawn to tidy up the room, he folded the old man's clothes and put them at the head of the bed, and moved the guitar to the young man. When he was washing his face in the yard, he suddenly found that there was another reflection on the broken water surface besides himself.

"Oh my god!" the clay figure turned his head to look, almost fainting. In the hazy dawn, a man dressed in black stood quietly behind him, with long hair and a shawl, no matter how he looked at it, he was a ghost!

"You, aren't you sleeping?" the clay figure recognized him, but fear always hung over him. This "fairy" is simply terrifying, and he can't hear a trace of footsteps at all, and he will definitely be a good actor when making horror movies in the future.

"I don't have to sleep," Su Ye said, "I heard that you are leaving, I will come to see you off." ”

"Thank you......" the clay figure swallowed, "May I ask where you were standing?"

Su Ye said lightly: "Shaolin Temple." ”

The clay man can't wait to spray his face, this is the border of Jiangsu, you actually said that it is in the Shaolin Temple in Henan, why don't you say that it is at the Statue of Liberty in the United States? It is really crazy beyond cure.

The door of the hall was opened, and Uncle Zhang stood behind the door like frost: "What do you call if you don't sleep early in the morning?

The clay man hurriedly laughed and said, "Okay, I'll go and light the fire." ”

"I don't need you!" Zhang Bo snorted coldly, looked at Su Ye and said, "What are you still doing in a daze? If you want to leave, just burn the fire for me!"

Su Ye smiled faintly, walked to the small kitchen door, removed the padlock on it, and went in to add water to the fire.

The clay man looked at them in surprise, Su Ye had also burned the fire before, but Uncle Zhang's attitude towards him was completely a confidant in life. The two of them talked endlessly, and Uncle Zhang even drank six pots of tea a day to moisten his throat, and he would never be like now, even reluctant to contact each other's eyes.

"Don't look at it, old man, this is a deep love and hatred. The young man yawned in the hall and said, "The gods decided to leave here, and it was useless for the old man to persuade him, and now he is very sad." ”

"Whoever talks nonsense again, get out of here immediately!" The roar echoed in the courtyard, but it highlighted Uncle Zhang's annoyance and anger, and the clay man and the young man looked at each other and smiled, all without saying a word.

The breakfast was extraordinarily rich, with fried dough stickers, soy milk, potstickers, pickled vegetables, tea leaves, eggs, and even two roast chickens! Looking at the table full of meals, the clay man was surprised: "These are all made just now?"

Zhang Bo snorted coldly: "I think, but it's a pity that a certain immortal doesn't have that skill." ”

Su Ye smiled slightly and said, "The second child went to the town last night to buy it." ”

The clay man's heart shook violently, he looked at the young man, and the other party said with a hippie smile: "The movie last night was too ugly, and the kiss scene was only two or three seconds, which was boring." I wanted to buy some braised vegetables for supper, but those people only showed me the way and didn't say how far the road was, so I ran more than 20 miles before I found out that the braised meat shop was in the town. When I came back, I didn't want to eat supper, I just wanted to sleep. ”

Poria covered her small mouth, and her eyes smiled like a crescent moon. The clay man looked at the abrasions on the arms and neck of the young man, from the countryside to the town, more than twenty miles at night, the ground was potholed, why did he still run to buy these things?

"Eat," the young man picked up a chicken leg and put it in a Poria bowl, and said with a smile: "It's up to me to do it? If I don't move the chopsticks, I'll eat alone." ”

Su Ye picked up the chopsticks, these meals have human friendship and can be eaten.

PS: Today it was pouring rain and the temperature plummeted, and I caught a cold again...... The eighties were too difficult to write, so I'll change it for the time being in the past two days, and I'll resume normal updates when I'm well.