Chapter 8 Chapter7 When Yan Shao was tough and lanugo

Ever since the little bird named "Braised Pork Rice" was taken away by Yan Xi, Ah Heng and Si Wan got along much easier.Occasionally, Siwan would rub her long hair, joke and smile gently. Is this... how my brother feels? Ah Heng wasn't sure, but it was uncertain and caring, so she didn't want to worry about it anymore.It's tiring to dig into a dead end. She wants to live seriously, live decently, give slowly, and get rewarded slowly. This is an ambition, a trembling ambition. The days are like flowing water, flowing through the small river called time.The autumn leaves have all fallen, and the winter is greeted with a bleak attitude.

No one mentioned Er Er in front of her again, and the Wen family reached a tacit agreement, and they were trying to accept Ah Heng.But Ah Heng felt that they were holding back, it was very hard to hold back, and one day they would explode. Therefore, before the balloon called "Er Er" exploded, she could only wait calmly, waiting for some precious turning points or joys that life would bestow. Er Er is an objective existence, but Wen Heng is a subjective name. Objective and subjective, dialectical materialism, this is what the political teacher taught her. Of course, studying and going to school is very tiring. This is a truth that cannot be denied objectively and subjectively.

It's just a freshman, and the teachers of every subject are robbing their RMB with red eyes like fighting cocks. Whoever said it, time is money. Although Ah Heng doesn't complain, when he hears the teacher endlessly "talking for another two minutes" between classes, he also feels very, very hungry and growls non-stop. When class was over, everyone rushed to the canteen together. "Damn! I took the wrong bread! Strawberry ones, I'm getting tired of it!" Xin Dayi yelled, rubbing his hair like a bird's nest, and the stairs were trembling. "Xiao Bian, change with me, I only eat meat floss!" He smiled and moved closer to a skinny young man.

Ah Heng grumbled and laughed. The boy called Xiaobian by Xin Dayi is called Wei Xu. He is handsome and has a soft voice. He loves to dance rubber bands and kick shuttlecocks with girls.Classmate Xin had nothing to do, so he was nicknamed "Little Abnormal", or "Little Bian" for short. Although Wei Xu has a soft personality like a girl, he is a boy after all. When he heard the voice of the culprit, Xin Dayi, his face turned blue, and he let out a "hum", swaying his willow waist, and carrying a bag of meat floss bread. money left. "Yoyo, big aunt, you have pissed off Xiao Bian, be careful today he will bring all the girls to attack you!" The other boys next to him staggered with laughter.

"Get out! Who's afraid of those girls' films!" Xin Dayi curled his lips, nonchalantly, "Whoever of you has meat floss bread, trade it with me!" Boys don't like to eat sweets, so after hearing what he said, they scattered like birds and beasts. Ah Heng looked at the meat floss bread in his hand, hesitated for a moment, ran to his side, smiled and stretched out the bread in his hand, and said to Xin Dayi: "Change!" The boy's eyes were bright in the messy hair, but when he saw Ah Heng, his eyes became a little complicated. He grabbed the strawberry bread in his hand and said awkwardly: "I'm not hungry anymore!"

Immediately, the beautiful parabola threw the strawberry bread into the trash can, then turned and left. Aheng was a little dazed, looked at the lone bread in the trash can, sighed, picked it up, patted the dust on it, and whispered in a Wu tone: "One piece, five pieces." "Aheng?" There was a doubtful voice. Ah Heng turned around and saw Siwan. Although he knew that he didn't understand Wushui dialect very well, he was still a little embarrassed. "You bought two breads? It's just right, give me one, I'm starving to death!" The young man stretched out his hands with a smile. His hands were clean and slender. He looked at A Heng and complained softly, "The student union has a meeting today, so I've been busy until now." The meeting just ended. I was a little hungry just now, so I went to the commissary, but the bread has been sold out."

Ah Heng was a little moved, and passed the meat floss bread in his hand to Siwan. "I want to eat strawberries." The dimples at the corners of Siwan's mouth were conspicuous, and the girls walking up and down the stairs were blushing and heartbeating. Ah Heng smiled and shook his head: "Dirty." Si Wan smiled and said she didn't mind, but Ah Heng turned his back and smiled brightly. Holding the strawberry bread, she went to the corridor on the classroom floor, opened the paper bag, and took a small bite. Ah Heng couldn't tell the difference between strawberry bread and meat floss bread, but felt that the sweetness of strawberry jam overwhelmed the sourness, and it was not the taste of strawberries she had tasted, but it was called strawberry bread, which was worthy of the name, which was really strange.

Still, it was delicious. On the day of Lidong, it rained.Sister-in-law Zhang urged her to go to Yan's house after school, saying that Mr. Yan invited Wen's family to eat dumplings. Mr. Yan is an old friend of Grandpa Ah Heng, a good brother who went to the battlefield together and shed blood in exchange for life and death posts.In the past, when the two were not in power, one was the head of the regiment and the other was the political commissar. They had one military and one literary, so good that they could wear a pair of trousers.Originally, it was intended to be the in-laws of the children, but it turned out that all the children were born with handles, so I just let it go.

Siwan originally said that she would go with Ah Heng after school, but she got caught up in the student union.Ah Heng waited outside the office for half an hour, and Siwan felt sorry, so she pretended to do business for her own gain, presumed that something was up, and walked out with the office storage umbrella. "Is it cold?" Siwan asked Ah Heng holding an umbrella, her starry eyes were gentle. Ah Heng put on the hood and shook his head. The two walked quietly under the umbrella, one on the left and one on the right, an arm's length apart. The winter wind is biting, the rain has been falling, and the small alleys that have been in disrepair for a long time are a bit difficult to walk, and the feet are covered with mud.

The two walked away avoiding the mud, but they didn't want to do anything, and were splashed with mud by office workers passing by on bicycles. The teenagers and girls took out their handkerchiefs, flustered their hands and feet, lost sight of others, and were mostly drenched by the rain. "Run!" Siwan smiled, "The clothes are all wet anyway." Ah Heng grew up in a water village. He was mischievous when he was a child, swimming in water, fishing, and plums and yellow rain accompanied his years. Therefore, he was not used to holding an umbrella.Now, Siwan's suggestion suits her, she nodded at Siwan, and rushed into the rain.

Ah Heng trotted in the rain, but felt that the rain here was completely different from Wushui Town. The gentleness in the distance sticks to the clothes, and the hardness in front of the eyes is biting. Two different feelings, heaven and earth, evoked the heartstring called homesickness in my heart. Siwan walked slowly in the rain, watching Ah Heng's back quietly and gently. Cold, silky raindrops slid across his face, his eyes were slightly wet from the rain, and the old film of memories was blurred and then cleared in the rain. He has seen, scene by scene, black and white movies.A girl once mischievously threw the umbrella in his hand, held his hand, and ran in the rain.He is used to reluctantly running behind that girl, used to having a pair of small hands stuffed into his hands, used to seeing the girl's grown-up figure in the rain, and used to calling her "Ear" . His err, that piece of laughter in the winter rain is like a swallow whispering in the April sky in the world. He is Er'er's older brother, whom he once thought to be his real brother, but inexplicably overnight, he and his dearest sister became strangers. Sometimes, he annoyed Grandpa.Since he knew the truth and Er Er was not his real sister, why did he indulge them so close?It was only after they mixed blood into each other's bodies that they told him that the closest person they got along day and night had nothing to do with him. Ah Heng in front shook his hands and smiled at him, but he couldn't smile at her, he couldn't even pretend. The beauty of April in the world has long since come to an end, and a bunch of peach blossoms are quietly blooming, but they are not as bright as before. After returning home, there was no one in the house. Grandpa Wen left a note, saying that he would go to Yan's house first, and asked them to arrive as soon as possible after school. Ah Heng and Si Wan hurriedly changed their wet clothes and left the house. At this time, the rain had stopped. "Yan family, where is it?" Ah Heng was curious. "You've seen it before." Siwan smiled, and led Ah Heng around the garden, along the winding gravel road, to the white western-style building behind the towering trees. "Here, this is Yan Xi's house." Siwan smiled teasingly, and pointed at the mansion with a slender finger. "Coincidentally, Grandpa Yan's surname is Yan." Ah Heng was stunned. Si Wan didn't behave as usual, she laughed loudly, her eyes brightened. Where is the coincidence?Grandpa Yan's surname is not Yan, so why should he follow their surname Wen? "Miss Wen, your little girl is interesting!" The hearty laughter, loud and deafening. Ah Heng fixed his eyes, only to find that the door had been opened, Yan Xi and a group of adults were standing there, his face blushed suddenly. Grandpa looked at her with a smile in his eyes. On the left stood Mama Wen, and on the right was a very burly and tall old man. He was slightly fat, with gray hair, thick eyebrows, piercing eyes, and he was not angry. Yan Xi was amazingly beautiful, completely different from the old man's appearance, but the look in his eyes was very much like him, with the same pride and the same look. "Grandpa Yan." Siwan bowed politely, and stood beside Yanxi with a smile. The two teenagers began to murmur. "Aheng, say hello, this is your grandpa Yan." Mother Wen looked at Aheng with a rare smile on her face, probably amused by her daughter. Since Ah Heng came to Wen's house, today was the first time Mother Wen looked directly at her daughter. She is a long-lasting woman, since the love she has for her adoptive daughter cannot be taken back, then continue to love her.As for the girl in front of her, her heart trembled slightly, but she didn't dare to get close. "Grandpa Yan." Ah Heng's Mandarin was still hopelessly stupid, but his bent posture was well-behaved. "Aheng, Wenheng, good! Good name!" The old man smiled, looking at Aheng, feeling more and more sympathetic.What happened back then was brought about by him alone, and he was full of guilt and love for this girl. "Yan Shuai, tell me, what's so good about this name?" Grandpa Wen smiled. "Good is good, I say yes!" Yan Shuai gave Wen Lao a sidelong look, his thick eyebrows frowned, with a little childishness. "There is no way to be king!" Elder Wen laughed. "San'er, don't make all these twists and turns for me. I'm a rough man. I've carried a gun all my life, but I've never carried a pen!" Yan Shuai's eyes widened and his tone was vulgar. "Weighing, take a line from the book "Han Feizi·Yangquan" that 'weighing is different from weight'. The world is full of ups and downs, right and wrong, and judging the light and the heavy depends on a steelyard. My little girl is exactly the one who has a balance." people." Elder Wen looked at his granddaughter with wisdom in his eyes. Yan Shuai laughed loudly: "San'er, you're so confused, who would compare your girl to a scale?" Elder Wen shook his head and sighed. Ah Heng's eyes lit up. When he was young, his adoptive father named him "Heng", which means perseverance. Together with his younger brother's name "Zai", it happened to be "Heng in". He hoped that the two of them would live a long life and be happy.Only later, when registering for the household registration, the household registration police made a typo, so the word "heng" was used. In fact, it was not a name borrowed from an ancient book as Mr. Wen said. However, these well-crafted gentle words almost made her fold all the grievances in her heart, and she even looked into grandpa's eyes with joy. "Old man, when will you eat dumplings? I'm hungry, I'm hungry!" Yan Xi listened to the adults before and didn't interrupt, but now she was free, looking at Yan Shuai with big watery eyes, she looked very cute, but her words were very cute not well-behaved. "Grandma is a bear! What are you calling me?!" Yan Shuai was annoyed, and uttered foul words, bent over to take off his cotton slippers, and was about to smoke the boy. But the boy cleverly hid behind Mother Wen, made faces at Yan Shuai, stuck out his tongue, and looked innocent. Seeing that he was different from his usual arrogant and defiant appearance, Ah Heng laughed softly. "Look, my sister is laughing at you, I'm so ignorant!" Mother Wen patted the boy's slender hand with a smile, and looked at Yan Shuai in a blink of an eye, "Uncle Yan, don't be annoyed, Xiaoxi is just a child with a temper, so she's gotta go Come on, are you really willing to beat him?" "For your sister's sake, I'll spare you today!" Yan Shuai's eyes widened. "As the old saying goes, you're just going to show off your prestige!" Old Wen scolded with a smile. The old saying doting on his grandson is well-known among their group of old guys. Yan Xi was skinny when he was a child. He was so annoyed that he raised his hand to hit someone.But before the slap was round, the child was crying like a wolf howling, singing "little cabbage, yellow in the ground, no father at three years old, no mother at five years old..." The neighbors were all in harmony Wiping away tears, pointing at Lao Yan's nose and scolding him for being cruel, it's basically Lao Yan's family who burnt the incense when the child grows up like this. Lao Yan looked at the child's big eyes teary and flickering, and the more he looked at him, the more flustered he was, and he opened his mouth and said, "That's right, I don't look at whose grandson, which family's child is as good-looking as my grandson? Old Wen's family, old Lu's family All together, those of the old Xin family are not enough to look at!" Unexpectedly, when the word got out, Lao Xin was not happy.The chiefs always like to compare two people. Two people look at each other and don't like each other. The higher the rank, the more problems.It is more difficult to marry a daughter-in-law than to have children, and even more difficult to have grandchildren. Lao Xin hugged his grandson Xin Dayi and asked Lao Yan to reason: "Your grandma is a bear! Why do you say that my family's Dayi is not as good-looking as your family's Yanxi! Take a look at your family's Yanxi, he has a small mouth and can eat noodles. You can't suck it, you are like a girl, you have no idea of ​​masculinity! You really have the face to say that I am ashamed of you!" Lao Yan slapped his hands and was also annoyed: "Your grandma's grandma is a bear! Your Xin Dayi looks good? With messy hair, those who don't know think you are hugging a monkey! A monkey is a monkey. You're still a dumb kid, I'm ashamed to call you a friend!" At that time, Dayi was almost three years old and could not speak yet.Yan Yan, when he was two years old, would be full of "uncles are handsome, aunts are beautiful" to cheat candy to eat; when he was three years old, his high pitch was basically close to the level of a soprano, although none of the words were in tune. This deeply hurt Lao Xin's frail old heart, holding Xin Dayi and scolding Yan's grandchildren every day, Xin Dayi listened with gusto. Finally, when Xin Dayi was three years old, three months and three days old, he opened his mouth, and the first sentence he opened his mouth was: "Yanxi, your grandma is a bear!" One sentence made the whole hospital laugh for months. Yan Xiwall's young self-esteem was hurt, and she caught Xin Dayi all over the yard, and scolded: "Xin Dayi, your father is a bear, your mother is a bear, your grandfather is a bear, your grandma is a bear, your whole family is a bear. Black blind bear!" As a result, it became a classic again, and it has been sung for a long time. Yan Xi is a child who is lawless, and has always wanted revenge since he was a child.If others bully him for a point, he must get ten points back from others. Even if he loses a point today, he will definitely make up for it in the future. For this reason, Mr. Wen didn't like Yan Xi, but seeing his old friend's face, he still treated him like his own child.What he was most worried about was that Siwan and Yanxi got too close and were taught badly by Yanxi. "Auntie still loves me." In this room, Yanxi knelt down on one knee exaggeratedly and affectionately like performing a stage play, grabbed Mother Wen's hand, her red lips fluttered, and she smiled maliciously, "Auntie, you treat me so Well, do you like me? Oh, I'm so embarrassed. Then, auntie, you just dump Uncle Wen and marry me instead, ah! " "What a child, he's not serious at all, let your Uncle Wen hear it, and wait for him to slap you again!" Mother Wen couldn't laugh or cry, she nodded the boy's fair forehead, her tone was gentle and intimate. "Isn't he here?" Yan Xi didn't care, her beautiful eyes narrowed and she looked at Siwan. Siwan couldn't laugh or cry.Yan Xi was only half a year older than himself, and when he was a child, he clamored to call him brother, but he refused, and he was beaten up many times by Yan Xiaobawang. In the end, Yan Xiaobawang said harshly: "If you don't call me brother, I don't care too much! When I marry Aunt Yunyi, I will let you call me dad!" So, Xiao wanted to be Siwan's stepfather, and Xiao had thought about it for more than ten years. Ah Heng moved his lips and stared blankly at Yan Xi, dumbfounded.Why does this person have such a face every day?So uncertain! "Stinky boy, stop making trouble!" Yan Shuai blushed with anger, and brought Yanxi's red sweater collar to Ah Heng, gnashing his teeth, "Tell your sister Ah Heng, what's your name?" Yan Shuai doesn't know that Ah Heng and Yan Xi have met for several times. Yanxi's "yan", Yanxi's "xi".These two words have been engraved in my heart with sincerity and fear, and I will never forget them. "Yanxi." He looked at her lightly, with black eyes and black hair, and flowers on his lips. "Wen Heng." She smiled, her eyes were clear and her words were harmless. At that time, she finally had a definite name to call his name. At that time, he and her experienced several unintentional encounters and finally met. She never expected this acquaintance, and he never bothered. One fifteen, one seventeen, just when they were young. Exactly, meeting on a narrow road, a good show.