Chapter 8 afternoon

At noon, the adults lowered their heads limply as if they had drunk drugs, and fell asleep one by one.An An tried to shake off the dry and sallow hand that was holding her.Grandma half-opened her eyes and fell asleep again.When An'an was shaking, she felt the hand clenching herself, like a bug sting.fun.Unexpectedly, he shook it away.Like a blind man groping in the dark, the old hand made a few arcs and fell wearily towards the handrail.An An giggled, revealing her entire gums, her front teeth hadn't grown in yet. At this time, the second hand of the clock moved step by step, like someone cutting hay.An'an raised her leg, stepped outside the door, and dragged the other leg out.The sun is like a golden rain.An An ran into the road.Because he was running so fast, the flesh on his face shook up and down, and he ran off his shoes after a while.He shoved his foot in impatiently.He felt they were gone.Later, he grabbed his shoes and ran barefoot, with houses and mountains dangling in front of him.He circled the winding path like a car tick-tick, and traveled through the entire village to the head of the village.The sun was blocked by the tall house of the village chief's house, leaving a shadow, and An An seemed to be suddenly blind.It was only when they (clothes racks, rickshaws, wormwood, sinks) gradually emerged that he realized that there was no one.In the past, Revolutionary, Houxue and Huidong were filming here.The cannon is made of hard paper, and to shoot the cannon is to slap it with your hands. If you slap it over, you win. If you win, you take it away.An'an doesn't know how to break guns, and always waits for others to give them alms.Because the color is not good or the corners are worn, the reactionary will give it to him, then win it away, and then give it to him again.An'an wants to play again, and the reaction will go on and on.Houxue and Huidong will go along with each other and go to and fro.

An An walked past the village chief's house.The TV series "Bao Qingtian" is being replayed in the house.One episode starts again, and the Taiwanese Hugua is singing.An An didn't understand a word, and hummed just a vague tune.An An saw three small black figures floating on the road leading to the river, and shouted: Wait for me.But they don't stop.An Ansa ran after her and tripped.The road suddenly erected like a staircase, and the pain and grievances rushed to the front.An An's mother cried.But mom and dad went to grandma's house.An An cried boringly, wiped away her tears and walked up by herself.They walked for a while to reach the concrete bridge.The bridge is connected by six prefabricated slabs. After the flood, the piers sank into deep mud and the prefabricated slabs were crooked.They like to roll iron rings on the bridge to see who rolls the farthest. The one who rolls the farthest can laugh at the one who rolls the closest, and the one who rolls the closest must go into the water to fish out the three iron rings.

The annoying An An came, with tears on her face, laughing.He gestured a few arcs and said: My grandma fell asleep.They sniff their noses, meet their eyes, and prepare to play.An An grabbed reactionary trouser legs and said: My grandma fell asleep, and she was still fumbling with her hands like a blind man.He shook his butt in reaction and said: Go away.Houxue and Huidong immediately agreed and walked away.Huidong pushed the iron ring and was about to bump into An An. He yelled to get out of the way, and An An jumped into the wormwood in a daze.Huidong went onto the bridge, pushed a few steps, and let the iron ring fall into the river.The reactionaries and postgraduates laughed, and An An looked at them and laughed too.

What laughing?Huidong said with white eyes.An An didn't smile.The reactionary said: There is nothing to say, you go down and pick it up yourself. You haven't pushed yet, so you may not be farther than me.Huidong said. I push it to you.Reactionary said, sample.Then pick up the hoop, carefully roll over a prefabricated board, catch it, and say: Farther than you, right?The back school pushes through two prefabricated slabs.Gritting his teeth, Huidong picked up his trouser legs, took off his shoes, and walked down the river step by step.An An imitated the reactionary look, folded her hands in front of her chest, and stared at him disdainfully.The water is like a well, blocking the light from the surface of the water.Huidong didn't find it with his feet, so he took off his clothes and plunged in.The reactionary said: Yes.

At this time, An An remembered and said, "Bao Qingtian" just aired an episode, I heard it. Nonsense, don't play "Bao Qingtian" during the day.Reactionary said. Really put, I heard singing.Ann said. let your mother go.post-doctrine. Yes, let your mother go.Reactionary said. But they went on singing. Reactionary: There is a Bao Qingtian in Kaifeng. Post-learning: Distinguishing loyalty and traitors with a stern face. Revolution: Jianghu heroes come to help. After school: Dynasty and Mahan are by my side. Reflexively, he put his hands behind his back and took a figure-of-eight step.An An became happy, as if it was finally useful to them.When Huidong came ashore, dripping wet, they ignored An'an again.After a few rounds of the competition, Hui Dongxue behaved well, always saying: Anyway, I passed it.Sometimes the reaction didn't push him as far, and he went down to the river to pick it up, and his head popped out of the water, looking very refreshed.An An was fascinated by watching, and felt that the river was not wide and the bridge was not long, so she could push it across by herself.But he dared not bring it up.The next program is to go to Artemisia Cong to see who pees higher.The reactionary said: You show me, don't touch it.An An took the shining iron ring.

Hao Cong yelled "Your mother", Huidong escaped like a rabbit, reactionary and Houxue chased them out, and the three of them ran away.An An held the iron ring, which was cold and heavy.He put the iron ring vertically on the road, and felt that it would roll up when he pushed it, but when he let go of his hand, it fell askew to the ground.He tried hard to recall their movements, and felt that there was only one word for the trick: fast.He was sweating profusely.When he finally placed the hoop on the edge of the prefabricated slab, he forgot about me.He coughed twice, let go of the iron ring, and it ran straight on the prefabricated board, very smoothly.He felt that if he could push to the other side safely, he would definitely be able to, but they couldn't.They didn't push it once at noon.Then he heard shouting: Stop where you are.He watched the hoop jump into the river like a rabbit, and he almost fell down with it.

turn around. An An turned around and saw three pairs of anxious and compassionate eyes.They hurriedly gestured to him to squat down, and he squatted down so that he would not feel dizzy.The reactionary call softly: Don't be afraid, children, don't be afraid.Hand in hand, the three of them carefully moved onto the bridge and rescued him ashore.Reaction pointed at An An's forehead and said: What if he rolled down the river?Post-doctrine: Can you paddle?Hui Dong followed An An's forehead: What if you drowned?Reactively pushed Huidong away and said: It's not your turn.An An, listen, what if you drown?What if you drowned your grandma?what about your dadwhat about your motherWhat about your family?

An An blushed. Hurry up and make amends to your brother.Reactionary said.An An touched Huidong's hand seriously, and said: Brother Dong, I'm sorry.He touched Houxue's hand again and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Xue."In the end, I touched the reaction, and before I said anything, the reaction said: "Okay, okay, it's all right."Then reactionary glanced at the sky and said: What else are we going to play?Houxue and Huidong had no idea, neither did An An.They only know to follow the reaction, and the reaction will find a solution.Always.This time when the reactionary walked back to the entrance of the village, he stopped and signaled An An to go home.An An didn't move, Houxue and Huidong carried him on the way home.An An still wanted to keep up, and the three of them turned their heads, buzzing like a vicious dog.

An An looked at them as if they were going to share a huge secret.Lost dead.He thought angrily, I am tired anyway.He was walking home, going back to the chair, and putting his hand into Grandma's.He was reminded violently by this dry and sallow hand that his heart was empty, as if a strong wind had blown by, blowing away nothing.If he could live to be twenty or thirty years old, he would know that this feeling is called falling out of love.But all he could think of at that time was that my heart was empty.He turned back and walked down the path they had taken. The three of them surveyed one straw pile after another, flashing into the largest one.He hid behind a pile of straw.There was the sound of the second hand moving.He knew that it was Houxue and Huidong who stuffed bundles of straw under the guillotine, and the reactionary guillotine.The sound is amazing.After a while, the sound died away, and he wondered if they were gone.He has to go home, sleepy.At this time, the reaction began to sing: There is a Bao Qingtian in Kaifeng.They sang along.An'an's blood revived.He pricked up his ears and heard them arguing about who should be Bao Gong.In fact, there is no need to argue, it is always reactionary in the end, but every time he has to pretend to persuade others.

I have dark skin, are you dark?He said, I have a big belly, do you have a big belly? Therefore, Houxue can only be a dynasty, and Huidong can only be a Mahan. Is the dynasty there? twitter. Is Mahan there? twitter. Chao Mahan listened to the order to take the prisoner Chen Shimei. I said, take the prisoner Chen Shimei quickly. Can't play this game.But An An became reserved, and he wanted to wait for a reactionary sentence, which was like a piece of candy, a touch, and a timely appreciation.He must wait, instead of running out meanly by himself.In the end, the reactionary lamented: It would be great if An An was here.He ran out, slapped his sleeves, knelt down, and said: Chen Simi is here.The reactionary choked, but quickly restored the dignity of the governor of Kaifeng, and said: You should say that the prisoner Chen Shimei has arrived.An An said: The prisoner Chen Simi has arrived.The reactionary throws out the rice stalks and shouts loudly: Dynasty!The next student picked it up, chirp.The reactionaries shouted: Ma Han!Huidong picked it up, chirp.Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the reactionaries looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and took the prisoner Chen Shimei to the guillotine.

Houxue and Huidong drag An An to the guillotine.The sunlight is projected from the distant sky, shining on the edge of the blade, like smearing a layer of snowflakes there.An An's neck was itchy from leaning against the cold guillotine, he laughed.When he laughs his gums show.What are you laughing laughing?Houxue and Huidong said goodbye, but he laughed even more uncontrollably.Reaction walked over with figure-of-eight steps, kicked the wooden handle with the tip of his shoe, gesticulated with the edge of the blade, and blew on his fingers with his mouth.He said to An An, who rolled his eyes, "Prisoner Chen Shimei, listen carefully. There are three kinds of guillotines in Kaifeng Mansion. The first one is dragon head guillotine, which is prepared for the emperor's relatives; the second type is tiger head guillotine, which is prepared for ministers of civil and military affairs; The first kind is a dog's head guillotine, prepared for the common people.You are the emperor's son-in-law, so you should use the dragon's head.Are you guilty? An'an chuckled. Houxue and Huidong said: You should say that the criminal was convicted. An'an's eyes glowed like a phosphorescent light: The prisoner is convicted. Reactively raised his wrist, glanced at the non-existent watch, and said, "It's noon, please."After speaking, he shook the wooden handle, and the blade stopped when it touched An'an's neck.Then came the postgraduates. Stopping the blade on An'an's neck was considered a crime.And finally Huidong, who spits on the palm of his hand.An An said impatiently: "It's my turn next time."He also stopped the blade on An'an's neck like a reactionary and a post-school student, which was regarded as a slap in the face.But when he lifted the guillotine, it was difficult for him. In order not to lose face—to prevent the guillotine from being overwhelmed—he tried his best, almost jumping and letting his body hang from the handle of the knife.The downward force was uncontrollable, like a carriage falling into a valley without stopping.The guillotine cut off An An's head.The laughter disappeared like a flowing river.It took a long time before the blood spurted out from the neck.The three of them rattled like tinfoil blown by a strong wind, and weeded their pants standing up.They looked at the guillotine that they didn't dare to look at.Hui Dong is too involved in the play, or he is a rebellious son and second minister.Later, Director Wu, Huidong's father, compensated An An's family with 50,000 yuan. (Thanks to Mr. Fang Zhou for telling me the rudiment of this story.)