Chapter 18

The hair on the back of my head took about two months to grow.

I walked on the continuous rainy days of early autumn, and I always felt my head was chilly, as if I had pried a crack for someone.

The autumn wind in 1998 was filled with rain and poured unscrupulously. Until today, I can smell a fishy smell in my memory.

That afternoon, I sat in the pavilion and watched my mother give me medicine to flowers and plants.

She asked me to wash my face and change my clothes and go back to school.

I pretended not to hear.

The sun is scattering, and the mottled shadows of the sycamore trees are sprinkled in the yard.

My mother carried the medicine barrel on her back, raised her forearm lightly, and raised her five-color water mist from time to time wherever the spray head went.

Only then did I realize that even the venom would scatter light, which was incredible.

Finally, my mother turned around and said calmly: You are disobedient, right?

I suddenly felt panic and hurriedly got up.

Just as hesitating, grandma walked in.

She was still the same as she didn't see her for a few days.

Urban life did not cause her to undergo physiological changes such as a rosy complexion.

As soon as she entered the door, she sighed, exaggerated and sad like all the sighs on the stage.

Then she called Linlin and handed over a large packaging bag.

I was very heavy in my impression, so I almost couldn't hold it.

It contains some things that could still be called nutritional supplements in the 1990s, including wheat milk essence, oil tea, soy milk powder, and a few bulk desserts, and even two cans of Jianlibao.

She smiled and said: Look at your aunt, she insisted on giving her something to her house before leaving, but she couldn't say anything.

When she said this, she faced me, but her face looked towards her mother.

The mother stopped and asked grandma when she would be back.

The latter rubbed his hands and said: It was just arrived and Xiuqin drove back.The main reason is that your dad is not good at doing well, otherwise he shouldn’t have troubled others.

She turned her head and looked at me and paused: Your aunt Xiuqin still has to go to work, so it would be bad if you take a leave specifically.

I didn't know what to say, so I could only nod and smile.

My mother said, walked two steps to the west side of the yard and stopped: Mom, take the nutritional supplements back, and you and dad will keep them and eat them slowly.Don't let Lin Lin ruin it.

What did you say? Grandma seemed a little angry, her mouth wide open, but her smile spread out as she opened her mouth. There was also some in the courtyard, which was specially tidied up for Lin Lin.

My mother stopped talking, and with the creaking sound, the pink coat straps swayed back and forth around her waist.

Grandma looked around for a while and asked her mother what medicine she used, and said that this little Maotao was still like this for several years.

My mother answered one by one, but her movements were not paused.

You should wash it off soon, and your mother will get a trip to the school after finishing it.

After a while, my mother's voice drifted away in the gorgeous mist.

The smell of chlorophenol is too strong, and I am simply a little dizzy.

Look at you, look at you, grandma jumped over and pulled my collar. What did she do? She rolled in the field?Or did you fight with someone?

I uttered, not knowing whether I had rolled or had a fight.

Putting down the packaging bag, I got up and walked towards the bathroom.

The moment I closed the door, my grandmother said: In fact, there is no need to use medicine for the bean fields. It is almost autumn, and it is not very useful to eat it.

Sighing, she smiled again: I was rushing back and was thinking about pulling weeds in the field.

I stared at the mirror for a while, but couldn't hear my mother's voice.

However, a few sparrows were chirping in the back window. As soon as I turned around, they disappeared.

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Next is a long-lost weekend.

As soon as school was over in the afternoon, we were left on the playground and killed in a dark place.

When I got home, it was a little dark. I rode very fast, but my grandma pulled it off at the entrance of the alley.

She said: God, you can’t be more at ease this night!

After that, my grandma told me to go to her yard later and there was something delicious.

I got off the bike and rushed over.

Unexpectedly, my grandma just took out two pomegranates and asked me to have dinner with her the next afternoon.

Don’t forget to tell your mother, maybe it’s because my grandma is too old and the room looks smooth and deserted under the bright lights. If you don’t catch up on the Mid-Autumn Festival, then we have to make up for it.If peace cannot be there, we can't be.

In fact, these things are just adding some tips to me on the dinner table.

I said it coldly, but my mother was even colder and she didn't even say anything.

The sound of drinking porridge was too loud, as if some monster was sucking people's blood.

But besides burying the porridge, what else can I do?

Sometimes when I pick up the dishes a few more times, I feel that my movements are not natural enough.

Suddenly, my mother burst out laughing.

She said: Are you drinking cows?

I raised my head and said: Ah?

My mother picked up two chopsticks for me and re-cooked the meat, quietly: If you don’t know, you thought your mother abused you.

I wanted to smile, but I felt that laughing would look stupid at this time, so I had to lay my head down again.

The mother knocked on the table and said: Hey, raise her head.

So I raised my head.

She asked me softly when the stitches would be removed.

I said it's soon, two days later.

She blamed me for being so bold and dared to play basketball with injuries.

I finally smiled.

Smile, my mother raised her face, but her voice was as crisp as the oil cake on the plate. She quickly washed her hair quickly and stinky as she ate.

My mother went out to buy groceries early on Sunday morning, although grandma said she would come to do it this year.

The busiest thing about lunch is probably the mother. Grandma smiled bitterly from the side and said: If you are not forgiving your age, your mother will be quick-witted.

Four meat, three vegetables and one soup. My mother said she would eat it first and then make a red fruit soup later.

With the permission of grandma, grandpa was able to pour two cups of wine.

He was so excited that he drooled, and repeatedly pointed at my head and said in a confused manner: Lin Lin can't drink Ah.

Grandma said it several times and knew it, but the old man shut up.

Crops are naturally mentioned at the dinner table.

Grandma was a little open-minded. It was going to rain and mother wanted to get married. What's the solution?

The mother smiled and said nothing.

Grandpa and I were working hard. This is almost a classic image of us at the dinner table.

And in my memory, grandma will always be the first sprayer.

Soon, she began to tell her life in the city for more than a week.

She said that her cousin did not think she was rich and she was not doing well. She was not old yet. She sat in a wheelchair all day and needed people to serve everything.

She said we were a little hard, at least we could still work in the fields, and her cousin got diabetes because she was lazy.

Later, when she thought of something funny, she was so happy that she patted her thigh: Your aunt Xiuqin is really amazing, she is so cruel to Wen Yuan.He said he would go east, Ah, but he didn't dare to go west.I have seen someone who is afraid of his wife, but I have never seen someone who is so afraid of his wife.

Finally, she concluded: Life in the city is really not something that people live. So what can I do when I squeeze into a building?

When grandma said this, I was stunned because she didn't forget to say on the phone last time that the city was so good and how grand Xiuqin worked in the Cultural Bureau.

She even taught me to be successful, learn from your aunt, and become a high-ranking official in the future.

When her mother went to the kitchen to make soup, she sighed and finally revealed her true colors: If your father stayed in the city and didn't come back, he wouldn't have been like this now.

As she said this, her old face wrinkled, and tears rolled down.

The meal was over two o'clock.

When I returned from the yard, the sun was dim and the wind was gushing. God seemed to have been sucked by thick phlegm.

A spicy moisture began to spread seasonally in the air again.

I sat down in the pavilion, thinking about where to have some fun when Lu Hongfeng appeared in sight.

This wilted bean sprout brought eight kilograms of mooncakes all over the place.

Although I knew it wasn't supposed to be, I was still surprised.

Because my aunt's cousin is not interested in this at all, let alone the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed long ago.

I pretended to be accustomed to ask him what he was doing, but he could not tell what was going on.

When I sent him to the door, I asked: Did you come alone?

He nodded first, then shook his head, and finally rubbed his eyes and said that his father was watching people and playing cards at someone's house.

I immediately burped, as if I realized that I was overeating.

I asked him: Why don’t your dad come?

He sucked his nose, twisted his feet, looked at me blankly, and even answered.

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During the autumn harvest, I finally met Lu Yongping.

Sadly, I have fantasized about this scene countless times, but when it really happened, it was so calm that it made people even more ashamed.

I remember it was a rare night, with stars everywhere so clear that it was unremarkable.

The whole way into the village was full of corn on the cob. I made a lot of twists and turns and finally arrived at the doorstep alive.

However, what was crossed in front of me was another pile of corn on the cob and the people who pressed their heads down under a 100-watt light bulb.

Among them is Lu Yongping.

He said: Hey, Kobayashi is back!Hurry up, have some midnight snacks and come out to work!

Maybe the lights were too bright and everything around seemed a little empty.

The moths above the head will produce huge shadows, and the working people are raising some family matters.

This is as plain and unreal as described in almost all novels and films.

While he was stunned, his mother had already stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

She said: Push the car in and put on the shelves in a while.

A dish of braised pork, plus a cold cucumber.

My mother came to serve millet porridge and stood by my side for a long time.

I don't understand why, I didn't even have the courage to look up at her.

After a long time, my mother coughed twice and hit my shoulders: Eat less meat, it’s hard to digest the things that are too late at night.

Then she walked out and I could hear the tiny footsteps in the yard.

When I turned my head and looked out, my mother actually stood at the kitchen door. She lifted up the bamboo curtain and said softly: After eating, take a shower and go to bed, Ah, you don’t have to come out.

Of course I came out anyway.

Although this night is like this autumn, the praise and gratitude for Lu Yongping will always echo in my ears.

My mother buried her head in the corn and occasionally approached me to ask about her studies.

I responded one by one, but it seemed like I was answering the teacher's question.

Although I was not happy, I was powerless to stop Lu Yongping from swaying in front of me.

He and an old man in the front yard were bragging about something messy, and he also grinned and giggled at me from time to time.

I really want to knock him to death with a corn cob.

Later, Lu Yongping put on the shelves and hung corn, and grandma asked me to help.

I looked around and had to stand up.

But Lu Yongping suddenly fell silent.

Except for occasionally yelling at the corn-peeling people in an exaggerated posture, his language ability disappeared like beads of sweat that kept falling.

From time to time, I glanced at my mother secretly. She lowered her head, her flying hands were like two dancing butterflies.

To this day I remember her shiny black hair and the corn buds that were constantly piled up around her, as if she was about to swallow people in the next second.

That golden glow seemed to seep out from the ground, which always surprised me.

When the corn was about to be pressed, Lu Yongping called Xiaolin.

I didn't even raise my head and said, "What are you doing?"

After a while, he said: Don’t do so much every time, otherwise you will have to stop pressing tonight tomorrow.

The next day was the busy farming holiday, which was probably the only benefit of the pre-mechanization era.

And 1998 is the end of history.

I was sweating profusely and crawled out of the corn seedlings, sat down on the ground, unable to stand up for a long time.

My mother frowned when she saw it, saying that she blamed me for finding trouble.

I was sweating and was about to say something when the roar of the diesel engine came over.

Two pieces of land were collected that morning.

Lu Yongping asked three or four people to help, and it was only past ten o'clock when the harvest was discharged to his home.

After seeing off the helpers, the crowd sat at the door and continued to turn corn.

With my uncle here, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.He can always resolve the complaints that grandma hides deep in her heart and waits for an opportunity to erupt.

Lu Yongping and I are old partners. He is responsible for the pressure and I am responsible for the code.

He said Kobayashi was exhausted.I said what this is.

My uncle laughed: I really didn't realize that this girl is still a good farm worker.

Before the meal started, Zhang Fengtang came.

At that time, my mother was busy in the kitchen, and my grandmother went to deliver baffles to the front yard.

I could hear her footsteps from a distance, and it took me a while to reach the door.

On this busy day, she still wears heavy makeup, like a plastic flower inserted in a porcelain bottle.

The first sentence he opened his mouth, Zhang Fengtang said: Fool.

I glanced at Lu Yongping, who was burying his head and twisting the corn buds, and seemed to have heard it.

So Zhang Fengtang called out twice in succession.

My uncle was grinning, but I was uncomfortable all over and my face turned red.

Lu Yongping said: What?

Zhang Fengtang said: No, what, do you know if you go home?

Lu Yongping then raised his head: You're so anxious, I'm not busy, at least I'll finish this.

Zhang Fengtang snorted and sat down next to the corn pile.

After peeling a few, she said: It’s better to be from the second family.

My uncle grinned: How can you compare with your family? The more humble you are, the more progress you are, the more humble you are.

Zhang Fengtang glared: You can compare this. Your brother has never seen you so active even if something happened to you.

Sister, you're wronged me,

My uncle was dancing with a romance, and a corn cob in his hand danced like a mace. I asked my brother, when did I not go?We can only blame Qiao Xiaojun for being too cunning. We blocked each other a few times and hit him again, and in a blink of an eye, the grandson was fucked.

I remember that day was cool and pleasant, with huge clouds floating above my head, and the thick smoke burning the straw was spreading quietly.

I felt my nose was a little impaired, so I made the sound of the old cow gasping.

Lu Yongping turned around and rakes, and said in a muffled voice: Where did so much nonsense come from?

Then he lowered his head and smiled at me: Didn’t you forget again?Just Count Fewer Points at a time, just four or five.

You are not talking nonsense, you are just too active in doing things.

Zhang Fengtang didn't look back. Don't talk about these things. Where were you when you were blocking the school?

My brother said he would be blocked in school, so I would run to school if I had time.As a result, as soon as I arrived, Xiao Xu from the Houjiao Police Station came.

My uncle laughed as he said that, and blinked at me. My brother was also anxious, afraid that the bald donkey would start to sneer again.

You can just open your mouth and talk nonsense.

Zhang Fengtang snorted and stopped talking.

Grandpa sat there, his hands and feet trembling, and he couldn't peel a stick for a long time.

He seemed to smell the smell of gunpowder, looked around and asked what was going on, but no one paid attention to him.

It was terrifyingly quiet for a moment, the rumbling of the tractor in the distance, the collision of pots, pans and spoons in the kitchen, and the grandma in the front yard were all over the place.

After a while, Zhang Fengtang spoke again: I just kissed my second child. I have been kissing since I was a child. Am I not your sister?

What are you saying? Lu Yongping bent down and took the corn I handed over, swayed at the door, and pulled the calf home.

At this time, my mother happened to come out and shout for dinner.

She took off her apron and said: Sister, come too, I've been so quick, I've never seen you love labor so much.

If you don’t eat, you have food at home, so you don’t come to beg for food.

Zhang Fengtang twisted his butt on the small stool.

The mother wiped her face with an apron and gently said: Dad, stop peeling it, have a meal!

Turning around and entering the yard again.

It’s so good to eat, my uncle stretched his body and patted Zhang Fengtang again, "Sister, get up, you have to eat when you work, otherwise it will be cheaper."

Lu Yongping also laughed, and his stomach shaking when he jumped down from the bamboo rake: Eat it, eat it, leave after eating, there are so many people doing it, you can't fall down and feed the pigs, right?

Then there must be pig Ah, do you think it was the past?

My uncle helped my grandfather up and winked at me.

Zhang Fengtang sat down for a long time, but he still got up.

She slammed the corn in her hand and pointed at Lu Yongping and said: Do you still want home?Ah?Don’t care about your own family, do you worry so much about other people’s affairs?

Before Lu Yongpingyan could light it, he raised his arm and rubbed his face: What's wrong?If you have something to say, Ah.

What's wrong, what do you think?What to install?!

Let's go,

Lu Yongping took the cigarette into his hand, smiled at his uncle, went to catch Zhang Fengtang's arm, and went home to say something.

Mom, cunt,

Zhang Fengtang threw Lu Yongping away, but it was no longer possible. Go back to his dick's house!I know all of your activities!

Her face instantly had two fountains, but the sound seemed to be covered in plastic cloth.

This image is so vivid that it is unacceptable for a moment.

So Lu Yongping kicked Zhang Fengtang away.The latter didn't even have time to scream.

This extremely impactful picture is exactly the same as in the movie, and I still feel it exaggerated when I think about it.

My aunt was lying on the corn pile and didn't move for a long time.For a while, I wondered if she was dead.

My mother ran out after hearing the sound. As soon as she approached, Zhang Fengtang started to whimper.

Lu Yongping threw away his cigarette, said, "Go home," and turned around and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

Like a conditioned reflex, Zhang Fengtang immediately got up.

She didn't say a word, and then walked away with her legs.

At this time, there were people in groups of three or three at the entrance of the alley.

Grandma ran over in a panic and asked what was going on.

Everyone was silent except grandpa.

He was so excited that his veins were about to pop out, and a thin arm danced back and forth like a square and square one.

Unfortunately, his voice was like a kid who was singular.

I still remember his drool flowing down, pulling out a long silk thread, like an infinitely transparent string.

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The autumn of 1998 is sticky and long.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of evening self-study get out of class, I couldn't help but run home.

Basically, I can meet my mother every time, either in the carport or under the willow tree at the school gate.

At first she asked me if I had asked for leave, but later she was too lazy to ask again, just told me to be careful that Teacher Zhao would settle the score with you.

Of course, I am not afraid of Teacher Zhao.

However, the long silence along the way made me feel uneasy in the broken car.

I remember staring at the boundless darkness around me, and I had to hold it in one breath for a long time.

The wind rushes through the newly turned soil cracks, brushing through my sweaty forehead, and stroking my mother's long black hair.

Occasionally a car rushes by, like a fleeting fireflies by the pond on a summer night.

Only then will I breathe a breath subconsciously.

The street lights are as dull as before, and the road around the city is as long as before. I have worked hard to find them, but I can never find them again.

I didn't say anything, and my mother didn't say anything. She seemed to enjoy this rare purity very much.

Once she suddenly burst into laughter.

I asked what was wrong.

She said it was okay, but the bicycle was shaking.

It was not until the doorstep that she asked: How long did you last in one breath?

I pretended to be stupid and said: What?

She smiled so hard that she couldn't stand up: I heard you didn't even breathe, so I could go back and practice long-distance running.

Finally one day, the head teacher said to me: I have agreed with your mother that if you want to live in the school, you can live in the school, and if you want to go home, you can go home. Don’t run back and forth every few days.

Naturally, I rolled my bed and rolled back home.

This added a spell to the stupid people's ridicule.

The gap on my head had already earned me the nickname of an old bald pussy.

The nickname is so loud and graceful that when the classmate gathered last year, the first thing everyone said was: Fuck, the old bald pussy is coming.

If there is anything horrifying this autumn, it is the incident of a female teacher peeping in the toilet.

After competing with the victim's husband for two laps, the suspect Wang Weichao was finally captured in the dirty bed of the new dormitory building.

It is said that he didn't have time to take off the Huili shoes on his feet at that time.

Wang Weichao was given a serious punishment for this, but the reason was that he would not return home at night.

Before autumn ended, Bing Jie also disappeared.

I heard that I went to Chenyang.

I almost didn't realize this.

It was not until one day that I realized that I hadn't seen her for a long time that I was panicked.

So everyone told me that Bing Jie had transferred to school.

They said in surprise: You don’t know?

Of course I don't know.

I only know that the last time I saw her was at the Eighth Route Bus Station near the school.

I rode a broken car to the post office to pick up the latest issue of "Popular Songs".

From a distance, she smiled at me, so white that she was unremarkable.

I rode slowly over, as if I was slowly passing through pale and vulgar puberty.

I couldn't look at her so I could never remember her appearance again.

Lu Yongping never came to his home again, at least before his father was released from prison.

Zhang Fengtang came once.

I remember that soybeans were still hanging down the corridor at that time, and they would crackle every time I passed by.

Zhang Fengtang brought two bags of eggs to his grandparents, saying that he should pay attention to his health due to the busy farming period, and then he turned him into our yard.

I was staying in the kitchen to eat, but the voice in the living room was heard very clearly.

Zhang Fengtang is apologizing for the last incident.

She said that she was big but not big, and she really couldn't be a human being.

My auntie left before my grandma ran over.

After hesitating for a while, she lowered her voice and said: Fenglan Ah, aren't you really sorry for peace?

That afternoon after the midterm exam, I ran to the village ancestral hall to play ball.

As I was flying and domineering, I suddenly saw my mother coming from the direction of the pig farm, and I suddenly felt shocked.

Without caring about the shouting on the court, I immediately got into the crowd.

However, all roads lead to Rome, what can the direction indicate?Later, I also visited the pig farm once, and this huge flat building was empty at some point.

Only those rusty anti-theft doors and windows remind me that something had been stored here.

And when did that Lan Jialing disappear?I can't remember it anyway.

It seems that Lu Yongping has never ridden it again.

In the years to come, occasionally it will appear before my eyes as it shines in the sun.

On those rainy nights, it lies like a drunken man in the mud under the sycamore tree, jingling by the raindrops, as if the cicada monkeys from the ground were about to come out again.

I remember the day after the stitch was removed, my mother washed my hair.

She complained that my hair was so smelly that I was so smelly that I was getting shampoo again and again but I was always frothy.

When the water that was falling down my face finally didn't have that salty smell, my mother was satisfied.

She turned around and went to get me a towel, and had to bend down because she was passing through the bathtub.

I subconsciously tilted my head and saw her pouting butt.

For a moment, the wound behind the head jumped uncontrollably again.