The Lantern Festival has passed, and the bonfires at the farmhouse have turned into ruins. The remaining warmth has faded away, leaving only curls of green smoke and ashes, as if telling the lingering shadow of yesterday.
The winter in Yuzhou is extremely cold. The ground is frozen hard by the cold night air, and the wheat in the fields is covered with frost. It looks even colder under the light of the eastern dawn.
North of the bungalow, bamboo forest.
Zhuang Jianhui and his party were wrapped in down jackets and stood in front of the big pit. They were still digging the hole. They had to dig all night despite the cold night.
The three cobblers supported Zhuge Liang. They first looked for bamboo rats, and found the bamboo rat's nest through clues, and then began to dig wildly.
Wang Yong Dong shrank his head, he felt miserable!
In order to accompany this group of second-generation people, he resisted all night. Fortunately, his down jacket was from a famous brand and had a full 250g of down content, which was very frost-resistant. However, he felt that he was now only 250.
"Brother Zhuang, this bamboo rat is so mean. Every time we want to evacuate, it always pops up and pokes around." Wang Yong was puzzled. They had long said they were going to evacuate, but they didn't succeed.
"It's coming, it's coming." Someone cheered and continued to pick up the shovel and dig holes, and they would definitely catch the bamboo rats.
In the bungalow, Jiang Ning got up early, whistling, and wandered to Chu Chu's house.
He was surprised to find that Xue Chuchu was huddled on the small wooden stool in front of the stove, wearing a black cotton coat.
It looks like the first time they met.
"Hey, the clothes are nice." Jiang Ning smiled, her eyes a little wild.
Xue Chuchu explained: "My previous clothes were easy to get dirty when cooking, but for the time being..."
Jiang Ning: "I understand."
Xue Chuchu said no more and continued to burn firewood and cook porridge.
Jiang Ning whistled next to him again, like a gangster.
Xue Chuchu couldn't help but ask: "Are you in a good mood today?"
Jiang Ning: "Not bad."
"Um?"
Jiang Ning used his spiritual consciousness to scan the group of diggers in the bamboo forest, and he said happily: "It's certainly good to have a dog to tease them."
"Huh? Is Xiao Ben back?" Xue Chuchu was puzzled.
Jiang Ning: "It's almost over, the limelight has passed."
Xue Chuchu was speechless for a moment, does a dog attract wind?
…
When Lin Zida, who stayed at the farmhouse, woke up, he found that Zhuang Jianhui and his group had not returned yet.
He shouted: "Gongjin, let's go and take a look at the situation."
The young man opened the quilt and prepared to go with him.
During this period, Wei Zishan and two girls who were carrying a bowl of mutton soup in the kitchen noticed them at the door and immediately asked: "Who are you two?"
Lin Zida: "Look for Jianhui."
Wei Zishan finished the soup in one gulp: "Let's go, let's take a look too."
So a group of five people headed to the northern bamboo forest.
Then, they saw Zhuang Jianhui and his party shivering from the cold. Lin Zida was stunned: "No, you are still digging?"
"Ah Hui, your hat is frosty." Young Master laughed.
Zhuang Jianhui patted him indifferently: "Small problem."
The leading boy no longer had the high spirits he had at the beginning. He sighed and said, "Little sister, I'm sorry for you. I'll find someone to buy some bamboo rats for you to eat next time."
The words were filled with disappointment.
"I know what you mean. There's no need to dig. The boss has stewed mutton soup. It's very fragrant. Go back and drink some soup to warm yourself up." The good-looking girl spoke softly.
The leading boy felt even more guilty, wishing that he could not turn into a bamboo rat and give it to his little sister to eat.
Lin Zida is a well-educated person. Damn it, you dug all night and still feel guilty?
Wei Zishan, who is also a girl, looked away from the girls and thought to herself: "You are the one who really has the fever."
After the younger sister's dissuasion, everyone finally prepared to go home.
While no one was paying attention, Young Master had a chat with Wang Yong. After understanding the situation, he stood in front of the messy bamboo rat hole he had dug and looked at it for a while.
He picked up the iron awl in his hand and plunged it down. The cry of a bamboo rat came from the hole, and a gray bamboo rat jumped out of the hole.
The young man picked up the iron pliers stuck on the ground and clamped the bamboo rat smoothly. It was like a piece of art.
The young master himself was so stunned.
Wang Yong was shocked: "Zhoucao, Brother Jin, you caught it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Jianhui and others gathered around him, and then they looked at the bamboo rat he had clamped.
Lin Zida was dumbfounded: "What kind of strength do you have?"
At first, everyone was going to give up, but the bamboo rat was caught casually. In comparison, the gap was really huge.
When the young master saw their stunned reactions, he slowly accepted the reality and took a deep breath.
He held the pliers with one hand and said calmly: "It's okay, just do the basic operations."
Wang Yong caught a glimpse of his charisma, and he was even more convinced in his heart: 'This charisma is no less impressive than Jiang Ning's. Class 8 is destined to change his life forever!'
…
After the Lantern Festival, the atmosphere of parting becomes even stronger.
Jiang Ning and Tongtong had just finished eating and went to the door to play badminton.
Zhang Ruyun carried the trolley case to the door.
Aunt Zhang carried a bag and hurried out of the yard, saying, "Ruyun, don't forget to take your charger, Bluetooth headset, mobile phone, and ID card!"
Zhang Ruyun grabbed the box and replied: "Take it, take it, take it all!"
Butcher Zhang stood aside, staring at the big boy without saying a word.
Since my son went to college, he can only go home twice a year, during summer vacation and winter vacation.
It’s no longer possible to come home for dinner every day like before.
Butcher Zhang was not well-educated and could not say literate words like Teacher Qian. He just patted his son on the shoulder with his heavy hand and said, "School is good. We don't cause trouble and we are not afraid of trouble!"
"Ruyun, these sausages are all made by your dad. Don't you have a small rice cooker in your dormitory? If you don't want to eat in the cafeteria then, cut some sausages and steam them with rice, and sprinkle some chopped green onions. It's very fragrant!
"Aunt Zhang handed him the big red bag.
Zhang Ruyun looked at the very tacky big red bag. He used to feel a little embarrassed when he was in high school.
Now his mind has changed. He took the bag and joked: "Mom, when I get back to the dormitory, they will all call me foster father."
Just talking, Zhang Ruyun fell silent, his eyes burning slightly. Before the holiday, he told Ah Yue that when school started, he would steam sausage rice for her in the dormitory.
It's a pity that it's just a winter vacation, the old friends are no longer here, and I have to set off alone again.
In order to cover up his sadness, Zhang Ruyun tilted his head and his voice changed: "It's a pity that the Overlord is not here. I don't know how well I am living outside."
Now that he is gone, he still has not been able to see the overlord.
As soon as he said this, Butcher Zhang's melancholy became even more intense. He had cleaned Overlord's dog basin several times, and it was now shiny and shiny. Even the body of the basin that had been distorted by the triangular thunder fired by Tongtong next door had been restored by him.
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But, what about dogs?
Butcher Zhang put on his leather gloves, pushed out the Universiade motorcycle, and prepared to take his son to the train station.
Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the wheat field to the west. The dark shadow moved very quickly and suddenly came closer.
"Wangwangwang!"
Zhang Ruyun blurted out: "Overlord!"
A big black wolfdog with shiny hair barked and jumped on Zhang Ruyun's lap.
Butcher Zhang was overjoyed: "Good dog, you are finally back!"
He quickly rubbed the dog hard, and the surprise of regaining it was really pleasant.
Xue Yuantong looked at the next door and said, "Jiang Ning, you idiot is back! How dare you not say hello to us, how disrespectful!"
Jiang Ning: "It's good. Wouldn't it be more exciting to use other people's dogs?"
Xue Yuantong thought for a while, and indeed, it was perfect to have the right to use it without taking responsibility.
Before Zhang Ruyun left, his pet dog returned home and his mood improved a little: "Dad, I have to go, otherwise I won't be able to catch the train."
Butcher Zhang: "Okay, let's go!"
Zhang Ruyun wanted to move his legs, but the big wolf dog hugged his legs with two front paws. Frankly speaking, Zhang Ruyun was very good to the big wolf when he was at home. He not only gave it delicious food, but also treated it with respect. It was not like he had no quality.
Butcher Zhang often scolded the overlord.
Zhang Ruyun couldn't laugh or cry: "It still doesn't want me to leave!"
Aunt Zhang clicked her tongue and said in amazement: "If you leave, he will be the only dog left in the house."
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Why does Zhang Ruyun feel uncomfortable listening to this?
He asked: "Mom, am I another dog?"
Butcher Zhang and Aunt Zhang were both amused.
Aunt Zhang said: "So, if you become a dog and you meet mom on the road, bark a few more times and mom will feed you!"
Xue Yuantong stopped and couldn't help but laugh: "It seems like maternal love, but it's not completely."
Zhang Ruyun is also numb, expecting me to be a dog?
Butcher Zhang: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
After having fun for a while, it was finally time to leave.
Zhang Ruyun looked at Heba for the last time. He grew up in Heba and was extremely familiar with everything here, even every plant and tree.
But as time goes by, a lot has changed. The kind Aunt Pan sold the house, the old man who often ran in the morning passed away, and Old Man Bi went to jail... Even Teacher Qian who just left school had a lot of white hair on his head.
hair…
Not to mention the newly opened farmhouse, strawberry garden, Hua Fengmei and her daughter, Jiang Ning... everything is changing.
‘And what about me?’ As a proud son of a university, your girlfriend was stolen by a son who only had a junior college degree but relied on family connections to work in a state-owned enterprise.
Zhang Ruyun secretly vowed, 'When I come back again, everything will be different!'
"Dad, let's go." Zhang Ruyun withdrew his eyes.
"Let's go!" Butcher Zhang took his son with him on his bicycle. Accompanied by the sound of the motorcycle's engine, he drove toward the river dam in the north. Bawang kicked his legs and ran wildly behind the car.
The Heba, which was bustling just now, instantly returned to its usual silence. Aunt Zhang stood where she was, her husband and son no longer visible.
Teacher Qian witnessed everything. He held the soup bowl and said:
"For those of us who are older, this is how the Chinese New Year is spent. We spend a few days having a big, lively dream."
He chuckled and said in an incomprehensible tone: "Then use the remaining few hundred days to wait for the next dream."
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At five o'clock in the afternoon, the fourth middle school starts.
Jiang Ning rode on his cool battery car and took Tongtong to Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School.
Today, Tongtong followed the local customs and entered the school gate. Instead of riding all the way to the carport, she followed Jiang Ning and walked slowly.
Although the weather is still cold, the flowers on both sides of the main road on campus are still full of life, with white plum blossoms in full bloom and students gathered in groups.
Xue Yuantong eavesdropped on their conversation, hoping to get some gossip, but all he got was scolding the principal for why he didn't wait until school started on Monday.
"Qiqi, Qiqi!" Yan Tianpeng chased from behind.
Lu Qiqi was wearing a long down jacket and looked quite stylish. She turned around and looked at Yan Tianpeng, who was as majestic as a polar bear. She was particularly impatient. Why is there such a stupid dog everywhere?
Her tone was impatient: "What are you shouting for?"
Yan Tianpeng asked, "Qiqi, would you like some hot milk tea? It's so cold. Drink some to warm your body."
Lu Qiqi: "Whether you drink or not is none of your business?"
Yan Tianpeng rubbed his hands: "I'll give you some!"
Lu Qiqi: "Seriously?"
Yan Tianpeng made a vicious oath: "If I don't give you some milk tea, I will be hit by a car while walking!"
Past experience told Lu Qiqi that he couldn't believe it.
But her brain's craving for sugar told her that she might give it a try.
Then the two of them walked back together, ready to buy milk tea.
Xue Yuantong touched Jiang Ning: "Are you thirsty?"
Jiang Ning: "Someone will buy it for us today."
"who?"
"You'll know when you get to class."
Hearing this, Xue Yuantong's short legs couldn't help but pedal faster.
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The second floor where Class 8 is located.
Cui Yu, Meng Gui and Liu Chuandao were lying on the balcony, looking downstairs.
Yun Tingting was playing badminton in the square downstairs. She wore a down jacket that just covered her buttocks, tight-fitting colorful winter socks suitable for sports, and thick black yoga pants. She jumped up and down,
Between the movements of waving and running, the eyes of the charming students were widened.
He accused her in his heart of being unruly, but he refused to look away.
At this moment, Wang Yong and Young Master brother climbed up to the second floor. Wang Yong introduced: "Brother Jin, this is where our class is. Look, it's not bad."
Wang Yong led him forward and pointed to the corridor where Cui Yu was: "This is a VIP location. Look downstairs."
When the young master heard this, he couldn't help but glance down and saw Yun Tingting's hot figure.
He nodded slightly: "It's interesting."
Duan Shigang, who was next to him, heard the conversation between the two and seemed to be a newcomer in Class 8.
New people are good, new people, it means they haven’t been involved in the whirlpool yet, it means they have reshuffled the cards.
Duan Shigang glanced at the newcomers and asked aloud: "Brother, you must have a backing, right?"
After hearing this, the young master didn't look at him. Instead, he looked at Wang Yong.
He doesn't like people who can't keep secrets.
Wang Yong was also puzzled: "Gangzi, how do you know?"
Duan Shigang chuckled, and he entered Class 8 through the back door, so the door was naturally clear.
"Yongzi, there is a saying for those who are wandering in our society, don't ask around. The less you know, the longer you will live."
"But, it doesn't hurt to tell you today."
Duan Shigang turned his face to the sunset, his face seemed to have gone through many vicissitudes of life: "We, Class 8, have no backstage and can't get in."
As soon as these words came out, the aura of a big brother in the world came out immediately.
The young master had never met such a person before. He took out his watch and glanced at the time, as if he was calculating something.
Wang Yong said: "Brother Jin, your watch is foggy again."
Young Master just wanted to speak.
A boy in school uniform squeezed in next to him. He was an honest man with a simple face and a sincere tone: "Brother, your watch is not bad."