Long-awaited

Cheng Yihe walked around the village boredly, and it was already dark.At that time, there were no street lights in the village, so at night it was all relying on a pair of eyes to recognize the way, but occasionally there would be a warm yellow like tulle leaking from the courtyard wall, but it would not be too dark to reach out.

Cheng Yihe folded his hands in his pockets, whistling chicly, looked up at the Milky Way running through the night sky like a jade belt, a few scents of other's food wafted from his nose, if there was nothing like it, it was very attractive, smack, smack your lips, he regretted it a bit , should have run out with a bowl in hand, so I won’t be hungry now.

Do you want to go home?Cheng Yihe thought hesitantly.

It was the age of growing body, he just hesitated for more than ten minutes, and he was desperately hungry.

But he really didn't want to bow his head to Zhao Ying, so he had no choice but to go to his second uncle's house for a bite to eat.

Following the chirping of crickets all over the floor, Cheng Yihe slowly walked to the door of his second uncle's house, only to see two wooden doors half open and half closed, and a small fuzzy black shadow on the stone pier, which he could only see clearly when he got closer. Cheng Lin was sitting there holding a bun.

And there was already the sound of washing dishes and chopsticks in the yard. It seemed that the second uncle and the others had already eaten.

Cheng Yihe was very disappointed, and wanted to turn around and leave, but he was so hungry, staring at the cornbread that was twice as big as Cheng Lin's hand, he couldn't help thinking, the taste must be very soft and chewy. In the mouth, stir it well, it must be very sweet, and then unconsciously swallowed hard.

Cheng Yihe's eyes were too focused, and he stood in front of Cheng Lin for a long time, it was difficult for Cheng Lin not to notice.

He raised his head in doubt, and saw that it was Cheng Yihe. He seemed to have never expected that he would be here at this moment, and he was stunned, staring at him blankly.

Cheng Yihe frowned slightly, as a young man, he always had a ruffian stubbornness on his face, even if he wanted to eat something from Cheng Lin's hand now, he looked at people from the corner of his eyes, as if he was waiting for others to beg him.

With Cheng Lin's timidity, if Cheng Yihe hadn't just helped him beat the bad guys away today, he might be scared to cry by Cheng Yihe's slightly provocative appearance.

The two looked at each other silently for a while, and finally Cheng Lin called out in a low voice: "Brother..." The voice was softer than the buzzing of insects all around.

Cheng Yihe replied lazily, and his stomach growled uncontrollably, but the person who should have blushed remained calm, but Cheng Lin felt embarrassed when he heard it, and asked, "...Are you hungry?"

Cheng Yihe felt that it would be embarrassing to admit that he was hungry, his eyebrows were full of reserve, he looked down at him and said nothing.

Cheng Lin timidly raised the wowotou in his hand, "Do you want to eat?"

Cheng Yihe glanced at it, silently swallowed another mouthful of saliva, but didn't answer it.

It was not very clear in the night, but it could still be seen that Cheng Lin had already taken a bite out of the Wowotou. If Cheng Yixin had given him something he had eaten at this moment, Cheng Yihe would have slapped him.

But Cheng Lin was not only clean and tidy, but his eyes were full of eager anticipation. Cheng Yihe benefited from that pure concern and implicit admiration. Cheng Yihe felt pitiful for the bruised pinch marks, and couldn't bear to lose his temper with him again.

So after feeling reserved enough, Cheng Yihe mercifully took the bun from Cheng Lin's hand, sat down next to Cheng Lin, and started to eat it.

Cheng Lin stared intently at Cheng Yihe's swollen cheeks, he probably thought it was very funny, so he smirked.

Cheng Yihe ate quickly and hurriedly, glanced at Cheng Lin in his busy schedule, saw his eyes in the night, subconsciously raised his head to look at the starry sky in the night sky, and then took a deep look at Cheng Lin, I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, did stars fall into his eyes?Why do his eyes always look bright and bright?

But then the lights above the two of them turned on, and Zhang Junyan's voice came from inside, "Cheng Lin, it's getting dark, come in early."

Before Cheng Yihe could stop him, Cheng Lin softly called out: "Mom, brother is here."

Zhang Junyan seemed to have no idea who it was for a while, and said after more than ten seconds: "Xiaoyi? Why don't you come in?"

Cheng Yihe was already tired of Zhang Junyan in his heart, and was divided by him into a group of people who should not be in contact with as much as possible. He hurriedly finished the rest in two or three bites, and said loudly: "I will pass by and sit for a while, and then I will leave." Then he tapped Cheng Lin vigorously. His small head meant that he disliked his talkativeness.

But Cheng Lin didn't understand the meaning of Cheng Yihe's suggestion, so he just scratched his hair in a daze.

Cheng Yihe got up and strode several meters away, but he suddenly looked back as if he had received some kind of induction in an instant, and saw Cheng Lin's small figure still sitting alone in front of the door looking at him, the lights lit up on the rain eaves The light streamed down softly, only illuminating the small space around Cheng Lin, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

Cheng Yihe's heart softened suddenly, he strode back again, stood in front of Cheng Lin and whispered, "Don't call your mother, I'll take you to play."

He didn't care whether Cheng Lin would refuse, he just took Cheng Lin's arm and left.

Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the door of his house with some hesitation and fear. After two or three seconds of hesitation, Cheng Yihe had already grabbed him and turned him onto the path, walking along the slope to the back of the village.

Although Cheng Lin was worried that Zhang Junyan would be angry, but he quickly followed Cheng Yihe, his heart felt a surge of excitement and excitement that he had never felt before, as if he was doing something bad, so he didn't say anything, and followed him obediently.

Halfway up the mountain, there are no stars and flat fields, but the fields full of wheat spiral up in a ladder shape, like a ladder from the sky to the ground, straight to Xiaohan, and it has a heroic atmosphere.

The backs of one big and one small walk on the field ridge one after the other. The higher they go, the darker the road behind them becomes, as if they are facing an abyss, and the sky hangs down in all directions, as if the stars are falling on the top of the mountain. A wonderful illusion of walking in mid-air.

Finally on another field bank made of gravel, Cheng Yihe said: "Here we are!" This is his own wheat field, he often came here with Zhao Ying, and his memory is very clear.

Cheng Yihe first cleared a small area beside the wheat field, lit it with broken leaves, and kept adding a few small matches. He quickly set up a small bonfire.

Cheng Yihe pressed Cheng Lin's shoulder, let him sit by the campfire, and went to the wheat field to break off the surrounding wheat one by one. After a while, he held a lot of wheat in his hand.

Cheng Lin asked curiously, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Cheng Yihe kept moving his hands, and said, "How about eating burnt wheat for a while? Have you never eaten it?"

Cheng Lin shook his head enviously, thinking that Cheng Yihe had his back turned to him and couldn't see his movements, so he said, "No."

The straw in his hand gradually grew, and Cheng Yihe almost couldn't hold it anymore, so he walked back to the campfire and said, "I'll let you taste it later."

The two sat on the ground, around the bonfire, Cheng Yihe put the wheat beside him, picked up two sticks and put them on the tip of the fire to roast, the awns of the wheat were burnt off immediately, and the ears of the wheat also turned into charred black. The smell of burnt wheat husks spreads out, and the ears of wheat are considered to be roasted.

Cheng Yihe pinched off the ears of wheat, put them in a pinch in the palm of his hand, and blew again, leaving only the plump wheat grains lying in the palm of his hand, which was slightly hot. Cheng Yihe turned his left and right hands, and waited until it cooled down before pouring into Cheng Lin's palm. , "Try it."

Cheng Lin picked up two grains and put them in his mouth. The wheat grains were not yet fully ripe, the grains were soft and sweet, and the outer skin was roasted and browned, giving it a special and delicious taste.

Cheng Lin smiled and said, "Brother, it's really delicious."

Cheng Yihe said: "Have you learned it now? In the future, you can burn it and eat it yourself."

Cheng Lin nodded obediently.

Although he was seven years old, he was thin and small, and it was very gratifying to sit there in a small ball. Cheng Yihe couldn't help poking Cheng Lin's forehead with his hand, and Cheng Lin fell backwards like a tumbler. He looked at Cheng Yihe with puzzled eyes.

Cheng Yihe laughed and said: "No wonder you are so easy to bully, I can push you down with one finger."

Cheng Lin rubbed his reddened forehead from being poked, and giggled silly.

The two continued to burn the wheat. For a while, there were only the crickets and the crackling of the flames, but it made the surroundings more silent. Suddenly, a gust of mountain wind blew past, whizzing past with low whistles, as if Howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Cheng Lin had never heard this kind of sound before, and was startled immediately. He rushed to Cheng Yihe's side like a little rabbit, and hugged his arm tightly.

Cheng Yihe is used to being wild on the mountain, and has the experience of sleeping on the mountainside in the middle of the night. He is not afraid at all, but thinks Cheng Lin's timidity is very funny.

Cheng Yixin was at home, quarreling like a sparrow every day, causing Cheng Yihe a headache, and the two of them bickered or fought all day long at home.

But Cheng Lin always lowered his head in silence, and rarely said a word, like a small ball, you hit it, and he has a reaction.Now shivering and nestling beside Cheng Yihe like a kitten, Cheng Yihe suddenly felt playful, and deliberately said sinisterly: "Look at what's behind you?"

Cheng Lin was even more frightened, his head almost retracted into his shoulders, and tremblingly said: "Brother, I'm so scared."

Cheng Yihe laughed out loud, and the clear laughter echoed in the dark mountains, Cheng Lin's eyes were red.

Cheng Yihe finally stopped laughing and said, "Coward!"

Cheng Lin has already put on a crying voice: "Don't scare me."

Cheng Yihe rolled his eyes at him and said, "No matter how timid you are, you will still be bullied by others in the future."

Cheng Lin pursed his small lips for an instant, and stopped talking for a while.

Thinking of Zhang Junyan's indifferent attitude during the day, Cheng Yihe asked casually, "Does your mother only like your brother and not you?"

At that time, Cheng Yihe was only a half-grown child, and he didn't realize that asking such sharp questions would be a great harm to a child.

Cheng Lin's body trembled and he almost cried.

Cheng Yihe had already eaten half full, and threw the rest of the wheat into the fire, and the flames suddenly jumped up a lot. Under the light of the fire, he said indifferently: "It's nothing, my mother also likes my younger brother more. Talk about me, why should I give way to my younger brother, and I can’t hit my younger brother, I am annoyed when I hear it, because my mother is facing him, and it is obvious that he often rides on my head to do his best."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lin said weakly, "My brother is still young."

Cheng Yihe was stunned for half a second, and then slapped him on the back of the head, "Stupid! You have been brainwashed by your mother, no matter who dares to hit you in the future, you will hit whoever dares to hit you, do you hear me?!"

Cheng Lin blinked his eyes and did not answer. Instead, he pondered for a long time before asking the question he had been thinking for a long time in a trembling voice: "Brother, did I really pick it up from the garbage dump?"

Cheng Yihe said: "Who told you?"

Cheng Lin said: "My little brother and others say the same thing."

"Do you believe that bastard's words?" Cheng Yihe snorted, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

A glimmer of hope lit up in Cheng Lin's heart, thinking that Cheng Yihe would tell him that others lied to him, but in fact he was his mother's biological son.

But Cheng Yihe said: "I picked you up from the mountain."

"Ah?" Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with tears, and he stared blankly at Cheng Yihe, "I... I really picked it up?"

Cheng Yihe was still gesturing earnestly with both hands, and said: "At that time you were so young, I thought you were a little sister, so..." Before he finished speaking, the fear that Cheng Lin had accumulated for a long time finally completely collapsed at this moment, wow A cry came out.

Cheng Yihe still didn't understand why Cheng Lin was crying, so he asked, "Why are you crying?"

Cheng Lin cried even more hoarsely, and fell on Cheng Yihe's body. Cheng Yihe supported Cheng Lin's back and said, "Hey! Hey! Don't scare me!"

Cheng Yihe hadn't coaxed the child yet, so he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, he just said over and over, "Why are you crying? Don't cry!"

Cheng Lin cried and trembled all over, and said intermittently: "Mom... Mom doesn't want me anymore... Woooo..."

Although Cheng Yihe felt that this situation was very likely to happen, he didn't dare to admit it, otherwise it would be easy to make Cheng Lin cry. What if he cried until tomorrow?Cheng Yihe thought in distress, so he could only coax him patiently: "Why doesn't your mother want you?"

Cheng Lin kept wiping away his tears with his little hands, and said, "I... I am a child of someone else's family, and sooner or later I will... be sent away..."

Cheng Yihe shook Cheng Lin's shoulder and told him to listen carefully to his own words: "I picked you up, of course you are a member of our family, and you will not be sent away."

Only then did Cheng Lin get a little bit of comfort, and looked at Cheng Yihe with tearful eyes: "Really? I don't want to leave my parents."

Cheng Yihe said: "Of course it is true, how could I lie to you."

Cheng Lin wiped away his tears, finally calmed down a lot, and said: "But they all said that I am a wild child, and my mother will not want me in the future."

Cheng Yihe patted his chest and assured: "No, I picked it up anyway, just like you, I'm not afraid, what have you to be afraid of."

Cheng Lin immediately forgot about his misery, and asked in surprise, "Ah? Why?"

Cheng Yihe said: "My mother told me. I asked her where I came from. She said that there was a tree at the entrance of the village. She passed by one day and took me home from the tree hole."

That was what Cheng Yihe asked Zhao Ying when he was younger, and there is indeed a hundred-year-old locust tree at the entrance of the village, and the tree hole is big enough to accommodate a three-year-old child, and they always like to hide in it.When he got this answer at that time, Cheng Yihe believed it instantly, and indeed he was depressed for two days because of it, but he had a big heart and quickly put it behind him.

Today, in order to coax Cheng Lin, I racked my brains to recall it.Of course, when he recalled what he said tonight later, he would realize how ridiculous it was.

But Cheng Lin was sad again, feeling that he was still far behind others: "But I was carried back from the garbage dump."

Cheng Yihe said: "Why don't you listen to me? I told you that I brought you back and put it in a small basket, what kind of garbage dump!" Cheng Yihe was impatient to coax the child, and still prefers to use violence to solve problems, and said : "Whoever told you, I'll kill him!"

Cheng Lin said weakly: "Don't... don't hit people,"

Cheng Yihe said indignantly: "They bully you, I can't beat people anymore?"

Cheng Lin said: "But if you hit them, they will hurt."

Cheng Yihe disliked Cheng Lin's failure to live up to expectations, and poked him hard on the head: "You are really stupid if you say you are stupid. If they beat you, you won't feel hurt?"

Cheng Lin said: "I just have to bear it."

Cheng Yihe: "..."

Cheng Yihe couldn't cure him at all, but after the two talked for a while, Cheng Lin's mood gradually calmed down, and Cheng Yihe also breathed a sigh of relief silently.

Cheng Lin was still leaning on Cheng Yihe, and the two small backs melted together in the firelight, like two small animals cuddling together to keep warm. Like stars and stars, there is a taste that the heavens and the earth depend on each other.

The loneliness and uneasiness that followed Cheng Lin all the year round was greatly comforted in front of Cheng Yihe, he got closer to Cheng Yihe, and whispered: "Brother, why are we all brought here, and others only bully me?" .”

Cheng Yihe said: "Because you are stupid and you don't know how to fight back, so you are easy to bully. If others bully you in the future, if you say 'you hit me again, I will hit you when my brother comes back', and they will not dare to bully you."

Cheng Lin nodded blankly, his heart felt warmer than ever before, as if a flame had been ignited deep in his heart, dispelling all the coldness and fear.