For the rest of his life

Lu Qiong turned her head, walked to the next person with the book in her arms, and handed it over. She has many such books, which are worthless at all, and she doesn't care at all.

Don't care at all.

She remembered that when she was in the largest bookstore in the city, it was placed in the most conspicuous place on the counter, just one aisle away from her favorite "The Little Prince". It was not very thick, but it had very cute patterns. I can't remember the details, but I just remember the corner, the third page, is a white rabbit, she only remembers this.

"Sorry, I stole your notebook."

You are the thieves.You are all thieves.

Lu Qiong thought so in her heart, but she was surrounded by humiliation and couldn't say a word. She could only lower her head and distribute the notebooks one by one. After the class bell rang, she sent it to the two rows of students in the south. Pushing the door open, I saw this scene: "Lu Qiong, what are you doing? Don't be special!"

"Teacher, I stole their notebooks, and I'm returning them one by one, apologizing." Lu Qiong believed that she was angry, and even took a little force to slap the notebooks with her hands, and there was a very clear snap on the desk, like It's like a slap in the face.

"This is class! You go back to me!" The class teacher was a little angry, "Do you think I wronged you? Don't you?"

"Teacher——" Lu Qiong silently took out a notebook from the bottom of the pile of notebooks, opened the title page, and wrote the girl's name, "Teacher, this is her notebook, and she threw it in the school auditorium."

The girl screamed: "You are talking nonsense! You stole my book and you still deny it! Teacher, she is lying!"

The screams approached quickly, and with a bang, Lu Qiong's finger was scratched, and the girl tore the notebook and shredded it into the trash can, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lu Qiong narrowed her eyes, her chest heaved violently, but she swallowed a few breaths, returned the pressure, looked at her with her usual calmness, said nothing, lowered her head, and handed out a notebook to the next classmate: "I'm sorry, I stole your book."

"Lu Qiong! You go back to class for me! It's class time!"

Lu Qiong is publicly executing this group of people in his childish way.

"Did you call your parents?" Xu Chenmu frowned, his chest heaved slightly, and then let out a foul breath, "It was the same before, right? Those people also bullied you before, didn't they?"

"Why, did you still find someone to beat you up?" Xu Chenmu's face was flushed red with anger when his fingers were cold, and he reached over, "It happened a long time ago, I have forgotten it."

"If you've forgotten everything, how can you still remember so clearly—" Xu Chenmu held her hand, pressed it against his face, and lowered his eyebrows sadly, "Did I know about this before?"

"You know." Lu Qiong said, "You forget it very thoroughly. I don't want you to remember this kind of thing."

"And after that?"

"As I said, the attitude of the parents is very annoying." Lu Qiong smiled, the meaning was unclear, and she was extremely cold. She narrowed her eyes.

Calling the parents was a later thing. That day Lu Qiong stubbornly handed out every notebook, and then sat back on her seat. The girl was hysterical, but she couldn't help Lu Qiong. She panicked. Was she wrong?How can it be!She is local!She is right!She has never missed it since she was a child. What would she do if she let the teacher know that she made a mistake?

Lu Qiong's family is so rich, what if he bribed the teacher and fired himself?

But she looked down on Lu Qiong!

Holding his breath, he went back to his seat, and later talked to his parents. Lu Qiong's father rushed over. He knew about this a long time ago, and his eyes darkened with anger: "I said why our girl cried as soon as she went back, and took her away. My favorite notebooks were taken away pile by pile. I wondered what happened, whether it was a donation or something. I didn’t say whether it was life or death. I saw that the school was wronged. I thought it was an accident. You said How do you teach your girls? Bullying others every day, are you justified? "

"It's also interesting for you to talk. What are you excited about about the children? You're still a child. Small frictions and conflicts are inevitable. Tell me about this. Your daughter is a big girl, and she doesn't have the ability to bear it at all. , Isn’t it my girl who is precocious? You girls are so poor, you may suffer a lot in society, and our little things are worth coming to see? Are you rich? Isn’t money can make ghosts push you Grind! Aren’t you going to change your daughter to a better school?”

"You waited for me to change my girl's school. Your attitude is wrong. You have to ask your children to apologize to Lu Qiong. Those who bullied our children have to apologize! What do I say? I must apologize, or I will sue you—"

"Hey, then you should sue. Look at the law that says children can't fight? This is normal. It's not a problem to kill you in our era. Aren't you rich? Go and sue. See if other people's laws can change it for you?"

"Ahem——" Xu Chenmu couldn't help but choked, "Isn't this the typical gangster logic where you are weak and you are reasonable? Wait, it's a bit complicated, and he hates the rich. This person—forget it, I... I won't interrupt, you go on, you go on..."

The result of that day was a bit unpleasant, but in the end there was still no apology. Lu Qiong's father wanted to make a big deal out of it. He said that the school was afraid that the impact would be bad. The things in this book were small, but the things he did to Lu Qiong on weekdays were big. Those students, Lu Qiong's father was so angry that he changed Lu Qiong's school, but he still didn't apologize in the end.

Things didn't end here.

Lu Qiong paused: "From here on, I told Tang Yi about the matter. He is my cousin who grew up with me. I trust, or rather, rely on him."

She told Tang Yi everything.

The next day Tang Yi led a group of people to smash up the classroom of their class, and the girl's books were torn up. On the list of shame on the blackboard, the girl's name was engraved with a small drill for a long time.

Even though she knew it was wrong, she still had the pleasure of revenge. Tang Yi said, it was all their fault, I will protect you, and tell me anything in the future, you know, things that cannot be solved by the law , Fists can solve it, whoever is stronger is justified, I am justified now, and no one can bully you.Look at what I did, the school is afraid of getting a bad reputation, so bored, dare to pursue me?Laws in the world don’t count for anything, have you seen that?I vented my anger on you, are you happy?

"this is not right."

"Are you stupid when you study all day long, are you flexible, and is reasoning useful? Look at the brains of those people. You are an intellectual. You are different from them. Only I understand you and understand you. To be reasonable, look at a group of them, illiterate, dressed like idiots, and being a little girl in a hair salon is arrogant for a long time. In this realm, you are in the same realm as them? I understand you, they don’t understand, don’t be blind It's not worth it, it's not worthy to be friends with everyone, you know?"

Lu Qiong was silent for a long time.

"If there is no law, the operation of the whole society cannot continue. Yes, the law has a side that cannot be touched, but if everyone is like him, whoever has the biggest fist will be the boss. Can the whole society still function normally?" Seeing Lu Qiong fall into silence, Xu Chenmu couldn't help interjecting. She felt that it was really cool for Tang Yi to vent his anger, but it was too wrong, but she didn't get into a conflict because of it. It’s just a special case, the law needs to be improved, the social security needs to be improved, and more social care is needed, and Tang Yi’s method makes people feel frightened. This is to vent her anger on Lu Qiong. familiar fear and anger.

She didn't know where this emotion came from, so she held back, and now Lu Qiong was telling the story of the past, and she was her most loyal audience.

"I know." Lu Qiong said silently.

"This is the difference between you and Tang Yi, and the conflict is also here. There is a conflict between you, but I don't know why the conflict arises." Her eyes seemed to have flowed for centuries, and she had been watching Xu Chenmu carefully. , She tossed back and forth in her memories, because it was the second time she recalled it to Xu Chenmu, and she was extremely calm. She recounted the past, saying that after that, she changed schools.

I don't know why, everyone thinks that she has depression, so they don't associate with her, for fear that one accident will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

She was isolated until half a semester of high school.

She decided to die at that moment.

I was born lonely, and I was a sentimental age in high school. I felt that living was such a tiring thing.

It's just that my father has great expectations, ah, do you want to take this university?Ah, still like this?Go to whichever one you like, as long as you like it, our family is going to have an orthodox college student.

So she secretly decided, okay, I have to wait a thousand days later, just after the university starts, and the countdown counts down to that time, so I decided to end myself and satisfy his lifelong wish before then, thinking about it now It was a very naive thing, Xu Chenmu had laughed at her before, saying that her decision was too hasty.

It's just that Xu Chenmu said this: "Oh, you're so naive. If you don't survive the thousand days, death is very sudden. Then when you go to the underworld, remember that your oath has not been fulfilled, That's embarrassing, isn't it?"

She has depression, and it has been rumored. She seems to think that she really has it, and then falls into insomnia every day, crying inexplicably, unable to restrain her desire to bear fruit.

Sealed by the tattoo on his shoulder.

That's what Xu Chenmu said, but it was after the thousand-day countdown.

"Your narration is a bit messy now, I don't quite understand it, that is to say, you used to suffer from depression because others said you had depression, and then decided to die, like in the movie?" Xu Chen Mu looked at her seriously, pointed his fingers, and thought hard for a few seconds, "But, who said in the first place that you have depression?"

"I do not know."

"I feel like I know, but I can't remember." Leng Touqing popped up such a sentence, suddenly felt abrupt, Lu Qiong didn't remember the details of the memory, so he made a judgment without authorization, and the words sounded like saying Just like the facts, it was clear that the memory was still a vague illusion, but he pretended to know everything, in case it made her sad, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and shook his head, "I didn't say anything."

"What if you really knew?"

In short, you used to hide many things from me.

She seemed to be angry, but she didn't seem to be angry. She got up and closed the window and drew the curtains. The sky outside was dark and foggy, with no rain or wind, no starlight or moonlight.

"I'll tell you when I remember it." Xu Chenmu rubbed his eyebrows, as if he was quite sure that he must have remembered, "You haven't finished yet!"

The author has something to say: The potatoes in Inner Mongolia are the most delicious in the world.

When I was in Shanxi, I brought a truckload of potatoes from Inner Mongolia. The neighbors rushed to order and buy them. At home, I put a few bags in the cellar, which is dedicated to storing potatoes.

In general, it is customary to call yam eggs.

Purple-skinned potatoes and red-skinned potatoes are the best. After stewing potatoes in a pot, they are sandy and fragrant when peeled, like peeling ripe chestnuts.

This is the best way to eat it with salt, and it was my favorite when I was a child.

Put it on the cage to dry, and when it was completely cool, I took a rolling pin [thick] to mash it, and twisted all the pieces hard, with strong and continuous force, and then it became mashed potatoes with chewiness and toughness. , the only difference is that it is tough and can be stretched very long, and the bite taste is like biting off rice noodles.Dip in vinegar and salt, drizzle with sesame oil, accompanied by chives and mashed garlic, (it’s just that when you eat it, you need to use your teeth to bite off the bite, and the rest is orthodox to eat whole.) Mashed When mixed with oat flour, it becomes a yam fish. Steamed, the eating method is the same as oat noodles, and can be dipped in cold soup.However, most of them are simmering soup on the stove, cut mushrooms picked from the wild (I don’t know what species they are, they are so dark that they can’t be seen, they are very fresh), mixed with fat and thin diced meat, and stewed for a long time, the best mushrooms coming out of the stove It has a taste, assisted by garlic slices, onions, and occasionally onions, but not much, topped with a little light soy sauce, and simmered for more than an hour.Occasionally, I don’t like to eat meat, so I beat eggs. It takes longer than steamed egg custard, and it is also a good dipping soup.

栲栳栳, rubbed out on a smooth black stone board, using oat noodles, that is, oat noodles, steamed on the cage in a circle, pay attention to row by row, hollow, and the skin is very thin to allow light to pass through. Each one should be about the same height, and it must stand up, and it cannot be piled down. The thin and uniform ones are good. The older generation's rubbing out is the best. My grandma's rubbing out is very good. My mother's is a bit thick, but still Even, I tried to rub it, and it was crooked and ugly.The taste is very good, orthodox or steamed out and eaten with dipping, leftovers from the first meal can be served cold or fried, if the noodles used are very good, the taste of the second meal will not be inferior to the first meal.

Shanxi is not limited to sliced ​​noodles.

Suddenly said so much, just very homesick.