attack stream of life

For dinner, Zhaoming burned a large pot of distiller's lees balls, sprinkled a little sweet-scented osmanthus honey on each bowl, and put a pinch of red, green, and candied winter melon shreds.

Qiao Kuan imitated other educated youths, holding a bowl in both hands and sitting by the fireside.This bowl of glutinous rice balls cannot be said to be extremely delicious. After all, Qiao Kuan has eaten a lot of good things in the past. There are all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, but this bowl of rough rice balls seems to have a special warmth in it.

The distiller's grains are not the best, and the sweet-scented osmanthus honey is not the best, and cheap wax gourd candies are added.But the sourness and sweetness of the distiller's grains are just right, the sweet-scented osmanthus honey sets off the aroma of the wine, the glutinous rice balls are glutinous and springy, and the soup is clear and pure, as if everything is in the most precise proportion.

Like the gleam of light leaking from the corner of the house, like the grass spreading freely in the garden.

It's really strange, Qiao Kuan seemed to taste the warmth that burned his heart from a bowl of rice balls that didn't look very delicate and expensive.There is a little confidence in my heart for no reason, and the person who made this bowl of soup must also be a warm person with light from his soul.

Qiao Kuan, no, or Wei Ge, he knew Zhao Ming the first time he saw him, that was the person he was looking for.People's habits can be changed, and their appearance can be changed, but there is a characteristic that is difficult to explain, and it will not change no matter what.He has been here for a long time, from the north to the south, the points given by the system are always sporadic.Waiting and waiting, until he was in his 20s, he glanced at Zhaoming at the street corner, like a moth to a flame.

They said he was sick, and Wei Ge had to admit that he was indeed sick, and he lacked his own medicine.

It was really a wrong decision to buy wine. He bought the wine, and every time he took a sip, he thought of the immature Uncle Yizheng, who was unaware of his bad-spoken appearance, like a cat with its paws. Every time he thought about it, My heart itch once.

He wanted to wait a little longer, his mind could wait, but his heart couldn't wait.

His appearance, figure, voice, conversation, and the cunning hidden in his innocence, all of them poked his itchy spot.

"Ah!" Zhaoming sneezed, rubbed his nose, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it.

"Is it too cold, come here, get closer to the fire." The eldest brother in the educated youth retreated a little distance with concern, letting Zhaoming get closer to the fire.

"It's okay. I just skewered vegetables and rice cakes, everyone can help themselves."

Zhaoming brought from the kitchen a plate of washed and chopped mustard greens, leeks, dried tofu, rice cakes, etc., as well as ground five-spice powder, sweet and spicy sauce, sesame seeds, etc.Everyone cheered when they saw it, and each took a few strings.In fact, this amount is not enough to eat at all, but the barbecue is not meant to fill the stomach.

"I want leeks."

"Do you still have dried tofu and mushrooms?"

Seven or eight hands stretched into the plate, no one was polite, only the guest Wei Ge looked on in surprise.Zhaoming quickly grabbed two strings of rice cakes from the plate and gave one to Wei Ge.

"I'm not good at it, just let it go and ruin it." Wei Ge said.

"That's it, I'll bake it for you." Zhao Ming did not doubt that he was there, holding two skewers of rice cakes, and baked them very seriously.His eyes are big, his face is small, he looks very immature, the fire is jumping, he feels more like a child than a youth.

Wei Ge was fascinated, as if traveling through time and space to meet his uncle in his youth again, he felt an incredible sense of confusion.His heart was beating violently, his skin was reddened by the flames, and his mouth was suddenly very thirsty.

Want to kiss him, want to hug him, want to say those three words.

"Have you found someone yet?"

"Huh?" Zhaoming didn't know why.

The little round-faced comrade who ate very deliciously next to him tore off the leeks on the bamboo stick, and answered Zhaoming inarticulately, "No, no, Comrade Qiao Kuan, do you want to introduce someone to A Ming?"

"He's still young, so we're not in a hurry. We'll have to go back to the city." Another old educated youth interjected. He's already in his 20s, and he's still as stable as Mount Tai.In other villages, there are many people of his age who married wives and had children in the village.Because there is such a big brother in charge, everyone thinks that they are only in their twenties, and it is still early, so there is no rush.

What's more, if you get married, you have to move out of the educated youth spot, and you won't be able to enjoy the craftsmanship of Comrade Xiaoyu and Comrade Zhaoming in the future.

Big loss.

"Yeah, I'm still young." Wei Ge laughed, "It will be fine in a few years."

Wei Ge picked up a basket of wine and left. Zhao Mingxin said that this was a big customer, so he sent him a ride all the way to the entrance of the village.

"What do you want? I'll go find out." Wei Ge said.

"What are you doing? There is nothing to be courteous about, it's either rape or robbery."

"I like you, don't you like me?"

Zhaoming blushed suddenly, and he said twice in his heart to stop thinking about it, this is the liking among pure comrades, "Don't always be so weird, talk more serious, I can like you too. "

Wei Ge followed the good example, stood up straight, chest out and abdomen in, no longer the frivolous look just now.

Zhaoming suddenly felt more natural, feeling that this is the original appearance of the other party, and said strangely, "I would venture to ask, do you usually speak in that way? I'm sorry, it's not that it's not good, it's just... maybe I'm a little offended , I think that looks very unnatural and unreal. Of course, you don't have to answer."

"No." Wei Ge changed his tone of voice when he spoke again, "I'm just imitating the person I like. I want to be like him, but it's not very successful."

Zhaoming was taken aback for a moment, he stopped, and frowned slightly.

In fact, he is not a nosy person, and he also knows the taboo of exchanging shallow words, but for some reason, he just wants to say something today.

Zhao Ming looked at Wei Ge very seriously, as if there were flames burning in his eyes, "I don't know how much you like that person, but there is no one person or any kind of relationship in this world that is worth giving up yourself for! If this is you The result of expressing or hinting at the person she likes, then she is a downright psychopath with an extremely bad personality. If not, then you are committing a crime against yourself."

"...No, no, you misunderstood." Wei Ge couldn't laugh or cry for a while, and he actually self-defeated, "He is a very good person, although sometimes he is a little childish, but most of the time he is a gentle and honest person."

Zhaoming was a little strange, he couldn't think of any reason why one person would want to learn another's speech and manners.

Seeing that his expression was relaxed, Wei Ge himself breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "It's just that the person I like accidentally forgot all the previous things. I'm not sure if I am still the same for him now That's special. If I imitate him, maybe he will feel familiar with it, and maybe he can spot me in the crowd."

It turned out to be like this... Zhaoming still felt a little uncomfortable, "If this is the case, there is no need to pretend, you used to be special, and you can be special now. Even if you like someone, you have to keep your own personality. When managing one's own life, the soul is shining brightly, which is the most attractive. If you are in full bloom, bees and butterflies will come."

Zhaoming spoke so earnestly that his whole body seemed to be glowing, so that Wei Ge was completely attracted by him.He took a step back, feeling that his face was burning, so he covered half of his face with his hands, and turned his head away.

Zhaoming was taken aback by the shy boy's appearance: "It's weird, it's weird and good-looking, I want to raise it... Stop it, it's time for someone."

"But the real me is a very boring man. Without the memories of the past, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep him."

"How come?" Zhaoming asked in surprise, "Could it be worse than your previous appearance? If the person you like is like that, you will be beaten when you grow up? It's too much."

Wei Ge: ...

"We're friends, right? Now that we're friends, save some of your wine for me in the future. I'll keep an eye on what you want."

"I like old books, and other old things are fine too. Can you help me out?"

Wei Ge glanced at him. The situation is turbulent these years, and no one can keep old things openly, so these things are worthless now, but they are hard to find.Wei Ge has his own news channels, and the long-term vision given to him by his growing environment, so he started looking for these things a few years ago, but he didn't expect that Uncle had no memory, and he still thought long-term.

Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times.

Throughout the dynasties, there will be some turmoil when the country is founded.But when this special period has passed, the value of antiques will be revealed.Nowadays, everyone regards bicycles and sewing machines as treasures, but those who are really knowledgeable are collecting old objects.

"Success, let me pay attention first, okay?"

"That's it. It's settled. You can take a one-tier introduction fee. The public returns to the public, and the private returns to the private... Save more dowry money, and ask to marry someone you like in the future." Zhao Ming squinted his eyes and spoke slowly, as if with a smile on his face. Slowly puffing out a smoke ring with a cigar, it has a lazy taste.

"Do you want to make a clear distinction with me?" Wei Ge grabbed his hand.

Zhao Ming was taken aback, and withdrew his hand, wrinkling his nose, feeling that the conversation was weird and familiar.Qiao Kuan's expression was indescribably familiar, and he had only met him twice, how could he have such a strange idea?

Seeing that Zhaoming's expression was wrong, Wei Ge forcibly restrained himself, "Since we are friends, don't mention the introduction fee. I don't want the introduction fee. If you are happy, you can make more wine for me."

"Okay. Next time you come, drink enough."

Wei Ge nodded with a smile.

They have arrived at the entrance of the village and it is time to go.Wei Ge glanced at the way back, wanted to hug him, his bones itched, but he held back, just waved his hand, unable to say goodbye.

Zhaoming smiled and waved his hand, seeing the bicycle creaking into the night, he turned and walked back.

In the deep winter, it gets dark early, everyone has already eaten and fell asleep at this moment, even the cats and dogs don’t want to bark, the village is quiet, only the stars in the sky twinkle with dim light Lights up the path.

Zhaoming quickly took a short-cut path that no one would normally use. The road was densely covered with grass, which was a good place for snakes and scorpions to live. He took a long stick and tapped the ground lightly to scare away those little peepers. insect.

"Huh?" Zhaoming suddenly heard something when he was halfway down the road.

He was a little curious, so he tiptoed towards the source of the sound.

It's so late, who still refuses to sleep?

Ma San used his legs to hold down the little girl who kept kicking her legs, covered her mouth with one hand, and tried to peel off her padded jacket with the other hand, uttering obscene words in his mouth.

Xiumei kept kicking and beating with her legs and hands, but she was only eight years old, and the strength of an eight-year-old was too weak for an adult.She vaguely knew what she might encounter, and tears of despair flowed from her eyes.

"Little girl, please be patient, what's going on now? I've been waiting for you for so long... Tell Grandpa to get close...!"

Ma San didn't finish his sentence, only heard a muffled sound, the old hooligan with yellow teeth opened his eyes wide and fell down slowly.

Xiumei was so frightened that she almost stopped breathing. She usually screamed in fright when she saw a big mouse, but now she realized that she was so frightened that she couldn't make a sound.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." One hand stretched out to push away the old man who was pressing on Xiumei, and the other hand gently touched her head, "Don't be afraid, brother A Ming is here."

Xiumei began to cry trembling, her body trembling as if in convulsions.

Xiumei is the daughter of the head of the housewife's family. The head of the housewife has three sons, only a little girl, who is very spoiled on weekdays. This girl is one of the very few girls in the village who are sent to school by her family. Zhaoming has met her many times. She is very lively and clever. Ghost, when did you have such a pale face trembling with tears streaming down your face?

Xiumei sat for a while before she had the strength to stand up. She wiped away her tears. Although her face was still pale, her body no longer trembled.

"Now, go home and find your mother. Don't cry, don't let others see it, forget about it, and treat it as a nightmare."

"Then, then he..." Xiumei pointed to Ma San on the ground.

"Leave it to me. You don't know anything, understand? Let's go." Zhao Ming handed Ma San the stick that hit the back of the head just now, "Take it, go home, don't tell anyone but your mother."

Holding the stick, Xiumei nodded while holding back her tears, and staggered away.

Zhaoming looked at the old hooligan on the ground, his eyes seemed to be frozen.

The clans in the villages here are very powerful and united.But unite in success and failure. If Ma San is from outside the village, just hand it over to the village chief. Villagers cannot tolerate outsiders bullying their own family members.These days, even thieves are beaten to death without complaint, let alone bullying women and children, they must be apologetic with death.

If Ma San was a foreigner, he would be beaten to death immediately, and the officials would not tolerate him, because 'the law does not blame the public'.

But Ma San is a native of the village, one of the common surnames, and has many relatives and friends in the village.And in the end, things didn't work out, so it may be a warning to deal with in the end.He still has the chance to hurt a second, third, or even more little girls.There is a saying that a dog can't get rid of eating shit.

If he is alive, many little girls will be in danger in the future, and many families may be broken.

Zhao Ming didn't think he was a particularly nice person, he always felt that it was impossible for him to take risks for other people's affairs, but when things came to an end, he found that he couldn't be indifferent.The night wind was cold, and his heart was even colder. He was neither nervous nor frightened, nor angry or disappointed.

His eyes couldn't help but stick to the other party's neck, and a voice said, there is a large artery over there, just stroke it lightly... He has an inexplicable instinct, as if he can see every blood vessel and every piece of blood through the skin. muscle.The person in front of him, as long as he wanted, could cut into countless pieces with a knife without hurting a single bone.

Ma San still didn't wake up, the back of his head was not bleeding, and he was lying on the ground as if he was asleep.

Looking at him, Zhao Ming's mouth felt a little dry, he didn't want this person to continue to live.

Zhaoming doesn't know how to smoke, and at this moment he suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, and after fumbling in his pocket for a long time, he only found a piece of candy.Cheap hard candy bars with the shoddy sweetness of saccharin.

This low-quality sweetness relaxes his spirit a little.Zhaoming has always felt that this kind of person should not live, but he is not the law, and has no power to decide the life and death of others.Or to put it more clearly, Zhao Ming is not willing to become a murderer for a little girl whom he only met a few times.

He may break the 'rules' for himself, for his wonderful friends and relatives, but not philanthropic enough to do it for others.

But if you say let it go, it feels like watching a mosquito suck someone else's blood, and you naturally have the urge to kill him.

Zhaoming found a rope, and he tied Ma San's mouth with cloth strips, tied his hands and feet with the rope, passed a big banyan tree nearby, and hung him up.

During this process, Ma San woke up, but what he saw was Zhao Ming who was fully armed and hid himself tightly.Zhaoming wore a gray-black hooded robe, only showing one face and two hands, and covered his face with a piece of cloth, and wore ordinary work gloves on his hands. He kept silent, and no matter how Ma San struggled, he was indifferent.

His cotton trousers had just been untied by himself, but now they fell off as soon as they were hung up.

As soon as Ma San's thighs were exposed to the air, goose bumps appeared and he kept trembling.He seemed to be very cold, but his mouth was sealed, and he could only writhe constantly, like a dying bug hanging on a spider's web.

Zhaoming looked around and found an aluminum kettle, which belonged to Ma San himself.He poured the water full of it directly on the dirty man with a black heart and black lungs. As soon as the water touched the air, it turned into an icy liquid. Ma San was almost convulsed by the cold. The three legs should also be scrapped.

Not enough, not safe.

Thinking so, Zhaoming took out a pair of gloves from his trouser pocket.He didn't know when this habit started, and he carried gloves and a short knife with him.Very short knife with long fingers, looks like a harmless paper cutter.

He gestured for a while, but he didn't know what he thought of, and put it away again.

It is too easy to leave marks when you move a knife.Zhaoming doesn't want to underestimate people, if this ruins the lives of the people below, it will not be worth the loss.So he hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked at a certain place.

Ma San's face paled instantly.

The sound of something snapping was so clearly audible in this silent night.

Can't control yourself?Are you troubled by mosaics in your brain from time to time?One step is in place, and the foot is cured. You are welcome, please call me Lei Feng.

After everything was done, Zhaoming took out a broom from the side, and wiped away his own traces as he walked, until he returned to the entrance of the village, and then walked from the main road to the educated youth spot.

The people living with him were already fast asleep, Zhao Ming didn't wake them up, he wiped his face, washed his feet and lay down.

My heart was pounding, I thought I would not be able to fall asleep, but my heart was very calm, like killing a fish at noon, I fell asleep after a while.

"It's not normal for me to be like this." Before going to sleep, he thought in a daze.