You can make it through

Zhang Yang had a long, long dream.

In the dream, his sister Zhang Li led him to walk in the woods. Zhang Li was carrying a small basket with colorful mushrooms in it.

Zhang Li said: "I'll make mushroom stew for you when I get home!" He stared at the mushrooms in the basket, drooling wildly.

However, the two could not get out of the woods.He was tired and didn't want to leave, so he lay on the ground crying.

Zhang Li said: "If you cry again, I won't want you!" He still kept crying.When I opened my eyes, my sister was already gone.He chased her and called her: "Sister, sister, sister——"

Zhang Li heard it and looked back at him, but he didn't stop.She turned around and walked on.He cried and shouted and chased after her.He was terrified.

At this time, Dad suddenly came out of the woods on the other side, holding a long stick, and beat him when he came up, scolding him: "You are so stupid, you don't know how to help my sister when she has an accident, you are an idiot. It's useful to grow a Kiba!"

He curled up and lay on the ground, begging his father for mercy: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, Dad, I was wrong..."

Dad finally put down the stick, he looked at him seriously, and slowly disappeared into the woods where he came.He got up from the ground covered in bruises and continued to run in Zhang Li's direction.

He ran and ran, and the surrounding scenery changed and changed, like a time tunnel.Finally he saw Zhang Li's figure, and he quickened his pace to chase after him.Zhang Li turned around and called him with a smile: "Yangyang, you're here!"

He slowly approached her, Zhang Li bent down, grabbed a few blue mushrooms from the small basket on the ground and said, "I'll make mushroom stew for you!"

Zhang Li really made a mushroom stew. Red, blue, and green mushrooms were boiled together, emitting colorful lights.She picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'll try to see if it's salty first!"

He jumped over, knocked off her chopsticks, and said, "It's poisonous!"

Yes, colorful mushrooms are poisonous.A voice in the dream told him.

"It's poisonous, don't eat it, sister!" he shouted.

But Zhang Li didn't seem to hear it, and took a pair of chopsticks again and said, "I'll try to see if it's salty first!"

He knocked off her chopsticks, she picked up another pair of chopsticks, he knocked off her chopsticks, she picked up another pair of chopsticks.The dream began to cycle through this scene.

Until someone grabbed his hand and said, "You're hurt!"

He wanted to shake off the man's hand, because Zhang Li had already picked up the mushroom and was about to deliver it to his mouth.

"It's poisonous, don't eat it!" He yelled at Zhang Li, but Zhang Li couldn't hear him.

He struggled hard, trying to shake off the person who restrained him: "Let go, bastard!"

He watched Zhang Li swallow the mushroom down his throat, and then he woke up.He opened his eyes suddenly, and found that his injured right hand was being held by someone, and there was something wet pressing on the injured right hand.Li Dongyao was sitting on the side of his bed against the light, holding his hand, and carefully applying the medicine for him.

He closed his eyes again, thinking, this is probably a dream within a dream.

After Li Dongyao applied the medicine and wrapped it up, he put it back into his hand.He touched his forehead, the tip of his nose, his chin with his fingers, and finally landed on the side of his neck where he was scratched by a chicken paw and had scabbed over.He rubbed and slid his hand along the slender scab, which made him itchy extremely.He opened his eyes impatiently: "Fuck the fart!"

In front of him was Li Dongyao's smiling face, the originally full eye sockets were sunken, his cheeks were tightly pressed against his face, and the jaw line was no longer covered by excess flesh, it was extremely sharp.

"You woke up early!" he said.

"How did you make yourself look like this?!" Zhang Yang sat up from the bed, and leaned on Li Dongyao's shoulders to face the window, so that he could look at him more carefully under the light of the window.

"Damn it, are you going to do some drugs!?" He didn't understand why Li Dongyao got himself out of shape within half a month after they separated.

"I want to hug you!" Li Dongyao said.

Looking at his sunken eye sockets, Zhang Yang hesitated for a few seconds before opening his arms and hugging Li Dongyao into his arms.His shoulders had also thinned, and his body was covered in bones.

"You can't do it in the first place, and it will be even more difficult to sleep like this!" He said with his arms around Li Dongyao.

"Well, do you want to break the contract?" Li Dongyao rested his chin on his shoulder.

"The liquidated damages are too much. I can't even pay for my life." Zhang Yang stroked the bones on his back with his intact left hand, from the shoulder blade to the back ribs.

"Well, that's good." Li Dongyao changed his movements, put his whole face into the side of his neck, and sniffed his scent vigorously.

The moist breath soon wet Zhang Yang's neck.Zhang Yang rubbed his bony back and asked, "Why are you here?"

"You said you were injured." Li Dongyao was still buried on the side of his neck, with his mouth pressed against his arteries, speaking in a muffled voice.

"That was a week ago!" Zhang Yang poked him on the back.

"Well, yes. I saw it. I deliberately didn't call you, I didn't send you WeChat, I didn't send you text messages. I thought you would be anxious. The father of the funder ignored me and wanted to break the contract with me. I have to quickly show my love to the gold master’s father. But you didn’t.” Li Dongyao seemed to be talking about a very ordinary thing, and said softly: “You don’t want me, but I can’t help but come to you .”

Zhang Yang poked him on the back again and again, finally enough, he pulled Li Dongyao up from his body, looked out the window at the sun that seemed to be noon and said, "Go to sleep first, I think you are very tired."

Li Dongyao raised his hand to rub his head, and said, "Okay."

Zhang Yang went downstairs holding his right hand that had been packed with medicine.

It was already noon, and the sun was warming the outside of the entire wooden building.Zhang Sanxiao's wife carried firewood from outside to the house and started making lunch.Seeing him coming down, she said, "Your friend is here." There was both an affirmative and a questioning tone. She must have met Li Dongyao before, so saying this was the same as saying "good morning" to him, it was just a greeting.He hummed casually, and she said again: "Then I'll kill a chicken (*)!"

Thinking of Li Dongyao's disfigured appearance, Zhang Yang felt that he needed to be mended, so he nodded and agreed.Zhang San's little wife immediately turned around and went to catch chickens behind the house.

Zhang Yang went to stand under the sun.Since he came to the mouth of the stream, it has rained more than sunny.The moist water vapor in the land is evaporated by the sun, whether it is the nearby plants or the distant mountains, there is a thin layer of mist.It looks light, but the air is dull.This is the case during the rainy season.

Zhang Sanxiao stepped on his tattered tricycle, staggering from far to near.He saw Zhang Yang under the sun and asked, "Where's your skinny friend?"

"Sleep." Zhang Yang replied to him.

"His car is still in the river." Zhang San novel.

"What?"

"He drove his car in the morning and rushed into the river at the bridge at the entrance of the village. Many people saw it. He flew from the bridge to the bottom of the bridge just like that. Fortunately, the car didn't overturn and no one else was hurt." Zhang Sanxiao relayed The scene seen by others: "It's scary!"

"Uncle Niu and the others pulled him out of the car. He said he wanted to find you. They brought him into my house. You are still sleeping. I want to wake you up. He said no, so I let him go up and look for you by himself." is you."

After Zhang Sanxiao finished speaking, he saw his right hand wrapped in white cloth, and said, "Did you apply the medicine? It will be fine soon!" He wanted to continue, but Zhang Yang turned and walked towards the entrance of the village quickly.Sure enough, from a long distance away, under the bridge, the familiar black Wrangler was parked on the shallow river bed.Zhang Yang lamented his fate.

He ran under the bridge to look at the car. The car was locked, and the body was so hidden that its original color could no longer be seen.The tires were also covered with mud. I don't know which road he drove here.Zhang Yang kicked the tire twice, scolding: "Stupid!"

Li Dongyao woke up from hunger. In his sleep, there was an indelible smell of stewed chicken, with a bit of spicy and fresh prickly ash. Just smelling it made him hungry.He opened his eyes and found that the smell of stewed chicken was real, and it was all over the room, delicious and tempting.Zhang Yang sat on the head of the bed with his back to him, reading a book by the light from the window.

He didn't make a sound, just looked at him silently.

Someone downstairs shouted: "Tall man, it's time to eat!"

Zhang Yang turned his head, Li Dongyao didn't even have time to close his eyes.

"Are you awake early?" Zhang Yang put down the book in his hand, it was a reference book on the age given by Daqi, and he had turned to the end.

"Yeah." Li Dongyao sat up from the bed.

Zhang Yang lowered his head and saw that his hand propped by his side had bruised veins. According to the words of the old man in the village, it was a ghost's claw.

"It's time to eat, take my light, my sister-in-law killed a chicken." Zhang Yang got up and walked out.

Li Dongyao hurriedly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and followed him downstairs.

There are six dishes on the table, the biggest one is stewed chicken.Blackened black-bone chicken fills large stainless steel basins, dotted with red and green peppers and green fresh peppercorns.

A new guest came to the house, Zhang Sanxiao opened the wine as usual, sat at the table and greeted Li Dongyao: "Eat, sit down and eat." By the way, he asked him: "Can you drink?"

Zhang Yang dragged the bamboo chair until it made a rattling sound. He sat down vigorously, raised his right hand wrapped in a white cloth and glared at Zhang Sanxiao: "It's noon, what do you want to drink?"

His wife chimed in: "Yeah, I still have to ride a bike to pull fertilizer in the afternoon. I'm drunk and I'm going to roll over again!"

Zhang Sanxiao was flanked by two people, and after silently pouring a small glass, his wife took away the jug.

Li Dongyao didn't expect Zhang Yang to get along with fellow villagers like this. He thought that when he came to the countryside, he would be more or less restrained and cautious. After all, he was a stranger in a strange place, even though he had lived here before the age of five.It seemed that he did not recognize any of his former relatives either. When he asked for directions in the morning, the villagers only knew that he was a photographer from the city.

This is the Zhang Yang he is familiar with and also the Zhang Yang he likes.

Zhang Yang's right hand was injured, so he could only eat with his left hand holding a stainless steel spoon.The spoon is not easy to pick up the vegetables, so he pointed to the fried beans with the spoon: "I want to eat."

Li Dongyao quickly helped him put it into the bowl.He wants to eat chicken, just glance at it, and Li Dongyao has already put it in his bowl.

Zhang Yang gnawed on the chicken and said, "This is the black-bone chicken raised by my sister-in-law. It's really a black-bone chicken, very nourishing."

Li Dongyao nodded and said it was delicious, and gave him two more pieces.

Zhang Yang said again: "Sister-in-law killed it specially for you!"

Zhang San's little wife went on to say, "That's right, that's right, we don't have any other good things here. The chickens we raise are still very good, and they are all raised on the mountain. You should eat more!"

Zhang Sanxiao helped Li Dongyao with meat: "Eat more, eat more!"

Zhang Yang filled his mouth with vegetables and rice with a spoon, looked at Li Dongyao's bowl full of black-bone chicken, and slowly chewed in satisfaction.

Li Dongyao asked Zhang Sanxiao what to call him, and Zhang San novel Zhang Yang called him Sanxiao.

"No, it's a scorpion, it's a straw bag!" Zhang Yang interjected with his mouth in his mouth.

This is a word in Guiyang dialect, and Li Dongyao couldn't understand it, but seeing Zhang Sanxiao's dissatisfied expression, he knew it was definitely not a good word.

"You are boring, how can you say that about me in front of your friends?!" Zhang Sanxiao expressed dissatisfaction.

Zhang Yang raised his right hand and complained to Li Dongyao: "This is his masterpiece!"

Zhang San shrank his head and brought food for the two of them: "Eat, eat, eat!"

His wife helped the two of them and said about him: "He just likes to drink some wine. When he gets drunk, he gets dizzy and drives the car into a ditch. Fortunately, he didn't make any trouble, or he will pay you to death!"

Zhang San shrank his head and said in a low voice: "I know I was wrong, didn't I buy medicine for him!"

Zhang Yang raised his chin and asked him: "Tell me, are you a slut, a straw bag?"

"I am, am I!" Zhang Sanxiao admitted with a bitter face.

Zhang Yang smiled with satisfaction, and Li Dongyao was also amused.

"I know you didn't mean it!" Li Dongyao said to Zhang San.

"That's right, I don't want to ride into the ditch." Zhang Sanxiao looked at Zhang Yang aggrieved.

"Huh, I forgive you!" Zhang Yang actually didn't blame him for a long time, just like when he was a child, although he always bullied him, if there is any benefit, he still has to share it with him.He has lived here for half a month, and his family is sincerely kind to him, and treats him as a family member most of the time.Zhang Yang could fully feel the simplicity and kindness of Zhang Sanxiao's family.

After lunch, the three men sat together and chatted for a while.In the end, Zhang Sanxiao was called away by his wife to drag the fertilizer, and Zhang Yang also took Li Dongyao out.

"Where are you going?" Li Dongyao followed him.

Zhang Yang looked back and looked stupid: "Did you forget that you still have a car?"

Li Dongyao patted his head suddenly: "Yes!"

Zhang Yang curled his lips in distaste, right ass.