my summer

My name is Zhang Zhuyang, yes, it means chasing the sun.

Dad has always been proud of the name he took. He was born facing the sun and moved forward day by day. He is so positive and positive.But if he knew that I have never been able to shake off the nickname "Kuafu" since I was a child, how would he feel?

Of course, I will definitely not be more surprised than when I learned about my real relationship with Xia Zhi.

To be honest, I hated this name at first, and I wanted to propose a name change several times, Zhang Ergou, Zhang Tiezhu, Zhang Quandan...you can call it whatever you want, why is it called Zhang Zhuyang?

But ever since I met Xia Zhi, I began to like my own name.I didn't believe in fate at first, but due to fate, I had to change my mind.

Some people say that all encounters in this life are reunions in previous lives.

It turned out to be true.

I turned my head and glanced, Xia Zhi was resting with half-closed eyes, that's the bad thing about being a doctor, it's too tiring, once you leave the job, you can fall asleep anytime, anywhere.

I drove the car more cautiously, every time I braked and waited at red lights, I was careful.After arriving at the destination, I sat quietly for about half an hour before gently waking him up.

"Hmm... it's here..." Xia Zhi rubbed her eyes, her voice a little hoarse.

"Yeah, here we are." I said, "get out of the car."

After locking the car, we walked forward side by side.Familiar and unfamiliar scenes unfolded in front of my eyes one by one.

This used to be the largest cement factory in the county. As an ordinary employee of the cement factory, my father dedicated most of his life to the small salary every month.

It has been almost eight years since the cement factory closed down, and the once bustling factory area has been reduced to a transportation base for a construction company.Large trucks loaded with sand drove in and out, rolling up a large amount of dust, which could not be dispersed for a long time.

The buildings in the factory area have almost been demolished, leaving only a row of bungalows, probably reserved for the new company's offices.The grass and trees are still lush and vigorous, but they are all covered with a layer of dust, thick or thin, and none of them are spared.After a heavy rain, it will return to its original refreshing appearance, I guess.

After walking through the factory area and turning a corner, it is the former living area of ​​the employees.It is a few rows of four-storey tube buildings built in the early 80s. The red wall bricks are directly exposed outside, with gray corridor fences and green window edges. At first glance, I thought it was a small western-style building.

With the closure of the cement factory, the place is almost empty now, only a few elderly people or migrant workers live here.

Dad has already moved to a new house in the county town, and the unit on the second floor is rented out to a family that collects rags.

According to my dad, there are all kinds of waste paper shells and plastic bottles piled up inside and outside the house, and every time he goes to collect rent, he can hardly find a place to put his feet down.

I couldn't bear to go upstairs to see what happened. After all, it was the home where I lived every summer vacation when I was a child, and it was the place where Xia Zhi and I first met, and our common good memories of summer were scattered everywhere.

"I don't want to go upstairs," I grabbed Xia Zhi, "It's not my home anymore."

"Okay, whatever you want." Xia Zhi said.

"Go, I'll take you to dig the treasure." I said.

"What treasure?" Xia Zhi became happy, with a curious expression on his face.

I pointed to the only big banyan tree in front of the building, "It's just under that tree."

So the two of us walked under the tree, and stared blankly at the stiff dirt.

I actually forgot to bring the necessary digging tools when I was digging treasures. I am very sorry for my sloppy and forgetful.

Xia Zhi looked around, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he ran to a small woodshed not far away.When he ran back again, he had an extra shovel in his hand.

"Here, you are in charge of digging." Xia Zhi handed over the shovel.

I took the shovel and looked up to study the shape of the trunk carefully to recall the exact location of the buried treasure.

"Do you still remember?" Xia Zhi smiled, "Don't dig up the whole tree."

I shrugged helplessly, "If I can dig up a banyan tree that cannot be carried by three people with just a shovel, it will undoubtedly become the most sensational news in this century."

Xia Zhi patted my head, "Archimedes can move the earth with just a lever, and Yu Gong can level an entire mountain with a shovel. What is a mere banyan tree?"

"..." I admit that I don't have such lofty ambitions. The current task is just to find what I buried 20 years ago.

After 10 minutes of contemplation, my shovel finally fell.

It hadn't rained for a long time, and the soil was very hard. With all my strength, I finally dug a hole half a meter deep.There was no sign of any treasure yet, and I felt a little discouraged.

"Are you sure it's this location?" Xia Zhi asked.

I nodded hesitantly.

"I'll dig." Xia Zhi took the shovel and continued digging in the pit.

Suddenly, "Dang!" It was the sound of the shovel hitting a hard object.We looked at each other with joy on our faces.

The treasure buried deep in the soil for 20 years has finally appeared!

It was a not-so-large iron box, covered with rust, and its original color could no longer be seen.

I poked the dirt on the box and opened the lid vigorously, and there was an old slingshot lying quietly inside.The bow frame made of wood has turned dark gray, and the broken rubber bands have also changed from golden yellow to black yellow, like earthworms in the mud.

I stared at the slingshot for a while, then stretched it out in front of Xia Zhi, "Here, this is the treasure I mentioned, do you remember?"

Xia Zhi carefully picked up the slingshot, and looked at it carefully. At first, his eyes were pleasantly surprised, and then gradually felt guilty.After a while, he whispered, "Why don't you remember? I accidentally broke it."

I touched his face with a hand full of dirt, "Do you admit your mistake?"

He turned his head away in disgust, "Dirty, it's all mud."

I simply pinched his chin, "Do you recognize him or not?"

"Admit, admit, can't I admit it?" He shouted desperately.

I laughed, let go of his chin, raised my slightly cleaner arm and wiped it for him, "It's not too bad."

"However," he directly lowered his head and buried his face in my clothes, "It's not entirely my fault, who made you so stingy and refused to lend me something to play with, then I can only grab it."

"I didn't know you well at that time, so why should I give you something I loved?" I said, "Besides, it was made by my father himself, which is the only one in the world, what if you don't return it? Thanks to me..."

Xia Zhi grinned, and returned the slingshot to my hand, "Here you are, you put your baby away."

I raised the slingshot and looked at it carefully for a while, then put it back in the box, and the box was buried in the hole again. "This is the evidence that you are sorry to me. I want to keep it well, and maybe it will come in handy in the future." I said.

Xia Zhi got up helplessly: "I'm here, accept punishment and accept punishment."

I thought about it and said, "I'll fine you to make me another one as my next birthday present."

"...Okay, but I can't guarantee that it will work." He reluctantly agreed.

"No, if you can't do it well, just do it a few more times, and you will always succeed if you try slowly." I insisted.

He sighed, and stroked my hair with his hands, "You...well, I promise you."

I looked at him and smiled happily.

Fragments of sunlight fell through the gaps in the leaves, and one of them just adorned Xia Zhi's smooth forehead, as if inlaid with a crystal, shining so beautifully.

With the sun falling, there is also the unscrupulous chirping of cicadas, far and near, ups and downs, singing the song of summer tirelessly.

Bits and pieces about that summer 20 years ago, opened by a broken slingshot, come back to our minds.

Next, I will tell you about my emotional experience with Xia Zhi in these years, which can be called my life journey of chasing the sun and embracing summer.

The journey will inevitably experience wind and rain, but more often, it is sunny.

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