Hechun and Jingming

Although the disaster that came out of the bleak autumn wind ended in a rough way, at least He Rong would not let He Rong live with his heart hanging around.As for the truth... One month after He Yonglian's ashes were buried, Mo Shufang went to visit the grave according to the custom of imitating the city, and discussed the matter with He Yonglian in front of the tombstone.

Maybe it's more relaxing to chat with the dead.She was squatting in front of the stele, pulling out the sparse weeds in her hands. Her tone of voice was probably calm and low, which her father had never heard when he was alive. she.

"Hechun is still so young, and his personality is a bit aggressive. If you let him know that you were killed, he will feel hatred in his heart, which will be troublesome... Do you know PTSD? You can't understand it when it's complicated. Generally speaking , I was frightened. You frightened him when you died like that, and it would not be a good thing to let him know that someone intentionally killed you like that."

"...Don't investigate, don't investigate for now, if you offend people if you investigate too much, and they will take care of us later, you will die in peace." He Rong raised his head, stared at He Yonglian's name on the tombstone, and paused , and said softly, "Dad, you have been wronged for a few years. When Hechun grows up and goes out to study in college, I will try to find out for you, okay?"

After finishing speaking, she stared at the tombstone for a long time, as if the name deep in the stone would give her a reply.

However, no matter whether there is a reply or not, she has already made up her mind. No matter how nice her tone is, no matter how much she looks like a discussion, she still needs to notify her.What's more, in fact, He Yonglian has no way to say good or bad to her.

The time on the watch is still early, but the setting sun has already shown signs of setting in the west. Winter in this small coastal town has come.She picked up the weeding shovel that was not in use, bowed in front of the grave, and left.

Another thing she did that day was to buy a house number plate at a passing hardware store, and when she arrived at the door of the house, she replaced the old and mottled one with few words and pens.He Chun and Qu Jingming were doing their homework in the yard, when they heard the sound of beating and running out, they raised their heads and finally saw clearly that this was No. 68, Genzhuyuan.

"Wow, they are all good numbers! Slip and post!" He Chun yelled.

Qu Jingming took a step away from him, worried about his ears.

He Rong nailed the door plate, took two steps back to look at it, felt that there was nothing wrong, patted He Chun on the head, turned around and entered the yard, and supervised like all parents: "Have you finished your homework?"

He Chun: "Of course - not yet, but it's obviously finished!"

He Rong glanced at him: "It's none of your business after finishing writing?"

Hechun probably didn't know that there was a word called "Yuyourongyan", so he yelled loudly, "Obviously he is a top student in our family, I am also happy that he studies well", and later felt that this was too much. Taking advantage of Qu Jingming's face, he quickly added: "Of course, I will also become a top student!"

Neither He Rong nor Qu Jingming responded to this statement.

Genzhuyuan No. 68 seems to have entered into a state of tranquility from this day onwards. The two newly added children this year have already gotten used to and integrated into this environment when winter comes.

Qu Jingming never mentioned his unreliable mother, probably because You Hechun was arguing next to him, his quiet and introverted personality gradually changed, and He Rong could often be heard in the sound of their fights. There was a series of mindless swearing, if the two of them finished beating and scolding during the day, they would go out together in the next moment;

He Chun never mentioned his past life. After the spring breeze of reforms, the gap between the rich and the poor became more and more obvious. He Yonglian was the first to get rich. Not to mention that there is a car to pick you up and drop off from school. In the past, one of the foundations of being the boss of Hengba campus was to be generous. Buying Weilong spicy sticks was given to all brothers at once. Now there is no such condition... because He Rong Not to give—he vaguely knew that he should inherit He Yonglian's inheritance, which should not be poor.But since He Rong didn't show him or give him flowers, he didn't care about it and lived as he could.His talent for adapting to the new environment and new life is amazing. Even Mrs. Chen said that the child is heartless.

The heartless baby chuckled, turned around and devoted himself to his latest fun: grabbing the TV with Qu Jingming.

Children play with children, especially boys and boys, never think of anything new, it is nothing more than grabbing things, cheating each other, and going out to cheat others together.Every time Hechun picks out a little new fun from daily life, he must bring it to the extreme.Therefore, Qu Jingming hardly watched TV during these days.

But after he was repeatedly taken away by evil forces to watch TV, he was very calm, clapped his hands, gave Hechun a cold look, turned and went upstairs.

Sure enough, He Chun came chasing after him: "Mingming Mingming, don't go, I'm teasing you, look at you, watch what you like."

He himself thought that such an attitude was a real expression of his love for children, but in the ears of the old lady Chen outside, he could only hear the meaning of flattery.Mrs. Chen was picking up the dishes, she didn't even bother to raise her head, she curled her mouth, sincerely despised her ex-husband's youngest son, and judged: "In the future, he must be henpecked."

Regardless, life seems to be on a new track and has been running steadily.This year is also due to sudden accidents, which makes time pass extremely fast in the senses. In the blink of an eye, it will be the New Year.

The imitation city is located on the southwestern coast, which can be regarded as tropical.In those years, the word "climate warming" appeared most frequently on environmental topics in newspapers.I heard that penguins in Antarctica are too hot to play with ice cubes. When they arrive in the tropics, the gift of winter is probably an occasional cool breeze.

When He Rongdai and Chun went to buy new clothes for the New Year with Qu Jingming, both children chose summer clothes by coincidence.Facts have proved that they are wise. The average temperature on New Year's Eve and New Year's Day this year is above 25°C, and there are many people wearing short sleeves on the street.

Children and the elderly are particularly keen on Chinese New Year.They are very excited about this festival. On New Year's Eve, they have to observe the year, squatting on the Spring Festival Gala and giggling until midnight, setting off a circle of firecrackers, causing a certain degree of damage to the air and eardrums before they are willing to go to bed.

Young people are cool about it.

Therefore, when the countdown started on the TV, Hechun was the first to jump up and hold firecrackers in No. 68 of Genzhuyuan.

He first teased He Rong blankly, saying that he wanted to go out to light firecrackers. He Rong was a little more friendly and gentle than usual, at least he didn't lose face, so he turned to Old Madam Chen and said, "Mom, you can go."

good.Old lady Chen put down a handful of melon seeds in her hand, clapped her hands and stood up, and turned away from Hechun: "Let's go, your sister doesn't like to play with these things, aunt will accompany you."

He Chun was not picky at all, after hearing this, he immediately found a lighter from the pen holder on the table, and did not forget to pull Qu Jingming on it, and the two of them ran out first, and vaguely heard He Rong say, "Don't stay in the yard." Let it go," he pretended not to hear, and took apart the firecrackers in the yard.

It was the standard 5000-ring pancake-shaped cannon that he begged and agreed to buy after he tried hard and hard, which was incomparable to the tens of thousands of rings used by He Yonglian in the past.Rare things are precious, so he cherished the small cannon, carefully unwrapped the thread, and bent over to check it carefully.

Mrs. Chen said: "Don't look, what can you see?"

He Chun also knew that he couldn't see anything, and He Yonglian taught him to distinguish squibs, but who can remember those.Now he is staring at that small cannon head, trying to recognize it, but he only gets a dazed expression... For a moment, he thought of his father who was lighting up the pancakes so gracefully and gracefully, and his nose lightly choked.

He lowered his head, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and said to Qu Jingming in a very cheerful tone: "Obviously, you are ready to run, I want some!"

There was no need for Qu Jingming to hide by himself, the old lady Chen carried him to the roof.

He Chun looked up at Qu Jingming's figure, the smile on his face was a little frozen in the night wind, and when they all ran to the safe zone, he lit the cannon, the sparks touched the cannon rope, and there was a "buzz" sound When there was a sound, he also jumped up and ran to the eaves.The sound of firecrackers exploded suddenly behind him, intertwined with the sound of cannons from many nearby residents' homes, regardless of each other, driving away the legendary beast, Xi.

Contrary to Hechun, Qu Jingming's past years were desolate and desolate.

Xue Bingbing is a young man. She is not keen on celebrating the New Year. Sometimes she even forgets to buy the necessities for the New Year.After the New Year's Eve dinner, she just sat by the phone and waited. The bustle outside had nothing to do with her, the TV shows had nothing to do with her, and even Qu Jingming didn't seem to have anything to do with her. She was only waiting for someone's call .

In Qu Jingming's memory, the call always came very late. When Xue Bingbing heard the ringtone, he was like a walking dead who got his soul. His eyes were frighteningly bright, but when he answered the phone, his tone was very cold. , let Qu Jingming pick it up.

She always said, "Say Happy New Year to your dad."

Qu Jingming had a vague impression of the person on the other end of the phone, and just said to Xue Bingbing, "Happy New Year."

There will usually be a moment of silence over there, then sigh, and then reply: "Obviously yes, happy new year." The next day, the family will receive two gifts.

That was the year he passed, there were no big firecrackers, no big red envelopes, and no one yelled in his ear, asking him "whether it's cool or not"... Now, although he feels very annoying and noisy, But he was also extremely excited, the thing bouncing in his chest was filled with warmth because of Hechun's noise, and his precocious and precocious mind almost made him cry at this moment.

After setting off the firecrackers and returning to the house, there were only three red envelopes on the table, which were placed where the three of them were sitting just now, showing which one was for whom - He Rong would never go to bed after twelve o'clock, and the New Year would not make an exception for her .

"Hey, I have two here too." Mrs. Chen took out two red envelopes one size smaller than He Rongna from her pocket, and stuffed one for each of the children. An indomitable man."

The two children couldn't stand up to the sky, and dared not say that they couldn't stand upright, and they had to accept the red envelope immediately.At this time, Hechun is very good at acting well: "Thank you aunt, Mingming and I wish aunt more and more beautiful in the new year, and youth will never grow old."

Although one of the two lines of congratulations was learned from the TV just now, Mrs. Chen was delighted to hear it, patted their heads, and pushed them to sleep.Holding the red envelope in Hechun's hand, he couldn't wait to roll into the room and open it. Of course, the amount for the two children is the same.

"Mine is newer than yours, hahahahahahahahaha!" After touching every piece of money, he came to a conclusion.

Qu Jingming looked at him like an idiot: "How did you divide it? These are all newly drawn money, exactly the same."

Hechun didn't take it seriously, and pretended to be mysterious: "You don't understand this. In the past, during the Chinese New Year, my dad would take out a large pile of new money. I have touched a lot, and I can feel any small difference. My dad Also teach me some money... It's a pity that this is too little, so I can't show it to you. My dad also said... my dad...my dad..."

He was babbling, his voice lowered without warning, he still held the money in his hands, and tears gathered in his eyes from nowhere, so that no one dared to look at them.Before Qu Jingming realized how to deal with him like this, he stuffed all the money, lifted the quilt by himself, got in and lay down on his stomach.

It was very strange, the cannons were still roaring outside, but his sobs fell into Qu Jingming's ears clearly.It's the kind of special function that only retrieves the information you want, and it works again.

Qu Jingming silently accompanied him for a while, seeing that he didn't seem to stop for a while, he turned off the light and lay down too.

The two lay side by side for a while, and He Chun heard Qu Jingming say, "I miss my dad too."