die without a problem

Old Xu’s house is in Zhuangkou, and there is a small blackboard at the door. The temperature, weather, and wind direction of the day are written in white chalk. Everyone can see it when they come and go.

Chen Chen never believed that the weather forecast was accurate before. He passed by Xu's house many times and saw the content on the blackboard and scoffed at it.It wasn't until after being drenched by heavy rain three times that he became very religious.The rain here is very strong, hitting the muddy ground bit by bit.The rain splashed on his face, mud spots splashed on his legs, and the dirt was hidden in his nails, which was even more unbearable because of his whiteness.Then ride past the blackboard, as long as it says "rain", he will turn back to get the umbrella.

Xu Tou's handwriting is good-looking, with an old-fashioned style.But today's words are very childish.It must have been written by Yu Cong.In order to stand out, the word "rain" is bigger than usual.He glanced at it, pretending to pass by casually.Chen Chen didn't understand why he felt a little guilty, as if he had done something wrong.

"Xiaochen, you eat the watermelon on the table, you just cut it, why don't you eat it after taking a bite." Grandma Xu's voice came out.

For a moment, Chen Chen thought it was him who was being called, and couldn't help but stop and look inside.

The iron door was painted with a layer of silver paint, and it was wide open.The verandas are covered with wisterias, the flowering period has passed, and the branches and leaves are becoming greener, neater, more orderly, and more graceful.The concrete floor is the trace of cleaning, and there are two small mahogany stools quietly standing under the shade of greenery.There is a small pool around the yard, and there are carp in it, one is red, the electrician's son told him so.Connected to it is a small garden, with many flowers in it, Chen Chen only knows rose, bright yellow and rose red.Looking up at the sky, the bright and non-glare light in the morning still made him squint his eyes, and an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

Yu Cong suddenly appeared in sight holding a cucumber, and straddled a small mahogany stool.The cucumber is dripping with water, the burrs on it are a bit prickly, and there are still some yellow flowers on the head that have not been picked off.

They glanced at each other, their peach blossom eyes seemed to be half-open, and there was a halo in front of their squinted eyes, and they didn't see anything.Chen Chen was frightened, took two steps, and disappeared from Yu Cong's sight.And Yu Cong picked up the cucumber and took a bite.Slightly crispy.

Chen Chen returned to the hut with a sleepy look.Old Chen was flipping over the fish feed in the open space in front of the house. When he saw him coming, he threw a straw basket over him, "All the lines in the small fish pond have to be re-lined. Go and feed the fish. Three meals a day, don't let them fall."

Chen Chen squatted down, filled the basket as if he was masochistic, and straddled his right forearm with a sudden lift, a red mark was immediately stretched out on his fair skin.Zuo* leaned over and moved towards the small fish pond.

"The feed is running out, and I don't know when it will be delivered. The big fish pond is definitely not enough. Chen Chen, cut more grass to feed the fish in the past two days. The grass on the south weir is growing crazy. I just ordered soybeans."

Chen Chen didn't reply.Passing by the cucumber stand under the ginkgo forest, I couldn't help but take a look. It was full of yellow flowers, and the melon was no longer as long as my index finger.He looked away oddly.

"Xiaochen, Xiaochen..." He muttered twice, then suddenly changed his tone, as if a little shy, "Xiaochen...Xiaochen...Xiaochen..." He never thought that his name could be called like this .

A blue ginkgo fruit fell from the branches and hit his head.Chen Chen put the basket on the ground with great effort, picked up the fruit stem, and threw it viciously into the river.

"Chen Chen!"

Chen Chen didn't want to talk.

Old Chen thought he didn't hear, and then shouted, "Chen Chen..." He promised not to stop until he heard it.

Chen Chen knew his grandfather too well.I had to reply, "What are you doing again!"

"When the sun comes up, you take your straw hat with you."

His skin was too white, and his whole body turned red after being sunburned, and it didn't fade for several days, and he looked miserable.Old Chen was not happy to see him like that, he didn't say anything but felt distressed.

The tether was too long and drooped across the chest.His head was tucked into his hat, dangling.You can smell the long-lasting sweat on it.

"Boom, boom, boom", Chen Chen knocked on the iron basin for a long time, and felt that the two beeps were too short, so he replaced it with three beeps, "Boom, boom, boom".It will turn into "boom, boom, boom, boom" in a short time.After a comparison, five consecutive knocks are too tiring, and three knocks are the most suitable.After a while, the school of fish gathered together in a black mass.

He vigorously threw the fish food in a fan shape in all directions, and back and forth a few times, he felt tired and bored.I want to dump all the feed in the brain basket into the river.At the same time, he refrained from sniffing his hands—the smell of fish food soaked into his skin, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how much he washed it.

The school of fish waited and waited, there was no more food, and they quickly dispersed.The sun changed from dazzling to scorching, and the river surface was full of sparkling waves.Sweat dripped from his forehead, nose, and neck. Chen Chen glanced at his arms—they were already flushed without wearing long sleeves.Just as he was about to get up, there was a loud lingering sound.He turned around to look, only the branches and leaves of the hawthorn tree in the middle of the rice field behind him trembled slightly.After staring at it for a while, the rice below also shook, rustling, like some kind of animal.

When the seedlings have just been planted, you can see ducks in the paddy fields.Chen Chen also picked up duck eggs a few times, long oval, with azure skin, he was so happy, not for eating.But the fields have already run out of water.The ears of rice are still shaking.Chen Chen thought, maybe it was a water bird that had no strength and was forced to land here.Finally can pick up something.Putting down the basket in his hand, he took the sickle and walked towards the hawthorn tree.

The moment he fell, Yu Cong felt that he would fall into a fool or become disabled.After the huge shock passed, I realized that I was not stupid, and my limbs were still healthy, but I was exhausted by the huge luck.Neither the sting of the rice ears nor the glare of the sun could stop him from lying a little longer.

The broken hawthorn branches were quietly pressed on the chest and legs. Yu Cong stretched out his hand, pulled one off, and took a half bite.The red dripping blood is the overwhelming sourness.He turned his head on the right side and vomited far away.

The closer they got, the tighter the sickle in Chen Chen's hand was.Fortunately, that thing gradually stopped moving, otherwise he might not have dared to go there.Pushing aside the ears of rice, lying upright is the person I just met in the morning.He immediately hid the sickle behind his back, brushed off his straw hat and hung it on his back, but his face turned red uncontrollably.

Yu Cong snorted unknowingly when he was seen embarrassed.Chen Chen thought he had fallen, so he swung the sickle and went to help him.

Before getting close to the other party, he sat up by himself, Chen Chen had no choice but to help remove the hawthorn branch.

It's embarrassing not to speak.

"This broken hawthorn is not ripe at all."

"Well, it's going to be October." Chen Chen was a little anxious, "Where did you fall?"

"No, it's fine." Yu Cong stood up and patted the ashes and grass leaves on his clothes.

"What is this thing, what are you doing?"

Chen Chen blushed again, "Sickle." After waiting for a while, he realized that he only answered half of the answer, "I'm going to cut grass and feed the fish."

"Oh." Yu Cong was not interested.It fell from the tree, and the hawthorn was not yet ripe, which made him feel depressed.After thinking about it, he still picked up his loot.In the end, I think I should thank you, after all, the other party looks quite worried. "May I have your name?"

"Chen Chen."

Yu Cong twitched the corners of his mouth, trying not to laugh.I thought to myself that the image of this kid fits the name of the double sound—fat, white, and silly, it would be better to call him stupid. "Thank you for coming to save me." The thanks were not sincere at all.He dragged the hawthorn around and was about to leave, and then noticed the small hills in the field. "What is that?"

"grave."

"What!" Yu Cong jumped to his side.

Chen Chen swiped his hand around quickly, "That, that, that, all of them." Finally, he pointed to the hawthorn tree, "It's the same here."

It was only then that Yu Cong noticed that the land under the tree was protruding, and the area was so large that he didn't notice it.In an instant, a layer of goose bumps appeared under the scorching sun.

"Me, you take me back. I can't remember the way."

"But I want to mow the grass." Chen Chen was afraid that he would really get lost, so he carefully pointed to the road, "Cross the rice field, turn to the path on the left and you will arrive at your house."

"You know who I am?"

"I know." Chen Chen didn't understand why his voice dropped.

Yu Cong's peach blossom eyes narrowed, as if he hadn't woken up, "Anyway, I can't find it."

"Are you afraid of these graves?"

"Scared of a ghost."

Yu Cong yelled fiercely, and Chen Chen shrank his neck almost imperceptibly, "How about I take you to Xiaoyuchi, you go from my door, walk along the path leading to the main road, don't go up, turn left I can come too."

"No! The electrician's son said that you have three big black dogs at home, and I'm afraid they will bite me."

Chen Chen thought, but you look like a puppy. "Not three, but one is white."

"Hey, Chinese Garden Dog."

"what."

"Nothing, it's pretty impressive. Do they have names?"

"No."

Yu Cong squeezed Chen Chen's red arm, "Go quickly, whichever way you want, anyway, you have to see me off."

"But..." He wasn't quite able to say the words of rejection, especially the words like my family and your family have enmity.

Yu Cong's face suddenly came close to him, and he sniffed along his face, neck, and jacket, "What's the smell, it smells so bad."

Chen Chen hid his right hand behind his back, but the other party grabbed it out and sniffed it vigorously, "What kind of smell is this!"

"Fish feed." He broke free, wanting to get out of here quickly. "Go, I'll take you home."