Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

What's this?Jiang Bai poured out the books all at once, there were 14 books in total, each of which was too heavy to hold.Kind of like Encyclopedia Britannica.

Fu Cheng sat on the ground in a daze, looked at those covers, and touched them gently with his hands.Qiu Li and Qing Rang remained silent, they turned the pages of the book intently, and neither of them spoke.

Jiang Bai was so confused that he just picked up a book at random, not knowing if it was some kind of fate, the content of the introduction happened to be Chaoshan English singing and dancing.This is the tradition of Chaoshan. Fighting in the streets and alleys is very powerful, and even scared and cried children. During the days when Jiang Bai was recovering in the hospital, the doctor showed him, trying to remind him of his childhood memories.

But I didn't think about it at all, and now I open it again, and in the professional shots, Ying Ge's singing and dancing is even more imposing, like a ghost.After all, this is not a gentle dance.

Why would someone send these to Fujiaban?Jiang Bai flipped through the pages.There must be something, the three juniors all remember it, but I can't remember it.

"Let's go." Fu Cheng stood up, "Take the things back to the yard first. Be careful, everyone, this thing is quite heavy."

The book was put back into the big cardboard box again, it was very heavy, dozens of catties, Jiang Bai signed for the receipt, and signed the name of his junior on the form held by the street clerk. Each of the 4 people took a corner and brought back a box of books.

"This..." Entering the courtyard, Jiang Bai looked for a place for his juniors to put it down, "It's really heavy, what is this?"

Qiu Li was the first to squat down and continue flipping through the books, not serious reading but a journal-style browsing. After reading one book, he went to the next one. "This, 7 years ago, right?"

"Well, I remember that year I just passed my 11th birthday." Qing Rang said, "This is a documentary by a great director, but... I forgot about it a long time ago. I thought he didn't make it, but I didn't expect him to insist on it." down."

Documentary?Jiang Bai couldn't find the slightest impression in his memory.

Fu Cheng was also flipping through the book, one after another, until he suddenly stopped when he turned a page, and found it with his hands slumped on the book.

Jiang Bai squatted down, Chinese intangible cultural heritage, traditional dance, lion dance.

"I didn't expect what the director said was true." Fu Cheng muttered to himself as if talking in sleep, "That year we were only... 11 years old."

"That spring, at the end of April, a lot of people came suddenly, wanting to interview Master." Qing Rang said later, dragging back the time for several years, "They have work certificates and professional equipment, and they are a crew of a TV station. , I want to make a documentary and record all of China’s intangible cultural heritage.”

Fu Cheng raised his head to listen. When those people said these words that year, he still didn't understand the meaning of the documentary.I asked myself on the pile, how long will you be shooting, and the oldest among those people said, it probably will take a long time to shoot.

It's been a long, long time... 7 years in one shoot.

"They said that the film crew had limited funds, and they didn't pay for the interview." Qiu Li said, "I interviewed for several days, and took pictures and filmed... This! Isn't this what it is? Look!"

Jiang Bai picked up the Shen book and saw a group photo.There are more than a dozen people inside, the middle one is the uncle, and the thin man in memory.He is not tall, much shorter than his uncle, his eyes are piercing, and the stubbornness in his brow bone is simply an upgraded version of Fucheng.He is more mature, there is already indifference in his smile, and he is no longer impatient.

Presumably at that time, the master had already predicted that the Fu family class would be disbanded sooner or later, and everyone followed suit.But even if they were going to break up, the master tried his best to make it back, and if he couldn't make it back, he sent them off one by one.He just looked at the camera calmly, as if he saw the temporary separation of Fujiaban, and also predicted the rise of lion dancing culture.

The person standing in the most conspicuous position next to the master is his most beloved junior, Fu Cheng.Back then, Fucheng was still a... kid.Not tall, tanned, Xiaoyuancun is very energetic, and her dimples are obvious when she smiles.

The person standing behind the younger brother is me, my 11-year-old self.Jiang Bai looked at that photo, he was also a child back then, his hair was shorter than now, and he was also tanned, but he was half a head taller than Fucheng.

He has controlled his diet since he was a child, and his pre-adolescent junior has not yet grown in height, and he looks a little jerky when facing the camera.He leaned on his master and pulled himself by the hand.Beside them are Qiu Li and Qing Rang.

All four of them were wearing the old class uniforms of Fujiaban, Nanshi trousers, and martial arts shoes, and there was a layer of milk fat on their faces.

"This is... us? This is us." Jiang Bai raised his head.

Fu Cheng nodded, it was them, it was them, this might be the only piece of evidence left by himself and his brother.It proves that they have grown up together since they were 4 years old, and they are like brothers and sisters.

The book is very thick, Jiang Bai flipped through the pages and read carefully.The introduction in it is very detailed. Master explained the lion dance culture in an oral way, from its origin to today.And these words, he also heard from the mouth of his uncle, just a few days before the Fujia class was preparing to participate in the competition, his uncle told them all when he was practicing handstand for three sticks of incense.

There are many photos in the back, which shows that the production team worked hard.The most elaborate are all kinds of traditional pile formations, such as picking Ganoderma lucidum in the mountain stream, turui by lions, climbing cliffs for treasure hunting, and picking Longmen green... Traditional lion dance is inseparable from Chinese martial arts, and both swords, guns and sticks are indispensable.

Turning to the back, it is the practice photos and life photos of Fu's class.Jiang Bai looked for himself in the photos. When he was young, the production team could not take pictures of children playing, but it was not difficult to find clues from the corners, proving that he had lived and laughed in this small courtyard.

They were fighting behind the adults, and when the adults were resting, they carried performing knives to show off their prestige, and ran around the big water tank. In another picture, Qiu Li fell, and Qing Rang pulled off his southern lion pants, revealing the inside little underpants.

These are the proofs that I have lived, the proof that Jiang Bai lived before.These are me, my fresh self, different from the dozens of single photos my parents gave me.

"Here is a letter of thanks and a USB flash drive!" Qiu Li found out from the cardboard box, "Quick, quick, have you been told to bring your computer?"

"Bring it." Qingrang went to get the notebook and plugged in the USB flash drive.Jiang Bai helped Fucheng who was in a state of despair on the ground.

"They really did it..." Fucheng remembered these people, "They said at the time...it would take several years, and the money might not be enough. They wanted to photograph all the intangible cultural heritage of the country, and they really did it."

Jiang Bai opened the letter, and inside was a short thank you letter.

"Dear Mr. Fu Hong:

Spread the letter good.

Your interviews that year have been recorded in a book, and the documentary will also be available on the network TV platform. I am grateful for your help and encouragement, and I can’t give you anything in return.I hope you and the Fujia class will be prosperous, and we and the Chinese intangible cultural heritage will usher in a better future.It's been a long road, and thank you for walking with us.

Sincerely, all the production staff of the program group”

It is for Master.Jiang Bai put the letter away again, and did not show it to Fu Cheng for the time being, lest he be sad.At the same time, Qingrang opened the video content in the USB flash drive.

It turned out to be all the video materials and original photos of that year.

"Southern lions, represented by Guangdong Lion Dance, my father and grandfather also came from Foshan. This thing originated in the South China Sea of ​​Guangdong, and now there are few in the north, but it is very popular in the southern coastal areas and Southeast Asia." In the video A man, wearing the uniform of Fu's class, sat in the courtyard and talked.Behind him is the old class uniform of Fu's class, with a purple background inlaid with gold trim.

Master's voice brought the four of them back to when they were young. Everyone stood upright and listened to the lecture.Even if the master is gone and the admonitions left behind will not be scattered, he still disciplines them to be human.

Most of them used long shots and interviewed for a long time. The program team ate and lived in a small courtyard for 5 days, shooting a lot of real material, a live lion dance class.Jiang Bai can occasionally find himself in the camera, until the screen turns, and he completely appears on the screen.

On the relatively short piles, all 4 people were there, and the uncle who walked swiftly was under the piles, guiding them to get used to jumping piles since childhood.This pile array is a miniature version of the normal pile array. It is the most convenient for children to learn. It is no longer found in the courtyard of Fujia Class. It is estimated that they will be dismantled when they are 14 or 15 years old.

Qiu Li and Qing Rang jumped around with sandbags tied to their feet.What are you doing?Jiang Bai couldn't help laughing, he was coaxing Fucheng.

Fucheng was standing on a pile, wearing a white short sleeve, and he was standing on the same pile, hugging his stomach from behind.At that time, it was Xiao Yuancun, and the outline of the facial features already had the taste of today. It can be seen that when he grows up, he will have a pointed chin and a stubborn face.

He turned his head and said something to himself, and he just hugged him like that, and when Fucheng turned his head again, he grabbed his little dimple in his mouth.

It was me, Jiang Bai took a few steps forward and touched the computer screen with his hands.

He lifted Fucheng up by himself, but it fell down in just two seconds, probably because of insufficient strength.Fucheng jumped forward symbolically, fell to the ground, and jumped off himself.The two squatted and refused to get up, as if they were attracted by something on the ground.

Until the uncle came over, he hugged Fucheng to the pile and asked them to do it again.Fucheng stood up reluctantly, and released the bug in his hand.Jiang Bai took a closer look, and it seemed to be a black longhorn.Then the camera focused on Fucheng again, on that young and childish face. His face was sullen, far less sharp than his current face, but he had the rudiment of a small class leader. He took a deep breath and boldly jumped to the next pile. past.

During the few days of eating and living together, the film crew took a lot of shots, and even interviewed Fu Hong and Liao Chengming here, and the four children in the background started fighting.It's not really a fight, you chase me like you're grabbing something.The adults looked back and didn't persuade them. They said to the camera that the children were playing and playing, and it would be fine in a while, and they were brothers.

Jiang Bai was particularly touched when he heard the words of his master.It was really not serious to fight and fight when I was a child. I must have learned to protect the three juniors since I was a child.

In the next second, the self in the camera took the snack from Qiu Li's hand and gave it to Fu Cheng.

"Cough." The grown-up Qiu Li coughed at the right time, reminding him, "Anyway, Rang Rang and I have no human rights since we were young, so you can figure it out yourself in the future."

Jiang Bai looked down with a smile, and the film crew also filmed the Fujia class at night.At that time, there were other adults in the team, who were busy collecting tools for practicing exercises, and myself and my three juniors...were standing in a big basin to take a bath.

"Why did you even take pictures of these?" Fucheng suddenly became nervous, and Little Walnut appeared on the scene.

"Don't worry, these will not be included in the feature film, and will only be sent to us as raw materials." Qing Rang said, "Not only you, but which one of us has naked ass?"

Qiu Li quickly took a screenshot on the computer and successfully captured the 11-year-old butt of his senior brother. "Haha, I want to get Rang Rang a desktop."

Jiang Bai greedily looked into the screen, every frame was of himself and his junior in action.But those good things were once buried deep in the brain. I don’t know if I can dig them out in this life, and I don’t know if there will be a slippery slope, and I will forget everything that exists.

"Senior Brother, what are you thinking?" Fu Cheng sensed Jiang Bai's unhappiness.

Jiang Bai shook his head. "I didn't think about anything."

"Don't think too much." Fu Cheng put their hands together, "Think about it if you can, it's okay if you can't."

"Yeah." Jiang Bai twisted his face, "Hurry up and make up for these two days, and you've lost weight."

Qiu Li and Qing made goose bumps all over their bodies, and they also lost weight, so no one cares about them.

The program team shot a lot of video material, and they watched it very late, and they were not sleepy after 2 o'clock in the morning, and the more they watched, the more refreshed they became.In the end, it was Jiang Bai who forcibly shut down the phone before everyone washed up.The Fujiaban small courtyard is a one-story house, and the water pipes are cold in winter, and the water flowing out is colder than the building.But today they all felt that the water was a little warm.

Probably winter will pass, and spring will come back together with the little swallow.

That night, Jiang Bai slept very well. Before going to sleep, he made a wish, hoping that he would remember when he woke up.But until he was awakened by the knock on the door, his mind was still blank.

I don't know if there is any hope in this life.Jiang Bai got out of bed, and Fucheng woke up together. They were about to open the door, and Qiu Li and Qing Rang happened to go there too.

"Who is it?" Fu Cheng rushed out stepping on his martial arts shoes, and opened the door, "Mom?"

Cen Meng stood outside the courtyard, his eyes were red, obviously crying.

"Auntie? Why are you here?" Qiu Li was a little panicked, Fu Cheng's mother's state was obviously not right, as if she was about to kill someone.

Jiang Bai stood by the door, what should come will always come.From the day Cen Meng knew what her parents had done to Fucheng, she knew that she would definitely hate her.It should be hated, no parent in the world can bear this tone.

"Mom?" Fu Cheng also sensed that something was wrong, "Why are you staring at my senior brother... come in, if you have something to say... say it well."

Unmoved, Cen Meng raised his hand towards Jiang Bai's face.

Jiang Bai closed his eyes, if this slap can change Fucheng's scar, he would rather take it a few more times.

"Mom!" Fu Cheng stood between the two of them and hugged Jiang Bai tightly.

Cen Meng's hand was in the air, but it did not fall, but tears did fall.In the final analysis, it's still my own fault for committing a crime. If I accompany my son to grow up well, if I don't leave...

"Auntie, you can't just look at the surface of some things." Qing Rang grabbed Cen Meng, "Jiang Bai has paid too much for Fucheng these years, the attitude of his family is not his attitude, he really wants to have a good relationship with Fucheng Get your team up."

Qiu Li raised his hand high, afraid that Cen Meng would jump up and hit him. "Really, I testify that what his parents did has nothing to do with him. He even made it clear to his parents that he won't go home if they don't admit their mistakes."

Fu Cheng embraced Jiang Bai from the front, turned his head, and looked at Cen Meng. "Mom, don't hit my senior brother, he has lost his memory."

Jiang Bai still didn't say a word, lost his memory, when will he remember...

In the end, Cen Meng's hand still didn't fall, and he let it go.

Stepping into this small courtyard again, Cen Meng seemed like a lifetime away. If he hadn't left back then, he would have taken care of this place by himself now, dressed in ordinary clothes, and guarded his son. He didn't know what an American mansion was, and there was no Dou Yan.

"Mom is going back to America." This was the first thing she said when she sat down.

Fucheng poured her a cup of tea. "So fast?"

"Xiaoyan has to go to school, and his father urged me to go back." Cen Meng picked up the teacup and hadn't drank tea for a long time. "It may sound like sophistry to say what happened back then, but I should give you an explanation. I don't want to leave here. When I came back, I was purely angry with your father. He didn’t say no to this team until we were about to go through the divorce procedures. If he had said that at that time, I would not have been so hard-hearted and walked for so many years.”

Fucheng shook his head. "Mom, I don't blame you now, it's all over. Everyone has difficulties, and I know life is hard even when I have no money."

"Mom is rich now, but she can't go back." Cen Meng took another sip, "Xiaoyan's father knew that I had been married and had children in China, so he was relatively small-minded and never let me go back to China. I occasionally inquire about you and your father from relatives. I know that he has taken in 3 apprentices, and I also know that his team can't keep going. Then he fell ill, and I came back once. At that time, you still had one school year to take the high school entrance examination. I think Send you abroad to study. He didn't agree, saying that he would pick you up after you went to high school. But I didn't expect that that side would be the last one."

Fucheng hesitated for a moment.

"I'm selfish. I didn't miss you when I left you. I wanted to make up for it, but I wanted you to stay by my side. I didn't think about him or you... Do I still want to?" Cen Meng drank the tea in one breath. Finished, "You look too much like him."

Fucheng didn't move, Jiang Bai saw that the teacup had bottomed out, and took another cup of tea.

"I can only make up for you with what I have. At that time, I gave up on you because of economic conditions. Now all I can take out is money." Cen Meng said, "Whatever you want to do in the future, my mother can support you. I will pay you living expenses every month. Xiaocheng, you have to study hard in college and stop following others to earn that little change. When you graduate from college and want to come to the United States to have a look, mom is willing to pick you up."

Qiu Li and Qing Rang gasped in their hearts, Fucheng suddenly had a strong foreign aid.

"The way of lion dance... I don't accept it very much now, but you like it. As a parent, I can only support you." Cen Meng said, "And your brother, Dou Yan. If you can't cultivate brotherhood, forget it , in the future, he will also leave home to live independently, and mother is just worried about you."

"Mom, actually I..." Fucheng felt strange, "I'd hate to leave if you want to leave, but don't worry here, I have brothers and sisters, they will take care of me."

"Auntie, I..." Jiang Bai rubbed his knees, and took Fu Cheng's hand, "I will take care of him, family matters... I will handle it myself, so I won't get Fu Cheng involved."

"You can really take care of him?" Cen Meng was still not sure.

Jiang Bai nodded.

"Yes, yes, my senior brother can, he has taken care of me since I was a child." Fu Cheng was afraid that his mother would be worried, "We have been together since we were 4 years old."

"Okay, I will come back every year. If you don't take good care of Fucheng, I will really take him away." Cen Meng said, and then looked at them again, "Thank you very much, too, for accompanying Fucheng, I'm incompetent...thank you."

Fucheng felt warm in his heart, and he also looked at them, winter is going away, spring is really coming.

Cen Meng left these words and the money behind, and returned to the United States within a few days, and made an agreement to return at the end of the year.After that, Jiang Bai went to the hospital for follow-up visits several times, but there was still no sign of recovery, and he still couldn't remember anything.His parents invited Fucheng to have a meal, saying that they apologized very seriously, but Jiang Bai only believed half of what they said, until they returned his previous photos, his attitude was slightly better.

The real photos of myself are no longer alone, almost every one has 3 juniors.The smile in the photo is sincere and warm.

After May, Qiu Li and Qing Rang also celebrated their birthdays, and the Fujiaban pair, the southern lions, are all grown-ups.The weather really started to warm up, Jiang Bai was busy memorizing the test papers while also busy with the decoration, repairing the small courtyard of Fu's class with his juniors.

"Fucheng, help me get a brush!" Qiu Li stood on the wooden ladder and cried, "Hurry up!"

"Here we come!" Fu Cheng was carrying a small bucket of cement, "Here's your brush! Can you do it? If you can't, replace me, you're too short!"

"My height of 1 meters is just right, why am I short? You are so tall that you are beyond the standard!" Qiu Li dipped a brush into the cement, "This swallow's nest is broken, so I need to mend it this year. It would be great if I could come back for a few more nests." .”

"You still want to eat bird's nest?" Fucheng pretended to push his ladder, "The last time I saw swallows coming back was when I was in elementary school."

"Okay, you two don't always worry about the swallows, go and carry the cement bags." Jiang Bai was busy in the yard wearing a white vest, "A piece of the wall is broken, and it must be repaired today."

"Oh, let me go." Fu Cheng rushed out shirtless, bringing Qing Rang with him.A few bags of cement at the door were needed, and they didn't invite a decoration team. They searched for instructions on the Internet and worked hard for several days.

"Qing told you to slow down, watch out for your waist." Fu Cheng swept the door clean, and as he swept, a pair of feet appeared in front of him, looking up they were legs.A grown man holds a little girl in shofar braids.

"Hello." Fucheng saw that they had something to say, "Are you looking for someone?"

"I'm looking for... I'm looking for it." The man looked about the same age as Fucheng's father, "Is Fujiaban still there?"

Jiang Bai heard the movement and took Qiu Li out to have a look. "Yes, we are. Are you looking for my uncle or my master? Now the team has changed."

"Let's find Master Liao, I know about Master Fu Hong." The man looked at them one by one, "Who are you?"

Jiang Bai introduced his younger brother first. "This is the leader of our Fujia class, Fucheng, we are his senior brother and junior brother. Do you have something to do with Master Liao?"

The man looked at Fucheng for a long time, looking for the look in his memory from this face. "Hey, are you this old?"

"You know me?" Fucheng was sure that he didn't know him. It was quite interesting to see the little girl in his arms. He didn't feel stage-frightened, he just stared at them.

"Yes, when I was young, I also practiced in the Fujia class. Later, my family said that I had no future in doing this, so I was beaten back. I have been thinking about it in my heart, but there is no way, the family will not let me learn. This is my daughter." The man remembered that Fu Hong had taken in a few apprentices, presumably they were them, "This matter... it's a bit..."

"Big lion!" The little girl pointed towards the yard.The door of the main room just opened, and what she saw was the colorful lion in the town hall.

"On the day of your father's funeral, I brought her here for a ride." The man said to Fucheng, "After going back, my daughter was like a demon. She was a big lion all day long. Occasionally, she heard a few drums and twisted them a few times. .She has seen your lion dance, and she also imitated you at home. Without a lion head, she would hold a small pillow and wrap it in a small blanket. This is not... clamoring to come and see."

Fu Cheng tilted his head and listened, really don't know what fate is called.What she had seen was the time when she danced half a filial lion.

"I actually like this line of work, too. She may follow me." The man smiled, "So let me ask if you still accept people? I haven't practiced well, let her practice it, if she is really untalented Forget it, just enroll her in a martial arts class."

Fu Cheng's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, he slowed down, and then turned his head. "No... yes, we are Fujiaban. The problem is... I haven't confiscated anyone yet."

"We can accept it, but we may not be able to teach it. Lion dance is as hard as practicing martial arts, so she may not be able to persevere." Jiang Bai said on behalf of Fucheng, "The team is still small, and the teaching has to be done by our uncle. , but... take her to play with the lion, we can do it."

The man and the little girl laughed together.

Fucheng didn't dare to make decisions about accepting people, so he immediately invited his uncle to sit in charge.Liao Chengming came here in a daze, and recognized this man as soon as he saw it. He had indeed practiced with Fujiaban back then, but he was still a junior high school student at that time.

They are all old, but the children have grown up.

As soon as they saw an acquaintance, the two chatted happily, and the little girl was looking around in the yard, making the 4 high school boys not know what to do.They grew up in martial arts in elementary school, and they haven't had much contact with such a young child, and they are still girls.

"Brother, do you think she can practice martial arts?" Fu Cheng squatted down and worried, "Is she too thin? How about asking Fu Yu to teach her?"

When Qiu Li heard this, he was not happy. "Who do you look down on? I was thinner than her when I was a child, but now I still go to the house to expose tiles? Tell me, if she is really accepted, is she considered Fucheng's apprentice?"

"No way?" Fucheng stood up suddenly, "I haven't practiced it myself yet, how do I accept apprentices? Senior Brother? Senior Brother?"

Jiang Bai had just finished taking two painkillers, and his eyelids were so heavy that they were fighting. "ah?"

"Sleepy?" Qing Rang patted him, "I've been staying up late to memorize the exams for the past two days, and I've been busy learning how to decorate during the day, can't I hold on? I've already told you, but you don't listen, thinking you're an iron man. "

Jiang Bai smiled. "I'm really sleepy. You talk about your stories, and I'll go to the West Room to sleep."

"Go." Fucheng put a coat on him.

When I said go to sleep, I really wanted to sleep.My head has been very heavy these days, I often feel dizzy, and occasionally it hurts like hell.The west room is quite messy, with a lot of sundries piled up in the courtyard, only the bed is clean.Jiang Bai lay down, and what he smelled was wood, the whole room was full of wood.

When I closed my eyes, it was dark when I opened them again.

it's dark?Jiang Bai felt that he had slept for a long time.

My head is still groggy, and I still want to sleep for a while, but I don't want to get up.

But I have to get up, it seems that there are still many things to do.Jiang Bai turned over and got out of bed, knocked against the bedside table with too much movement, a dilapidated lucky cat swayed a few times, and rolled towards the side of the table.

Jiang Bai caught it with one hand, so dangerous, this is the first lucky cat he gave to Fucheng, and he bought it back from Japan.Fucheng's favorite thing is the Lucky Cat, but this one is so old, it's still there.

Jiang Bai put it back in place, took a rest, and slowly stood up.

He stood up, and then stood there, standing still.The eyes are not blinking, only the wings of the nose are moving, which proves that this is a living person and not a sculpture.

Lucky Cat?

Fu Cheng's 7th birthday.

This house... I lived in it myself.

Jiang Bai didn't move, but he didn't dare to move. He slowly touched his chest, touching the self that he hated so much that he wanted to stab him to death. The 14-year-old Jiang Bai disappeared.He looked around again, afraid that he would shake his head to the factory configuration if he moved too much. There was no light in the room, but he thought it was bright.

The smell of dust, wood, and dusty fabrics mixed into the smell of Fujiaban.Jiang Bai heard a lot of voices again, he hurriedly turned his head, but there was nothing there, and when he listened again, he heard the laughter of his juniors, as if he saw them running forward in a swarm, holding kites in their hands.

Close your eyes, your heart is pounding, and then open it again, you will hear voices everywhere you look.He saw the juniors climbing trees in the yard, and they skipped class together to catch cicadas, and they held their breath longer than anyone else while swimming.The whole body seemed to be soaked in hot water for a long time, and then came out again. The juniors were still young when they plunged into the water, but they grew up when they got out of the water.

He saw himself taking Fucheng to climb the roof, showing him the plane landing at low altitude, grabbing a bunch of Sophora japonica flowers for him, and watching him suck the honey inside.Jiang Bai turned his head suddenly, the room was still dark, but he could see everything.

That 14-year-old self disappeared.

It didn't disappear, it came back.

Jiang Bai walked towards the wooden door, and when it opened with a clatter, lights and memories flooded into his eyes. He closed his eyes subconsciously, using them to resist the intrusion of a large amount of memories, and felt a dull pain in the back of his head.

A new lamp was installed in the courtyard, and it was very bright. Jiang Bai slowly opened his closed eyes, and vaguely saw Fucheng on the stake in the courtyard.

Fucheng stood on top of the heaviest and biggest lion in Fujiaban, and under the pile stood a girl with shofar braids.She looked up at him, just like Fucheng looked up at his father when he was a child.

"Brother?" Fu Cheng heard the door open, and jumped down carefully.

Jiang Bai's hearing lost all of it in an instant, and then it all came back again, and a feeling of numbness rose in his stomach.He took a step.

"Are you awake?" Fu Cheng walked over carrying the lion's head, "I'll try this, it's what my dad used back then, it weighs 25 catties."

Jiang Bai didn't speak, and a layer of numbness slowly surfaced on his forearm.

"What's the matter?" Fucheng asked with a smile, "Are you hungry? If you're hungry, ask Qiu Li and Qing Rang to have dinner together. The uncle said that it's very lively to eat hot pot tonight. Let's go buy fat beef. You don't want to eat it." mutton."

Fucheng's mouth was still open, and he just wanted to ask what to prepare for hot pot tonight, winter melon slices or lotus root slices, thick or thin vermicelli, sesame sauce or sesame oil for the seasoning.Just like that, Senior Brother embraced him with one hand, and lightly touched his mouth with the other hand, pressing down his dimple.

Fucheng smiled even brighter.

Jiang Bai pushed Fu Cheng's mouth away with his knuckles, the liquid in his eyes made him unable to see clearly.But he still wanted to find it, so he felt inside with his fingers, pulled it out, and pointed the light source at the inside of Chengcheng's mouth.

"Tooth...tooth?" Jiang Bai struggled to say, tears came out at this moment, he missed him so much.

Fu Cheng obviously didn't understand anything, but his whole body was filled with sorrow.Senior brother's tears dripped onto his wrist, heavy and hot.

"Yeah." Fu Cheng understood, and nodded accordingly. When he nodded, tears also fell and hit the upper of the senior brother's shoe, "It has been pulled out."

Jiang Bai touched Fucheng's lower jaw, trying to feel through the skin and find out his gums and bones. "Does it still hurt?"

Fu Cheng shook his head and shed two streams of tears. "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt. It really doesn't hurt."

He couldn't go on.

Before Shige had an accident and was pushed down the stairs, they were still sending WeChat messages.The wechat was cut off immediately, and there was no reply, Fucheng vaguely felt that something happened to his senior brother, which made him anxious later.

That year he had wisdom teeth, and complained about the pain, saying that after taking a film, both wisdom teeth were crooked.The senior brother asked himself if he wanted to unplug it, but after that, there was no news, and nothing happened.When we meet again, he no longer remembers himself, and he has already tattooed his name.

"Don't cry, crying...it doesn't look good." Jiang Bai persuaded him, but he cried himself.I finally found what I was looking for, it was in Fucheng's mouth, the younger brother had wisdom teeth at that time, the pain was so painful that he couldn't sleep, but he didn't dare to pull out his teeth.I wanted to tell him to take him to the dentist when I got back to Beijing, and the next thing would be a whirlwind.

There are traces of stitches on the last two ends of the back molars. The last WeChat message he sent to his junior has become what he misses the most.

"Stop crying." Now Fucheng is crying in his arms again, but Jiang Bai can't coax him, he really misses him, wants to ask him where he has been in the past two years, and also wants to ask himself What did you do for two years? When you lowered your head, tears dripped onto Fucheng's clothes. The big tears were cursing people, accusing him of coming back late, missing his senior's tooth extraction, senior high school entrance examination, senior one, and senior two. Fortunately, he didn't miss anything else. .

Fortunately, I didn't miss it.

Jiang Bai wiped his face and smiled: "Don't cry."

"I didn't cry." Fu Cheng lowered his head and wiped his tears, "Brother, have you come back yet?"

Jiang Bai rubbed his small round inch, and picked up the lion head for him. "came back."

"Really?" Fucheng was frightened, "Then what did I say when we first met?"

Jiang Bai thought about it. "You got kicked in the ass by me, and then you got angry."

The tears that Fu Cheng had just suppressed flowed down. "I'm not angry, I was... I was..."

"Okay, you're not angry, it's because I didn't pay attention to confronting you." Jiang Baiquan remembered, "Let's go, go find Qiu Li and Qing Rang, and go shopping together. Tell the uncle about this slowly, I'm afraid he's too excited and has high blood pressure."

"I don't tell Qiu Li and Qing Rang either. I'm the only one who knows. It will make me happy for a few days." Fu Cheng wiped away his tears, smiled, and took Jiang Bai's hand again. Now.From apprenticeship with a teacher to adulthood, relatives who are not related by blood, senior and junior in the Fu family class.

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