innocent year

On the flat green brick trail, one big and three small walk slowly along the shadow of the acacia tree.

Qiushi felt a little strange, because he seemed to always feel Uncle Jiang Aiyun's gaze from time to time. ? But every time he chased and looked back, the other party immediately withdrew his eyes and looked straight ahead.Eventually, they came to a black Mercedes-Benz W126S.

Even though Qiushi, a child, doesn't understand cars and doesn't understand how much it's worth, he can still tell that this guy with a long mouth and a flat butt has a straight pen and an extraordinary style.All of a sudden, he compared those chubby little noodles running on the street.

The man opened the car door, and Jiang Aiyun got in first, and then invited others to squeeze into the back seat together.As the man sat in the driver's seat, the body shook for a while and then drove towards Chongwenmen.

Sitting in the car, Qiushi couldn't help but carefully observe the interior decoration of the Mercedes-Benz and the various intricate buttons on the front panel.He finds it strange that cars are really different from big cars.

"Yunyun," the person in front said, "You...are all from the chorus?"

"Feng Xiaoqing is, Qiushi came to play today."

He continued to ask: "Oh, so Qiushi is your classmate in "Shijia"? "

"Uncle, we are not in the same school as Jiang Aiyun." Feng Xiaoqing took over the words, "Qiu Shi is my deskmate, and he studies very well!"

"Then which school are you from?"

Jiang Aiyun became impatient, and felt that her uncle was acting like her own mother today, catching up with a classmate she didn't know and asking questions and chattering.So she said half coquettishly and half complaining: "Oh, why are you asking about this?"

The person in front stopped talking.But at the same time, Qiu Shi clearly felt the strange eyes projected from him through the narrow mirror in front.

Not long after driving, the car stopped at an intersection.Afterwards, Jiang Aiyun didn't wait for her uncle, got out of the car with her two little friends, and ran into a shop facing the street with a signboard with the boss's red background and yellow letters.

This is "Sanbaole", the bakery opened by Xinqiao Hotel Western Restaurant.

The so-called "Northern Laomo, South Xinqiao".Compared with the quack atmosphere of the Moscow restaurant outside Xizhimen, the Xinqiao Hotel, which was also built in 1954, appears to be more international, often hosting heads of state, celebrities and film and television stars.In other words, it is very ungrounded, and ordinary people who earn a dead salary will not patronize at all.

As soon as you enter the door, the mixed aroma of bread, butter, chocolate and jam seems to have eyes, and it is designed to drill into the nose of people. It is strong enough to fascinate any child or older child.

This is completely different from the battle of non-staple food stores in state-run units. Qiushi was stunned. He had never seen so many varieties of bread.What's more, it's not guarded by the auntie, a salesperson in a white coat. Instead, it's lying in a variety of large and small baskets, with a seductive appearance that you can choose for yourself.

Jiang Aiyun smiled and handed each of them a plastic bag and stainless steel clip, then turned her head and said loudly thank you uncle to the person who just entered the door.

So Qiushi looked around cautiously with the clip, and according to the price tag on the front of the basket and the number of ten-cent notes in his pocket, he finally chose two round breads covered with sugar grains, intending to follow others and go to the counter to pay. .

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him, and took the bag and clips away.Qiu Shi looked back and saw that it was Jiang Aiyun's uncle.His tall figure walked around the bright and clean shop, took out almost all kinds of bread, then took the bags from the hands of the two girls, and went straight to the side to pay.

Qiushi's face turned red immediately.

"Oh, don't be embarrassed." Jiang Aiyun leaned over and said to Qiushi at this moment, "My little uncle is rich, let him come and 'show love' to us."

"Your uncle is so handsome," Feng Xiaoqing commented with eyes wide open, "Like Miura Yuka."

"You know Miura Yuka." Jiang Aiyun put her down.

"My mother said that only Miura Yukazu is the real handsome man!" Feng Xiaoqing firmly defended her mother's aesthetics.

Jiang Aiyun smiled and said: "When I heard adults chatting, my uncle was really handsome when he was young! He is a general and school, and he went to Wangfujing Street to take pictures of his wife, and he was sure."

"What do you mean by patting your wife?" Qiushi interrupted and asked.

Jiang Aiyun didn't explain, she just whispered something into Feng Xiaoqing's ear.Then the two girls smiled furtively together, making Qiushi even more confused.

"Let's go," Miura Yuka came over with several bags of bread at this time, "I'll take you home."

According to the distance, he first sent Jiang Aiyun to a small gray building in the Russian style during the Soviet aid construction period, and returned to the car after a few instructions.Afterwards, Feng Xiaoqing was sent all the way to the entrance of an alley not far from Chunfeng No. [-] Elementary School.

Feng Xiaoqing thanked her sweetly, and then told Qiu Shi that she would see you tomorrow, and then bounced away with her schoolbag and things in her hands.Qiushi continued to sit in the back row, watching the front of the car driving all the way to Zhiyuan Hutong where she was.

As the destination got closer, the atmosphere in the car became more and more weird.Qiushi recalled that the problem seemed to be when Feng Xiaoqing told the other party her and her home address.

At this time, Qiu Shi heard the other party ask without thinking: "Little friend, were you born in Beijing?"

Qiu Shi was stunned for a moment, and then thought that maybe he still had an accent, so he was recognized by others, so he replied: "No, I only came here last year." He recalled the other party's inquisitive eyes along the way, Ask in a low voice, "Uncle, have you seen me before?"

I saw the shoulders of the person in front trembled: "No, uncle hasn't seen you before."

So Qiu Shi stopped being entangled, and instead put his mind on the "delicious food" in his schoolbag.He thought about giving the bread to his mother, Master Jiu, Xu Minghai, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang to taste when he went back.You have to tell Xu Minghai what happened today.

While talking, Zhiyuan Hutong arrived, and the car parked steadily on the side of the road.Qiushi thanked Jiang Aiyun's uncle, then opened the door gently like Feng Xiaoqing and jumped down.

"Goodbye, uncle." He waved at the other party.

Uncle Jiang Aiyun stuck her head out of the car window at this moment, then pursed her lips vigorously, and said, "Little friend, you..."

Qiu Shi stood there waiting to hear the next sentence.

"Forget it," he finally waved his hand, "it's okay, goodbye."

"Oh," Qiushi scratched his head, and then said politely, "Thank you for 'giving love'."

The other party smiled and said nothing more, poking his head back.Immediately, the car drove away slowly.

Qiushi walked into the alley with a schoolbag that smelled of sweetness, humming the melody of the mountains outside the sunset.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the walk, a huge impact suddenly hit from diagonally behind.Qiu Shi was caught off guard, and his small body staggered from the bump.Before he could react to what happened, he was blocked in an inconspicuous corner.

Qiu Shi leaned against the wall with his back, looking at the stranger who appeared out of nowhere, completely unaware of what was going on.

This person was a junior high school student, and he was a head taller than himself.With a cigarette between his fingers, he was full of arrogance.A flat face full of acne marks seemed to have been run over by a car, only the eyeballs protruded vividly, like a toad.

"You're fucking Qiushi?"

It seems that he did not admit the wrong person, Qiushi didn't speak, just staring at the other person's every move.

"What the hell am I asking you, I heard that you are the king of your class?" He said, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Qiu Shi's hair.

Qiushi was forced to raise his jaw at the pain of his scalp being torn violently.Immediately, a stinky smell came over his face: "Just you? Return to the king? Are you worthy?"

This sentence is like a clear clue, pointing directly to what happened a few days ago.Qiu Shi then remembered Wu Zheng and Zhou Miao's unusual silence in class recently, and Feng Xiaoqing reminded herself of those words.

At this moment, every household is cooking, and there is no one in the alley.The only voice in Qiu Shi's head was the eight words Xu Minghai said - to outsmart the strong and capture the weak.

I saw Toad flicking the cigarette butt from the knuckles pretending to be cool, and then bent down: "Stupid? Don't pretend to be dumb, I heard that when you were in class, you blew your mouth It stinks all day long."

Immediately afterwards, he raised his right hand, pouted and said, "Where do you think this is? If I don't beat you up today, you..."

Before Toad could get rid of his harsh words, Qiu Shi found a perfect opening.Regardless of the fact that his hair was still being held in his hand, he used his head as a weapon, and slammed forward with all his strength.

The hard head was unstoppable, and it hit the opponent's fragile nose like a meteor hammer.Just hearing a "click", dripping blood immediately gushed out from the toad's nasal cavity.

"Fuck!!!" The other party let out a series of curses.

Taking advantage of the time when Toad let go of his hands to cover his nose, Qiushi ran away.But before he could take two steps, someone grabbed the schoolbag behind him.He turned his head and saw from the corner of his eye that Toad was holding a brick that he didn't know where, and threw it towards him.

Qiu Shi took advantage of his strength, and took off the strap of the schoolbag on his shoulder at once, and then relied on his dexterity and quick reaction, he turned his body and dodged it.

I saw that brick flew over Qiu Shi's skull, hit the wall directly, and fell apart in an instant, leaving only ocher red debris on the ground.

Toad seemed to be completely irritated. He shook off the useless schoolbag in his hand, and jumped on it all at once, pressing Qiu Shi firmly to the ground.

In the face of an enemy much stronger than himself, Qiushi has no possibility of "outwitting" except struggling hard.

With its blood-stained face on its face, Toad pinched Qiu Shi's neck fiercely with his left hand, and took out a heavy wire lock from his cross-body bag with his right hand, and raised it high: "Fuck you!"

The lock came down with a gust of wind.