Baiwei Ning Returns to the Sea

[Possible thunder point] The two separated for a long time~ But the ending is he~~

Content tags: special liking, fate, encounter, erroneous chronology

Search keywords: Protagonist: Meng Hai, Fang Jinning┃Supporting role: ┃Others: educated youth, going to the countryside

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☆, [one]

It is impossible not to go to the hospital.Fang Jinning lay weakly on the kang.This damn place made him sick from the moment he arrived.But he can't come.There are four people in the family, he is a boy and an older brother, he must be the one to jump in the queue.

The eyelids were sore and heavy, the head was throbbing, and the throat was so swollen that he swallowed saliva like being tortured.Fang Jinning suffered for two and a half days, but he couldn't remember what he looked like alive and kicking.The temperature difference between morning and evening in the countryside is huge. In September, without the sun, the autumn wind is rustling.People are all busy.The sorghum was harvested, and the fields would not be deserted for a long time. It was time to weed and plow the fields for wheat planting.

Meng Village is only a hundred miles away from Fang's house, and the conditions are very different.The house where he stayed was not even lined with glass, the windows were papered and covered with cobwebs.None of his companions was there, and he didn't have the strength to get up and light a lamp.The old house in Heibu Longdong is full of turbid smell and loneliness.

Wanting to drink water, Fang Jinning held his breath and turned over.The door creaked, and a gust of cool wind blew in.

"Let me see which one is the sick one?" The person who came was Meng Hai, the captain of one of the sub-teams under the production brigade.Meng Hai walked over to the edge of the kang in a few steps in the dark, stretched out his hand, and touched Jinning's forehead impartially.He is so familiar with the plants, trees, tables, and chairs in the team that he doesn't need light to guide him.A few students who followed behind wiped the fire and lit the lamp.

"Why is it so hot?" Meng Hai's tone was unexpected.Fang Jinning opened his eyes in a daze, and a serious and resolute face fell a foot in front of him.

"Can't pretend," he said, with a bit of obstinate retaliation.

On the first day he came, he understood that they were not welcome in the village.Like they don't want to come either.Thanks to the cowards who came here earlier, the whole village has a bad impression of the city students, thinking that they are lazy, picky and picky, they are all very quick-talking, and their hands and feet are lazier than the laziest slacker in the village. Is a sick leave master.More than half of the work points earned depend on foreign labor, and the last one can't stay one by one, and they have to find a way back to the city with their heads on the ground.They don't think they belong in this place, and the villagers don't think they need to belong in this place.

"Did you take any medicine?" Meng Hai turned around and asked several other people in the room.

One said: "Eat it." The other continued: "It doesn't seem to work."

Meng Hai turned back to look at the patient, saw that his lips were dry, and said to the students, "Get him some water."

Not long after Meng Hai left, the doctor came with a medicine box.After hanging the water for two days, Fang Jinning was able to go to the ground with everyone.There are not enough animals in the team, and sometimes we have to rely on people to carry the plow.People are no better than animals, and their strength is limited, especially for these white-faced scholars who have only touched books. If they want to pull the plow, six or seven people must go together.It is not enough to plow the land, but also to fertilize it.A pile of cow dung is piled up at intervals in the field, and the turned up soil must be smashed with rakes and mixed with cow dung to fertilize the field.

Meng Hai, as usual, took the lead in wearing a sweater with cut sleeves.Everyone's eyes followed him up and down as the rake went up and down, only Fang Jinning's eyes were on his strong back.After drying for a while, the cloth on the back was painted with a map, and the dark patches and shallow patches stuck to the flesh.Regardless of the fact that there were still female students around, Meng Hai took off his undershirt in the face of the sun, and continued to lead everyone to sweat profusely.With the ups and downs of the movements, the muscles on the shoulders swelled and then smoothed out, and Fang Jinning couldn't pull them out.

Fang Jinning realized in his first year of high school that he liked men, especially mature men with strong bodies.He hadn't paid attention to the captain before today, and he didn't want to pay attention to the title at all.It was the body itself that attracted him at the moment.

"What's the matter, don't you know how to do it?"

Fang Jinning was too ecstatic to watch, and was not at all prepared for Meng Hai's sudden turn around: "...I'm watching."

"Those girls can do it. If you are lazy here, you won't get work points."

Meng Hai's exuberant voice attracted several eyes looking for excitement.Fang Jinning couldn't hold back his face, the farm implement in his hand was inserted into the ground tightly, and when it was raised violently, it almost lifted Meng Hai.

"I didn't use the right strength." Meng Hai came around, wrapped his arms around Fang Jining, and taught him how to hold the nail rake, "Holding this is the only way to exert strength."

Meng Hai pointed a few times to move away to correct others, and Fang Jinning's half-bowed waist was pressed down again.He can't let anyone see the silliness in his crotch.

The rations of the educated youths for the first year were distributed by the state. When they first arrived, the stoves were not turned on, so they were first assigned to join fellow villagers.At noon that day, Fang Jinning was having dinner with a table of people when Captain Meng came.Captain Meng often pays attention to the situation of the educated youths.The educated youths have various problems and problems, but every day they are under his hands, he has to take responsibility for one day, to ensure that every ration they eat is earned steadily, and to ensure that they leave one day It is still full of beards and tails.

"Is it easy to plan food in the ground?" Meng Hai lit a pot of cigarettes with the stove still on, and asked the students who were snoring at the table, eating porridge and dry food.

Five or six people grinned together, saying that farming was really tiring, and that they had never felt that they had such a big appetite and felt that they didn't get enough sleep.

Meng Hai said: "If you eat so hard, you won't last until next year."

The students fell silent, and buried their faces in the mouth of the bowl one by one.Fang Jinning was the first to put down his chopsticks and stood up, standing by the wall and staring at Meng Hai, who was standing sideways at the door of the house, blowing dry smoke.Most of the men in the village smoke, and all of them wear pipes and pipes around their waists, squatting wherever they go.Fang Jinning saw that Meng Hai's gesture of holding the cigarette rod was different from theirs. They were obviously calloused and rough fingers. How could they be so thin when pinched on the cigarette rod?

"Captain Meng." Seeing that Meng Hai was about to leave, Fang Jinning's legs, feet and mouth moved before his brain, and he followed before he finished yelling and what he was going to say next.Meng Hai paused and turned his head towards him, meaning: What's the matter?He said nonsense: "Do you know where there is a place to get a haircut?"

Meng Hai paused for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to ask this: "... there are in the town."

Fang Jinning has only attended one episode since the day he came here, and he hasn't fully figured out the north, south, east, and west.He followed Meng Hai for a short walk and took the opportunity to chat with him.

"Aren't you going to the barber shop?"

"Whoever spends that unjust money, shaving his head is not flying a plane."

"Who will shave your head?"

Meng Hai took a drag on his cigarette and said, "In the second half of the month, my eldest sister will come home and ask her to shave you too?"

"Will you come to your house?" Fang Jinning turned his head with a smile.

Meng Hai glanced at him: "It's up to you."

At the fork in the road, the two parted ways.At this moment, Meng Hai recalled the smiling face just now in his heart.It looks like a fine powder!She is finer than the girls in the village who haven't gone out. She is really a city girl, and she has to go to a special barber shop to shave her head.See, when the wheat is harvested in the coming year, he will definitely not have this idea, and his stomach may not be able to take care of it.

Meng Hai is a down-to-earth person, he doesn't talk much, and never speaks up.The students are obviously more willing to deal with him than the brigade secretary who does not move and put on a serious face and an official tone.As long as you don't fight or fight, don't waste your time in the fields to get work points, Meng Hai doesn't interfere with the personal life of the educated youths, and he isn't interested in knowing.Occasionally, when he came back from the brigade secretary, he would take a break to gather the educated youth and talk about what new policies he had announced or what new spirit he had learned.Meng Hai never cared that this was called a meeting, he always said: "Everyone sits, everyone sits, let's talk."

When he said this, he usually had a cigarette stick in his mouth, and his pronunciation was a little vague.Fang Jinning loves listening very much, sometimes sitting there listening to it, he would start daydreaming, imagining that Meng Hai used this voice to whisper some bedroom whispers in his ear, he was so happy to die.He stared at Meng Hai intently, and a bunch of eyes were also focused on him.

Fang Jinning, Ye Shanshan and Hu Zheng are high school classmates.Ye Shanshan has always had a crush on Fang Jinning, it's not that Fang Jinning can't see it, she's just pretending not to know.Hu Zheng liked Ye Shanshan, and Fang Jinning could tell that, more than once he pretended to match the two casually, but it was a pity that Ye Shanshan never bought it.This day Ye Shanshan came to find Fang Jinning again, and wanted to ask him to go for a walk in the town together.

"I just went there the day before yesterday." Fang Jinning evaded, caught a glimpse of Hu Zheng who was walking this way from the corner of his eye, and said casually, "Ask Hu Zheng to accompany you, he is also free when he is free."

"Aren't you free too?"

"I have something to do. I'm going to get a haircut."

"Isn't that good?"

"I'm not going to town."

Hu Zheng had already walked up at this time, and then he smiled at Ye Shanshan following Fang Jinning's words: "Fang Jinning has to be, I can't?"

Ye Shanshan frowned and stomped her pretty willow eyebrows: "Forget it, I won't go shopping."

Fang Jinning didn't even bother to take a look at Hu Zheng's disappointed and angry face, and rushed to find Meng Hai as soon as the work bell rang.

It was the first time he came back to Meng's house after jumping in the queue for two months.There are six people living in the two-and-a-half-room adobe house: Meng Hai's eldest brother and his family of four live in the big house, Meng Hainiang leads the youngest son in another house that is slightly smaller, and the remaining half is a firewood house.Eldest sister Meng Hai married a long time ago, so she will come back once a month or two.Meng Hai doesn't live at home either. He lives in the team's warehouse, which happens to be guarding the door.Mrs. Meng looked very old.Meng Hai was supposed to have a second elder brother and younger sister, but unfortunately none of them grew up.Speaking of this matter, Mrs. Meng waved her hands and wiped her tears: "Fate is cheap! Who doesn't have a few children who are poor?"

"What the hell! Why are you talking about this to others?" Sister Meng finished Fang Jinning's haircut and brushed the dregs of hair on his neck, "Get a basin of water and then wash it?"

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

Sister Meng swiftly brought a basin of hot water into the courtyard, and an empty bucket stood beside it.Fang Jinning saw a ladle floating in the basin, but didn't understand what it meant.

"One pot is fine, there is no need to refill it twice." Meng Hai said.

"What's there in the city... Is there running water? People don't have to carry water, so how much less trouble is it than us?" Sister Meng was busy in front of and behind the house, and Fang Jinning said, "It's not a problem, why are you so energetic? wash."

Fang Jinning didn't know what to do.Meng Hai came over: "Low your head, I'll pour water on you."

It's the end of November, and even though it's not the beginning of the winter season, people can't stay outdoors.Meng Hai stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water first, and went back to the house to bring the thermos pot and add some hot water.This treatment made Fang Jinning so beautiful, she immediately moved to the top of the barrel and bent over to pose.If the barrel could talk, be sure to tease him: Don't stay, Halazi!Before the water poured up, the neck was cooled first.Meng Hai said: "Tuck the collar in, it should get wet."

Meng Hai scooped up the water with one hand, only one hand was empty, Fang Jinning hastily raised his hand to turn over his collar.A pair of warmth enveloped a coolness.

"Are you cold?" Fang Jinning asked.

"Just touched the water."

Fang Jinning realized that he had asked a stupid question. When Sister Meng was cutting his hair, Meng Hai was drying his clothes in the yard.He was forgotten by the United States.

"The water won't be hot any longer." Meng Hai took his hand out of his hand, and pressed down on the top of his head, "It's hot and cold."

Fang Jinning never thought that the development of his relationship with Meng Hai would be a hair wash.After washing his hair, Meng Hai already knew that Fang Jinning was eight years younger than him, from a family of intellectuals, and had a younger sister who was in middle school.He said that Fang Jinning's hands were not working at first glance.

"Isn't everyone like this?" Fang Jinning blinked playfully, implying that the students' hands were not the same.

"You are lucky to see it in your hand." Meng Hai put the cigarette rod on again.

"how?"

"The hand that holds the pen. Not tired."

"I'm really troubled now!" Fang Jinning spread out his palm and pointed to the callus he had developed in the past two months.

"Missing to leave?" Meng Hai asked.

"The people here are quite interesting." Fang Jinning shook his head and said, with a look of thought on his face.Big Sister Meng scooped up the pot of water from the stove and poured it out, jokingly interjected: "This young man, which girl have you taken a fancy to? Tell me, Big Sister?"

Fang Jinning was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: "I have to let him know."

"Let's stay for dinner?" said the elder sister.

"Then why don't you want to?" Fang Jinning stared at Meng Hai with flickering eyes, "It would be great if I can join the team leader's house, and let the team leader nurture and improve more quickly." He knew that [-]% of Meng Hai wouldn't say that. really.If Meng Hai really wanted to take it seriously, he was too embarrassed to say it.

The author has something to say: This is actually the sub-cp of an article I locked, but I really can’t write the main cp of that article, so the story of the sub-cp is a short story alone~~

☆, [two]

There is less work in the field in winter, and people relax.The educated youths began to visit each other, asking which village had fellow villagers, which village had old acquaintances, and whose family lived on the same street as that.Cultivating friendship with classmates is even more of a mantra, including elementary, junior, high, and high schools, and kindergartens.All the relationships that cannot be reached at all, at this time, the whole family becomes a family.Fang Jinning didn't think so, he only had Meng Hai in his eyes.Wherever Meng Hai goes, he does what Meng Hai does.People in the village said to him face to face: This kid is hardworking, and he will be rated as a production model in the coming year!

On this day, Meng Hai came back from the brigade secretary's office and announced to the villagers and students that the general battle was about to begin.People in the village chattered, and the students looked at each other, not knowing what the big battle was about.Fang Jinning only looked at Meng Hai and listened to Meng Hai.Meng Hai said: "There are few tasks this year for water conservancy repairs. The men will go, and the women will look after the house and repair the road at the entrance of the village."

For the 20-day work assignment, the educated youths didn't want to go at first. They all knew that they would peel off their skin once they went, and they were free of charge.Later, I was very surprised to see the villagers actively competing one by one.What is beauty?People laughed: what is beautiful? !Is dry food good enough to make?Where can I find such a good thing!Several female students also wanted to join in the fun when they heard this, Meng Hai said: "There are no ready-made houses to live in in that area, and tents are set up on the spot, so wherever you are crowded, you will be there."

When he actually went to the place, Fang Jinning found that the conditions were more difficult than imagined.The temporarily built tents can't be closed except that people can't get out.On a windy night, it whistles like a whistle.Sleeping is also sleeping in Chase bunk.Fang Jinning found someone to change around, and finally changed to the seat next to Meng Hai.He had a good idea at first, thinking that he could have a private conversation with Meng Hai at night, but he was so tired from moving stones and digging earth that he fell asleep every day.Several times, he dreamed that Meng Hai would tuck him in the quilt, and he grinned into someone's arms. In 20 days, he wore out three pairs of gloves and one pair of shoes.

It was almost the twelfth lunar month when the educated youths returned to the village with their hard-won awards.People's stomachs that have been vegetarian for a year are now thinking about meat.After discussing with several production team leaders, can we also pick up waste?

The mobilization meeting was held, but none of the students responded, they all pretended to be dumb, thinking that the behavior of picking up trash was ashamed.The people who Meng Hai promised to go to give them half of the work points are not attractive to them.

"The money from selling scraps goes back to the team, and a pig can always be slaughtered during the Chinese New Year. Don't you be greedy for meat dumplings?"

He raised his hands all at once.

There is a railway about twenty miles away from Mengcun.As soon as it was daylight, everyone set off.Fang Jinning was fully armed, and greeted him with everything he could wear, wrapping himself into a ball.He nearly broke his leg when he heard the train move.Seeing that Meng Hai was still wearing his usual padded jacket, with his neck open and his ears sticking out, his heart ached.He ran over to stare at Meng Hai and asked, "Why don't you wear a hat?" He didn't notice that he said "what" now.

"No need." Meng Hai said, "It's colder than this in previous years."

"Your ears are red!"

"It's not in the way..." Before Meng Hai finished speaking, a student in front called him, saying that he found a road of cinders and didn't know if he could pick them up or not.

"Pick it up. Pick it up and give it to the team to deal with."

Fang Jinning loved the tone of his decision.Not only his tone of voice, but Meng Hai frowned and took a puff of cigarette, gnawed his mouthful of steamed buns with his chopsticks, and even the sweat from swiping his arms to work made his heart itch.How to do it?Fang Jinning has nothing to do with himself, he has never been so fascinated by anyone.In front of Meng Hai, his body always reacts before his mind.He followed up again, took off his scarf, and wrapped it around Meng Hai's neck without any explanation.

"Give it to me. What are you doing?" Meng Hai was about to pull it down, but he pressed his hand, and said, "Don't pick it up." Meng Hai didn't move, and asked him after a while if he was hungry .He didn't shake his head or nod his head, and sighed with a drawn-out voice like a child's mouth: "It's so hard to eat meat..."

"It's still a few months to celebrate the New Year. Maybe I will let you go on vacation."

"Have a holiday?"

"Look at what the team said. In previous years, I sometimes had vacations and could go home."

Regardless of Meng Hai, Fang Jinning would have forgotten how much he wanted to go home in the first few days when he came here.He pouted and asked Meng Hai: "Is it because we are all gone, so you don't have to worry?"

"If you don't drink some water and grow up, you won't be able to take root."

"Chairman Mao said that educated youth should take root in the countryside and make revolution."

Meng Hai stopped talking and turned to look to the other side.Fang Jinning was not sure what he was thinking, but only saw his bare hands exposed in the wind.The second time he went back, he deliberately dug out the labor protection gloves he had brought from home and gave them to Meng Hai.

"If you put it on, you can't take it off." Meng Hai put his hands in the sleeves of his padded jacket, and stubbornly refused to take them off.Fang Jinning pulled it out forcefully, and stuffed the gloves in: "Then don't take them off."

"What can you wear forever?"

"I know you want to say that it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. It's not that serious. It's just a pair of gloves. You can wear it if you want to."

People in Meng Village have never seen such a complete scene of educated youth camps. It has been several days since the new year, and not a single educated youth has returned to the city.The streets of the city are full of propaganda that educated youths will take root in the countryside to celebrate the revolutionary Spring Festival, and no one wants to take the lead as a "deserter" and ask others to point out their backs.

This is exactly what Fang Jinning wants, he wants to be the first person to give Meng Hai a birthday present.A month and a half earlier, he had inquired and learned that Captain Meng's birthday was on the first day of the first lunar month.What a big birthday.On the day of thirty children, the educated youth spot was extremely lively.The girls were kneading dough and stuffing, and cutting window grilles around the table; the boys were chopping wood and lighting the fire.In the afternoon, a few people who went up the mountain to try their luck came back happily.One unlucky hare was circulated at least three times.

"How do you do this?" someone asked.

"The hair is gone, washed and put in a pot to cook!"

"Dry cooking will definitely taste bad." The girls hesitated, "Who wants some condiments?"

"Won't you be criticized? The last time you shot two birds, you almost got written for inspection."

"I'll ask the captain for it." Fang Jinning said.

"Are you throwing yourself into a trap?" Hu Zheng stopped him.

"It's Chinese New Year, the captain won't say anything."

When Fang Jinning came back with the ingredients, Hu Zheng noticed that he didn't come back with a bag he took away.In the evening, Meng Hai sent two catties of melon seeds and a bag of dates. The melon seeds were fried at home, and the dates were given by a widowed woman in the village.The aunt has bad legs and feet, and the educated youths love to help others. They often help her carry water and firewood on weekdays.The boys and girls hadn't smelled such a sweet fragrance for half a year, and their faces were smiling like a New Year.

Fang Jinning sat quietly on the edge of the kang with a teacup in his hand and looked at Meng Hai, trying to find a little bit of joy or gratitude from his face.In the afternoon, he went to borrow ingredients and gave Meng Hai the gift he had prepared for a long time.Meng Hai was stunned when he heard the "birthday gift", and didn't make a sound as if he had been bluffed by something.Fang Jinning, a gift giver, was embarrassed to stay for a long time, and said, "You can try later." He ran away in a hurry.

Fang Jinning watched Meng Hai for a long time, from when he asked how the dumplings tasted, to when he lit a pot of cigarettes and sat down to listen to the students talking about the differences in the New Year in the city and in the countryside, to when he got up and was about to leave, he didn't notice anything.Meng Hai seemed to have forgotten about the gift, and his eyes never drifted towards Fang Jinning from the beginning to the end.

This is really unusual.Fang Jinning waited anxiously for a few days, and finally learned the reason from a few village women who came to the educated youth spot to teach the girls how to put on the soles of their shoes.It was he who sent the wrong item.He immediately ran towards Meng's house.Meng Hai was chopping firewood when he saw a figure rushing into the yard, almost smashing through the air with an axe.

"...You give me that thing first, and I'll change it for you."

"What?" Meng Hai's usual expressionless expression.Fang Jinning said anxiously: "Why didn't you tell me that I can't deliver shoes in the first month?!"

"Are you still superstitious after reading those books?"

"That can't be a gift!" Fang Jinning stomped his feet and emphasized, "Give it to me first, and I'll give you something else!"

Meng Hai stood up against the wall with an ax in his hand, picked up the scattered firewood on the ground one by one into the firewood room, and said, "Are those cotton shoes expensive?"

Of course it is expensive, Fang Jinning himself is reluctant to wear it.He just wanted Meng Hai to dress comfortably so he wouldn't get cold.But at the moment, he couldn't care about these things, and his mind was full of thinking about getting the "evil" back quickly, so that Meng Haishun could spend the first month smoothly.

"Did you see it?" Meng Hai raised his hand towards the door of the house. The window of the adobe house was small, so it couldn't let in a few beams of light. Fang Jinning took a few glances before realizing that he was referring to the portrait of the chairman on the wall.

"I'm not afraid of any evil, and I don't believe it either." Meng Hai said as he entered the room, and after a while took out the bag as it was, "I thought you didn't know those claims, so I thought I'd put it on your kang later."

Meng Hai's hand was still in the air, Fang Jinning shook his head and refused to answer: "If you don't believe it, then you can accept it. If you don't accept it, you just hate it."

"Why are you stubborn with me?" Meng Hai gave a rare laugh twice.

Fang Jinning's heart seemed to be scratched by something, and there seemed to be no itch.He lowered his eyelids: "Then you say you don't dislike it."

"Farm feet can't wear this."

"You just hate it."

Meng Hai made Fang Jinning lose his mind, put aside the topic for a while, and asked him to go inside to drink water instead.The eldest brother and his family of four went to visit relatives at his sister-in-law's natal house, and only Mrs. Meng was left in the family.Fang Jinning drank water all afternoon and knew a lot about Meng Hai.

Meng Hai is 27 this year. He had the opportunity to start a family six years ago, but at that time the family was too poor to get the bride price proposed by the woman.Later, he was selected as the captain of the production team, and he did a great job in the past few years. People privately said that he was the person most likely to succeed the position of team leader in the future.Last Spring Festival, the girl who had changed her mind had the cheek to ask someone to come back as a matchmaker.Meng Hai did not agree.

"She has been unable to get married all these years and thinks of us again!" Mrs. Meng held her breath when she mentioned this.

Meng Hai waved his hand, meaning the past, what are you doing so angry?

"Did you swallow this breath without saying a word?" Fang Jinning asked, thinking sourly and resentfully: That girl must be blindfolded, or she has a ghost on her body, a piece of rough jade that she will regard as rotten stone.Regret it!It shouldn't be hers!

"It's the same for anyone else, there's nothing to hold grudges about." Meng Hai said, his tone as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

Fang Jinning looked at the misty face in the smog, and wanted to laugh: If you don't bear the grudge, why don't you turn your head back?At the same time, I was worried: it would be great if he was reincarnated as a girl, and he asked for warmth and looked at each other, and the elm lump also figured it out.Meng Hai looked at the big boss, but actually pretended to be everything in his heart.If he understands his own mind, is it possible not to dislike it?

☆、【Three】

The [-]th day of the first lunar month should have been a day for viewing lanterns, but it is not allowed on the team. It is the same as the tradition of setting off firecrackers and pasting couplets. It was banned a few years ago.

"What's so deserted about the New Year's Eve, I can't see any excitement."

"I really want to go to the firecrackers! Boom, boom, boom!"

"That's New Year's Eve!"

The villagers muttered in unison.Someone from the educated youth suggested: Shall we compete in poetry?Competition poetry is not always the four olds.Immediately, a voice retorted: "Spring Festival couplets are not called stickers, but poems!" The educated youth said: "New poems! 'Millions of heroes cross the river' and such!"

"Okay! Let's do this poetry competition!" The brigade secretary who inspected the work in Xiacun took the lead in applauding.The production teams immediately had high morale.But no matter how you compare, it is always the educated youth who stand out.Compared with the villagers who have only attended literacy classes intermittently for a few days, the educated youth with the worst grades have also attended middle school.In the end, it became a competition between the educated youths of each team and themselves.

As soon as the game was over, the brigade secretary's instructions came down immediately.He asked each team to organize members to start literacy classes and newspaper reading classes again.The village under his rule cannot be so unprogressive.The teachers who teach literacy are naturally the educated youths.Some pricks raised their heads and said that they came to receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants, so why did they stand on the podium?

"Why?" The brigade secretary put on a military overcoat and stood in the middle of the courtyard, raising his hands to close his collar that was blown open by the wind, "Chairman Mao said that we are all from all corners of the country and come together for the same goal The peasants have faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky for generations, but the new farmers in the new era should have a new look. Who does not make progress? Whoever does not make progress is against the policies of the times!"

The literacy class was extremely hot, and those who came late could not even get a seat.After three or five days, a few female educated youths were unwilling, and you pushed me and squeezed you to complain to Captain Meng, saying that the men in the village often said cheap things in class, and then laughed.What are you laughing at?They held back their words, and laughed even more after a while.Meng Hai didn't say anything after listening. When the class started again, men and women were divided into classes.

This leads to gossip.After the Spring Festival, the team members went to work one after another, and the rest of the time had to repair ditches.In the warm and cold weather, Fang Jinning's chilblain all winter became more serious.Meng Hai kept him as the only male teacher in the literacy class, and he was paid for the work points of repairing the ditch by teaching characters and reading newspapers.This kind of thing is the most feared.If the big guys are treated the same, no matter how bad they are, they can complain at most, and do what they should do after complaining; once some individual elements appear, people don't say anything, and no one doesn't care about it.Hu Zheng was the most dissatisfied. Originally, Fang Jinning stood in front of him, but Ye Shanshan would never look at him directly. Now she hated Fang Jinning from head to toe.

Fang Jinning murmured to himself, and discussed with Meng Hai several times: "Why don't I go out to work..."

"What?" Meng Hai always blocked all his follow-up words with one word.In fact, it wasn't the word, it was Meng Hai's unquestionable tone that made Fang Jining unable to say anything else.Besides, he doesn't know how to flatter.

After dinner that day, Meng Hai suddenly came to the educated youth spot to ask everyone to have a meeting.This time he didn't mention "lagua", and cut straight to the point with a serious expression: "I don't understand how you people in the city talk and do things. I'm just a farmer, so say whatever you want. If you have any opinions on any of my decisions, you can raise your hand." Oppose. If you really speak your mind face to face, I will change it."

Everyone soon noticed that his gaze was directly on Hu Zheng.Hu Zheng was guilty of being a thief, and he raised his voice loudly without pretending to be self-confident, which meant that he was not the only one present, and everyone present had an opinion on the matter of Fang Jinning taking advantage of it.

No one said anything.Men and women bowed their heads and looked at each other.Meng Hai said: "Everyone stick out their hands and feet." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. "Put them all out. I'll see whoever has more rot than him, and I'll ask him to stay." Meng Hai pointed to Fang Jinning who was leaning against a wall.

Fang Jinning's heart almost jumped out.He really cared about Meng Hai.How can a person be so fine-hearted if they stab a person roughly, talk in a muffled voice and don't like to talk?When did he pay attention to his injuries?It really hurts!

The village is full of rough people who haven't touched a few drops of ink in half their lives. The pen holders like thin chopsticks are difficult to handle. It takes a lot of effort to write a word, and the paper can pierce several layers.Fang Jinning often grinds a handful of pencils on the brick floor of the small square at the east end of the village in his spare time.It’s a good day, he listened to a few daughters-in-law who took their children out to bask in the sun and do needlework while chatting, listening to them complain that their men spend too much on clothes, they can’t work for a few days, and they don’t have any buttons left two.

Fang Jinning ran away before he finished sharpening his pen. He remembered that the button on the neckline was missing from several of Meng Hai's clothes.He deliberately twisted two buttons of his clothes and took them to the girls' dormitory.Only Ye Shanshan was in the room.He turned his head and wanted to leave, but Ye Shanshan stopped him and asked him what's the matter?

"Is there any needle and thread? My button fell off."

"I'll nail it for you!"

"I'll do it myself. You teach me."

"What's the trouble? I'll nail it for you."

The clothes in his hand were tugged back and forth twice, Fang Jinning said: "If you don't teach me, I'll wait for Xu Hong to come back and find her." Ye Shanshan let go of her hand.

Fang Jinning rushed to the warehouse of the brigade enthusiastically, and found that the buttons on Meng Hai's collar were hanging there intact.He clearly remembered that the neckline was still empty last week, and he was startled: Someone has buttoned it after not seeing him for a few days?Which goblin took advantage of him?He didn't find the wind!

He went round and round to inquire about Meng Hai. Meng Hai was sitting in front of the door rubbing corn, and he couldn't get any better. He said, "Why do you need to make buttons? I did it myself. I didn't have time to work a few days ago."

Fang Jinning's heart fell to the ground, and she really wanted to throw herself on Meng Hai's back and tell him: Except me, no one else is allowed to touch your affairs!

After this day, Fang Jinning came and went to Meng Hai's house more and more frequently.He quietly left more and more traces of himself around Meng Hai, imagining what kind of expression Meng Hai would have when he saw those changes.Meng Hai's drinking cup had been used for many years, and it was so old that it didn't even have a lid. He saw that he immediately replaced it with a new tea mug that was undamaged, untouched, and lacking porcelain, and put it on Meng Hai's table; It was hard to touch when it was not wet, so he went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative when he went to the street again, and bought new towels, new toothbrushes, and soap for Meng Hai; Meng Hai's quilt was not soft enough, Fang Jinning was distressed for two days He didn't know how to play cotton anymore, so he took advantage of Meng Hai's team to go out to work, found an excuse to grind Meng Hai's house key, removed all the quilt covers, bed sheets and pillow towels and scrubbed them, and the cotton wool was also exposed to the sun for a few days.While doing these things, he found that the pairs of shoes under Meng Hai's bed were not clean, so he fetched some buckets of water to clean them all afternoon.Originally, at most, he could sleep in his own warehouse, but after Fang Jinning cleaned it up, the room was so fresh and clean that the room smelled fragrant, and he was reluctant to leave.He threw himself on Meng Hai's bed and lay down on the bed for a long time, regretting again and again: Meng Hai's smell was all washed away by him, and he knew that he should get tired before working!

When Meng Hai came back and saw a big change in the room, he immediately thought of Fang Jinning.He called Fang Jinning out and said, "I'll give you how much."

As soon as he listened to something he didn't want to hear, Fang Jinning immediately pretended to be deaf and dumb, looking up at the sky for a while and looking around for a while, but he didn't answer Meng Hai's fault.Meng Hai said: "You were still writing on the blackboard that day, and you won't get paid for nothing."

"What? Is it okay for me to curry favor with Captain Meng?"

Meng Hai once said that Fang Jinning was stubborn, and Fang Jinning admitted that he was really stubborn in some things.No matter how tactfully Meng Hai expresses that he doesn't want to accept his kindness in vain, he remains the same as before, but sometimes he sighs to himself at night: How long will this hot day last?When will Meng Hai give him an explanation?Even if Meng Hai has been pretending to be stupid, God should always love Fang Jinning, because his eyes and heart are all swaying with Meng Hai's ups and downs, give him a chance to face Meng Hai. Bar!

Soon it was the wheat harvest time, and the educated youths were exhausted.After a hard fight, everyone couldn't lift their arms or legs, and their muscles and bones were all broken.After lying down for two days, the village set up a stage to show movies, and the young people came back to life.Since entering the village, the educated youths have never enjoyed such serious entertainment.On the day of the movie, everyone had dinner early and gathered in small groups in small squares.

Fang Jinning received a letter from Ye Shanshan that afternoon, and he knew what it was without reading it.He walked back untouched.This broke the girl's heart.Hu Zhengyuan wanted to sneak in and be a "confidant big brother", but in return Ye Shanshan's face was three times colder than usual, and finally ran away crying.The people in the village didn't know why, so they all thought that Hu Zheng had bullied him, and called him to chase him.He smiled inscrutably, not intending to clarify anything.How good is it to misunderstand everyone?Women are afraid of bad reputation, but he is not afraid of it.How many false stories in the world are passed on in such a muddle-headed way to become true?Everyone thinks that, and it's true if you don't admit it.

That night Fang Jinning was extremely restless, it seemed that Ye Shanshan's letter disturbed his heart.He couldn't hold back the restlessness in his chest more than ever before, as if he made it clear one day later, Meng Hai would belong to someone else.

More and more people gathered in the small square, Meng Hai was chatting with people, and his eyes searched the crowd three layers and three layers.He casually asked why Fang Jinning wasn't here?The educated youths said that Fang Jining had an upset stomach, so he went back to his room and lay down.Meng Hai took the first step in the name of visiting a doctor, and when he arrived at the courtyard where Fang Jinning lived, he didn't see any ghosts.He searched for many places in the dark along the path, and finally found a person under the wall of his own house.

"What are you doing here?"

"Captain Meng." Fang Jinning raised his head and smiled.

"Have you taken your medicine?"

"What kind of medicine do you take?"

"Isn't it because you have a bad stomach?"

"Have you asked someone about me?"

Meng Hai glanced at him, didn't answer, took out his key and opened the door.Fang Jinning got up and stomped on his numb legs, limped into the house, and asked again: "Captain Meng, are you here to look for me?"

Meng Hai still didn't answer, lit the lamp and said, "Don't call me that if you don't have a meeting."

"What's that called?"

"I'm older than you, just call me brother."

"What's the benefit of calling me brother?" Fang Jinning walked closer and looked at him obediently.

"It's no good." Meng Hai turned around and left behind.

"Then why do I call it?"

"It's fine if you don't call."

"elder brother."

Meng Hai sighed and laughed, "You students in the city have such a strange temper."

"What's wrong?"

"........."

"What are you talking about, bro?"

"........."

The more Meng Hai became silent, the more Fang Jinning felt that the atmosphere was moving in the direction he had been expecting for a long time.He watched as Meng Hai lit the pot of cigarettes by the light of the oil lamp, walked away and squatted on the threshold to smoke.He didn't follow, but sat on the kang and waited with a smile on his face.After Meng Hai finished his pot of cigarettes, he waved and said, "Brother, come here."

"What are you doing? It smells like smoke..." Meng Hai avoided his approaching face.

"Do you want to kiss me?" Fang Jinning asked, suddenly no one thought of it.

Meng Hai looked at him motionless.Fang Jinning couldn't bear it anymore, stretched his arms around Meng Hai's waist, and pressed his forehead against Meng Hai's lips.He was trembling nervously, afraid that Meng Hai would push him away in a fit of anger.

Meng Hai never moved, and let him hug him for a long time.Fang Jinning gradually felt the warmth on his forehead begin to move, slowly downward.The corner of his mouth curled up, and his hands also raised up, tightly hugging Meng Hai's neck.That's great!Better than a dream!

☆、【four】

Fang Jinning is stubborn on some things, but also very sensible on some things.There was no need for Meng Hai to remind him, he never relied on the kiss with Meng Hai, and because of his close relationship, he was mixed in the production team to enjoy special treatment.He should go to the ground as usual, he should go to work, and he will never lose his enthusiasm.He didn't want to cause trouble for Meng, and didn't want Meng Hai to be tough in front of everyone because he treated him differently.He should support Meng Hai more than anyone else.

"Do you really want to be a pacesetter?" Meng Hai sometimes teases him like this.

"What? I'm not qualified?" He raised his brows and curled his mouth, flirting in a flirtatious way.At this time, Meng Hai would always walk away first, and then come back to stare at him after a while, meaning: Be careful, there are only people!His heart felt even more itchy, and he wished he could get entangled with it as soon as he dropped the hoe.Whoever likes to watch tell him to watch.

Being alone with Meng Hai is what Fang Jinning looks forward to the most every day. It is more indispensable than eating and sleeping on time.Meng Hai didn't know whether it was because he was shy or he was not used to the new relationship, but every time he was still as indifferent as before.He laughed more than in the past, and his sentences became longer and longer, but he never touched Fang Jinning with his hands.Fang Jinning had to take the initiative to get into his arms before he hugged his arms tightly in response.

"Tell me, am I okay?"

"it is good.