Scumbag Handbook

Mo Cheng took out the antipyretics, unpacked them, and asked Xiao Le to take the white pills and take them to Luo Mingxiu. Only then did his fever subside, he broke out in a hot sweat, and he was somewhat awake, but his spirit Not very good.

"I'll take care of him, don't worry."

Mo Cheng brought over hot water, and Liu Yebei picked up a towel, ready to wipe Luo Mingxiu's body, after all, he just broke out in sweat.

"You, what you should do, what you shouldn't do, you know?"

Although Xiao Le believed in Liu Yebei's character, he was still afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

"I know," Liu Yebei waved at them dumbfounded, "I'm not going to let him follow me in a daze, let's go rest."

Mo Cheng dragged Xiao Le away.

Liu Yebei wiped Luo Mingxiu's body earnestly. During this period, when Luo Mingxiu opened his eyes and looked at him, there was boundless pain and despair in his eyes, which surprised Liu Yebei.

"Mingxiu?"

He put down the towel, stretched out his hands to hold Luo Mingxiu's face, and comforted him softly, "Did you have a nightmare? I'm here, I've been here all the time, sleep peacefully, huh?"

Luo Mingxiu just looked at him for a moment before closing his eyes.

Liu Yebei waited for a while, until the other party was asleep, he was relieved, hurried to pour water, came back and locked the door, wanted to go back to his bed, but was worried about Luo Mingxiu.

So he took his own quilt, took off his shoes and slept next to Luo Mingxiu.

In the middle of the night, Luo Mingxiu let out a shrill sound that sounded like crying, which startled Liu Yebei.

"Mingxiu? Are you having nightmares again?"

He raised his hand to touch Luo Mingxiu's forehead and found that he was sweating, so he quickly lit the oil lamp and brought a dry towel for Luo Mingxiu to wipe.

Later, Luo Mingxiu couldn't sleep well, Liu Yebei simply hugged him tightly, and whenever Luo Mingxiu was trembling all over, he leaned over and softly comforted Luo Mingxiu in his ear, with one hand running along Luo Mingxiu's back.

"Is it better?"

"It's much better. I had a dream last night and sweated a lot. It's neither hot nor cold at the moment. I'm fine."

"That's fine, that's fine."

In a daze, Luo Mingxiu heard someone talking outside the door, he just felt a little dizzy and weak.

When he opened his eyes, he heard the door being pushed open, and then Liu Yebei appeared in front of him, "Are you awake? How do you feel? Do you have a headache? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Liu Yebei put down the porcelain cup, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him and asked.

"I'm a little dizzy, and I have no strength," Luo Mingxiu said, his voice hoarse.

"The water is a bit hot. I'll go get a bowl." Liu Yebei brought a bowl, poured some water into it, and fed it to Luo Mingxiu after a while.

Thinking of the other person's eyes and those abnormalities last night, Liu Yebei looked at Luo Mingxiu who was drinking water, and asked softly, "Did you have a nightmare last night?"

"what?"

Luo Mingxiu raised his head in a daze, seeing that Liu Yebei wanted to rub him.

"I don't remember," Luo Mingxiu shook his head, he just felt a burst of relief in his heart, as if, as if he had passed through a catastrophe.

This description is a bit strange, but that's what he thinks in his heart.

Strange.

"It's fine if you don't remember, don't go to work today, just rest at home," Liu Yebei couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and touched his face, "Take care of your body, otherwise I will worry, what will we do in the future?" Contribute to the construction of the motherland?"

Luo Mingxiu chuckled, his clear eyes were full of Liu Yebei's appearance, "Okay."

The disease came and went quickly, and Luo Mingxiu felt light all over that afternoon, and nothing happened.

If Liu Yebei and the others hadn't stopped him, he would have gone to work in the afternoon.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month, and the Qinghe production team seldom snowed in winter, but the wind was bitterly cold, colder than the place where it snowed.

No, the door of the main room of the Educated Youth Center was tightly shut, only the small newly cut window next to it was open.

Because there is a pot of charcoal fire under the table in the main room.

Seven people sat around the table, reading books while feeling the warmth under their feet.

Xiao Le wore the gloves Mo Cheng made for him, although not very active, but warm.

Luo Mingxiu also has one, which was made by Liu Yebei following Mo Chengxue. It is very ugly, but Luo Mingxiu likes it very much.

Wu Zhiqing and the others don't have these, they can only cover it with their sleeves, so that it is not so cold.

"The idea of ​​this question is wrong, you should use the substitution formula..."

"Luo Zhiqing, this reading comprehension, how do you see the deep meaning expressed by the author?"

"Brother Cheng, I think I did a good job, why did I make so many mistakes?"

Everyone was chattering, the courtyard door was knocked several times before Mo Cheng heard it.

"Go ahead, let me see."

Mo Cheng got up, opened the main room door and went out.

The cold wind rushed in with the sound of the door opening, and everyone shivered.

"He definitely did it on purpose!"

Xiao Le gritted his teeth.

"I think so!"

Wu Zhiqing bared her teeth.

When Mo Cheng came back, everyone pointed at him, Mo Cheng was not annoyed, but sat back beside Xiao Le and talked about the person who knocked on the door just now.

"Wang San is getting married, the day after tomorrow, please invite us to have a drink."

"So fast?"

"Why didn't I hear any wind?"

They borrowed the Wang family's bicycles several times, and the relationship between Wu Zhiqing and the Wang family brothers is so good. When they get married, of course the people from their educated youth office have to go.

Gifts in this era are nothing more than their own vegetables, eggs, and if the family's life is easier, they just seal a red envelope of [-] cents or something.

After discussion, the gift from the Educated Youth Institute was eight eggs and a red envelope of [-] yuan.

Educated Wu sent it to the couple. The day before the wedding, everyone went to help with the decorations, and the next day, they went to pick up the bride with Wang San.

Xiao Le and Luo Mingxiu were handsome, and they were begged by Wang San not to stand with him, otherwise they would make him even uglier.

Xiao Le sat next to Luo Mingxiu and had a meal. There were eight dishes on the table, seven vegetarian and one meat.

As soon as the two served the bowl, the bowl of meat was snatched away.

After a moment of stupor, the two looked at each other and finished the meal with a smile.

Back at the Educated Youth Institute, Wu Educated Youth was still talking there.

"This old lady is too powerful. I haven't stretched out my chopsticks yet, and the meat bowl is clean."

"Hahaha, I asked you to serve the rice bowl first, not to pick up the vegetables. I ate a slice."

Wu Zhiqing was immediately unbalanced, and several people were talking non-stop over ordering meat, so that night, Mo Cheng cut up a piece of wind meat, fried it with garlic sprouts, and cooked multigrain rice.

"eat!"

Liu Yebei stretched out his chopsticks first, and put two pieces of chopsticks in the bowl for Luo Mingxiu. Luo Mingxiu's ears turned red, and while no one was looking at them, he lightly touched Liu Yebei's heel with his foot, and said in a low voice.

"You eat yours."

Liu Yebei smiled at him, and Luo Mingxiu couldn't help smiling too.

After Xiao Le saw it, he looked at Mo Cheng sourly.

Mo Cheng had already picked up two chopsticks for him, and now he is picking up the third chopstick. Xiao Le likes to eat garlic sprouts, so what Mo Cheng picks up for him is garlic sprouts.

Wu Zhiqing and the others felt that meat should be picked up, and when they were about to pick up meat for Xiao Le, Mo Cheng quickly picked up two pieces of fat and thin meat and put them in Xiao Le's bowl.

"Eat."

With a hee hee, Xiao Le began to eat contentedly.

Mo Cheng held back his smile, and made some vegetarian dishes for him.

There was no work in the field, and it was getting colder and colder. Xiao Le would never leave the gate of the Educated Youth Institute if there was nothing to do.

Mo Cheng and Liu Yebei would go to Tang Lihua's house every two days, either to give each other questions or to correct homework.

Tang Lihua's mind was occupied by questions all day long, and he didn't have time to think about it.

It's New Year's Eve in sight.

The people in the Educated Youth Institute also started to get busy, writing couplets writing couplets, pasting paper-cuts, and cooking.

Everyone has a different division of labor, but each is busy in his own way.

For the reunion night on New Year's Eve, it was natural to eat something good. Xiao Le and Mo Cheng produced three catties of pork belly, Liu Yebei and Luo Mingxiu produced a few bottles of shochu, and Wu Zhiqing and the others produced melon seeds and peanuts.

In the evening, around the table of good food and wine, everyone picked up the wine bowls and touched each other.

"Happy New Year, I wish you all the best!"

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

After eating this meal for two hours, they finished eating and drinking. After cleaning up the main room and the kitchen together, they sat and chatted around the firewood.

It's not about when the college entrance examination will resume in the future, it's about the crops in the field, how many sweet potatoes and potatoes are still burning in the firewood, and chatting until the early morning and pulling some out to share food together.

"I miss my grandpa."

In the middle of the night, they each went back to their rooms to rest. Liu Yebei said it was cold, and insisted on huddling in the same bed with Luo Mingxiu. Hearing what the other said, Liu Yebei touched the back of his head.

"Why don't you go back this year?"

Years ago, Uncle Luo sent another letter, asking Luo Mingxiu to go back to celebrate the New Year.

Luo Mingxiu buried his head in his chest, and said in a muffled voice after a while, "There are many reasons."

"It's okay," Liu Yebei hugged him tightly, "I'll go back with you to have a look when the weather gets warmer."

"it is good."

And Xiao Le is competing with Mo Cheng for wrists.

Already lost three times.

This time Mo Cheng released the water, Xiao Le was not too happy about winning.

"Am I very good?"

Xiao Le said in frustration.

"Food also has its advantages." Mo Cheng leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "I have my strengths, and you also have your weaknesses."

"You have your strengths, I have mine... Mo Cheng, you are finished!"

Xiao Le rushed forward and was soon suppressed, and only got up slowly the next afternoon.

When Xiao Le was nibbling potatoes, Luo Mingxiu glanced at him several times.

"Brother Luo, if you have something to say, just say it."

Luo Mingxiu coughed, moved towards him, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Le, were you bragging before?"

Xiao Le's ears turned red, he pretended to be calm and continued to eat potatoes, "Nonsense, I'm telling the truth!"

"Then why do you wake up so late, Mo Zhiqing is so energetic?"

Luo Mingxiu's voice became softer.

After Xiao Le stuffed the last bit of potato into his mouth and swallowed it, he looked at Luo Mingxiu seriously, "Have you ever seen a cow that was exhausted? When have you ever seen a field that was plowed by a cow?"

... makes sense!

Luo Mingxiu looked at him with bright eyes, "You are really amazing!"

"It's okay, the capital given by God, if you don't use it, it will be wasted," Xiao Le opened his mouth and came, fooling Luo Mingxiu so much that he didn't want it.

As a result, Luo Mingxiu devoted himself to being the "head of the family", which made Liu Yebei "distressed" for a long time.

On the first day of the new year, Xiao Le slept for half a day like this, and spent the rest of the day reading books and doing quizzes with everyone in the Educated Youth Institute.

They were used to this kind of life, and the books on the bookshelves were about to be turned over, Mo Cheng decided to go to the scrap yard to see if there were any good books.

Because it was too cold, Mo Cheng didn't let Xiao Le go with him, but went with Wu Zhiqing.

When they came back, there were more than a dozen books on the bookshelf, and they became everyone's "new favorites."

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the captain held a meeting. Xiao Le and the others listened on the dam all morning with a small stool, and then started work in the afternoon.

The first thing in spring is to dig the ground.

Since Tang Lihua was injured last time, he has been a bit shadowy about this hoe, and his working speed has naturally slowed down, but he is working anyway.

Luo Mingxiu and the others did not urge too much.

It's just that Mo Cheng would ask the other party some questions about geometry problems from time to time, and Tang Lihua stuttered to answer.

"Why did you do so many geometry problems, but still didn't make any progress?"

Xiao Le was puzzled.

"Maybe it's because I've done too much, so I'm even more afraid."

Luo Mingxiu guessed.

"Then he didn't do it for nothing?"

"maybe?"

Xiao Le shrugged and continued to work.

When spring returned to the earth, wild flowers in the mountains and fields bloomed again, and when the wild vegetables were crisp and tender, Xiao Le took Luo Mingxiu to find wild vegetables and brought them back to the Educated Youth Institute for everyone to eat.

That night, Mo Cheng knocked on the table, and said softly to the people sitting around the table: "My high school classmate sent me a letter, saying that there is a new newspaper that is looking for essays and novels. I have written down the specific requirements. Come down, pass it around."

Xiao Le handed the piece of paper with the address of the newspaper and the call requirements to Wu Zhiqing, Wu Zhiqing endured the excitement and copied it before passing it to the next person.

"Whether you can be selected or not depends on your ability. We have studied together for so long. This newspaper is just our opportunity. If we are selected, we will pay some manuscript fees. If we are not selected, we will continue to work hard and work hard to improve. Own."

Mo Cheng roughly told everyone about the works selected by the newspaper in the past, and finally emphasized: "However, we return one size to one size. When we work, we can't be half-hearted, or we will get hurt. That is self-inflicted."

"We know this well."

"Yeah yeah."

"Thank you Mo Zhiqing, and thank you Xiao Zhiqing."

Xiao Le smiled like a little hamster, and waved his little hands, "I'm just a note passer."

However, the news of this newspaper really stimulated everyone's enthusiasm for learning and creation.

But everyone has a sense of proportion, and only starts to think about their own works after finishing what they should do.

A month later, Luo Mingxiu received the first draft fee in his life, eight yuan and eight.

"Cowhide!"

Wu Zhiqing gave a thumbs up.

Luo Mingxiu blushed, "I'm just writing interesting stories about our educated youth institute, novellas."

"Creative! Am I the main character?"

Xiao Le raised his hand and asked.

"Everyone is the protagonist, and you are the first to appear."

Satisfied, Xiao Le glanced at Liu Yebei, very proud.

Liu Yebei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Of course I'm behind you, who doesn't know that you and Mingxiu are as close as brothers."