blazing fire

Cheng Zhuo stood in front of the car facing the sun, watching the dazzling light spot left by the sun on the rear of the car.

The weather is fine today, but the air is a bit cold. Take a breath and feel refreshed.

Early in the morning, the anger of being woken up from the bed was blocked in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down because of the slightly cool air.

This is early spring, and the sky is still cold.

The sound of wheels scraping against the stone brick floor came from behind, Cheng Zhuo didn't look back, judging from the footsteps that it was the woman.

She carried the suitcase to the trunk and put it in with some difficulty.Cheng Zhuo didn't help, and soon heard another person dragging a box behind him.

The corners of his lips curled into a mocking arc, and he counted silently: "One, two, three..."

"Did you break your arm or your foot? You're such a grown-up, you can't carry your own things, so your aunt must rush in and out? Do you know that she is not in good health?"

The man threw something, and there was a sound of breaking wind behind his head, Cheng Zhuo turned his head to dodge it familiarly, and felt a solid soft object rubbing against the base of his ear.

It hurts a bit.

Something flew over his shoulders and rolled to the ground in front of him, twirling and lying down, a bright red neck pillow with the tribe's logo embroidered on it.

The woman brushed her hair down her cheeks with a smile, and walked towards the man: "It's okay, the doctor said yesterday that I need to be more active, how can I not even carry a suitcase—give it to me."

She reached out to pick it up, but was flashed by the man.

"Don't spoil him all the time! He's been spoiled by me, and he's lawless now!" The man spat, looked at the indifferent tall and straight figure, his heart was filled with inexplicable anger, and he slammed the box over, "Myself Give me the things I want to take for myself!"

Cheng Zhuo had just bent down, ready to pick up the neck pillow he liked quite a bit, when suddenly, a force behind him hit his thigh, and his whole body lost his balance, and he threw himself forward——

At a critical juncture.

Instinct made him hold the suitcase backward with one hand, and suddenly stepped out of his short body with one long leg, barely stabilizing his center of gravity.It's just that this stride unavoidably tore the rarely used ligaments, causing pain like tearing the inner thigh of his right leg, and the shoe firmly stepped on his cherished neck pillow.

Cheng Zhuo closed his eyes, his teeth grinding out a sound that only he could hear.

Take a deep breath.

Then, he opened his eyes, stood up, straightened the suitcase that hit him, picked up the neck pillow, dusted it, put it on the suitcase, turned around, and raised his eyes.

Angry eyelids pressed the narrow eyes out of a cold, hard look.

Cheng Zhuo faced the couple and asked calmly, "Did I pack my things?"

The two seemed to be stunned.

"Did I clean it up? Did I ask you to drive me downstairs before dawn?"

As he spoke, his voice gradually rose.

"Is it because I begged you to carry the suitcase, or because I begged that you are not in good health? The root cause of her illness is because I begged you to give birth to Cheng Yuan, or because I begged you to cheat??!?!!!"

The young man's suppressed angry voice echoed in the quiet community in the early morning, and the man's complexion turned pale when he said a word.

Even the slightest bit of guilt from hitting his son with a box just now was exhausted.

The man suddenly raised his hand and slapped him fiercely: "Cheng! Zhuo!"

Snapped!

There was a loud crisp sound, which Cheng Zhuo didn't hear clearly.

The young man's slightly long hair on the sideburns fell to his cheeks with the movement of his head, and his fair skin immediately turned red.Cheng Zhuo couldn't see these things himself, he only knew that his ears were ringing from the blow.

The thin lips pursed into a stubborn arc, and the young man's eyes slowly swept over.

He didn't glance at the woman standing next to him, but only glanced at the furious man.

Contemptuously and arrogantly, he smiled lightly.

Afterwards, he opened his long legs, put the suitcase in the trunk with one hand, walked around to the other side and got on the passenger seat.

After fastening the seat belt, he bit his lip and calmly rubbed the sore flesh on his thigh.

The disgusting men and women were not so disgusting on the first day, nothing else mattered, but it was a pity for his neck pillow.

Cheng Zhuo put the neck pillow on his lap, facing the sun, and looked at the clear shoe prints floating on the plush surface.

The dust is not clean, the neck pillow cannot be removed, and it is not easy to wash.

The peripherals of the game have been discontinued for a long time.

"Damn it." He cursed softly.

……

This is not the first quarrel today, the first quarrel was not long after he was woken up.

From the day he was forced to suspend school, Cheng Zhuo had accepted the psychological preparation that he might encounter all kinds of torture.

The moment his father lifted the quilt before dawn, he was not actually angry.

Just a little confused.

The quarrel was after he got dressed.

He watched Cheng Guangzong gesticulating and asked the woman to pack his luggage for him coldly. He was at a loss for a while, and finally remembered to take his mobile phone and ID card.

That's when the man standing there calling the shots ordered him to hand over his phone.

He told him to roll downstairs without help, and told him to hand over his phone.

A mobile phone is a person's ID card, wallet, address book, diary, etc. Everything about the person's privacy is not privacy.

all.

This is slapping him in the face.

Cheng Zhuo came to this conclusion, and immediately became angry.He had said before that the woman was not allowed to enter his room, but this morning, with the man's permission, she not only entered the room, but also organized his familiar personal belongings into An order he was not familiar with.

The result was a big fight. In the end, Cheng Zhuo was pushed out of the door by Cheng Guangzong, and he smashed his turned off mobile phone at Cheng Guangzong's feet with his backhand.

Anyway, if you don’t let him take it, it’s better——

"Smash him to death, damn it."

Cheng Zhuo cursed again, and watched coldly as the two finally finished their conversation and walked towards the car.

The moment the car door opened, he lowered his eyes.

Of course, Cheng Zhuo would not use the dirty neck pillow again, he was simmering in his heart, and he just stared at the shoe print all the way.

When he was finally angry enough to raise his head, he realized that the street scene outside the window was no longer recognizable.

It looked like he was out of town.

No one spoke in the car, the man was driving in the driver's seat, and the woman was sitting in the back, probably on the left.

No one told him where he was being sent today; no one explained why the woman followed him today.

The morning's lack of sleep and disputes brought exhaustion after the anger gradually receded. In the end, Cheng Zhuo, who had nothing to do, hugged the dirty neck pillow and fell asleep leaning against the car seat.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun had already changed its direction, and the person in the driver's seat was replaced by a woman.

Cheng Zhuo originally wanted to ask where they were going to send him, but he didn't mention it when he saw that it was a woman driving.He had nothing to say to her.

But gradually, the scene in front of me became familiar again.

With strange familiarity.

Cheng Zhuo frowned and thought for a long time, but he didn't think about it until their car passed a train station, and the huge place name on the station reminded him.

"Yang Huai?" Cheng Zhuo turned his head abruptly, "You sent me to Yang Huai?"

Yanghuai Town, located in a neighboring province, takes about eight hours to drive here.

No wonder he was called to get up before dawn, no wonder he saw that the sun seemed to be a little westward at this moment.

Eight hours!

Without his phone, he was completely unaware of it.

"I want to go back." Cheng Zhuo stared at his biological father, "You made this idea because you didn't let me go to school? Is Yang Huai a place for people to stay?"

"What are you talking about, this is your grandma's house! My hometown!" The man's heart fire that had been peaceful for several hours was ignited again, and he shouted, "Do you know how to be polite? Huh? You don't have any elders in your eyes yet? Your grandma Are you not human? Are your aunts and uncles not human? They can all live here, but you can’t? What’s the matter with you being born noble?”

"Guangzong." The woman glanced at the rearview mirror and said softly, "Talk to the child well."

"He has to be worthy of letting me talk!" The man suppressed his anger, "It's up to you if you can't live, anyway, it's a waste of time for you to go to school, why don't you go to your grandma's house to wake up—who are you relying on all these years?" I'm eating and drinking Lazard!"

If it wasn't for relying on Cheng Guangzong to eat and drink, Cheng Zhuo would have left home a long time ago, instead of being brought to Yang Huai as he is now, there is no use for him except yelling.

He was forced to take him to the door of his grandma's house. The dignified man restrained all his temper in front of his mother, bowed his waist and smiled happily.

Cheng Zhuo could barely understand the dialect spoken in Yang Huai Town. Standing at the door, he felt like an outsider.

From the few words he could understand, he guessed that Cheng Guangzong was telling his grandma about staying here for a long time.

He didn't know how long he was going to be here, or why he was here.He is a sophomore in high school this year. If he didn't suspend school, he has just finished all the content of high school and is about to start a comprehensive review stage.He should go to school like Huang Menghui and others every morning with sleepy eyes and cursing, receive a whole day of training, and then look forward to playing a game of basketball or two games on the school playground after school.

instead of here—

Cheng Zhuo raised his eyes and glanced at the two-storey earthen house in front of him, the earthen house nearby, and the unknown plant bushes in the distance.

It was very windy and cold, with bare treetops and dusty low houses, unremarkable dirt roads, unintelligible dialects, the muddy color that seemed to be uncleaned on everyone's faces, and the distant The pig that came screamed, this was Cheng Zhuo's entire impression of Yang Huai Town.

——Not here, like a commodity for sale, standing at the door to accept the occasional scrutiny from grandma, aunt and uncle in the house.

A group of half-grown children ran past him, and when passing him, a courageous little girl stopped and stared at him curiously for a while, then ran away quickly.

They ran from his right to his left, and the whole dirt road was filled with loud laughter.A childish voice with an accent shouted in Mandarin: "Brother Xiaoyu, you found him!"

Then there was a burst of chatter.

"Let you open the pigsty blindly."

"Without Brother Xiaoyu's help, you will be ripped off by your father!"

"Say thank you to Brother Xiaoyu soon! You will cause trouble for Brother Xiaoyu!"

The accents of these children are sloppy, but at least they are Mandarin, and they can generally understand them.Cheng Zhuo boredly pieced together the truth of the matter: a little boy somehow opened the door of the pigsty at home, and the pigs that had been raised for several months ran away, and the person named Xiaoyu helped him find them.

I heard that the price of pork has risen a lot this year. A whole pig is probably very important in this kind of place.

In this way, the person named Xiaoyu really saved the child.

However, it has nothing to do with myself.

The people in the room probably had a good talk. There were his grandma and aunts and aunts who seemed kind to him, as well as the second uncle he didn't like.Cheng Zhuo didn't know what his father said to them, how he described himself, it wouldn't be a good word anyway.

He wants to save face, but at this moment when he can't do anything about his own face, he seems to have no other choice but to be angry and silently accept all the arrangements.

The group of children finished chirping and laughing, and a group of people walked back along the way they ran, getting closer and closer to Cheng Zhuo.

When he heard the childish voice at the beginning, he said embarrassedly: "Thank you Brother Xiao Yu."

Then there was a pig whining that was very close, and a much older voice: "You are welcome. But today I was lucky, and I found it at the bridge to steal it. Next time you do this kind of thing again, I can't guarantee it." I can help you get it back."

This person's accent is not so strong, his tone is mild, and he sounds good-natured.

Maybe it's because the sound is still good.

It could also be the stench of pigs coming from close by.

Or in the door in front of him, that annoying man was coming out with grandma.

Anyway, at that moment, Cheng Zhuo avoided the earthen house and turned his head to look in the direction of the group of children.

The sun was setting towards the west, and the figures under the setting sun began to grow longer.

Even the halo is softer than at noon, enclosing the group of children in the picture warmly.

The man in the middle stands out from the rest of the crowd, at first glance he is about the same level as Cheng Zhuo himself, he walks forward with a smile on his mouth, his backlit face turned to a certain angle that can be seen clearly.

The eyebrows are sparse and the shoulders and neck are straight.

is a teenager.

The group of people walked over in a hurry, the dirt road was so wide, Cheng Zhuo added two oversized boxes in the middle of the road, and he didn't want to, so he just stood there.

Cheng Zhuo actually didn't intend to make trouble for others, he didn't think about anything at that time.

Then I saw the group of people coming to him, and the children walked around him.The big boy named Xiao Yu seemed to be a little surprised by him. He glanced at him and drove the pig through the ditch next to him.

There was no communication during the whole process, he was like an outsider.

Originally an outsider, his painting style is completely different from this dusty village, and the shoes on Guang Chengzhuo's feet may be enough to change his head.

Among the people who walked away, a little girl said that he was handsome, that he was talked about by others, and that he was the diorama of the village.

"You can live here." Cheng Guangzong was about to leave, and brought the woman up to him, and finally explained.

Maybe it's because it's useless to be angry again, Cheng Zhuo somehow doesn't want to be angry now.He was silent for a moment, raised his eyes, and asked calmly and indifferently: "How long will I live?"

The man blew out a cold snort from his nasal cavity: "When will my mind clear up, and when will I come to pick you up."

Sober mind, what is the standard?

He felt that he was quite clear-headed, did the surname Cheng recognize it?

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if he can really meet that standard of sobriety that Cheng Guangzong imagined, he doesn't even have a mobile phone, how can he be notified to come and pick it up?

There are a lot of things to say, and if you want to choke, you will probably be able to quarrel here until it gets dark.

Cheng Zhuo thought of the scene just now, the teenagers and children covered in fluffy halos under the setting sun.

The picture is quiet, warm and infected, and he doesn't want to quarrel right now.

"Money." Cheng Zhuo stretched out his hand and asked his father bluntly, "If you want me to live here for a long time, you must give me pocket money."

That's it, if you give money, you can stay here.

Anyway, he didn't live very happily in that home in the city.

The author has something to say:

When I wrote Pheromone Attraction, I said that the book was a fake Reunion, and I wrote it for real this time.

The demining is all in the copy, I hope everyone can read it.

The article is tagged with growth, neither of them are perfect characters.

Cheng Zhuo is attacking.

The completed articles are all available in the column:

"Bamboo Horse and Heaven Falling He", "Let's Fall in Love, PUBG Today", "Pheromone Attraction [Holographic]", etc.