The mountain disappeared, but the distant one can only be vaguely seen, and there is a mountain range far away.
The sky is no longer blue, but a fiery red, because it is dusk.
At dusk, with the afterglow of the setting sun, it is scattered on the earth, covering a county like running water. The city wall of this county seems to have been standing for many years, revealing a touch of vicissitudes, but also allows people to see the peeling of the wall and the stained years. Mark of.
On the city wall, a few soldiers leaned lazily on the side, sometimes chatting and laughing in a low voice in the courtyard of the city. During this period, a few new girls came, and the laughter came with good expectations for life.
Below the city gate, a convoy was lined up with long queues, slowly moving towards the city amidst the neighing of horses, the waving of whips, and the sound of yelling.
Even though it is the setting sun, the fiery feeling still permeates the whole world, as if it has become a steamer, to roast the earth without wind and rain.
Yes, it's just hot.
The city is not big, it's just a county seat. The crowds in twos and threes on the street are constantly fanning fans with fans, and sometimes there are several sounds cursing the weather.
The most lively thing is the teahouse. The entrance of a bowl of herbal tea seems to be able to dissipate some of the heat. In this hot summer evening, talking about Zhang's shortness has become the most talked about in this season.
In addition to the teahouse, there is also the courtyard in the county seat, where the rich go, so many men often cannot help but look up when they pass by. If they can see those leaning against the wooden windows, The well-dressed girl will surely become hot in her heart and feel that the weather is more uncomfortable.
If there is a mother-in-law next to her, the mother-in-law must be agitated at this time, pulling her own man and quickly walk away. If she encounters a pungent one, she might even curse at the slutty laughing girl by the wooden window. A few sentences.
In the legend of the county town, the girls in the courtyard are like flowers and jade like evildoers. In the courtyard, there are a lot of ice cubes in every room, and there are also well-behaved little maids holding fans for the rich man. We fan the cold wind.
In the legend, there are many food and wine in the courtyard... That is the place that every man yearns for, or girls, or wine, or ice cubes.
"In short, this is a good place!" Meng Hao squeezed his fist fiercely, and whispered to the two teenagers around his age who were about twelve or thirteen years old, and spoke very seriously.
"You two are still loyal!" Meng Hao patted the two teenagers beside him, one thin and the other fat. At this moment, both of these teenagers looked agitated, but they seemed to be a little shy.
"Tomorrow, Xiaoye, I will go to the private school. From now on, I will pass on the name of the No. 1 bully in Donglai County to the two of you. Remember, don't lose the name of Xiaoye!" Meng Hao is very serious. Looking at the two, it was like the ancestors of the sect arranged the inheritance, faintly still carrying sacredness.
If...their location also contains sacred words, then these words will form a better momentum, but unfortunately, the three of them at this moment are lying on a wall, looking inward from time to time.
The top of the wall is the back wall of the county courtyard. There is a courtyard in the wall. Not far away is a two-story attic, which is connected to the building in the front yard. There are male and female figures, and there is a faint voice of talking and laughing.
"Master Fang, don't worry, the name of the No. 1 bully in Donglai County will always be yours. We, the second and third bullies, will definitely help you keep your name!" The chubby boy, with freckles on his face, At this moment, he spoke loudly, and the thin boy beside him nodded excitedly.
"Okay, I can trust you, but there is still a need to vote for the name certificate. Today is the time to test you. Look forward to it. Someone will come out and I will throw bricks to the young master!" Meng Hao looked at the two seriously At a glance.
In the hands of the three of them, each of them was holding a big brick.
"This damn guy, dare to find my favorite little peach red, I have to see with his own eyes, who is it, dare to find my little peach red!" Meng Hao gritted his teeth and stared at the second floor of the yard. building.
"Little Taohong agreed to me. When I grow up, I can go to her to sleep, but this damn bastard who doesn't know who dares to bully Xiao Taohong!" Meng Hao's breathing was rapid, and his heart was furious. His appearance fell in the eyes of the other two teenagers around him, and suddenly turned into strong admiration.
"As expected, our eldest brother, the number one bully in Donglai County, unexpectedly has a friend. In the entire county town, which twelve-year-old boy can have!" The two looked at each other, secretly saying in their hearts, their expressions even more. Fanaticism, it seems to them, to be able to enter this legendary courtyard, to have a friend in it, this is a great skill, and they feel particularly proud and proud to say it.
Soon a stick of incense passed, the evening faded, and the bright moon was about to rise. The door of the second-story building in the courtyard was opened. A gorgeous girl supported a somewhat drunk middle-aged man and walked out together with a soft laugh. .
The moonlight was not deep, the sky was a little dark, and it was not clear and specific, but Meng Hao recognized the little pink at first sight, and immediately his eyes were red, and he roared immediately.
"Battle bastard, I'll kill you, little master, dare to find my little Tao Hong!" Meng Hao roared, and immediately threw the turning head in his hand over, and the two teenagers next to him also violently turned their heads. Threw it over.
"Master, I... huh?" Meng Hao was about to rush over, and suddenly his body trembled, but he saw the somewhat drunk middle-aged man in the courtyard before, avoiding three turning his head, raising his head angrily, and taking a look at it. After arriving at Meng Hao, he was slightly taken aback, but soon became more angry.
"Little bastard, you are going to rebel!" Meng Hao shivered at the words of the middle-aged man.
"Father..." His anger was extinguished in an instant. If he was showered with cold water, he immediately jumped off the wall and ran away. At this moment, his two companions seemed to have their calves drilled and their faces pale in fright. They also hurried away.
"It's over, Meng Hao's father is the former first bully in the county. As a head-catcher, he kills people without blinking..." The two teenagers turned pale and hurried to escape.
Until the three of them disappeared, the middle-aged man in the yard was actually laughed angrily. This scene of his son grabbing Lao Tzu made him both angry and funny.
"This little bastard has no learning and skill, just send him to a private school!"
In the middle of the night, Meng Hao wandered around, sighing again and again, and returned to the door of the house, looking at the brightly lit house, Meng Hao frowned.
"How could it be my father... Mother, you left early, otherwise, how could it be like this, I will scream for you!" Meng Hao's eyes rolled, and he just opened the door of his yard, and immediately started crying.
"Mother, I miss you!"
"Mother, you entrusted me with a dream last night and asked me to go to Xiao Taohong's place..."
"Mother..."
"Shut up!" An angry voice came from the room immediately. The door was pushed open. Meng Hao's father, the middle-aged man, frowned at this moment, looking at Meng Hao helplessly.
"Don't pretend, don't go to bed, tomorrow morning I will take you to the private school to pay respect to Mr. Meng Hao." The middle-aged man glanced at Meng Hao.
"I'm not going, I'm going to study, the people in the city are laughing at me!" Meng Hao stepped back and said loudly.
"You bastard, how old you are, a fellow..." The middle-aged man frowned, walked a few steps quickly, grabbed Meng Hao who was about to run away, and slapped it against Meng Hao's ass. I took a shot.
There was a popping sound, it sounded loud, but actually, when it fell, Meng Hao didn’t feel very painful. It has been like this since childhood. The father and son depended on each other for life. Every time he made a mistake, his father seemed harsh, but Not willing to hit hard.
"If there is anything wrong with studying, learn to respect the teacher and respect the truth, and learn about human relations, do you go or not!"
"I'm not going!" Meng Hao said loudly, but his eyes were moving quickly.
"You..." The middle-aged man raised his right hand high.
"You won't look for Xiao Taohong anymore, I'll go... You don't care if you find someone else, you can't find Xiao Taohong!" Meng Hao said quickly, for fear that his father would be hit hard.
The middle-aged man couldn't laugh or cry. He raised his right hand and put it down on Meng Hao's head. He rubbed Meng Hao's hair without any effort.
"Okay, you kid is not too old, and you have these flowery intestines. Dad will not look for Xiao Taohong in the future, and keep it for you. Later, when you grow up, let her be your concubine!"
"Really?" Meng Hao's eyes lit up.
"Don't go to bed yet!" The middle-aged man opened his eyes and released Meng Hao. Meng Hao opened his eyes and smiled. He ran back to the house, took off his clothes and lay down, and had a beautiful dream.
In the early morning of the next day, Meng Hao was still in a daze. He was dressed by his father and wiped his face. He looked at his son, who had obviously not had enough sleep. The kindness that Meng Hao can't see.
Simply hugged Meng Hao directly, as if he was a child, letting Meng Hao, who was still sleeping, rest his head on his shoulder, took a heavy gift, and went out.
The figure of the middle-aged man staggered a little along the way, and it was not easy to hold such a boy and a half.
Half an hour later, when he arrived at the door of a well-known old gentleman in the east of the city, he put down Meng Hao, woke him up, and knocked on the old gentleman's door.
Breathing, Meng Hao, who was left in the yard, couldn't see the house, his father held his fist and begged respectfully.
Not long after, his father walked out together with an old man with white hair. This old man had a vicissitudes of face but was in good spirits, which made this old man seem to have a sense of respect and respect, different from ordinary people.
Especially his eyes were full of depth, as if they contained stars, when people looked at them, as if they would be immersed in them, he stared at Meng Hao.
With this look, it seemed to stare at the previous life and see the next life.
This look seemed to see through the dust and see through the three lives.
This look, like this life, in this world, just to wait for the young man in front of him to come to himself and worship his teacher three times.
After a while, the old man nodded slightly.
"Master is like a father, Fang Mu, I want you to respect your master more than respecting me! If you can't do it in this life, you are not my son!" Meng Hao's father gave his son a deep look. Stepped out of the room door.