When Lin Wenxi passed by the former site of the township government compound, he shouted that he had to get out of the car.
"I'll go in and have a look, go in and have a look," Lin Wenxi shouted loudly.
"What's so good?" Lin Ziwei suddenly became angry.
Lin Wenxi pressed down the car window with a crash, stretched his neck and got out. Hongxuan was anxious, leaned on the roadside, braked to a steady stop, unlocked the car, Lin Wenxi backed away and ran out, Lin Ziwei fell Didn't catch it.
"Hongxuan, what's going on?" Lin Ziwei softened his tone and asked.
"Viagra, I watched this child grow up. This place was where Wen Xi spent his happiest time as a child. Besides, it will be demolished soon, so it's just a thought for him to have a look at." ." Hongxuan said.
"You're getting up, mother-in-law." Lin Ziwei was a little unhappy.
"Hey, Wenxi sometimes calls me second daddy, so I have certain rights to discipline him." Hongxuan smiled sheepishly.
"I agree too." Huang Xiya said with a smile, opened the door and got out of the car, and went to look after Lin Wenxi.
Lin Wenxi walked into the courtyard in a daze. He was in the innermost room on the right side of the corridor on the first floor. Here, he had spent nine years of his childhood. It had been another nine years since he had been apart. When he walked in here again, he only vaguely felt that he was I became that young kid again, four or five years old
Familiar white walls and red painted corners, familiar wooden doors with yellow mottled paint and a light blue screen window inside. All the furnishings in the room have changed, or in other words, even if they haven't changed, Lin Wenxi can't remember what they looked like in the old days. He walked along the smooth bluestone floor to his childhood bedroom. Now it seemed that the bedroom was much smaller than before, but the corner was still spacious. There were messy carbon wood drawings in the corner, and the wooden sticks were carved with mud. None of his words were cleared up by his parents.
"A frog has four legs..."
"I'm 7 centimeters tall." In fact, it should be 70 centimeters. Lin Wenxi's childish strokes made him laugh and cry.
"My name is Yuanyuan."
Lin Wenxi's eyes fixed on the last line of the big words "My brother is Fang Fang, he will protect me"
My heart was suddenly startled, and my scalp felt numb. It was as if time had quickly reversed, and he had shrunk back to the child less than one meter tall. He was holding a charcoal pen and writing messily in the corner of the wall. But deep down in his heart, there must be the truest and purest desire. And the two neat little words "will do" at the end of this line are exactly the promises Fang Fang calmly watched him write at that time.
Lin Wenxi reached out and touched the two words gently, afraid that they would be wiped away, but she wanted to touch them hard, but for a moment, she couldn't help herself.
Memories of childhood grew like wild grass. From the first time Fang Fang was pulled out to play behind the door, to Fang Fang wiping her tears after being scolded by her father, and to all the seasons with distinct four seasons, he was by his side. For more than a year, the two seemed to have never been separated. Who knew that once they separated, there was very little news, and they had no contact for fourteen years. By the way, the poplar tree I saw when I first came in was tall and slender with green leaves. Could it be that it was planted with him
The trunk of the birch tree there is more than thirty centimeters long. Looking at the place where it was planted, it was planted with Fang Fang fourteen years ago. At that time, he didn't know how to plant saplings, so he actually tried to bury the whole sapling under the soil, which made him anxious to death.
"This is not a seed, why did you bury it like this?" Fang Fang would say to himself at that time.
Lin Wenxi laughed dumbly. When this tree can enjoy the shade, I will come back and count the stars with you.
Every summer from now on, I will circle the tree, hoping that it will grow up quickly. I will even compare its height with the tree, hoping that it will grow up quickly.
You can hide yourself under a tree to enjoy the shade. But later I realized that while the tree was growing taller, I was also growing. The birch tree had just grown to be as tall as myself, but I had to follow my father's job transfer and go to the county town. Gradually, I forgot everything.
Lin Wenxi opened his eyes wide and looked at the man under the tree with some disbelief.
The child who liked to be independent with his hands behind his back suddenly turned into the boy in front of him, wearing a flaming red short-sleeved shirt and jeans, as tall and tall as a birch tree. He is handsome and unrestrained, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, and a carved chin. He is not as mature and wise as a twenty-year-old young man can be. It is all reflected in his hale and shining eyes, which remain unchanged. , that is the faint smile at the corner of the mouth that is half caring and half helpless. No wonder, no wonder that when I first met him, I always felt a vague sense of déjà vu. It turned out that all this had changed over the years, but it had never changed when facing Lin Wenxi now.
"It's you..." Lin Wenxi had no evidence, but he identified Zhao Yuan standing under the tree. He must be the person he had missed for more than ten years, standing in front of him unexpectedly, as if his long-cherished wish had finally come to an end. As if it had to come true, Lin Wenxi had no idea what to do, and tears burst into her eyes.
"Let's go." Lin Ziwei saw that Huang Xiya was trying every possible means to urge Wenxi to no avail, so he couldn't help but get out of the car and pick him up. Without saying a word, he grabbed Lin Wenxi's hand and pulled him to the car.
"I'm not a child anymore, I've already celebrated my eighteenth birthday," Lin Wenxi roared.
"It's useless to talk more." Lin Ziwei dragged Lin Wenxi and ran to the car.
"Uncle Lin, I want to stay in Wenxi for a few more days. I admire him very much and treat him as my own brother." Zhao Yuan couldn't help but said eagerly. He was still out of breath, sweating profusely, and looked at His face turned red.
"You treat him as your own brother, so you shouldn't have collaborated with him to deceive us, and you shouldn't have allowed him to use his grandfather's name to donate money to classmate Zhao Yuan. You are very smart and capable, and you will have a bright future. My uncle hopes that you will Take good care of yourself. Wen Xi still needs to cultivate his moral character so that he can better distinguish between right and wrong. Don’t be in a hurry when classmates get together. We still have many things to do, so you should go back first and help me thank your uncle for his kindness." Lin Ziwei softened his voice slightly and said, The tone is not angry and authoritative.
"Fang Fang, Fang Fang..." Lin Wenxi shouted loudly to Zhao Yuan, but her voice gradually faded away.
"Fangfang" Zhao Yuan looked around and saw no girl, so he could only watch Che Juechen drive away in a daze.
"He was my childhood playmate, Fang Fang, the boy who often played with me, do you remember?" Lin Wenxi was there all the way.
Huang Xiya thought for a long time and said, "Your father and Uncle Hongxuan were often away on business trips at that time, so I probably didn't see him much. I was also very busy, so I really didn't have much of an impression."
"But you should remember that playmate's name is Fang Fang." Lin Wenxi asked hopefully.
Huang Xiya shook her head and said: "You did have a good partner at that time. It's been more than ten years. I really can't remember his name and appearance, but his name is definitely not Fang Fang, and he is next door. He is a kid from a relatively wealthy family, so he doesn't look like a classmate like you."
"Then, is that family's surname Zhao?" Lin Wenxi asked again.
Huang Xiya shook her head: "Mom is old and I really can't remember. I have only met the child's mother and little sister Liu a few times."
"Then... what about Liu? Auntie, are you good at cooking and frying fish?" Lin Wenxi asked, holding on to her last glimmer of hope.
Huang Xiya shook her head apologetically.
"I asked you to chase our ancestral home and find our ancestors before, but you were not so active." Lin Ziwei couldn't help but feel a little angry again.
Lin Wenxi lowered his head and was speechless all the way.