Dage

Wei Qian called back on a phone call and said he did so a week later.

I just didn't come back by myself. The old bear did not know where to call the car and drove downstairs to his house.

It was an afternoon on a hot summer day, and San Fat was eating a belated lunch at home alone: ​​a bowl of instant noodles.

Local TV stations are broadcasting several unrelated news, such as: warehouse keepers drunk illegally, accidentally entered the cold storage, colleagues on shifts locked as usual, accidentally locked this safe depositor in the cold storage and caused his death.

Xiao Wei, forced by Wei Zhiyuan to write her summer homework, scratched her ears and scratched her cheeks with painful expressions. She sometimes walked away and listened to the news in this ear. She couldn't help asking: "What is a cold store?"

Wei Weiyuan said without looking up, "It's a big refrigerator."

Tong Song Xiaobao asked again, "Whose responsibility is that?"

Xi Weizhiyuan showed a cold smile: "People clicked on the lock, and he entered the cold storage overtime by himself. Of course, it was his responsibility to violate the rules."

Song Xiaobao couldn't understand and said, "Why did he enter the ... overtime ... big refrigerator?"

Wei Weiyuan said in a pun, "Who knows? It's probably sick."

Bian Song Xiaobao thought about it and commented, "Well, the first time I heard that a person can freeze to death, wouldn't it be cold if he didn't jump?"

Wei Weiyuan finally looked up at her and turned off the TV with the remote control.

Wu Xiaobao spit out his tongue, and bitterly bowed his head to continue his homework.

Wei Weiyuan looked at her for a moment, wondering, "She was born to a mother with her brother?"

That is, at this moment, Mr. Xiong Xionghua, who had become a dark black **** egg, got out of the car and stood downstairs in Wei Qian's house. First, he bent down and fixed his collar and hairstyle in front of the window. Then stood up straight and rushed upstairs and shouted, "Is Mr. Tan here? Is Mr. Tan Fish here?"

The window next to him was pulled down, and Wei Qian's voice came from inside. His respect for the future "Fortune Road" had been wiped out in months of unreliable trips. Wei Qian said politely: "Call him what he is doing? Can you help me to death, silly?"

Comrade Xiong Xiong whispered slowly, "I accept your suggestion to exercise more in the future, but as far as my current physical strength is concerned, I'm afraid I can't even carry a gas tank, let alone your elderly people."

Wei Qian was angry, and after a while, he said weakly, "Don't call him his name, be careful he's in a hurry with you."

The old bear asked politely: "Oh, how do I call it?"

Wei Wei Qian: "... Three fat."

The old bear nodded, straightened up, and politely shouted upstairs, "Is Mr. San here?"

Wei Qian in the car turned his head silently.

Fortunately, the three fat fat talents were different. When I was at home for lunch, I heard so many "Mr. Three", but he could quite understand the spirit and threw down the chopsticks, and leaned out his window: "Call me? "

Wei Qian pushed the car door weakly and waved at him downstairs, "San Brother, come down and help me."

Three fat puppets narrowed their small eyes, and looked calmly for a while, panicking and said, "Mama! Brother! Humble child! You didn't mean to follow a" stupid person with a lot of money " "Is the potion medicine gone? Why do I look at you like I went with Mai Maiti Yakitori! How did it turn into this color?"

"People who are stupid and rich with money" stood so silently and listened.

I heard the sound of the third-floor window being pushed to the side suddenly. The man who opened the window was too strong. The window "suddenly" hit the wall and bounced back.

Wei Zhiyuan: "Brother!"

The young man's voice in the period of change of voice almost broke, Wei Qian raised his eyelid and scanned him: "Soul?"

He is no better than the old bear. There are only two places in the whole face that are white-teeth and white eyes. But in Wei Zhiyuan's eyes, the appearance of this black charcoal head is like a magic lamp of Aladdin. That lighted up his entire life ... Of course, due to the strange nightmare, a small shadow appeared under this magic lamp.

Granny Wu Song was not at home during the day, and Wei Zhiyuan, Xiaobao, and San Fat hurried downstairs. Only then did he know why Wei Qian had been sitting without moving, and he was plaster cast on one leg.

When San San looked at it, his eyes widened: "This ... this will not affect your school? Is it heavy?"

Before Wei Qian had time to speak, the fat-headed fish and old bear opened their mouths as quietly as they could read the scriptures: "No, it hurts his muscles and bones for 100 days, and he has about 50 days left, considering that his skin is thick and thick , It should be removed next month. "

Wei Qian stood up with three fat hands on one leg, and waved at the old bear: "Okay, you can roll, countdown."

Lao Xiong said shyly, "Look at me for the sake of being born and dying together. Keep me for a few days, let me slowly."

Wei Wei Qian: "A local earthquake happened in your house?"

Lao Xiong said more shyly, "Smile, there is a Hedong lion in the family, and I haven't called the insider for so long. The fool is a bit afraid of her biting me."

Twenty-three fats listened to the music: "Brother, you can't hide fifteen from the first day. Real warriors dare to face the miserable life, let's go back and give the leader a knee-jerk!"

Lao Xiong smiled and said to him, "I'm not a real warrior, I'm just a" stupid man with a lot of money "."

San Fat: "..."

Wei Weiqian: "..."

He Sanfa responded, his face was all blue, he gave a cough, and gave Wei Qian a serious look—this boy didn't even wake up.

He was so angry that Shen Dantian bent his legs, took a step, patted his shoulder and said to Wei Qian, "You ... oh, come on."

Yun Sanfei carried Wei Qian back, still grieved and said, "My broad shoulders are still a virgin land. It is reserved for my future daughter-in-law, and it will be cheaper for your grandson ..."

说 He said, looking down at Wei Qian's arm, trying to find a sense of superiority from his painted skin tone, so he laughed and said, "The third brother asks you, can you wash it for a while, can it fade?"

怎么 "Why not?" Wei Qian said coolly, "It will shrink again."

He even had a mood to joke, and San Fat's heart was completely put in his stomach-it was obvious that he was not seriously injured and was in shock.

怂 Old bear this counselling thing, in the end did not dare to go back.

But Wei Qian ’s family has no place, and Wei Qian thinks that Wei Zhiyuan may have had too many psychological shadows when he was a child, and he has always “recognized life”, for example, he looked like an old bear with some kind of hostility.

In the end, the old bear went to San Fat's house-San Fat's parents went out to buy the goods, and they didn't return at night.

The two big flickers flickered together like a pair of contrasting black and white pigs. They went upstairs side by side and had a thought meeting.

Wei Qian didn't even eat a meal, throwing his luggage, he fell asleep in the dark, really motionless, never turned over.

After dinner at night, Granny Song thought about it for a long time before she decided to call him and let him eat two bites before going to sleep. Wei Qian was tired to a certain extent, knowing that someone called him, but could not wake up, and finally lived on him. After enduring the strong will of the old bear for so many days, Wei Qian's corpse climbed up like a zombie, chewing and eating two things without chewing, and then crawled back to lie down.

That night, Wei Zhiyuan wrote his homework at one o'clock in the morning.

He originally intended to use the money from the summer camp to buy a piece of clothing for Xiaobao, and he would not go there. Obviously, he had to revise the plan. The summer camp must go, otherwise his brother would not agree, and he had to leave the previous few days. Complete the extra maths assignments in one go-go to the teacher to check there.

As for Song Xiaobao's bear girl, it seems that he does not need to worry about it for the time being. As soon as the eldest brother came back, she was relieved from the short-term bitterness and sensation of pakchoi, and she was happy again. She ran out to find classmates in the afternoon, and her pocket money was no longer around. Lightspeed bought a new one for herself. skirt.

He closed the book and sat quietly on the chair for a moment to look at Wei Qian. The big brother now looks like the one in his dream that made him throbbing. Of course, Wei Zhiyuan fixed his mind. Four Fingers curled up in the middle of the palms, and they rounded their palms with short nails.

"It's just a dream, it doesn't mean anything," the newly grown teenager calmly thought, "Does the person who dreams of streaking really go to streaking? Is it true that dreaming of overturning a car is really powerful enough to overturn a car? Impossible, if dreams are not ridiculous, no one will use the words "dreaming" instead of "rolling ..." Brother lay in this position for one afternoon and one night. Is the arm numb? "

Wei Zhiyuan thought of this, and walked slowly, gently walking over Wei Qian's shoulder, carefully avoiding Wei Qian's injured leg, turned him over, and moved his head to the middle of the pillow.

谦 Wei Qian's steady breath was not disturbed at all, and passed Wei Zhiyuan's wrist, bringing up a warm breeze.

His silhouette in the dark made Wei Zhiyuan jump in his heart, and he hurriedly retracted his hand, laying on the side of the bed next to the bed in a regular manner into a zombie.

Wei Zhiyuan fell into a strange state-Wei Qian came back to loosen his string-like spirit, instinctively exuded a pleasant tiredness. He should have fallen asleep on the pillow, but he was also said to be no The excitement swayed, and each blood vein was accelerating the flow of Pentium, quietly conveying the dynamic warmth to his skin through the blood vessels.

He couldn't close his eyes.

他 When he looked up at the teenager around him from a young perspective, he used to feel that he was tall and omnipotent, and now the look has disappeared with the change of his perspective.

He found that his brother was just a human being.

And the mortal body of this tiny being, like an ant, has become a mortal body of an African mummy, but it seems like a tornado that swept away the dark clouds and bitter rain in his spiritual world. The sky was clouding.

Wei Zhiyuan was lying face-to-face on the bed, chopping his intricate heartstrings, and holding a magnifying glass to find the mood of the tiny details hidden in the cracks of each of his bones, like a third person floating in the night sky, looking at himself in a high position— -Still full of fear and panic ... Cowardly incompetent self.

Wei Weiyuan came to a conclusion that he thought he was still too weak to need a pillar in a spiritual world like Big Brother.

He decided to clear this pillar out completely.

即使 However, even then, his mood is still not suddenly bright, there is still somewhere in his soul still sticky.

Wei Zhiyuan's anatomy of his soul has stopped here. He seems to be instinctively afraid of the small shadow zone, which seems to hide the truth of the sticky feeling that lingers on him, and is out of self-protection. He sealed the little truth.

Jain is mixed with death, distorted and ridiculous and absurd **** has exceeded the bottom line that a teenager can bear.

"The spring breeze is incomprehensible to the style and blows the hearts of the young people." The juveniles who sing beautifully and move their hearts may not be all light winds and moons.

Wei Weiyuan knew clearly that he was sliding towards an abyss, but he didn't know how to stop it.

Wei Weiqian fell asleep until the evening of the next day.

He staggered up in the fearful eyes of his family, and the whole person became thin into a moving clothes rack, got into the bathroom, opened the water and wanted to take a shower.

The shower structure in his house is very primitive, with two simple pipes connected to a hot water tank and a tap. The tap water comes faster, so every time you open the shower, the water is cold within ten seconds. of.

The desolate water rushed Wei Qian to a shock, and instinctively took a step back, only to remember that he had returned to the plain filled with oxygen bubbles.

睡 He was sore all over his bones and ache. He hung one leg, took a shower with difficulty, and then ate three bowls of rice in one breath. Then he felt like he was alive again.

His hands were covered with various scars from scratching, and he was still flying on the dining table, which did not affect his performance at all.

The old lady Song Song sighed and said rudely, "Why the unscrupulous white-eyed wolf, why are you crazy? Are you going to hang us?"

Where did you go?

I really can't say enough.

Wei Qian was not really anxious for his family. In this way, he ate all the hardships that he could eat, and all the molds that he could pour.

In addition to Wei Qian, Lao Xiong also brought three people, all young and strong guys. Who knows that in addition to one of these guys, the other one is called Xiao Liu, and the other ones have a strong reaction.

Their first stop was at Zaduo County, Qinghai, where more than 4,000 meters above sea level. Wei Qian vomited all the way.

I really vomited my bitter gall. When I was the worst, I couldn't sleep all night. I felt that my chest was pinched by the weight and my temples were pinched. At that time, all of him was envious and jealous of Xiao Liu, but within two days, Xiao Liu died.

In the sorrowful cloud, Xiao Xiaoli's body was awesome and delicious. She had the illusion that she was a copper skin and iron bone. She took a good shower in the small hotel at night. The condition of the hotel they lived in was limited, and the hot water was a little longer. The first half of Xiaoliu took a hot bath and the second half became a shower.

In the evening, the sun went down, the temperature dropped by almost 20 degrees, and it started to burn in the middle of the night. He didn't pay attention at first, thinking it was a normal altitude sickness. Rolling up the crawl, he was taken to the hospital in the early morning, and after a look, the brain edema was severe, and it was too late to transfer, so he had to be rescued in situ.

In the end, I didn't rescue him. Xiaoliu was gone, just twenty-seven.

Since then, Wei Qian and others have not asked anyone to wrap themselves up like a quail every day.

And this is just the beginning, there is a human disaster behind the natural disaster-the old bear himself is a walking human disaster.

He first took Wei Qian and they turned around in the local area. They bought a bit of Cordyceps like the water, and got a general understanding of the market. The local existence, and then the old bear made a decision with a big stroke—go south to Tibet!

At that time, Wei Qian naively did not question the decision, thinking that he had a different meaning, until in a small town south of Lhasa, Lao Xiong saw a pot and decided to walk on foot for the pot At that time, Wei Qian was really aware of the fact that there was a pit in the head of Xiong handsome man.

As they go more and more to nobody's place, the first one is the mobile phone signal, and then the other is the mobile phone.

Sometimes I stopped and rested halfway that day. Some people ate in the car, some people got out of the car and shouted folk songs—oh, that means peeing in the wild.

谦 Wei Qian had no appetite, and just wanted to get out of the car to get ventilated. Suddenly, the old bear who came back conveniently pointed at them with a horrified shout: "Get off! Get off! Get off!"

The expression of the old bear is rarely so stubborn, and his voice is as stern as a broken iron pan scraped by a rotten shovel. When he drills into a person's ear, he almost arouses a sense of pee. , Opened the doors one after another and jumped down.

It was late and fast, Wei Qian was the last one to be dragged down by the old bear, and sat on the ground with his life and death property together, and then everyone gasped and looked at their cars. He fell down the cliff with a loud noise and was gone.

Later, the old bear said that when he went this way, he found that the earth on the second half of the car that had been parked on the side of the road began to loosen. He had a bad feeling at that time, and called out a throat quickly, and everyone jumped off the car. The center of gravity changed, and the loose soil collapsed, and the off-road vehicle that accompanied them all the way was immortal.

I didn't go to the village before, I didn't go to the store after, two eleven roads at my feet.

Wei Qian asked sincerely, "Boss Bear, can you reiterate once again, what are we doing so miserably on this road where the birds don't shit?"

Boss Xiong, the bastard, said sincerely, "Buy the pot."

Wei Qian said the truth: "You are a big fool!"

The big idiot took a group of little idiots and lost contact with the outside world. Fortunately, there are occasional Buddhist followers on the Sichuan-Tibet line who walk from Sichuan Tibetan area to the pilgrimage to Lhasa. Some of these people are on the road alone, and there are staring tricycles carrying supplies, Several people were on the road together. Wei Qian and they went for several days with hunger and cold, and finally the Buddha encountered such a wave of Tibetans blessedly.

Although the other party ’s property is scarce and the fixed assets are only a small three-wheeler that requires pedals, it is good to see people. At least they can eat a few stutters. The old Tibetans are experienced and know how to get supplies. Anyway, Did not starve them.

Along the way, a few of them saw a car ride, a wind meal, and a night out. It was really a foreign crime. The old bear joked, saying that these people, don't look at the current mix of rice and rice, it will become a big thing in the future. In the past This is how the Shanxi merchants who went west and the Hui merchants who descended south from the Huihang Ancient Road are begging for life.

No one cares about him, they all want to kill this fat fish.

Later, the old bear bought his pot as expected-it is a kind of stone pot made from soapstone on the cliff of Nanga Bawa, the virgin peak that no one can conquer. The stone is very soft and the nails can scratch. Everything can only be made by hand. Even if Wei Qian is called by the old bear "a country guy who hasn't seen the world", he can see that something is good.

Unfortunately, there are no roads in the local area. When each of them hung a bunch of Cordyceps safflower purchased by local villagers and several large pots, they walked on the ground facing the loess and backed to the heaven and earth. Indiscriminate class hatred.

On the way, it was almost inexplicable. Just like climbing a grassy field across the snowy mountain, Wei Qian rolled down the hillside and broke his leg.

Fortunately, although Wei Qian had no faith in his heart, but had the realm of wanting money and death, he fixed it with a splint, dragged a wounded leg alive, and followed them for a day before he reached someone's place.

There is still no modern communication between the herdsmen and the outside world, but fortunately, the folk customs are simple, and they are accepted. A family who runs a business in Lhasa has a small pickup, but the owner is not at home. Only then rented the car and rushed to Chengdu.

Wei Qian did not get the opportunity to contact his family until he arrived in Chengdu.

After staying in Chengdu for three or four days, the old bear sold the stone pot for nearly ten times the price of the three-inch non-rotten tongue that was almost covered by clouds, and the cost of this trip was fully recovered, and even the remaining money was left. a little.

I also wanted to collect medicinal materials, but the old bear refused them. I didn't sell any medicinal materials—because those things were light and easy to carry, he had better efficiency when brought back to the mainland.

Once Shabu Shabu shot, they didn't stay all day. They set off for Qinghai that night, took away the luggage stored there, and then returned to the ground again and again.

A thousand words are worth a thousand words.

However, Wei Qian faced the young man. In the end, his sense of responsibility overcame his natural nature of the young man who wanted to show something after he died. He just said succinctly: "Nothing, the signal there is not good, it has been unreachable. On the phone, we flipped some things and we could sell some money. You are old, so do n’t go out and do such heavy work in the future. "