Rebirth and daily cultivation

March 6, 2015, Jingzhe.

The Lantern Festival has passed, and the bonfires at the farmhouse have turned into ruins. The remaining warmth has faded away, leaving only curls of green smoke and ashes, as if telling the lingering shadow of yesterday.

The winter in Yuzhou is extremely cold. The ground is frozen hard by the cold night air, and the wheat in the fields is covered with frost. It looks even colder under the light of the eastern dawn.

To the north of the bungalow, there is a bamboo forest.

Zhuang Jianhui and his team were wrapped in down jackets and stood in front of the big pit. They were still digging. They dug all night long despite the cold night.

The three cobblers supported Zhuge Liang. They started looking for bamboo rats. They found the bamboo rat's nest through clues and started digging wildly.

Wang Yong Dong shrank his head, he felt miserable!

In order to accompany this group of second-generation people, he resisted all night. Fortunately, his down jacket was from a famous brand and had a full 250g of down content, which was very frost-resistant. However, he felt that he was only 250 now.

"Brother Zhuang, this bamboo rat is so mean. Every time we want to evacuate, it always pops up and pokes around." Wang Yong was puzzled. They had long said they would evacuate, but they didn't succeed.

"It's coming, it's coming." Someone cheered and continued to pick up the shovel to dig holes, and they would definitely catch the bamboo rats.

In the bungalow, Jiang Ning got up early, whistling, and wandered to Chu Chu's house.

He was surprised to find that Xue Chuchu was huddled on the small wooden stool in front of the stove, wearing a black cotton coat.

It looks like the first time they met.

"Hey, the clothes are nice." Jiang Ning smiled, her eyes a little wild.

Xue Chuchu explained: "My previous clothes were easy to get dirty when cooking, but for the time being..."

Jiang Ning: "I understand."

Xue Chuchu said no more and continued to burn firewood and cook porridge.

Jiang Ning whistled next to him again, like a hooligan.

Xue Chuchu couldn't help but ask: "Are you in a good mood today?"

Jiang Ning: "Not bad."

"Um?"

Jiang Ning used his spiritual consciousness to scan the group of diggers in the bamboo forest, and he said happily: "It's nice to have a dog to tease them."

"Huh? Is Xiaoben back?" Xue Chuchu was confused.

Jiang Ning: "It's almost over. The limelight has passed."

Xue Chuchu was speechless for a moment. Does a dog attract wind?

…

When Lin Zida, who stayed at the farmhouse, woke up, he found that Zhuang Jianhui and his group had not returned yet.

He shouted: "Gongjin, let's go and take a look at the situation."

The young master opened the quilt and prepared to go with him.

During this period, Wei Zishan and two girls who were carrying a bowl of mutton soup in the kitchen noticed them at the door and immediately asked, "Who are you two?"

Lin Zida: "Look for Jianhui."

Wei Zishan finished the soup in one gulp: "Let's go, let's take a look too."

So a group of five people headed to the northern bamboo forest.

Then, they saw Zhuang Jianhui and his party shivering from the cold. Lin Zida was stunned: "No, you are still digging?"

"Ah Hui, your hat is frosty." Young Master laughed.

Zhuang Jianhui patted him indifferently: "It's a small problem."

The leading boy was no longer as high-spirited as he was at the beginning. He sighed and said, "Little sister, I'm sorry for you. I'll find someone to buy some bamboo rats for you to eat next time."

The words were filled with disappointment.

"I know what you mean. There's no need to dig. The boss has stewed mutton soup. It's very fragrant. Go back and drink some soup to warm yourself up." The good-looking girl spoke softly.

The leading boy felt even more guilty, wishing that he could not turn into a bamboo rat and give it to his little sister to eat.

Lin Zida is a well-educated person. Damn it, you dug all night and still feel guilty?

Wei Zishan, who is also a girl, turned away from the girl and thought to herself: 'You are the one who really has the fever. ’

After the younger sister's dissuasion, everyone was finally ready to go home.

While no one was paying attention, Young Master had a chat with Wang Yong. After understanding the situation, he stood in front of the messy bamboo rat hole he had dug and looked at it for a while.

He picked up the iron awl in his hand and plunged it down. The cry of a bamboo rat came from the hole, and a gray bamboo rat jumped out of the hole.

The young master picked up the iron pliers stuck on the ground and clamped the bamboo rat smoothly. It was like a piece of art.

The young master himself was so stunned.

Wang Yong was shocked: "Zhoucao, Brother Jin, you caught it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Jianhui and the others gathered around him, and then they looked at the bamboo rat he had clamped.

Lin Zida was dumbfounded: "What kind of strength do you have?"

At first, everyone was going to give up, but the bamboo rat was caught casually. In comparison, the gap was really huge.

When the young master saw their stunned reactions, he slowly accepted the reality and took a deep breath.

He held the pliers with one hand and said calmly: "It's okay, just do the basic operations."

Wang Yong caught a glimpse of his charisma, and he was even more certain in his heart: 'With such charisma, he is not inferior to Jiang Ning at all. Class 8 is destined to change his life! ’

…

After the Lantern Festival, the atmosphere of parting becomes even stronger.

Jiang Ning and Tongtong had just finished eating and went to the door to play badminton.

Zhang Ruyun carried the trolley case to the door.

Aunt Zhang carried a bag and hurried out of the yard, saying, "Ruyun, don't forget to take your charger, Bluetooth headset, mobile phone, and ID card!"

Zhang Ruyun grabbed the box and replied: "Take it, take it, take it all!"

Butcher Zhang stood aside, staring at the big boy and saying nothing.

Since my son went to college, he can only go home twice a year, during summer vacation and winter vacation.

It’s no longer possible to come home for dinner every day like before.

Butcher Zhang was not well-educated and could not speak in a well-educated way like Teacher Qian. He just patted his son on the shoulder with his heavy hand and said, "School is fine. We don't cause trouble and we are not afraid of trouble!"

"Ruyun, these sausages are all made by your dad. Don't you have a small rice cooker in your dormitory? If you don't want to eat in the cafeteria then, cut some sausages and steam them with rice, and sprinkle some chopped green onions. It's very fragrant! "Aunt Zhang handed him the big red bag.

Zhang Ruyun looked at the big red bag that looked very tacky. He used to feel a little embarrassed when he was in high school.

Now his mind has changed. He took the bag and joked: "Mom, when I get back to the dormitory, they will all call me foster father."

Just talking, Zhang Ruyun fell silent, his eyes burning slightly. Before the holiday, he told Ah Yue that when school started, he would steam sausage rice for her in the dormitory.

It's a pity that it's just a winter vacation, the old friends are no longer here, and I have to set off alone again.

In order to cover up his sadness, Zhang Ruyun tilted his head and his voice changed: "It's a pity that the Overlord is not here. I don't know how I am doing outside."

Now that he's gone, he still hasn't been able to see Overlord.

As soon as he said this, Butcher Zhang's melancholy became more intense. He had cleaned Overlord's dog basin several times, and it was now shiny and shiny. Even the body of the basin that had been distorted by the triangular thunder fired by Tongtong next door had been restored by him. .

But what about dogs?

Butcher Zhang put on his leather gloves, pushed out the Universiade motorcycle, and prepared to take his son to the train station.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the wheat field to the west. The dark shadow was very fast, and suddenly it was close.

"Wangwangwang!"

Zhang Ruyun blurted out: "Overlord!"

A big black wolfdog with shiny hair barked and jumped on Zhang Ruyun's lap.

Butcher Zhang was overjoyed: "Good dog, you are finally back!"

He quickly rubbed the dog hard, and the surprise of regaining it was really pleasant.

Xue Yuantong looked at the next door and said, "Jiang Ning, you idiot is back! How dare you not say hello to us, how disrespectful!"

Jiang Ning: "It's good. Wouldn't it be more exciting to use other people's dogs?"

Xue Yuantong thought about it, and indeed, it was perfect to have the right to use it without taking responsibility.

Before Zhang Ruyun left, his pet dog returned home and he felt better: "Dad, I have to go, otherwise I won't be able to catch the train."

Butcher Zhang: "Okay, let's go!"

Zhang Ruyun wanted to move his legs, but the big wolf dog hugged his legs with two front paws. To be honest, Zhang Ruyun was very good to the big wolf when he was at home. He not only gave it delicious food, but also treated it with respect. It was not like he had no quality. Zhang Butcher often scolded the overlord.

Zhang Ruyun couldn't laugh or cry: "It still doesn't want me to leave!"

Aunt Zhang clicked her tongue and said in surprise: "If you leave, he will be the only dog ​​left in the house."

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Why does Zhang Ruyun feel uncomfortable listening to this?

He asked: "Mom, am I another dog?"

Butcher Zhang and Aunt Zhang were both amused.

Aunt Zhang said: "So, if you become a dog and you meet Mom on the road, bark a few more times and Mom will feed you!"

Xue Yuantong stopped and couldn't help but laugh: "It seems like maternal love, but it's not completely."

Zhang Ruyun is also numb, expecting me to be a dog?

Butcher Zhang: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

After having fun for a while, it was finally time to leave.

Zhang Ruyun looked at Heba for the last time. He grew up in Heba and was extremely familiar with everything here, even every plant and tree.

But as time went by, a lot of things changed. The kind Aunt Pan sold the house, the old man who often ran in the morning passed away, and Old Man Bi went to jail... Even Teacher Qian who just left school had a lot of white hair on his head. hair…

Not to mention the newly opened farmhouse, the strawberry garden, Hua Fengmei and her daughter, Jiang Ning... everything is changing.

‘And what about me? ’ As a proud son of a university, his girlfriend was stolen by a son who only had a college degree but relied on his family connections to work in a state-owned enterprise.

Zhang Ruyun secretly vowed, ‘When I come back again, everything will be different! ’

"Dad, let's go." Zhang Ruyun withdrew his eyes.

"Let's go!" Butcher Zhang took his son with him on his bicycle. Accompanied by the sound of the motorcycle's engine, he drove toward the river dam in the north. Bawang kicked his legs and ran wildly behind the car.

The Heba, which was bustling just now, instantly returned to its usual silence. Aunt Zhang stood where she was, her husband and son no longer visible.

Teacher Qian witnessed everything. He held the soup bowl and said:

"For those of us who are older, this is how the Chinese New Year is spent. We spend a few days having a big, lively dream."

He chuckled and said in an incomprehensible tone: "Then use the remaining few hundred days to wait for the next dream."

…

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the fourth middle school starts.

Jiang Ning rode on his cool battery car and took Tongtong to Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School.

Today, Tongtong followed the local customs and entered the school gate. Instead of riding a bike all the way to the carport, she followed Jiang Ning and walked slowly.

Although the weather is still cold, the flowers on both sides of the main road on campus are still full of life, with white plum blossoms in full bloom and students gathering in groups.

Xue Yuantong eavesdropped on their conversation, hoping to get some gossip, but all he got was scolding the principal for why he didn't wait until school started on Monday.

"Qiqi, Qiqi!" Yan Tianpeng chased from behind.

Lu Qiqi was wearing a long down jacket and looked quite stylish. She turned around and looked at Yan Tianpeng, who was as majestic as a polar bear. She was particularly impatient. Why is there such a stupid dog everywhere?

Her tone was impatient: "What are you shouting for?"

Yan Tianpeng asked about her health: "Qiqi, do you want some hot milk tea? It's so cold, drink some to warm your body."

Lu Qiqi: "It's none of your business whether I drink it or not?"

Yan Tianpeng rubbed his hands: "I'll give you some!"

Lu Qiqi: "Really?"

Yan Tianpeng swore: "If I don't give you some milk tea, I'll be hit by a car and die while walking!"

Past experience told Lu Qiqi that he couldn't believe it.

But the brain's desire for sugar told her that maybe she could try it.

Then the two walked back together, ready to buy milk tea.

Xue Yuantong touched Jiang Ning: "Are you thirsty?"

Jiang Ning: "Someone will buy it for us today."

"Who?"

"You'll know when we get to class."

Hearing this, Xue Yuantong's short legs couldn't help but kick faster.

……

The second floor where Class 8 is located.

Cui Yu, Meng Gui, and Liu Chuandao and his group lay on the balcony, looking down at the building.

Yun Tingting was playing badminton in the square downstairs. She was wearing a down jacket that just covered her buttocks, tight colorful winter socks suitable for sports, and thick black yoga pants. As she jumped, swung, and ran, her charming classmates stared at her.

He accused her of being unfaithful in his heart, but he didn't want to look away.

At this time, Wang Yong and the young man went up to the second floor. Wang Yong introduced: "Brother Jin, this is where our class is located. Look, it's not bad."

Wang Yong took him forward and pointed to the corridor where Cui Yu was: "This is the VIP position. Look downstairs."

Hearing this, the young man couldn't help but glance down, and then saw Yun Tingting's hot body.

He nodded slightly: "It's a bit interesting."

Duan Shigang next to him heard the conversation between the two and seemed to be a newcomer in Class 8.

Newcomers are good, newcomers, which means they haven't been involved in the vortex yet, and they mean reshuffle.

Duan Shigang glanced at the newcomer and asked, "Brother, you must have a backer, right?"

After hearing this, the young master didn't look at him, but looked at Wang Yong instead.

He didn't like people who couldn't keep secrets.

Wang Yong was also puzzled: "Gangzi, how did you know?"

Duan Shigang sneered. He entered Class 8 through the back door, so he knew everything.

"Yongzi, there is a saying in our underworld that you shouldn't ask around. The less you know, the longer you live."

"But it doesn't hurt to tell you today."

Duan Shigang turned his face to the sunset, his face seemed to have experienced vicissitudes: "We can't get into Class 8 without a backer."

As soon as he said this, the temperament of a big brother in the underworld came out immediately.

The young master had never met such a person before. He took out his watch and glanced at the time by himself, as if he was calculating something.

Wang Yong said, "Brother Jin, your watch is foggy again."

The young master was about to speak.

A boy in school uniform squeezed in next to him. He looked honest and simple, with a simple face and a sincere tone: "Brother, your watch is nice."