Refining Star River

Majiaxiang.

Majiaxiang has a variety of surnames, but there is no surname Ma. Because the history is too long, why Majiaxiang is called Majiaxiang is no longer available, and there is no clue on the government official website, but folklore is in interstellar Grand Era, when Ronnie Star was still in Barbarian Desolate Era, there was a hemp. The big family settled here and built some stone houses with local materials. Later, the Ma family moved away. Later people built on the stone houses left by the Ma family, forming a stone alley several kilometers long.

The alley is only more than five meters wide, with close and numerous stone houses on both sides.

At the entrance of the alley, there is an old camphor tree surrounded by several people. This old camphor tree is said to be derived from the seeds of ancient Earth. Its life force is extremely strong. After several lightning fires, it still survived tenaciously. Now, this old camphor tree has become a beautiful landscape in Majiaxiang and a well-known local attraction. Many tourists will come here especially and hang some red envelopes on the branches to pray for blessings.

The night is a bit chilly, the old camphor tree still stands at the alley, and the years have left very obvious marks on it. However, in the eyes of Zhou Sen, he has nothing to do with him seventeen years ago. The difference is that the branches of the ancient camphor tree in the dark are like the giant dragon of baring fangs and brandishing claws, giving people a hard to describe shock.

Zhou Sen is a bit sad, because, in his memory, there has never been the word "friend". Now, he wants to find a friend, and the only thing that reminds him A primary school classmate who was a classmate of three months ago 17 years ago.

Is it a failure?

In other words, this is a failure in the education of foster parents.

Zhou Sen's brain desperately outlines the appearance of his adoptive father and adoptive mother. What makes him feel terrified is that the appearance of adoptive father and adoptive mother has become more and more blurred in his mind.

Zhou Sen sat on the stone stool under the giant camphor tree, looking up at the close and numerous red envelopes hanging on the camphor tree. These red envelopes were hung on it by some common people praying for blessings. Back then, he liked to do it the most. The thing was watching Chen Dao climb up the ancient camphor tree to steal these red envelopes, and he responded from below.

If this ancient camphor tree can accept Power of Faith, after hundreds of years of incense worship, I am afraid that there will be some spiritual Qi. Perhaps it can live for so many years because of the worship of believers!

Zhou Sen gently stroked the rough bark of the ancient camphor tree and sighed. Compared with humans, the life force of plants is longer. However, in Myths and Legends, plants To become a god, it takes dozens or even hundreds of times as long as a human being. Although this camphor tree has survived catastrophes and survived to the present, it is still difficult to become a god. After all, there is no resistance to a tree that cannot be moved. For plants in China, the future is full of too many uncertainties. A random human thought may make it scattered ashes and smoke dispersed...

...

Zhou Sen stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a red envelope hanging from a tree branch fell into his hand.

Open the red envelope.

A few words are written on the outside of the red envelope: I wish Qin'er good health.

A one-yuan banknote is enclosed in the red envelope.

A warm smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Sen's mouth. He remembered the happiest months in his life. He is inseparable from Chen Dao every day, and often takes advantage of the night to take advantage of the red envelope on the camphor tree. After looting, and then finding a place where no one is going to open the red envelope, the excitement and expectation are really beyond words.

Chen Dao.

Brother Dao!

Dao brother, are you okay now?

Zhou Sen's deep gaze looked towards the depths of the alley. It just so happened that a tall and thin silhouette appeared in the alley, and the silhouette stumbled towards Zhou Sen, as if drunk.

Knife!

Zhou Sen's pupils shrank dramatically. He saw that the tall and thin silhouette was holding a sharp watermelon knife in his hand.

Zhou Sen's body swept up, climbing up the ancient camphor tree like an ape.

The silhouette went under the ancient camphor tree, first hid the watermelon knife under the stone bench, and then sat on the stone bench and lit a cigarette.

The smell of cigarettes fills the air.

There was a long silence. Although the silhouette lit a cigarette, he didn't smoke it, just held it in a daze in his hand, looking worried.

Is it Chen Dao?

The Zhou Sen on the tree smelled the smoke. It was a familiar smell. Back then, Chen Dao smoked cigarettes like this. He remembered that he stole a pack of cigarettes from his home. Good smoke, Chen Dao said he was not used to it, so he found someone to change the cigarette he likes to smoke.

Is it him?

Obviously, this person is in trouble and is in trouble.

"Chen Dao!" Zhou Sen couldn't help shouting after all.

"Who?!"

Chen Dao suddenly bent over and picked up the watermelon knife under the stone bench, and immediately bounced like a spring, looking around with alert.

"Me, remember?" Zhou Sen did not go down the tree.

"It's so dark, how do I know who you are!" Chen Dao scolded.

Zhou Sen thought for a while and went down the tree.

It is Chen Dao.

Yes, it is Chen Dao.

Although seventeen years have passed, Zhou Sen can still find the outline of Chen Dao from the youngster's face, except that there are a few scary scars on the originally immature face.

Chen Dao stared at Zhou Sen with a suspicious look. In his memory, there seems to be no person like Zhou Sen.

"Remember these red envelopes?" Zhou Sen raised the red envelopes that he had just opened in his hand.

"Red envelope...It's you! It's you! hahahaha...Zhou Sen...I remember...it's you little bastard! ha ha ha...I remember, I certainly remember...ha ha ha ......" Chen Dao was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into a frantic laughter, then strode to Zhou Sen and hugged Zhou Sen.

"Brother Dao!" Zhou Sen's eyes were filled with tears. He did not expect that after seventeen years, Chen Dao still remembered his little friend. Presumably, this was the only thing he remembered in his childhood. People out.

"ha ha ha...what the big man is crying, with me, continue to cover you!" Chen Dao laughed heartily.

"Thank you brother."

"hehe, I remember you used to have a fat face, now you are thinner, um, more handsome...Hey, all these years have passed Why are you still thinking about these red envelopes, can you compete?" Chen Dao hate iron for not becoming steel.

"..." Zhou Sen looked petrified. Obviously, Chen Dao thought he was here to steal the red envelope on the ancient camphor tree.

"Don't worry, Brother Dao will support you for big things." Chen Daopatted Zhou Sen's shoulder.

"Hmm."

"Go, go to my house!"

"It's so late...uncle and aunt..."

"They left early." Chen Dao's free and easy voice was a little dry.

"Ah..." Zhou Sen thought of two vague silhouettes in his mind.

"Brothers get together today, don't mention the unhappy things, go, go to my house, get drunk and rest!" Chen Dao said boldly.

"Go!"

Zhou Sen followed Chen Dao as he walked in the alley. Time seemed to have flown back seventeen years ago. At that time, he followed Chen Dao in this way. At that time, Chen Dao was his protector.

Seventeen years have passed.

There is almost no change in the small alley. Some plants are climbing on the old stone walls. Under the shining of the stars, it gives people a very emotional and poetic feeling.

Chen Dao’s home is a three-story stone house deep in the alley.

The house is still the same as it was 17 years ago, almost unchanged, but when I walked in, it was very different. In Zhou Sen's memory, Chen Dao's house is very clean, but now, wine bottle trash is everywhere.

Obviously, Chen Dao's fate was unsatisfactory.

"Sorry, it's a bit dirty." Chen Dao turned his head.

"hehe."

In addition to a dilapidated suspension vehicle and a few flying skateboards parked on the first floor, there was also an old motorcycle that was mostly buried in rubbish.

The two went through the garbage dump to the second floor.

"Yi'er, come out and eat on the hour, I have a brother!" Chen Dao took Zhou Sen and sat down in the living room, facing a door that was on the verge of collapse loudly shouted.

There is no movement in the room.

"Is it sister-in-law?" Zhou Sen felt wrong.

"Fart sister-in-law, change it every day!" Chen Dao looked smug, and shouted at the concealed door: "Yier, hurry up!"

There is still no movement in the room.

"Get up!" Chen Dao dashed to the door, kicked the door, and the door that was on the verge of collapse fell down with a "hong" sound.

"You're crazy! I'm sleeping! You are useless, why do you find a woman to exasperate me?" An almost naked woman ran out holding a ball of clothes and directed at Chen Road growled.

"cough cough...I'm not a friend..." Chen Dao glanced at Zhou Sen with an awkward look. At this time, Zhou Sen had lowered his head because the woman was naked. what!

"Friends! Friend! Friends are friends all day long, look at you, how do you live like a dog, return to friends!" The woman flustered and exasperated wearing clothes, getting more and more angry, rushing Chen Dao slapped his head and face in front of him.