lifetime

"You carry me on your back."

Okay, you can say whatever you want. Adjust the back of the seat to the lowest position for him, and put on a sun protection suit. It’s almost June, and it’s often rainy and the road is slippery. Slow down and drive to the nearby Sightseeing in the hotel, seeing him sleeping soundly, I just hugged him in, the little girl at the counter kept her surprised eyes on his face, why, did she think he was robbing a woman and a man?

Is the little painter’s feeling a little too much? He fell asleep as soon as he said he was sleeping. He couldn’t be sick. I tested the temperature of his forehead with the palm of my hand, and it wasn’t too hot. Oh, okay, maybe he was born with a lot of sleep. which type.

Sit down and take out your mobile phone for a while. I received a picture in the mailbox. It is the progress of the tracking level, and there is still no abnormality. A large number of people should be discovered very well. However, it has been half a year since the report and the dispatch of undercover agents, and there is still no progress. There is not even an accurate suspect. It is too weird.

After changing clothes and taking a cold shower, the person on the bed squirmed up and went straight to the bathroom. When passing by him, he didn’t even give him a loving kiss, right? It's too short.

He refused to accept, hum, and bravely pushed open the door. Following his slow motion, first the gap was opened, and there was a figure squatting against the wall, holding a towel in his hand. That spot of blood was not there.

Bian Mu had a nightmare, and he forgot it when he got up, but the feeling of struggling and powerlessness still existed. He felt that he was on the verge of collapse, and he desperately grabbed the object in his hand, and the blood in his nostrils fell drop by drop. I feel that it is unusually beautiful and enchanting, and the colors are more beautiful than what he painted.

However, Shao Kou was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out, he always felt that he was holding a gleaming knife in his hand, ready to slaughter at any time.

"What's wrong with you, look up, nosebleed?"

Why did you have a nosebleed before taking the supplements?

"Well, um, it's okay, get up, don't rub your body."

Cut, the consideration was really in place, Shao Kou picked him up by the waist, washed him with some cold water, forced him to look up, patted his forehead with a wet towel, and muttered against his chin, "Did we play too hard? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

Bian Mu is still immersed in his own thinking, what is this experience that can always grasp something in the chaos, what is it, the broken fragments, it seems to be what happened when they first met, what is it? ?

"Ah, what did you say?"

The old man turned against him bitterly, the little painter lost his mind, and it seemed that he was hurt a lot today, "I said, I'll take you out to play strings, sing karaoke, and finally hit the road, huh?"

Men always have a restless personality, and soon after packing up, they go out to play hand in hand. The place where the skewers are grilled is a food stall, and there are boxes of white beer in it, which is overwhelming. Shao Kou shouted loudly at the entrance of the station, "Bring the menu."

The man next to him idly crossed his legs, watching this old man pretend to be X, in my territory, you can play whatever you want.

Soon, the grilled mutton kebabs and tendons, as well as all kinds of things that Bian Mu couldn’t name were all served on an iron plate. Shao Kou didn’t eat it for a long time, and was so greedy that he panicked. He directly took the roll with his hands, and just drank a glass of beer without asking Bian Mu, "It's delicious."

The man on the opposite side looked at the incense, reached out to take a piece of red meat, and was about to bite it, Shao Kou quickly kicked him and snatched the string of pork kidneys, "You can't eat this, eat this."

After pawing around, I picked out a piece of beef and put it in his hand.

However, Bianmu belongs to the kind of stingy type that the more you don't let me do it, the more I have to do it, "Let me try it, isn't it delicious?"

If you can eat it, why can't he eat it?

This kind of person, what else can you explain, a typical example of not turning back without hitting the south wall.

Shao Kou held the iron stick's head, let him smell it, and asked jokingly, "Sao, do you want to eat it for your life?"

Ouch, the face of the man across the street turned black instantly, what the hell is this, just this, it can be repeated one after another, lost the sense of taste.

"Take it away from me, throw it away, throw it all away, I tell you, you are not allowed to touch me tonight, and you are not allowed to touch me in the future, you pervert."

Hahaha, I am dying of laughter, the pork kidney is delicious, but unfortunately, you can’t appreciate its beauty.

"What to eat to make up for it, haven't you heard of it?"

Do you still need to make up for your virtue?

"Go away, you still lack brains, you go to make up."

Eating is a time for bickering, drinking one cup after another, and it is raining heavily outside, the two men don't feel cold, but are full of interest, Bian Mu completely indulges himself, and the liquor is so spicy that it goes straight to his heart, "Look Here, my mother, like that, my dear father, is also busy with his feet on the ground, there is only me, one is a superfluous thing, I am a fucking superfluous person..."

Shao Kou was still drinking with his head covered at this time. Everyone has scars, so it's normal to vent.

Bian Mu's eyes widened in a daze, you old bastard, why are you pretending to be a deaf-mute, "Hey, do you think I'm pitiful?"

poor ass?

"You don't count. There are quite a few without parents. At least you don't miss food, clothing and play. It's pretty good."

People who have never suffered or suffered are always more vulnerable, but those who have gone through ups and downs can be treated leniently.

Get out, you don't have a backache while sitting and talking, hey?

"I remember, you said that you have a stepfather, then you must have a real mother. I didn't mention it."

I don't want to mention it, but Shao Kou still drank with his head down, and drank white when he ran out of beer, and hissed his mouth without making a sound.

"What about you?"

Bian Mu kicked him maniacally, a person who is crazy about drinking after drinking, pouring such dry farts?

"What do you want me to say?"

Why, in this era of fighting for fathers, why do you look like an orphan without a father or a mother?

"Tell me about your mother, what is your mother like?"

There are many mothers in the world, there shouldn't be many selfish ones like his mother, right?

Shao Kou threw the iron stick casually, shrugged his nose and still didn't want to speak, raised his eyes to see the state of the little ancestor swearing not to give up, had no choice but to say around his words, "It's more disgusting than your mother, don't sprinkle salt on my wound."

Oh, then our family is really hard-pressed, we are all fucking unlucky.

In the noisy atmosphere, the small canopy sheltered the wind and rain for these people who were heartily eating meat and drinking, and then embraced them with a big embrace, even if it was only for a meal.

The two of them went to karaoke drunk, Shao Kou liked irritable ones, and challenged the highest pitch every time, while Bian Mu liked the ones with long flowing water, sitting quietly and singing clearly, the two styles were constantly switching, the two of them are today A carnival that belongs to oneself, not afraid of the future, not afraid of the past.

The day after getting drunk is the saddest, especially when you have to catch a plane. As a planner, you, a boss, can’t break your promise. So, the two of them got on the plane very tenaciously, sleeping for more than ten hours, Shao Kou had a severe headache. He drank several cups of honey water given by the stewardess and massaged the little painter’s head and neck. He didn't respond to his words. He got up early and asked for a kiss and was rejected because he ate a lot of pork kidneys last night. Alas, sigh, it's unbelievable to stumble on such a thing.

After getting off the plane, the weather here is a bit humid, there is not even a hotel, er, it should be said that there is not even a high-rise building, and I walked up the mountain with my suitcase, and turned to the little painter, "Go slowly, don't fall Nose and eyes crooked, ugly to death."

I can't speak, just hate.

Bian Mu took a piece of wood and used it as a crutch to support him closely. Why did he have to suffer again? He was really crazy this year.

"Go away and shut your mouth."

The place they went to is a village surrounded by mountains. It is said that it is very poor. There are not many left-behind children, but there are many elderly people. There is a lack of doctors and resources. When Bian Mu saw it, he felt that he had done a lot. not enough.

After explaining the purpose of coming, the village head gave a warm welcome, stuttered excitedly for a long time, and it was almost dark, and greeted him to sit down and eat, "Quick, sit down, it's nothing, okay, you deal with it, deal with it."

The table is made of wood, it may be old, the cracks are mixed with black and yellow mud, a few broken bowls, yes, in the eyes of Bian Mu, they are just a few broken bowls, filled with vegetables, even a little bit of oil can be seen No, Bian Mu has something to eat, and he doesn't want to eat it.

Shao Kou pulled him to sit down, and responded with two simple and honest smiles, "No, we ate when we came here. Is there any house vacant here? How long can we stay?"

The village chief thought about it, picked a house that didn’t leak, and arranged for them to go there. It’s painful to have no place to take a bath, and it’s painful to have no hot water to wash your face. The bed board was still creaking, and the little Bianmu painter, who was having fun while suffering, simply got up and set up the drawing board, and the opportunity to show his strength came.

"Listen to this, it sounds like the two of us have done some unspeakable embarrassment, is it over?"

Bian Mu draws as soon as he picks up a brush, mainly in dark colors. In the gap between the gray and yellow stitching is the back of a six or seven-year-old girl carrying water. This is what he saw as soon as he entered the village. The little girl was shy and ran into the village. There was no one in the alley, and he didn't see his face clearly, so he could only imagine according to his usual thinking, that a child of this age should at least be plump, with a relatively round profile, and a straight back, um, almost.

"That won't work, we have to bend our waists when we move, this kang is absolutely strong, let's have a first experience later?"

Shao Kou was tidying up the house, it was as dilapidated as a mud hut, the straw on the kang was taken down, the leather of the kang was wiped out of its original color, and the quilt was taken out, spread out, dusted with toilet water, the little painter sneezed straight away, "Oh no, get out, your mind is full of dirty things all day long, just focus on your twenty skewers of pork kidneys yesterday, you won't be able to touch me for half a month."

Ouch, so arrogant to say.

"Don't, my toothbrush is clean, you smell it, and it's still drooling..."

Stand behind him and get close, the painting is formed so quickly, his little painter is really good, give you a thumbs up.

"No matter how much you say, you can't smooth out the scars in my heart. It smells too bad. Stay away from me."

Alas, why is the life of a pig's kidney so difficult?

"Okay, okay, then you can draw, I'll go out and light the fire."

Burn it up, and it will be hot when you sleep on the kang at night, just bake a few potatoes and sweet potatoes to eat, and the plane meal has almost been digested.

Just deal with it casually, and Bian Mu was sleepy again, hugging him around the waist and asked him to sing a song to lull him to sleep. In the quiet village, there was a thin and low voice of lullaby coming out of the dilapidated window, as deep as an ancient well.

The village head counted the number of people the next day, and sent them to another village, not far away, but their place was even more desolate, and few people had it. , people here, how can they eat this thing?There is no rice, it is too hard to imagine. After going back at night, Bian Mu was a little depressed, and he talked to Shao Kou while walking, "I really didn't expect that there are people living like this? What's the point?"

The communication equipment is not well developed, neither of their mobile phones have a signal. It just so happened that they met the little girl carrying water yesterday. It was still the same. Before she could speak, she ran away like a gust of wind. Shao Kou talked to him on the way back. He didn't pay any attention, wondering what happened to the little painter?

Bian Mu pursed his lips and went straight to yesterday's painting, trying to make revisions, but it didn't work, he changed the paper again, this time it was faster, and the bottom was still grayish-yellow, but what changed was that the little girl's back was curved, her shoulders were slightly collapsed, The outline of the side face is thin, extremely thin, with a pointed chin, and there is an extra mountain road that spreads, without end, except for the corners of the eyes, which he drew upwards, because, when he saw her eyes today, it was That kind of curiosity and simple desire, I really like that kind of blank, you can fill it in wanton.

"I scrambled an egg for you, hurry up and eat it while it's hot, and when it's done, I can go to the kang to massage you."

This day's mountain road exhausted my little ancestor.

The author has something to say: Bian Mu: Get out of here, pig kidney.

Shao Kou: What about the cow eggs?

Bian Mu: Then you should stay away from me.

Shao Kou: Pig tail?That thing smells old.

Bian Mu: Please disappear automatically.

Shao Kou: Well, chicken butt, is this normal?

Bianmu: Come with me to the United States, come, see if I can kill you monster with one shot.