The fishing boat sings at night, and the sunset and the lonely bird fly together.
A prosperous scene.
The Qingliu River is a pebble river, the section at the entrance of the village is an unnamed rapid, the lower section of the river is only knee-high, and the upper section of the river is extremely deep, and many children who have drowned in the water have drowned in the history of Fanmian Village.
The man who had rested for a day to escape the heat released a raft to fish in the upper and lower river sections, and if the harvest was abundant, he would get up early the next day and go to the Shunjiang market sixty miles away to sell it for a few pocket money.
Li Fuzi returned to the private school with a fishing rod and fish basket in one hand, and shouted to the classroom to disperse.
Forty or fifty teenage boys and girls rushed out of class, the girls went home together, and the boys rushed to the lower section of the Qingliu River, stripped naked and jumped into the water.
Mostly naked.
People in the small village are used to this, and no one cares.
Children who grew up by the river, who are not white stripes in the waves......
Li Fuzi put down the fishing rod made by Nanzhu and called Li Ruyu, who came out at the end, "Ruyu, let's eat here at night." ” Li Ruyu sighed, and neatly went to pour out a few fat carp in the fish basket, and found a sharp knife from the kitchen, washed the fish with a familiar car, and then took some old jar sauerkraut from the pickle jar.
Smoke falls......
After watching Li Ruyu busy in the kitchen, Li Fuzi comfortably went to the backyard to bring out a pot of wine, and moved a chair to sit in front of the private school.
Looking at a river to the east, the sunset on the horizon is dusk, the children in the river are wandering, the rivers and mountains are beautiful like a long life, how many spring and autumn have been in the blink of an eye, I can't help but shake my head and chant: "Life is proud——" But he stopped abruptly, looked at the sunset in the sky with palpitations, and let out a sigh, fortunately, there was no thunder in the clear sky.
Glancing back at the boy in the kitchen.
Growing up eating hundreds of meals, he is not as mature as a teenager, he doesn't talk much, but he can always hit the nail on the head, although his reading talent is nothing, if he goes to participate in the imperial examination, he is estimated to be unable to pass the Jinshi, but he just likes this child for no reason.
Is it because of the perseverance in his eyes, or because of his stubbornness and perseverance in the face of a difficult life?
This child is like grass in the mud.
Repeatedly, constantly.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, lifted the wine jug and took a sip, drank and drank, thinking about what to do, life is so helpless, even if he wants to help Li Ruyu directly, he has more than enough heart and strength.
There is only one long path to choose.
Who told the world to be so people like themselves?
I didn't see the yellow nest in the afternoon, and before I had time to appreciate the splendid mountains and rivers of the Daliang Dynasty, I was cleanly killed by a thunderbolt.
Li Ruyu brings out the steaming sauerkraut fish. took two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, and then sat respectfully on the master's side, without speaking, chewing slowly.
Eat very attentively and carefully.
Take every piece of rice, every piece of fish and vegetables seriously.
Li Ruyu is very grateful.
Be thankful to the Master, and thankful for these meals.
I was born an orphan, I grew up eating hundreds of meals, I was hungry, I had no ability to take care of myself before, I never knew where the next meal was, or there was no next meal at all.
Food is my life, so I am deeply grateful.
Li Ruyu put down the dishes and chopsticks, "Master, I'm done." ” Li Fuzi drank wine and laughed, "The sage has words, food and sleep are silent, but there is no need to be rigid, life can't be so restrained, and living in chic is happiness." ” "Yes, Master."
Li Ruyu wrote it down carefully, but knew that he couldn't do it as handwriting as his master.
Then he asked seriously, "Master, the student is a little confused. ” Li Fuzi took a sip of wine and bared his teeth, "Just ask." ” Li Ruyu turned around and took out the piece of paper with the names of more than a dozen people written on it from his book, still with a serious face: "Master, there are a lot of people in the village who have been struck by lightning over the years, it is too weird, and these people have something in common. ” Li Fuzi was stunned, a strange look appeared on his face, and he stopped talking.
Li Ruyu looked down at the name on the paper, and didn't notice the master's abnormal look, "Last year, the daughter-in-law of the Yang family said that she was Hua Mulan and was struck by lightning, and the uncle of the Zhang family said that he was Zhao Kuo and was struck by lightning, and today the stupid son said that he was Huang Chao and was also struck by lightning." ” raised his head and looked puzzled, "Master, I have gone through all the books in the private school, and I haven't found a single word about Hua Mulan and Zhao Kuo."
After a pause, there was a moment of sadness on his expression, and then he was resolute, "There is no dynasty with the name Tang and Zhou in history." ” Li Fuzi looked in pain.
I know, but I can't say it, and if I do, I'll be chopped into a piece of char like them.
After thinking for a while, he said slowly: "Ruyu, you have been thinking about this because of your parents?"
” Li Ruyu was silent.
Li Fuzi sighed, "The world is very big, not only Fanmian Village, Bishan County, Jiangqiu County, Changling Mansion, Daliang Dynasty, the world is mysterious, and Master is just a scholar after all, and some things are not known." ” In the sunset, the tired birds return to the forest, and the sky is gradually quiet.
Li Fuzi looked lonely: "Master, like you, also has a lot of doubts, the difference is that Master, I am......
Already resigned to fate. ” Li Ruyu stared at Master Li, "Master doesn't ask for confusion?
” Li Fuzi took a sip of wine, full of sorrow and depression, and his words were full of helplessness, just like a duckweed in the rolling east water of the Qingliu River, "What is the use of asking for it?"
” Li Ruyu was quiet for a while before he said softly: "But Master, you know, if you don't understand this, I will die." ” Li Fuzi was silent.
Yes, if this continues, Li Ruyu will really die.
A thirteen-year-old boy who has been struck by lightning four times......
Wheat's complexion was not sunburned, but the traces left after four lightning strikes, and each time he was struck by lightning, he came back to life stubbornly.
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Repeatedly, constantly.
Ten years ago, when I came to Fanmian Village, I happened to see the three-year-old Li Ruyu waving his dirty hand like holding a dagger, and said in a milky voice, "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold-".
The latter words were struck by lightning before they were spoken, and they were handsome for only three seconds.
However, Li Ruyu did not die.
It was the poor Jing Ke who died, just like Huang Chao.
This happened four times.
Every time he didn't die, it was the poor man who was his own kind who died.
It's weird.
But anyone like himself, if he is struck by lightning, it is impossible to come back to life, such as the daughter-in-law of the old Yang family who called herself Hua Mulan last year, the uncle of the Zhang family who called himself Zhao Kuo the year before last, and the stupid son of the Huang family who calls himself Huang Chao today.
Thunder will die, no luck.
Li Ruyu is by no means an ordinary person.
Perhaps, only he can solve all these doubts.
Thinking of this, Master Li sighed, and there was a lonely loneliness in the white mountains and black waters in his tone, "So, Ruyu, live well, one day you will know the truth, if there is such a day, you must tell Master, because ah, you may not believe it if you say it......"
Li Fuzi was silent.
Li Ruyu stared blankly at the river flowing eastward, and his eyes became more and more resolute.
I'll figure it out.
To live, to the truth......
Li Fuzi drank the wine in the pot in one gulp, and also looked at the Qingliu River in a daze.
There are some things that cannot be said.
You may not believe it, Master, I am fighting wine and poems, but now I dare not chant poetry, Master, I can break armor with a sword, but now I dare not lift my sword, I am afraid that there will be thunder in the clear sky on the sky......
Master, I don't live a chic and happy life at all.
Li Fuzi's face was full of helplessness.