Just as Cong'er was happily walking down the mountain road with his short legs, a bunch of black, white and black furry legs suddenly appeared in front of him - they were sheep! I always felt that sheep only gave me the impression of oily barbecue and big kidneys. Now the deities of the "barbecued people" suddenly gave him a collective "original" highlight, which scared Cong'er.
This group of sheep has good leg strength, and some of them are jumping towards me. It's over, and their lives are at risk! The current combat effectiveness of this little short leg is no match for a small goat.
Cong'er blocked the leaf and bamboo parasol in front of her and stood there blankly, thinking about how to avoid the "trampled accident" that was about to happen.
Suddenly, his whole body was held in mid-air, and the second before a "tall" little ram that was running the fastest and closest to him was about to jump in front of him.
Cong'er still held the bamboo branch tightly in his hand, and the leaves swept over, blocking the face of the person hugging him. He looked up in shock and saw that it was a young man wearing a bamboo hat. Behind him, there was a child he was familiar with - the "little tail" of the "mom volunteer", a little girl from the neighbor.
I saw the little girl grabbing the boy's shirt, clapping her hands and laughing, then stretched out her hands, making a coquettish begging gesture as if she wanted to hug Cong'er too.
Fortunately, the boy was not distracted by "Little Tail's" coquettishness. He still hugged Cong'er with his own hands, but he just hugged him a little higher, adjusting it so that he was facing behind and his hands could hold one shoulder. And I can hold it up with only one arm. In his right hand, there was a long sheep-herding whip. The young man waved it vigorously into the air, scaring the sheep into confusion and busy changing their direction.
This sound should be very loud. The sound waves vibrated by the whip in the air. Cong'er also felt the resonance of the sound waves at the same frequency. The bamboo branch with a few leaves hanging in his hand also vibrated and fell to the ground.
"Where did this young man come from? If he is the owner of this flock of sheep, that "little tail" should be his sister. She didn't even sleep at noon and was wandering around outside. Alas! What a bad start!" Cong'er thought to himself.
The boy drove the sheep away, held Cong'er in his arms, and chatted with "Little Tail" for a few words, as if asking about his own situation; "Little Tail" walked towards the courtyard behind - Cong'er finally slipped out. "Home"--pointed to it, and the young man hugged Cong'er and walked towards the courtyard gate.
The first adventure failed!
The boy with his "little tail" stopped politely and patiently outside the courtyard gate. He stopped at the place where he had just stepped off the small bamboo bridge, knocked on the courtyard door, and did not solemnly hand over the "gold" until his mother woke up and came out. ——He should really be awarded the "Good Young Man Who Lost Money" award!
The mother blamed herself, blaming herself for being too careless and almost losing her son, so she placed Cong'er more seriously at the end of the bed, with "mountains of quilts and pillows" piled up at the head and feet. He lay directly outside, sealed the exit, checked for any omissions without safety precautions, then lay down again, and continued the unfinished "nap".
Just when she thought it was over, she suddenly sat up again, took out a red ribbon from under the pillow, tied one end around Cong'er's ankle, tied the other end around her left wrist, and gave it a slap I tried to pull the knot, but when I saw that it wouldn't loosen, I felt relieved and went to sleep again.
"Damn it! I only saw a little bit, and I had to come back. However, 'Little Tail' saved me once today! I should still thank her. That boy left a good impression on me, and he was quite mature in his dealings. No matter what, I make a little progress every day. Now, I have to continue to 'sleep with you'. What else can I do? Alas!" Cong'er closed his eyes and made a "summary of actions" for himself.
"The boy looks to be eleven or twelve years old. He is pretty and pretty, and his eyes are exactly the same as the little girl's. He must be his brother. His parents always bring meat sticks and lamb kidneys. It turns out, It’s all him who works hard to herd the sheep! It’s not easy, it’s hard to do it at such a young age. When I was eleven or twelve years old, I only played games all day long! Of course, I didn’t have the chance to have any younger sisters, no. I know what it's like to carry a 'little tail' all day long. It's okay to be obedient, but if you're naughty, it should be quite troublesome!"
For today's first "outdoor exploration action", "bamboo forest", "hillside", "sheep flock", "boy" and "little tail", among all these experiences, "boy" ranks first , not only because he used his strength to save him; but also because he suddenly thought of Wang Li - this boy, and how many times during the four years he was with him when he was most embarrassed and tried to die, he was killed. Wang Li's super strong figure and super attentive care have been taken care of. This feeling is different from the hug from his parents. It is a kind of enjoyment and comfortable feeling that makes his heart move. He can't explain it clearly.
"What should I do? Is it possible for me to meet him again in this life?" Cong'er thought of his good brother from the Xinwu era, and suddenly felt inexplicable melancholy.
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Xin Wu was thinking about Wang Li, and this "thought" woke Wang Li up from his sleep. He climbed down from the upper bunk gently and saw Xin Wu under the faint moonlight. His palms were clenched, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he was trapped in some nightmare.
Wang Li was very anxious and wanted to help him, but he didn't know how to do it. He only knew that this person was in the middle of his sleep. If he was interrupted and woken up in the middle of his dream, it would be very dangerous and his brain might be damaged. bad. How to come up with this can only rely on his own thoughts and ideas.
Seeing that he had one foot stretched out of the bed and was still kicking hard. If he moved again, he was about to fall out of the bed, Wang Li gently moved his legs to the middle of the end of the bed and straightened them. go back.
"I can't just do nothing, right? Or I can fan him to cool down, or make him feel more comfortable?" Wang Li saw his sweat beads and thought that the heat in his body after drinking was beyond the limit. In addition, the room temperature is not too low now. Although he has already taken off his clothes to the point where he can no longer take off his clothes, and there is no air conditioning in the dormitory, I still try to artificially cool him down! "
Wang Li climbed up to his upper bunk again and took out a beautiful Tai Chi fan from under the pillow - this was Eva's award-winning prop for participating in the college's Tai Chi fan performance after she fell in love with Chinese style. That day, Wang Li looked like a They were like the most loyal fans in the audience, and a group of people started to cheer them up. At the end of the performance, they were asked to throw the Tai Chi fan in their hands off the stage with the most chic gesture. The big man Wang Li held the moon in his "first come first to get the moon" I have it in my hand, but I have never been willing to use it. ——Now, it’s time to “come out”.
The breeze was blowing slowly. Wang Li moved a chair and sat beside Xin Wu's bed. Once and again... he created "The King of Light Wind is Coming" for Xin Wu.
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