There were rice fields in all directions. Wencheng, who was walking at the front, suddenly found his footing empty and stepped into the irrigation channel next to him.
However, the plants in this irrigation channel are too dense.
As soon as his foot stepped down, he was dragged down by several diagonally growing thorns below.
It was not easy for him to pull it out. A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old stood in front of the ridge of this large farmland.
There is another field ridge quite far away that may be passable, but the distance is really not that small.
Moreover, the thickness of the shrubs makes it much more difficult to walk than the current route!
All the children following Wencheng stopped. Zheng Botao, who was about the same height as Wencheng, did not forget to regret him: "Can you do it? Do you want me to help you?"
"Help me with a beer, I can't get away with this! You're kidding." Wen Cheng said with a cold face.
"Okay, just show off your skills." Zheng Botao said and wanted to help again, but Wencheng opened it immediately.
Wen Cheng was still a little unhappy and cursed: "I'm not a woman, why are you here to help me?"
"Zheng Botao, please stop being so attentive. I have someone in my heart." Hai Long said regretfully in his native dialect fluently.
"Is it Xiao Lizi?" A boy behind him said loudly and deliberately pretending to be sinister, for fear that others would not hear the same thing.
This time Hai Long and Hongfeng all laughed.
While Shen Yi was laughing, he didn't forget to turn around and glance at little Shen Jie at the back.
Among this group of people, only the seven-year-old Shen Jie seems to be the youngest.
And someone who doesn’t have a brother as strong as Hai Long,
Shen Yi seems to be able to bully him casually,
If there were a few others, Shen Yi would still be worried that his eldest brother would walk past his door one day and be hung up inside the house and beaten severely.
It doesn't exist here in Shen Jie!
Shen Yi had no idea that Shen Jie had already changed his soul at this moment. Although he could be said to be the same person, his nature was completely different.
In Shen Jie’s later memory, he followed his parents to the city.
In the following ten or twenty years, I only met this Shen Yi once.
At that time, in a corner of a gradually prosperous city with a poor living environment, except for the friendship of childhood friends who had not seen each other for a long time far away from home, we all cherished each other, and there was really no conflict anymore.
A child! When I was a child, if I didn’t have one or two people I hated, it would be too real!
This little boy who has been unable to help but integrate himself into the beauty of his childhood is looking around at the rice fields around him.
Except for the several-meter-high pond that stretches for more than a mile directly in front, the trees around it are dense and thick, and the surrounding farmland in all directions exudes a strong fragrance of rice in the hot summer wind.
It's also because he hasn't grown up yet, and the height of the surrounding rice has even exceeded his height.
Looking around from this angle, parallel to the direction of his sight, was a large piece of heavy rice ears that was constantly swaying in the hot wind.
Accompanied by bursts of "chirp, chirp, chirp" and the hoarse chirping of cicadas that can still be heard from the distant forest, the rice fields in front of you are filled with the purity and tranquility of the distant mining fields.
This made Shen Jie addicted to it for a while. For many years, such tranquility had not cultivated his soul!
Perhaps in the eyes of these children, this place is just ordinary.
But for Shen Jie, who has experienced a lot, has been in the urban interlacing for a long time, and has been pursuing strength and glory,
It really feels like a dream.
Until a certain moment, the waves in front said to him: "Jiezi, let's go."
This best friend in childhood brought me such pure friendship,
"Here we come." He responded and followed closely behind the group of people in the waves.
It wasn't until he passed two more field ridges that the feeling in his heart became slightly weaker.
However, he is still walking in these real years, surrounded by his best friends,
He can also slowly stay in it,
Go and appreciate the colorful flowers and grass at the foot of this rice field more seriously.
And the parents and childhood who gave birth to him,
This is the most vibrant land.
