There is little snow in Sichuan. For some people, it is considered good to see snow 4 or 5 times in their lifetime in Sichuan.

But this winter, it snowed lightly in the small village where I lived.

There is no snow on the ground, but it is accumulated on the bamboos, trees and grass. Especially in the bamboo forest, the white snow presses against the green bamboo, which is a unique style.

Picking up the ceramic cup on the table, I lifted the lid, blew lightly, took a sip of the fragrant and sweet tea soup, and looked at the snowy scene outside, feeling extremely relaxed in my heart.

"Sanwa'er, I'd like to ask, have you finished your homework?"

Here it comes again, here it comes again, I put down the tea cup, stared and said, "Uncle Hui, are you trying to cheat again?"

"Why don't you (go, go, go), why are you so stupid? I'm asking you out of kindness! Also, please call me Second Uncle, not Uncle Hui."

The person sitting opposite me is Master Huijue. Since my family moved to the county town that year, he has come to live in our small bamboo forest house for a month or two every year. I don’t know why?

Since I became familiar with this old monk, I found that he has the same temperament as my master. He is lazy, lazy and good-tempered. If he were not a monk, he would be as lustful as my master.

The two old men bickered almost as soon as they met, but their relationship was extremely good. I concluded that they had the same chemistry.

No, this winter he came to eat and drink again. When he was bored, he even dragged me to play chess with him. The chess player was as bad as my master, but the person must be as bad as my master.

"I said Huijue, what do you mean when you ask my apprentice to call you Second Uncle? Are you taking advantage of me?" Old Man Jiang who was standing aside quit.

"Are you stupid? Well, we are on the same team, so we have to suppress him mentally." Hui Jue said quickly.

Old Man Jiang thought for a while and found that it made sense, so he stopped talking.

I put down the tea cup and looked at the two old men speechlessly. One person couldn't beat me in chess, so the two of them came up with a joint method. But sometimes 1 plus 1 does not equal 2. If they play chess together,

, which adds up to negative 1.

"I said, Master, Uncle Hui, have we discussed it yet? What are you going to do next? I've been waiting for no less than ten minutes." I stood up lazily and stretched myself. Today is Sunday, so I have to hurry up.

After playing this chess game, we should go down the mountain before 10 o'clock in the morning, and we can still catch the bus to the county town at noon.

"Oh, I remembered that I set up a trap yesterday. I have to go and see if I have caught anything today. If it is too late, everything I caught will have to escape." After saying that, Old Man Jiang stood up and said,

He left Huijue behind and ran away without loyalty.

Seeing Old Man Jiang running away, Hui Jue stood up angrily and anxiously, pretending to chase Old Man Jiang. I said a little funny: "Uncle Hui, do you want to run away too?"

Compared with Old Man Jiang, Hui Jue's reaction is slower, and when it comes to cheating, he is not as fast as Old Man Jiang.

Huijue was stunned for a moment, stopped, and said to me with a blush on his face: "Child, what kind of chess are you playing? Go ahead and learn. Why don't you know anything?" After saying that, he started to do something.

With an angry look, he put his hands behind his back and left.

I smiled helplessly and was too lazy to argue with these two old men. I turned around and went back to the house to tidy up, then packed a coat and prepared to go to the county town.

As soon as they reached the bamboo forest, Old Man Jiang, who had just disappeared without a trace, came out again and shouted: "Sanwa'er, when will you be back?"

"I won't go back today. I'll go directly to school tomorrow morning and won't go back until school is over tomorrow afternoon." I said this and walked down the mountain lightly. Fortunately, there was a bus from the county town that left for the countryside at 5 o'clock in the morning.

Local folks went to sell vegetables.

Although the snow scenery along the way is beautiful, the road under my feet is very muddy, but for me, it is the same, I have long been used to it.

It must have been more than 7 years since I went up the mountain. After taking a few steps, I could vaguely see the shadow of my house that was at the foot of the mountain. Even looking at it from a distance, I could see that the house was somewhat dilapidated. Think about it carefully.

, it has been more than 4 years since my parents took their two sisters to the county seat. Can the place not be run down?

It is now the winter of 1982. After this winter, I will be 15 years old. According to the agreement back then, after this winter, Old Man Jiang will take me away from the place where I was born and raised.

When we arrived at the county seat, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and I saw my dad picking me up at the station from a distance.

At that time, communication was not so convenient, and my dad couldn't tell which weekend I would go to the county town, so he would go to the station around 2 o'clock every weekend to check, because I usually took the 12 noon train.

After getting out of the car, my dad looked at me and grinned, then ran over quickly and hugged me: "Sanwa'er, are you hungry? You haven't been back for two weeks. Guess you are here today?"

You have to come back, your mother made a vegetable pot for you at home, it's very hot."

"Well, I'm hungry." I nodded, and my mouth watered as soon as I heard the vegetarian pot. I ate too much meat in the mountains and it tasted very greasy. I could just eat some when I got home and talk about it. I like to eat hot vegetables in winter, and my mother

Just make me a vegetable pot of my own invention.

"What a silly baby, you can eat it. It's almost as tall as me." My dad hugged me, very happy, and wanted to rub my head as usual, but found that it was no longer that easy.

Already.

Since last year, my height has grown rapidly. I was only 15 years old. Old Man Jiang measured me on the mountain and I was already 1.74 meters tall.

As soon as we got home, our second sister who saw us from far away on the balcony came out to greet me. She looked at me and smiled happily. She wanted to hug me, but thinking that she was getting older, she finally patted me on my clothes.

of gray.

My mother didn't have any scruples. As soon as she came out, she rubbed my face vigorously and said, "My son is coming back today."

"Mom, why is the canteen not open today?" I saw from a distance that the canteen at my house was not open today, so I asked strangely.

"Our business is doing well now! Your father is also thinking about opening a clothing store in the most popular place in the county. He has to go to Chengdu to purchase goods. I will guard this small shop. What's the point if it doesn't open for a day? I think you will be there today.

You have to come back." My mother said cheerfully, pulling me into the room and pressing me in front of the table.

On the table, there is a pot of red and spicy soup base, surrounded by many cut vegetarian vegetables. The soup base is my mother's own hot pot recipe. It is spicy and fragrant, but not irritating at all.

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As soon as I sat down, I was not polite, picked up my chopsticks, and threw potato slices and lotus root slices into the pot. My second sister got up and filled a big bowl of hot rice, which my mother cooked.

I took a big bite of the pickles.

Just like that, the three of them sat next to each other with smiles on their faces, watching me eating alone. I was used to this, so I picked up a perfectly hot potato slice, ate it, and asked, "Mom, my eldest sister is eating this year."

Will you come back during the New Year?”

My eldest sister took the college entrance examination last year and got into Beijing Medical College. My eldest sister's grades were really good. She was the top scorer in last year's college entrance examination. Her grades were good enough to go to Peking University, but she insisted on going to Beijing Medical College. That was her dream since childhood.

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"Why don't you reply? I just received her letter the day before yesterday, saying that she will come back early during the Spring Festival this year, and she told you to wait for her to come back before leaving after the Spring Festival." My mother said with a smile, but I noticed that her eyes were red.

Whether I can leave after the Spring Festival, I don’t know, but I can clearly feel that the atmosphere at home has suddenly changed. As the 15-year-old agreement gets closer and closer, this matter has almost become the most unacceptable thing in my family.

things to mention.

I didn’t want to talk about this, so I hurriedly dug a few big mouthfuls of rice into my mouth, pretending to be vague and asked: “Second sister, you will take the college entrance examination in two years, which school are you planning to go to?”

The second sister's grades are also very good, not much worse than the eldest sister. I am also very concerned about where she can go. It would be best in Beijing where the three of us can get together. Old Man Jiang means to take me first.

Going to Beijing.

"I'm undecided. I like liberal arts. I'll go to a school in Beijing when the time comes." Apparently the second sister has the same idea as me. Everyone in my family knows that I have to go to Beijing after I turn 15.

I don’t know what will happen after I go there or what I have to do, but my parents always feel more at ease when my two sisters are in Beijing.

"Look, don't talk about these things, it's the life of our third child! He has to do big things." My father lit a cigarette and said to my mother.

"Yes, life at home is getting better now. Even in the county, they are all at a good level. I have to thank Master Jiang. Sanwa'er is actually a blessing to follow him." My mother is easy to be sentimental. She sheds tears at the same time and is reluctant to give up.

But he encouraged me at the same time.

I immersed myself in eating, and I couldn't tell what it was like. The evening when my family moved four and a half years ago came to my mind again. I tried my best not to think about it, and chatted for a few words before I diverted my attention.

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Before I knew it, I had eaten three large bowls of rice. My second sister sighed: "Brother, you are really good at eating. You have to eat a small pot of rice every time."

"Second sister, you don't understand. People who practice consume a lot and need a lot. If you don't eat more, how can you replenish it?" I said simply. In fact, the reason is complicated. In short,

If you get involved in spiritual practice and martial arts, the money you spend on food will be like water.

I always suspect that Old Man Jiang likes to live in the mountains to hunt game and save money on food.

"Yes, yes, my brother is a cultivator now, not an ordinary person like us. I think he will become a spiritual disciple in two years." My second sister smiled, with a deep dimple on her face.

I was quite modest and said, "It's still early to achieve positive results. I don't dare to think about it. I don't dare to think about it."

"You can really achieve success and become a real rice cook. Haha." My second sister was so happy that I put down my chopsticks and went to pinch her face. The two siblings got into a fuss.

My dad looked at me with a smile, but my mom slapped her thigh and said, "Looking at it this way, there is someone in the village who must be practicing cultivation."
Chapter completed!