Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

When Xiongzi took a quick step forward and grabbed Yingzi's cow rope, the two children were too weak to withstand the cow's pull and were dragged to the ground together.

Fortunately, a villager discovered it and when he stopped the frightened cow, there were already two long blood trails on the road.

The two children's chests were covered in blood and their clothes were torn to pieces. After resting for a week, they returned to school.

In autumn, the happiest thing for Yingzi and Xiongzi was to carry fish baskets and follow their father who was plowing the fields to pick up loaches.

The rice fields are already half dry. My dad is driving the oxen and pulling the plow to turn the fields over. After drying them for a while, we can plant rapeseed.

At this time, the loaches in the fields had already built their nests to prepare for the winter, but they were ruthlessly turned out, and some were even plowed in half.

In those days, resources were abundant and after plowing a field, the fish baskets would be more than half full.

After Yingzi and Xiongzi were carried home, their mother killed all the loaches using the most ancient method (smearing ashes from burnt straw on the loaches, otherwise they would be too slippery to kill at all).

Cook some of it, marinate some of it with salt, and dry it in the sun. It will be even more delicious when you eat it later.

Chenjia Village is also a village surrounded by water on three sides. Of course, all the children in the village can swim, but Yingzi and I are exceptions.

Because when Yingzi was just born, the Chen family asked a fortune teller to look at her horoscope, and the fortune teller said that she was in conflict with water, meaning that she might be drowned, so Yingzi was forbidden to play by the lake since she was a child.

Lao Chen also caught a seven-star black fish (written as bonito) from the lake, threaded seven colorful threads of different colors on the seven points of the fish, and then released it. It is said that this can ensure her safety throughout her life.

Hearing this, I remembered that Yingzi’s fate was the same as mine. I remembered that my grandmother also used Seven Star Dried Bonito to help me release life.

The other children in the village grew up in the water. In those days, they rarely had money to buy snacks, so the lake was a natural place for snacks. The children had delicious food as soon as summer came.

Everyone would go to the lake to dig lotus stems, pick lotus pods, pick water chestnuts, and pick egg buns (written as "芡实"), which are all the children's favorite to eat.

Of course, older children would also take their tools to the lake to fish for frogs or fish, especially after a heavy rain in summer. Even children like Yingzi who couldn't swim could pick up a lot of fish in the paddy fields or ditches.

The scenery along the river was pleasant in that era, and even more beautiful in summer.

Standing by the lake and looking into the distance, you can only vaguely see the village on the opposite side. The green rice fields are filled with fragrance, and farmhouses with red bricks and gray tiles are dotted among them, like small flowers in an oasis. It is so beautiful!

Looking closely at the lake, the water plants at the edge are swaying in the green waves, and this is a place where small fish and shrimps frolic.

If you stand quietly by the lake in the morning and find that a piece of water plant suddenly sinks, you can use tools or just lift up the water plant, and you might be able to catch a crab that is trying to escape sideways.

In the lotus forest not far away, the lotus leaves swayed in the breeze, gently returning the rain water they had collected at night to the river.

Some of the lotus flowers shyly revealed their little heads, some had already opened their smiling faces, some were already nurturing life, and their petals and leaves were floating on the lake.

Some have grown into lotus pods, waiting for people to pick them.

A little further away are patches of water chestnut seedlings, which stretch out in vertical directions toward the center of the lake. From a distance, they look like a piece of green satin floating on the lake.

That year, Yingzi's son Xiongzi was in the second grade of junior high school, and Yingzi had finished her summer homework that day.

Adults are very idle in the summer, and it is hot, so parents are taking naps and brothers are busy with their own things.

Yingzi was staring at the scorching sun outside out of boredom, when suddenly a little head popped out from the window. It was Xiongzi.

"Yingzi, shall we go to the lake?"

"I'm afraid my parents will scold me."

"It's okay, I'll bring a waist basin (the large oval wooden basin used in rural areas, used like a boat, only one adult can fit, but two children can fit)."

"OK then!"

Yingzi thought about it and decided it would be nice to go to the lake for some fun.

So Yingzi tiptoed out and followed Xiongzi.

Yingzi followed behind Xiongzi, who had a big waist basin on his head. Their home was only ten minutes away from the lake.

But it still took them more than 20 minutes to get there. After all, children cannot compare with adults.

Fortunately, Yingzi helped carry it from time to time, otherwise it would have taken more than 20 minutes to get there.

"finally reached."

Xiongzi was breathing heavily due to exhaustion.

He carefully placed the waist basin into the water, helped Yingzi sit in and said.

"You sit in the basin and I'll go swimming."

"You have to be careful."

"It's okay. You row ahead and pick water chestnuts. I'll go pick some lotus pods first and come find you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiongzi went into the lotus forest and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Yingzi looked at him and slowly paddled forward with her hands.

After a while, we came to a large patch of water chestnut seedlings, and several friends were already picking them.

Yingzi greeted them while picking the fruits, and soon she had filled the basket.

At this time, Xiongzi had picked a bunch of lotus pods, held them in one hand, and swam slowly towards Yingzi with the other hand.

Just then, a small fishing boat slowly approached Yingzi's waist, and someone on the boat seemed to be fishing with some tool.

I don’t know what happened, but when Yingzi bent down, she accidentally fell over with the basin, and Yingzi disappeared on the lake in an instant.

Xiongzi saw all of this clearly. He dropped the lotus pod in his hand and swam desperately towards the direction where Yingzi was in trouble.

At the same time, an adult on the small fishing boat jumped into the water and helped Xiongzi search for Yingzi again and again underwater. Fortunately, they found her after a while, and the two of them worked together to drag Yingzi ashore.

Xiongzi squeezed her stomach hard until she vomited a large mouthful of water and then she woke up.

Of course, after returning home, both of them were severely criticized by their parents, especially Xiongzi, who was punished by not being allowed to eat dinner and was forced to stand in the yard until late at night.

In a blink of an eye, Yingzi and Xiongzi were both admitted to Houhu High School in the town, which is the school I am studying at now.

This school, built in the 50s and located on the riverside, has a long history and is one of the key high schools in the city.

Although high school life is simple, stressful and boring, the students are slowly opening their eyes from the innocence and ignorance of children to see the outside world and feel the true meaning of life.

With the dream of leaving the countryside, my heart is filled with yearning for the city's steel, concrete and asphalt roads.

Experiencing the bitterness, sweetness, sourness and happiness of youth that I have never tasted before, I look forward to a more colorful campus life and expectations for the future.

Yingzi felt very lost when she first entered high school. At that time, junior high school graduates could take the entrance exam for a technical secondary school.

As long as rural children are admitted to a technical secondary school, it means that they have changed their destiny, stepped out of the farming world, and joined the ranks of those who eat the government's food.