harmless youth like me

Zhenren's tutor and associate professor of the Academy of Fine Arts.

We got into Shao Liming's car, and she drove all the way to the suburbs. "Our old Wu recently wanted to build a classical garden by himself. He used to have a few classmates from the sculpture department to help him, but now they are away for summer vacation. I hired several batches of bricklayers and carpenters these days, but he drove them away. If you say you can't understand his intentions, I think you are in the same line as him, so you should be able to understand his intentions."

The car drove for a long time on the winding mountain road, when we were drowsy and about to sleep, Shao Liming said, "Here we are."

We got out of the car, and there was a big house in front of us, with white walls and black tiles from a distance, it looked a bit like our hometown.But everyone was dumbfounded after entering the door. What kind of courage did Shao Liming have to call this house a "classical garden"! What kind of crazy artist can create such a haunted house!

Before leaving, Shao Liming took care of him and said: "Look at Lao Wu carefully, don't let him run around!"

Old Wu greeted everyone, shook hands with everyone enthusiastically, and said, "Hi students, welcome!" After shaking hands with Ajuduo for a while, You Qi said, "That's a good boy! He's so handsome and strong! I'm here Do you need someone like you who knows how to mix cement?"

Xu Zhenren asked: "Mr. Wu, what do you need us to do?"

"Hey! Xu Zhongchi, have you been discharged from the hospital?" Old Wu laughed, "It's good to be discharged from the hospital. I didn't miss that place when I was young. It's okay to go there. If I don't go, my artistic career will be incomplete."

Old Wu said: "My 'Guan Wo Ju' has been basically completed, and what needs to be done now is to make it perfect. Come, I will show you around."

So we started to visit his "Guanwoju", his life garden and back garden.Old Wu is very good at creating a strange atmosphere, for example, he buried hundreds of pickle jars on the wall.

"Look," he said, pointing to the jar of pickles, "what do you think this means?"

A'Zhu poked me, I poked He'er, He'er looked at Master Xu.Xu Zhenren said: "Could it be that it has the effect of warming in winter and cooling in summer?"

"No." Old Wu said proudly, "This means that no matter where the corners are, there are uneasy and unwilling souls colliding and tearing, making cynical screams."

Even the brain hospital can't save you...

"Look again." He pointed to the big tank with its mouth flush with the ground, "Here you can hear the sound of horseshoes from the Han and Tang Dynasties.

"Wouldn't you fall into it while walking at night?" I asked tentatively.

"Shallowness!" he scolded, "won't you go a little further?"

Later, we saw many weird objects, such as the wall hangings that were suspected to be rubber soles, but were said to embody the pride of the French and the end of Louis XIV; For example, a gable wall covered with ghostly symbols; for example, a leaky window that is a bit punk and a bit Gothic... Finally we saw a sieve...

"This sieve must express the regret and confusion over the passage of time, and also the compromise and relief of a noble and lonely person." Xu Zhenren rushed to say.

"Stupid," Old Wu said, "That's the sieve. I'll leave the job of sieving the yellow sand to you."

He patted Ah Zhu on the back and said, "Go and mix the cement." He said to He'er, "You are a small worker in charge of carrying it." Then he turned to me with a sweet smile and said, "I'm from the oil painting department, do you like painting? "

There must be a trap in his words, and I can't answer easily.

"Why don't you like to come to the Academy of Fine Arts?!" Old Wu roared, "Go paint the west wall for me! Adjust the color! I hope that every day when the sunset shines on the wall, it will burn like a flame!"

Later, I adjusted the color for two full days and didn’t know what the color between orange gold and orange red should be called. In short, it greatly destroyed my sense of color and made me dying. I lay on the ground and waited. With miracles coming.

The miracle really happened and his figure is still so ecstasy.

He asked me: "What? Heatstroke?"

Immediately I felt dizzy, nauseated, and weak.

"I think he's a demon!" He'er and Xu Zhenren who were roasting on the roof scolded angrily.

A'Zhu said: "Let me help you paint. I have basically finished the work over there. I quite like painting. I painted the paint in my house."

I jumped up and hid in the shade.

"I think you will fall into the animal world sooner or later!" He'er scolded again.

Old Wu, who had been missing for a day, came back with a dusty face.He opened the car door and greeted us happily and said, "Students, come quickly!"

None of us dared to move, Old Wu put on a bigger smile and said: "Come on, students, let's see who is coming!"

"Oh!" Hei'er and Xu Zhenzhen slid down the ladder, "Old Wu is about to change, let's see what kind of bird he will become!"

I ended up going for nothing because I found out that "who" couldn't get out of the car without two helpers, she was a little old lady who was paralyzed.

"This is my mother." Old Wu said proudly, "She is 70 years old."

We bowed and said, "Grandma!" The old lady was wrinkled, her eyes were empty, and her expression was blank.Old Wu added: "But she suffers from dementia, let alone you, she doesn't even know me."

We can't help but regret that everyone will grow old, and Alzheimer's is a disease that breaks the hearts of both ourselves and our families.

A Zhu carried the old lady to a cool place and half-lyed, Lao Wu said: "When the 'Guan Wo Ju' is about to be completed, I specially invited my mother to appreciate it together. Thank you guys, you helped me realize my dream, The merit is immeasurable.

Heer said: "Teacher, don't talk about merits and virtues, let's talk about wages first." Lao Wu said: "That's that, 100 yuan a day, you won't lose a penny, and you still have to eat, live, Just ask Shao Liming for leave, and I guarantee that the work will be finished in another seven or eight days."

He'er and Xu Zhenren went up to the roof again after thinking about it, A Zhu fulfilled his promise to help me paint the walls, and Lao Wu also went to paint the walls, leaving me to take care of the old lady full-time.I fanned her, but she didn't know; I beat her back, but she didn't know; I made a face and blew wind into her eyes, but she didn't know.

I asked her: "Old lady, do you want some water?" She didn't even move her eyelids, and I said: "I heard that you took three days off from the hospital for the elderly to come here. You said that life is so pitiful. I don’t have any freedom until I reach the age of 70, and I have to ask for leave to play for a while.”

I sat dry with her, fed her a few sips of water, and turned her from side to side. The first day passed quickly, and then taking care of the old lady became my full-time job, probably because I was more careful.However, Old Wu, who dealt with defecating and defecation, didn’t let me do it. I was only responsible for feeding the old lady. She could drink some liquid food, but she still sucked it with a straw.When people get old, they are exactly the same as when they were born. They can't walk, talk, take care of themselves, don't know anything, and have to wear diapers.Everyone thinks that people are old and pitiful, but from an aesthetic point of view, returning to basics is really beautiful, so time is beautiful, aging is beautiful, and the layers of wrinkles carved on the face by natural sculptors are also beautiful.

On the third day, the weather was fine. Since a great, glorious, and correct dam was built upstream, our province has suffered droughts and floods that have not happened in a century for several years.After today, the old lady will be sent back to the hospital.

The sun at [-] o'clock in the afternoon is still fierce, shining on the half-painted west wall, it is scorching and dazzling, and it really has the beauty of burning the city.Tears welled up in my eyes over my masterpiece, and I felt like I saw a Buddha.The resplendent and resplendent Buddha opened his compassionate eyes, and smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth. Dreams and bubbles, like mist and lightning, all dharma and emptiness, and hype falling... I began to understand Lao Wu. This is not crazy art, not Gothic gardens, or even It's not "watching my home", here is the Buddha's self, the tiny particles in the universe, who come to seek truth and practice!

I don't think the old lady is even old Wu's mother anymore, she is clearly Guanyin.

The surrounding area was too quiet, and I suddenly had a strong desire to talk to her. I approached her and said, "Old lady, your family's old Wu is really a beast. Why didn't you strangle him in time when he was just born?"

"Old lady, are you listening to me? Don't go to sleep. Didn't you wake up for half an hour at noon? It's strange to say? Why are you so awake today? You already know your son, and you asked me what your name is? Come on, Taoer, that tall guy is called A'Zhu. After listening to what I've said, why don't you express your opinion."

old lady?

old lady……

old……

Come, come, come, come, people!

I ran across the courtyard, and met Old Wu and the others in the hall. "Teacher! Your mother! Your mother..."

Old Wu dropped his hammer and ran over first, and then his cry came.

"mom--!"

I rushed over and knelt in front of the old lady and shouted, "I didn't do it! I swear I didn't do it!"

"I know." Old Wu cried bitterly. The doctor said she wouldn't survive for a month, but she didn't expect it to be so soon! Woohoo, mom! Why did you leave? You are still young!"

We didn't know what to do, and after standing around Lao Wu and his mother for a long time, Ah Zhu said with difficulty: "Teacher, please express your condolences, let's carry him back to the house first."

Old Wu nodded with tears in his eyes, Ah Zhu hugged the old lady, and whispered to me: "After a person's soul is dispersed, his body is indeed lighter than a leaf."

The sun was going down, and Lao Wu buried his head in tears.A'Zhu covered the old lady's face with a clean handkerchief, and sat down to watch over her.No one felt scared, but they were very confused. No one knew how such a thing could happen suddenly. We even faced death for the first time. We were a little dazed and a little doubtful about the meaning of life.

Later, Heer called and asked 114 what to do in case of a funeral. 114 first confirmed that he was not here to play a prank, and then reported the numbers of several coffin and shroud shops.He'er didn't contact those shops, but they still came to visit "Guan Woju" at night with a wretched fat man, and asked, "Where is the dead person? Where is the dead person?"

Seeing the unfriendly A'Zhu, the fat man immediately smiled flatteringly, handed over his business card and said, "Hello, hello, the birthday materials are delivered to your door, and the service is more considerate. Do you want a coffin? The coffin is right outside the door, you can take a look first?"

"We wash and dress the dead, cancel their account, go to the cemetery, and accompany them throughout the cremation procedures. We provide birthday materials, hearses, buses, octaves, monks, and portraits on behalf of the deceased. Flowers and gifts, [-]/[-], the whole process, all-round, full-service on-call, let the deceased rest in peace and the family members feel at ease."

After talking about this set of incisions, he opened the back of the pickup truck to show us the coffin, saying: "The crystal ice coffin is specially made by professionals, leading the world, imported from Europe, highly transparent, and convenient for viewing. The current discount is only 368 yuan, and the matching fashion shroud is available. There are two colors to choose from, only 388 yuan, the urn is sold at the ex-factory price, reviewed by the Price Bureau, and it is fully transparent, please rest assured to consume.”

"One time, I promise," he added finally.

The light glass is almost ground into frosted glass, but I have the nerve to say that it is a one-time use.

I went to ask Old Wu to make up his mind. Old Wu was curled up in the corner of the dark room, as if he was dead. The artist was already emotionally overwhelmed, and this was a big blow to him.I repeated what I said about burying the fat man, and after a long time, Lao Wu took out a bank card from his body, handed it to me and said, "There are more than 3 yuan in it, and everything is handed over to you..."

What's the meaning?

"The coffin can be bought, and the funeral can be done at my hometown." He retreated weakly, then leaned out after a while and said, "My hometown is in XY Village, looking for my seventh uncle: Thank you, Taoer."

He pushed me out of the room and locked the door.I stood at the door for more than a quarter of an hour before I realized that this guy had actually escaped. He dumped all such troublesome and unknown things on me, and then he hid!

I was furious, Ma friends also unanimously strongly condemned Lao Wu's behavior without a bottom line, and suddenly Heer reminded: "Quickly find Shao Liming!"

Shao Liming sounded very excited on the phone, and the background was very noisy. She said: "You don't know, in fact, Lao Wu and I have been divorced for a long time, but we are still friends. As a friend, I should help, but now I just After arriving in Thailand, I won’t be able to return until seven days later. By the way, classes will be suspended for the next week, so please help Lao Wu well, goodbye!”

Shao Liming closed the line, and Heer commented that it was really cruel, at least at the boss level of a 40-player dungeon.

The funeral fat man is still waiting for an answer. We paid a deposit of 500 yuan, ordered the so-called 3000 yuan package, signed the contract under the dim garden lights, shook hands and exchanged contact information, and held a disposable water cup to wish a happy cooperation.

When the funeral fat man was named Wen, we called him "Wen Fatty", as if there was another kind of Wu Fatty in the world.Graduated from the law department of a key university, he has a good conversation, always switching between exporting words and speaking dirty words.As expected of an expert, he scrubbed the old lady's body overnight, changed her shroud, painted it light and strong, and did basic embalming treatment.Only when the old lady was lying safely in the glass coffin did Fatty Wen come over to play the floor with us.

I asked him why he went into this business when he was doing well, and he breathed out a smoke ring deeply and said: "In this world, the law can't compete with feudal superstition, the law is not precious, and superstition is not all heinous."

I praised him as a philosopher, and he generously introduced me as a confidant, hooked up and said that he would definitely treat me to dinner after the matter was over.A'Zhu interrupted and said: "Taoer doesn't have that kind of luck. She always eats people for a meal and loses half their lives. We have to go on the road tomorrow morning, so we should all go to sleep."

I saw that He'er and Xu Zhenren had also fallen asleep, so I nodded.Fatty Wen insisted on smoking two more cigarettes, ran over and whispered to me, "This tall guy is unusual, he is a powerful character."

I asked: "Who? Ah Zhu?"

"Hmm!" Fatty Wen said.

Your eyes are really good enough, Pan Qiaoyun makes you think of Wang Baochuan, as long as his muscular head is a little smarter, the status quo between us will not be like this, either he is scared by me, or I take the initiative to become a monk monk.

I tend towards the latter, because most artists are pessimistic and there are of course exceptions, such as revolutionary painters, revolutionary playwrights, revolutionary composers, revolutionary calligraphers, revolutionary performance artists, revolutionary musicians, revolutionary carpenters, revolutionary painters, revolutionary plumbers , revolutionary priests, revolutionary nuns, revolutionary monks... what am I talking about?

The next morning, we set off at five o'clock in the morning. We divided into two cars. The chubby pickup truck carried Lao Wu and the coffin, and Lao Wu's broken Toyota sat on the four of us, Ah Zhu, who would drive and act as a driver for us.The XY village that Lao Wu talked about is a ghostly place that can’t even be found in the navigation. He led Fatty Wen to drive in front, and the four of us followed. The two cars went deeper and deeper in the ravine, and the surrounding scenery became more and more secluded. Surrounded by emerald green and undulating mountains, it feels like being directly led into Pansi Cave by a demon.

It took about five hours to reach the destination, and Lao Wu's relatives were waiting at the entrance of the village.

Seeing our car, the crowd began to cry loudly, some cried "Sister", some cried "Auntie", some cried "Auntie", and then the nephews and nephews of the old lady swarmed up. Carrying the coffin with all his hands and feet, Lao Wu and his seven uncles, all of them hale and hearty, escorted us out of the car, and put on grandson filial piety without a word.

Sun Tzu's filial piety is not easy to wear. If you wear it, you will kowtow and cry.

After all, it was Lao Wu's fault. After so many years, he never thought of having a child with Shao Liming, and in the end he had to find a few students to make up the numbers.We shared a job in private, I was in charge of the money, Ah Zhu ran errands with Wen Fatty, He'er ran errands with Seventh Uncle, Xu Zhenren usually had the habit of repeating meaningless movements, so he kowtowed with Old Wu all the time.

Old Wu was often lazy, but Master Xu kowtowed outright.I asked him, "What's going on in your head?"

He said: "I have a title for my graduation thesis - "What is Beauty, Blood, Mystery and Death)."

I know why he thinks so.The mourning hall is arranged in the old Wu family's old house that no one has lived in for 20 years. Half of the roof has tiles and the other half has no tiles.The gable on the east side has almost collapsed, the light and shadow inside the house are mottled, the wreaths are piled up, the smoke is lingering, the floor is covered with yellow paper, the fancy coffin is simply set up on the door panel, and inside lies the old man who was chubby and looked as if he was alive. Madam, men and women wrapped in silver come and go crying like ghosts, this seems to be a fantasy dream created by Monet.

I really hate our school for accepting a bunch of lunatics.

Ah Zhu came to me and said it was the chef.According to the rules of Lao Wu's hometown, a three-day banquet must be held for the funeral, and the whole village must be invited to eat.I saw that the man in front of me was short and fat, with a smug face, a typical cook.It's a pity that he is much more powerful than he looks. He stretched out a paw, raised it back and forth, and said, "Five hundred and one tables."

I went to Uncle Qi and asked how many tables I wanted, and Uncle Qi counted it out: Every time I serve a table.I turned around and almost knelt down to the cook, sir, I only have 3 yuan!

The cook said kindly: "Young man, there are actually only four meals in the three-day banquet. You see, you only arrived this afternoon, so you can save the lunch at noon. There is no need for tomorrow's breakfast, and the day after tomorrow, you will be buried after lunch." , the funeral is over."

"The five hundred..."

"It's not expensive." The cook said, "From tables and chairs to pots and pans, chopsticks and spoons, from buying vegetables, washing vegetables, cooking vegetables to setting tables, cleaning pots and dishes, from shaking spoons, washing dishes to running vegetables Yes, we will grasp it to the end with one hand and follow it consistently, so you don't need to worry about it at all.

"Okay, it's just you." A'Zhu said.

I disagreed, so I pulled him aside and said, "Have you really thought about it? 500 yuan! It's in the deep mountains and old forests."

A Zhu said: "It is because of the deep mountains and old forests that I let him do it. Otherwise, where would you go to buy vegetables? Also, don't worry about money or not. Old Wu is here. Ask him for money when you run out of money. If he doesn't give it, hit him. You are honest."

I looked at A'Zhu, as if I had never known him before, A'Zhu asked: "What's wrong?"

I said, "Why are you so much smarter than before?"

I don't think he's that smart.

A'Zhu smiled, said to help elsewhere, and left.

The cook was still waiting for my answer, so I turned to count the money for him.The cook bared his yellow teeth and said, "Young man, you have chosen our excellent team, you really have vision."

Bringing a few old women to the funeral scene in the countryside, and you are ashamed to call yourself a team, who else would choose you?

In addition to the chef, there are also "Eight Tones" and "Eight Immortals". Those who play, play, play, sing, cry, and carry all cost money. Even putting a pig's head in front of the coffin cost me three hundred and eighty.

I said: "Chop off my head and put it there. My head is not worth three hundred and eighty." They said: "Brother, why are you saving this? It's all for the funeral. No, I’m sorry, old man, aren’t you?”

I spent [-] on the first day, and I was close to bankruptcy. In addition to these, I also had monk money.What about the monk?

I went to ask Wen Pang, and Wen Pang took off his hat mysteriously. Under the hat, there was a shiny head. Then, he took out a golden cassock from his bag. After caressing him, he put it on and said : "The monk is here"

I cried.

Fatty Wen explained: "This is the standard equipment for the 3000 yuan package. If it is the 8000 yuan package, there will be a real monk."

"What about the 5000 yuan in the middle?"

"It's me too." Fatty Wen said, "But I will remind you, abbot and monk."

He vowed to say that he would recite the Heart Sutra, but according to Xu Zhenzhen, he lay there for an hour, and all he chanted were simple ideals such as "stocks rise and funds also rise".

It was past eight o'clock for dinner, and sure enough, the whole village came.Everyone ate in a mess.

Sleeping after eating is another problem. The old Wu’s house is a dilapidated one, and the relatives’ house is full of female relatives from afar, so we can only sleep in the car.

This is a summer night in the countryside in August. The croaking of frogs and insects are quiet and beautiful, but if the car windows are open, we are feeding the mosquitoes. If we close them, we will be suffocated to death before midnight.Later, I thought of a way to open the window first, cover the outside with a mosquito net, and then sleep inside.

Ah Zhu and I slept in the same car, I desperately slept in the front seat, and he slept in the back seat.Since that diving incident, Ah Zhu has been marking me closely, which makes me feel very delicate.Although I am happy to hang out with him, I am also troubled that he always thinks that I may be schizophrenic.

I couldn't sleep, it was too hot, the air conditioner was turned on and there was not so much oil burning. About ten o'clock in the evening, Ah Zhu suddenly called softly: "Taoer."

I was a little confused, so I ignored it.He said again, "Tao'er, are you asleep?"

I didn't speak, and he started to reach out and touch me. First, he touched the face, ears, the back of the head, and then the neck. He touched the neck for a long time.His hands are wide and rough, with calluses on the palms, which is the result of playing basketball for a long time.I also have cocoons, where I hold my paintbrush.

I couldn't help getting goosebumps. I felt like a hungry wolf or something that was wintering alone with a random human in the forest.I could bite off his throat with one bite, this bloodthirsty excitement makes me tremble, but this stupid human doesn't know, he doesn't even defend himself, he thinks I'm that tender singer under the moon .

He was touching my shoulders, my chest, my chest was itchy, my waist, my waist... I didn't react from the hallucination until then.

"What are you doing?"

He paused, and said, "Are you awake? Why didn't you answer? The car keys fell into the front row."

Then why are you touching me? I didn't ask.

After a while he explained himself: "I'm afraid of falling on you."

He must be very embarrassed. I was about to give him a step down, so I started to look for the key. The key was right at my feet. After I handed it to him, he said, "Go to sleep."

How could I sleep, so I climbed out of the car to calm down.The air was hot and humid, but it wasn't raining, and the mosquitoes hit me precisely like fighter jets.On my right, there is a stagnant river. In Lao Wu's description, it is the most beautiful memory of my hometown, and now it is a breeding ground for mosquitoes.

Old Wu was still on guard, his eyes were red from the heat, I wanted to watch for him for a while, but he said no, because of the effect of adrenaline, he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

I said, "Why didn't you say anything about the divorce between you and Shao Liming?"

Lao Wu asked: "Need to say? This is a private matter. We were united because of love, and separated because of love, and we are still in love today."

Just pull it off.

I said, "Shao Liming is so beautiful. All the female teachers in the school counted her as the prettiest."

Old Wu was silent for a while, and then began to recall a book that poisoned him many years ago, called "Youth Literature and Art".In this book, the beautiful girl is either holding the gadfly's crutch high all day long, declaring battle against the hazy sky, or is watching every move of the people around her with wide vigilant and keen eyes.So he was afraid of beautiful girls since he was very young, Shao Liming is such a beautiful girl...

I said, "Your excuse is like saying you're a coward."

"I am indeed a coward." Old Wu said, "But it doesn't matter if I am a coward or not, as long as Shao Liming can find her realm of life."

I said: "But Shao Liming is also 34, right? It is said that after 35 years old, it is an advanced maternal age..."

"Aren't you going to sleep? Keep pestering me with questions, and I'll beat you up!" Old Wu said.

I escaped.

Old Wu shouted in the mourning hall: "Ah Zhu! Ah Zhu! If you let this kid out again, I will kill you!"

Ah Zhu was soundly asleep in the car, seeing me fleeing back, he asked vaguely, "Where did you go?"

I said, "I was afraid that Old Wu would be too sad, so I ran to comfort him."

A'Zhu said: "You have to get up early tomorrow, so hurry up and sleep."

I felt sorry for lying down and laying down. How patient, gentle, and considerate A Zhu was to me. After this, no, no, no later, I have to go to bed quickly.

At around 04:30 in the morning, Uncle Qi and Fatty Wen started calling for the morning, and then the whole village shouted: "Get up! Get up! Everyone who should go to the crematorium is going to the crematorium!"

Fatty Wen even got into the car to pinch me and said, "Get up, you have a lot to do."

I opened my eyes in excruciating pain and asked him, "Does it need to be so early?"

Fatty Wen said: "You don't know. If you go to queue now, you might have to queue until noon. One is that we have a long distance here, and the other is that the weather is too hot, and the dead are eager to burn."

The chef set up a big stove, cooking porridge and steaming steamed buns, and we ran to the nearest well of the fourth uncle's house to wash our faces and brush our teeth.The whole village is waking up, and there are children crying and dogs barking in the distance, but unfortunately, I don't think this morning is beautiful at all, probably because of the ubiquitous garbage and fermented smell The smell ruined my interest, maybe the beautiful countryside only appears in film and television dramas now.Our department often goes out to collect scenery and walks through many villages. Except for those specially picked up to welcome tourists, the rest are like a pile of ruins abandoned by the rapid march of modernization, guarded by lonely old people and lonely children.

Almost all the young and middle-aged people in this village are working in other places. It is the funeral that brought them back. From a certain perspective, we should thank the old lady of the Wu family. .

We came back from the crematorium, and as Wen Fat expected, it was already lunch time.The old lady turned into a handful of fine powder. Xu Zhenren said that a small supermarket plastic bag is enough for a lifetime, which is true.In the future, if I become ashes, I will spread the fertile fields and contribute to the country's plastic restriction.

We had a table with the "Eight Sounds", and that day's lunch was a fight with flies.Flies here are not counted by "only", but by "float". A cloud of cold cucumbers, a cloud of braised eel, a cloud of chopsticks, a cloud of bowls, and a cloud of human head, you If you eat a little slower, you won't even leave any scum for a while.Even Lao Wu hadn't seen this wonderful scene for many years.

Heer said: "Taoer, what do you think of? I think of the unavoidable and unavoidable rainstorm pear blossom needle. If there is such a hidden weapon in the world, the inspiration must come from it?

Old Wu scolded: "Why are there so many nonsense? Eat it quickly! Let me tell you, this is all the fault of the city. The whole countryside has become its landfill and its victims. The city is a devil, a monster. A bloodthirsty butcher, a bare-breasted slut."

Xu Zhenren said: "Mr. Wu, you are too profound."

Old Wu said: "Xu Zhongchi, you are not bad."

He'er greeted me and A'Zhu and said, "Hurry up and eat, don't talk to them, these two are sick friends."

"Bayin" is very dedicated, and they have to play a few words every time a dish is served.There were really eight of them, some played trumpets, some played suona, some played gongs, some played drums, some played huqin, and two were in charge of singing funeral songs.The woman among them is really an artist, in her forties, with a broad back and bucket waist, and her tune is extremely high. She sang songs like "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" and "Road to Heaven" one after another, much more energetically than on TV.

The whole afternoon was their concert. After singing the opera, they sang after the opera.Chinese are all philosophers, and a funeral is a mournful carnival. Our remote place is the countryside, and so is the farewell ceremony of Babaoshan, where tens of thousands of people bid farewell.

The 3 yuan has been spent, and I even owe the chef tomorrow's food.I asked Lao Wu what to do, and Lao Wu said don't worry, wait for someone.In the evening, sure enough, someone came, and Old Wu greeted him with a wide smile.

Heer hid behind and said, "Why is this guy here too?"

That person is Bai Shu, He'er's mentor, and the most artistic person I've ever met. Even if he is dressed in rags and squatting at the entrance of the village drinking corn dregs, others can tell that he is an artist at a glance.He had recently shaved his head, but it was so elegant and handsome that his plump bald head was like a rusty weight compared to him.

Bai Shu said, "Old Wu, I've brought money."

Old Wu said gratefully, "Thank you, buddy."

Bai Shu said: "You deserve it, what's the point of getting a divorce?"

He turned around and saw me, and said in surprise, "Hey! Aren't you that one? Why are you here?"

I said I would be Lao Wu's son, Bai Shu said yes, maybe Lao Wu would never have a son.He said to Lao Wu, "This temple welcomes you."

I said, "You became a monk again? How many times has this happened?"

Bai Shu looked very troubled and said: "As soon as I enter the mountain gate, I miss the world of mortals; as soon as I enter the world of mortals, I feel bored and want to enter the mountain gate."

He'er made gestures in the distance, meaning to get out of the way quickly, this person will go nuclear, even if he doesn't go nuclear, he will still be disgusted by Zhu Da, Shi Tao and others.Bai Shu was obviously merciful to me. He threw away 2 yuan and was about to leave. We stopped him and said that driving on the mountain road at night was too dangerous. He said there were regulations in the monastery.

After Bai Shu left, He'er and I asked ourselves, "Are there any normal people in the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Hei'er said: "I may not count, but you, Tao'er, are barely counted."

I'm very moved, but I'm really not, Hei'er, fortunately, I won't admit it, I'm such a tough guy, I don't compromise, I don't bargain, even when it comes to Fei Tian, ​​I won't admit it.

When it was time to go to bed at night, we all felt exhausted physically and mentally. Fatty Wen encouraged us one by one, saying that persistence to the end is victory, and the last day is left.We asked why Fatty Wen was so strong, and he said that it was the hard life that tempered him.I think his waistline is hard to reflect the suffering, and Fatty Wen said that you young children know nothing.

Just after five o'clock in the morning, I was pulled up again by Fatty Wen, who said that I was accompanied by Lao Wu, and the "Eight Immortals" went to dig the grave.I was so annoyed that I asked him to find Ah Zhu or He'er, but Fatty Wen said no, the "Eight Immortals" had to charge tips for digging the pit, and after the pit was dug, they had to throw some money into the warm pit, so it was up to me to pay It's impossible to go.

Who made these broken rules? It's not easy to bury a dead person.In short, for the first time in my life, I fell asleep in the cemetery and slept soundly. The gang ran away after digging the hole. I woke up and didn't know the way, and I circled the mountain all morning.

The top of the mountain is full of graves, and it is covered with pines and cypresses.The green pines are like a cover, and the earth is the bed. It is also a blessing that the old lady can sleep here forever.At the moment of lyricism, I heard the loudspeaker of the "Eight Immortals", and the soprano was singing: "Come back soon, I can't bear it alone..."

Then Old Wu shouted: "Taoer—! Bring the money—!"

Then the soprano sang: "Come back soon..."

I ran into the village following the sound, and Old Wu said, "Hurry up, the chef wants to pay the bill!"

I said, "Have you forgotten me on the mountain?"

Old Wu was evasive, urging to hurry up, hurry up.The three Ma friends were immersed in eating, and when they saw me, they scolded: "Where are you hiding and being lazy, you are so useless!" I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and took a bowl to eat.

Ah Zhu probably did a lot of physical work in the morning. He was shirtless and his back was flushed from the sun. Master Xu was still wearing his grandson's filial piety, white clothes and white hat, and suddenly sighed: "Alas, there is no banquet that lasts forever. , get to know each other once, and we must say goodbye in the end.”

Hei'er and I jumped up and whipped him with chopsticks: "You still miss it, don't you? You've been lying in the mourning hall all day without doing shit, why didn't you burn you together yesterday?"

Master Xu said without evasion: "What? Don't you even feel the sadness of the end of prosperity?"

A'Zhu laughed so much that his whole chest was shaking, he said: "You guys are really interesting, but unfortunately I am a senior at the beginning of school, and I don't think I will have much time to get together with you in the future. Thinking of this, I am really happy." Sad."

"Are you busy in your senior year?" Heer asked.

A'Zhu nodded and said: "Examinations, papers, internships, job hunting, college students are worthless nowadays, and they may lose their jobs when they go out. To be honest, I feel a lot of pressure."

The three of us patted him on the shoulder, gloating about his misfortune. This kind of worry about unemployment will not appear on us, because the art department has never been able to get a job smoothly. The seniors are either selling paintings along the street, or hiding in remote corners. , Art is no longer needed in this flashy age.

In the afternoon we buried the old lady, and the crowd dispersed, leaving a few villagers