problem child adventure

The reason why my father and my mother agreed to send me to Huangchong Village is not only because he is a happy child, but also because my uncle is a middle school mathematics teacher. The knowledge also has very high teaching attainments.

In the afternoon, he gave me a set of high school test questions and asked me to do it myself first. If I can't do it, I can ask him for advice.

To say without humility, my grades are good, and I can still count among the top three in the school. I have already completed half of the test questions for the day in an hour. Here comes my trouble - Huang Tiantian!It's my cousin.He violently knocked open the bedroom door with his small fist: "Brother Ming Er, I'll take you to play, shall we go?" His voice was full of doubts, but his hand was already pulling my arm towards the gate of the yard.

"Thanks, I'm not interested in your children's games." With great strength, he has already pulled me out of the living room.

I refused with a look of disinterest, but the latter said something that made me vomit blood: "It's okay, they are interested in you, I told them that you are a better-looking brother than Xiaomei. They don't believe me and say I'm bragging. Want me to take you there!"

My weird temper is created by history, and it is not a day or two that I don't like to talk to people.Throwing away his hand, and not caring about the cliches, he yelled at the bewildered boy, "Go away! You'll be like a girl if you put on a little flour, don't bother me if you have nothing to do!"

He shook his arms and didn't care about the young and old of the family in the yard, and walked to his nest, but before he walked halfway, this brat who couldn't spit out ivory suddenly vomited blood that made me angry: "Brother Minger, You mean you put powder on your face, no wonder, you look fairer than Xiaomei." After finishing speaking, he covered his mouth and chuckled.

For some people, the way they choose to vent their anger is to lose control-the temper is hot and ferocious.For some people, the way to vent is silence, and I belong to the latter.

The entire courtyard was silent after the kid said, but the atmosphere was extremely dignified.My face was full of coldness and I said nothing, squinting my fierce eyes and staring at his ironic pupils that originated from the child's ignorance of the world.This is my usual look. Every time I quarrel with my mother, I leave this look and settle the matter. Therefore, my mother always said that I was an enemy with her in the previous life.A young boy of Huang Tiantian's age is not afraid of anything, and he really obeys the saying - a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.He didn't understand the look in my eyes, and jokingly pulled my arm again: "Oh, brother Minger, come with me quickly, don't reveal your secret in front of them, or you will lose your life!"

I was still worried that I would embarrass him... At that moment, I was sure in my heart that I would never have any good feelings for him again!Of course, everything will change, and when I think back to this time later, Huang Tiantian is quite cute.

"Xiaotian, you are really ignorant, you just spit out anything you say! Have you finished the homework assigned to you today? It's fun to beat mad dogs every day. Seeing that you don't rush to death when school starts, go and write!" Go do your summer homework!" The uncle suddenly shouted, completely breaking the aggressive atmosphere.

At this time, my aunt who is a good wife and loving mother also hurried over and pulled her son away, "That's right, I can't mess with you Ming Er." Then she took her to the outer door and whispered to his son, "You Ming Er You can't beat you, go play with them, and come back early at night to do your homework."

My temper is impatient and indifferent, but I am not a violent person, let alone attack a child.What my aunt said is obviously taboo about my bad personality. I think my image in their hearts must be accused of being a bad boy by my mother...

"You're the only one who will get used to him." The uncle said with some anger in the serious training.

My aunt didn't care whether my uncle was really angry or not, so she said: "Oh, well, it's normal for Xiaotian to love to play when he is young. It is also good for the child's personality development if he likes to make friends. It's so lonely and we will be sad in the future..." She said and looked at my uncle's eyes drifting to me.

Not a single friend, withdrawn... I know it's about me too.Academic performance and sports are excellent, but only personality is famous in school for being cold, walking alone, not chatting with anyone, and not talking to anyone.

I didn't want to say anything, and I couldn't say anything. My affection for my aunt was shattered. I continued to be a cold-faced strange boy and went back to my room. I couldn't hear what the uncles, couples and grandma who were taking care of the flowers were talking about.It's better to go back and quarrel with my mother who poured black water on me everywhere.

It was late at night, I had finished the test questions, and my uncle just opened my door to tell me that it was time to eat.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and there were hand-made noodles, but because of the day's events, it made me feel like I was chewing wax, and I said I wanted to go back after eating half a bowl.

Grandma stopped me, and said with a senior look on her face: "Don't stay in the house all the time, you're already white enough, and if you cover it, you will turn into a dead face. Go to the river with your uncle and your brother tonight Go take a bath, the Huangchong River is cool at night in summer. Many boys your age love to come here to play. Make more friends and come back. Your mother told me when she left, saying that you have no friends when you grow up so old. Poor fatal."

I really don't know whether I should thank my mother for her hard work, or my grandma for her kind reminder... I don't like to make friends and do what they do!

"I'm not in the mood." Since the image is all stained with ink, why not say something euphemistic, "I'm going back." After speaking, he got up and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, my feet became stiff and I couldn't walk anymore.Huang Tiantian didn't know when this brat slipped over and hugged my leg.

"Brother Ming Er, let's run first!" Pulling me, I ran out the door.This time his speed was many times faster than during the day, and I was dazed that he had already pulled me into the village road.

The roads in the village are paved with concrete, and the feeling of walking is the same as that on the street.Just entering the night, the hundreds of lights in Huangchong Village are not noisy, and the cicadas are also quiet at this time, probably having dinner like people.The environment in the countryside is indeed much better than that in the city. The cool evening breeze drives the fresh air, without the turbidity of exhaust gas and the confusion between food stalls.The moon also seems to be bigger and clearer than it looks at home. The white light attracts people's eyes, making people obsessed with their mother body, that bright body.

"Well... your rural environment is not bad."

"That's not right, brother Ming Er, don't stop, come with me, we will be No.1!" The cousin's eyes are determined, his face is full of winning expressions, I can guess that he must be with his The little ghost friends competed in a boring game.

For the sake of the moon today, don't bother with him, and follow him straight to the Huangchong River.Along the way, the insects were buzzing but not noisy, and I didn't care about the weird nursery rhymes of Huang Xiaogui. I kept thinking in my heart, why is the name of this village so weird?Huangchong Village, Huangchong River...

I remember that my primary school Chinese teacher once introduced that most villages in China are inhabited by families with the same surname. Later, villages were formed because the area of ​​residence for descendants multiplied and expanded outwards.And those village names are mostly based on family surnames plus things unique to the village.In Huangchong Village, my mother’s family is all surnamed Huang, so it starts with the word Huang, but what I can’t figure out is why the word worm is added after the word Huang... Could it be that the worms in this village are special?

"Little devil, is there anything special about the bugs in your village?" I asked the cousin who was walking in front of the chickens and ducks.

He turned his head, and curled his small eyebrows into a character horoscope: "Why are bugs so special?"

"Then why is your village called Huang Chong Village?"

"Grandma said it's called Huangchong Village, so it's called Huangchong Village, yes, why is it called Huangchong? Brother Minger, do you know?" He asked me back.

I was silent, and it was my miscalculation to ask this kind of question with a child. I caressed his almost bald head perfunctorily, and wanted to say let's go, you still have competitions.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man's rough voice came from behind: "Our Huangchong Village really has special worms. The young man is a relative of Xiaotian's family. Why don't I know you?"

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