Chapter 29 I guess I have a good impression

“If you hit the other side, it will be considered powerful...”

The fish pond covers an area of ​​​​large, thirty or forty meters long. , if it is wide, it should be thirty meters from here to the other side.

It is indeed very primitive. Where there is water, there will be people...

After all... water is needed to take root.

The opposite side of the fish pond still belongs to Bauhinia Street, but it has not yet been developed. It used to be cultivated land, but now most of it has been abandoned. It is just a piece of wasteland. Some of the old people from Bauhinia Street are taking care of it, growing vegetables and fruits. Anyway, just treat it as a farmhouse.

As mentioned before, Beicheng District is all about industrial development, and it is normal for agriculture to be abandoned.

If Anting remembers correctly, Bauhinia Street will be expropriated by the real estate company five years later, which happened to be the year An’s father passed away. At that time, An’s father left with half regret and half satisfaction. The regret is that his business failed and he lost his family fortune. The satisfaction is that with the demolition, his son will have a good life for the rest of his life.

This man was worried about his son until his death.

Although I really want to tell you that Anting received a generous amount of demolition compensation and relocation housing, the reality is cruel. The developer had a problem and the capital chain was broken. After one year in Anting, After paying half of the temporary resettlement fee, only the unfinished hometown is left.

How desolate it is to be alone, facing these ruins.

The only consolation was that Song Ci hugged Anting at his father's funeral.

While Anting was reminiscing about the past, Song Ci, who was eager to try, did not take any time off. He imitated Anting's movements and failed.

Don’t mention it, it looks impressive.

Four consecutive floats!

What’s funny is that Naite, a stupid dog, thought that Song Ci was going to play Frisbee with it, so he rushed towards the fish pond, intending to take the stone back, but luckily he was held by Anting. .

"Stinky dog, don't go!"

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Regardless of whether this stinky dog ​​can swim, just do Having a fishy smell all over your body is troublesome.

Song Ci may have experienced the joy of floating in the water. His eyes were shining, his mouth was slightly open, and he looked inexplicably excited. He lost it several times in a row, and wanted to hit the other side of the river...

Of course it’s impossible.

Anting has tried for so many years but has never succeeded.

Even so, the young man looked at Song Ci who was having a great time and did not hesitate to praise him. He clapped and said: "Very good, you have obtained my true inheritance., from today on, you are my disciple, given the title - Qingzhuishui Piaoren. "

Hearing such a second-rate speech, Song Ci couldn't hold it back again. She laughed so hard that the redbuds around her all withered, but didn't seem to have.
< br />At this moment, the young man suddenly thought of what he had thought a long time ago - I have no bad thoughts about Song Ci.

I should still have a good impression.

After all ...Look, she is so beautiful, as beautiful as a redbud flower.

She didn’t know the young man’s inner thoughts, but just complained: “If you ask me to steam people again, I will fry them. Anting! Let me show you my real skills! "

"Fuck me? you sure? "An Ting asked with amusement.

Song Ci has the demeanor of a young school girl of this era, simple and beautiful, and can't quite understand the other party's dirty accent. There is no doubt that he is there, definitely Said: "Fire you to death! Fire you to death! ”

Anting also laughed, laughing very wildly.

But this craziness lasted only a few dozen seconds, and he quickly recalled the time when he was hugged by Song Ci in his previous life. In one scene, he couldn't help but said: "Thank you..."

"Why are you thanking me all of a sudden..."

"God knows, it might just be a whim. "

When Song Ci looked at the smile on the young man's face, he always felt weird.

An Ting joked again: "No...thank you for being willing to fire Kill me! ”

“Uh...well. ”

The innocent Song Ci is indeed very cute.

At this time, Uncle Wen, the owner of the food stall, and several uncles from Bauhinia Street residents worked together to carry a I set up a wooden dragon boat and walked over.

That’s right.

There are still two months of Dragon Boat Festival. It’s time to take out the dragon boats on the street, wash them, and find time to practice again. A practice.

In my hometown town, every year’s Dragon Boat Festival has this repertoire—each street or village has a dragon boat team, and then they compete on Hepan Road.< br />
It’s not a large-scale competition, it’s just a small town where people entertain themselves and create a festive atmosphere.

“Xiaoting, are you coming this year? "Uncle Wen saw Anting and said hello.

In school, Anting's identity was a bad student, a scumbag, and a bad gangster.

In the streets, he He is just a naughty and mischievous big boy. The uncles don't hate him. Although they will tell their children not to imitate him and use him as a negative example, they are actually very happy to get along with...

Just think about it, if you are an uneducated rural uncle, would you like to get along with polite and slightly distant scholars, or would you like to stay with careless and careless riffraff?

Of course it’s the latter, they are very comfortable to get along with and don’t worry about so many details.

“Have you participated in rafting?” Song Ci asked curiously.

Every village and street has a team to participate in the dragon boat race, but Song Ci lives in a community where there are many outsiders and does not participate in local activities.

So... Although Song Ci has moved back to the small town for many years, she has never participated in these. At most, she is an audience.

By the way, the location of the dragon boat race is in the river next to Hepan Road. Otherwise, why would you think Hepan Road is called Hepan Road! ?

"Well, if I remember correctly, I should have started participating in the first grade of junior high school, because my dad is responsible for the dragon boat rice and rice dumplings on Bauhinia Street every year. Thanks to this, I and I These uncles are very familiar with each other."

An Ting added that if he remembered correctly, he was not lying, because he really couldn't remember clearly and always felt that these memories were very far away.

Rebirth brings a strong memory gap.

In the first year of junior high school, Anting began to participate in Dragon Boat Festival rafting. His results were good and he remained in the top three. There were about fifteen teams in the whole town. Being in the top three was considered very impressive.

　“Oh…”

Song Ci didn’t know that Anting also participated in dragon boat rafting. I don’t know why, but I had a little expectation and wanted to see it with my own eyes…< br />
An Ting came back to his senses, looked at Uncle Wen, and replied loudly, "Let me see what the situation is, this year's high school entrance examination~"

The high school entrance examination is in mid-June. The Dragon Boat Festival is in late June, about ten days apart. It depends on the situation, so you can't make a reservation so early.

Uncle Wen was still enthusiastic and said: "Stop delaying and come here quickly. The boy from Hepan Road is also participating this year. You were second last year, won't you win back this year?"
< br />It was hard to reject the hospitality, so Anting still agreed verbally.

"Who is that boy on Hepan Road?" Song Ci asked curiously.

An Ting scratched his face, showed a smile, and said: "You also know... Wei Feng."

"Ah...that person."
< br />Song Ci has an impression of Wei Feng, a problem student no less than Anting.

Do you still remember Anting’s self-examination at the 100-day swearing-in ceremony? The reason was that he had a fight with Wei Feng, and he chose to admit his mistake; Wei Feng was more stubborn and would rather be suspended from school thanI admit my mistake, and I have never shown up in school until now.

If Anting is a lone ranger in his hometown junior high school, then Wei Feng is a kind of existence like a bully. That person has his own gang and is a true villain, often representing his hometown junior high school. Compete with other schools for territory.

An Ting and Wei Feng are not classmates, nor friends, nor even enemies.

They are obviously enemies, but not to the point of fighting to the death. Deep down in their hearts, they probably recognize and appreciate each other, and they are both enemies and friends.

It’s just that because both of them are young people, they are not suitable for staying together. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, so they can only maintain a situation where the river does not get into the water.

Having said that, it is the nature of young people after all, and friction will occasionally arise. There was a fight some time ago.

At this time, Uncle Wen looked at Song Ci and joked: "Xiao Ci, come over and watch Anting paddle when you have time during the Dragon Boat Festival. Your cheap brother is quite handsome."

“Well...ok!” Song Ci snickered.

An Ting rolled his eyes and muttered: "You are the one taking advantage of my brother."

Unknowingly, Song Ci already knew people on Bauhinia Street. , not only Anjia and his son, but also other people, it doesn’t feel bad.

Song Ci moved back to her hometown town in the middle of elementary school, but she never integrated very well. Unexpectedly, by the end of junior high school, she started to like it a little bit.

Life is really unpredictable...