Rebirth do not come

Chapter 2 The lingering ghost

When passing by the bun shop, Ni Hui let go of Sha Hanming's hand: "Wait for me, Sha." He took out the money from his pocket.

Sha Hanming looked at him and asked, "Have you not eaten breakfast?"

Ni Hui said: "My mother gave me breakfast money, and I'll go buy some breakfast. Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate, the breakfast my grandma made for me." Sha Hanming said.

Ni Hui bought ten steamed buns for one dollar, and a carton of milk for one dollar: "Okay, do you want some sand?"

Sha Hanming said, "I'll try a steamed bun."

"Well, let's eat." Ni Hui put the milk under his armpits, stretched the plastic bag with both hands, let Sha Hanming take the steamed buns, and then ate the steamed buns with his right hand, each ten cents Xiaolongbao, with thin skin, thick meat, juicy, and a strong fragrance of green onions, is really delicious. 1992 is really a wonderful era.

Ni Hui, with a soul in his twenties, mixed among a bunch of little kids, throwing handkerchiefs, riding on the slide, and swinging with the children, and actually enjoyed playing with great interest, without any embarrassment, he said to himself , It's like reminiscing about my childhood again.

Children's Day is coming soon, the school district will hold a cultural performance, and Panpan Kindergarten where Ni Hui is located will also participate in the performance. The kindergarten teacher arranged a dance for everyone, and selected lively and lovely children in the class to participate. Ni Hui is also a young actor one.

During the dance, Mr. Li, who taught the dance, found a strange person in the team: "Little Ni Hui, what's wrong with you today, what's wrong with you, why did you dance wrong again?"

Ni Hui said that he was under a lot of pressure. He couldn't remember how to dance, so every time he saw Sha Hanming in front of him doing the moves, he could follow them. In this way, he was half a beat or even a beat slower than everyone else. Shooting, sometimes the reaction will be wrong, and it will be the opposite of everyone's hands and feet.This dance teacher has been rehearsing for a long time, and everyone is very familiar with the dance, and will perform on stage in two days. With Ni Hui doing this, the effect of the dance will definitely be compromised, and he will not be able to get a certificate. Although the children Dancing is all about participation, but the teacher's mentality is that he wants to win prizes.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I forgot." Ni Hui obediently admitted his mistake.

"Can't jump?" Teacher Li was also anxious, it's this time, where can I find the child to help me.

Ni Hui probably understood the teacher's anxious mood, so he said, "Teacher, teach me twice, and I will understand." Children's dance is simple, so it should not be difficult to learn.

"Well, after school, you go back with the teacher, have dinner at the teacher's house at noon, and then learn how to dance with the teacher, okay?"

Ni Hui nodded: "OK."

When school was over, the children ran away in a swarm. Only a very small number of children whose homes were far away were picked up by their parents, and the rest of the children went to and from school by themselves. In China in the early 90s, people were simple and honest, and the social atmosphere was good, and children could run freely. Ni Hui and his peers were raised like this since they were young.

Sha Han knew that he couldn't go back, so he looked back at Ni Hui, Ni Hui waved at him: "Go back first, Sha, we will go home together in the afternoon. Go to my house and tell my mother that I won't go back for dinner. It's gone." In fact, he doubted whether anyone in his family was at home. Most of the time, it was Chen Liping who rushed back, put the lunch she bought on the table and left, and let Ni Hui go back to eat by herself.

"What if your mother is not at home?" Sha Hanming was very aware of his family's situation.

"It's fine if you're not at home." Ni Hui said.

Ni Hui was carried by Teacher Li onto the back seat of her bicycle.Their side is Dongcheng District, and the teacher's home is in the eastern suburbs, which is almost the fringe of urban and rural areas. Of course, these places have all become prosperous urban areas later, but now, they are still relatively remote areas, but Ni Hui feels that everything looks Very good, very strong pastoral flavor.Ni Hui's grandmother's house is in the eastern suburbs. There is a big yard with vegetable fields, and he likes it very much.

The small town is not big, and I will arrive at the teacher's house in ten minutes. The teacher's house is on the side of the road.She put Ni Hui down and told him to play with her daughter Fangfang and wash rice for cooking by herself.Fangfang had just entered elementary school, and she walked home for lunch at noon, so Ni Hui and Fangfang played outside the house.

At this time, the sound of trumpets and drums suddenly sounded on the road. This is a battle only for those who hold funerals. The two children curiously poked their heads to see the excitement. They saw a few banners coming, and a few people in white mourning clothes followed Behind the guard of honor, it looked deserted, without a coffin. This should be a funeral procession for welcoming guests.

When Teacher Li heard the commotion, she also ran out to watch the excitement. Although she is a teacher, after all, she is also a woman who loves to gossip.While choosing vegetables, she chatted with the neighbors next door: "I heard that it was a couple who died, they were only in their thirties, and they died in a car accident?"

The neighbor said: "That's right, there are still two children left in the family. The older one is only seven years old, and the younger one is only two years old. They are both boys. It's so pitiful."

Teacher Li said again: "The driver was caught, right? I heard that he lost tens of thousands of dollars?"

The neighbor shook his head and sighed: "It seems to be 5 yuan. Two people will pay [-] yuan. What will happen to the two children in the future? It's really a crime."

"Yes, the two children are pitiful." Teacher Li sighed.

While they were talking, the group of people had already arrived. The one at the front of the line was a boy not much older than Ni Hui. At that moment, he turned his head and met Ni Hui's eyes.Ni Hui was taken aback, why did the eyes look so familiar.The other party kept looking at him, walked over, and looked back at him.

Teacher Li saw that the team had left, and called the two children: "Come in, let's eat peaches."

Ni Hui was still shocked by the glimpse just now. What he saw just now was Shui Xiangdong?That's right, Shui Xiangdong said that his parents died in a car accident at the same time when he was a child.How could it be such a coincidence that when I came to the teacher's house for the first time, I saw him.Ni Hui's small chest was panting sharply, and it was difficult to calm down for a while, he was really a lingering guy.

Fangfang called him from the room: "Ni Hui, come and eat peaches."

Ni Hui was awakened from his thoughts: "Oh, here we come."

While eating, he kept thinking about the water going east, so that he put all the food on the table.Ni Hui felt embarrassed, but Teacher Li didn't blame him, as if he thought it was normal for children to miss meals.And halfway through, I praised him several times, saying that he is very obedient and sensible.Ni Hui is embarrassing, but it's normal to be praised. He is not yet six years old. Teacher Li is a very encouraging parent. It would be great if his own parents were like this.

After dinner, Teacher Li taught Ni Hui how to dance, but Ni Hui was a little absent-minded, and he didn't fully learn it after teaching it twice.Ni Hui saw the disappointed look in the teacher's eyes, and said, "Teacher, I'm sleepy. I don't have a good memory. I can make up lessons after school."

Teacher Li saw that he had a good attitude, so he didn't feel angry. He just patted his head and said, "Let's go to school in the afternoon and study again. You go to sleep now, and the teacher will wake you up later."

"Okay." According to the teacher's instruction, Ni Hui climbed onto Fangfang's small bed, lay down next to Fangfang, closed his eyes, thinking about the way Shui Xiangdong kept staring at him, why did he look at him? ?Does he know himself?Could it be that he was reborn too?Thinking of this possibility, Ni Hui lost all sleepiness. This is too scary, it must not be true, don't scare yourself, anyone can be reborn.Besides, even if he was reborn, it's none of my business, I have to pretend I don't know him at all.After living a whole life again, you must never fall into the same pit twice, otherwise you will be so stupid that you will die without any discussion, and the god of fate will also be made to cry by yourself.

Back at school in the afternoon, before getting out of the car, Sha Hanming ran over: "Mud, you are here, I went to your house, your mother is not at home."

"Well, it's okay, I'll tell them myself when I go back tonight." Ni Hui was carried off the bicycle by Teacher Li.

Sha Hanming took his hand: "Let's go, I'll bring you something delicious. My grandma fried sesame balls, which are delicious." Sha Hanming took out a bunch of newspapers from his schoolbag, which had been The oil was soaked through, and when I opened it, there were two sesame balls inside. He picked it up and said, "Mud, you eat one."

Ni Hui looked at the sesame ball wrapped in newspaper, hesitated for a moment, and picked up the sesame ball: "Sand, don't use newspaper to wrap food in the future, the newspaper is too dirty."

"It's not dirty. Yesterday's newspaper has been kept on the table, it's clean." Sha Hanming held another hemp ball with the newspaper, and began to eat it with relish.

Ni Hui said: "There are lead prints on the newspaper, lead will make you sick if you eat lead."

Sha Hanming blinked his eyes: "Okay, I'll tell grandma. You are so good, Mu Mu, you know all about this."

Ni Hui gulped down the hemp ball. To be honest, it tasted very good. If it wasn't for the newspaper wrapping, he would like to keep it and taste it slowly, but now he just wants to destroy it and eat it in his stomach. There is no such obvious psychological burden, and after eating: "Sand, let's go to the slide."

The two children raised their oily hands and went to climb the escalator without wiping them. It's not that Ni Hui didn't think about wiping his hands, but who cares except himself. Children should be like children and have no restrictions.

After school, the children left one after another. Teacher Li stayed to make up lessons for Ni Hui, and Sha Hanming also stayed with him.After playing for an afternoon, the unhappiness that was affected by Shui Xiangdong at noon has long since disappeared, so he learned very quickly, and soon fully grasped the main points. Teacher Li was finally satisfied and let him go home.

The two children carried their schoolbags and kicked home all the way. The small flowers and grass on the roadside, butterflies and dragonflies, puppies and cats, as well as various shops, and the neighbors who talked about homely things were all the objects of their attention.Sha Hanming was very curious, and he would go over to see what he saw. Ni Hui had no choice but to accompany his little friend, and when he felt that it was almost done, he dragged him away.Walking all the way home like this, a few minutes' journey often takes one to two ten minutes or even half an hour.

When I was about to get home, a familiar song came to mind on the TV in the neighbor’s house: "I have horns on my head, and a tail behind me..." Sha Hanming became excited, and hurried home: "Hurry up, mud, " "Little Dragon Man" is about to start."

Ni Hui laughed: "You go back first."

Sha Hanming waved to him: "Bye bye, mud."

"Goodbye sand!"

Ni Hui ran home bouncing around. He heard a movement in the door. His parents had already returned. He opened the door with the key in a very good mood, and pushed it open: "Mom and Dad, I'm coming back—" The last word has not yet been heard. After saying that, he paused, and the house was in a mess, as if the typhoon that passed through the border last night had gathered in his home.

The author has something to say: "Little Dragon Man" was broadcast on June 1992, 6. If the plot needs it, I moved it a few days earlier. Please express your concern.