Little Fiction ｜ He Jing: Niu La Drum

Text/He Jing

"Xi Rong is coming back!" The news was passed on ten or ten, and the whole Xiyang Village knew it. The young and middle -aged young people in the village do not know who is fine Rong, but when he heard "President Zheng", people's eyebrows were excited: Yeah, is the female boss of the listed company?

Yes, it took 43 years from the start of the company to go public from the company to the company. When she left Xiyang Village, she was still a big girl with a dark and darkest. She is now a big boss who is a net worth of tens of billions. He touched the old things, and the older old man had an olives in his mouth, and he took his eyes to peek at Lao Chen.

Lao Chen is 65 years old, and he has never left Gudu Township for most of his life. From the seat of the township chief, he rejected his son's house bought in the city. He resolutely returned to his hometown. Not only because he is the head of retirement, but more importantly, he is Zheng Xirong's "that".

"That"? When she was young, she was brave and enthusiastically. She was not afraid to say to my little sisters: "Chen Kuisheng is a flesh and egg that grows on my heart." This story is too strong, making Chen Kuisheng, a big man, embarrassed. After graduating from high school, he stayed in the village as the deputy captain of the production team. Although he was young, his character was first -rate, he was well done, and he was prestigious. Xi Rong grew up playing with mud with him since he was a child, regardless of those who are virtual and brain, love clearly said it. Chen Kuisheng's heart was moved and warm, like the sunny sunlight.

But the two people who are better are to separate. Uncle Xi Rong's uncle found her outside a good camp who entered the factory as a worker. She asked Kui Sheng to go to the world with her. Kui Sheng was humming first, but he was forced to ask anxiously. He squatted on the ground, blushing his head and not talking. Then asked, the man who was engraved on the sharp heart was a courageous counseling, saying "I promised my dad to lead everyone to live a good life and build a good hometown." Xi Rong was so annoyed: "Your dad is a village secretary, and his eyes are only one inch!"

Time is almost blowing the earth like a strong wind, more than 40 years like a light finger. The villagers talked warmly, and their eyes slipped. This old Chen, who has been a cadre for many years, has remained motionless. Inside, I have long been over the river.

The young Secretary Zhou of Xiyang Village received a notice from the county and township. After the discussion, the date was decided to make a social fire with the "cattle drum" on the day of Xirong returning to the village. The second is to welcome her with the biggest etiquette.

Lao Chen knocked on Secretary Zhou's door. The next day, everyone in the village knew: Lao Chen took the initiative to ask for a big drum.

Xiao Chen knew that he had run through two red lights and came back to persuade the old man to "not impulse." Xiao Chen's bitter heart, he knelt down to his father. Why? Xiaozi Xiao Chen had something to hide from Lao Chen. Lao Chen's medical examination last year found cancer. Xiao Chen's mother died early, the head of the township brought him big, and his father and son were deeply affection.

Xiao Chen cried with a man with a man with a cries and asked the doctor. The doctor's tone is optimistic: "As long as you take medicine as usual, keep your mood optimistic, I have not seen patients who live with cancer cells for 20 or thirty years." In this way, Lao Chen is talented and wants to return to the village alone. Xiao Chen Also depend on him. But Lao Chen Ren just has a limit, and you want to play Niu Lao Drum!

In the end, Xiao Chen was filial piety. She asked or cried, and she still didn't let her turn her mind.

On the day of Xirong's return to the village, Lao Chen was wearing a placket soil cloth shirt, a waist wrapped in green silk ribbon, and black pants and black shoes. At first glance, he was a bit "guy". With the three long snails of "Woohoo", the three heads were holding the red silk cow, and the three big drums played slowly.

！,, 咚! The heavy drum sound was like thunder, rolling over the sky.

Unfortunately, Xi Rong was busy talking to the leaders accompanied by the city, sideways, and even Secretary Zhou couldn't get into his mouth. Lao Chen was completely immersed in the drummer's world. He did not have detailed Rong, as if returning to youth, a single hammer, double -throwing hammer, dazzling, followed the rhythm, and made "look back at the moon", "golden chicken independence", "boy boy", "boy boy" Worship Buddha "beautiful shapes.

Looking at the old villagers of the social fire, their eyes are busy, and their main energy is Xie Rong: She still doesn't look at Lao Chen? Is it completely thrown to the back of this person?

In the last action, Lao Chen jumped with two young drummers. Suddenly, his legs were soft, almost in the air, and fortunately maintained a balance in time. Xi Rong finally looked over, and his eyes were shallowly exclaimed and worried. But she did not see Lao Chen's face. Lao Chen and the drummer raised three red silk, namely: serving the cow to the people, the innovative development of the burst of cattle, and the hard -working old ox.

In the eyes of fine Rong, a thin layer of tears was covered, but it was even more clearly distinguished by decades of aggregation and discrete. The ripples of the heart lake returned and returned to peace.

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