chapter 05.

Xue Youka had just escaped and ran to find the tiger skin, but he heard the sound of the tiger skin being beaten far away from his door.

It was Hupi and his mother who was lecturing him: "What's wrong with learning? I'll steal it from others! Your second master only planted so many mulberries, and you plucked them all!"

Hupi twisted his limbs wildly: "It wasn't me! I didn't steal, it was Xue Youka who asked me to go. It was him, him, oops..."

"He doesn't learn well! You don't learn well either!"

"Crack!"

It's the sound of wicker fanning against the skin, which makes people shiver.

Xue Youka stood outside the red iron gate and listened silently to Tiger Skin's screams. In the end, he did not enter their house and ran home by himself.

"Cheng Yu, why did you come here by yourself? You asked me to find him easily." Uncle Wei looked for him in the mulberry garden for a while and saw him picking a red mulberry. He just put it in his hand to look at it without eating it, so he said:

"Although the red ones are beautiful, they taste sour and immature. You have to pick the black ones, which are plump and big, to be sweet."

They came to the base to pick fruits and paid an entrance fee. Each person paid 60 and could eat as much as they wanted, but Cheng Yu didn't eat much.

His melancholy of not being interested in anything made Uncle Wei and his grandfather very worried.

Because Cheng Yu was not born like this.

Shortly after he was born, the child was diagnosed with a heart problem and had a heart operation at a few months old. Fortunately, the operation went well and he survived.

For this reason, the Cheng family regarded Cheng Yu as their heart, and the whole family doted on him.

Even in his studies, he had teachers come to his home to teach him, and he rarely had contact with outsiders.

Many children who have suffered from heart disease will become weaker when they grow up. In order to keep Cheng Yu healthy, a professional physiotherapist makes a fitness plan for him, and arranges a certain amount of fencing and equestrian lessons every week. A nutritionist provides him with

Formulate a recipe and a doctor will come to him for a physical examination every few days.

This kind of armor makes Cheng Yu look very healthy, and there are no problems in regular physical examinations. He is even taller and stronger than Cheng Ziwei, who is two months older than him. However, a childhood isolated from normal life also has its consequences.

The child is withdrawn.

The family realized the problem and sent him to school.

But with a personality like Cheng Yu's, he didn't make many friends in school. He was indifferent to everyone and had little interest in learning. I don't know when he started, or what kind of opportunity, Cheng Yu proposed that he want to learn drums.

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His parents were obedient to him, and of course they would not disagree with such a small request. They did not understand this instrument, so they hired a teacher to teach him and built a soundproof room for him to practice drumming.

Not long after, I heard that Cheng Yu had joined a band. The members of the band were all boys three or four years older than him. It was said that because they couldn't find a good drummer, they accepted a child as the drummer.

He had a hobby, which he thought was a good thing at first, until he heard that the band they formed was called "Angry Rhino", or "Angry Rhino" for short. Cheng Yu even gave himself a stage name called "turbo".

I think this hobby is too nondescript.

But Cheng Yu insisted on being a drummer, and his family doted on him, so they had no choice but to let him play music like this. This went on for several years, until not long ago, when the family servant was cleaning, he found Cheng Yu in the soundproof room.

faint.

The reason turned out to be that when playing the drums, the rhythm was too fast, causing the heart to beat too fast.

The doctor said: "Although there is no problem with the heart, it still needs to be observed. You can put this instrument aside for a while and don't play it for the time being."

Only then did the family realize that the drum set was actually an emotional instrument. Cheng Yu was not playing music, but releasing his emotions that he had nowhere to vent.

He was ordered not to touch the drum set and was forced to quit the "Angry Rhino". It happened that his grandfather Chu Jin came back from abroad to win the award. He made a phone call from Qingzhou to Macau. The Cheng family sent a yacht to take Cheng

Yu crossed the Qiongzhou Strait from Macau and arrived at Qingzhou Pier. Uncle Wei drove him and took him to Shanling County.

Cheng Yu was playing drumsticks in the room, spinning the two drumsticks around in his hands. He liked to play like this when he was bored, either spinning the drumsticks or playing pen beat. The curtains were opened, and there was gurgling music outside the window.

Flowing water, lush midsummer scenery.

After living in Shanling for so long, Cheng Yu actually liked this kind of quiet nature, surrounded by rich inspiration.

Grandpa knocked on the door.

"Cheng Yu." Grandpa came in with a pot of tea, "Come and smell it, does this tea smell good?"

He opened the lid of the pot and fanned it, and Cheng Yu smelled the aroma of tea.

"Fragrant." He doesn't know anything about tea.

"Then let's go pick tea leaves with grandpa later. This tea was given by the boss of the lychee base that day."

When Cheng Yu heard the words "lychee base", he raised his eyes.

Grandpa continued: "He gave me a bag. I just called to ask. The tea was grown by a neighbor of his. He said there was a tea garden on the mountainside." He blinked as he said, "Ziwei.

He is still sleeping, so we and I will go there without calling him."

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After lunch, Xue Youka slept alone in the tree house.

He had just removed the wires yesterday, and he dared to climb the tree house today. The tree house was made by his grandfather when he was very young. It is about 1.3 meters in height and less than 1.6 meters in depth. The tree house is hung on the door.

The curtain is a little small for him now, to prevent mosquitoes from coming in, but he can just crawl in with his waist up, so lying down is no problem.

Xue Youka hugged two sofa pillows and curled up slightly. When he was in a daze, he heard someone knocking on the door outside: "Is anyone there?"

He half-opened his eyes, and the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the tree trunks of the tree house fell on his eyelids.

The knock on the door came again: "Boss, you're buying tea."

Xue Youka woke up, went down the ladder, and opened the big iron door.

He yawned and rubbed his eyes: "Do you want to buy tea?"

"Kid, does your family sell tea? I saw the sign on the roadside said tea, Xue family, is it your family?" Grandpa heard his voice was familiar and looked at his face carefully.

"Yes, our family sells tea." Xue Youka's eyes were still squinted and his hair was soft and disheveled from sleep. He opened the door and let the guests in, "What kind of tea do you want? How many kilograms?"

Cheng Yu's eyes fell on him.

Grandpa recognized him: "It's you, kid."

Eh?

Xue Youka took a closer look. At first he didn't recognize the old man, but then he saw the young man next to him, and he suddenly realized it.

"Hello, uncle."

This uncle is a good man, and he was praised so much that night, but this brother is not.

Xue Youka always remembered that day when he asked her for money, remembered that he closed the door unceremoniously that night, and remembered that he wanted to report him for stealing in Mulberry Garden.

"I didn't expect that this tea garden was opened by your family. What a coincidence." Grandpa had a very good impression of him and his tone was a little softer. "What kind of tea does your family have? Can tea be picked in the tea garden?"

When Xue Youka moved to the county a few years ago, she followed her grandma to the mountains to pick tea. She has long forgotten that now. She only remembers that tea merchants used to come to harvest spring buds and Mingqian tea in March, and the price seemed to be more than ten yuan per catty. This

Several years have passed, and the price of pork has doubled, so the price of tea will not stop, right?

He walked in as he spoke: "Lingyun pekoe tea is picked before Grain Rain, and costs thirty yuan per catty. If you want to go to the tea garden, you must buy more than ten catties, or pay a separate entrance fee."

Their tea garden is not big. When I was a child, Xue Youka loved to go there with a few good friends to play hide and seek. I remember that in March, guests came to pick tea. There was also such a rule. If you picked more tea, there was no admission fee. If you picked less tea, there was an extra charge.

cost.

Grandpa heard what he said so eloquently and found it very interesting, so he asked again: "Where are your adults?"

"The adults are not at home."

"Kid, if your adults are not at home, who will take us to the tea garden?"

"I'll take you there, it's not far!" Xue Youka was wearing trousers today that his grandma had modified for him with needlework. They were made of cotton and linen and had loose legs.

"I'm going to change into a pair of sneakers." I took two guests to a tea garden to pick tea. No matter what, I had to earn dozens of yuan. It happened that there was no one at home, so I could earn some pocket money.

He put on his shoes, put on a fisherman's hat to protect the sun, locked the door, and Xue Youka led the guests up the mountain with tea picking tools on his back.

After the stitches were removed, he now has no major problems walking and climbing mountains.

Xue Youka heard the old man ask himself: "Kid, how old are you?"

Did you lie last time?

Xue Youka couldn't remember clearly. He rolled his eyes and said that he was thirteen years old.

In fact, he celebrated his eleventh birthday just half a month ago.

"That's one year younger than our Cheng Yu. This brother is fourteen years old." Grandpa pointed to his grandson next to him who was almost as tall as him. "Kid, what's your name?"

"Xue..." He was more thoughtful, "Xue Liqing."

Even if he doesn't look like a bad guy, it's not necessarily true. In the legal programs he's watched, bad guys won't say they are bad guys, not to mention he doesn't know them.

Grandpa was not sure whether he was a boy or a girl at first. He said he was a girl. He looked handsome and dashing. He said he was a boy. His appearance and facial features were too soft, and his voice was sweet. Besides, when we saw him that night, he was still wearing the same clothes.

Skirt. Only when I heard the name did I know that it was really a girl.

Grandpa asked him how long it would take to walk up the mountain, and Xue Youka said twenty minutes.

"It's just the one up there, do you see it?" He pointed to the deep green sunken area in the mountains, which was the tea field planted by the Xue family.

The mountain roads are made of natural stones and are not very easy to walk on. The roads are slippery due to rain and muddy, making it easy to slip.
To be continued...