Sometimes things feel destined. I dreamed at night, dreaming about my childhood and the playmates I grew up with. Unexpectedly, he contacted me the next day and said he was going to go on a business trip to me.
My playmate, from the perspective of blood relationship, is my uncle in my family, and from the perspective of the relationship between the two, we are like brothers. He is 3 years older than me and is the king of children at the entrance of our alley. I basically follow his butt if I have time. In summer, we go swimming in the river together; in winter, we go skating in the river together; in spring and autumn, the hills next to the village are the most common. Sometimes, two people stay in the tree bored and can play for most of the day.
is slightly larger, and you can only see it on weekends. He is a perfect academic master, and I am a little ordinary in front of him, but now when we think about playing together, we rarely mention learning. Of course, I may have forgotten it after mentioning it.
has nothing particularly fun. The most common thing to do is to walk along the mountain road to the river... However, we are all used to this kind of companionship. Compared with other children in the village, we are all "outliers".
Meet again. In this remote land in the southern country, two middle-aged uncles have high-similar youth experiences and memories, but they can also feel each other's struggle and vicissitudes in a foreign land. Only when the local accent reappears again, they are still under the big toon tree in that hometown.
