Xiao Qiang 丨 prose

Small strong, short, dark skin, high forehead. He did not have a high diploma but a lot of knowledge. He is a brother of mine and a living treasure in our circle of friends.

We went on a spring trip together, and the small strong and flexible body shuttled through the delicate flowers, sometimes holding the yellow spring flowers in our mouths, and sometimes pinning the pink peach blossoms to our ears. A few sisters-in-law will secretly sprinkle red petals on his small inches of hair. His skin was too dark, even the red flowers could not reflect red, and even the fierce sunlight could not tan. He made all kinds of funny moves, which made everyone laugh more than once, and he also spat out a mouthful of white teeth and laughed.

Don't look at the little strong legs short, but he runs fast. In the summer, we went hiking, sweat on his high forehead with the ends of his hair, like a woman's bangs, looking a little funny. Let everyone laugh and make fun of it, he is not annoyed or annoyed, and he laughs at himself with witty words and funny words along with everyone's topic. I don't know where the humorous language came from, just open your mouth.

He cultivated a lot of fields around his company and planted a lot of fruits and vegetables. His vegetable garden is everyone's vegetable garden, and every time we go, we pick it to the fullest. No matter how busy the business was, he pulled out to accompany us, shouting loudly, "Pick more and pick more..." and invited us into the house, pouring tea and water, and chatting.

We often receive calls from Xiao Qiang who get together at random, sometimes five or six people, sometimes more than a dozen people, everyone sits around, talking, laughing and laughing, and enjoying themselves. We imagined that when we were old, several of us would rent the same old age apartment, eat together, live together and play together, and spend the old age together.

Xiao Qiang has a gentle personality and is generous and righteous, but when he plays poker, he becomes a person. He has a good brain, can remember cards, as long as his teammates do not issue good cards, he complains, his voice rises an octave, his forehead rises, and he stutters incoherently. Whenever this happened, his teammates quarreled with him, and the two sides fought red-faced. The people who are chatting next to them will never stand idly by, and they will also stir up fire and shout. In this way, the noise and laughter, the sound of the sound into the ears, one after another. A group of people, want to fight, want to say, want to laugh and laugh, people do not fortify, do not disguise, will not care about saying the wrong thing to provoke people, not to mention their own face deformation, twisted state. Tonight there is a fight for playing cards, and tomorrow it is still Xiao Qiang who will contact the card players.

Xiao Qiang lost his father at an early age, and his family was poor when he was young. The poor man's child was in charge of the family early, and in order to subsidize the family, he dropped out of school very early to help his mother. In order to reduce the burden on his mother, Xiao Qiang is hard-working and tenacious. In the face of life's ups and downs, he fought hard all the way, never complained, and bravely moved forward. On the road of entrepreneurship, he fell down again and again, and he has always insisted on innovation and surpassing himself. Although entrepreneurship is hard, but small strong, crawling and rolling, in the continuous tempering, has changed from pig iron to steel.

He didn't drift because his career grew. He is still humble and low-key, and he does things with kindness and kindness. No matter who his family and friends are in difficulty, he will take the lead and do his best. He has a good temper, is always happy in front of people, and wants to do everything thoroughly.

We know he endured too much. He put all his bitterness and bitterness to the bottom of his heart, and what we see is always a smiling him; even if he is tired, he also has a tired smile.

After all, we can't resist the erosion of the years, and Xiao Qiang can't resist it. The strong little strong waist plate is not so straight, and the wrinkles on the face are getting deeper and deeper.

On the way we are slowly getting old together, I hope that Xiaoqiang will think more about himself, not too difficult for himself, be kind to himself, and raise his body well. Only by being healthy can we achieve the happy and beautiful old age of our meeting.

(Photo by Liu Wenming)

About author:Chen Jianjun, female, born in 1971, from Lijin. In his spare time, he likes to record his own experience.