In early spring, it is still cold.

I heard that Dong He’s basketball game was held as scheduled this year, and the third brother signed up for us.

Time goes by ten years later. There is a capable basketball team in our village. They write a legend in the village with their youth. When they were struggling hard on the basketball court, I was still a child. Out of their love for basketball, they played games, and I stood on the sidelines and shouted and hugged my clothes.

They gradually withdrew from people's vision, and after they got married one by one, it seemed that whether they got married or not was a watershed. After they got married, their energy was devoted to running the family.

We naturally became the most dynamic group of people in the village. In order to pass on the spirit of that year from generation to generation, we still love basketball.

"Boss, you can't let go of the basketball game tomorrow!" The third brother passed by my house and happened to meet me.

"Don't let water go! When will it be let go?" I said with a smile.

The third brother showed an innocent smile on his face, and he looked very happy. He was two years younger than me, but he was the captain of our team. Nothing else, just because of his down-to-earth and love, the captain position was his.

The next day, I pushed the motorcycle into the sun early in the morning and asked it to preheat it first.

"Walk!"

From a distance, I saw Haijiang riding a motorcycle, sweeping down towards the entrance of the village with a cigarette in his mouth.

We formed a motorcycle team, like a long dragon, moving towards Donghe on the steep mountain road.

Sitting on the motorcycle, I felt the biting cold wind, and my ears were red with my frozen ears. I covered my ears with both hands to keep warm. Under the sunlight, the gas from my mouth instantly condensed, turning into water vapor, forming a ball of white mist.

When it was almost time for Dong He, the voice of the commentator came from the tweeter. We came to the basketball court, and there were already a group of people watching the game on the sidelines.

"The next game, the Mawan team is against the Datongzi team. Please ask the captains of the two teams to sign in to the rostrum." Laba Litong knew.

"Lao Lao, go and sign in quickly. " Qiangzi pushed the third brother a little.

The third brother seemed reluctant to do the captain's work, so he said to us: "I signed up for the name. If you sign in, you will not go!"

Haijiang said: "The captain he called to sign in. If we went there, you will go!"

We all agreed to let the third brother go.

The third brother pointed at us and said to us: "You guys finished the goods! I'll go if I go."

After saying that, the third brother shook his head and waving his tail toward the rostrum.

While watching the game on the court, we discussed our tactics. After a while, the third brother came to us with a few vests with numbers on it.

"One person, one piece, put it on quickly! The end of the game will be our game." said the third brother.

When we put our vests on, the referee blew the end of the game. We came to the court and started warming up.

"Everyone runs, runs!"

Our players started running and layups around the halftime. We felt a little nervous before the game. This was the case in a year. There was very little chance to play in front of so many people.

The competition has begun.

We ran back and forth on the court, and we organized the defense while they attacked. After a few rounds and turns, I was already panting and feeling like I was about to explode in my chest.

Halfway through the game, the third brother had a conflict with the opponent's players, and we rushed to save the field immediately. The other party saw us hugging each other, and then let go of the hand that was pinching the third brother's neck.

The third brother was still cursing, and I whispered to the third brother: "Three brother, stop scolding, you will inevitably bump into playing basketball. It's boring for you to do this!"

The game continued, but we obviously felt that the atmosphere had changed a little, so we were careful to defend them, and they were also wary of us.

We lost this game, and we didn't feel any regrets because our strength was indeed not as good as others.

We started to move the motorcycle and left in a flash. When we were about to get to the village, we found that the third brother had not followed. After a while, the third brother rode the motorcycle and rushed up.

The third brother's face was covered in blood, and we were shocked.

"Last brother, what's going on?" I asked with concern.

The third brother shook his head and said, "Oh, I was blocked by those grandchildren and beaten up. You all left, I didn't dare to fight back!"

I angrily kicked the motorcycle.

"Fuck, these grandsons! This revenge must be avenged!"

Haijiang said: "Go to block them tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, that's it!" I said.

The third brother was beaten up and we were very annoyed. We discussed our action plan tomorrow and prepared to avenge our third brother.

The next day, we left very early. We parked the motorcycle neatly on the side of the road, waiting for the arrival of the third brother to beat the third brother.

Before long, a tricycle drove up.

"Just those people on the tricycle!" The third brother pointed to the tricycle and said.

"Brothers, scout guys!" I ordered.

Each of us picked up a wooden stick and rushed towards the slowly coming tricycle.

The driver who drove the tricycle was frightened by the sudden appearance and stepped on the brakes. Our sticks were already hitting them.

"What are you doing?" the main culprit asked while running away with his head in his arms.

"Despicable villain! He actually dares to hit us. Let you see what it means to kill a stick!" Haijiang cursed.

"Third brother, who hits you?" I asked.

The third brother pointed to a young man who was squatting on the side of the road and vomiting blood and said, "That's it!"

"Lao San, you can hit him whatever he hits you!" I said to theLao San.

Without saying a word, the third brother stepped forward and punched the young man.

"Brothers, spare me! I dare not!" The young man begged for mercy to us.

"I'll make it clear to you that you're bullying too much. If there's next time, it's not as cheap as today! Swallow!" I said.

They escaped silently in their tricycles.

"Three, how do you feel? Are you happy?" I asked.

"Boss, do you think they will come to take revenge?" The third brother asked me worriedly.

Haijiang said: "Let them come, we will be welcome at any time!"

I patted the third brother on the shoulder and said to the third brother: "Don't worry! We will be able to get a photo of them when they come!"

I thought this revenge was avenged, but I didn’t expect that on the way back, they rode a motorcycle and machete to kill us!

"Hurry up, throw down the motorcycle and go up the mountain to ambush!" I saw that the situation was wrong, so I quickly prepared to fight.

We went up the mountain, picked up the lumps of earth and smashed them. The lumps of earth were smashed at them like rain. Their motorcycle convoy was instantly hit by our earth shells and fled in a panic.

"Brothers, pick up the stick and chase after me!" I shouted while standing on the top of the mountain.

We turned passive to active, chasing them in the direction of their escape.

"Stop! Let's not chase after the poor, don't chase the poor. Go home!" I turned the motorcycle off and shouted.

After they were knocked back this time, the guys did not seek revenge from us again. Besides, letting go is more important than anything else. It seems that they have all let go of their hatred!
Chapter completed!