She returned to Wen''s home, which was picked up by Wen himself. In the study, Si Guan was scolded, and it seemed that it was over.
However, ah Heng didn''t like to speak any more than before. He still laughed at people, and his gentle and friendly appearance did not change much.
Her mother bought her a lot of food, clothing and playthings, and would like to take them home in sacks. This love, do not know is in which toss sleepless night, the result that guilt contradiction escalates for how long. However, the mother is finally satisfied, if she has filial piety, can only be happy.
What makes people frustrated is that when he sees Si''er, ah Heng always draws a tiger in his heart and is afraid to get close to him. Falling in the eyes of Siguan, I''m afraid I''m afraid I''m guilty.
From which day on, Yan Xi seems to be suddenly intimate with her, taking her as a good friend, or the kind that hasn''t been seen for many years. She accepted the kindness with a smile and felt that life was more bloody than the eight o''clock TV series.
I don''t know if it''s spring. Every weekend, she always sleeps and doesn''t leave her room all day. Full of vigour,
asked her grandpa to move to the farthest bedroom from the staircase. The window opened was a Wutong tree. When she moved, she added new branches, green and tender.
rice with stewed pork love her new room. Every evening she always sneak to her window and stand on the branches of the Indus tree, screaming, and facing her birds and birds. It reads "stewed meat and marinated meat", which is ancient and strange, like the master; but when she reads Chinese textbooks to it, Mandarin is still hopelessly bad.
Every time I read the last sentence of the "master''s table", I always laugh at the dark little eyes of stewed meat rice.
Sister Zhang was also very depressed and sighed: "what''s wrong with the child? Originally stay, don''t a gut to the south wall, magic barrier. "
SIL tearfully: "it''s all my fault."
Ah Heng smiles and pretends not to hear.
When, where and where did you make such mistakes? She would like to see herself as a gentleman, but there are still people in the world who are willing to pour sewage on her.
Every weekend, aheng always goes to hat alley and brings good soup and water. Looking at the shrimp performance progress, the small face son meat Du Du has the blood color, she felt very down-to-earth in the heart, the mood was much better.
Children always like to tell her about delicious food, tell how disgusting class so and so, bullying him short, and how he bullied the frog back. She did not treat her as a stranger at all, and she acted like a coquettish to lawlessness.
"You seem to have raised a baby. It''s good. You must be a good wife and good mother in the future." Xin Dayi made fun of her.
She blushed and was still speechless. It''s hard to talk about this private wish in front of others However, all girls want to marry and have children. It''s a good thing to be a good wife and good mother. So she calmed down and turned to Dayi with a smile: "ha ha, that''s a good point!"
Dayi spray smile: "little girl, just how old to think of getting married, very thick skin!"
Aheng Hengyan: "well, I wish you can''t marry a wife or have a son all your life. You don''t have a chance to be a good husband and a good father."
Many years later, a word became a prophecy and ah Heng died.
I knew that at that time, I wish that every time I buy lottery tickets, whether it is sports lottery, lucky lottery or scratch lottery, all of them will win, and I will be awakened by Euro!
In his spare time, Yan Xi always had a lot of excuses to pull her home to play. He found aheng had a talent for playing games, and he accepted her as a close door disciple. Unfortunately, ah Heng always beat Yan Xi''s villains to shame and make him look blue.
Fortunately, this is a good coax child, a bowl of spareribs noodles, immediately smile.
Recently, the language line of stewed meat rice has been wrongly bridged. It no longer chirps like "stewed meat and stewed meat". It starts to pretend to be deep, with its small wings tucked in behind her, and she is filled with emotion that "I don''t know what''s going on.".
Yan Xi chuckles and plays with the small head of the little thing: "you know you don''t know what you''re talking about!"
Aheng, helpless, took the tearful stewed meat rice in his palm and comforted him for a long time.
"Ah Heng, don''t spoil it. The little thing is not so delicate." I hope to raise my eyebrows.
Aheng smile: "not delicate, not strong." So weak existence, always care to be able to feel at ease.
Youth curled his lips: "Xiaoqiang is small enough, but it is still invincible!"
Ah Heng is pale. If she shows off her words, she can say nothing but hope.
The young man suddenly widened his black and bright eyes and looked straight at ah Heng. After seeing her hair, he opened his mouth with deep feeling: "ah, poor child, recently you have lost so much weight. Did you not have a good meal and patronized your daughter-in-law who was fighting with Si''er and pretended to be a little daughter-in-law for self abuse?"
Ah Heng smiles and rolls his eyes.
"In order to show sympathy, Ben Shao decided to..." The boy pauses, with a serious expression, "please drink!"
What''s Martian thinking?
Ah Heng smiles and nods.
He took advantage of the good time of the old man''s social intercourse and Li Baotou''s dozing off, took her and sneaked into the underground storage room."It''s so dark!" Aheng is glutinous and has a mouth.
"Hush, keep it down. Don''t let Mama Li find out!" Yan hopes to keep his voice down.
"Why, don''t you drink?" Ah Heng is confused. When she was in Wushui town before, she often accompanied her father to drink a few cups, either green leaves or plums. She had a large amount of wine.
"Child, you are a minor, a minor!"
In the dark, one hand hesitated for a moment and then patted her on the head like a dog.
"Oh." Ah Heng nodded, but he didn''t know if he could see clearly in the wine cellar.
It turned out that this was obviously a habitual thief. After a short while of scurrying, he came back with the wine in his arms.
She adapted to the darkness of the wine cellar, and her eyes were gradually able to see the general outline. In a large area, a lot of wine, mostly made of ceramic, seemed to have strayed into an ancient winery.
Back to God, Yan Xi has already sat on the ground with legs crossed.
Aheng chuckled and sat opposite him, learning from the appearance of a teenager.
"Here it is." Yan Xi was very generous. He left a bottle and handed it to aheng.
"That''s it?" Ah Heng Dai, at least there should be a cup, right?
"Or else?" Yan Xi smile, "don''t worry, there is a lot of wine here, don''t save for my old man."
Aheng is very powerless. She feels that she has difficulties communicating with Yanxi. However, looking at the young man''s complacent appearance, she feels that she is not grand enough. After all, her life is seldom happy. So he groped for the bottle''s mouth, picked out the wax stopper with his fingertips, demonstrated with a smile, and drank a big mouthful, and the pungent and clear taste came into the mouth. This is how people get used to saying "the desire to speak".
The young man looked at her, eyes in the dark, like white crystal in the maintenance of a good old ink jade.
"Fen Wine?" Ah Heng asked.
Yan Xi nodded and handed it to her: "try this again."
Ah Heng sipped his mouth. The bitter taste choked his nose, but it was warm and sweet in his mouth.
"Yanghe?"
Yanxi''s eyes brightened: "how do you know?"
Ah Heng''s face was slightly red: "when I was a child, my father had drunk wine secretly. Bulk, very cheap, although impure. "
The young lip angle rises, murmured a, the voice is very small: "before how did not discover, is a piece of treasure?"
Treasure? Ah Heng was stunned. After a while, he laughed. Probably, only Yan Xi would say so.
I don''t know whether it''s good or bad before we have a final conclusion.
On that day, dusk pervaded the whole courtyard, only two people hid in the dark cellar, pushing bottles for bottles.
When he came out, the boy''s face was already red.
"Ah Heng, if you ask me, what do you say?" He asked her, half blinded, drunk.
"After drinking the juice and heyanxi, it''s delicious." Aheng smiles, his face is white and clean, and his lips, teeth and fingertips are sweet.
"Good." He patted her on the head again and laughed childishly.
"Ah Heng, next time we are free, let''s drink juice together." Juvenile smile, exposed the gums on the small red meat, stretched out the slender little finger, naive cute, "pull hook."
Ah Heng is neither laughing nor crying. His little thumb gently picks up the young man''s finger and instantly puts it down: "good."
Every time she makes a promise, she will realize it. This is a kind of persistence, but it is also a kind of terrible.
As a result, she became Yan Xi''s regular fruit juice friend and later a wine friend.
This is the case when we are close to each other, but not so when we are far away.
At the beginning of June, it was already extremely hot, and the central air-conditioning system in the house began to operate. The constant temperature of 26 degrees centigrade is neither hot nor cold, which makes ah Heng a little depressed.
She doesn''t like too comfortable environment, especially the artificial environment. So, when she gets free at the weekend, she runs shrimp home mostly. Adults are busy, let go of school, home often only Siguan and Sier.
Speaking of it, she was thin when she was a child, and her family was pampered. She studied for a year at night, and only went to high school this summer. At present, in order to prepare for the high school entrance examination, Siwan rivets enough strength to give SIL a high, there is a great potential not to give up the exam Xilin.
It was Monday again. Aheng''s biological clock was stable, and he opened his eyes at a little bit. But this time, but unintentionally borrowed the external force, was a burst of dumb bad bell wake up. Open the curtains, under the parasol tree, stood the red boy, leaning against a dilapidated bicycle, smiling brightly, looking up at the window, and pressing the bell with hands.
"Ah Heng, look!" He was a little excited.
"What?" Ah Heng rubbed his eyes.
"Yogirl, see, quick see, my rickshaw, with beams!" Yan hopes to dance.
This car?
Ah Heng laughs: "where did you come from?"
The young man spat: "I found it from the storage room yesterday. The old man used to ride it. It''s twenty years old. Now it''s rare. I don''t want him to see it! "
Ah Heng sighed: "have you eaten yet?"
"A bowl of soybean milk, a bowl of Hu spicy soup, three steamed buns?" Yan Xi''s face brightened.She holds up the window and smiles. Yan Xi has always had a small breakfast. He has been holding up a bowl of soybean milk. Today, he seems to be in a good mood.
"I''ll take a walk in the yard first. Hurry up and take you to school later." The young man turned around, waved his hand, and stepped on the beam in a funny way. He looked like an old man and shook three times. This foreign car is not far from being scrapped.
While she was chewing on the steamed bread and concentrating on breakfast, someone knocked on the door angrily.
Mrs. Zhang opened the door. It was Yan Xi, with several black marks on her face and hands.
"What''s the matter?" Think and smile.
"I haven''t run half a circle, the chain has fallen off and I can''t get on it!" Yan Xi sat down with his eyes wide open and took up half of his face.
"What chain?" I think I''m confused.
Ah Heng laughs: "the face is dirty."
Yanxi mumbled and ran to the bathroom. Aheng put the steamed bread and went out with the repair box. Sure enough, I saw a bicycle that was almost paralyzed.
She frowned and looked at the chain that was older than her age, and the pliers and the screwdriver fell on the floor. Well, let''s see which one looks good on you!
Crackling, clanging.
Aheng looked at the chain of shaking back to his original position and felt that he was really talented. One day, he asked grandfather he whether there was a shortage of people
"How was it installed?" Yan Xi was surprised.
Ah Heng pondered, is this a physical principle or a mathematical principle, or both? She looked up and Yanxi laughed.
Ah Heng knew that his face must not be better than Yan Xi just now. He covered his blush with seriousness: "I think you should, thank me."
Yan Xi is also serious: "I think you should consider the mood of a person who likes comedy."
Ah Heng stares, one, two, three, can''t hold back, smile.
Yan Xi also smiles, and her index finger gently rubs off the girl''s eyebrow: "today I can ride on this foreign car. Thank CCTV, MTV, rolling stone, Sony, aheng, OK?"
Ah Heng nodded implicitly, dark and cool, ha ha.
On this day, aheng sat on his bicycle, which was very much like the toss of the sedan chair on TV, dizzy and crooked.
The broken car was swinging at the speed of one step per second, and met Xin Dayi on the way. Obviously, he had never seen the world before. He was startled. He opened his mouth into candy and studied all the way with great interest.
Yan Xi Nu, twisted his head, and hit Xin Dayi directly. Although the car is broken, it still has some lethality.
Yan Xi looked at the fallen Xin Dayi with disdain. He covered the young man''s leg with the wheel and went away with the air.
Ah Heng blushed, covered his face, and made up his mind to hide his ears and steal the bell: others can''t see someone in the back seat of a broken car. If you can''t see, you can''t see.
But in the end, knowing that Yanxi is easy to regret, easy to be stubborn, easy to show off, embarrassed, awkward all the way, or accompany the young all the way.
It''s just, how long does it take for him to realize that this company is precious.
Sometimes, even if you empty your heart and pay all, it is hard to trace back.
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