He Is Warmer Than Time

The man on the ground sat up.

Song Ran's voice was a little hoarse: "Jingxing, it's still early, it's only after five o'clock, let's go to sleep."

Gu Jingxing folded the thin quilt neatly, and responded softly: "No, I have to work on the ground. Finish it early and leave early."

Song Ran knew that he felt she was wronged here, so he wanted to take her away soon, and was immediately moved: "Or, you teach me, I will cut with you, so I will cut it faster."

Puff... Gu Jingxing laughed out loud.

Song Ran became anxious and kicked him lightly with his foot: "What do you mean? What are you laughing at?"

Gu Jingxing folded the quilt on the ground and put it in the closet to the side. He looked back and smiled at her: "Trust me, teach you time, I can cut half an acre of land."

Song Ran picked up a small pillow and threw it at him: "I look down on people too much."

Gu Jingxing caught the pillow and looked at her with a smile: "Xiao Ran, if you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while."

Song Ran jumped up immediately: "Don't sleep, don't sleep."

Add another charge for sleeping too much to his mother's place. Where would she dare to sleep?

When the two had breakfast, the big horn in the village rang again...

The fragrance of the flower basket

Listen to me sing, sing, sing, sing

Came to Nanni Bay

Nanniwan, a good place, a good place

After singing a section, the voice of the familiar village cadres resounded again: "Villagers, tonight, in the open space in front of the four groups of clinics, movies are shown, and movies are shown. Everyone will watch them when the time comes."

Gu Jingxing grinned: "There is a movie tonight."

Song Ran was surprised while sucking his noodles: "Huh? What movie?"

"I will show you an open-air movie tonight. The villagers of the whole village, watch it together."

Song Ran suddenly became excited: "Open-air movies, I have heard of this, I have heard of it."

Gu Jingxing took the empty bowl in her hand, picked up the dried loofah, brushed the bowl clean, placed it in the small cupboard aside, and picked up the sickle behind the stove: "Well, I have to cut it sooner today. knock off."

Song Ran followed Gu Jingxing and walked along the winding road to Erda's house.

Rural people like to hold a big bowl and eat at the door.

I didn’t take a closer look yesterday. I took a look at it now and found that they were all dressed plainly and there were some patched clothes. She understood what the book said, “New three years, old three years, stitching. Make up for another three years' sadness.

She approached Gu Jingxing and whispered: "Jingxing, are you wearing patched clothes?"

Unexpectedly, Gu Jingxing shook his head: "I didn't go through."

Song Ran was surprised: "Really?"

"Well, I didn't wear it. Jing Xiu and Doudou both passed through. Jing Xiu almost didn't wear new clothes. They were all my old clothes. That kid was quite sensible. Even during the Chinese New Year, my mother was cruel. He wanted to buy him a piece of clothing, and he didn’t want it. Once during the Chinese New Year, my mother secretly bought him a cotton coat. He walked ten miles and returned to the town.”

Song Ran's throat suddenly choked up: "I really can't tell, he is the same age as me."

Gu Jingxing quickly touched her head: "It's better for you to be so carefree."

He didn't want Xiao Ran to endure the hardships he had to suffer because of poverty. She should be the little princess who was held in the palm of his hand.

Not far away, Gu Doudou came bounced and sang: "Sunday morning is foggy, old men picking up **** lined up in a row, blowing whistle, rushed into the garbage dump, broken shoes and socks flying all over the sky... "