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"Oh...um"

"I said I like the tsundere Ann."

"……Ok."

"Does An An like me? Does An An like Momo?"

"I'm freezing to death, go home."

"Hey hey, blushing means liking."

"..."

"Hey! If you don't refute, I will admit it!"

"..."

"As expected, I like An An the most."

"..."

1 "Miao": a kind of wild fruit on the mountain, this is the dialect, the scientific name is raspberry, small red granules, appearing in pieces all over the mountains and plains in summer, I liked this most when I was a child.

Chapter 22 Chapter 22

"Grandma, I'm back."

"came back."

The old man was sitting on a small wooden bench handling a white radish that had just been unearthed, and Qiao An went over and squatted down to pick up a piece of dirt, "Grandma, whose radish is this? Is it grown by myself? It looks delicious. "

"Your neighbor Uncle Li's family heard that you were back, and specially gave it to you. The land at home has already been given away."

Joan blamed himself for talking too much. Grandma is the only one in the family now. Where is the trouble getting up? The plum tree in the southeast corner of the yard is well taken care of. "Grandma, does that plum tree still grow plums?"

The old man roughly patted the soil off the radish, and then used a kitchen knife to cut off the top of the radish with leaves, "It grows a lot every year, but it's a pity that no one eats it, and most of them are rotten."

"Call me when the plums are ripe, and wait for me to eat them. If I can't finish them, I can take them back to my friends."

"When you were young, you loved to stare at the plums on the tree. If you were still green, you had to pick them off and eat them. If you were bitten, you would not have a long memory. In our family, you are the only one who loves to eat, and I don't know who you follow."

"And this kind of thing, I don't remember."

Qiao An squatted on the ground and raised his head slightly to look at the old man in front of him. The first thing he saw was the wrinkles on the old man's forehead, and the black and white hair reflected a faint luster in the sun.

"Grandma, I will come here to play when I have free time, ah," Qiao An finally remembered that she had neglected someone, she looked back for that figure, only to find Mo Mo standing under the plum tree with her head up, looking at something "Momo, what are you doing there alone?"

Probably it has been pruned, and there are no dead branches on the plum tree. Although the leaves on the tree are not as green as in summer, they still show vitality. The girl standing under the tree heard her name being called, but there was no one who called her name. Flying over like she expected, she just tilted her head and smiled quietly at her.

Qiao An looked in Mo Mo's direction in a daze. She was not sure whether the two people's eyes were on the same line. The only thing she could be sure of was that she was really looking at her.

"An'an, is your friend over here?"

"Ah... no, she seems to like that plum tree very much, and she doesn't know what to look at when she stands there, and she ignores me." Joan's tone carried something that she had never discovered before, which could be called "acting like a baby." "Emotions.

"It's cold outside, go back to the house first, and call your friend." The old man said lightly, picked up the processed radish and went back to the house.

Facing the suddenly indifferent relatives, Qiao An was a little at a loss. The figure of the old man disappeared at the kitchen door, and Mo Mo still stood under the tree and looked at this side quietly.

"What's the problem?" Qiao An whispered irritably, and ran to the second floor by himself.

Back in the room, the more Joan thought about it, the more angry she became. Grandma didn't mind it. That guy Mo Mo said he liked me just now, but in a blink of an eye he put on that unfathomable look for someone to see. Feeling that something is wrong, Grandma is like this, Mo Mo is like this, and I am like this, Qiao An has the idea of ​​going back, "Ah, no, I just stayed for one night and said that I want to go back, what should grandma think?"

It would be great if there was a message from the store telling me to go back now. With this thought in mind, Qiao An turned on the phone, but unexpectedly received a message from Zhou Li——

[We discussed it yesterday, avoiding the peak period of New Year's Day, and want to go to the hot spring in two days]

[An'an, do you have a swimsuit]

[I checked Taobao's swimsuits, which cost about 100 pieces. The hot springs are package tickets plus buffet prices. I think it's okay. Let me show you.]

[Meituan link]

[If you can, please be sure to go with us, I haven't told the two of them about this, I'm waiting for the reply ing (heart)]

[ps: Although I said something like that yesterday, I can make an exception this time. Overall, the cost is still not small, and the agreement can be moved to the next time (heart)]

"What, it's all about this, how can I refuse." Qiao An lay on the bed, buried her face in the soft quilt, and suddenly had the urge to cry.

"An'an, you want to suffocate yourself to death."

Mo Mo pushed her up from behind, but Qiao An didn't push her away with a look of disgust like before.

"What is this, your classmate invited you to go to the hot spring." Mo Mo put his head on the neck of the person under him, "Don't you want to go, or do you want to go?"

"I don't know." Joan's voice was muffled.

"Go ahead, An An isn't so poor, right? She just talks about wanting to be friends with others, but it won't work without actual actions, An An."

"I do not know."

"An'an's friend is very gentle. She has been trying to reach out to you. If you don't get a response, your arm will be tired."

"...What kind of metaphor are you talking about?"

"It's just a common metaphor. I might as well reply for you, just say go... ah, don't you stop me? I know. In fact, An'an still wants to go. It won't work. It's always up to me." Pushing you forward, An An will not be able to grow up."

"It's so noisy, are you an old lady!"

"Really, An An has been acting like a baby to me recently. Although acting like a baby is very cute, An An also has to try to act like a baby to others. This friend is so gentle, and he will definitely accept An An's acting like a baby with a gentle embrace... ah --Why hit me, it hurts, An An, you must be a hot girl."

"...Can you come with me?"

"Well, what did you just say, An'an, I couldn't hear you in such a low voice."

"I said! Can you go together!"

"You're going deaf, don't yell in my ears, I can hear you."

"I said, An An, if I go, it will be all for nothing, yoxi yoxi, An An is a brave boy."

Qiao An sat up and turned Mo Mo aside, expressing her anger with practical actions. Is this person really treating himself like a child?

"Besides, they and I are not from the same world. Although I really want to meet An An's friends, I can't."

Qiao An put aside the staring eyes with Mo Mo, and for some reason, Mo Mo, who said what he just said in Qiao An's eyes, showed a sad smile. Obviously, the word "sad" should not even match you at all. So Qiao An escaped habitually, and habitually deleted the scene just now from his mind.

"If I could be like you, I wouldn't be here."

"An An is An An, and your friends know that you are such a person, so they keep throwing olive branches at you, so don't feel uneasy about yourself like this."

"I said you, you can even publish a complete book of ji soup."

"I want to be An'an's exclusive ji soup master."

"Don't rush over, hey!"

In the end, Qiao An still agreed to the invitation to soak in the hot spring with anxiety and anticipation. The day of soaking in the hot spring will definitely be a sunny day.

Chapter 23