On the Correct Way of Using the Same Table

Send a message to the end of the world, worry about the cold; the spring breeze is not far away, only at the east end of the house.

This is Xing Mo's first time away from home for the New Year, and he can't help but sit in the car and look around.

"Xing Mo, how old are you this year?" Papa Lu suddenly asked while driving the car.

Xing Momiao became well-behaved, sat very dignifiedly, and then replied, "Uncle, I am 15 this year."

"What month was it born?" Papa Lu asked again.

"December." Xing Mo said.

"Hey, just turned 15? You are one year younger than Lu Xiu, and Lu Xiu is almost 16." Lu's father said.

Xing Mo asked, "When is Lu Xiu's birthday?"

"It was born in March, and it was born on Arbor Day." Papa Lu replied.

Mother Lu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and interjected after listening, "That's right, so every year Xiuxiu celebrates his birthday, we will plant a tree for him."

"So environmentally friendly?" Xing Mo said.

"Hey, after Xiuxiu's birthday this year, you can plant a tree with him, Momo." Lu's mother suggested, and she also followed Lu Xiu's name to call Xing Mo Momo.

Lu Xiu, who was listening on the sidelines, said, "Mom, you are reasonable! I can only call Momo!"

"Stay where it's cool! Can't we kiss each other?" Mother Lu said angrily.

"Okay, okay, boss." After Lu Xiu finished speaking, he put on headphones for Xing Mo, and dragged him to watch a movie with him.

Seeing this, Mother Lu rolled her eyes at Lu Xiu, and then chatted with Father Lu.

Lu Xiu put down his phone and looked at Xing Mo, leaned into his ear and asked, "What tree does Mo Mo want to plant?"

"Anything is fine, as long as you like it." Xing Mo couldn't think of any suitable tree for a while.

"How about planting a sycamore tree?" Lu Xiu suggested.

Xing Mo nodded, remembering the phoenix singing in the "Book of Songs", at Bi Gaogang.The phoenix tree was born and it was facing the sun, so I told Lu Xiu about it.

"I thought you would talk about branches covering each other, and leaves communicating with each other." Lu Xiu pinched Xing Mo's earlobe and said.

Xing Mo was stunned for a moment and said, "Forget it, I don't want to die in love with you, as long as we two get along well."

After hearing this, Lu Xiu couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, okay, we're sure."

It was after one o'clock in the afternoon that Xing Mo and the others arrived at their destination.

Since Lu Xiu fed Xing Mo a lot of snacks along the way, Xing Mo is not only not hungry, but a little bit full.

Lu Xiu's grandparents returned to their hometown in the country, so when Xing Mo got off the car and looked at the surrounding scenery, he felt a sense of trance.

In this somewhat remote village, the highest house is three stories, surrounded by flat wheat fields, covered under the white snow.

In the distance are tall and thin trees, against the gray sky, they look lonely and deserted.

"Come here!" Lu Xiu smiled and took a plush cap and put it on Xing Mo's head, then pulled it down to cover Xing Mo's ears, and then dragged him to grandpa's house.

"This scenery is really good." Xing Mo said.

Lu Xiu nodded and said, "That's right, life here is very emotional, and there is still smoke from cooking until meal time. If you come back at night, you can see the orange light in the window in the snowstorm."

Thinking about it, Xing Mo felt like returning to the village written in an ancient poem.

Grandpa Lu Xiu's house is a standard small farmyard, the roof is covered with blue tiles, and the tiles are covered with white snow.

Bamboo and a few trees are planted in the yard, and the house is heated, so the small life is very comfortable.

No wonder Lu Xiu's grandpa and grandma didn't want to go to the city. If it was him, they definitely wouldn't want to go either.Xing Mo thought so.

"Xiuxiu, don't bring your classmate in!" Xing Mo was in a daze, when he heard an angry scolding, which scared Xing Mo's soul back.

Xing Mo turned his head and saw a grandpa who was not angry and pretentious, which really fit Lu Xiu's image of whipping people when he disagreed with him.

Lu Xiu happily responded, and dragged him into the house.

"Look at you, you know how to yell all day long, what should you do if you scare people?" Grandma Lu said aloud.

Grandma Lu is a kind person, she looks very gentle in her eyes.

After she finished speaking, Grandpa Lu froze immediately, and muttered, "Old women know how to spoil children, what should I do if I spoil them?"

"Okay, let's go cook. I'm still so nice to this old man every day, don't I spoil you?" Grandma Lu said jokingly.

Lu Xiu now feels that his family status has plummeted even more, because even his biological grandma is only interested in chatting with Xing Mo and ignoring himself.

"Our house is small, Momo, you will make do with Xiuxiu later, don't dislike it." Grandma Lu said.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Xing Mo replied.

"What do you like to eat, young man? I'll let his grandpa do it later." Grandma Lu likes this well-behaved and sensible child very much.

"Anything is fine, I'm not picky about food." Xing Mo shook his head, and then said, "Grandma and grandpa have such a good relationship."

"Didn't you all get down like this? Who else wants his bad temper but me?" Grandma Lu said with a smile.

When Grandpa Lu heard this, he poked his head out of the kitchen angrily and said, "There are too many little girls who had a crush on me at that time, why don't you go!"

"Then you go with them! Do I care about you so much?" Grandma Lu said.

Grandpa Lu heard it, and hurried out of the kitchen and said, "Who can I live with? Isn't it you? It's okay, it's okay, you don't care about me, I care about you."

Xing Mo understood who Lu Xiu learned his mouth from.

After sitting in the room for a while, Lu Xiu was kicked out by his grandfather, who told him to take Xing Mo around.

So Lu Xiu dragged Xing Mo along the ridge of the field, the snow covered his ankles, Xing Mo jumped and jumped, as if he had found childish fun.

"Hey, I'll take you to the riverside to have a look." Lu Xiu looked at Xing Mo who was fully armed with only one pair of eyes showing.

"Okay, is it the river that stole my friend's clothes?" Xing Mo said, his eyes curled up.

Lu Xiu looked a little annoyed in his heart, why he couldn't remember anything else, only the black history.

He bent down and rolled a snowball, and smashed it mercilessly to vent his hatred.

In the end, Xing Mo was not afraid, and quickly started to fight back. Lu Xiu, who was not wearing anything but a hat and gloves, was scared and ran away.

"Hahaha, don't run!" Xing Mo chased and smashed.

"I'll run, I'll run, you can't catch up!" Lu Xiu ran ahead, and even took the time to turn his head and make a face at Xing Mo.

After hearing this, Xing Mo chased even faster, but he was about to catch up, but Lu Xiu turned around and stopped abruptly. Xing Mo didn't stop, and fell directly into Lu Xiu's arms.

Lu Xiu's foot slipped and fell on his back on the snow.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?" Xing Mo asked hurriedly as he lay on Lu Xiu's body.

Listening to Xing Mo's question, Lu Xiu winked and frowned, looking as if he was about to die of pain.

"Where does it hurt?" Xing Mo hurriedly got up, but was pushed down by Lu Xiu.

"My heart hurts." Lu Xiu raised his head and kissed him, nothing happened.

Xing Mo struggled twice in anger, but was still held in Lu Xiu's arms.

"Look at you, you only care about chatting with my parents and my grandma, and you don't care about me. Can my heart not hurt?" Lu Xiu kissed again after finishing speaking.

This time he didn't just touch his lips as innocently as before, Lu Xiu seemed to taste everything that Xing Mo hadn't said to him before, the kiss made Xing Mo dizzy.

"Okay." Xing Mo pushed Lu Xiu with a red face, but Lu Xiu also let him go, and the two sat up.

"Oh, I thought of a sentence in "A Dream of Red Mansions." Lu Xiu patted the snow on the two of them and said, "There are little tears and a little panting."

Cao Xueqin wanted to beat someone after hearing this.

According to Lu Xiu's walking speed, it was almost four o'clock when the two reached the river.

Xing Mo and Lu Xiu sat on the bank of the river. In this weather, the river was frozen, and there were bare trees on both sides, and there was no sound of birds.

But Xing Mo liked this kind of silence. He didn't speak, and Lu Xiu seemed to have a tacit understanding, and he didn't open his mouth to break the silence.

Suddenly there were two birdsongs, and it looked very desolate.

There is the sound of jackdaws in the distance, and people are sitting side by side nearby.

I don't know how long I sat there before Lu Xiu said, "I'll show you something."

Xing Mo stood up and walked into the woods with Lu Xiu for a while, and saw a few ginkgo trees, which looked very thin in the woods.

Lu Xiu patted the thickest tree and said, "It was planted by my grandfather specially when I was born."

After speaking, Lu Xiu squatted down beside the tree, as if he was digging something.

Xing Mo looked around the seven or eight ginkgo trees here, squatted down and dug together with Lu Xiu.

"What are you looking for?" Xing Mo took off his gloves to help Lu Xiu dig the soil. It was given to him by Lu Xiu, and he didn't want to get it dirty.

"You'll find out later!" Lu Xiu made a fool of himself, and then stopped talking.

After a while, the two pulled out something wrapped in oilcloth. Xing Mo felt excited, and then found out that it was a small iron shovel.

Lu Xiu took out the shovel and continued to dig, while Xing Mo was in charge of watching.

After a while, Xing Mo saw a square box wrapped in oilcloth, which was tightly wrapped.

Lu Xiu patted the tarpaulin almost clean before handing it to Xing Mo and said, "Tear it down!"

Xing Mo opened it and found that it was a tin box, which contained glass beads, bamboo dragonflies and certificates.

Xing Mo thought that Lu Xiu was suitable for him to recall his childhood, so he happily held a bamboo dragonfly and said, "It's really interesting, you were quite caring when you were young."

As a result, Lu Xiu looked at him calmly and said, "Momo, what you are holding in your hand is my wife Ben'er."

Lu Xiu's words almost scared the things in Xing Mo's hands.

"What? How old were you then?" Xing Mo asked dumbfounded.

Lu Xiu said naturally, "When I was young, they always scared me, saying that I would never find a wife if I was so skinny. So I saved all my treasures, waiting to marry a wife."

Xing Mo was stopped by Lu Xiu before he put the things back into the box.

Lu Xiu said, "No, you can't go back on your word."

"Are you still buying and selling by force?" Xing Mo said with a smile.

"I gave you all of myself for free, and you don't lose money." Lu Xiu whispered.

He didn't know why, why he was so shy, as if he was as innocent as when he was a child.

Xing Mo hugged the things in his arms and said, "Okay, then I'll put them away first."

Lu Xiu nodded, took Xing Mo and walked home.

Xing Mo thought that Lu Xiu would kiss him, but found that Lu Xiu didn't respond at all.

Looking up and seeing Lu Xiu's dodging eyes, Xing Mo realized that Lu Xiu was shy.

As soon as she entered the house, Lu Xiu's mother saw the box in Xing Mo's arms sharply, and teased, "Hey, why did you take out the wife's book? Didn't you never let others see it?"

"I found it, can't I?" Lu Xiuxiu blurted out this sentence when his brain was running slowly, which made Xing Mo's heart beat faster.

Lu's mother froze for a moment and said, "That's really wronged Momo."

Xing Mo smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay, auntie, Lu Xiu was just joking."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiu dragged him into his room.

The author has something to say:

It says that I miss my hometown so much. I only went to the city after finishing elementary school in my hometown. The rural scenery is really beautiful.

Missing home, wanting to go back...

When we were young, the snow would pile up thickly. We even found a small slope to compact the snow on it, and then used it as a slide to slide down.

Indigenous slides_(:з」∠)_

The opening poem is Yu Qian's "Great Taiyuan Coldness". I like Yu Qian's very much, the one who wrote Lime Yin in Ming Dynasty.

If you are interested, you can search his life. I really like this kind of person. He is loyal to his country and people, honest and courageous, and can hold the capital after the Tumu Fortress Change.

In the end, he was beaten to death by Ming Yingzong and a few traitorous officials and bastards. I was really crying in anger.