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"Her mother seems to be a bit manic." Wang Hongli quietly shared with Tao Xuan, "Gossip from the back table."

Wang Hongli has always felt that Fang Zi is a collection of contradictions. He is obviously not interested in studying, but he writes well. Left and right, others don't want her to force her.What kind of growth environment has created such a person? "Happy families are all alike, but unhappy families are unhappy in their own way." Wang Hongli lamented that although this sentence written by Tolstoy is old-fashioned, it is really an eternal truth.

"All living beings are suffering." Tao Xuan said.

Wang Hongli burst out laughing, breaking the repressed topic, "Why does it feel like we are meditating every time we chat before going to bed?"

"Last time, it was infinite Prajna at ease." He lifted the quilt from the bed, and shook the quilt away vigorously. The flower quilt was covered with peonies embroidered by Grandma Wang, and the cotton inside was newly spun in winter. Wang Hongli saw Tao Lie down like that and watched his movements, thinking of playing a prank, he grabbed the quilt by the head and rushed towards Tao Lian, and the quilt caught Tao Yao who was caught off guard.

"Hahahahahaha!" Wang Hongli succeeded, laughing heartlessly. He nailed the horns of the quilt to the bed with both hands, and pressed Tao Yao through the quilt to prevent him from turning over. The people under the quilt were arched. , Gradually there was no movement.

Wang Hongli was afraid that Tao Lian would be crushed, so he withdrew and pushed Tao Lian. Tao Lian didn't respond, and bowed into the quilt like a shrimp, and the quilt was stretched out by him, "Are you okay? I'm under it?" Wang Hongli shook Tao Yao again, and Tao Yao's body was like dough being swayed by others, but there was still no response, Wang Hongli was a little worried, he wanted to lift the quilt, and he hadn't made a move when he got close to Tao Yao, and was swept away like a tsunami Lang rolled over to him, and Wang Hongli, who was covered tightly by the quilt, fell on the bed. His arms and legs were struggling. Tao Huan was stronger than him. He struggled for a long time and couldn't get out. ?!" The shout came out from under the quilt, and the effect was greatly reduced, and the muffled voice was a bit aggrieved.

Tao Xuan was full of smiles, and there was no guilt on his smug handsome face, "I've always been bad."

Discouraged, Wang Hongli rolled up the quilt and lay down. He lifted the quilt and greeted Tao Xuan, who slid into the bed after turning off the light.It was getting warmer, but Wang Hongli was still curled up in long-sleeved trousers, because he liked to sleep curled up.

"My mom called last week."

Tao Xuan was lying on his back, but when he heard Wang Hongli speak, he turned around and faced him head to head.

"Ask me if I feel that the class in the second semester of the second year of junior high school is tight."

"Ah."

"Ask me how I did in the midterm exam, and I said it was okay."

"Ok".

Tao Xuan responded, Wang Hongli's nagging seemed to be hypnotizing him, making him a little sleepy.

"Then she asked me which high school I was going to take, but I never thought about which high school to take, so I just said what I could go to. My mother scolded me for being stupid, and she was a little angry." Wang Hongli said His mouth was a little dry, so he stopped.

"She wants me to go to Suzhou for the third year of junior high school, and then go directly to the senior high school in Suzhou."

The two were very close, their breaths were crossed, and the temperature of the air at the nose and mouth rose a little, and Wang Hongli moved back in a hot state.

He licked his lips, "I don't know if I should go."

Tao Xuan opened his eyes, looking at Wang Hongli's eyes that were still shining in the dark night, "Do you want to go?"

Wang Hongli couldn't help but get angry from the bottom of his heart, recently Tao Huan was always like this, he liked to throw questions to Wang Hongli, obviously Wang Hongli wanted to hear Tao Huan's opinion, but he always avoided it.Wang Hongli didn't answer, and turned his back to Tao Xuan angrily. Tao Yao didn't wait for a reply, and didn't speak, and the conversation before going to bed was interrupted.

The summer insects were chirping faintly outside the window. The residents upstairs hadn’t rested yet. The sound of walking up and down was transmitted to Panchun through the floor. Tao Ling opened his eyes and could only see Wang Hongli’s back. He was already asleep. , The continuous breath is like a dense net, covering Tao Yao without leaving any gaps, and Tao Yao feels a little empty in his heart, his heart seems to be a big pit, which constantly needs warmth to fill it.

Tao Ling silently moved into the bed. He half-bowed and bent his legs to follow Wang Hongli's sleeping position, leaving a punch distance between him and Wang Hongli. Wang Hongli's soft black hair exuded a scent of flowers and fruits. He took a deep breath, and the sweet smell in his nasal cavity drifted down his trachea into his lungs, filling his empty chest cavity little by little.

the next morning.Sunlight poured in from the window, waking up Tao Xuan in his sleep. His curled up right arm was pressed a little stiffly, and the soreness and numbness spread along his forearm to his shoulder. He slowly sat up with his arm propped up. There was only He is alone.

After making the bed, Tao Xuan walked out of Panchun. Several residents with their suitcases were gathered around the small table in Jingxian Hall.

Wang Hongli hurriedly settled the bills of the residents who were catching the high-speed rail, and sat on the twig in the main room to turn on the computer to check the accommodation reservations. His uncle will come back from Qicun at noon today, and Grandma Wang and Awan will stay in Qicun for three days. One day, he secretly noted down the arrival time of the guests who were coming to stay in the morning, and turned to the kitchen to get bread for breakfast.

While sitting at the Eight Immortals table eating bread, Tao Xuan came in from the door carrying a bowl.

"Good morning, Yuzi." In the bowl was the noodles that Grandma Tao had just ordered. The noodles were covered with green scallions. The soup was delicious, like noodles boiled in soup. Wang Hongli didn't say hello to Tao Ling, and just buried himself in eating While eating the bread, it was obvious that he didn't want to care about Tao.

Wang Hongli felt that his temper was very weird. He had never been indifferent to Tao Huan, but Tao Huan was always non-violent and non-cooperative with him when he was a child.

Tao Xuan's Cold War is different from other people's. He can still say what should be said, but his depressed emotions are fully released, and every cell in his body is sad. Wang Hongli is most afraid of this kind. As long as Tao Xuan is like this, he will I can't help feeling guilty, and then reflect on myself.

The bowl gradually cooled down, and the noodles became lumpy. Tao Xuan stood in front of the Eight Immortals' table, filling Wang Hongli's field of vision, waiting silently.

Wang Hongli sighed, put down the half-eaten bread, dragged the blue and white bowl on the other side of the table, and started eating with his head down.

He was really manipulated by Tao Xuan.

Fish soup is added to the noodle soup, which is white, fragrant and delicious. Even if the noodles are a little lumpy, the taste is more than twice as good as that of dry bread.

After scooping up the last noodle, Wang Hongli drank up the soup. He stood up and wanted to send the bowl back to Ren Auditorium, but he caught a glimpse of Tao Ling secretly pursing his lips and smiling, his ink pupils rippling like flowers .

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Hongli was indignant, but he couldn't hold back his face any longer, and couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth to rise against his will.

The inexplicable Cold War ended inexplicably.

Two residents will come at ten o'clock. The alleys in Pingshan Village are winding and winding, and people who are newcomers are guaranteed not to get lost. Wang Hongli is going to pick them up at the locust tree at the entrance of the village.

It was two young girls who came, the two of them were frail and frail, their bodies were full of bags containing photographic equipment, and they were dragging a big suitcase.

"Is the boss of Jingxiantang?" the girl wearing round glasses wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked when she saw Wang Hongli walking towards them.

"Hello, I'm here to take you to Jingxian Hall." Wang Hongli nodded and took the girls' heavy camera bags.As expected, the suitcase made a rattling sound on the uneven bluestone slabs, "Little Boss, this road in your village is not very good for dragging suitcases." The girl in the skirt broke down.

"I'm sorry, my uncle used to be the one who drove the motorcycle to carry the luggage. He went out and won't be back until noon today." Wang Hongli apologized, "Why don't we change and I will help you with your luggage?"

The girl wearing glasses smiled, "It's okay, kid, you're only thirteen or fourteen years old, you can't bully kids! What are you doing here in Pingshan Village?"

The three of them chatted and unknowingly walked to the alley of Jingxian Hall.

Seeing Wang Hongli and the two of them coming, Tao Xuan ran over to help. Tao Xuan took the suitcases from the two girls and whispered to Wang Hongli, "Aunt Wang is here."

Wang Hongli accidentally stepped on a raised bluestone slab, and staggered, "Why is my mother here?" He looked at Jingxian Hall in doubt. The long-haired woman was standing in front of the wooden door with her bag slung across her body. look.

Wang Yi was very happy to see Wang Hongli. She was not busy these days, so she booked a ticket to come to Pingshan Village, but she saw her son helping the residents to carry things. Wang Yi felt displeased with the very heavy camera bag, and secretly buried her brother. No matter how he asked him to manage a homestay, he couldn't take care of it well, and asked her son to run errands.

Wang Hongli was also a little happy to see his mother, and half ran to Jingxian Hall with a smile.

"Slow down! Don't fall!" Seeing the boy's recklessness, Wang Yi frowned and instructed.

"Is it a Guanyin suite?" Wang Yi quickly arranged the accommodation, and the process was more skilled than his uncle Wang Hongli, who had been working in the Jingxian Hall all year round, and quickly settled the two girls.

Tao Xuan bid farewell to Wang Yi and went back to Ren Auditorium.

Wang Hongli walked forward and back, looking at his mother with a smile, "Mom, why did you remember to come back to see me?"

Wang Yi saw the two girls carrying their luggage upstairs, and beckoned Wang Hongli to sit on the table of the Eight Immortals. "Where's your uncle?"

"In the Seventh Village, Grandma and Ah Wan also went, and they went to help with aunt's family business." "Then when will your uncle come back?"

"noon."

Wang Yi was dissatisfied, "Your uncle is really, I will talk to him when he comes back." She paused, "I can help with the homestay, but it can't take up too much of your time."

Wang Hongli picked out his ears, "Understood, I will help out occasionally."

"Mom came back this time not only to see you, but last time I told you that I wanted you to go to Suzhou to go to school. At that time, you fooled me. What do you think now?" Wang Yi looked at Wang Hongli's face. Eyes, as if to find an answer from his eyes.

Wang Hongli stared at the grain of the wood on the table of the Eight Immortals, a little absent-minded, "I don't know either."

Wang Yi was almost laughed angrily by him, "Didn't you say you were going to Suzhou to go to school before? Why are you so coy now that you are asked to go?"

"But what I'm studying in Huizhou is different from what I'm studying in Suzhou. The textbooks are different, and the classmates are also different." "Hey, I don't understand what you are insisting on." Wang Yi put her hand on her forehead with a headache.

"No matter how different the teaching materials in Suzhou are, they just change the soup and not the medicine. There is still one year left in the third year of junior high school. Mom believes that with your learning ability, you can adapt quickly." Wang Yi's voice became softer. In Pingshan Village, I don’t know if your uncle took good care of you. Now that the business is gradually on the right track, I have time to take care of you.”

Wang Hongli was depressed, as if remembering something, he looked up at his mother, "Mom, if I go to Suzhou, will Uncle Ye live with us?"