Han Yanru

Dad stayed for a few days and then went back. He is a watch repairer, an engineer who can disassemble and assemble Swiss original Seiko watch movements. His company repairs difficult-to-repair watches at more than 3000 outlets. Son, don't even think about having a holiday on New Year's Eve.

He knows a lot of rich people who love watches. He knows whoever owns a piece of handcraft, and who owns a Patek Philippe whose watch chain is studded with diamonds.

I especially admire him.

My feet are also healed, and I'm going to deliver food to Dongzi.

I took a taxi and went to the hospital with my lunch box in my arms. He asked me to stay under the wisteria trellis in the hospital.

The wisteria flowers have withered long ago, and the long green pods are swaying in the wind, a dark green.

"Dongzi."

I sat next to him and saw that the bandage on his head had been removed, but there were still some bruises, and the wound had scabs, and it would be fine when the scabs fell off. I wonder if there will be scars?He is also a person who relies on his face to eat now.

"Are your feet okay?" He asked with a calm expression. In the past, whenever he saw me, his big white teeth would come out for me.

"Okay, look." She moved her ankle to show him.

Open the lunch box: "Daddy specially made you the Lipu taro braised meat, which is very crispy. Eat it quickly."

Dongzi glanced at it, then covered it, "Yan Ru, from now on, let's not contact each other."

"Ah? What?" I was confused.

"Don't understand? Just don't contact, just break up, it's over for us." Dongzi said loudly.

"Why?"

"Why? Why are there so many? It looks like you are very clever. It doesn't seem like you are being sold and counting the money for others."

Dongzi said loudly, he was not kidding me, he was serious!I blinked and held back my tears, and looked at him, "Damn..."

"Don't talk to me! You and I are not the same kind of people. I'm just an alley that no one cares about. You are the baby held by the family."

"Dongzi! We both grew up in mud together! When did I dislike you?

Why are we not the same kind of people?Aren't they all two arms and two legs?How can you say that? "I'm about to cry.

"I'm bored of you, okay? I'm bored of you.

Look, look, crying again like a little girl! " Dongzi said angrily and hatefully.

I didn't want to cry, but I couldn't help it, tears still rolled out of my eyes.

"And you all day, your little daddy, how, how, show that you have a good daddy?

With someone like me with a crazy dad by your side, compared to that, you feel particularly happy, right?

Dongzi, my mobile phone is broken, let me use it for you.

Dongzi, my little daddy has cooked too much, so come over to eat.

Dongzi, I bought these pants too long, so here they are for you.

Dongzi, my dad bought me another schoolbag, you can use this one.

What do you think I am?When your home garbage station?Specially collect food that you can't use at home?use?

I've had enough! "

"Dongzi, I'm not, I didn't think that way." You wronged me, I never thought that way.

The reason I gave you the mobile phone is because I saw that you used a second-hand mobile phone worth 80 yuan each, and it was very troublesome to press the keys one by one, so I deliberately dropped the mobile phone given by my father on the ground, threw it, and gave it to you.

Because, I know that if I give you a new mobile phone, you will definitely not want it, and there will be a psychological burden. I did it on purpose.

The pants are bought according to your height and leg length. Of course, I wear long-legged pants, because you wear school uniforms all year round.

Your schoolbag is always on your back, and there is a hole in the corner, and the stitches you sewed by yourself are not as fine as your little daddy's, so I asked my dad to buy two schoolbags and give you one.

. . . . . . . . . . .

I know you have strong self-esteem, if you give it to you directly, you will not accept it, you know, I want to help you, but I don’t want you to feel that you are being handed out. Every time I give you something, I bother to talk, it’s very tiring ,do you know?

However, I can't say these things.

I felt so uncomfortable in my heart, all of them turned into hot tears that kept flowing.

Dongzi looked at me and kept crying: "Don't cry here like a little girl, let others see me and think I'm bullying you."

He picked me up and stuffed the lunch box into my arms: "Let's go, wait for me to see you off?"

I staggered, took two steps with my lunch box in my arms, and came back again: "Dongzi, there is nothing wrong with the taro and meat, don't blame them, keep them and eat."

Stuffing the lunch box into his arms, he turned and left.

The sky was more gloomy than when I went out just now. I walked aimlessly on the road, crying while walking.

I don't know what went wrong. With Dongzi's personality, if he really thought that way, he would have been unable to bear it.

Just like the person who said he was crazy, he hit him on the spot, and he wouldn't hide it for so many years.

But why do you want to break with me?

I'm squeamish, when I kicked my legs when I played football, I cried when I couldn't help it, and he had to coax me for a long time.

I am also greedy, and I like to eat delicious things.

Love beauty, love to wear clean and beautiful clothes.

When my little daddy and I were planting flowers, cooking, drawing, and arguing together, what was he thinking while guarding his nonsense dad in the dark and damp dwelling?

What did he think during the countless nights when the boy grew up?I have no idea.

There is such a big gap between the two of us that I didn't even realize it before.

It's because he appeared too early in my life, I can't tell the difference early, and I haven't established secular values.

Take him into your life.

Catch grasshoppers together, play with mud, go to school together, play football, go wild, ride bicycles, two simple children, silly.

Is it because of growing up now?

When you grow up, do you see the difference?Is the world of adults invading our world, or have we deviated from the world of teenagers,

Into the world of grown-ups?

Just like the young Runtu only exists in Brother Xun's memory, does it change when a person grows up?

It's just that this growth has to be done at such a price?Dongzi?

Anyway, in the future, you will be your artist, and I will go to my school,

Our communication will decrease in the future. You can't gradually say, I'm busy and I don't have time.

Slowly break me?Why do you have to be so decisive?

Don't you know there is a saying: Does zero pulled meat hurt?Now that you cut it off, it hurts like an amputation.

Huh?It's raining?When I looked down, my clothes were already soaked. People were hurrying on the street, all wearing rain gear, and I was the only one who was walking slowly in a daze.

Looking around, I have already arrived at the Academy of Fine Arts. Although I feel dizzy, my feet still take me home to find my little daddy.

But I am like this now, I don't want my little daddy to see it.

Little Daddy, you have given me too many life guides, and now I can't find the north.

I don't even understand why Dongzi ignores me.

Sitting on a wooden chair under the wall covered with big flower roses, looking at the street, in front of me is the scene of being with Dongzi in the past ten years.

Dongzi, don't play with me anymore, don't let me contact him.

From now on, no one will play football with me.

No one rides a bike with me anymore

No one went with me to pick flowers.

That warm and innocent boy went further and further away, and he broke up with me.

My face was wet, I didn't know if it was rain or my tears, I raised my hand to wipe it, and I was annoyed, why so many tears?

I saw a black umbrella on my head, blocking the rain.

Looking up, Zhong Heng stood next to me holding an umbrella, his eyes focused and distressed.

He saw that I saw him, sat down, and gave me a reassuring smile.

"Zhong Heng, I feel so lonely."

"It's okay, there's me."

. . . . . .

Dongzi stood under the wisteria trellis, holding the lunch box, watching the handsome figure leave alone.

Wanting to return the lunch box to him with backbone and decisiveness, I stretched out my hand, but I was still reluctant.

Sit down, open the lunch box, pick up a spoon, and take a spoonful. It is crispy, soft, and melts in your mouth, with a strong aroma.

Dongzi couldn't bear it anymore, big tears poured out and fell into the lunch box.

"There is nothing wrong with the taro and meat, don't blame them, you can keep it and eat."

The big wet eyes were full of unspeakable grievances, and the crystal tears fell like crystals, sliding over the white and moist face, passing through the nose that turned red and transparent from crying, and fell to the feet.

Dongzi wanted to say sorry at the time, but seeing Yan Ru so sad, he couldn't say it.

It's not just that the food did nothing wrong, you haven't done anything wrong either.

I'm sorry Yanru.I betrayed you.

The so-called wicked people sue first, because they have done something that I am sorry to you, let's say it first.

Dongzi saw the photo of Yan Rufa's ankle, white, delicate and curvy ankle, bruised and purple, red and swollen, shocking.

Yan Ru was afraid of pain and delicate, this wound must have tortured him to death.

Dongzi secretly rejoiced that Yan Ru escaped again because of his injury, but what about next time?What about next time?

Will they force themselves to lie to Yan Ru again?

Dongzi couldn't bear to betray Yan Ru again, he couldn't bear it.

I thought about it for several days, tossing and turning, playing it in my mind over and over again like a movie from childhood to now.

Stop it, stop it, if you can't give Yan Ru any help, then don't help others to harm him, this is the only thing you can do now.

Eating the taro meat with tears in his eyes, his shoulders twitched from crying, and he swallowed spoonful by spoonful. This was the last time he ate Yan Rujia's meal, and this taste will be remembered in his life.

Han Yanru, just wait, wait for me to become a star that attracts everyone's attention, wait for me to achieve my goal, wait for me to stand in the same position as you.

I will come to you, for the countless meals, for the few pairs of pants, for the holed schoolbag, and for the past between me and you.

Yan Ru, I know what you did, and I know that you said that to protect my sensitive and fragile self-esteem.

Yanru, I'm sorry.

wait for me. . . . .

Zhong Sanshi went back to work in the company, and Zhong Heng couldn't even wait to get off work at night, so he hurriedly called Zhao Xiaolong, "Go and send him a bicycle."

Zhao Xiaolong looked at the sky: "It seems to be raining."

"Get there before it rains."

Not long after the two went out, the sky started to rain again, this rainy season, this summer.

The outer courtyard wall of the Academy of Fine Arts is planted with a one-kilometer-long large-flowered Chinese rose climbing on the wall. One is to prevent theft, and the other is to be beautiful.

This is the time to open, rose red, orange, white, bright red, light pink flowers are blooming regardless.

I don't care what other people think, whether they think it's gaudy or crowded, anyway, I just want to bloom.

Zhong Heng said suddenly, stop the car, and Zhao Xiaolong immediately pulled over to stop the car, only then did he realize that the child was sitting blankly on the chair by the side of the road, his whole body was soaked.

Xia Tian's shirt is already thin, sticking to the body, it is so tight that I feel like I'm going to have a nosebleed.

What's more, it's the boss who is always thinking about it.

Zhong Heng took an umbrella from the car, opened it, and stood next to the child in a few steps, holding an umbrella for him, without realizing that he didn't have an umbrella on his side.

Zhao Xiaolong suddenly felt that his boss was so handsome, he took out his phone and took a picture, very touched.

Among thousands of people, I only see you at a glance.

What kind of gravity do you have so that I won't miss you?

Zhong Heng looked at the villain under the umbrella, his eyes lost that clever light, he just stared sadly ahead, motionless.

After a while, Zhong Heng realized that the villain's eyes were constantly crying. At first, Zhong Heng thought it was the rain from him, but later he found out that it was not.

That kind of sadness cannot be concealed, Zhong Heng has no experience in comforting others, he doesn't know how to speak, he doesn't know what happened to the child that made him so sad.

Zhong Heng's heart was in pain, the pain from being slapped that night was not as painful as it is now, he didn't know what was wrong with his heart.

The villain finally saw him, looked up, his big eyes were full of crystal water droplets, brighter, bigger and more alluring.

The grievance and sadness inside hit Zhong Heng's heart at once, a heart that had never been taken seriously.

"Zhong Heng, I feel so alone."

"It's okay, there's me." Zhong Heng's brain didn't even think about it, and his mouth led him to answer.

Sit down and lightly embrace his shoulder, "I'll accompany you."

The big umbrella blocked the traffic in front, the two of them seemed to be in a small world, and Zhong Heng felt that he was getting closer to the villain. . . . . . . . .

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I just want to find a place to rest and feel tired.Crying is exhausting.I feel ashamed.

He lowered his head and wiped away his tears.His body temperature came through the thin shirt, smelling of tobacco and coffee.

It has a vague taste of Dad.

"Can you play football? Can you ride a bicycle?" I asked.

"I can play football, play basketball, and ride a bicycle." He replied.

"But my bicycle broke down."

"I'm here to give you a bike."

"Really?" I immediately regained my senses.

He stood up, and I saw Zhao Xiaolong's car parked on the side of the road in front of me.

He pulled me to the back of the car, and the door popped open automatically, and inside was a brand new bicycle of the same brand as my Xiaobai!

"Zhong Heng, you are so kind."

I reached out to the trailer, and he took it out for me. I looked it up and down, and immediately rode on it, riding around his car in the rain.

"Thank you, Zhong Heng, it's a great ride." I was happy.

"Well, I've ridden it, it's a good ride." He looked at me with a smile.

Take out another white honeycomb riding hat and tie it on for me. "I'll pay you."

I don't know how many times better than my broken one.

I know that this brand of car is difficult to buy, and there are very few people, so I rode on the bicycle, put my foot on the ground, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

He said: "I can feel your gratitude, but it's not enough just to thank you verbally, let's have something real."

My questioning eyes: "What kind of essence do you want?" Not on the street, kiss you in public, right?

"Just treat me to a meal."

Cut, it's that simple. "Okay, you set the time and place."

He nods. "I'll call you when I'm ready."

"Then I'm going home." In the rain, riding a brand new, beloved bicycle, I went home.

After riding for a long distance, looking back, he was still standing in the rain.

The holiday is coming to an end, and I seldom go out for the things I am going to start school.

Little Daddy watched me reading quietly at home and drawing pictures: "Finally I'm crazy enough, this is it."

Zhong Heng called me and made an appointment at a famous fish restaurant.

I rode my bicycle over there, and Zhao Xiaolong was standing at the door, smiling when he saw me.

I said, "Am I late?"

"That's right, we arrived early."

After locking the bicycle, Zhong Heng waited for me at a booth.

"It is said that the wild carp here are transported from the Yellow River, first raised in the lotus pond for a month, and then killed when they are eaten, so they are very fresh.

Zhong Heng, your taste in food has improved. "I said with a smile, thinking that I was about to eat the famous Yellow River carp, and my heart was full of joy.

"I've already ordered his most famous signature dish, lotus fish. I know you can't wait."

After a while, the fish was brought up, a large plate, delicate and clean, with white soup and fresh meat, decorated with a pink and white flower petal.

"I'm starting." The first chopsticks went straight to the crescent meat at the gills of the fish. It was soft, smooth, and ethereal, and it melted in the mouth. It really deserves to be the most delicious part of the fish.

The second chopsticks, pinched the fish's chin, are plump and full of fish fat, without thorns, delicious and soft.

The third chopsticks held a piece of fish belly. The fish absorbed the fragrance of the lotus, and it tasted tender and refreshing, extremely fresh.

The whole fish is thick and delicious, without a trace of fishy smell, leaving only a sweet and delicious taste that is not like the world.

"You can eat it too." I tasted the fish carefully and saw Zhong Heng staring at me, watching me eat the fish without moving my chopsticks at all.

"I don't eat fish."

"why do not you eat?"

"No reason, it's troublesome."

"Then how many delicious things you missed." I felt sorry for him.

Other dishes were served one after another, and sure enough, all the dishes he ordered were without fish.

"Why don't you eat it? You only eat three bites of a fish?" he asked.

"When you're not hungry, eating is a waste." Gu Long blurted out, because I think so too.

Zhao Xiaolong couldn't hold back and smiled.Although he is on the other side, he has radar all over his body and keeps an eye on the situation here.

After dinner, they sent me home, passing by the stadium of the Academy of Fine Arts: "Let's go play football."

It's been a long time since I kicked, my feet are itchy.

Three people parked the car, and there were a few children playing in the football field.

"Pass the ball over here." I yelled, a few kids looked at me and didn't pass the ball to me.

Hey, sir, when did I lose face so much?Talking doesn't work anymore?

"Pass the ball!" I yelled again.

Finally someone echoed; "This is our place."

"Hey! Young master, I have been playing here for more than ten years. I just sprained my foot a few days ago and didn't come here. Is it yours?"

"It's mine." The child was quite confident.

"Did you call him and he agreed?" I asked.

"Then you tell him, will he agree?" the child asked back

"My name is written under the goal."

"Why did I not see it,"

"Cut, I'll show you." He ran to the south goal and lifted a piece of scratched rubber track: "Look, open your eyes and see."

I looked down and saw that it was written on the concrete floor, Zhang Qingdong, Han Yanru.

It was engraved with a nail to prevent the marker pen from being spent, but it has been mottled for a long time.

Sudden, evil in my heart, I can't explain my unexplained feelings, I just feel uncomfortable in my heart.

The little kid still didn't give up, "Let's play a game. Afterwards, whoever wins, the loser will meet and leave."

"Okay." I agreed.

I just want to play a game happily and release the unhappiness and sweat in my heart. Maybe that will make me feel better.

Three adults and a group of children started running on the football, grabbing the ball, dribbling, tackling, long shots. . . .

Shouts, laughter, and sighs echoed in the empty night.

In the end, we got four of them, and the kids got three, and one of them was because Zhao Xiaolong let the water go on purpose.

Sitting on the bench by the court, Zhao Xiaolong went to buy water.

Zhong Heng asked: "Do you play basketball? I am good at playing basketball. Basketball is popular in the United States. Playing basketball makes you taller."

Cut, do you think I'm short? "I don't play basketball, because Dongzi's footwork is unstable, and he always gets bumped and loses when he plays basketball."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was embarrassed too, and I stopped contacting after I said it.

I thought I would be far away if I didn't mention it for so many days, but who knew, I was always by my side and never far away.

So he said: "I'm going home first." I went back first.

The day finally came to start school.

Standing in front of the lecture theater, he was finally a student of this school, no longer a kid who sneaked in to play.

Guangming came in brightly and dignifiedly.

University life is not the same as high school, university is so happy.

You are studying the major you like, and the teacher will not chatter endlessly in class, and nagging you about your homework after class.

Classmates are not as stressed as in high school, they are sensitive and neurotic.

The leaves of the big-leaved sycamore tree shone golden in the autumn sun, and a single leaf could cover my face.

Every day at noon I ride home and have lunch with Daddy.

On the day of the beginning of autumn, my little daddy made pig ears for me to paste autumn fat on.

The braised soft and rotten mushrooms, together with the freshly released wild mushrooms, make the soup thick and delicious, with a strong taste. I don’t know what guanylate is in the mushrooms, but I only know that it is delicious.

After eating, I feel that my lips are stuck with rich collagen.

He made an appointment with Zhong Heng to ride a bicycle to a farmhouse in the suburbs.

Homestays have developed rapidly in recent years, and there are farmhouses everywhere.

Some of the green plants on the side of the road began to change color, red, orange, light yellow, light green, dark green, more gorgeous than the colors of spring.

Zhao Xiaolong drove behind the two of us all the time, and it turned out that he was right to drive, because on the return journey, he was really exhausted and came back in his car.

Zhong Heng rides a black and red carbon fiber all-road bicycle, but it is not my brand, and my brand is also hypocritical.

You only produce a thousand cars a year, how can so many people like to wait for you?

The two rode along the winding mountain road one after the other. Sometimes I would overtake him, turn around and give him a provocative look.

He laughed and would catch up soon.

At the top of the mountain, the signature dish of the farmhouse is spring water chicken.

The important thing is that the chicken has to be caught by itself!There are chickens all over the mountains and fields, and they are more flexible than wild rabbits.

He seemed to know that if he was caught, he would go to the oil pan, so he jumped up and down alive and well, and the three men chased and intercepted them before catching one.

I was tired all morning, and I was hungry. I ate the spring water chicken. It was extra delicious and tender, and it was also because it was freshly killed. It was so delicious.

After eating, he found out that the boss raised chickens in cages in the backyard. Zhao Xiaolong asked: "Why don't you give us the chickens here? Let us catch them?"

The boss said: "That's the chicken that laid the eggs, they laid the eggs you ate at noon.

If the chickens that lay eggs are raised in free range, they will be kicked out and lay soft eggs, so they are raised in the yard. "

I looked at those chickens, and said to Zhong Heng very seriously: "I will tell you the philosophy of life. It was taught to me by my little daddy, and now I will teach it to you."

He looked at me and listened carefully because of my uncharacteristically serious expression.

"Chicken asked his mother, mother, you lay an egg every day, it's too hard, you should take a rest.

The hen said earnestly, "My child, you don't know.

One egg a day, the kitchen knife stands aside.No eggs for a month, see you in the pressure cooker! "

Zhong Heng was stunned at first, then laughed out loud, patted my shoulder, and laughed all over me.

On the way back, I went down the mountain, and flew down like swallows all the way.When he got to the highway, he couldn't ride anymore. At this time, Zhao Xiaolong showed his wisdom to plan ahead.

The two of us sat in the back, and within a short while, exhaustion and drowsiness attacked me, my eyelids were fighting, and I was falling asleep.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine, I fell asleep on Zhong Heng's body.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside, I leaned on Zhong Heng, and he fell asleep too.

Look out the car window, on the side of the side street, at the corner of the Academy of Fine Arts.

I never let them into the side streets.

Struggling to sit up, his legs were numb, and he said to Zhao Xiaolong, who was playing Match [-], "I'm going home. It's getting late, you should go back early too."

Zhao Xiaolong came down to help me unload the bicycle, and waved goodbye to him.

When I got home, my little daddy put on the mask: "Did you play well?"

"Okay, the spring water chicken for lunch is delicious. If you have time, dad and I will go together."

"Why is there a handprint on your waist?"

I turned my head, and sure enough, there was a handprint on the light gray and white asymmetrically cut cycling jersey.

Forced.What did Zhong Heng do?

"how did you make it?"

"I don't know either. It was probably taken by a classmate accidentally while catching chickens at noon."

"Go wash it up and run for the day. Come out and drink seaweed egg drop soup."

"it is good."

After drinking the soup, I was so tired that I couldn't even lift my underpants, so I fell asleep on the bed.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, a family of three enjoys the moon in the glass greenhouse on the fifth floor, looks at the flowers, eats sweet-scented osmanthus, glutinous rice and lotus root, and snow-skin mooncakes.

The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus is the most sought-after flower fragrance in food, and it deserves its reputation. With the soft and smooth glutinous rice, it satisfies my delicate and picky tongue.

What Huang Tingjian said: The scent of flowers infuses people and makes people want to break Zen.

There are sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root to eat, who still sits in meditation?

In the middle of the night, my father got up to drink water, saying that the food at night was too sweet and he ate flocs.

Didn't you work like a donkey all night, tired and thirsty?

You have worked so hard to cultivate and sow seeds, but you still don't see sprouts sprouting from the two acres of little daddy's land.

On National Day, Zhong Heng and Zhao Xiaolong went to a famous temple fair in the outskirts of the city.

There are huge crowds of people, shoulders rubbing against each other, no wonder everyone comes out to squeeze, usually there is no holiday.

Zhong Heng put his arms around my shoulders, worried about being pushed away by the crowd.

On the side of the road, there is an aunt who is frying big fried dough sticks without alkali and alum. I ordered three big fried dough sticks. After taking a bite, it was crispy and fragrant. The white sesame seeds exploded on the tip of the tongue.

Zhong Heng took out his wallet to pay, it was full of big bills, not even a green one.The aunt said: "Small business, you can't find it."

Zhao Xiaolong flipped through his wallet and found two steel coins.

The aunt said: "Two yuan can't buy you a loss, two yuan can't buy you a fool, and two yuan can't buy you sticks. Six yuan."

The two of them were embarrassed, so I took out my mobile phone; "Auntie, can WeChat work?"

The aunt handed over the large-screen mobile phone, I scanned it, and took a look at the burly, fat and strong aunt, your name is Xiaomei?

Aunt is also a little princess at heart.

WeChat pays six yuan.Zhong Heng said: "I really didn't expect that the domestic Internet has developed to this point, and the United States is not so popular."

I laughed: "Ice cream stalls on the side of the road can pay with WeChat. It is your right choice to come back and serve the motherland!"

He laughed and said, "I also think that returning to China is the best choice I have made in my life." Is there something in the words?in spite of.

After eating fried dough sticks, I wipe my hands with a wet towel, but my hands are full of oil, how do I get them?

The white bag on my back, if it gets oily or dusty, can I still have it?

Zhong Heng took my hand and licked it finger by finger, hey hey, don't you know itchy?

On the Double Ninth Festival, my little daddy cut off the white chrysanthemums that he had planted hard for five months, and put them in a pot of white chrysanthemums, with fish slices and chicken slices

, the meat is tender, you can take it out at once, it is light and fresh, and after eating it, you feel like a fairy, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

Dad is not used to it, he said that this pot is fine for you and me, but it is too light for me, so I will order something heavy.

The little daddy made it for him alone, green vegetables, edamame, shredded pork, eggs, and the soup in the hot pot, and the noodles. The soup is fresh, the noodles are fragrant, refreshing and not greasy, and my dad likes it very much.

On the street, a peddler who made jewelry with steel coins worth [-] cents set up an umbrella on the side of the road and a small table under it.

When the boss is not there, he works with his head down, and when there is someone, he enthusiastically introduces the business.

The loudspeaker yelled: True and false, wearing chic, false and true, wearing happy.

When I got out of school, I stopped behind him at the parking lot and watched him work with great interest. He was also a colleague.

Steal.

It is very interesting to watch him soften the coins, melt them, pour them into plaster molds, cool them, mold them, grind them, and polish them.

Going home, I opened the piggy bank in Little Daddy's clinic, found several plum blossom coins, and asked the vendor to give me four golden plum blossom rings.

This is for dad, this is for little daddy, this is for Dongzi, this is for me, oh, Dongzi won’t play with me anymore, let’s give it to Zhong Heng.

The next time I meet Zhong Heng at the entrance of a small street, "Hey, I'll give you a ring."

Take it off your hands and put it on for him. "It looks good, but it's worth the money. It costs fifty cents."

It's a little small, so it can only be worn on little fingers.

He looked at the ring on his finger, "It's not rude to come and go, I'll give you one." He took off a steel nail-style ring on his hand and gave it to me.

I took a look, shit, isn't this Cartier? I'm studying jewelry design anyway, and I can recognize the world's top luxury goods, okay?

I want to take this home with me, so my little daddy can't ask.

"It's too loose, it will be lost." Neither finger can be worn.

He took it back, pinched it hard, and then put it on his index finger, "Okay." Simple and rude, primitive and effective.

Let me see, it's really not that big. "Nice," he said.

A Cartier on the index finger and a plum blossom of fifty cents on the ring finger, do you think it is suitable?Seriously doubt your aesthetic.

"I said good-looking hands look good on everything you wear." He looked at me suspiciously and said.

Seemingly being molested, he stretched out his hand and pretended to hit him, and dubbed: "Papapa."

He ducked away with a smile and grabbed my hand.

He put his arms around my neck, and the two of us went shopping in the snack street. I ate a whole candied haws, and his hand stretched out to wrap around my chin.

Forefinger in front, thumb under chin, rubbing.

I turned my head and threatened: "Be honest." Forgive me for bullying me to be more than ten centimeters shorter than him, and hug my neck to forgive me, and just touch my chin with my hand, so easy to touch?

He replied without any threat: "You should also be honest and stop seducing me."

"To be clear, who seduced you?"

"It's not clear, even if you go to school every day and you're not by my side, I feel like you're haunting me.

Not to mention seeing you in real life, right by my side. "

I looked into his eyes, and he looked at me with bent eyes. Under the warm sun in early winter, I think he is also good, can he replace Dongzi?

"Damn..." She turned her head and ate candied haws.