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Shao Youguang stood outside his courtyard wall, with his mother's precious crabapple tree on his head.

Shao Zhenzhen was two or three steps away from him, with disheveled shofar braids and a little look of reluctance.She wore a white skirt on top, but nondescript long trousers on the bottom. Before summer came, Zhao Fengqiu insisted on putting them on for her before going out.It's been a round of fierce battles, and now the little girl snorts and vents all her anger on her brother.

"Brother Ji Jian is coming too?"

"Come on, why don't you come." Shao Youguang raised his eyebrows.

That day he climbed over the wall to someone else's house and dragged him out to play, which was the prelude to the formal establishment of diplomatic relations.When he was stuck on the way to school, he met and walked together. After the holiday, Shao Youguang yelled "Ji Jian come out to play" several times through the wall, and Ji Jian really came out after a while.

They are actually not in the same grade, but Shao Youguang probably thought it was interesting to go to school with Ji Jian, so he stopped skipping class every day.The two walked along the muddy water river, and all the children studying in the textile factory walked this road to school facing the sun at seven o'clock in the morning.Noisy, Shao Youguang secretly poked Ji Jian, gossiped with him, you heard nothing, the little fat man surnamed Wang who walked in front stole a whole chicken roasted by his family last night, a whole one.The sound of his father beating him in the middle of the night can be heard in my house.

He just said it loudly, and Xiaopang turned around and scolded him for talking nonsense.Shao Youguang was about to go up and quarrel with someone at this time, and if it was more serious, he would simply use his hands and feet.

And Ji Jian, who was walking beside him, was in charge of calmly going up to pull him away.There is a wonderful balance between the two.

The iron door creaked and twisted a few times, and Ji Jian came out.He only greeted Shao Zhenzhen, saying Zhenzhen is so cute today.Facing Shao Youguang, his plain gaze stayed on his face for a while.

Shao Youguang has long been used to Ji Jian's lukewarm attitude towards him, he thought to himself, we are too familiar, the little neighbor must think it is unnecessary.

Shao Zhenzhen had already circulated romance novels in her third grade class, and her class teacher even approached her parents specifically for this matter.Shao Zhenzhen commented on this kind of common scene - it's like falling in love.

Shao Youguang read a little more books than his younger sister who was in elementary school. Hearing this, he knocked on Shao Zhenzhen's head and sublimated, just like Romeo and Juliet.

Ji Jian cleared his throat, he didn't know what was going on, his face was a little hot, and he thought to himself where it all happened.

The green skin on Shao You's bald head grew and pushed away. He was disgusting, so he touched it all over and asked in a thief-like manner, "So Ji Jian, what did you write about me in your diary last time?"

There was no overnight feud between the teenagers, not to mention that after several days, Shao Youguang asked every now and then.Ji Jian had long since lost his exasperation and embarrassment, and said casually, "It's annoying to write about you."

Of course Shao Youguang didn't believe it. In his mind, what Ji Jian wrote was probably that the boy next door was so cool and wanted to be friends with him, so he was embarrassed and didn't show it to him.He thought curiously, sooner or later he would bring Ji Jian's diary to find out.

There is nothing fun in a small town, but wandering the streets.Shao Zhenzhen didn't let his brother lead him, saying that Ji Jian's brother was good-looking and wanted to go with Ji Jian.

Shao Youguang didn't care, he couldn't wait for it.Dancing and talking all the way——

As soon as autumn comes, Ji Jian, I will take you to pick pomegranates.The forest is on the mountain, surrounded by barbed wire.

so tall.Shao Youguang jumped up and gestured.

Only I can find a place to climb in. That mountain has a beautiful view and is facing the Hunshui River. You must have never seen our place from such a high place.When the pomegranate flowers haven’t fallen, the mountains and plains are full of fiery red...

So spring has not yet passed, and Ji Jian began to look forward to the pomegranate flowers when the crabapple flowers fell.

They are all fiery red. In the words of the old lady who always sits downstairs to enjoy the shade, the red ones burn your eyes.

Shao Zhenzhen heard the noise and said that she would go too, Shao Youguang pretended to be mysterious and said to her: "You can't."

"Let me tell you, the man who looks after the garden is an old lunatic who specializes in catching children who steal pomegranates. He likes children your age the most. If he catches them, he will force you to eat pomegranate peels. If you don't eat them, he won't let you go and lock you up to the house where he lives."

"I only ate it once." Shao Youguang wrinkled his face, as if it was really bitter, "You must cry after eating it, and I won't take you there anyway."

Shao Zhenzhen was not afraid at all, but he was so angry that he refused to go on, and refused to breathe the same air as his brother.

"Then I'll go play with your brother Ji. It's just that we can play with men without you." Shao Youguang smiled and was even more annoying.

Shao Zhen was so angry that he called his brother by his first name and gave him a bad mouthful.

He said angrily, "Let's go."

Ji Jian was still worried about chasing him, Shao Youguang grabbed his shoulders to stop him.

"My little master, what are you chasing after, don't look at her as young, she is more familiar with this road than you."

Ji Jian has a thin skin: "What are you yelling?"

"Why not young master?" Shao Youguang grinned and moved Ji Jian's chin to take a closer look.

"Let's go, there are no followers today, let's find some excitement."

"What?" Ji Jian was not used to being so close to people, so he stretched out his hand to open Shao Youguang's hand on his chin, but he didn't bother to care about the one holding his shoulder.

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