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The resort at the foot of the mountain is not a nationally famous tourist attraction, so there are not many people who come to travel. Most of them are doing small business, or farming tea, but after all, under the banner of a tourist village, the streets There are still a lot of activities.

Uncle Qian drove the three of them in front of the theater and parked the car. The old man was very familiar with this place. He pulled Fu Xia along and walked forward, saying as he walked, "I heard this play today. Excerpts, Xiao Xia Those of you filming should also be able to sing, right?"

Fu Xia smiled wryly and supported the old man and said, "I really don't know how to sing."

Cheng Wanyu followed behind the two of them, with his hat on and his pockets on, walking forward step by step.

As soon as Mr. Cheng heard that Fu Xia couldn't sing, he began to tell her about the history of excerpt operas, and after talking all the way, he finally arrived in front of the theater.

He took out the theater ticket from his pocket, and there were two brand new tickets.

Fu Xia watched awkwardly as the old man handed over the ticket and dragged her forward, couldn't help but look back at Cheng Wanyu, motioned her to buy the ticket herself, and rolled Cheng Wanyu's eyes several times in anger.

The opera hadn't started yet, and there were few people. The old man found a seat in the front row smoothly. He asked for some snacks and tea. Knowing that Fu Xia couldn't get used to these things, he asked for a plate of melon seeds to accompany her. Do it yourself.

Cheng Wanyu quickly bought a ticket and came in. When he found Fu Xia, he sat next to her. Mr. Cheng glanced at her and didn't say anything. He continued to chat with Fu Xia, as if he didn't see his own granddaughter at all.

At this time, someone sat down at the table next to him, and greeted Fu Xia's table with a 'Yo' as soon as he sat down: "Mr. Cheng is also here to listen to the show?"

Fu Xia and Cheng Wanyu turned their heads to look, and the other party was a gray-haired old man, who was sitting on a chair with a cane and greeted the old man: "Bring your granddaughter to the theater?"

It should be an old acquaintance.

Mr. Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, you brought your grandson to the theater today, too?"

"Hey, young people nowadays don't like to listen to operas. They put me down and went out for a walk, and came back to pick me up after the opera was over." The old man said with emotion: "It's not like you, the two granddaughters are so beautiful. Filial piety, I will also accompany you to the opera garden to listen to the opera."

Two granddaughters?

Fu Xia and Cheng Wanyu looked at each other without speaking.

After hearing this, Mr. Cheng became emotional immediately, and said to the old man cheerfully: "Granddaughters are better than grandsons. My grandsons are useless at all. They all say raising children to guard against old age. Now that the world has changed, girls are more Sweet."

"Who says it's not." The old man couldn't help sighing, and said to Master Cheng: "Young people today are different from us before. I don't understand what they are thinking. Every time we meet, we have to argue a lot. Second-rate."

"That's right, you said that we have to quarrel with our grandson when we get old, how bad it is."

"The most important thing is that I don't want to quarrel with them when I'm old. I can live for a few more years. Why bother, I don't like to quarrel anymore."

"Me too, I'm the one who's buried up to my neck, and I can't see anything."

The two old men were chattering, Fu Xia and Cheng Wanyu didn't know how to intervene, so they got together to eat melon seeds, mainly Cheng Wanyu ate and Fu Xia ate.

While eating, the two heard the two old men discussing themselves.

"You two granddaughters are so pretty." The old man looked at Fu Xia and Cheng Wanyu and said, "Why do I feel so familiar, have you seen them somewhere?"

Cheng Wanyu was afraid of revealing his identity, so he smiled and said, "We often walk around town with grandpa, you may have seen him."

"Oh." The old man said with a smile: "Old man Cheng is really lucky. To have such delicate and beautiful granddaughters, he must have accumulated a lot of virtue in his previous life."

This made Mr. Cheng bubbling with joy, his face blushing happily. Fortunately, the play started soon, and the two of them didn't continue talking, but Fu Xia could tell that Mr. Cheng was in a particularly good mood today. , He also hummed twice while listening to the play.

Fu Xia watched the opera on the stage, but she didn't understand, so she held Cheng Wanyu's hand under the table, looking at her with bright eyes.

Cheng Wanyu knew about this, but she was still not very interested. The reason why she could come was because Fu Xia was here, so naturally she and Fu Xia held hands under the table, regardless of what was being sung on stage.

After the whole scene, the old man was drinking tea and listening to the play happily, not paying attention to the little movements of the two of them at all.

After leaving the theater, Mr. Cheng greeted the old man next to him. Cheng Wanyu and Fu Xia stood beside him, and waited for the other party to leave Cheng Wanyu before he said to the old man, "Grandpa, you should go back first. Fu Xia and I want to stay in the town. Go for a walk."

Old Master Cheng glanced back at Cheng Wanyu, paused and asked, "It's noon soon, aren't you going home for dinner?"

Cheng Wanyu smiled and said, "It's good that Xia Xia and I eat outside."

"Okay." The old man ignored them: "Just come back before dinner, and call Uncle Qian to pick you up then."

"Thank you grandpa."

After the old man left in the car, Cheng Wanyu said to Fu Xia, "What do you want for lunch?"

"Not too hungry." Fu Xia said, "But I want to eat ice cream."

Cheng Wanyu frowned slightly: "Eating ice cream in winter? Aren't you afraid of having a stomachache?"

Fu Xia smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I have a good appetite."

The two of them wandered around the town and didn't meet any ice cream sellers. They turned around and found that only hot pot restaurants had them. They had no choice but to eat hot pot again and ordered a cold drink for Fu Xia.

In the afternoon, Cheng Wanyu rented a car and took Fu Xia out to play. There are mountains and lakes on the edge of the town. Taking advantage of the fine weather, he planned to take Fu Xia to play more.

The small lake was created to be particularly emotional, Fu Xia rolled down the car window and looked at the sparkling lake outside, and said to Cheng Wanyu with the wind blowing: "It would be nice if it could always be like this."

"If you want, we can come back at any time." Cheng Wanyu parked the car on the shore, neither of them got out, just sat side by side in the car.

There were people walking by the lake, and people fishing with fishing gear. Fu Xia was lying by the car window, watching the scenery silently.

Cheng Wanyu stretched out his hand to hold her, and kissed her on the lips, causing Fu Xia to look back at her.

"Wei Qing asked me to bring you the admission letter. She said that you can go for further studies in September." Cheng Wanyu and Fu Xia interlocked their fingers, staring at her with bright black eyes: "Before school starts, we Get cured."

Fu Xia was stunned for a while, and said after a long time: "September, it should still be very hot."

"Yeah." Cheng Wanyu said, "October is also very hot, and it won't get cold until November."

"There is no obvious difference between spring and autumn in the north, and it will soon enter winter." Cheng Wanyu said softly: "It will be cold in November, and the school will be covered with golden autumn leaves. The first rain will come in thirteenth, and it will snow at that time, and the white will be heavy. At the end of the month, the school will give you a New Year's Day holiday, and we can stay at home together for the New Year's Day holiday, and after the New Year's Day, it will start Getting ready for the final exam."

Cheng Wanyu shook Fu Xia's hand: "When your final exam is over, let's go back to the old house for the Spring Festival."

Fu Xia couldn't help laughing and said: "This year's Spring Festival hasn't passed yet, have you thought about how to pass next year?"

"Because when I'm with you, I think about how I should live in the future." Cheng Wanyu said: "There are tastes in spring, summer, autumn and winter. We have gone through countless springs and autumns together. Every year is repeated but not monotonous. .”

"Then aren't you afraid that I won't spend the Spring Festival with you suddenly one day?"

"No." Cheng Wanyu said with a smile, "I will live with you."

Fu Xia lowered her head and laughed, she said helplessly, "When did you learn to be so good at talking about love?"

Cheng Wanyu said seriously: "When you meet someone you like, naturally everything you say will become a love story."

Fu Xia laughed and trembled all over, and leaned back in the chair happily. Cheng Wanyu pulled her over and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Don't just smile." Cheng Wanyu said: "Before school starts, let's try to cure the disease, okay?"

"En." Fu Xia blushed, but said energetically: "Tell Wei Qing, I will start school on time."

Cheng Wanyu frowned with a smile, hugged her in her arms and kissed her. Fu Xia panted and pushed her, and belatedly asked, "I've already finished my studies, why do I still need a final exam?"

The answer was naturally gagged, and the two kissed wantonly in the car, forgetting about this question.

After swimming in the lake and returning to the old house, Fu Xia was tired today, and her legs and feet were weak, so she was unwilling to eat. Cheng Wanyu fed her medicine, tucked her feet in, and went downstairs.

After all, it was only after eight o'clock, and Cheng Wanyu was really not used to letting someone who was used to nighttime wandering in the city go to bed so early.

I haven't played with my mobile phone much for a day. Cheng Wanyu took out his mobile phone and sat in the living room, and saw that his mobile phone was vibrating endlessly. It was full of spam text messages and group messages. Cheng Wanyu responded one by one, and many of them were There are greetings from friends, they all know that she has returned to the old house, and they all ask her to take care of Fu Xia.

Cheng Wanyu put the pillow by his side and played with his phone with one hand, replying to these people.

The little nanny tidied up the house and came out of the kitchen, and greeted Cheng Wanyu when she saw Cheng Wanyu sitting in the living room: "Miss, have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten." Cheng Wanyu glanced at her and said, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest too, you don't have to stay so late every day."

"Anyway, I don't have anything to do, so I'll clean up the room more." The little nanny said with a smile, "Did Miss Fu Xia have a good time outside today? She hasn't been out for a long time."

Cheng Wanyu nodded: "We went to the theater in the morning, and took her to the lake to play for a while in the afternoon. She is rarely in the mood today, so I want her to go out more."

The little nanny said with emotion: "Miss Fu is such a good person, I really hope that her illness can be cured sooner, miss, you don't know, when you were accepting the award on the stage, Miss Fu Xia couldn't stop crying. Even if you can't coax her well, it's useless for the old man to coax her."

Cheng Wanyu was stunned: "What award?"

"It's the best newcomer award you won a few days ago." The little nanny said, "Miss Fu Xia watched it with us at the time. When you asked her to spend the spring with you, she cried very sadly. When you come back, you can spend more time with her."

Cheng Wanyu was silent for a long time after hearing this, and the little nanny didn't know what she said wrong, so she whispered hello and ran away.

After the babysitter left, Cheng Wanyu slowly leaned on the sofa, looked at the messages on the phone, and thought for a long time before he understood why Fu Xia was crying.

"You're so stupid." Cheng Wanyu said helplessly, "How could I leave you?"

We've got a lifetime to go.