Rooted

?live together?What are you doing looking at the swing?Decorating a new house? "

Gan Hezhi was dumbfounded at her series of thoughts, "No! We don't live together!" Gan Hezhi retorted quickly, and then he continued to explain, "It's him..."

"He what?" Yanyan looked at him.

yes, what is it?Gan Hezhi actually didn't know, he hadn't thought about it.

Between them, Fu Wensheng always told him to make tea and he made tea, told him to make breakfast and he made breakfast, and told him to make arrangements and he made them.

So the matter of choosing a swing should be the same as when Fu Wensheng asked him to decorate the home. Because Fu Wensheng himself is not good at it, he left it to him, and Gan Hezhi completed the reasoning in this way.

"Because he...uh..." Gan Hezhi didn't have any ink in his stomach, and couldn't think of a euphemism for "bad eyesight" for a moment, feeling guilty for no reason, so he simply avoided the important ones, "I just give some...suggestions...yes ,suggestion."

Yanyan squinted at him, "It's okay to tell me, and I don't know..." She put her hands on her hips, "Can you let other people choose this kind of thing when you buy it at home? It's okay to insist, I don't believe it anyway."

Yanyan's tone was so certain that Qian Hezhi couldn't help doubting himself. He was shaken in his heart, but he still struggled a bit, "Really... really not."

"Don't talk about it." Yanyan finally returned to the topic, "I remember that there is a furniture shop on Shengyi Road, which is quite famous in the local area. You can go...ah, it's not you, I asked your friend to go there Take a look." She forcefully pronounced the word "friend".

Gan Hezhi selectively ignores the yin and yang part.

After get off work, he went to the place Yanyan mentioned. There was indeed a carpenter's shop, but it was closed.

The paint on the two wooden doors of the carpenter's shop was seriously peeled off, and there were some potholes. Gan Hezhi felt that the shop might have closed down.

Gan Hezhi went to the nearby convenience store and asked.

"You're late, young man..." The old man in the convenience store had a cabinet of cigarettes in front of him, "Old Man Huang closes the store very early, if you come before two or three o'clock, he must still be in the store. "

Two or three o'clock in the afternoon was a bit tense for him. After thinking for a while, he realized the truth of "one has two", and on the way home, he sent a text message to Fu Wensheng, saying that he might come to clean later on Thursday. .

Before Gan Hezhi further explained that he was going to inspect the swing, Fu Wensheng's reply arrived: Got it.With counterexamples like the store manager before him, Gan Hezhi looked at Fu Wensheng like he was looking at an angel.

Gan Hezhi walked into the community humming a song.

How could Fu Wensheng be such a talkative person!

Gan Hezhi bounced up and down, still feeling emotional in his heart.

Then he suddenly had other thoughts: Could it be that Fu Wensheng was just being so nice to him?

Gan Hezhi's footsteps stopped slowly, and he stood still, thinking about this question seriously.

Half a minute later, he shook his head vigorously, feeling that he was being touched by Yanyan to a strange point.

On Thursday morning, it was raining.

This rain is not like the refreshing torrential rain in summer, but uncharacteristically thin and continuous, like spring and autumn rain.

Gan Hezhi woke up to the sound of the uninterrupted rain, feeling a lingering exhaustion.He turned over, knelt up, stretched out his hand to close the window slightly, then sat on the bed, leaning against the wall, and took a while to get up to wash.

Putting on a thin coat, Gan Hezhi took the car to Shengsheng Road, and the carpenter's shop was already open.

When Ganhezhi entered the store, he brought in some moisture from the rain, mixed with the smell of sawdust in the store, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

In the store, there are all kinds of tools hanging on the wall. Gan Hezhi looked at it for a while, then looked down at the large and small wooden boards piled up on the table, and the only bright color in the room - the small stool white mug.

The carpenter is an elderly gentleman, looking quite energetic, wearing glasses, with only a thin piece of silver hair left on his head, fluffy, poking vertically, swaying with the movement.

When Ganhezhi arrived at the shop, the old man was squinting at a long piece of wood, and he used a caliper to clamp one end of the wood, then clamped the middle and the end, then put it on the table, and began to scrape the wood, and then used the caliper to draw .

When the old man heard the movement, his hands kept moving, "What are you here for?"

Gan Hezhi gestured, "I want to make a swing and put it in the yard."

The old gentleman was quite cold, "Don't do it."

Gan Hezhi was stunned, "Why?"

"trouble."

Gan Hezhi was startled, he froze in place, not knowing how to react for a moment.Could it be that he can only buy one online, but he always feels that the ones on the Internet are not perfect, and he gets into a tangle with them.

The movement of the old man's hands stopped, he picked up the tea mug, took a sip of tea, then turned his head, closed his chin, rolled his eyes upwards, and glanced at Ganhezhi through the gap between the lens and reality.

Ganhe stood up subconsciously and accepted the review.

"I still have a few big pieces that I haven't done yet..." The old man suddenly said, and pointed to a pile of materials on the table. Small sawdust flew up with his movements, and he coughed twice, "If you don't If you are in a hurry, wait."

Gan Hezhi quickly said that he was not in a hurry.

The old gentleman took out a notebook from somewhere, sketched a rough outline with a pencil on the notebook, and showed it to Gan Hezhi, and then widened the seat according to the latter's instructions, even if the shape was finalized.

Gan Hezhi asked the old man, and after getting permission, he took two photos of the draft in the book with his mobile phone, and negotiated the price with the old man by the way.

The old man thought for a while, reported the number, and said that it would not be too late to collect the money after he finished.Gan Hezhi found it interesting, so he asked what to do if he ran away.The old man smiled sinisterly, and asked him back, "Am I short of your money?"

The poor dry and willing to bow down.

Afterwards, Gan Hezhi rushed to Zhoumi Garden with photos and quotations.Although he had sent Fu Wensheng a message in advance that he might be late, he was actually not late. It seemed that the efficiency was not bad.

But Fu Wensheng was not at home.

Dry and clean up first.

But Fu Wensheng didn't go home until he finished cleaning the villa.

The workload on the two floors was not small, and he was a little tired after doing it. He looked at the soft sofa for a while, then approached it hesitantly, and then lightly put his butt on it.

"Ah—" Cool.

I just sat and rested for a while, mainly to wait for Fu Wensheng to come home, he thought so, while flipping through the photos in his mobile phone album, while listening to the movement outside, he nestled down and fell asleep within 2 minutes.

Gan Hezhi had a dream.

"Didi——" The courier came, and Gan Hezhi went to pick it up at the gate of the yard. It should be a swing, he thought.The courier brother handed him a cardboard box, and Gan Hezhi held it with both hands.

"It's a swing." He still said the same thing.

Then he opened the box, and the yard changed immediately.But in the blink of an eye, the walls of the villa and the surrounding fences were covered with yellow plant stems.

Was it already here?Or did it just grow up?

The small green and white flowers are dotted on the stem, like a small bell with its mouth turned upside down, looking cute and innocent.The little flowers swayed gently with the wind, making the soft sound of wind chimes colliding.

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8. Section [-]

Show a foolish smile.

Gan Hezhi was awakened by a knocking sound.

But the sound is not harsh, like a sparrow chirping on the window sill in the morning. Even if a person wakes up because of this, the first reaction is not to be irritable, but to smile at the little bird.

This is the case with Gan Hezhi at the moment.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Wensheng. Fu Wensheng's mouth opened and closed, he didn't know what he was talking about, and his arms were also moving, so Gan Hezhi's gaze followed. He saw Fu Wensheng's index finger curl up and land on the coffee table, very quickly Gently bounce rhythmically.

Gan Hezhi smiled silly at Fu Wensheng, his eyes were as innocent as a seal lying on the ice basking in the sun.

Fu Wensheng stopped talking and just looked at him steadfastly.

Gan Hezhi's slippers were kicked off at some point, and now his legs are curled up, and he is nestled in the soft sofa.

It was still raining outside, and the light in the room was even dimmer than when he closed his eyes. He couldn't help it, he yawned, and his eyes became moist.

After another two seconds, he suddenly bounced up on the spot like a cannonball, away from the sofa, "Hold... sorry sir! I didn't mean it!" He hung his head, his voice sounded a little frightened.

Fu Wensheng's upper body leaned back the moment Gan Hezhi jumped up. Now he sat back, retracted his hands on the coffee table expressionlessly, and folded his arms in front of his chest. He didn't say "it's okay", just He asked calmly, "Why did you sleep here?"

Gan Hezhi thought about his business, glanced at his empty palm, looked back, and found his mobile phone in the crack of the sofa.The phone ran out of battery, so Gan Hezhi asked Fu Wensheng to borrow a charger.

Gan Hezhi stood there and waited for a while before successfully turning on the phone, opened the photo album, and hurriedly approached Fu Wensheng, showed him a few photos he had taken, and told him the store address and price.

After flipping through the photos, Gan Hezhi took back his phone, lowered his head and poked the screen twice, his face wrinkled, and he explained to himself in a low voice, "I don't know when you will come back, I fell asleep while waiting."

Fu Wensheng didn't respond, and didn't know if he heard it. His eyes fell on Gan Hezhi's mobile phone screen, he glanced at it casually, and then gave the same casual answer, "That's it."

Gan Hezhi nodded, flicked the charger with his hand, and returned it to Fu Wensheng properly, "It's getting late, sir, then I'll be leaving."

"Yes." Fu Wensheng agreed.

Gan Hezhi put on his coat and went to find himself again.