love is like life

Going to school and going on vacation are two different times for students. Going to school is very slow, and the time goes by the second;

The holidays go by quickly, today is the first day off, and tomorrow is over and we will go to school.

Fu Yasheng's summer vacation seemed to be the same. After one summer vacation, she felt that she was still in July. Looking at the date on the calendar, today was already August 7, her birthday.

"happy birthday to you!"

"happy birthday to you!"

"happy birthday to you!"

Fu Yasheng was pressured by her brother to wear that stupid birthday paper hat that was much bigger than her head. Before she could put it on securely, others took it over and put it on again, and finally hung it obliquely on Fu Dongsheng's head .

"Fu Yasheng, you are so bad, look how good Fu Dongsheng is, wear your hat properly."

Yang Fei grabbed Fu Yasheng's neck, messed Fu Yasheng's hair, and pinned the hairpin he picked on Fu Yasheng's hair, and said with a smile, "The birthday hairstyle is ready."

Fu Yasheng couldn't resist her brother's sex at all, and was dragged to sing the birthday song, which was so loud.

Yang Fei especially likes making troubles with Fu Yayoi, Fu Yasheng is just a paper tiger, and he is very boring.

Although she is a young child in this street, she has a weird personality, and she has two younger brothers who always give way to others, are too lazy to speak out, and don't like to care about it.

As long as it is not too much, it can be kneaded by others.

Yang Fei doesn't really like playing with children like Fu Yayoi anymore, but it's fun to tease her.

"I'm really going to sue the second lady!" Fu Misheng grabbed Yang Fei's arm, preventing him from moving, and then pinched his armpit hard.

"Ahh! Godmother! Yayoi pinched me!" The villain Yang Fei complained first, grinning hoarsely and screaming in pain.

As a result, his mother just came out of the kitchen with soup, gave him a blank look, and didn't like him at all, put down the soup and gave him an iron palm.

Yang Fei was attacked by the enemy, screamed and threw away Fu Misheng, and rushed to Fu Dongsheng's side, seeing Fu Dongsheng's silly look wearing a birthday hat, he said: "Only by Dongsheng's side, can I feel a little bit of a child. Cute and warm."

Fu Dongsheng glanced at Yang Fei with pitiful eyes. He had only seen people who owed Yang Fei so much, not even his sister. Every time they met, he would come to tease the children one by one, and specifically targeted them. Playing tricks on Fu Yasheng, the result was either thrown over the shoulder by Fu Yasheng, or punched and kicked by Fu Yasheng.

From this point of view, it is not so pitiful.

Fu Dongsheng also held grudges, remembering that his brother Yang Fei used to bring people around him with a throwing cannon, but it was Fu Misheng who beat them down with a fist, except for Yang Fei.

Hey, I just want to tease children, even if they are beaten.

Fu Yasheng sat in the living room for a while, looking at the cake that has been opened, although it has not been cut, but the decorated chocolate chips, fruits and cream have been scraped off in sevens and eighties, the rest of the cake is still worth waiting for She wanted to eat it, but in the next few days, she could imagine that this would be the snack for her and Fu Dongsheng.

For the 200 yuan cake, Fu Yasheng couldn't understand why it was so easy to make and it was so smashed.

But what people look forward to the most on birthdays is not the birthday cake, but the sweet and sour pork ribs made by her mother, her favorite. Although Gao Huimin always said that she can't do it well, her family only loves her mother's sweet and sour pork ribs.

Dinner starts at 6 o'clock. Basically, the second lady, the third lady, the grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, uncles and uncles all bring their children to celebrate their birthdays. This is not a birthday celebration, but a family dinner for any reason.

Fu Yasheng was squeezed behind the sofa and held a bowl. In the bowl was half a bowl of rice, two pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs, a peeled gimai prawn, and half of a cake that looked like it was stuck on the edge of the bowl and was precarious.

As her younger brother, Fu Dongsheng was stuck in the middle of the sofa with her, fighting with the rice with a bowl. The only difference was that there was no cake in Dongsheng's bowl.

Fu Yasheng pawed at the rice, there were sweet and salty tastes in her mouth, for some reason she thought of life.

Just like life, although there are sweet and salty, but the heart is very bitter.

Fu Dongsheng sympathizes with his sister, but as the same unlucky person, he will experience similar things on November 11, and he can only endure this heavy and sweet love.

"Dongsheng didn't get a cake, come on, I'm not partial, I'll give you one too."

I don't know which elder it was, but Fu Dongsheng didn't see his face, and before he could say anything, there was a cake in the bowl that was the same size as Fu Misheng's bowl.

When Fu Zheng came home from work, he saw his wife and friends tidying up in the kitchen. The two children silently looked at the bowl of cake and rice, and licked the rotten pieces with chopsticks, pretending to eat.

It's an old show, and I don't know when it started to have this kind of birthday atmosphere.

"Hurry up, give me your food, Dad is hungry after working overtime, you just eat and don't give me anything!"

Fu Zheng directly took Fu Yasheng's bowl and chopsticks and began to eat. Fu Dongsheng also rushed the rice in his bowl to Fu Zheng. The two children ran back and forth to clean up the table because of Fu Zheng's help. Soup with vegetables.

"Father, you are so kind." Fu Misheng lay on Fu Zheng's back, hugged her father's neck affectionately, and gave Fu Zheng a few slaps on the side of his face.

Fu Zheng was strangled and coughed a few times, and when Fu Yasheng let go of his cheeks, he quickly scooped up a few spoonfuls of soup and drank it directly.

"Damn, did I teach you not to play with others while eating, and prepare to sign up tomorrow. Have you finished your homework?" Fu Zheng paused for a moment, then asked Fu Misheng and Fu Dongsheng, "Dongsheng, hurry up and get your homework done." Put away your summer homework, did you put the little flower that the teacher asked you to do in your schoolbag?"

"Ah, my Hua Hua was taken away by brother Yang Fei!"

Fu Dongsheng only wanted to come at this time when Yang Fei left, something was on his head. He originally wanted to wait to see off the guests and ask Yang Fei for them, but he forgot that Yang Fei was also a guest.

At this moment, Fu Dongsheng knew that he was looking at his sister with tears in his eyes.

Fu Misheng was silent for two seconds, weighed in helping Fu Dongsheng to make the roses that the whole family had collected and pasted on supermarket advertisements for five or six days, and decided to go to Yang Fei's house to get back.

Yang Fei’s house is in the gymnasium. Go out from the community and walk to the right for a while, and pass through the alley of Aunt Xiaohong’s Douhua shop. Go down and you will arrive at the gymnasium, and then go left to Yang Fei’s house. It will only take 5 minutes not.

Yang Fei's whole family lives in this building, which is the norm in this small town. Most of the buildings are repaired with their own money, and the whole family lives in.

When they arrived at the dam downstairs, Fu Yasheng called "Xi Shi, Xi Shi" a few times in a low voice, and a big wolfhound taller than Fu Yasheng rattled its chains, and passed through a gap where only one person could pass sideways. Li got out, and then barked at Fu Yasheng.

"Xi Shi Xi Shi! Don't bark! Fu Misheng, why are you here!" Yang Fei leaned out from the window of his house, and Fu Dongsheng's homework was clamped on his ear, and then vertically from above——

"Pia click."

It fell apart.

Fu Yasheng didn't expect Yang Fei to make it up for her. Yang Fei was transferred from No. [-] Middle School to the bridge, and he didn't do his own homework. Can he be expected to let him glue Fu Dongsheng's roses?

Fu Misheng asked Yang Fei to clean up the remains of the rose and put them in a plastic bag. She was afraid of Xi Shi, who only recognized Yang Fei's family.

Then Fu Yasheng went to the stationery store, bought stickers and double-sided tape, five bamboo sticks and colored paper, and then went home and sat on the flower stand downstairs in the community to make up for it, so as not to go back and watch Fu Dongsheng cry and watch them patch up flowers , even more disturbing...

Some of the old petals can't be glued, so you have to crumple the paper again with a bamboo stick, then roll it up and paste it with double-sided tape to try, if it doesn't work, paste two more layers of self-adhesive.

It was the first time for Fu Yasheng to celebrate her birthday like this. Before that, she would either do homework or watch TV at home at night. It was the first time she spent her birthday outside to help her brother make up homework.

The ants in summer were still moving back and forth along the edge of the flower bed with unknown white things. When they walked on the colored paper next to Fu Yayoi, they wandered around and found their way again.

"What are you doing?" A very soft sentence slowly enveloped Fu Yasheng with a hazy fragrance, and the soft hair and swaying skirt also came into Fu Yasheng's sight following the movements of the owner of the voice.

Fu Yasheng turned her head to the side and saw who it was, so she quickly buried her head and continued to make petals. She was very nervous and even held her breath, hoping to prolong the fragrance to stay in her sense of smell for a little longer.

"Make petals."

When Fu Yasheng said these three words, she felt that she must be very cold, but she was actually trembling.

It's not because this is the girl she saw on the windowsill and was moved.

Instead, he was nervous and worried about whether his words and deeds would hurt a good-natured curiosity.

"My younger brother's kindergarten homework was messed up, I'll fix it." Fu Misheng added, but then she regretted saying too much.

"Let me do it with you, you teach me." With both hands, he took a bamboo stick and a piece of red colored paper from the side, and followed Fu Yasheng to roll the paper, crumpled it, and stretched it out again.

The girl's hair is different from Fu Yasheng's short hair, it is long and smooth. It is swaying in the wind on a summer night that is not too hot. Her slender and white hands are holding bamboo sticks to work on colored paper. Under the guidance of Fu Yasheng's few words Made several slices.

"My name is Qin Qin, what's your name?" The girl stopped, waiting for Fu Yasheng to look into her eyes, "I just moved here, and I live on the sixth floor of Unit [-], what about you?"

Fu Yasheng was a little shy, she pretended not to care, and raised her head to look into Qin Qin's eyes with what she thought was the most indifferent expression.

"My name is Fu Yasheng, and I also live in Unit [-], on the fifth floor."

"Hello, Yayoi."

"Qin Qin, hello."

Fu Yasheng didn't know how she got home, she just felt dizzy.

I only remember Qin Qin's eyes shining under the dim street light, her hair was long and beautiful, and her fragrance confused Fu Yasheng.

Her skirt was stained with dust, but she didn't care, and her hands were also dirty when making roses, and she simply clapped her hands.

When saying goodbye to Qin Qin on the fifth floor, Qin Qin opened his gray and red palm.

Yayoi Fu felt amazing.She actually made friends with this person, and the first time they met, someone made dirty handwork with her.

Fu Yasheng held a bamboo stick made of colored paper in one hand, and a rose made out of a mixture of advertising leaflets and colored paper in the other. Fu Yasheng could imagine what he looked like, he must be dirty, and he would be beaten when he returned home.

But Qin Qin is different.

Fu Yasheng couldn't think of any words to describe Qin Qin like this.

Perhaps Qin Qin came out of British novels, a noble lady who always runs in the garden.

In Fu Yasheng's limited world, he couldn't imagine more.

Fu Yasheng was ashamed to knock on the door with "bangbangbang" like before, or yelled "Mom, I'm back" in the corridor, or sang "Mom~ Mom~ Good mother~ open the door for me~" in the corridor. I came to ask my mother to open the door, although it may not be my mother who opened the door for her.

Fu Yasheng was very ladylike and patiently knocked on the door three times, and then Fu Dongsheng came and opened the door for her.

"Sister, the roses have become more beautiful." As soon as Fu Dongsheng opened the door, he saw the difference in the petals. The supermarket advertising paper is softer than the colored paper, and the folded rose petals are easy to fall off. Now with the red colored paper inside, the whole flower has stiffened .

"That's right, because there are fairies to help." Fu Misheng smiled, handed the rose to Fu Dongsheng, put the things away and went to wash his hands.

Fu Dongsheng's words touched her heart inexplicably, and she became more attractive, probably because Qin Qin was attractive.