A Heartwarming Decade

Sier returned to Wen's house and was picked up by Old Wen himself. In the study, Si Wan received a scolding, and the matter seemed to be over.

However, Aheng didn't like to talk anymore than before, but he still smiled when he saw people, his gentle and angry appearance did not change much.

Mother bought her a lot of food, clothes and toys, and she wanted to take them home in sacks. This love, I don't know which night tossing and turning, and how long the guilt contradictions escalated. However, the mother is finally satisfied, if she still has filial piety, everyone can only be happy.

The frustrating thing is that every time I see Sier, Ah Heng always draws a tiger in his heart and cannot get close. Falling in the eyes of Si Wan, I am afraid that I will sit down and be guilty.

Can't tell when it started, but Yanxi seemed to get close to her suddenly, treating her as a good buddy, the one who hadn't seen Tecishi in years. She accepted the kindness with a smile, and felt that life was even worse than the eight o'clock TV series.

I don't know if it's spring. Every weekend, she always sleeps. It's common not to leave the room all day.

Speaking of the room, she took the initiative to ask her grandpa to move into the bedroom farthest from the stairs. When she opened the window, there was a sycamore tree. When she moved, she happened to add new branches, which was green and full of vitality.

Braised Pork Rice likes her new room very much. Every evening, she always sneaks to her window, stands on the sycamore branches and yells, talking to her people and birds in different ways. It reads "Stewed Pork and Braised Pork", strange and strange, like an extremely master; and she, reading Chinese textbooks to it, Mandarin is still hopelessly bad.

Whenever I read the last sentence of "Being a Teacher", "I don't know what I mean," I always laughed at my little black and ignorant eyes on the braised pork rice.

Aunt Zhang was also very depressed, and sighed, "What's wrong with this child? I'm stuck, but don't go to the south wall with a bowel, which is a demon."

Sier tearfully said: "It's all my fault."

Aheng smiled and pretended not to hear.

Where did you make any mistakes? She longed to be a gentleman with high mountains and flowing water, but unfortunately there are still people in this world willing to pour sewage on herself.

Every weekend, A Heng always goes to Mao'er Hutong, bringing good soup and water along the way. Seeing Xiaoxia's improvement in her grades, her little face became bloody, she felt very at ease in her heart, and she felt much better.

Children always love to tell her delicious things, telling how annoying XX is in the class, bullying him for being short, and how he bullied him back with the frog. He didn't treat her as a stranger at all, and acted pretentiously to the point of lawlessness.

"You are like raising a baby, not bad, and you will definitely be a good wife and mother in the future." Sin Dayi jokes at her.

She blushed, and she couldn't say anything. This kind of private personal desire is not easy to talk about in front of others... But, girls are all going to marry and have children. It is a good thing to be a good wife and mother, so she calmed down. He turned his head and smiled at Dayi: "Haha, good point!"

Dayi smirked: "Little girl, I want to marry when she's only young, she's cheeky!"

A Heng cross-eyed: "Well, I wish you can never marry a wife or have children in your life, and you will never have the chance to be a good husband and father!"

Years later, Aheng died.

If I knew it, I wished that every time I bought lottery tickets, whether it was sports lottery, lucky draw, or scratching, I would win every one of them, and I would be woken up by the euro when I slept!

In her free time, Yanxi always had a lot of excuses to take her to play at home. He found that Aheng was quite talented in playing games, and he even accepted her as a closed disciple. It's a pity that Qing comes from the blue, and Aheng always beats Yanxi's villain to abandon his helmet and armor, making the young man blue.

Fortunately, this is a coaxing child, a bowl of ribs noodles, immediately smiled.

Braised Pork Rice recently took the wrong language route. He no longer babbled "broiled pork and braised pork" as if he was a soul, and began to pretend to be deep. The little wings tucked behind him, with emotions "unintelligible and unintelligible".

Yanxi smirked, flicking the little thing's head: "You also know that you don't know what it is!"

Helpless, Ah Heng held the tearful braised pork rice in his palm for a while to comfort.

"A Heng, don't spoil it, little things are not so delicate." Yan Xi raised her eyebrows.

A Heng smiled: "Neither is delicate nor strong." Such a weak existence must always be cared for to feel at ease.

The boy curled his lips: "Xiaoqiang is small enough, he is still invincible!"

A Heng was faint, if she tried to speak, she could not say anything.

The young boy suddenly widened his black and bright eyes, staring straight at Ah Heng, seeing her hairy, and then he said affectionately: "Yeah, poor boy, I have lost so much recently. Didn't you eat well? , Patronizing and fighting Sier on a hunger strike pretending to abuse the little wife?"

A Heng smiled on his face and rolled his eyes.

"In order to show sympathy, the young master decided..." The young man paused, with a serious expression, "Please drink!"

What kind of Martian thinking is this?

Aheng smiled, nodded and said yes.

He took advantage of the good time when Yan Lao was socializing and Li Jingwei was dozing off, pulling her into the underground storage room sneakily.

"It's so dark!" Aheng Nuonuo said.

"Hush, keep your voice down, don't let Ma Li find out!" Yan Xi lowered her voice.

"Why, are you not allowed to drink?" A Heng was confused. When she was in Wushui Town, she used to accompany her father for a few drinks, whether it was green leaves or plums, and she had a lot of drink.

"Child, you are a minor, a minor!"

In the dark, one hand hesitated, then patted her head lightly, like a puppy.

"Oh." Aheng nodded, wondering whether Yanxi could see clearly in the invisible wine cellar.

Facts have proved that this is obviously a habitual stealer. After rustling busy for a while, he returned with wine.

She adapted to the darkness in the wine cellar, her eyes gradually could see the rough outline, a large area, a lot of wine, mostly ceramics, it looked like she had strayed into an ancient wine shop.

After regaining her senses, Yanxi was already sitting cross-legged on the ground.

A Heng chuckled lightly, and sat opposite him, just like a teenager.

"Here." Yanxi was very generous, leaving a bottle of herself, and handing another bottle to Aheng.

"Just drink like this?" Ahengda, at least there should be a cup, right?

"How about it?" Yanxi smiled, "Don't worry, there is a lot of wine here, no need to save my old man."

Ah Heng is very weak. She feels that she has difficulty communicating with Yan Xi, but seeing the young boy's self-satisfied appearance, she also feels that she is not big enough. After all, it is rare to have a good life in her life. So he fumbled to the mouth of the bottle, took off the wax plug with his fingertips, smiled and demonstrated, took a big sip, the spicy and clear taste rushed through the mouth. This is how people are used to saying "the desire to speak".

The young man looked at her with eyes in the dark, as if an ancient black jade was raised in white crystals.

"Fenjiu?" Aheng asked.

Yanxi nodded and handed her her hand: "Try this again."

A Heng took a sip, the pungent taste choked his nose, but the taste was warm and sweet.

"Yanghe?"

Yanxi's eyes lit up: "How did you know?"

A Heng's face was reddened: "When I was a kid, Abba drank and secretly drank it. It's cheap in bulk, although it's not pure."

The corners of the young man’s lips rose, and he muttered in a very low voice: "Why didn't you find it before, it's a treasure?"

treasure? Aheng was stunned. After a long while, sneered. Probably, only Yanxi would say that.

Congenial with him like this, before the conclusion is made, I don't know if it is good or bad.

That day, the dusk filled the entire yard, and only two people hid in the dark wine cellar, pushing the bottle and changing it.

When he came out, the boy's face was already red in Peach Blossom Forest.

"A Heng, what would you say if an adult asked?" He asked her, drunk, half covering his eyes.

"Drink the juice, He Yanxi, it's delicious." A Heng smiled, his expression calm, his complexion white, his lips, teeth and fingertips were sweet.

"Good." He patted her on the head again and smiled childishly.

"A Heng, next time we are free, let's drink juice together." The young man smiled, revealing the little red flesh on his gums, and stretched out his slender little finger, cute and naive, "Retract."

Ah Heng was laughing and crying, and his little finger gently raised the boy's finger, and then put it down instantly: "Okay."

Every time she makes a promise, it will be fulfilled. This is an obsession, but it is also a terrible one.

So, she became Yanxi's regular juice friend, and later a drinker.

It’s nothing more than that when it’s close to you; it’s nothing more than that when it’s sparse.

At the beginning of June, it was already extremely hot, and the central air-conditioning in the house started to operate. A constant temperature of 26 degrees Celsius, neither hot nor cold, makes Ah Heng a little depressed.

She doesn't like the environment that is too comfortable, especially the artificial ones, so she gets free on the weekend, mostly when she runs to Xiaoxia's house. The adults are busy. After school, Si Wan and Si Er are often left at home.

Speaking of it, Sier was thin when he was a child, and his family was pampered. After studying at night for a year, he was only in high school this summer. At the moment, in order to prepare for the entrance examination for senior high school, Si Wan was struggling to raise Si'er up, and there was a strong tendency that he would not stop without taking Xilin.

It was Monday again, and Aheng's biological clock was stable, and he kept his eyes open all the time. But this time, I accidentally borrowed external force and was awakened by a dumb ringtone. Opened the curtains, under the plane tree, stood the young man in red, leaning on a dilapidated bicycle, smiling brightly, looking up at the window, and pressing the bell with his hands vigorously.

"Aheng, look!" He was a little excited.

"What?" Aheng rubbed his eyes.

"Yogirl, see, see, my foreign car, with a beam!" Yanxi danced.

This car?

Aheng smiled: "Where did you come from?"

The boy spit wildly: "I found it from the storage room yesterday. The old man rode it before. It's an old antique for 20 years. It's rare now. I don't let ordinary people see it!"

A Heng sighed: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Does a bowl of soy milk and a bowl of hot and spicy soup three steamed buns count?" Yan Xi said with joy.

She held the window and smiled. Yanxi has always eaten less for breakfast, which has caused a bowl of soy milk to die. It seems that she is in a good mood today.

"I'll take a walk in the yard first, hurry up, and take you to school in a while!" The young man turned around, waved his hand, and stepped on the beam somewhat comically, looking like an old man, walking three times. This foreign car is not far from being scrapped.

While she was biting the steamed buns and concentrating on breakfast, someone knocked on the door angrily.

Sister Zhang opened the door, it was Yanxi, with several black marks on her face and hands.

"What's wrong?" Si Wan was speechless.

"I haven't ran half a lap, the chain fell off, and it can't be installed!" Yanxi sat down, her eyes widened and half of her face was taken.

"What chain?" Si Wan became confused.

Aheng smiled: "My face is dirty."

Yanxi murmured and ran to the bathroom, Aheng put the bun on the bun and walked out holding the repair box. Sure enough, I saw a bicycle that was almost paralyzed.

She frowned and looked at the car chain older than her with embarrassment, the pliers screwdriver fell to the ground. Yes, see which one is pleasing to the eye!

Crackling, clattering.

Aheng looked at the trembling chain returning to his original position, and felt that he was really talented. Someday ask Grandpa He if he lacks people...

"How was it installed?" Yanxi was surprised.

Aheng pondered, is this a physical principle, a mathematical principle, or both? She looked up, but Yanxi smiled.

Aheng knew that his face must be no better than Yanxi just now, so he concealed his blush with seriousness: "I think, you should, thank me."

Yanxi is also serious: "I think, you should, consider the mood of a person who likes comedy."

A Heng stared, one two three, couldn't hold back, laughed.

Yanxi also smiled, and her index finger gently rubbed the girl's eyebrows black: "Today I can ride this foreign car, thank CCTV, thank MTV, thank Rolling Stone, thank Sony, thank Aheng, all right?"

A Heng nodded implicitly, darkly cool, ha ha.

On this day, Ah Heng was sitting on the bicycle, like the bumps of lifting a sedan chair on a TV, dizzy and crooked.

The broken car swayed at a speed of one step per second, and it ran into Sindayi on the way. That guy obviously hadn't seen the world before, and was startled, his mouth opened into toffee, and he studied all the way with interest.

Yan Xi was angry, turned her head, and rammed Xindayi directly. Although the car is broken, its lethality is still there.

Yanxi looked at Sindayi who fell to the ground contemptuously, smugly stamped the boy's leg with a wheel, and walked away in the air.

A Heng blushed, hid his face, and made up his mind to conceal his ears and steal the bell: No one would see anyone in the back seat of the broken car, or no one.

But in the end, knowing that Yanxi has the bad ailments of being easy to regret, easy to persevere, and easy to act hard, embarrassed and awkward all the way, still accompany this boy all the way.

However, how long will it take for him to realize that this company is precious.

Sometimes, even if you emptied your heart and gave it all, it is difficult to trace back.