Food: Start with a childhood sweetheart’s stall routine

The orange juice squeezed from fresh summer oranges, paired with mountain spring water, is simply delicious to the point of foul!

Taste the cold orange juice and feel the sweet taste.

Ning Qiyun’s small mouth moved, biting open the floating fruit in the orange juice.

Suddenly there was a trace of sour taste, very cold, very bouncy feeling, gently beating.

The fruit seems to dance in the mouth!

As soon as you take a sip, the heat is completely driven away!

“It’s so delicious!”

The girl squinted, her white face was full of smiles, and her little hand held orange juice and couldn’t put it down.

It looks like a small money junkie.

But in his hand is just a glass of orange juice.

“Okay, didn’t you mean watching a movie?” Lin Chen said.

“Are you still going to ride a tricycle?”

Lin Chen really thought so, otherwise how to go? He didn’t have a car.

“My dad is typing the code, let’s go and sneak his motorcycle away.”

Lin Chen: ???

Girl, are you serious?

Ning Qiyun bit the straw and drank the orange juice in the bottle, as if saying something insignificant.

But that look didn’t look like a fake.

“That’s not good… My second grandfather also has a motorcycle, so I can borrow it from him. ”

After saying that, Lin Chen and the two left the bamboo forest hut and walked towards the other end of Huaihua Village.

Although Huaihua Village is called a village, it is very large and the villagers do not live closely.

Sometimes if you want to visit the door, you have to walk for a few minutes.

Come to your destination.

Lin Chen didn’t say a word, and pushed the wooden door of the courtyard open with a light car.

As soon as you enter the door.

I saw the brand new Honda CG125 under the awning.

Red body, square headlights.

Very classic shape.

This is what Second Uncle Lin Chen bought for the second master when he came back for the New Year, but it can make the second master happy.

He often saw this old man driving a motorcycle, running like a racing car on this small dirt road.

Cow’s not good.

Lin Chen didn’t know where he was, so he shouted, “Second Uncle! I want to borrow your motorcycle to use it! ”

“Borrow you a big-headed ghost! You smelly boy comes to me every day to borrow this and that, and you don’t have to pay it back after borrowing…”

The second uncle walked out from the east house, smoking a hookah, and cursing in his mouth.

Just saw Ning Qiyun.

The swear words that I wanted to export disappeared.

Yo huh! Morning baby is not small! He could even hook up with Ning Changwang’s daughter!

Also, these two babies have grown up since childhood, I am afraid that they have been in love for a long time….

“Take it, take it! Just bring it back to me tomorrow morning! ”

The second uncle beckoned impatiently, looking “don’t bother me”.

After that, he walked back into the house.

Leaving a puzzled look on their faces.

After putting on a motorcycle hat for each person, Lin Chen started the motorcycle and drove away.

Ning Qiyun, who was sitting in the back seat, naturally wrapped his arms around Lin Chen’s waist, and the whole person leaned lightly on Lin Chen’s back.

The scooter drove out of the village onto a concrete road.

It’s a little smoother.

Smelling the fragrant soap on Lin Chen’s clothes, Ning Qiyun looked a little nostalgic.

“When I was a child, I seemed to hold you like this often.”

“What did you say?”

The wind was a little strong, and Lin Chen couldn’t hear the words of the people behind him.

I said! When I was a kid, I used to sit on the back of your bike! ”

“I also remember, it seems that once I fell into a cesspit with you.”

“……”

Ning Qiyun was a little regretful, he couldn’t talk this day, and he didn’t talk if he knew it earlier.

Gently hugged Lin Chen and stopped making a sound.

The scooter drove over the side of the road and swept up a few fallen leaves.

The figure faded away.

The speed of the motorcycle was too fast, but in just ten minutes, the two people had already arrived at the location.

After parking the car.

As long as you cross the road in front of you, you can go to the cinema that Ning Qiyun said.

The sidewalk is a red light.

The two stood side by side and waited.

Ning Qiyun’s little hand trembled a little, and slowly grabbed the corner of Lin Chen’s clothes.

But it’s not just a few seconds.

The little hand let go again, leaned down, and tightly held Lin Chen’s big hand.

Lin Chen was stunned by this sudden action.

Although it was summer, the girl’s soft hands were a little cold, like a fine mutton fat jade feel.

Tender and comfortable to the touch….

“What’s wrong? It’s not that I haven’t been involved before. ”

“Too.”

Lin Chen was a little uncomfortable, but he still didn’t say anything.

Because there are things in it that are not well known.

I remember when the two of them were in kindergarten and crossed the street after school once.

It was originally a green light, Ning Qiyun just walked out, and suddenly a mud truck lost control and rushed straight in….

Fortunately, Lin Chen next to him pulled her back.

But it still scared her a lot.

Since then, this little nizi will have trembling hands when crossing the zebra crossing, and after looking left and right, she does not dare to cross the road without pulling something.

Green light.

The two walked out together, as if they were a couple.

Crossing the road.

Lin Chen wanted to let go of his hand without a trace many times.

But Ning Qiyun held it tightly and didn’t give it a chance.

Come to the cinema.

Ning Qiyun still took Lin Chen’s hand and took him to buy two buckets of popcorn first.

Then the two stood next to the ticket gate, choosing the nearest movie to watch.

Long.

As if he had just discovered it, Ning Qiyun looked down at the hands held by the two, thoughtful.

“So Xiao Chenzi, what is our relationship now?”

“We?”

“Don’t play the fool.” Ning Qiyun’s face turned red, and he lowered his head slightly: “Why do you always hold my hand, I see that you are reluctant to let go…”

Lin Chen: ???

Girl, can you rake it like this?

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Ask for flowers! Ask for tickets!