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At an arm's length to her side, someone was having breakfast.The lunch box is placed on a small table, and there are fried dumplings inside, accompanied by a bag of aged vinegar.

When he sat down again and leaned against the car window, the air seemed to be cleaner, and Tang Qingyi's throbbing dizziness in his brain faded a lot.

Such a difference——

Tang Qing also suddenly realized something, she looked at Tang Tang.

The latter lowered his eyelashes unconsciously, and took out two oranges and a pack of tissues from his backpack with his slender fingers.

The white and tender fingertips peeled off the orange peel of the orange little by little, and the fresh, steamy sweetness splashed and filled the air.

Tangtang put the peeled orange petals on a paper towel and handed it to Tang Qingyi.

"Tang Qingyi..." the girl said slowly, "Eat some oranges and you will feel better."

Tang Qing also spread out his palm, and Tang Tang carefully placed the tissue on it.

The thin fruit coat, when you bite open gently, there is sweet juice between the teeth.

Seeing that Tang Qing also ate, the girl's eyes curled up.

Such...a clumsy and naive method.

Why hide it like this.

Whether it's the origami or the seat, it's always like this, it's like a one-man show.

Be nice to her quietly.

Quietly.

"Don't you eat?" Tang Qing also asked.

The girl seemed to be relieved suddenly, and hastily stuffed her lips.The white teeth touched the almost transparent flesh, and the tender red lips were naturally shiny.

tasty.

The tip of the tongue is lingering with delicate sweetness.

Tang Qing also closed his eyes, his eyelashes drooping, covering up the subtle turbulent emotions.

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The high-speed rail terminal is located in a beautiful and quaint southern town.

White walls and black tiles, paths paved with bluestone slabs, stone piers are moistened by soft green waves, and fine and moist moss grows.On the black-covered boat, the rower in sweatshirt is taming cormorants.

Tang Tang and Tang Qing also pulled the suitcases, stood on the bridge embankment and watched for a while as the cormorants stretched their thin necks into the water.

Then one of them pinched a golden sugar painting in his hand and went to find the long-distance bus station.

It took about two hours of bumps, and the vision gradually transitioned from the delicate and elegant ink wash houses to the green and scattered countryside.

"grandmother--"

"Tang Qingyi and I are almost here...well...we'll see the way."

Tangtang's ending sound is sweet and soft, soaked in the warm wind of the water town, speaking quickly, it seems to be humming a song softly.

She hung up the phone, turned to look at Tang Qingyi, her eyes were bright and gentle, but her expression was a little shy.

"Tang Qingyi, we will be here soon...Grandma said that she baked red bean cakes, which are very sweet and can be eaten as a snack before meals."

Tang Qing also took the suitcase in her hand, raised his hand and gently smoothed the girl's forehead hair.

Tangtang closed her eyes, and opened them again when the warm touch left her, with a smile on her face.

Tang Qing is also quite resistant to unnecessary social interactions with outsiders, but——

But maybe Tang Tang smiled too nicely.

She likes Tang Tang smiling like this.

Along the way, the restless impatience in her bones and the anxiety that made her uncomfortable gradually subsided.

As for the remaining and trivial conflicts, when they saw the old lady herself, they were all gone.

Grandma Tang had short gray hair and was not tall. She was standing at the door of a house, and when she saw Tang Tang and her husband, she smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.

He is kind and kind, and the gentleness of water in his youth can be vaguely seen in his eyebrows.

"Grandma...I miss you so much."

Grandma Tang hugged the girl, she patted the girl on the back, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, "Grandma misses you too."

"Is this little girl Tang Qingyi?" She looked at Tang Qingyi.

Grandma Tang tried her best to speak Mandarin with a cute accent, "Welcome to our home."

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Tang Tang's house is not big, just a few bungalows, and a small courtyard. In the courtyard, two or three vegetable fields are surrounded by gauze nets, and yellow melon seedlings are crawling on the bamboo frame, with slightly curled silk sticking out.

Grandma Tang took the two of them to the back room to resettle.

"This is Tangtang's room. The bed is a bit small, but you two girls should be able to sleep. There is also a mat. It was washed and dried when the sun was good two days ago."

After that, Grandma Tang left with a smile, leaving the two of them behind.

The room was about [-] square meters, clean and tidy, with a half bottle of ink and a half-written copybook on the desk.

There was no wallpaper on the four walls, and one of the walls was unexpectedly pasted with red certificates, one on top of the other, each with Tangtang's name written on it.

Full of certificates of honor, new and old, different sizes, as if time is overlapping.

Intuitive and silent, he spread out all the girl's old years in front of Tang Qingyi.

"The schools in the town will give out certificates to the top three in every monthly exam."

Tang Qingyi's concentration seemed to make Tang Tang feel a little ashamed.

She explained in a low voice, "You know... Some children in the countryside are not allowed to continue after they finish junior high school, so they don't study hard at the beginning."

Tang Qing also captured the girl's shame.

She turned her eyes back to the girl.

"Does this conflict with your excellence?" She looked indifferent, with puzzled eyes.

Tang Tang breathed lightly.

The light brown eyes quickly covered with a layer of water mist, blinked, dissipated a little, and soon accumulated into a glimmer of water.

"Tang Qingyi..." Her voice was trembling.