Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

Yu Wenjin came out with his slippers on, and called Yang Fan to eat. Yang Fan followed Yu Wen, nagging non-stop,

"I think those old men live a really comfortable life. When the wind blows, they listen to a little song, they drink a little wine, and their wife yells. After returning home, the whole couple come out to enjoy the breeze. It's amazing."

Yu Wen fished out his cooked chicken, took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator, and asked puzzledly: "Do you feel that you are no different from those old men now?"

"Haha, I think your cooking skills can still be learned from those aunts. Tomorrow, I want to drink Shiquan Dabu soup, and if you can make it, it will be amazing."

"Leave if you don't eat, don't worry about things every day." Yu Wen said, pouring the chicken soup in front of Yang Fan.Yang Fan had to control his diet because he started the machine, so he ate a little bit of everything and stuffed it into Yu Wen's bowl.

"I think you're skinny enough, you haven't been exercising regularly, what about you?"

"You don't know, with a big screen on your face, you will gain at least twenty catties." Yang Fan put down the bowl and chopsticks, watching Yu Wen eat with relish.

"Hey, it's a pity. I will stew pig's trotters tomorrow, and I will cook pork ribs the day after tomorrow. I will make you a complete and nourishing soup the day after tomorrow. It seems that you are not blessed to enjoy it."

"You are not allowed to eat, go for a run with me tomorrow morning, buy some oatmeal, and drink oatmeal with me."

"No, I'd rather be fat like a pig than drink tasteless oatmeal and eggs. My stomach can't stand being wronged." Yu Wen gulped down the rest of the chicken soup and praised himself with a thumbs up craftsmanship.

At night, Yu Wen Yang Fan was walking on the street, and the gentle summer wind was blowing in, and the refreshing smell of watermelon was still wafting from the watermelon stall that had just closed, which reminded people of their childhood life in the street, an irresistible force Bringing the two into memories, beautiful and warm.Yu Wen held Yang Fan's hand from behind, Yang Fan looked back at Yu Wen, blinked his eyes, and moved closer to Yu Wen.

The uncle walked over from the street with a Maza, and saw Yang Fan saying hello, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Just finished eating, let's go." Yang Fan quickly took his hand out of Yu Wen's palm, and casually pointed in the direction, indicating where he was going.

"Okay, the two brothers will come to play at home some other day." The uncle leisurely walked towards home.

"Let's go, two brothers." Yu Wen put his hands on Yang Fan's head and pushed Yang Fan forward.

The streets are full of aunts dancing in the square, Yang Fan seizes the good opportunity of exercising, thinking of dancing to consume the dinner he ate at night, and drags Yu Wen into the crowd.Yang Fan learned from the front, Yu Wen wiped sweat behind, shook his hands, turned around, raised his legs, flustered, no different from a robot with rusty joints, Yang Fan recorded a video on the side and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Yu Wen was drenched all over, pinching his waist and gasping for breath. He thought that aunt's square dance was just moving his arms and legs, but he didn't expect that, with such a lot of activities, he would eat too much, and his stomach felt uncomfortable. After returning home, he immediately collapsed I can't get up on the sofa.

Yang Fan came in naked after taking a shower. Yu Wen looked at Yang Fan's well-shaped chest muscles and sighed, "Why can't you have delicious food and abdominal muscles at the same time?"

"What good things are you thinking about? My brain is overwhelmed by eating, and I started talking nonsense." Yang Fan walked over and patted Yu Wen's face.

"I want a young one too." Yu Wen stroked Yang Fan's muscles enviously.

"Wait for me to go back and take you to the gym."

"No, I still want delicious food." Yu Wen went out for the past few years, had to travel hard, and he didn't have much meat in his body, so he just wanted to eat more delicious food to reward himself.

"It's okay, mine is yours, as long as the money is in place, I can share my body with you." Yang Fan approached Yu Wen, smiling silly.

There was a happy event on the street, the uncle next door knocked on the door, Yu Wen stood sleepily at the door, looking at the stranger.

"The sun is already hanging in the sky, so I can't afford it." The strange uncle walked into the yard, walked to the south room with ease, and took out a pile of horses. Might have to set up another table from here."

Yu Wen nodded in bewilderment, closed the door and rushed back to the room to call Yang Fan.

"Get up, someone is coming." Yu Wen picked up the clothes on the chair and threw them to Yang Fan, folded the quilt, aligned the bed, opened the curtains, then picked up another quilt and walked to another bedroom.

After Yang Fan got dressed, he stood in the yard and looked at Yu Wen, "I bet you, they'll buy a drink in the yard and never enter the house, so what?"

"As for." Yu Wen jumped out two words.When Yang Fan was followed by the paparazzi, Yu Wen blamed himself for a long time. He must not give anyone a chance to gossip, not at all. Yang Fan was criticized by using the handle.

Yu Wenwen and Yang Fan lent the yard to a married couple and strolled on the street. On the stone bench on the street was a small stack of red paper and a dustpan cut out Double Happiness. Yang Fan held the red paper in his hand and naturally remembered the word Double Happiness. The cutting method is good at folding the marks with your hands and tearing them off slowly.

I still learned to cut characters when I was a child. I didn’t expect to remember the technique more than ten years later. Yang Fan opened the paper and played with it in his hand for a while. The ink on the paper was not dry yet, and his hands were flushed.

Yang Fan puts the paper in front of his eyes, opens his eyes to look at the sun, and the smell of paper and ink is sucked into his lungs. Yang Fan always feels that he is a strange person, who likes inexplicable and strange smells, the smell of soil after the rain, and the smell of firecrackers during festivals. smell, the smell of newly printed books, and the smell of the sun on your body.

Yu Wen walked over from behind, grabbed the red paper in Yang Fan's hand, and said, "What is it?" After seeing it clearly, Yu Wen put it in his hand for a moment, sat next to Yang Fan, and said, "Do you still remember how to cut it?" .”

Yu Wen also found a piece of red paper, trying to tear out a Double Happiness, Yang Fan directed at the side, and Yu Wen opened the words he tore out.

"Time flies so fast." Yang Fan looked at the writing in Yu Wen's hand and sighed.

"That's right, it seems that I just learned it yesterday, and more than ten years have passed in a flash."

"Do you still remember the day when the bride got married and we went to the door to ask for sweets?"

"Remember, I still remember what grandpa told us."

"You said if he is alive now, will he be pissed to death?"

"It's probably not as simple as being mad at you. Grandpa said that he will let you marry a beautiful wife in the future, and let me marry a wife. He also said that I will take care of you all the time. Tell me, how thoughtful Grandpa has arranged for you. Instill in me, to be kind to my younger brother, to love my younger brother, to think of my younger brother in everything.”

"Hmph, you didn't achieve full marks either."

"I'll go, I don't have a full score yet, there is no full score." Yu Wen turned around and asked Yang Fan.

Yang Fan rolled up his trousers. The scars from the previous fight hadn't completely faded away, and there were still some bruises. Yang Fan raised his neck again, "Look, if it's still green, or if it was a dead hand."

"As for me, look at my back, when you hit me, you hit me deadly." Yu Wen raised his stomach, looking for the marks on his body.

Yu Wen put the cut Double Happiness into the dustpan, picked up another piece of paper, and asked while cutting, "If one to ten, how much would you give me?"

"one."

Yu Wen's face froze, and the scissors clicked in his hand, scaring Yang Fan.

"Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten." Yang Fan closed his eyes, clasped his hands behind his head, and leaned against the stone wall to count quietly. Yu Wen smiled happily and continued I heard Yang Fan count down: "Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen."

"Okay, enough is enough." Yu Wen laughed happily, reaching out to stop Yang Fan.

"23, 24, 25." Yang Fan sat up straight suddenly, opened his eyes, and said to Yu Wen, "You are two hundred and five."

Yu Wen was happy like a fool.Someone came over to take away the Double Happiness in the dustpan, and beckoned Yu Wen and Yang Fan to eat some, but the two waved their hands and refused, and said in unison that they had just eaten, and sat here to bask in the sun and digest.

The smell unique to the wedding banquet comes from the street. This smell can only be found on the flowing water table. The big pot is fried, and the big pot is stewed.

At twelve o'clock at noon, firecrackers started to be set off on the street, Yu Wen Yang Fan leaned against the stone wall to watch the fun, and the bride in a red dress walked into the house with arched balloons in front of the door.

They remember things from their childhood.

When I was young, one day at noon, my grandfather was sitting on a stone bench at home basking in the sun, hammering his legs and saying, "My legs hurt again, it's going to rain."

"How is it possible, Grandpa, the sun is so hot, how could it be raining." Yu Wen moved a bench and sat on the stone steps to do his homework, while Yang Fan played beside him.

"Hurry up, let's talk about the rain tomorrow." While Grandpa was talking, someone walked into the house and greeted him, "Uncle Yang, can I use your bench? The girl is going out tomorrow, and the bench is not enough. of."

"Okay, it will save my heart when this girl gets married."

"It's not a big deal, this is the only time in my life when I'm a big guest, come back to drink."

"No, baby, hurry up and move the bench." Grandpa said as he directed Yu Wen and Yang Fan to move the bench.

"Master, didn't you say that it's going to rain tomorrow? How can they go out when it's raining when they get married?"

"What does the rain care about people's marriage?" Grandpa rolled Yang Fan's eyes and said, "Speak well of this kind of thing when you meet. Why does it not rain? If you say it in front of others, how can they not lose face."

"This man, when you speak well, don't be deluded every day. If you don't speak well, say something nice. You can't die. If you can't say good things, then you will die." Grandpa basked in the sun, talking non-stop. Nagging the truth, I am afraid that if some truth is not explained, the baby will suffer a loss in the future and don't know what to do.

At night, when Yu Wen went out to pee in the courtyard, he felt the light rain on his face, so he pulled up his trousers and went back to the house, saying to Yang Fan, "It's raining, it's raining."

Yang Fan was thinking about the same thing as Yu Wen, "What about that girl getting married tomorrow?"

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