I also want to pull wool today

"The vending machine near the station only sells orange ice hockey in summer, and the pineapple in the jar is salted so that it won't irritate the throat."

"Be careful!" The teenager rode his bicycle home as usual after class, and had to cross the road to the vegetable market.The market at this time is not too busy, and there are many fruit vendors setting up stalls on the street.

Looking at the past, there are loaded in dark green boxes, full of apple stalls and mango stalls, and cut oranges.The small night lights of the summer night have been turned on, and the morning glow and the flesh of the fruit are all hot and intense colors.

Lin Zicheng stopped the car and slowly made a detour before the tomato seller closed the stall, pushing the car and walking over.

The plastic bag tied to the wood was torn off, and after being stretched open, 3 plump tomatoes were placed.Take it home and eat it occasionally. In fact, tomatoes are worthy of the weight of summer.

Pushing the cart uphill, the shadow was divided into several parts by the wires overhead.

Lin Zicheng went to break the car bell one by one. Two children from the fruit stall next door ran to the sidewalk and blew a lot of soapy bubbles. The bubbles floated in front of his eyes, reflecting the upside-down sky and the still dusk.

In the evening sky, there was a trace left by an unknown flight.

A corner of the cloud was torn out.

He remembered the note pasted on the refrigerator when he went out this morning, saying that his parents would also work overtime tonight and take care of dinner by themselves.He looked at the time now. Even if the Lin family's parents work overtime, there should be rest time.

"Mom, there seems to be eggs at home, did you buy tomatoes! I'll take them back later and try the salty-mouth thick egg roast..."

A voice was sent to the family group.

Mother Lin opened the report and swallowed the takeaway meal of braised chicken downstairs. She and her family, Mr. Lin, were really busy with work, and there were more reports to read.

She spoke her son's voice wearily, and wanted to laugh after hearing it: "Be careful, don't blow up the kitchen, clean up the stove, or you will go to the night market for me tomorrow night!"

Lin Zicheng was very happy to hear about the night market, he had good memories, he took control of the front of the car, bypassed a few soap bubbles and said goodbye to the children.

"That's good, I have an excuse to call my friend this time!"

Father Lin had just finished the meeting, and listened to the voices sent by his goddess and son: "Are your friends in high school familiar? They are very happy to mention the voice, the child's mother, can't it be a girl?"

Lin's mother understood her husband's meaning and cheered up: "Lin Zicheng! Next time, invite someone to come to our house to play! It's good to walk around more among classmates!"

The teenager looked at the Chinese textbooks in his car basket, and replied with his eyebrows and eyes: "Mom, I'm only in high school, what do you think of you, boy! My classmate, I have known him for a long time, but he has known me not long ago."

If the wind is strong enough to lift the cover of the textbook, Yun will see the correct writing on the first page: "Grade [-] Class [-], white tea".

After walking for a while, when he arrived at the station near his home, Lin Zicheng leaned his self-confidence car aside, put in a few small coins, and heard the sound of them clanging into the money jar after a few seconds.He bought a can of orange soda to mix it with ice hockey pucks of the same flavor.

This time he brought the keys, put away his travel tools and changed his shoes, and went into the bedroom with a textbook bag in one hand and a plastic bag of tomatoes in one hand.

I didn't close the window when I went out this morning, and the curtains jumped repeatedly between being well-behaved and being blown up.

Lin Zicheng put the textbook on the desk in front of the window, opened the drawer of the desk and took out the diary, reached into his shirt pocket and took out the paper airplane he folded today, and slowly took it apart—the inside page of the paper airplane was abstractly drawn Fried wool sheep surrounded by a few small flowers.

He followed the creases carefully, but it was still a simple plane, and its destination was the boy's diary.

The flower branches are sandwiched in the blank book, and the sheep are left in his observation diary in the world.

Lin Zicheng closed the diary and put it back in the drawer, rummaged through the messy desktop a few times, and found a pack of fish feed.

"Ah, how are you doing today?"

A Yang floats in the fish tank by himself, and this piece of water that belongs to him has only one seaweed that purifies the air.The water was changed in the morning, and Ah Yang has a flexible fish tail. Lin Zicheng said that its fish tail is like Huntian Ling.

Some guessed that the right amount of feed was sprinkled, and Ah Yang didn't seem to be very hungry, and he wasn't eating too much.

Lin Zicheng squatted down and stared at his own fish: "If you don't eat it, I'll make soup with you!" The threats from people worked, and Ah Yang compromised and ate.

"Will you be alone?"

Lychee eyes meet goldfish eyes.There was no questioning tone, he probably didn't need an answer.

Ah Yang, this goldfish is different from the others, it was raised by Lin Zicheng.I once wanted to add another playmate, a goldfish, but when I woke up the next day, Ah Yang was still breathing in the water, and the other fish's belly was pulled out and completely dead.

"You will be happy."

Goldfish ignored him.

As the sky began to darken, Lin Zicheng turned on the lamp on the desk, spread out the white tea textbook, and took notes.Baicha's notes are a little more detailed than his.

---Baijia, outside the roof balcony.

Bai Cha sat on the edge with her legs dangling again.

There is a not-so-narrow edge around the balcony, and my brother and father have reduced the size of the balcony in the past.The roof was about three stories high, and beside him stood a jar with three pineapples soaked in salt water.It was bought by my father before a business trip today.

Bai Cha just hung up the call with his brother.Bai Jin has an evening class for his students today, so he has to come back later.

He needed oxygen and sat on the edge watching the houses around him.If you jump from here, the consequences of failure are leg problems.

"Ahhhhhhh, old Bai, answer the phone!!" It was obviously a very quiet environment, but the ringtone someone set for him broke something.

Bai Cha retracted her dangling legs and leaned inward, sitting cross-legged against the wall.

---The Lin family a few minutes ago.

"Ah, finally..." Lin Zicheng was able to lift his head from the book, and ruthlessly put the cap back on the body of the pen.

He reached out and knocked on the fish tank: "Can I disturb you for a while?"

Of course the fish didn't answer him.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence?"

After finishing his notes and homework, the young man who was still on the table just now untied his phone screen and made a call to the top number three in the list.

"Hello..." The other party's voice was a little cold, and it was indeed me.

Lin Zicheng picked up the tomato bag from the table and brought it to the kitchen. "Old Bai!! It's me, me!"

"I know." Lin Zicheng's own phone ringtone is really unique.

"Lao Bai, Lao Bai, I've finished copying the notes! Thank you, I'll bring them back to you tomorrow!" Lin Zicheng put the phone on the shelf in the kitchen, let go of the chopping board, and rinsed the blade and chopping board with water.

"Well, what are you doing? It's a bit noisy." Baicha opened the lid of the jar, pulled out a long chopstick and poked it into the pineapple flesh.

Tomatoes on a chopping board with their leaves removed.

"Cook dinner, have you eaten? It's getting late!"

Gulu Gulu, the tomato soaked into the water, and the pineapple came out of the jar.

"Crack." Baicha took a bite of the pineapple.The pulp itself is a bit sweet and sour, but fortunately it is soaked in salt water.

"I haven't eaten, but I'm eating other food." Bai Cha felt that fruits that are not too sweet are always delicious, and he would probably feel much better after eating them. His tone gradually became as relaxed as when he met Lin Zicheng.

"Oh!" The boy in the kitchen cracked two eggs into the bowl: "What delicious food are you eating?"

"Look at WeChat."

The phone prompts that Lin Zicheng has received a picture---the background board should be the sky, and the phone can't capture the stars. The main character of the picture is a pineapple that has been bitten a few times.

"I ate the homes of Brother Squidward and SpongeBob SquarePants at four o'clock in the morning." Bai Cha's voice sounded in a good mood.

Lin Zicheng took out his chopsticks and began to break the eggs. He leaned closer to the phone: "It seems that you are one of the top three beach killers in Bikibo."

"...Childish ghost." Baicha heard the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl through the mobile phone.

"It's each other!"

"What kind of food do you want, it seems that there are many processes..."

"Salty thick egg roast! Do you want to eat it! Next time you come to my house, I'll make it for you!" Lin Zicheng turned on the stove.

The center of the pineapple was a bit hard to bite, so Baicha changed the side and continued to bite: "I'll think about your cooking skills. However, referring to the way you found me a lot of peaches before, I doubt your cooking skills."

"Don't worry, I'm still studying. Today is Little Chef Lin cooking for you."

The egg liquid is beaten, the rice is scooped out, and the pot is heated up.

Baicha heard the sound of cooking on the other end of the phone.

"Ah! The oil splashed on me! What kind of high frequency is this!"

Bai Cha laughed when he heard it clearly: "Is it because the water in the spatula is not hot? Hahaha, be careful!"

"Old Bai, I don't feel right!"

"what?"

"Forget it, I'm announcing my retirement from Lin Xiaochu's culinary art world, I'll just make egg fried rice!"

Because the chef was unqualified, the Thick Egg Roast was urgently changed to Egg Fried Rice. Bai Cha laughed even louder: "I should record this and set it as your ringtone!"

He heard the sound of the spatula, and imagined Lin Zicheng's panic.

"Oh! I'm in the culinary industry, and I have to get wet when I walk on the waterway occasionally! Shhh!"

"Hey, old white!" Lin Zicheng sprinkled some chicken essence into the rice: "You only eat pineapples?"

"No, my brother is coming back soon. He said he would just come and tell me to stay away from the kitchen."

"I should stay away from the kitchen, it's too good, but I don't want to stay away, no, next time you succeed, you will be my taster! How about it!" The meal is ready, Lin Zicheng puts them into bowls, and he can still eat fried rice with eggs of.

Bai Cha ate pineapple and listened to him. Lin Zicheng was messing with something, and he didn't know what kind of vegetable he was raving about.

Lin's dinner today: egg fried rice, a tomato, a glass of ice hockey orange juice.

The two of them didn't speak, Baicha listened to the sound of Lin Zicheng arranging the dishes and setting the table, tidying up the stove and the sound of slippers rubbing against the floor.Lin Zicheng heard some wind on the other end of the phone, heard the sound of the other party swallowing fruit, and breathing.

"Old White!"

"...I am here."

"Look at WeChat!"

There were only a few dialog boxes on Baicha's message board, and Lin Zicheng sent a picture.

"Look, I cook!"

From a certain day, the night of white tea was noisy, but he liked it better now: "Yes, you have worked hard."

"Trust my cooking skills! I can cook for you!"

"Row!"

"Acha!"

Lin Zicheng heard Bai Jin's voice, thinking that Lao Bai hadn't eaten yet: "Your brother is back?"

"Ah."

When Bai Jin returned home, he didn't see his younger brother, so he hurried upstairs, but there was no one on the balcony.

"Brother! Wait, I'm here." Bai Cha raised a hand and shook it, which scared Bai Jin.

His brother's hand was outside the balcony.He rushed to the edge of the balcony and saw his younger brother sitting on the edge: "Hurry up and come back! I'm scared to death, you pull me first!"

Bai Cha held up his mobile phone and was still on the phone: "What? Where are you, Lao Bai?"

Bai Jin stretched out his hand and received a jar.His younger brother rolled over by himself on the balcony and came back.

"Old Bai?" Lin Zicheng heard the wind blowing harder.

The other party just replied: "Hang up, see you tomorrow, good night."

"Dudududu..."

"See you tomorrow..." Lin Zicheng didn't complete a sentence, and leaned on the back of the chair with a wry smile, really hanging up as soon as he said it.

There are two more characters in his observation diary.

"unknown."

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Classmate Lin’s note name: Ah, Laobai, the first two positions are mom and dad

Someone in Yantao probably has other plans, guess who it is?