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At noon in August, the scorching sun was like fire.

A young man walked slowly along the country road, and when he came to a low, crooked-neck tree, the young man raised his fingers and gently pushed aside the branches that half-blocked the road, and the dark green leaves gently swept over the thick short black hair , causing the white and elegant eyebrows to slightly frown, and he raised his foot to flick the fallen leaves that accidentally fell on the white shoes.

At the entrance of Wujia Village, a family is building a new house. There is a large pile of sand and soil at the door, and several children aged five or six are playing on it.

You take a shovel, I take a small bucket, and each of them digs the sand and piles the sand very busy.

Playing and playing, I don't know why I suddenly became noisy.

The little boy wearing a white vest that was almost gray stood on the top of the high sand, sniffed, and shouted at a friend below: "Ruru! Do you love me?"

It was not clear which little girl Ruru was, and the boys of the companions booed loudly: "I don't love you!"

The little boy was emotionally frustrated, completely disappointed in this gloomy and hopeless life, and angrily said: "If you don't love me, I will jump off!!"

After speaking, he jumped up, but he was too short and had short legs, so he didn't die, and rolled down from the sand pile amidst the laughter of his companions.

Rolling all the way, rolling all the way, rolling past a pair of white sneakers, rolling past... eh, white shoes?

The little boy rolled another two meters, finally stopped the castration, lay on the ground sprawled and looked up at the pair of shoes.

The owner of the shoes obviously loves cleaning, the upper and the upper of the shoe are very clean, and the dark green laces sway with the movement of the owner, like dancing.Looking up along the pair of white shoes is a pair of white ankles, and then up...black sports trousers, continue...white short sleeves, continue to go up...a ​​clean and elegant, with straight eyebrows Pretty profile.

The little boy lay on the ground and looked up at the other party in a daze. He looked at the other party and gave him a faint glance. He passed him again without stopping, and then walked away slowly.

First, he was emotionally frustrated, jumped down and hurt his butt, and then he was so ignored by his good-looking big brother, the little boy finally couldn't help crying with a "wow" of grievance.

Wu Li walked lightly, letting the children behind him cry like dogs, and walked into the village with a calm face. The weather was so hot, he pinched his fingers, and gently fanned the neckline of his short sleeves. The delicate collarbone is looming.

While it was fanning, two children, one big and one small, two girls ran out from the side alley noisily.

The older girl chased her younger sister, panting: "Give me the silk scarf! Mom bought it for me!"

The little girl running ahead took a colorful silk scarf in her hand and wrapped it around her neck as she ran, smiling happily, imagining that she was a butterfly about to fly: "I don't give it to anyone who grabs it." who!"

Seeing that her sister was about to catch up with her, the little girl ran to Wu Li's side at a high speed, hiding behind him and her sister.

"I can't catch up, I can't catch up, hee hee."

Wu Li was forced to act as an obstacle.

He moved forward, and the two little girls followed him; when he stepped back, the two little girls followed him.Wu Li stopped, looked down at the two children and frowned, and after a while, he raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings.

Ten meters away from him, there was a walnut tree, which the owner planted in front of the door for his own consumption. The tree was full of large and small green fruits.Wu Li bent down and gently placed the food bag in his hand on the ground.

My sister couldn't catch up with anyone, and she couldn't reach out to push Wu Li away, so her eyes were red with anger.She was chasing to get angry when someone grabbed her wrist suddenly. The person who grabbed her was very strong and couldn't break free. My sister paused and raised her eyes to look at him.

Wu Li grabbed her wrist with a cold expression, stretched out his hand and probed again, and the younger sister's wrist, who was laughing like a pigeon, was also grabbed by him.

The two sisters were restrained together, and they looked at each other in confusion. The younger sister thought she was going to be beaten, and she almost burst into tears. The older sister was still strong, so she raised her head and called out in doubt, "Brother Wu Li?"

One in each hand, Wu Li silently dragged the little girl's arm and carried her all the way to the walnut tree, letting the two face each other hugging the tree and lying on their stomachs, and then gestured to them to continue.

The younger sister hugged the tree with one hand, instigating her chubby chubby hand to look at her elder sister: "?"

My sister understood what Wu Li meant, but she didn't dare to move, she just hugged the tree with both hands, raised her head and looked at Wu Li timidly, "..."

One of the two little girls hugged the walnut tree in a daze, and the other hugged her arm in a daze. They were dazed and didn't move. It was their business to move. Wu Li didn't need to be an obstacle. He turned around and picked up the food bag from the ground. Continue to walk without haste.

Passing through two alleys, Wu Li was able to return home smoothly without any children rushing over.

Every family in the countryside has a single courtyard, with a golden blessing on the big red door, and two windows on the left and right of the facade pasted with white tiles. His father Wu Tianxiong was cleaning the car with a rag under the left window sill. When he saw him coming back, he asked, "Here you How much is it?"

Wu Li weighed the bag in his hand: "It's three catties and six taels in total, and I gave you five yuan." His voice was as clear as ice.

"That's not expensive." Wu Tianxiong opened the bag, looked at the dark red nectarines inside, and said with a smile, "Sixth Aunt's peaches are pretty good this year, but I don't know how they taste."

Wu Li has already tasted it: "It's not too sweet, not as good as peaches."

Wu Tianxiong smiled: "I knew I should have gone earlier, the peaches are all sold out, let's put them in the house, let's pick up your Aunt Yang, she hasn't come yet, and no one answered the phone, go and see if there is any What's up."

"Yeah." Wu Li nodded, carrying the nectarine into the house.

"You little bastard, don't come to my house in the future!"

On the neatly paved Yangjiacun country road, a woman in her early 30s stood beside the recently repainted red door of her house and cursed with her waist stuck in her waist. peony.

But only if she behaves beautifully and with dignity.

"If you don't let me come, I won't come? This is my grandma's house, so I'll come anyway! I'm so mad at you~!"

The one who answered her was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with a thin body unique to young people, tall, with a head of hedgehog hair, an unruly smile on his face, and a sunny appearance. He was walking slowly towards the bicycle with one hand in his pocket. Putting the luggage on, he couldn't stop talking to the woman opposite.

He seemed to be enjoying it very much, and from time to time he deliberately dragged out a long sound, with twists and turns, tactful and long, which made people want to beat him up.

The woman in red really wanted to beat him up, but the boy was taller than her, and his situation was superior to others, so he could only let this brat contradict her repeatedly.

"It's really uneducated." The woman in red muttered angrily, and then continued to yell, "You can slap me in front of me! Wait until..."

"Xiaoqin."

Xue Qin's cursing momentum suddenly shrank, and when she looked back at the person, she curled her lips and closed her mouth.

The visitor was about 30 years old, with thick long hair tied high behind his head, black cool high heels on his feet, and a neat purple dress on his body. He was capable and neat.

"Sister." The brat's foreign aid arrived, and Xue Qin withdrew it as soon as she saw it. The previous aggressive aura had subsided a lot, but she still gave a cold snort unconvinced.

Yang Juan naturally saw her hostility and indifference, so she didn't say much, and put a large bag of luggage on the electric motorcycle in one hand. Yang Ze, who was blushing and thick-necked after arguing with others before, saw his mother coming out , ran over in a hurry, helped put the things away and asked with a smile, "Mom, are you done packing?"

"It's over, that's about it, the rest are at home, so I won't bring them."

"Oh."

There are a lot of things in the bag, including food, utensils and clothes. Yang Juan put the easily crushed vegetables on Yang Ze’s bicycle, and found a place to put the bundled eggs, and piled up the rest on the foot of her bicycle. Stepped into the gap, wiped off the sweat from his brow, and said to his son, "Go in and say hello to your grandma, we're leaving now."

At noon in August in midsummer, the weather was clear and there was no wind, and the paulownia trees on the roadside were half-curled up in the sun, looking listless.

"Okay, then wait for me." Yang Ze helped her tie up her things, fanned the collar of the sports vest, and then strode into the house. When passing by Xue Qin, he stopped and turned to her Grinning his teeth and grimacing, he entered the room.

Xue Qin was once again confused by his arrogant posture.

Yang Juan stood under the shade of the tree and watched the two people's confrontation. After Yang Ze ran into the house, she slowly came to Xue Qin and stood still, looking at the unhappy expression on that young and beautiful face. , He pondered and said: "You are Xiaojun's wife and my own sister-in-law, so I let you."

Xue Qin turned to look at her.

"I'm not doing it for you, I just don't want to make it difficult for Mom or Xiaojun, I hope you understand." Yang Juan looked at her and smiled, the smile was faint and far away, like a white cloud in the sky, Misty and floating, "I took Yang Ze away today, which is considered to have fulfilled your wish. I won't be able to come here often in the future. You remember to take good care of your mother. She is not in good health. Be sensible and don't make her angry all the time."

Xue Qin's eyes twitched at the tone of her daughter's training, and she grinned habitually and wanted to go back. Before she said the words, she thought that this was Yang Juan and not Yang Ze, so she swallowed back the sarcasm and snorted coldly. He flicked his sleeves and went back to the house.

After finishing the lesson in a few words, Yang Juan lowered her eyes and walked back to the shade of the trees. The houses in front of her were fascinated by the old courtyard that she had lived in for more than 20 years.

She got married half a month ago, got a marriage certificate with her husband, and simply served a few tables of wine. Today, she packed up her things and came to pick up Yang Ze to move in.

Yang Juan originally didn't want to remarry.

Three years ago, Yang Juan divorced her ex and brought Yang Ze back to her natal home for three years. In the past three years, Yang Ze and Xue Qin seemed to be at odds with each other. Time to take care of his son, Yang Jun is away on a long-distance trip, and it is considered good to come back once in ten days and a half months.So the burden of persuading the fight to be a peacemaker fell on her mother. The old lady was already in poor health, and she was always depressed because of her precious daughter's divorce. Han Juan rushed to the hospital and looked at the old man's sickness, feeling guilty and guilty. The next day, she rented a house near her unit and moved out of her mother's house with Yang Ze.

Originally thought it would be good to move out, but Yang Ze got mixed up with the gangsters in the surrounding streets, and started skipping class, smoking and fighting. Only when the teacher called did she know that her son hadn't gone to class for two days.Tired and busy with making a living, Yang Juan, who neglected her son, was forced to go to her ex-husband again to ask for child support, but she still got rejected.Yang Juan had no choice but to move back to her mother's house with her son again. Xue Qin and Yang Ze were quarreling, at least they could help take care of her so that Yang Ze wouldn't run amuck like a wild horse that had run loose.

But Yang Juan, who didn't plan to remarry, thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go on a blind date.

Xue Qin doesn't like her married daughter living in her natal home for such a long time. On the surface, she argues with Yang Ze, but in her heart she wants to let them move out. Yang Juan is not stupid, she has a clear heart; her ex-husband cheated on her during marriage The divorce between the two changed Yang Ze's temperament, which was originally well-behaved and obedient. He was stubborn and depressed.

Yang Ze quickly came out of the house, holding a popsicle in his hand while pushing the bicycle: "Okay, Mom."

"Yeah." Yang Juan withdrew her thoughts and glanced at him. She slowed down and walked alongside her son on the electric motorcycle. Yang Ze was a superb rider, eating a popsicle while still pedaling the bicycle very fast with one hand.

The road they took was a village road as well as a country road. It was an asphalt road and a two-lane road. It was not too wide, but there were many cars passing by. Yang Juan was a little behind, allowing Yang Ze to walk in front of her. Then they stepped on the car and walked along the side of the road, letting the cars speeding behind them overtake them, and finally disappeared at the end of the road.

After going up a long slope, the fence at the intersection ahead was lowered, and a train was coming, and the two were blocked at the end of the road. After Yang Ze gnawed the popsicle on one foot, he threw the stick into the In the nearby cornfield.

The locomotive roared past, and behind it was a black truck that could not be seen at a glance. Yang Juan looked at the slightly undulating railroad track, and suddenly called out.

"Yang Ze."

"Huh?" Yang Ze took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his hands, and answered casually.

Yang Juan turned her head to look at her son. The boy's stature has grown rapidly in the past two years, his long legs are lazily supporting his bicycle, and a little dust has gotten on his black sports shorts. Yang Juan subconsciously stretches out her arms to help him pat him. The dust was quickly slapped away, but she was still slapping. Yang Ze's legs hurt from being slapped by her. Listen, stop torturing my legs."

Yang Juan: "..."

She regained her senses and withdrew her hand, hesitated for a moment and smiled: "Actually, it's not a big deal, Mom just wanted to ask you, what do you think of your Uncle Wu...?"

"Very good." Yang Ze answered crisply without any hesitation.

"...What a good way?"

Yang Ze turned his head to look at his mother.There was no unnecessary expression on Yang Juan's face, she just stared at him with an expressionless face.

Yang Ze squinted his eyes and stared at the subtleties of his mother's eyes for a while, then retracted his eyes and smiled casually: "It's really good, really. Didn't I tell you both when you received the certificate, I think Uncle Wu is pretty good Yes, than me...then who is more reliable."

He is hardworking and motivated, patient and gentle, indeed much better than his cheap dad.

It's his son...Yang Ze saw someone's face in his mind, and then curled his lips.

It's just that the son is a bit stinky.