Tired Bird Knows Return

The old lady didn't turn her head when she heard the question, "Go to Qianshan to look for August's letter. I've been familiar with it in the past two days since last year."

"what?"

Chen Yanqing followed the old lady slowly, and heard her say——

"Eat, wild fruit, do you understand?"

"Oh," Chen Yanqing stuffed the remaining steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, and strode over to Fucheng, "My classmate doesn't know where he lives, so I'd better go together."

The old lady gave him a sideways look and didn't say a word of refusal, but Fucheng couldn't hold back, and raised her arm to put it on his shoulder, "Alright, there's a fully automatic crutch."

Chen Yanqing bent his legs to avoid the weight brought by him, and stood beside him again when Doudou suddenly appeared.

"Douzi, go ahead and play!"

His grandma quickly greeted the dog, and then Doudou ran to the front. Fucheng watched the direction the dog ran away, and asked, "Grandma, do you know that Chen Yanqing is afraid of dogs?"

"He's not afraid of dogs," the old lady said very calmly, "he's only afraid of my dog."

"That's right, after all, he fed ham sausage to that rhubarb downstairs," Fu Cheng turned his head and blinked at Chen Yanqing after speaking, "Chen Yanqing, right?"

"What is it?" Chen Yanqing raised his arms again, and placed the gauze wrapped around his hands in front of the two of them, "Which dog in this world can do such a thing?"

Doudou probably sensed that someone was speaking ill of him behind his back, so he ran back from a distance, getting closer and closer, Chen Yanqing shut his mouth, looked at it, and when he was about to hide, Fucheng strode forward After walking a few steps and meeting Doudou, he ran forward with it.

A man and a dog were making a fuss in the front, Chen Yanqing and the old lady were walking one after the other, the two of them seemed to be wearing a fully enclosed glass cover, and the distance between them was getting farther and farther apart, for fear of breaking each other.

Of course, Chen Yanqing didn't think much about it. He always had nothing to talk to the old lady, but now he was just recalling what the fruit his grandma said when he went out. I can't bear the appearance of that fruit.

To go to Qianshan, you have to pass through a large area of ​​farmland. On the rice paddies at the end of the field, Doudou ran at the forefront, and Chen Yanqing followed at the end. At the foot of the mountain, Fucheng turned back and let the old lady lead the way.

The road up the mountain was made by people from the village, and Chen Yanqing was already tired halfway through. Even though the leaves were rotten to mud and they were trampled quite firmly, Chen Yanqing still felt unsteady walking.

"You look weak."

Fucheng's voice came from the front, and Chen Yanqing panted and looked up, "I'm not as excited as you, have you never climbed a mountain?"

"Those mountains in Hong Kong have been repaired, and the climbs are actually steps, which is boring."

Chen Yanqing planned to take a break, and stopped while holding onto the tree trunk next to him, "How is Hong Kong?"

Fu Cheng walked towards him, leaned on the tree with his forearm, looked down at him and asked, "Which aspect do you want to ask?"

"Eat, live, play, what else can I have."

"It's all pretty good."

"It's fine, you're back?" Chen Yanqing answered quickly, it sounded like the foreshadowing was just waiting for his words.

Fucheng's smile spread again, and he explained, "I was abandoned, and I have nowhere to go if I don't come back."

"Abandoned?" Chen Yanqing said, "You use this word too seriously, don't you?"

"My mother is married, and now she is pregnant like Liang Yue, and her current husband does not allow me to enter the house," Fu Cheng told him plainly, "Didn't Yuan Ye say that he would go to Hong Kong for the summer vacation?"

Chen Yanqing nodded.

"If I hadn't come back, then the me he saw when he went to Hong Kong was just a casual worker at the dock," he said, lowering his body a little, "In a few years, I will become a young and Dangerous boy, fighting and killing , take charge of the situation."

In the first half of the sentence, Chen Yanqing still felt a little pitiful, but after listening to the latter part, his tiredness dissipated immediately, and he withdrew his hand and wiped his arm and walked forward, "You have watched too many movies."

When Chen Yanqing saw the figure of the old lady, she was picking something like a giant cashew nut from a branch. Chen Yanqing stopped and didn't speak when he approached, but the old lady glanced at him, and then took the freshly picked fruit from the branch. Take it out from the basket, break it apart to reveal the soft white flesh inside, and hand it to Chen Yanqing, "Taste it?"

"This, can I eat it?" Chen Yanqing's hand was close to the orchid finger, and after taking it, he looked at it from side to side, and didn't dare to feed it into his mouth for a long time.

"How do you know it's not delicious if you don't eat it?" Fu Cheng followed up, broke the fruit in his hand into two halves, handed back half to him, and took a bite first. Chen Yanqing looked eagerly, "Is it delicious?"

"Sweet," Fu Cheng said, "I'm not lying to you."

Chen Yanqing swallowed her saliva, then took a bite carefully, it was indeed sweet, the taste was very soft, and it was so soft that it wrapped around her teeth.

"Eat it up." The old lady ordered at this time, and it happened that Chen Yanqing also had the same intention, so while eating, she pointed to the bushy branches, "Pick them all, there are so many!"

Fucheng had already finished eating, after hearing what he said, he stretched out his hand to help the old lady aside, "Come on, let me rest for a while."

So Chen Yanqing was eating, Fucheng was picking them, and the old lady was picking them up with a basket, and Doudou disappeared again. Chen Yanqing thought this trip was quite pleasant, especially on the way back, the old lady picked a lot of raspberries. Putting the towel around in the basket, the bright red looks very appetizing.

It was noon when I returned home, and the old lady was not in a hurry to cook. She moved a chair and sat by the sink in the corner of the yard. She washed the picked fruits first, then took a knife and cut them into slices, and placed them on the table one by one. Bamboo sieve.

"What is she doing?"

After Chen Yanqing came back, she changed her clothes, and then sat on the balcony on the second floor, eating the clams washed by the old lady, while watching the movements of the old lady downstairs, almost no different from her usual way of watching TV.

Fu Cheng was sitting next to him, and said after a pause, "I don't know, but you can make an assumption."

"What assumption?"

"For example, what does the process she did look like in the end? Is there any process that is the same as this?"

"Wash, cut, and dry." Chen Yanqing thought carefully before saying, "Dried fruit? Like persimmon cake?"

"Well, that makes sense."

Chen Yanqing snorted, "You don't know everything, but Duan Xiaoming definitely knows, he is an encyclopedia!"

Fucheng didn't reply, leaning his back against the wall, closing his eyes to avoid the sun.

After dinner in the evening, Chen Yanqing took away his grandma's mobile phone on the counter, took advantage of the time when Fucheng and Doudou were walking around, hid in the room and called Duan Xiaoming.

After Duan's mother gave Duan Xiaoming the phone, he heard Duan Xiaoming cough lightly, and said, "Don't catch another cold in summer!"

"No, I'm choking," Duan Xiaoming's warm voice made Chen Yanqing let out a long breath, and then turned over and lay flat on the bed, "How is your health? Did you have any problems after you were discharged from the hospital last time?"

"No, I stayed in the hospital for observation last time, and nothing happened until now, so don't worry."

"That's good. I was sent to the countryside by my mother just after I finished the exam," Chen Yanqing said unhappy, "So I couldn't see you, but I know that Fucheng went to accompany you, so there is no need I'm going..."

"You are you, he is him, it doesn't matter whether you look at me or not, even before the long vacation, I still want to see you very much."

Chen Yanqing's heart warmed up, and she said excitedly, "I'm going back to the city in the middle of the month, can I go to you first when I go back?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Duan Xiaoming is always so gentle, Chen Yanqing thought, it was Fucheng who made a move, then remembered the dispute last night, opened his mouth into the phone microphone, and said for a while, "Duan Xiaoming, I have something to do. To tell you the truth."

"what's up?"

"That's right, it's Fucheng," Chen Yanqing said in a stuttering tongue suddenly, "My mother, you know, she's always meddling, she, she,"

"What's the matter, speak slowly, don't worry, I'm listening."

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door at the right time, Chen Yanqing raised his chin and looked towards the door backwards, "Come in!"

The old lady came in with a glass of milk and put it on his table, "Your mother asked me to give you warm milk, drink it quickly, I will take the glass down."

Chen Yanqing carp sat up stiffly. He stuffed the mobile phone under the quilt when the old lady opened the door. He took a few gulps from the cup and handed it back to the old lady, "Grandma, you won't come up again, right?" ?”

The old lady twitched her mouth, "You think I'm willing to come up?"

"..."

"The town doesn't eat much at night, I'll make supper later, and I'll come down if I want to eat."

After finishing speaking, she took back the cup and left, the door was closed with a bang, Chen Yanqing sat on the bed dumbly, a moment later, in convulsion, she opened the quilt to look for the phone, found it and put it back to her ear, "Hello, Duan Xiaoming?"

The other end rustled for a while before Duan Xiaoming's voice came over, "I'm here."

"Sorry, my grandma just came, and I didn't tell her when I took her mobile phone."

"It's okay, what did you want to tell me just now?"

"I...I want to say," Chen Yanqing's tongue is not tied now, but he has taken dumb medicine, no matter how hard he tried, he just didn't say a word, Duan Xiaoming waited for a long time, and then Ask him, "Fucheng also went back to your hometown with you?"

"Yeah." Chen Yanqing finished answering, holding her breath, "It's really my mother who is troublesome, and she brought him back because she said he was pitiful alone!"

Duan Xiaoming laughed very clearly, "Then you two children should take care of each other, don't make grandma work too hard."

So Fucheng really doesn't know how many lifetimes of blessings he has cultivated, otherwise Duan Xiaoming shouldn't like him when thunder strikes. Chen Yanqing was so moved that he almost cried while holding the phone.

"Hey, let me tell you, my grandma took us up the mountain to pick wild fruits today..." After being touched, the topic came up, Chen Yanqing decided to have a good conversation on the phone, and then lay back on the bed.

When Fucheng came back, what he saw was his face full of happiness. He didn't bother him, sat in the wicker chair, picked up Chen Yanqing's childhood storybook and read it, and when he heard Chen Yanqing say, "Then you should go to bed early too." After that, he cleared his throat slightly, "Can you give me a towel?"

"towel?"

"Towels for the bath."

"Did you not use a towel in the shower yesterday?"

"I used yours."

Chen Yanqing's hair exploded again, "Don't say hello to me with mine?"

"Didn't you acquiesce?" Fucheng raised his head from the book, "You washed behind me, didn't you notice that the towel was wet?"

"I thought my grandma had ironed my towel!" Chen Yanqing got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom.

Old ladies usually put spare towels in the cabinet next to the sink. Chen Yanqing found one and hung it on the crossbar. When he turned around, Fucheng blocked the door with his arms folded. Chen Yanqing paused, "After you use that Just keep using it, this new one is mine, don’t use it wrong again.”

"Can I understand that you despise me?"

"Yes." Chen Yanqing walked in front of him, "Make way."

Fucheng not only didn't move, but also supported the door frame, stared at him and asked, "Will you let him sleep in his arms that night?"

Chen Yanqing's eyes drifted away for a moment, and then he said, "It's because you said you accepted the bed, uh, why don't you go back to your room to sleep today, so that I don't have to embarrass you by rejecting you."

"Not firm enough." Fu Cheng said.

"Where is it not firm enough?"

"You are not firm in every word." As soon as Fucheng finished speaking, Chen Yanqing felt an arm around his waist, and his body was immediately stretched, and he was pressed straight to Fucheng's chest. Before he could speak, The mouth was blocked again. At that time, Chen Yanqing felt that he was out of breath, and stood stiffly in place, and did not move for more than ten seconds after Fucheng left.

"You, are you crazy?!"

"No," Fucheng said with a smile, "I wanted to taste it on the mountain in the morning. Is it August's softness or your mouth."