Spring is coming

I am too tired to ride the train, it keeps making "bang bang bang bang" noises, I can't sleep well, I'm lethargic, I say that I'm just making fun of her when I do my homework, how do I write when I'm dizzy on the train, don't take my eyes off it.

Chun Xin knew it himself, and said: "I might become a great painter in the future. If you ask me to do my homework, you are killing me, you are murdering me!"

Dude, murder is out.

What can Xueli do, she is very guilty, murder, she was not wronged, she just did something wrong.

Before Chunxin burned paper for Deng Yi by the river, and scolded the boy at the back table, she didn't say a word, and blushed so much, no one knew it, but he knew in his heart that he was the one who scolded her, and almost poked her in the head and scolded.

She was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Lying in the lower bunk in the snow, covered with a quilt, watching Chun Xin and a middle-aged couple fighting the landlord on the upper bunk, their faces covered with notes, they began to think wildly. Crushed?

I really grew up, my brain was active, and some dirty things started to appear.

Get up in the snow, put on your shoes, open the door of the box and go out. No matter how late the night is on the train, there are people who are awake, or gather in twos and twos to chat in a low voice, or look out the window alone to enjoy the quiet.

Xueli walked to the end of the carriage, leaned against the partition of the smoking room, did not wear glasses, the back of her right finger was used to pushing the bridge of her nose, and exhaled lightly, exhaling the filth in an adult's mind.

The wind slipped in through the gap, and the biting winter brought the unspeakably old and unique smell of the train on his face. Xueli looked sideways, saw his young face reflected in the window, and couldn't help reaching out to caress it.

That bit of hypocrisy has not yet been formed, the girl's crisp and tender voice is like a paddle in the middle of the lake, with circles and ripples, and the aftertaste is endless.

"What are you so cute about here?"

Xueli stood in front of the windowpane, without looking sideways, raised her hand to hook the shoulder of the person next to her, and pressed her palm on her little furry head.

"How did you come."

Chun Xin dodged dishonestly, watching the two figures in the mirror move accordingly, "I lost so much that there was no place to put a note on my face."

They pressed their faces against the glass and looked out the window. The sky was dark blue, the hills undulated and flowed like waves, occasionally the shadows of trees flew past, and the wind from nowhere blew the thin bangs into chaos.

"It's so flat here, there aren't any high mountains, it's amazing." Just the change of the terrain made her feel novel, Xueli put his chin on her head, just now Chun Xinxue touched his face against the glass window, imitating the expression quite It was in place, and I thought of a line by myself.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Beautiful, beautiful, you are the most beautiful."

Xueli wanted to touch her face, but her hands felt dirty, so she lightly poked her face with her knuckles, and saw a small dimple in the flesh, the soft, warm and real touch made people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

After staying on the train for two days, Chun Xin lost weight, his face became less rosy, and his lips were pale. He didn't brush his teeth and wash his face properly, and his hands were sticky and uncomfortable.

She hates sticky hands the most. After washing her hands, Xueli has to wipe her hands twice with a wet tissue before she feels comfortable. After wiping, she habitually puts her palms together and smells it, "It smells delicious."

The train drove from the south, which was still green in winter, to the north, and when it turned around once, the scenery outside the window changed again and again. When it arrived at the station, Chun Xin's face was still pressed against the window, reluctant to move.

It was icy and snowy outside, and the mist on the glass window was covered with finger graffiti, Xueli packed her schoolbag and handed it to her, "Let's go, you can see when you get off the car."

I haven't been back for a long time, and I heard a familiar local accent in the corridor of the carriage, and Xueli's accent has also changed.

The PHS kept ringing in his pocket, and when Xueli picked it up, Chunxin leaned over with a clever face and listened.

Grandpa and grandma came to pick them up at the train station and asked if they arrived.

Xueli came back and got out of the car immediately. Chunxin had already packed his schoolbag and came over to hold hands consciously.

I haven't been back for many years, and I seldom make phone calls. Xueli used to think that her blood relationship was weak. Only when she met Chun Xin did she know what is really thin, as transparent as water.

But on the contrary, Chun Xin is warm and affectionate, and it seems that she is a bit of a wolf-hearted person who is in the blessing and does not know the blessing.

The inferiority in people's bones, the less you care about what you have, the less you will regret it when you lose it.

Grandpa and grandma passed away when she was 25 years old. At that time, she was already a useless person, living like a walking corpse. It was also in winter when she went back with her mother. There is also a pair of bare butt Haier brothers posted on the TV cabinet when they were young.

The same old house with incomplete facilities, the same cold winter, the pain of the death of relatives and lovers is like a curse that corrodes the heart every day.

In the blink of an eye, the two black-and-white photos on the tombstone came to life. They stood in front of them with a smile on their faces. Without giving anyone time to react, they snatched the suitcase and schoolbag, and slapped their backs and shoulders vigorously with their palms.

"Oh, Dongdong has grown so big and so tall."

"You're so handsome, the two girls are more handsome than the other."

In the taxi, grandma and two girls squeezed in the back seat. After watching Xueli, she went to Chunxin again, and asked her whose hair was permed, she was quite fashionable, and praised her as beautiful as a doll, with eyes like black grapes. Yes, her eyebrows are curved like crescent moons, and all kinds of adjectives are piled on her.

At first, Chun Xin was reserved, and shyly huddled beside Xueli. Within five minutes, he got along with grandma. He liked to imitate other people's language, and found it pleasant and amusing.

There were people talking and laughing in the taxi, and before getting off at the place, Xueli leaned close to her ear and said, "Don't be afraid, my grandma is your grandma, she's fine, isn't she?"

The car door opened, and the cold wind from outside came in, her warm breath was on the base of her ears and neck, Chun Xin slapped her eyelashes, and nodded lightly, it should be.

Looking at her from this angle, the little snow-white one is really obedient, Xueli pursed her lips, and led her out of the car, after all, restraining her animal nature.

It was still the old house I lived in when I was a child. The beds were made and the dumplings were wrapped. My grandma wouldn't let them work, and she even found cartoons for them to watch.

"Just sit obediently and wait to eat."

The house was very warm, Xueli took her back to the room to change clothes, and Chun Xin was sweating a few minutes after entering the room.

"It's amazing, it's so cold outside, my nose and ears are freezing off, and it's so hot inside."

Xueli covered her nose with her palm, and Chun Xin said, "It smells like soap, it's fragrant."

Xueli also smelled it herself, and she brought in some little tricks that she didn't have.

Suddenly changing into thin clothes, her body became much lighter. Chun Xin felt a little uncomfortable. Xueli put her down jacket on the hanger, and when she turned around, she saw Chun Xin holding her chest with her hands and playing with it.

"You didn't wear that?" Xueli asked her.

"No, I'm too lazy to wear it if it's thick outside." She frowned unhappily, "It hurts so bad, when will it be better."

"It's growing up, and it doesn't hurt when it grows up."

It was inappropriate to leave it open like this, so Xueli went to the box to rummage through clothes, and found a thin sweater to cover her with.

"It's too hot, you're going to kill me from the heat."

Chunxin didn't want to, so Xueli scolded her in a low voice, "Who told you not to wear a vest." She tore off the collar of the sweater and slipped it over her head, "Hold out your hand and tell you not to wear a vest, you are already so grown up."

"So what, I'm not as old as you, and I'm not as old as you anywhere."

She was always a little unreasonable, which made people laugh. Xueli put her clothes on and rubbed her face, "Enough."

It was minus ten degrees outside, and the house was as warm as summer. In the evening, I ate dumplings with my grandparents. It was the first time Chunxin ate authentic northern dumplings. They were so big that she ate more than 20 without stopping.

"It's going to break!" Xueli told her not to eat.

"Oh, you let others eat!" Grandma added five more to her bowl, "Why are you so stupid, you don't let my sister eat anymore?"

Grandpa laughed, "Like a little piggy, it's good. Dongdong, see how much my sister can eat, how good it is."

Grandpa and grandma Xueli got to know this younger sister on the phone, and felt sorry for her, and also felt that it was good for the two girls to accompany each other, and neither of them was lonely anymore.

Grandpa said that their family composition is 'complicated', and it is best to have two girls of the same age, so that even if Jiang Mengyan and Zhao Cheng have children in the future, the two sisters will not be afraid.

Grandpa winked and came up with an idea, "If Mom and Dad are biased, you two will work together to bully the little one."

Xueli laughed when she heard that, and grandma agreed, "That's right, if it's a boy, you should beat him when he is young, so that he will be honest when he grows up and be afraid of you."

Later, Xueli told her grandparents in private that Zhao Cheng would not be born.

This is what Jiang Mengyan told her. Xueli had asked them a long time ago if they would have a baby. Jiang Mengyan said with a half-smile that Zhao Cheng would not be able to give birth. The tube was broken or blocked, and it would take a lot of money to fix it, otherwise he would Can the ex-wife divorce him?

Jiang Mengyan said that she was not stupid, she had already figured everything out, and told her to rest assured.

Jiang Mengyan asked Xueli if she was afraid, Xueli shook her head, what was she afraid of, she had Chun Xin, Chun Xin also had her, adults could do whatever they liked, and the question was just to tell their mother, so that they don't have to have a psychological burden, I feel that children will be unhappy if they make trouble, it does not exist.

Chun Xin didn't have time to talk at the moment, he ate more than 20 dumplings, most of them were full.

But it's one thing to be full, and another to be hungry. She chewed slowly with her mouth wrapped, her cheeks rubbed and she couldn't understand what the adults said, and her eyes were fixed on the TV.

Grandma stroked her head affectionately, and then pinched her small shoulders, "Sister is really rare, this guy has a nose with a nose, and eyes with eyes."

Xueli went to pour some vinegar and came back, sitting next to her and suddenly said, "It's not my sister."

"Why aren't you a younger sister?" Grandma reasoned with her, "Although you two are not the same biological parents, you are closer than that biological parent. You have lived together for so many years, why are you not a younger sister?"

Xueli stopped talking, too lazy to distinguish, and thought that she was not a younger sister anyway.

After eating, he helped clean up and wash the dishes, and talked with his grandparents for a while, before returning to the room, Chun Xin stood by the bed and waved, "Come here."

"What's wrong."

Xueli walked over, Chunxin poked back with his thumb, "You touch my back."

"What's the matter." Xueli reached in from under the clothes and was taken aback, "Oh, why are you all wet?"

"Why is it all wet, you put on so many clothes for me, you're going to kill me from the heat."

Xueli hurriedly helped her take off the sweater. The back and chest of the thin pajamas inside was completely soaked with sweat, and she didn't sweat on her face, so she didn't even notice it.

After changing his clothes, Chunxin himself was stunned. He picked up the clothes and smelled them, and pointed to the wet spots, "You, you, look, you are going to murder your husband."

"What?" Xueli wiped her back with a wet tissue, "Say it again?"

Chun Xin widened his eyes, "I said you murdered your husband!"

In front of the grown-ups, she is honest, doesn't say much, squints and smiles when praised by others, shows her true colors when she is in front of her, doesn't pretend to be obedient, and uses a new idiom indiscriminately when she learns it.

Xueli turned around and asked, "Who do you say is the husband?"

She reacted very quickly, like a mouse scurrying to hide under the quilt, Xue Li pounced on it and pressed her, reaching in to tickle her, she giggled and called for help, "Come here, murder your husband!"

"Keep down." Xueli reminded her.

Grandma told them not to fight outside, but Xueli raised her voice and said there was no fight, it was just a joke.

Chun Xin took the opportunity to hit her chest, and after he succeeded, he laughed, Xueli kicked the slippers and climbed up, sat on the quilt, reached in and pinched a piece of soft flesh on her waist, Chun Xin was like a cat whose neck was pinched, and dared not move.

The hair covered her face, Xueli stroked it away, her face was red with a smile, her hair was sticky with sweat sticking to her white and soft neck, Xueli gasped and asked her, "Who murdered, who is the husband."

Chunxin was small and weak, so he couldn't handle her. He put his palms together and begged for forgiveness, "Wuwu, you are my husband, you are my husband."

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This chapter is a 3.8 gift, today is also my birthday, hey, if you ask me to add updates, I will add updates, I am too honest!