God said I would meet you

They sat like this for a while with the wind blowing, and after a while, Lin Jinyu heard a commotion coming from another pile of people resting in the distance.

He turned his head and found that someone was carrying a box covered with a thick quilt, walking past the shade one by one, asking people if they wanted popsicles.

Lalong was also attracted by this movement, and the popsicle seller was still far away, so he became excited and hurriedly dragged his brother over to watch.

Zhang Xinli turned his head towards Xunsheng and asked Lin Jinyu, "Do you want to eat?"

"What to eat?"

Zhang Xinli said: "Ice lolly." He paused, and added: "Ordinary ice lolly."

Lin Jinyu: "..."

In the thick shade of trees in the distance.

"Come here, Guoguo (brothers), you can choose what you want to eat. It's so hot, eat a popsicle Dopa!"

The popsicle seller was a boy in his teens, his mouth was so sharp that it seemed to be loaded with springs, he kept talking non-stop, and his yelling voice was very loud, which can be called a suona in the world.

Seeing Lalong, Zhang Xinli and others surrounding him, he immediately lifted the cover of the quilt cover and tried to sell his popsicles to them.

Lin Jinyu also followed. He glanced inside, and found that there were mung bean ice and old popsicles in the box, which was slightly wider than his shoulders. There was not even the most common Yili pudding.

A strap was sewn on both sides of the heavy quilt cover, and the child carried this strap on his shoulders, holding boxes and selling his popsicles one by one.

Lalong tugged at his brother and kept shouting: "Brother, brother, brother, brother..." Those eyeballs almost fell into it.

Mu Se put his arms around his neck from behind and grabbed him back: "Why do you want to eat popsicles on a good day?"

Lalong looked at his brother pitifully: "Brother, I want to eat."

Mu Se patted his head: "You fart, I don't have any money with me."

Zhang Xinli said to Lin Jinyu, "What do you want to eat?"

"Eat..." Lin Jinyu asked, "How much?"

The child said: "One piece of old popsicle, one piece of mung bean and five."

Lin Jinyu said, "An old popsicle..." He looked at Zhang Xinli, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhang Xinli shook his head, signaling that he didn't want it, and took out a dollar from his pants pocket and handed it to the popsicle seller.

"Don't waste the pot! Come one, come one! It's so hot!" The child said loudly to them with a playful smile.

Lalong tugged his brother's hand left and right, twisting and begging Mu Se to buy him a popsicle.

But Mu Se probably didn't have a dime on him, so he could only shake his head helplessly at him and follow him.Unlike Zhang Xinli, when he was studying, he could go to work around schools in the city on weekends or holidays. All of his family's income came from the meager three-acre land and the money sent back by his father when he went south to work.

This money has to pay for the food of their family of five, to pay tuition fees for him and Lalong, and to see a doctor for their elderly grandparents.

Zhang Xinli took the old popsicle, tore off the wrapping paper and held it in his hand, then handed the peeled popsicle to Lin Jinyu.

Over there, Lalong still begged his brother relentlessly, saying that he wanted to eat one.After going back and forth, Mu Se also caught fire, grabbed him and said, "You won't listen to what you say, will you? You have never eaten popsicles in your whole life after being reincarnated from starvation?"

Lalong froze for a moment, he sucked his nose, then slowly let go of the wood color, and stopped talking.

Zhang Xinli still had a few dollars. Compared with Mu Se and the others, he was actually quite affluent. Apart from the occasional part-time job on weekends, he usually didn’t spend a lot of money, so he could save some money, although he didn’t have a few dollars. But a popsicle is still affordable.

He opened his mouth, and just about to say whether he should buy one or not, Lin Jinyu had already said before him: "It's okay," Lin Jinyu said, "Lalong, I'll buy it for you."

Mu Se hurriedly said: "No, no, no! Don't spend this money, he is just delicious, if you don't eat it, you won't die."

But Lalong became more energetic, secretly glanced at his brother, and then looked longingly at the popsicle.

Mu Se frowned and wanted to refuse, but La Long looked at him timidly, his eyes were so heavy that he couldn't open his mouth.

Blame the sun today, it is so hot.

Zhang Xinli said: "Forget it, it's okay, just buy one if you buy one, your brother calls him brother every day, so it's okay to buy him a popsicle, there's no need to make everyone unhappy because of this."

Mu Se stopped talking.

...Finally, Lin Jinyu bought five mung bean ices from the child and distributed one to each of his new friends, including Zhang Xinli this time.

The kid who sold popsicles made a big business, handed the popsicles in a hurry, collected the money with a smile, and said in a mouthful of very substandard Mandarin: "Thank you hot rolling (handsome guys), you, the next one, still want to eat it Find me popsicles, I often come here to sell." After saying that, Xizizi closed the lid and went to the next place to sell.

I have to admit that eating a popsicle on a hot day is really refreshing.

The old popsicle has no special taste, it is a bit like a slightly sweet sugar water that has been frozen.

After Lin Jinyu took the first bite, she felt that the pores all over her body were relaxed under the sweet coolness, and her hot body and even the irritability in her heart dropped a lot.

He is a bit slow in doing everything, and likes to eat popsicles slowly with his mouth in his mouth. By the time he finished eating a third of his old popsicle with relish, Zhang Xinli had already chewed the last bite of the cool mung bean ice. He casually threw the wrapping paper and the stick into the roadside bushes.

Lin Jinyu glared at him: "Don't litter everywhere." Said Mao Yao went over to pick it up.

"Oh," Zhang Xinli looked at him and said, "You eat really slowly."

Lin Jinyu said while sucking his popsicle: "I'm using the limited popsicle to fully enjoy it." He said: "You eat ginseng fruit as a pig, and you chew it in two or three bites. Do you know what it tastes like?" ?”

Zhang Xinli said, "I'm used to it."

He glanced at the sun above his head, leaned against the tree trunk, and said, "I'll sleep for a while, call me in 10 minutes."

Lin Jinyu freed one hand to take out the phone and glanced at it. After noting the time, she replied, "Success."

Zhang Xinli then leaned against the tree trunk, folded his hands, and closed his eyes.

The wind blowing over at this point was very hot. Lin Jinyu waited for a while while eating popsicles, guessing that Zhang Xinli should have fallen asleep, so she sneaked over to look at him.

The dark green canopy cast a light shadow on Zhang Xinli's face, his lips were tightly closed, and his black hair fluttered slightly in the wind.

Lin Jinyu felt that this guy looked much better when he fell asleep, and it was more pleasing to the eye than when he was awake.

Zhang Xinli's chest slowly rose and fell regularly with his breathing, and there was an obvious trace of sweat on his chest. When Lin Jinyu moved over, he stepped on a dead branch and grass. Although the movement was not too big, it was not too small, but He didn't wake up.

Lin Jinyu looked at his sweaty chest, recalling what Mu Se said earlier, he thought: This guy must be really tired.

After he finished sucking the popsicle, he stuffed the wrapping paper of Zhang Xinli's mung bean ice into his own wrapping paper, put them together in the back basket and packed them, and threw them to the garbage dump along the way when he was about to go back.

Then, he clapped his hands and stood up, took the sickle from the ground, put on Zhang Xinli's slippers, walked along the muddy ridge to the side of the paddy field, stepped on it carefully, and then walked back to the place where Zhang Xinli cut the rice stalks before taking a rest, He bent down and started to continue the work that Zhang Xinli had not finished.

The wet and soft mud rich in water immediately wrapped his feet. Lin Jinyu thought it would make people feel sticky and wet, but it didn't.

It was an indescribable feeling. The combination of wet mud and water did not give people the disgusting sticky feeling as imagined. On the contrary, because the specific heat capacity of water is greater than that of air, so Has an excellent cooling effect.

The icy cold feeling surrounded Lin Jinyu in an instant, and the refreshing feeling was like an electric current, rushing from the calf to the Tianling cover.Lin Jinyu gave a small "Ah~" in her heart, saying that I seem to understand why Xia Tian's pigs and cows are rolling in the wet mud.

Dripping in the mud, he walked along the rows of rice, imitating Zhang Xinli's movements, and began to harvest the rice in the field.

Lin Jinyu had watched Zhang Xinli do it for a while, but now he did it himself, and felt that the job was not as difficult as he imagined.

Of course he is tired. He has to walk through the unobstructed paddy fields under the scorching sun, mechanically repeating the movements of bending down, straightening up, bending down and straightening up again and again, and the grass blades and ears rub against each other from time to time Through his exposed skin, there are small bugs flying around or on the skin...

But the technical difficulty is really not that great. The weight of the sickle is not much different from that of Lin Jinyu's piano, and it doesn't take much effort to pick it up.

Others cut rice in handfuls, but he could only cut in small clumps and he had to be careful, walking three steps and stopping for a while, and cutting five handfuls to rest for fear of getting something wrong.

The fiery red sun hung overhead like a huge hanging furnace.It was the time when the sun was at its worst, and there was no one in the empty terraced fields except Lin Jinyu.

He just held the sickle and cut row by row. He worked very, very slowly, but also very, very seriously.

The clothes on Lin Jinyu's back were soon drenched with sweat. He supported his knees and stopped to breathe, and wiped the sweat from his eyes.

"Hey! Jinyu!"

He heard someone calling him in the distance.

Zhang Wenbin said loudly to him: "Take a break! It's too hot! You don't usually work at this point!"

Lin Jinyu replied loudly: "Okay!" But she didn't stop moving her hands.

He knew that he couldn't stop, he only had a sickle with him, and when Zhang Xinli woke up later, it would definitely not be his turn to do these tasks, he could only help a little at this time.