Dressed as school grass, white moonlight

Compared with the original world, Shao Ning's grandfather was 12 years younger this time, and because of the timely rescue, he was discharged from the hospital a week later, and he didn't look like he had passed through the gate of hell at all, and he was still alive and well as before. , even more than that.

Wen Yang and Shao Ning had hung their hearts for a week, and they finally fell back into their stomachs at this point.

The school has gone through two days of exams at the end of the term, but the grades have not yet come down, and the hearts of all the students in the school have already flown to the winter vacation.

Of course, this does not include the hard-working senior high school party members.

Mr. Sparrow stood on the podium holding a thermos cup, knocked on the podium with Chinese books, and repeated today's ninth nine 81 times, "I emphasize the last time, you are not on holiday yet! Come to class tomorrow at regular time, whoever is late will be on the rostrum Sing folk songs!"

"Understood——" Li Xingyu lay on the table, the end of the voice dragged on for a long time, and his whole body was weak, "We haven't got Alzheimer's yet, how many times have you said it today?"

"I'm afraid you guys will forget!" Sparrow teacher stared, "Tomorrow one or two will oversleep thinking they are on vacation!"

There was a lot of hecks in the class, and it was miserable.

Shao Ning tilted his head and talked to Wen Yang in a low voice, "During this period of time, the university should have recruited a lot, so you can choose and see."

Two days ago, their English competition results just came out, and Wen Yang and Shao Ning were naturally special prizes.

Teacher Sparrow took the time to call them to the office, and talked about the general plan, whether they wanted to take the self-enrollment or the college entrance examination.

Based on the strength of the two, it should not be a problem to go to Xinyi University through self-enrollment or college entrance examination. The key depends on their own choices.

Wen Yang and Shao Ning, one is Wen Tanhua who just passed the college entrance examination once, and the other is Boss Shao who has already started a company under the guise of a high school student. The next half a year will be vacated and liberated in advance.

"Okay," Wen Yang twirled a pen between his fingertips, and said in a very relaxed tone, "Do you have a school you fancy?"

"I don't care," Shao Ning smiled, "It's mainly for you to choose."

Wen Yang thought about it, and it was indeed the case. After entering university, Shao Ning would probably choose a relatively easy major at random, and devote his main energy to the company's management.

And he really had to choose carefully, after all, in the last world, he didn't even live long enough to fill out his volunteer application.

It's a pity for his Tanhua.

"It's not in a hurry," Shao Ning squeezed Wen Yang's fingers twice while no one was paying attention, "Think slowly, you can go to any school you want to study, anyway, Brother Shao is here."

Wen Yang bent his eyes and nodded vigorously.

……

Later, the two weeks before the Spring Festival actually passed quickly. The large team was busy catching up with the progress of the second round of review. Wen Yang, Shao Ning and some students with outstanding grades were shuttled among the admissions offices of various universities.

After many considerations and discussions with Shao Ning, the two finally settled on S University, the top three in the country, and the school is located locally.

Grandpa is getting old, and neither of them wants to go too far.

The major has not yet been decided, but there is still nearly half a year to decide, so Wen Yang is not in a hurry.

The school was on holiday on the 29th of the Lunar New Year. Wen Yang and Shao Ning stayed in the dormitory for another night and packed up everything that needed to be packed. The next day, early in the morning on the 31st of the Lunar New Year, they dragged a small suitcase and went straight to Shao Ning Wai Gong's family.

The old man's house is full of New Year's goods, from the couplets with blessings at the door to the red lanterns on the living room windows, various dishes on the coffee table, and chicken, duck and fish in the kitchen.

After putting down the things, Shao Ning plunged into the kitchen and started preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner at night.

During the period, Wen Yang tried to go in to help him, but Shao Ning was obviously determined to take the lead alone, he turned the kid on his shoulders and led him out of the kitchen, pointing to the various snacks on the coffee table, "Good boy, kid What to do during the Chinese New Year, cooking is an adult’s job.”

Wen Yang still wanted to struggle, but the old man walked over with a smile, "Come on, let's draw a New Year picture for grandpa, let's be more elegant, this kind of work of cleaning up rotten fish and shrimp, just leave it to Ah Yun."

"Hi," Shao Ning was wearing a black apron and rubber gloves, squatting in front of a pot of yellow croaker fish. He didn't have the slightest burden of being an ascetic male god, and joked with the corners of his mouth, "Grandpa, what you said, your grandson is not worthy of elegance." Ah?"

"Pairing, matching," the old man's tone was very perfunctory, "It's also an art to cook well."

Wen Yang laughed when he heard the old and the young talk about cross talk.

Such an extraordinarily warm and human-like New Year's Eve is his first in 18 years.

Wen Yang was very happy and at ease, because he knew that from now on, there would be many more New Year's Eves like this.

And Shao Ning probably had the same idea as Wen Yang.

The three people he cared about the most in the last world are now all round and round by his side.

Thinking of this, Shao Ning became more determined to go to the temple to offer incense tomorrow morning.

He didn't believe in these things in the past, he only believed in himself.

But now, Shao Ning has devoutly believed in gods and Buddhas.

Going to the temple to offer incense on the first day of the new year was also agreed with Wen Yang a week ago.

In the morning, the two set the alarm clock for [-]:[-] in the morning. It was rare for Wen Yang not to stay in bed, and he woke up as soon as the alarm clock rang. After a simple wash, he ate the love breakfast that the old man cooked for them himself - poached egg noodles and a plate For fried rice cakes, I took a taxi and went straight to a temple in the suburbs of Haicheng, which is said to be very popular.

This temple is built on a mountain, and you have to climb up steps by yourself.

When Wen Yang and Shao Ning arrived, the stairs were already full of people.

Wen Yang was startled, "It's so early, so there are so many people?"

"Yes." Shao Ning firmly held the children's hands and stood in the long line, "On the first day of the new year, many people came at midnight."

Wen Yang nodded, looking up at the dense crowd on the mountain, still feeling shocked, subconsciously murmured, "It was quite empty when I came here two days ago..."

After finishing speaking, Wen Yang came to his senses, and covered his mouth with the other hand that was not being held.

"Huh?" Shao Ning turned his head and squinted at him, "Two days ago?"

Two days ago, Wen Yang asked for another half-day leave, and he resolutely refused to let Shao Ning follow him, and he resolutely refused to say where he was going.

Fortunately, Wen Yang has behaved a lot recently, and Shao Ning dared to let him out only when he knew that he would find Lao Gong in case of trouble.

Having already leaked his words, Wen Yang shook his head and nodded.

"What are you here for?" Shao Ning was curious, "It's not an exam, so you have to step up a little bit in advance?"

Wen Yang shook his head, nodded again, but didn't speak.

What else did Shao Ning ask, just in time, they finally reached the foot of the mountain, where the first step started.

Shao Ning stumbled and found himself in trouble.

His obsessive-compulsive disorder has indeed improved a lot, but this "goodness" is limited to not being so emotionally self-harming, but many small habits in life are still retained.

For example, before going up the stairs, you must count how many steps there are, and then decide whether to take the left foot or the right foot first.

Ordinary stairs usually have only twenty steps to one level, which can be counted at a glance.

But now, there are so many people on such a high mountain, how can he count them?

The people behind had already started to urge impatiently, Shao Ning was a little flustered, thinking otherwise, he would take a gamble, the even number was symmetrical, stepping with his right foot first, the next second, he was stopped by Wen Yang, "Left foot, step first Left foot."

Shao Ning was taken aback, changed his feet, stepped up the first step with his left foot, and slowly walked up with the crowd, everyone was still a little dazed.

"So," he tightened his grip on Wen Yang's hand, his voice was very soft, with a little trembling imperceptibly, "you asked for leave that day, and that's all you did?"

His little sheep took half a day off on purpose. He came all the way by taxi from the urban area and climbed to the top, not to burn incense and pray to Buddha, but to count for him, how many steps there are, and to clarify for him. Something too small, a one-second decision—whether the left foot or the right foot should be taken first.

"Ah," Wen Yang couldn't hide it any longer, so he had to tell the truth, "This is very important. I'll make a trip to count it, and it doesn't take much trouble."

Shao Ning couldn't describe the feeling in his heart with words, his heart constricted so violently that he couldn't care about anyone around him anymore, he just wanted to turn his head, kiss his lamb hard, and kiss the gift that God gave him .

Thinking so, Shao Ning did the same.

After a moment of surprise, Wen Yang blushed and cooperated with him.

People around were still going up and down the mountain, but at this moment, Wen Yang and Shao Ning could no longer perceive their existence, they could only perceive each other, and only each other.

……

Finally reached the top, already an hour later.

Both of them came here for the first time, and they walked through each temple devoutly and earnestly according to the rules, offering incense, kowtow, and fulfilling wishes.

After doing this, before going out again, it was almost time for lunch.

"Are you hungry?" Shao Ning reached out to touch Wen Yang's belly, "What do you want to eat?"

"It's okay, I'm quite full in the morning," Wen Yang thought for a while, "I want to eat roast duck, okay?"

"Okay," Shao Ning smiled, and rubbed the kid's head, "You can eat whatever you want."

The two chatted and walked down the mountain when Shao Ning's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

He took it out and saw that Hua Yi was calling.

It's quite strange, Hua Yi usually has to go back to Hua's house during the Spring Festival, and Shen Yao's side is the same, both of them are at least in the third year of junior high school before they can make an appointment to play.

What's more, the two had only chatted on WeChat last night, Shao Ning couldn't think of a reason why Hua Yi called at this time, so he didn't even think about it, and just swiped to answer.

Shao Ning was in a bright mood at the moment, and he joked, "Hey, why did Lord Hua think of me on the first day of the Chinese New Year?"

Hua Yi's voice came from the phone, not as ostentatious as in the past, but rather dull, and he said in a thunderous sentence, "Ah Yao and I broke up."