I pulled the grass

Lu Wange sat at the dining table, stared at the preserved egg and lean pork porridge in the bowl and asked, "My brother, are you back?"

"No. Your brother, you only come back when you are at home, maybe this is busy again." Zhang Chuli took the shopping bag, "I will go shopping first, and I will make delicious food for you at noon. I'm going to school. Just put the bowl away after you finish eating."

"Okay, Aunt Zhang, slow down and be careful on the road. By the way, I have to go to school early, so don't cook for me."

"Not at home for lunch? Why do you have to go early?"

"There are club activities, so go ahead and prepare." Lu Wange gave a reason.

"Then I'll find you something to eat." Zhang Chuli put down the bag again.

"I'll take it myself in a while, don't be too busy."

"There are still cakes in the refrigerator, and two boxes of cookies. The milk is in the cabinet. You can take some. You won't be able to eat them when you enter school. Well, I said it's better to come back to live." She still put the milk and cookies Put it on the table, lest he forget, "I'll take the cake when you leave, don't leave it for too long."

"Okay, Aunt Zhang, I know, I'm not a child anymore."

When Zhang Chuli went out, Lu Wange sighed. He remembered Lu Wanzong's porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat. The meat would be more tender, and there were not so many preserved eggs.My heart is sour.There are traces of him everywhere in the house, the more I think about it, the more entangled it is, making people suffocated.

After wolfing down a bowl of porridge, he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes and wipe the dining table clean.

Voice to Tong Limiao: Miaozi, are you going to school?

Tong Limiao replied after a few minutes: so early?Is the school open yet?

Lu Wange sighed, and uncontrollably turned his fingers to the head portrait of the landscape picture, knowing that he couldn't write anything, he still clicked in.But it was very unexpected to see a news: Wanqian Xinghui.The accompanying picture is a starry sky.The time is actually today.

Lu Wange looked at it over and over for a long time, but still didn't understand.I froze for a long time, didn't like or leave a message, and quit.

Tong Limiao sent another message: Master Lu is trying to be strong, please.

Heh... Trying to be strong, thinking of that goal, Lu Wange pursed his lips.

See you this afternoon.Lu Wange sent the last one.

He packed his schoolbag, filled it with the biscuits and milk Zhang Chuli had prepared, and walked out the door on his back.

The weather is just right, and the autumn air is crisp, which makes people feel a sense of vastness.The operation of all things is independent of human will.In front of nature, human beings are great and small. In this limited but long life, how to live is the right way?

Lu Wange stepped on the square bricks on the sidewalk, and the mottled light and shadow fell on the shoes. He thought about this question.Then I thought, life is still very long, so let it be.Everything will eventually develop in its own direction, follow it, don't avoid it.

Go to school as usual in the afternoon.

After the mid-term exam and the sports meeting, it seems that there is nothing to look forward to, just waiting for the end of the term.Everyone has entered the learning state again.

Lu Wange was a little impetuous, as if the established goal had deviated, and he suddenly didn't know whether to stick to it.

Luo Minke noticed this abnormality: "Do you need to copy your homework?" Seeing him again, he was in a daze.

"Oh, good." Lu Wange flipped through the book, covering the draft paper with Lu Wanzong's handwriting.

"Which copy?"

"English."

"What? Isn't it physics and mathematics?"

"I want to copy English." Lu Wanger said flatly.You don't have to think about the process.