The rain has been pouring down for three or two days, and the temperature has cooled down a lot, and there will be a hint of coolness in the morning and evening; the raindrops in front of the eaves are rhythmically beaten into a lullaby, hypnotizing the lazy sparrows on the windowsill, and they are drunken and drowsy; occasionally someone will walk by on the road, and the sound of chirping and chirping stretches from far to near, and from near to far away.

The first battle was successful, and all the participating members had an average income of 800 yuan per person for half a month, which was equivalent to a semester's accommodation fee, and everyone was happy. It happened to be a rainy day, the temperature plummeted, and the coolness was bursting, and everyone took advantage of this to enter the dormant period.

Among the people who are not dormant, there are naturally Wang Qian and Zhou Jiantao, and the two also discussed with their little cousin and the proprietress that divided the class time into two hours of English explained by Wang Qian in the morning, and Zhou Jiantao explained two hours of mathematics, physics and chemistry in the afternoon. Of course, there are also "Brother Xian" and Xiaojun, the two always meet in the morning, and after breakfast together, Xiaojun climbs into bed, and sometimes simply lies on the bed of "Brother Xian" and sleeps. "Brother Xian" also resumed the working hours in the typing and copying shop during the holidays, two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon, after running every morning, after breakfast, he quietly went out and went straight to Xueyuan Road, and he will definitely meet Wang Qian in the typing and copying shop, "Brother Xian" is busy with his own affairs, he will always take out a book, wait for her quietly, and the two of them will go back to school together; Xiaojun will also wake up at lunchtime, everyone will go to the restaurant for lunch, "Brother Xian" will take a nap, call Zhou Jiantao, and the two will go to the typing and copying shop again, and do their own things. After dinner, after a day of "day and night", Xiao Jun "went out" of the Internet café alone and started his "night life".

Everything is like this, the cycle repeats, the only constant is the ever-changing weather—after the rainy day, the summer heat once again reveals its murderous aura, menacing, and rushing in a surging manner, crawling on the ground and looking up at the music, the ground is steaming with water; within half a day, the muddy garden path is turned white, and the baptized leaves are quickly rolled up, wrapped in billowing dust, revealing a gray color, and gently shaken, wafting with the wind with a choking smell. The people in the dormitory began to cheer and returned to their usual noise.

When the night was rising, the phone in the dormitory rang, "Viagra" picked up the phone, and replied solemnly: Okay - I'll help you call him - "Brother Xian" just came back from the playground with Zhou Jiantao and was washing in the water room; "Brother Tao" looked at "Viagra" and asked excitedly: What about the beautiful fellow looking for Brother Xian? "Viagra" glanced at him angrily, then hurriedly walked to the door, stood in the corridor and shouted loudly "Brother Xian", "Brother Xian" wore shorts, and ran back to the dormitory from the water room with his upper body naked.

"Brother Xian" wiped it with a towel and walked towards the phone, "Brother Tao" stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: Brother Xian, a beautiful fellow, Mrs. Escort - "Brother Xian" raised his hand, pretending to pat him, "Brother Tao" quickly raised his arm to dodge; "Brother Xian" picked up the phone: Hey-

Brother Xian - you didn't call today, the phone at home is broken, I'm afraid that you can't get through and worry, I went to the front commissary to borrow someone's phone and give you a voice! It turned out to be Zheng Lijuan, her phone made "Brother Xian" feel a little guilty, I haven't called home recently, maybe the phone signal is not good, I only heard Zheng Lijuan say, the phone at home is broken, I'm afraid that I can't get through to the phone, I'm worried!

Zheng Lijuan also said with a little guilt: I have already told others that I will come to repair it in the afternoon, and I haven't come until now-how are you? "Brother Xian" quickly replied simply: Okay-what about you and my father? I heard someone next to me asking, can the phone work--Zheng Lijuan said unsatisfactorily: Brother Xian-well, okay, okay-I'll hang up!

"Brother Xian" will call home on time every weekend, in fact, the purpose is not to make a call, Zheng Lijuan wants to talk to "Brother Xian", and wants to know that "Brother Xian" is in good health, everything is fine. But Zheng Lijuan knows that "Brother Xian" will only report good news and not bad news, so every time she asks us, "Brother Xian"'s answer has never changed - okay, all right! After speaking, Zheng Lijuan will remind "Brother Xian" that the weather is cold, the weather is hot, or the weather is getting cold, the day is almost hot, pay attention to your body, I and your father are fine at home, don't worry about it, just take care of yourself. And in this process, Liu Jianshe can always be heard pulling his voice on the side to supplement the precautions that Zheng Lijuan said.

Early the next morning, Xiao Jun asked the boss for two hours off, and then he and Xiao Jun took the first long-distance bus and returned to their hometown in the mountain city. In fact, there is nothing more than going home to see, to relieve each other's homesickness or longing.

The rain fell slowly, falling like snowflakes in the air. "Brother Xian" moved a chair, sat under the eaves, and listened to the sound of the rain and buried himself in reading. The cat, who tossed all night for a mouse last night, squatted at his feet and took a nap. Faint scents of grass, flowers, and earth all poured into the nostrils.

A drop of rain jumped onto the page, but it stuck to the placket of its clothes, and its legs and feet could not move, wetting the text. When I looked up, I found that there was a bunch of grass growing at the root of the wall, and there were small pale yellow flowers the size of rice grains in the middle.

I plucked a leaf and just wanted to stuff it in my mouth, ready to taste the taste of summer. Zheng Lijuan learned that "Brother Xian" had been busy in the kitchen when she caught the last long-distance bus back to school in the evening, and when she saw "Brother Xian"'s actions, she stood at the door of the kitchen with flour stuck to her hands, and said: "Alas—what did you stuff into your mouth again?" Zheng Lijuan's voice woke "Brother Xian" from intoxication, "Brother Xian" smiled, raised his finger and pointed to the pile of grass at the base of the wall, and said: "Well—that's it!"

Zheng Lijuan walked closer and leaned over to take a look, also picked a leaf and stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it gently, her face began to twist again, and her brows were furrowed - "Brother Xian" hurriedly asked: Aunt-aunt-what's wrong?

Zheng Lijuan said, pointing to the green leaves, and said with a smile: Alas, ah, the sour is dead, and the taste has not changed! He looked at "Brother Xian" proudly and said: "Brother Xian - you forgot - you ate it when you were a child - it's called "sour and yo-yo"! "Brother Xian" looked at it carefully, tasted it for a while, and then remembered that the sour taste really made people want to eat it and dare not eat it.

Zheng Lijuan looked at "Brother Xian" and said: You can't eat it now, it's not clean; if you want to eat it, wash it and eat it again! Thinking about the taste of the leaves, the saliva in her mouth is churning, not only the taste of summer, but also the memories of childhood. Zheng Lijuan looked at the salivating appearance of "Brother Xian", sighed and said: Don't eat it - the dumplings have already been put into the pot - the scallion pancakes will be good soon! After speaking, Zheng Lijuan's eyes lit up, and she turned around and went into the kitchen.

Looking at the back of her mother Zheng Lijuan, "Brother Xian" took the leaves in his hand to his nose and smelled it, and the faint fragrance of grass suddenly made people sober. At this time, I was surprised to find that the blades of grass were so beautiful, with three heart-like leaves clustered upward, as if to hold up something.

The rain is falling slowly. Gently falling in the yard, hanging on blades of grass, snuggling, clustering......