12 Bookstore Storm (1)

On the way home, holding Xi Qingchen's hand, I don't know if it's an illusion, Hua Xiaomian felt that time was quiet in an instant, and even the sound of insects was pleasant.

After a good night's sleep, Hua Xiaomian was honored to oversleep again.

Dazed and woken up by the noise around her, she reached out and touched the alarm clock to take a look, my God, why is it half past seven? Hua Xiaomian felt that her head was about to explode, so she put on her clothes in a panic, and then grabbed her schoolbag and ran out.

When I ran downstairs, I didn't forget to knock on Xi Qingchen's bedroom door, "Get up soon, I'm going to be late." ”

As a result, there was no answer, and Hua Xiaomian didn't have time to wait for him to continue walking downstairs.

"Mianmian, don't be in a hurry to go, eat something first. Lin Ping'er listened to the movement, poked her head out of the kitchen, and cared about her.

"Good morning, Mom, ah, it's too late, I'm really going to be late. Hua Xiaomian only had time to give her mother a smile.

Hua Xiaomian passed by the restaurant halfway, and only had time to reach out and grab a piece of bread and a glass of milk, rushed to the doorway, and changed her shoes while drinking milk.

Hua Xiaomian was too anxious, but accidentally spilled the milk in her hand into her shoes. I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart, it's okay now, my shoes are wet.

Hua Xiaomian hurriedly drank the milk in her hand, put the cup in the entrance casually, and poured out the milk in her shoes with the other hand.

With a slamming door, "Mom, I'm going to school." Hua Xiaomian dropped this sentence and rushed out.

When he rushed to the door, he happened to run into Uncle Wang again, "Good morning Uncle Wang, can you take me to school?"

Uncle Wang asked with a puzzled face, "What are you doing at school today?"

"Go to school, I'm going to be late, oops, Uncle Wang, hurry up. Hua Xiaomian urged in her mouth, and at the same time pushed Uncle Wang with her hand and walked in the direction of the garage.

"But it's Saturday. Uncle Wang walked forward puzzled, and did not forget to ask his own questions.

Hearing this, Hua Xiaomian was instantly blindsided, "What about Uncle Wang, do you mean," after thinking for a while, he continued to ask, "Is today really Saturday?"

"That's right. ”

Hua Xiaomian felt that she was particularly embarrassed today, so she quickly put down the hand she was holding Uncle Wang and walked back, "Okay, Uncle Wang, it's okay." ”

"Oh, good. Uncle Wang scratched his head and left.

Hua Xiaomian hurriedly took off her milk-soaked shoes, rushed back to the room, first made a crackling sound, washed her face carefully, combed her hair, and then sat at the dining table and ate breakfast seriously.

"Mianmian?" After hearing the voice, Lin Ping'er poked her head out from behind the kitchen, puzzled, "Didn't you say you went to school?

"Mom, I remember wrong, today is Saturday and there are no classes. Hua Xiaomian replied while chewing bread in her mouth.

"Then you have to eat it. After Lin Ping'er finished speaking, she went back to the kitchen and ignored the noise in the living room.

After Hua Xiaomian ate and drank enough, she went to the entrance to pick up her milk-soaked shoes, and was just about to take them to the bathroom to scrub them, when she heard the phone ring in the living room.

So Hua Xiaomian hurriedly took her shoes and went over to answer the phone, "Hey, hello." ”

"Hey, sleep?"

Hua Xiaomian immediately heard that it was Rong Xue'er's voice.

"Well, it's me, Cher, what's wrong?" Hua Xiaomian put her two shoes on the same hand, then clamped the phone around her neck, and flipped through the record slip on the phone book with one hand. I quickly remembered whether I had promised anything yesterday.

"Mianmian, I heard that there is a new bookstore on the corner, are you going to go there? I heard that the owner there is very handsome, and their books are all novels,"

As she spoke, Rong Xue'er quietly lowered her voice, as if she was holding the microphone to speak, "I'll tell you, many girls in our class are borrowing novels there to read, I heard that there is a lot of inventory, I want to read it too, you go with me, okay?"

"When?" Hua Xiaomian asked nonchalantly.

"We've already agreed on this, Mianmian, have you forgotten what I said?"

"Ah, this, no. With a hint of embarrassment, Hua Xiaomian quickly explained, "How could it be? I just want to confirm with you." ”

The tone on the other side of the microphone suddenly became brisk, "That's good, I'll see you in ten minutes." Then he hung up the phone without waiting for Hua Xiaomian to answer.

Rong Xue'er happily ran out of the door, ready to wait for her best friend to go to the bookstore together.

But Hua Xiaomian on the other side didn't think like this, wrinkled her whole little face, recalled what happened a few days ago, and didn't think of when she agreed. But the phone calls are all called, so let's go.

After Hua Xiamian hung up the phone, he looked at the shoes he was carrying, smiled helplessly, and took the wet shoes to the entrance. Forget it, or I'll (* ̄m ̄) wear these wet shoes. The big deal is that today is sprayed with milk-scented incense.

After struggling for a long time, for the sake of insurance, Hua Xiaomian sniffed it again, and this smell almost smoked to death.

To be honest, this smell is not as imagined, it smells very bad, this Nima, mixed with a smell of feet and milk, the fishy smell of milk mixed with the sour smell of feet, this sour, really unforgettable.

(This taste is not recommended for readers to try.,My mother tried it.,Spit it directly.,Maybe my feet are too smelly.。。。 )

Hua Xiaomian sniffed it and retched directly. Hurriedly put her shoes on the ground, forget it, hold her breath and pretend that this incident did not happen, just a short time when she was entangled, Rong Xue'er had already run to her house.

Hua Xiaomian was still stunned and wondered whether she should wear her shoes or not, Rong Xue'er pushed open the door, "Mianmian, go quickly, I can't wait, I'll be waiting for you at the door for a while... ”

Rong Xue'er didn't care about listening to Hua Xiaomian, so she directly took Hua Xiaomian's small backpack over, stared at Hua Xiaomian and signaled her to hurry up with her eyes.

Hua Xiaomian was urged by her, pinched her nose and put on her shoes in pain. Holding back the discomfort in her heart, she then took her small backpack, not wanting to disturb her interest, "Let's go." ”

The two of them jumped out and walked out, and Hua Xiaomian followed Rong Xue'er's guidance and walked more and more remotely.

The two of them gradually disappeared from the bustling field of vision, and they picked the path that others did not want to take, and it was extremely difficult to walk, to approach the small market in a roundabout way, and slowly approached the small bookstore.

The trail is mostly shrubby, and the weeds are vigorous, almost obscuring the small animals, and it can be said that most of them are walking through the weeds, and they can only pull the half-human-high weeds and move quickly through the grass.

After the trail, you will pass through a peach grove and a small ginkgo forest, and you can hear the laughter of people on the main road, but they don't know that there is a new and different world in the quiet forest.

This made Hua Xiaomian's heart suddenly full of anticipation. She was desperate to see the bookstore as soon as possible.

Through the shady woods, the bookstore looms, the most deserted corner, but also the most mysterious corner. Hua Xiaomian remembered that she had been locked in the library by the master and deepened her impression of knowledge over and over again.

—————— reminiscence dividing line

At that time, he cried and shouted and wanted to come out to play, but the master was not in a hurry at all, squatting on the side with his sleeves in his hands, "memorize those books well and study hard." In retrospect, that voice was old, but it was full of expectation.

At that time, I didn't like that knowledge, I just liked to read all kinds of storybooks. So I sneaked out while the old master was napping, and then after I bought it, I always liked to carry the thin new storybook I saw in my arms, cover it with clothes, and then wrap my hands around my chest, compact it, and walk happily on the path when I came, and my heart was full of happiness.

In this way, he appeared in secret, disappeared secretly, returned to the library, took out a hot new storybook from his bosom, and secretly enjoyed the wonderful content of the book while it was hot, just like eating a delicious piece of baked cake while it was hot.

—————— reminiscence dividing line

Soon, the two of them walked to the bookstore, and there was a plaque hanging next to the antique door, "Sandalwood Full Courtyard". There is a poster hanging at the door with today's specials.

Walking inside, the bookstore is small and dim, and many books are used at the counter to push it into the shape of a city gate, giving people a unique feeling of a scholarly garden.

Although the gate is very clever, it feels like it can be easily knocked down. Hua Xiaomian tried to poke it with her hand, but she didn't move. I can't help but sigh in my heart, ah, is this the power of knowledge? It is light and fluttering on the surface, but in fact it is as heavy as a mountain.

Behind the city gates of books, rows of bookcases resemble long queues. There are all kinds of books neatly arranged on it, and there are quite a few people inside, all of whom are eagerly reading books. Some of them stood, some leaned, some simply sat on the ground...

Hua Xiaomian walked to the bookcase on the left, there are many fairy tale books on it, such as "One Thousand and One Nights", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales"...

Go further in, and you will arrive at the bookcase of popular science...

Continuing to walk, she suddenly found her favorite novel, Rong Xue'er exclaimed happily, Hua Xiaomian was afraid of disturbing the customers, and hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth. Rong Xueer took out a book and read it with relish, perhaps the vivid and interesting story in the book was really fascinating.

Rong Xue'er seemed to be fascinated, and read several more books, she not only flipped through them, but also piled them in her arms, which seemed to have signs of bleeding in her purse.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaomian also looked at a few books that she was more interested in and put them in the room, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and walked to the counter with a smile.

I was about to walk to the counter when something unexpected happened!

A girl in the back didn't stand firmly, so she fell over directly and knocked down Rong Xue'er, who was walking forward, Rong Xue'er bumped into Hua Xiaomian again, and Hua Xiaomian directly knocked down the city gate made of books.