Chapter Seventy-Five: The Lost Smile

Today is your birthday, my Chinese ......" Passing by the street, she walked in the alley and heard a beautiful and familiar melody played by the merchants on the side of the street, like a melodious singing, and she couldn't help but sing along! National Day is a day for the whole country to celebrate together, and National Day, the birthday of the great motherland.

She walked aimlessly on the side of the street, across the overpass of the Grand Cross, through the underpass of the Little Cross, to the vegetable market of the Little Cross.

The roadside is full of all kinds of delicacies, spring rolls, crispy duck, and spicy and flavorful Wuhan duck neck......

She walked alone in a rage, not knowing how long she had been gone, and still muttering silently in her heart: "I've been running out for so long, and no one is looking for me? ”

I touched my trouser pocket, I was in a hurry to go out, and I didn't bring my mobile phone at all.

In her mind, she constantly recalls various scenes from her childhood.

They go to school together, they leave school together, and there are always endless whispers on the way to school.

They play together and have endless fun in their world.

The best place for them to go was in the courtyard of his house, which was very large and numerous, and there were a few idle little gardens, which were planted with flowers and trees by his grandparents, and sat under the trees in summer to shade the sky, dark and quiet, very cool.

Thinking about it, it seems that the anger in my heart just now is getting more and more, and my heart is becoming more and more unbalanced, and people who used to need no explanation and can understand any question can't understand it today.

Thinking about it, his eyes were filled with tears, and he seemed to see him laughing when he was embarrassed, and he smiled when he saw the prank successfully, and he saw the appearance of running freely in the wind in physical education class, and saw the three-step basketball on the basketball court, and finally he was proudly victorious than the scissor hand.

They walked through every part of the campus together, every tree and every grass on the campus and heard their laughter.

Tears suddenly passed through her cheeks, and the warm drips fell on the warm palm of her hand, which was so transparent! She walked aimlessly, still holding the tears that had fallen inadvertently just now in her hands.

I remember someone said, "There's nothing you can't solve by eating." So she went to the market.

Probably because of the National Day, most people have gone out to play, and the vegetable market has become much cleaner than usual.

It was my duty to buy a pig's knuckle bone, as well as some simple vegetables for me, and thought to myself, since it is so cold today, I should make a hot pot to warm myself.

Folded ear root is a kind of wild vegetable in the mountains of Guizhou, she has a nice written name (Houttuynia cordata) but in Guizhou people call it folded ear root.

Although there was still emotion in his heart, and that anger was like a rising balloon, still floating in his heart, he still didn't hesitate to buy Han Chen's favorite origa.

When she was a child in the countryside, she liked to dig in the soil and make this dish, but she couldn't taste it, so she only knew how to make it, not eat it.

After buying all the vegetables, she carried her things in large bags and walked out of the vegetable market.

By this time, the rain had stopped, and a few rays of sunlight shone down through the clouds, shining on her freshly soaked trouser legs, revealing a hint of warmth.

She carried the vegetables she had just bought, turned around and walked on the road she had just come, and walked under the ginkgo tree, she put the vegetables aside, and wanted to sit under the tree, and quietly enjoy the unique scenery of this autumn for a while.

She sat silently under the tree, looking at the sky that had just rained, after the baptism of rain, the fresh air was also refreshing and pleasing to the eye, and the leaves falling on the clean road were also so clean.

Sitting under the tree and still thinking nonsense, a pair of white shoes that she was so familiar with suddenly appeared in her eyes, she raised her head, and her eyes were facing him with an anxious face: "What are you running, I don't know if it has just rained!

He continued to babble about her not, but his face was full of concern, and his eyes were full of the word "distressed".

A whole breeze blew, the hair in her ears rose gently, he picked up a falling ginkgo leaf from the ground, handed it to her hand, and looked at her quietly: "The ginkgo biloba you like." ”

She smiled, a smile that bloomed like a peach blossom, bright and beautiful. He thought, "I'm finally seeing that lost smile again."