Chapter Twenty-Five: The Little Grass Anthem
Zheng Xiaowen didn't hear Yang Yilin's words clearly, but Yang Yilin talking like this beside her still startled her, she turned around and asked in surprise: "What are you doing? What is too early?"
Yang Yilin couldn't help blushing: "It's nothing...... I mean, we came out too early, and the wind was a little cool. ”
After he finished speaking, he annoyed himself: Oh, why are you so timid today? People chase girlfriends, and the courage is getting bigger and bigger, and they can chase the big-name title of being upgraded to a love expert, and playing a fancy show in front of their girlfriends is something that can come casually.
Look at you, shrinking your hands and feet, you haven't just stepped into the door of the love school, you haven't found a love partner yet, and you're shy and careful everywhere. You've been chasing aimlessly for so many days, and you're still ...... What a man! Cheer up, show your self-motivation, and hug her......
"Just wait for the sun to rise. Zheng Xiaowen said, "Hey, you said the wind is cold, are you wearing too thin?"
"Now the weather is not thin. Yang Yilin replied.
Zheng Xiaowen thought to himself: Yang Yilin, he just spent the taxi money for me, and the new fishing gear he bought must have thought of me first and let me play first. I have to pay for the fish after a while, and I can push and pull him to pay the money? He spends money for me like this, I can't take the money and pay him back, right?
Seeing that the weather is slowly getting colder, wouldn't I just repay the favor by knitting a sweater for him? Okay, it's more appropriate to return the favor like this.
Isn't it always embarrassing for a girl to knit a sweater for a boy?
Yes, that's it!
She said casually: "When I go back, my sister will knit a sweater for you, it will be knitted in two weeks, and the weather will be a little colder in the future," she pointed at Yang Yilin, "just in time for you to wear it." ”
When Yang Yilin heard this, he really cried and laughed in his heart, what he wanted to laugh at was the sweater, and what he wanted to cry was the sudden title of 'sister'!
Since he saw Zheng Xiaowen, he has been chasing after his girlfriend with the mentality of chasing him, and now when he suddenly hears 'sister', he is really uncomfortable and unbearable, and then his nose is winged, his breathing is rough, his lips are tightly closed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are not my sister!"
Although Yang Yilin's tone of words was angry, angry, and ugly, he didn't feel too harsh for a person like Zheng Xiaowen who was gentle and affectionate to Yang Yilin, and he understood him very well: Yes, colleagues, why are you sisters, sisters, it's not vulgar!
She looked at Yang Yilin, smiled, and learned Yang Yilin's expression and tone and said, "It's not meant to be!" Her words and her fake angry expression caused Yang Yilin to laugh out loud, and she also laughed and bent over.
The hearty laughter between the two reminded Zheng Xiaowen of her friends, and said, "If Lin Jing, Qiao Xiang and the others come to the wild to fish and enjoy the autumn today, then we will have a lively and happy time!"
Yang Yilin saw Zheng Xiaowen say Qiao Xiang, and felt uncomfortable for a while, but he didn't answer it.
Yang Yilin thought for a moment: Hmm, such a rare opportunity, such a rare opportunity, a great time to be alone with her in the wild, why not have a good time with her!
When he thought of this, he suddenly saw the red persimmons on the persimmon tree, turned his face, and saw a small grass nunnery not far away, and his heart suddenly burst into joy, okay, there is a secret place to play with her now!
Yang Yilin pointed to the persimmon tree and said to Zheng Xiaowen: "Xiaowen, go, go over there, I'll pick red persimmons for you to eat." ”
"It's better not to go, I bought persimmons in the vegetable market, maybe the farmers are picking them one after another, and they want to sell fresh persimmons." Zheng Xiaowen shook his head and didn't move.
"How come, I grew up in the countryside, and I know that whether farmers pick persimmons or dates, they will not finish picking them on the tree. It's just that I don't know what that means, maybe it's too tall to pick it. ”
Yang Yilin said, took Zheng Xiaowen's hand and walked to the persimmon tree.
"Ah, this persimmon grows red and crystal clear, it's so beautiful. Zheng Xiaowen looked at the persimmon in his hand and said, "I can't get these two persimmons standing under the tree, and I let you pick them, I can't bear to eat them."
"It's also good to make a souvenir, and when you go home and see this persimmon, you will remember the joy of enjoying autumn in the suburbs. She said, putting persimmons in her satchel.
Yang Yilin hurriedly stepped forward and took the persimmon and said, "You put the persimmon in your satchel, I think you want to make your satchel into a bag of red paste! ”
Yang Yilin ate persimmons, thinking to himself: tomatoes, red things, um? In Yangjiagou, marrying a daughter-in-law is a red thing, ah, I ate this red persimmon, I must have a daughter-in-law, I am so happy!
Yang Yilin was happy in his heart, jumping, and stretched out his hand to pat the leaves on the persimmon tree.
Zheng Xiaowen suddenly remembered that Yang Yilin was jumping to shoot pomegranates, and she smiled very well.
Yang Yilin thought to herself: Can you just think about marrying a daughter-in-law? You have to pull the future daughter-in-law into your arms first, let her recognize you, that is your daughter-in-law!
"Xiaowen, what do you see over there?" Yang Yilin said, pointing to the little grass hermitage.
"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen such a small grass house, it's fun to watch. ”
These words made Yang Yilin happy: God really helps me! She is so rare this little grass nunnery, then I will take her in to play!
Yang Yilin took Zheng Xiaowen's hand, walked towards the small grass nunnery and said, "It's a little early, and the wind is a little cold, let's go to the small grass nunnery to avoid the wind for a while." ”
Zheng Xiaowen could think so much, she said: "Actually, the wind is not as cool as you said, if you want to go to the grass house to sit for a while and experience the taste of being a farmer, that's also very good." Oh, I also thought, there must be something in there, it's fun, let's go!"
After she finished speaking, she let go of Yang Yilin's hand and ran towards the small grass hermitage.
Zheng Xiaowen saw that there were straw mats in the hermitage, and it looked like a farmer had sat down, so she sat down when she went in.
Yang Yilin then went into the hermitage and sat down.
Zheng Xiaowen suddenly felt that something was not right: This hermitage is very sheltered from the wind and is quite fun, but this is sitting here with him Yang Yilin, what is this? No, I have to go out!
She thought again: In the movie, I will only see beautiful mountains and rivers, lush forests, and beautiful places, where have I ever seen such a charming countryside and small grass hermitage?
I just want to sit in this little grass hermitage and play for a while, and enjoy the scenery of the village that I can't enjoy in the city, so what? No? Who says no, it's all for nothing, I say okay, and sit tight!
Yang Yilin also said in his heart: When I came to the suburbs, I didn't expect to sit alone with Xiaowen in this quiet little grass house, now this is a world, the world of the two of us, I want to ...... with her
Yang Yilin saw that Zheng Xiaowen wanted to talk to him, and he preemptively said: "Xiaowen, do you think that if there are only two of us in this world, then what will you think when you see me?"
"There are almost no human beings in the world, and when I see you, my first reaction will definitely be to shout in surprise: Kind! Kind! Rare kind! I bless! I cheer! Humans are not as extinct as dinosaurs! Haha! So happy!"
When Zheng Xiaowen said this, he only smiled slightly, but did not smile.
Yang Yilin said again: "Xiaowen, look at me, I mean the two of us." ”
Zheng Xiaowen said deliberately: "We will arrive at the fish pond in a while, don't say that there will be only two of us in this world, there will be a circle of people around the small fish pond." Look at you, you can't even imagine it, and you're giving me a problem!" she smiled.
Yang Yilin had no more routines and tricks in his heart, and he thought that he couldn't use them at this time, so he had to say: "The two of us sit in such a quiet, unique environment, I feel like a fairy floating at ease, if you tell me a story for me to hear, it will be more interesting, how about it?"
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and wanted to pull Zheng Xiaowen's hand, Zheng Xiaowen naturally followed the words, and raised his hand to make a gesture. I said in my heart: Okay, I'll give you Yang Yilin!
She said, "At this time, I really can't remember what story to tell you, so I'll just tell you what I have in mind." She asked, "Elin, do you know what bullying is?"
Yang Yilin's cleverness and cleverness don't work at this time, and he can't find Beibei's confusion when he hears this, he can't answer, he only says, "Hmm, what do you mean?"
She said, "You don't have to answer, I'll just tell me about myself." In my mind, as long as a boy pulls my hand when I am unwilling, this hand-holding action is called bullying to me. ”