Berry picked three or four catties of oyster mushrooms for Hui Qing, put them in two plastic bags, handed them to him, and said, "You don't need to take the money." People with high morals like you are the pillars of society, and it is you who support society, and we should do something for you. ”

"No, no one should exploit other people's labor. Besides, how can you sweat and bleed contribute as much as we play tricks. He said and took out 10 dollars and handed it to her.

She didn't answer, and waved her hand again and again. "Then let me tell you, let's try it, now the merchants are fashionable with such a promotional method. ”

"Absolutely not!"

Some people in the shed heard the loud noise here, and they all quietly peeked at the two of them fighting and looked over from their shed.

"You see, the man is touching the woman's trouser pocket. ”

"You see, the woman is pulling at the man's jacket pocket. ”

The man fled. ”

The woman caught up and grabbed her arm. ”

"The man is handing over money, and he has to spend money to settle it. ”

"The woman threw the money on the ground and stomped her feet and scolded!"

"I don't understand. ”

"If there's anything you don't understand, you have to be imaginative. ”

Hui Qing threw down the money and fled, so Berry picked up the money and returned to the shed.

Two days later, she picked some of the best oyster mushrooms and sent them home to Huiqing. Hui Qing was not at home, and she inquired about his grandmother's residence.

"Grandma, I grow vegetables in a greenhouse, and I'm here to bring you fresh mushrooms to eat. She shouted as soon as she entered.

The old lady strode out, tall, with long white hair, a strong aisle, and was evidently robust in her youth.

"Hui Qing just finished eating what he bought last time. He said you don't plan to ask for money, so what can you do? Growing mushrooms is also very hard, and it's not like wild mushrooms that don't grow anything. ”

"It has a higher yield than wild mushrooms, and the yield is very high, and it is not worth much. ”

"That can't eat you for nothing, even if it's a relative, you have to give money. ”

"Grandma, who lives in that room?"

"His grandfather was not at home - when he slept on the railroad booth, he came to me as a companion and slept in his grandfather's house. ”

"Grandma, do you still play with your smartphone?"

"Where, I won't. That's a Nokia mobile phone in the past, I can take color photos, I look pretty good, he said that the capacity is not good, can not open WeChat, so I changed to a new mobile phone, put this at home, sometimes when my grandson comes, use it to play small games. ”

The berry is pressed open and takes a look.

Why is there still a picture of me? It turns out that he has always kept me.

Hui Qing is really a person who preserves every trace of affection as a golden thread. If you were someone else, you would delete it early and never want to get up.

This is a photo of him with whom, and their faces are too close, right? Ah, isn't this with me, I used to be so close to him at that time?

What about this video? This one is a little too intimate -- isn't this with me too? I was really so sweet and happy with him?

I swore to him that I would only love him as a man for the rest of my life, whether it was a flood or earthquake, a hurricane or a tsunami, a mudslide or a landslide, or a planet hitting the earth, or an invasion of the Trisolarans, I would always be united and never abandon him...... What did I think when I made these vows, did I think it was like a picture book story read by the children in kindergarten?

I'm ashamed of my oath, I'm ashamed of him, I'm ashamed of myself.

After so many years, I found that he is the cutest man I have ever dated.

How can I return to Him again, to the depths of His heart?