In fact, everyone couldn't guess that Zhou Meimei would grow so tall later, if it weren't for Yu Fei being reborn, he would never believe it.

In Yu Fei's memory, Zhou Meimei suddenly sprung up like mushrooms after a rain when she was in the third year of junior high school, growing from 1.65 meters to 1.78 meters, taller than most of the boys in the class, such a height was definitely outstanding among the girls in the south at that time.

That height also has the advantage of making most boys feel stressed and discouraged, otherwise Yu Fei, who was not brave enough in love in his previous life, may not be able to wait for a perfect first love.

"Do you think the people in the painting are familiar?" asked Yu Fei with a chuckle.

"Who is she?" Zhou Meimei felt as if it was herself, but she was a little unconfident, mainly because she felt that she couldn't be so tall, let alone have such a good temperament.

Yu Fei laughed and said, "Zhou Meimei, don't you even know yourself?"

Zhou Meimei pouted and said, "Is that me? How can I be so beautiful? And the height and age are not right." ”

Yu Fei smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to make a point, I painted you ten years later." In fact, you are no worse now than you are ten years later, these are two different kinds of beauty. The latter sentence came to Yu Fei's lips but did not say it, he was afraid that Zhou Meimei's face was tender, and he would be embarrassed by his praise, which would not be good.

Zhou Meimei was surprised: "You are painting me ten years later, how can you know what I will look like ten years later?"

Yu Fei chuckled: "I don't know what I can imagine, my imagination has always been very rich, I think you must be like that in ten years, I don't believe I dare to bet with you." ”

Zhou Meimei glanced at Yu Fei angrily and said, "I won't know the answer until ten years later, so I won't bet with you!"

Yu Fei smiled slightly, Zhou Meimei has one of the biggest advantages, that is, he is very assertive, and he will not be taken into the ditch by others lightly.

"It's true that the ten-year cycle is too long, it's better not to gamble! By the way, Zhou Meimei, do you know what day it is?"

"What day? Isn't it August 20th?"

"This is the solar calendar, but what about the lunar calendar?"

"The lunar calendar, it seems to be the seventh day of the seventh month of July, ah, I know, today is Qixi Festival, the day when the legendary Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet. After finishing speaking, Zhou Meimei suddenly realized something, and her little face turned a little red again.

"Oh, yes, that's right. Yu Fei came up with a mantra used by the star Chou Dong in later generations, and then continued: "Then I'll test you again, the Song Dynasty lyricist Qin Guan once wrote a famous poem about Qixi Festival, what is its word name?"

"I know this, it's "Queqiao Immortal". ”

Qin Shaoyou's song "Queqiao Immortal" is a song word that most boys and girls like very much, and Zhou Meimei is naturally no exception.

"Zhou Meimei, please recite this poem. ”

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man travels in secret. Zhou Meimei's voice is not loud, but the words are correct and round, and she belongs to the kind of Mandarin that is very good among girls in the south, and it sounds very comfortable.

Unlike the 21st century in the 21st century, Putonghua teaching has not yet been popularized, and most of the students usually communicate in their hometowns, and even some older rural teachers also use their hometown dialects to teach, which naturally causes the Putonghua level of students in the south to be generally not high.

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. ”

"Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the magpie bridge. ”

"If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight!"

A poem was particularly beautiful in Zhou Meimei's soft recitation, which made Yu Fei have an urge to hug her, but he couldn't help it, more than ten years of yin and yang have come over, and now he can meet her again in the best years, what is there not to be satisfied with? Take your time!

"Okay, the recitation is so good, Zhou Meimei, in view of your excellent performance, I decided to give you this pen sketch "You in Ten Years" just painted just now as a reward, I hope you will like it, and by the way, I wish you a happy Qixi Festival. ”

"Really, thank you, and I wish you a happy Tanabata Festival. Zhou Meimei is very happy, because she likes this painting very much, especially the self ten years later above makes her very excited and yearning.

The era of Jiuliu is still subtle, although Qixi represents a beautiful love, but Qixi has not become China's Valentine's Day, that is later, Yu Fei did not mention the word Valentine's Day, so as not to embarrass Zhou Meimei.

Next, Zhou Meimei asked Yu Fei a few more questions about painting, which Yu Fei, who had been ordered by his father Yu Ming, a famous painter in his previous life, of course would not have any problems, and talked eloquently, which benefited Zhou Meimei a lot, and his big eyes showed more and more admiration and admiration.

"Yu Fei, thank you for your advice, it's not early today, why don't we go to grandma's house first, so as not to worry them, and ask you for advice another day." ”

"No problem, we can communicate more about painting in the future, so let's go. ”

The two stood up and walked across the flower bridge, the chirping of magpies on the eaves of the bridge and the smart figures flying into the air in an instant made Yu Fei have a special infatuation.

And Zhou Meimei also felt this beautiful pleasure for the first time, and she was very happy, she didn't know if it was the relationship between the scenery or the encounter with this excellent boy.

Smelling the familiar smell of earth, walking on the dirt road in the countryside is like stepping on a soft sponge, which looks extraordinarily brisk.

In the future, all these places will be built into concrete roads, although the cement roads are very clean, but they lack a special smell of the countryside.

The two talked casually all the way, and the time passed quickly, and after more than twenty minutes, they arrived at the entrance of Yunwu Village, where there was a fork in the road, which was divided into three directions.

Yunwu Village is a large village with a population of several thousand, divided into several brigades, Zhou Meimei's grandmother's house and Yu Fei's grandmother's house are one in the east of the village and the other in the west of the village, so they will part ways when they arrive at the entrance of the village.

Yu Fei handed the pink backpack to Zhou Meimei, and said softly: "Zhou Meimei, I want to climb Fairy Peak, if you also want to go, then we will meet at the pavilion at the foot of Fairy Peak at six o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

"This ......" For a moment, Zhou Meimei was a little entangled, not knowing whether to agree or refuse.

Zhou Meimei is willing in her heart, but in this era, young boys and girls go out to climb the mountain alone, which is easy to be considered early love, not to mention that she is worried that her grandparents will not agree to her coming out so early.

"You can go or not, don't have any psychological burden, I will wait for you in the gazebo tomorrow morning for a while, if you don't come by then, then I will go alone." After Yu Fei finished speaking, without waiting for Zhou Meimei to make a decision, he waved at her, turned around and strode towards the fork in the road in the west of the village.

Zhou Meimei looked at Yu Fei's handsome back when he turned to leave, thinking of the painting he had painted for himself ten years later, and there was an inexplicable heartbeat in his heart.

If you want to go, why don't you go, is it because you are afraid of other people's gossip?

After deciding, Zhou Meimei was no longer entangled, and walked towards the east of the village with brisk steps.

Before Yu Fei arrived at his grandmother's house, he met his aunt who came in a hurry on the way.

I saw that she was wearing a purple dress, and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, fluttering gently as she walked, and she looked very beautiful.

When he met his aunt, Yu Fei thought that he could be calm, but the tears of excitement in the corners of his eyes made him understand how heavy his aunt was in his heart.

Although the two are one generation apart, they are actually ten years apart, no matter what Yu Fei encountered in his previous life, his favorite person to talk to is not only Lin Yang, but this aunt who looks very aggressive.

And my aunt also hurt Yu Fei the most, when Yu Fei first started his business, she provided a lot of help to Yu Fei.

"Feifei, why did you little guy only arrive now, what are you doing?"

When Yu Fei was stunned, Fang Yi had already stepped forward and slammed his chest a few times with his pink fist.

"It hurts, auntie, you lighten it. Yu Fei pretended to cover his chest, but in fact it didn't hurt at all.

"Auntie is not working hard, what does the manly husband shout about the pain? But your body is too thin, you should exercise more when you have time. ”

"Auntie, as you know, we are very busy studying, so how can we have so much time to exercise. ”

"No time is an excuse, I think it's mainly because you're lazy. Fang Yi glanced at Yu Fei, that kind of strange mature charm was completely different from Zhou Meimei's current youthfulness.

"Auntie, then be lazy!" Yu Fei smiled dumbly, but couldn't help but open his arms and hugged his aunt in his arms.

"Feifei, what are you doing, what's wrong?" Suddenly hugged by Yu Fei, Fang Yi was a little surprised and flustered, and subconsciously thought that Yu Fei had encountered some difficult problem to solve.

In this era, the feelings between relatives are subtle, they are not only stingy to say I love you, but also stingy with hugging each other.

"Auntie, I'm fine, I just miss you a little. Yu Fei grinned lightly and quickly let go of his arm.

Being embraced by a half-grown boy and his nephew, Fang Yi would not be embarrassed even though she had never experienced it, not to mention that she felt his attachment to her from Yu Fei's eyes, and she was extremely happy in her heart.

However, Fang Yi immediately felt that the hug just now, Yu Fei's expression could be described as calm and skillful.

"Boy, you have a good hand, you're very skilled, say, are you in early love?"

"Auntie, don't guess, hugging is the instinct of human beings, in fact, there should be more hugs between relatives, which will make the feelings between each other deeper, our Chinese people's thinking is too subtle, parents and grown up children will hardly say I love you, hugs are rare, and on the other hand, people abroad, they are completely different in this regard. ”

Auntie chuckled: "Actually, this is the cultural difference between the East and the West, but with the development of the times, Auntie believes that people's concept will slowly change." But Feifei, remember my aunt's words, boys don't talk to girls lightly, once they say it, then they must be responsible, and you can't afford to take any responsibility at your current age, so you must be cautious about feelings, you know?"