At that time, Xiaolan's aunt was not at home, and Xiaolan was washing clothes by the well in the yard of her aunt's house. Seeing me coming, Xiaolan hurriedly stood up, wiped her apron with her two wet hands, welcomed me to the house very affectionately, and brought me tea and water.

I sat in the house for a while, took a few more sips of tea, and her aunt returned. Xiaolan's aunt is not tall and looks very similar to Ji Yuanzhen. When I saw her, I also called her "Gu". When the aunt saw me, she said to Xiaolan, "Since he is here, you can go to the city to have fun together." ”

Xiaolan said, "Okay. "I pushed a weighted bicycle in the yard and came with me to the intersection of Xzhuang. I grabbed my bike and said, "I'll take you." "Of course, this is common sense.

Anyway, when dating, only men take women, and women can't be allowed to take men. But do you know how good Xiaolan is to me? She said, "You are a guest, I am the master, I will take you." ”

With that, she got on her bicycle and asked me to sit on the back seat and run towards the county seat of Xinye. Sitting on the bike, I felt that Xiaolan was a heroine among women, and her cycling skills were much better than mine.

In general, people who are not very skilled at riding a bicycle will sway when someone suddenly sits in the back seat from behind. But for people with high skills, you sit up, and the bicycle does not move. That's the difference.

I was with a man, stronger than a woman even if he was thin, but when I sat on the bike, it only shook slightly. From this, it is concluded that Xiaolan has a high skill in riding a bicycle.

Speaking of cycling, readers should know how stupid I am. The average person can ride a bicycle around the age of 10 or even 8. But I didn't ride until I was sixteen. And when I learned, I used the stupidest and dumbest method.

Why can't I ride a bike? Because I'm timid. Will not get on the bus. The bikes of that time were all weighted bikes with a straight bar on them, which were not as lightweight as the bikes are designed to be today.

Usually, there are two types of legs and legs. To pick a leg is to bend your right leg from the edge of the bar to the seat. This method is usually suitable for small children, but there are some adults who use the leg picking method to get on the bus.

One of the disadvantages of riding a bicycle for children is that they are small, and if they sit in the seat, they can't reach the pedals with their feet. There is no way but to ride with the leg picking.

How to ride? It's to put one foot in the triangular hole under the bicycle bar, and pedal one pedal on the outside, and one pedal on the inside of this pedal. One of the drawbacks of riding this way is that you can't pedal a full lap.

The only way to do this is to push forward half a lap, then pull the chain back, pedal half a lap again, and so on and so on to make the bike go forward like a see-saw. Although this method is strenuous to ride, it is much faster than walking. So a lot of kids are happy to learn this.

Once they've learned it, they'll be able to ride their bikes to the market and run around. But to learn this way of cycling, you have to fall a lot.

Another way is to drop your leg and get on the bus. It is to push the inside pedal hard, and then ride the other foot from the back seat of the bicycle to the seat. Before you fall your leg, slide the bike with the foot inside to make it move forward. Do this so that the bike doesn't fall.

Most adults learn to ride a bicycle in this way. But I'm stupid and can't do either way. I wasn't going to learn to ride a bike, but that year I got my high school acceptance.

The school was seventeen or eighteen miles away from my home, and it was very inconvenient to take a car, so it was urgent for me to learn how to ride a bicycle. But what if I can't get on a bike? My father taught me a method: ride a dead bike. Because I was as tall as X people at the time, it was okay to use this method.

What does it mean to ride a dead bike? That is, you don't need to pick your legs or fall on your legs, but just sit on the back seat and pedal. After pedaling, you have learned to look forward and grasp the direction, and you can ride directly on the seat.

That's how I learned to ride a bike anyway. As for how I learned to ride, I really can't remember it now. Even though I used this safest method, I still fell quite a bit. The hardships are indescribable.

When Xiaolan and I came to the Xinye Vegetable Market, I stuffed the 100 yuan my father gave me into Xiaolan's trouser pocket and said to her, "My uncle told me to buy you a few clothes, and I won't pick them, so I'll get you some money, and you can buy them yourself." "Xiaolan wants to refuse, but I've already stuffed the money in it, and she can't take it out.

We soon arrived at the county seat of Xinye. I didn't expect to be in the city, she knew her better than me. We walked around a few places, and Xiaolan asked me if I would like to watch a movie. We went to the cinema together.

I have now forgotten what movie was playing, I just remember sitting with Ran while watching the movie. When watching a movie, when I wanted to get close to her, she always hid away, and at the same time, her eyes flashed with suspicion from time to time, and I didn't dare to make a mistake.

Soon, the movie ended. We left the cinema, and Xiaolan took me, and we walked around the city for a while, and then walked to her aunt's house in Xzhuang. When she returned to her aunt's house, it was already dark.

After dinner, her aunt deliberately didn't know where to go, and Xiaolan and I sat on a chair and chatted alone. At this time, I picked up the green schoolbag and took out the book "Dream of Red Mansions" to read. Xiaolan sat bored, so she took my schoolbag in her hand and rummaged through it.

When she saw the miscellaneous book, Xiaolan took it out. As soon as I turned the first page, I saw that it was written: People are not romantic teenagers. Zhang Jianming.

When Xiaolan saw this name, her face immediately changed, and she pointed to those words and asked me, "You wrote these words?" I said. "What does that mean?" "I don't know. ”

"And when did you write that?" a few days ago. "What was the intention when you wrote?" "There was no intention, just a whim, and I remembered what to write." ”

"So do you know what this book is?" "It's a good book. If you don't believe it, you can take a look!" "I don't read it!" Xiaolan said with a dark face, brushed the book on me, and got up and left.

Actually, Xiaolan completely misunderstood what I meant, I am a person who likes to think wildly, usually when I am fine, I will think of the east, the west, the mountains, the water, the clouds, and the rain.

When I think of something, I scribble on the book I pick up. "People are not romantic teenagers" was also written in that book casually when I was on a whim.

Readers who have read my autobiography from the beginning should know that although I am so handsome and have so many girls who like me, I was still a virgin until then.

And Xiaolan mistakenly thought that I was a veteran of the love field or a master of hunting, which was really a big misunderstanding.

But that Xiaolan is also a very good person, because I am a guest at her aunt's house, even if she has an opinion about me in her heart, she can't be too cold to me on the surface. So it wasn't long before she came back and talked to me affectionately.

I talked to her about "Dream of Red Mansions" and about Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu. But I found that Xiaolan didn't seem to care too much about these things.

I thought it was time for me to speak to her, so I said to her seriously: "Xiaolan, I am a lover of literature, and I wrote a novel when I was seventeen years old, I wonder if you would like to support me?"

Xiaolan frowned slightly after hearing this, and said to me seriously: "Don't say whether you support or not, if you want to write, you can write, I just don't oppose you." I was very satisfied, and thought that I had finally found the "fishing girl".

That night, I stayed at Xiaolan's aunt's house for one night and returned home the next day. I had just arrived home and received five more letters. One was written by Wang Yaling. She wrote:

This book originated from reading books