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Yao Zhutao couldn't sleep all night, she seemed to be more nervous than He Yue, who was going to take the college entrance examination. Even He Guoquan has had a lot of blisters on the corners of his mouth in the past few days.

I'm in a hurry to get it on fire.

In the family, the most normal person is the person concerned, He Yue.

What should I do on a daily basis? Everything is according to his own routine, and he does not seem to be restless because of the arrival of the college entrance examination.

In her opinion, since she woke up in this life, she seems to have been preparing for this matter, first learning to write with He Guoquan, then practicing calligraphy with Professor Qian, and sometimes secretly tutoring him.

With such a university scholar in front of him, He Yue felt that as long as he played as usual, he would definitely be able to be admitted to a good university.

Her goal is the Department of Chinese at Kyoto University.

The day before the college entrance examination, Song Mocheng finally rushed back.

Dusty.

"Ya'er, I'm back." Bronzed skin, showing white teeth, and smiling brightly, "Look what good things I've brought you back." ”

Song Mocheng said to He Yue while picking up his luggage, "And the dried fruits you like to eat." ”

The dried fruit is made from the wild fruits picked from the mountains when the soldiers are fine, and it tastes good, and the most important thing is to refresh yourself.

He also brought a few military cotton clothes, the small ones he specially wanted, so that he could bring them back for He Yue to wear when she took the exam. This year's Gao Lao is in winter, and it is cold at this time, and these military cotton clothes are worn on his body, which is warmer than anything else.

Seeing Song Mocheng taking things out of her backpack in the same way, and preparing them for her college entrance examination, He Yue's eyes were moist.

"Brother Cheng, thank you."

She didn't know how to thank him, as if she could only say thank you, and it seemed that this thank you couldn't express her feelings.

"It's hot water, you drink it quickly." When he came back, he didn't care about drinking a sip of water, and began to give her the treasure he brought back, He Yue looked at the frozen red hand, and his heart twitched inexplicably, and he felt distressed.

Of course, she also added some spiritual water to this hot water.

"Thank you, girl." Song Mocheng drank it all in one gulp, "Our family's water is delicious, Aunt Yao, you don't know, I can't remember to drink water in the army, every time I drink a sip of water, I always feel wrong, so I always want to drink our water." ”

"Of course, our well water is the best in the area." Yao Zhutao smiled and pulled Song Mocheng's hand in distress, "Look at this hand that is frozen, I will use the eggplant stalk to boil some water bubbles for you in a while, and your feet, I heard that you have been training outside all year round, is there any place where it is frozen?" Soak them all together. ”

She also remembered that when He Guoquan was in the army in the past, because he had to take turns to stand guard, his feet had to freeze several red bumps every year, so she remembered Song Mocheng.

"No, it's fine, but it's comfortable." Song Mocheng didn't refuse, his feet weren't frozen, but he just liked the way the family cared about him.

And here, He Yue had already boiled hot water and asked Song Mocheng to wash his face, "Wash it quickly, it's not cold." ”

In the winter in Qinzhong, there is nothing to heat up, only the kang is hot at home, and then the family sits around the kang and chats, the scene is very lively and warm.

This is the feeling of home that Song Mocheng has always missed in the army.

Early the next morning, Song Mocheng got up and ran around the village five times, but accidentally bumped into Xu Zhouhu, "Big brother, you're back." ”

Xu Zhouhu was in the period of voice change, his voice was a little hoarse, but it didn't affect his speech, and he followed Song Mocheng in surprise and said, "When did you come back?" Why didn't I see you coming home? I was admitted to Qinzhong Middle School. ”

"Not bad." Song Mocheng praised him a few words and asked, "Have you been running for the past few years?" ”

"That's right, didn't you say that a man's body can't be too delicate, so I keep running, and I will fight the military body boxing you taught me, big brother, you can guide a few more moves when you have time."

"I'll go home to see my uncle at noon, and I'll talk about it then." Song Mocheng patted him on the shoulder after running, "You go on." ”

I don't know if He Yue woke up?

Every time I come back to Song Mocheng, I have to visit Mr. Xu, but I won't live in Xu Zhouhu's house, the reason is that Song Mocheng's aunt is too broken, and she is very careful, obviously she has done a good thing, but the words that come out of her mouth are not right.

Song Mocheng has a bad temper with her, and Zhao Qiaoqiao's cooking is indeed too unpalatable. So every time he went to his uncle's house, Song Mocheng rarely ate there, or just a little bit.

In the past two years, Mr. Xu's health has been much better than before, and in the summer, he can still accompany his grandson to walk around the village a few times, and when it is winter, he can just punch or shake his arms in the yard when he gets up early every day.

When Song Mocheng went back, He Yue had only been up for a long time, and he was reading and studying, when he heard Song Mocheng coming back, he hurriedly put down the book in his hand and went out.

"Tomorrow is the exam, take a break today, and in the afternoon, I will take you to a good place." Let He Yue relax and go into battle to meet the exam.

The place where Song Mocheng brought He Yue was the top of the small hill where they shouted together.

"Cold, huh?" Song Mocheng untied his military scarf and wrapped it around He Yue's neck, "Wrap this around as well." ”

"I already have it, don't freeze it." When she went out, Yao Zhutao was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she had already wrapped her tightly.

"Wrapped." Song Mocheng firmly took her hand, "I'm not cold." ”

Some time ago, I was training, and it was much colder than this in the mountains, and the temperature over there was several degrees colder than here.

"Do you remember here?" Song Mocheng asked again.

"Of course I do." How could she forget?

It was not long after Xu Yufeng's death, Song Mocheng came to their house, the two of them came here to play together, and He Yue taught Song Mocheng to shout back.

At that time, Song Mocheng was too depressed, and shouting like this could evacuate the depression in his heart.

When He Yue saw that he had brought himself here, he already understood Song Mocheng's intentions, and opened his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly to the other side, "Hey, ......"

"I can."

"I'll definitely do well tomorrow."

"Come on."

"Come on."

Tomorrow, they will welcome a new day, a day that will decide the fate of countless people, a day of epoch-making significance.

The 77-year college entrance examination has finally arrived.

Come on, He Yue. (To be continued.) )