Sick like a thread, Zhou Jiyou is still alive, and her heart seems to be lost, Grandma Shen and Shen Fei are different in her eyes from before they were sick.

After eating porridge and side dishes for two days, after she recovered from her illness, she directly cut off Grandma Shen's idea of continuing to steam sausages for her with a knife on the grounds of "I don't like to eat sausages", and then before Grandma Shen was ready to go to Shen Fei's second uncle's house to borrow some pork to stir-fry, she stopped her way with "Grandma, I'll be honest with you, I'm a vegetarian".

When Shen Fei translated to her that it was to "borrow", she was skeptical of this word full of raw energy, and asked sternly with a small face: "Do you want to say that you will take it, but you accidentally said that it is borrowed?" ”

Shen Fei: "......"

Zhou Jiyou was waiting next to him, and when he saw him suddenly look at the potholed cement floor in the house, he twisted his eyebrows slightly and said, "Are you dumb?" ”

Grandma Shen stood one step away from them, her face was imperceptibly gloomy for a while, and she changed the topic with a smile: "Tell grandma what you want to eat, you like to eat vegetarian dishes, what vegetarian dishes?" ”

"My grandma asked you what vegetarian dish you wanted." Shen Fei didn't speak just now, but now he consciously translated, his head still lowered.

Zhou Jiyou glared at him, but he couldn't make a difference, pursed his lips, turned to Grandma Shen and said, "Potatoes, loofahs, cowpeas, corn...... Either way. ”

They all grow their own home.

When Grandma Shen thought of this, her expression changed slightly, and her heart suddenly softened, and she said in a consultative tone: "Then let's use cowpeas to roast potatoes today and steam two more corns?" ”

The dialect here is not difficult to understand, and after staying for a long time, Zhou Jiyou can slowly distinguish the syllables, and individual words can understand the context of guò and guess.

She was thinking about it herself, and Shen Fei's voice sounded in time: "My grandmother asked you if it was good to eat cowpea and roasted potatoes at noon." ”

Zhou Jiyou's neck turned back, and he was serious: "No, grandma obviously said corn." ”

Shen Fei's dark eyes were like a clear broken jade, looking at her clearly and brightly, as soon as she spoke, the jade light was even better: "Well, there are two more corns." ”

Zhou Jiyou frowned and asked, "Why two?" ”

Shen Fei replied: "Two is enough, you still have to eat." ”

Zhou Jiyou: "......"

She suddenly stopped talking, Shen Fei was puzzled, and Mu Ran looked at her.

Grandma Shen shook her head, sighed and walked over to knock him on the head: "Idiot, the girl doesn't think it's less, she thinks that we should have one person at a time." ”

Shen Fei: "......"

Grandma Shen stood beside Shen Fei and said to Zhou Jiyou: "I don't eat, just one of the two of you." ”

Zhou Jiyou struggled to listen, but the "humanoid translator" was stuck at this time and was silent.

Grandma Shen stepped out of the door and went to cook in the tile shed, Zhou Jiyou had affection in her heart, her eyes moved to Shen Fei's face, and she stared at him.

Shen Fei's mind was still buzzing softly, and he felt inexplicably guilty that he would mistake her words.

Maybe it was because she had just accommodated their food, he thought, and he had misunderstood her kindness.

He wanted to admit his mistake and make amends, but he didn't know what to say.

After staring at it for a while, Zhou Jiyou sarcastically said: "Are you dumb again?" ”

Shen Fei met her eyes and said, "I'll make you a bracelet." ”

Zhou Jiyou: "......"

Shen Fei: "Good-looking, not ugly." ”

Zhou Jiyou: "......"

She has been silent, Shen Fei is not easy to assert herself, her eyelids drooped again, and her voice was lowered a little: "Bracelets, head rings, you can make a set." ”

Tempt whom? Zhou Jiyou is precocious, a precocious and unbeautiful little girl is not moved at all. But she was curious, he would make bracelets and headbands, what to make them of, and how?

She nodded and said nonchalantly, "Okay, you can make me a set." ”

Shen Fei's eyelids immediately drooped, his eyes looked at her with clear eyes, and said, "Okay, you wait." ”

You wait. It's like what you say when you say something harsh. Zhou Jiyou watched him turn around and run to the yard, pursing his lips and laughing.

I thought about it and stepped forward to keep up.

***

It rained overnight, and the ground became sober and soft, and when I stepped on it, my feet were covered with mud.

The yard is spacious enough, pomegranate, persimmon, locust trees...... Green leaves swagger. The surrounding trees are quiet and deep, and the green bamboo is faint.

A chicken shed is circled by the bamboo fence on the west side, and the hen with her chicks is pecking rice.

In the east, there is a large loofah vine, with wide green leaves, and the thin vines climb up to the top, winding around the horizontal strips, unswervingly looking for a new way of life.

Farther away, digging an old well, the bluestone of the well wall is covered with black-green moss, the edge of the wellhead is also black and yellow rotten, and the well rope on the wheel has a lot of worn burrs.

To the north of the loofah vine, near the kitchen shingle, a piece of reclaimed fertile soil is planted with small greens and peppers, and on the edge, two jasmine plants with petals like snow are in bloom.

Shen Fei leaned over to pick, picked up the hem of his clothes with one hand to make a basket, his eyes were quick, and he was agile and fast. In just a few moments, a jasmine full of flowers was picked and scattered.

Grandma Shen took a kitchen knife, showed her face in the tile shed and took a look, and shouted: "Stinky boy, don't you know how to feel sorry for the flowers, don't pick them like dogs?" ”

Shen Fei stopped the picking action, maintained his posture, and froze slightly.

Zhou Jiyou saw Grandma Shen's angry face, thinking that he had been counted down severely, and he didn't have any sympathy for him, but felt that you should be, such a beautiful and fragrant flower, and the good end was ruined by you.

"Huh."

Shen Fei bent down and turned his head to look at her.

"Didn't you say to make a full set, made of flowers?"

"Hmm." He struggled to make out the expression on her face, "You don't like jasmine?" ”

I can't talk about liking it or not.

It's just a matter of touching the skin of the mouth, but Zhou Jiyou was blocked by him twice before, and deliberately beat around the bush, saying: "What do you like, what do you don't like." ”

Shen Fei straightened his waist, with flower buds in the hem of his clothes, revealing his lean waist and abdomen, he was a young man who looked thin on the outside, but was actually very sturdy.

Zhou Jiyou accidentally touched the exposed skin, in the end, she was a girl who had just entered puberty, she knew how to avoid it, and quietly opened her eyes.

Shen Fei didn't pay attention, he lowered his head slightly, frowned imperceptibly, thought for two seconds with a little distress, and said slowly: "If you like it, I will do it for you, if you don't like it......" paused, "Just do what you like." ”

Zhou Jiyou raised his eyebrows lightly: "What I like?" ”

Shen Fei said, "Well......" His voice was low, like muttering to himself, "There will always be something you like." ”

He looked up, his eyes tinged with a hint of hope.

Zhou Jiyou and his thinking are out of sync, and they are more jumpy.

She reached into his rolled up coat pocket and picked out a beautiful blooming jasmine flower, gently twisted the green leaves under her fingertips, and said, "If I don't like you, I won't do it, so what about these flowers?" ”

Thrown? Or do you put it in your home and act as a fragrance by the way?

Shen Fei probably guessed her thoughts, and asked for no reason: "Have you ever eaten fried jasmine?" ”

Zhou Jiyou's eyes widened slightly, and he was slightly surprised: "Can you eat jasmine?" ”

"Yes." The boy's mind was simple, she hadn't eaten it, he wanted her to taste it, maybe she would like it.

The dark pupils showed imperceptible joy: "You wait." He turned and walked towards the tiled shed with the jasmine in his arms.

Again, you wait.

Zhou Jiyou glanced at his vigorous back, and thought: What is the mantra?

Grandma Shen broke cowpeas in front of a simple platform made of bricks, and Shen Fei walked over and said, "Grandma, let's add another dish at noon." ”

Grandma Shen didn't ask, glanced at the jasmine he picked, and understood everything.

The fingertips pinched the green skin of the cowpea, and with a little force, she broke off a piece, her hand did not stop, and she lowered her voice and said: "You tell grandma honestly, don't you still like this sister from the city?" ”

Do you like it? I don't know.

Shen Fei told the truth: "I just think that if I am good to her and my heart is in her house, I will live well." ”

He didn't know how to express it, he had no way of knowing Shen Xin's current situation, and subconsciously, he chose to believe that truth, goodness and beauty could sense each other and communicate with each other.

"If Xinxin comes back and says that she was well taken care of by her family, and I didn't take responsibility for her, I will feel guilty."

Grandma Shen knew that her grandson was kind, and she was deeply touched in her heart, thought about it, and asked him, "What if Xinxin is not doing well in her family?" ”

Shen Fei frowned, took out a small clean plastic basin from a pile of debris, and when he bent over, all the jasmine flowers in his arms shook and fell into it.

"At least you have a clear conscience." He took the basin and walked out, "Grandma, add an egg to scramble, it's not delicious to scramble alone." ”

He walked very fast, and after a moment he turned and disappeared.

Grandma Shen looked at the empty field of vision outside the tile shed, smiled shallowly, was extraordinarily generous, hung her neck, continued to pick vegetables, and whispered: "Okay." ”

***

Shen Fei bumped into Zhou Jiyou, who was standing at the corner of the tile shed, and his footsteps were stunned.

Zhou Jiyou hugged his arms, his head was slightly tilted to the right, and a pair of eyes looked at him without dodging or dodging, and he couldn't see his feelings.

It had rained, and it was cloudy and gray. The breeze is gentle and cool.

A nerve in Shen Fei's mind straightened, thinking she had heard it.

But Zhou Jiyou didn't speak, just stared at him.

Shen Fei quickly recalled what he had just said, and it didn't seem to be anything, neither praise nor depreciation, and no malice at all.

[Don't you still like this sister? ] 】

Suddenly, this sentence flashed, did he answer, no.

Zhou Jiyou was at this time, and asked coldly: "Are you ......?"

"It's not." Shen Fei rushed out of the mouth, out of the mentality of explanation.

But as soon as the two words came out, both of them were dumbfounded.

An embarrassing chagrin.

An inexplicable.

Shen Fei's ears burned, crossed her, and walked towards the well.

Zhou Jiyou followed behind, laughing: "You know what I'm going to ask, just say no." ”

Shen Fei was silent, and Zhou Jiyou didn't see his chest rising and falling.

Shen Fei threw the barrel towards the mouth of the well, and did not use the wheel to borrow strength, but carried the well rope himself, and quickly carried the water up with a swift movement. The muscles on the arms are tense, and you can see a bulge on the forearm.

Zhou Jiyou decided to retract his first acquaintance with him, he was quite energetic, and he stood for a few minutes with her suitcase, maybe he was really not tired.

He buckled the barrel and poured well water into the basin, and the jasmine flowers were swept around by the current, and one by one they floated to the surface, jade bones and ice muscles.

Zhou Jiyou watched him squat by the well and bow his head to clean the petals, his two arms resting on his knees, and squatting one step away in front of him.

"Eh, I'll ask you a question."

The petals were peeled off one by one, and the edges and corners were carefully washed.

When she calmed down and thought about it, she didn't understand the local dialect on their side, but he was thinking too much about it.

However, it was precisely because of this thinking too much that he became more and more irritable in his heart.

Zhou Jiyou was accustomed to his unprovoked dumb behavior, and asked directly: "Why is there a well on the mountain?" Did you dig through the mountain vertically? ”

Shen Fei: "......"

His hands were still pressed against the basin full of well water, and on the horizontal plane, his arms were surrounded by flower petals, and the contrast between black and white was strong. He slowly raised his eyes, looked at her, and said nothing.

Zhou Jiyou felt that she was despised.

She preemptively said, "Oh, it seems you don't know either." ”

Put your hands on your knees and get ready to get up.

Shen Fei hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head again, and said while washing the petals: "I can drill a well because this is pressurized water." ”

Zhou Jiyou: "......"

She didn't say anything, he thought she didn't understand.

He didn't know how to explain it to her in a simple way, and after a little thought, he pulled his hands out of the basin and gestured.

"There is a layer of soil above, and there is also a layer of soil below, and a concave channel passes through the middle, and the channel is filled with water, and at this time, a hole is drilled in the upper soil layer, and the water in the channel will be sprayed out under the action of hydrostatic pressure. This water is called confined water. ”

With that, he paused. Hydrostatic pressure...... Dig yourself another hole.

"Hydrostatic pressure is ......"

Zhou Jiyou said: "Okay." ”

Shen Fei stopped.

Zhou Jiyou stood straight in front of him, stared at his obviously long hair, and asked, "Are you in high school?" ”

couldn't keep up with her jumping thinking again, Shen Fei raised his eyelids, looked up, and found Zhou Jiyou holding his arms and lowering his eyes, with a hint of inscrutable love in his eyes.

“…… Third. He replied.

Flatbed's face, Flat's tone, he always has the ability to make her feel depressed. Zhou Jiyou walked back to the house and stiffly dropped a sentence: "You are in the third year of junior high school, you are amazing." ”

Shen Fei's throat was slightly blocked.

She is fourteen years old, the third year of junior high school, he is sixteen years old, and he is also the third year of junior high school, who is amazing......