Chen Xiaoyu hasn't seen Deng Yinan for four years.

In the past four years, Deng Yinan has hardly returned to his grandmother's compound.

A row of willow trees on the embankment, with flourishing branches and leaves, light dancing branches, and mottled shadows.

Behind the two men was a huge plane tree, and the wind was whistling and rattling like a tide.

"So, you still chose the history department?" Deng Yinan asked casually, peeling a peach in his hand, the fluffy peach was pink and red.

Deng Yinan's gaze fell on the peach intently, his eyes were dark, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, the color of this peach was very similar to the crimson cheeks of the girl next to him.

The girl's soft gaze looked straight at him.

There was a hint of embarrassment in his expression, and he coughed lightly and continued to peel the peaches.

Chen Xiaoyu nodded calmly, and turned her face away, but her eyes were looking at the river in the distance.

The blue waves are clear, rippling slightly, the flow is slow, and the sun is sparkling.

"What do you think?" Deng Yinan said softly and handed her the peeled peaches in his hand.

Chen Xiaoyu was stunned, hesitated for a moment, took the peach, put it in his mouth and naturally took a bite, thought for a while, and then said, "Well, in fact, I don't have too many ideas, you know, I am not good ......at science, if you didn't teach me hand-in-hand, I don't know what kind of score I can get in the exam." She said shyly, pulling the corners of her mouth embarrassedly.

Deng Yinan smiled gently, and a trace of pampering passed imperceptibly in his dark eyes, "You think too much, who said that you are not good at science, isn't the score of the college entrance examination not bad, and besides, according to the current curriculum of economics in my country, the requirements for science are not high, and you can handle it." ”

Chen Xiaoyu lowered her eyes, did not make a sound, smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth, and continued to eat the peach.

Deng Yinan stared sideways, the wind blew, the hair was flying, and the wisps floated beside her ears, lining the skin behind her ears, delicate and fair, and creamy.

I don't know if it's a few years ago, but the girl in front of me has been like a new lotus blooming, slim, beautiful and lovely.

Especially the lips stained with peach juice, moist and red, soft and coquettish.

Deng Yinan's eyes were reluctant to take away.

I saw that she finished gnawing the peach, and carefully licked the remaining peach juice on her fingers.

Deng Yinan's heart was beating like a drum, his throat was tight, and his body was hot.

"Xiaoyu, I'm ......" his lips twitched, and his voice was hoarse and inaudible.

Chen Xiaoyu licked his fingers clean, naughtily "shh She jumped happily, and then, she turned her face and said, "Brother Yinan, what did you just say?" ”

"No, nothing. It's still your professional business. Deng Yinan held back that sentence and couldn't go on.

"Oh, let's not talk about it, it's already settled anyway." Chen Xiaoyu laughed absently, her eyebrows crooked.

Deng Yinan lowered his head, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he pushed his rimless glasses, and smiled gently, "Yes, don't say it, since you have decided, it has to be like this." Anyway, congratulations. ”

Under the sun, his smile was warm and warm, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Brother Yinan, you haven't been to grandma's house for a long time?" After a pause, Chen Xiaoyu asked.

Yes, it's been four years, and I haven't seen him come back during the winter and summer vacations.

Occasionally, I only heard my grandmother say that Grandma Deng's body was getting weaker, with high blood pressure, diabetes, and her heart was not very good, and she hardly went out except for the hospital.

"Well, I was doing an internship every holiday, so I didn't come back."

"Are you so busy?"

"Well, it's something else." Deng Yinan paused.

For the past four years, he has been interning every vacation. It was an internship, but in fact, he was working part-time to earn money, and the school taught him economic theory, financial knowledge, and trade processes, but he was not satisfied and wanted to verify it in practice.

In the early days, the more he practiced, the more perplexed he became, and the economic theories based on the planned economic system of the Soviet Union could not explain the booming emerging economy in the first place.

Although he was still facing a closed, conservative, rigid and rigid economic system, which was solid, in reality, the embryonic form of the emerging market economy was like a touch of fresh green blooming on the withered branches in the warm breeze of early spring, fresh and soft, which made people full of hope.

Since the theories he learned could not give him a reflection on reality, Deng Yinan set his sights on the West.

He obtained some Western economic works with the international students at the Sino-foreign Exchange Center of Guò University, and although the original books were boring and difficult, they still chewed them down with great perseverance.

The more he studied, the more dissatisfied he became, and he had to go to those real "capitalist" countries.

And the one who can accompany him to see the world has already identified the candidate in his heart.

Deng Yinan thought that he could accurately plan the route of his life, but he did not expect that there would be a fork in the road in this place.

He frowned secretly, and for the first time he felt a little frustrated,

"Listening to grandma, Grandma Deng is not in good health." Chen Xiaoyu said softly.

Deng Yinan nodded, silently.

After high school, Chen Xiaoyu didn't come back much, and every time she would hear her grandmother sigh, by chance, walking through the bamboo forest in the backyard, she could see a lonely figure sitting on the balcony of the small building from a distance.

The Deng family's small building finally implemented the policy and returned to the Deng family, and the downstairs neighbors all moved away and moved into the school's newly built teacher's apartment, the "tube building", across the road.

After the housewarming, the neighbors will still come to visit the door, talking about the feeling after living in the building, the excitement is overflowing, but the mouth is complaining.

"Oh, I finally don't have to pour the toilet, pour the spittoon, I'm not used to it at first, although it's a public toilet on the first floor, there are many people in the morning, it's too late."

"Yes, one house at a time, once the door is closed, the neighbors don't know what's going on, and no one can persuade them to quarrel."

The people who moved away said that it was better to have an old house, and they were not afraid of thieves coming in without closing the door when they went out, and the neighbors could help watch.

People who have not moved are envious, living in a clean building, no longer having to empty the toilet, no longer having to carry a bucket and basin to fetch water, and there is running water in the common kitchen.

The people in the patio chatted enthusiastically, and no one noticed Grandma Deng's staggering steps, carrying rice bags and quietly walking by.

"Oh, in order to fight for the property of this building, several brothers of the Deng family quarreled so much that they made a fuss on the street of the unit, and the old lady was still there, so they had to divide the family property, okay, the government mediated, and now they can't divide it, and no one will come back to take care of the old lady." Mrs. Deng has bad legs and feet, and it is difficult to buy rice and oil alone. Wenguang, if you're fine, find someone to help her buy rice for gas. ”

Grandma sometimes spoke to her son, and between words, she was quite sympathetic.

"Isn't the eldest son of the Deng family coming too?" The eldest son of the Deng family is Deng Yinan's father.

"The boss will come, but I heard that the work is sent to other places, and the second, third, and fourth children don't even take care of each other. When the New Year and the festival come, they will quarrel when they meet. There are a few people in the Deng family, except for the boss and Deng Hongmei, the other people, I don't know who the character looks like. ”

"Mom, now I think your three sons are okay, don't worry about you."

Deng Wenguang now has the sweetest mouth, and he can't pay for his life if he coaxes people to death.

"Then I don't have a lot of wealth for you to covet." The old lady blocked him, and her eyes were white, this son is not worrying, and people in their thirties are not married.