Back in the empty home, many oranges dug out from under the bed and took art photos that they had secretly taken out, black and white photos, each one smiling sweetly.

She put the framed and enlarged one, put it on the desk upright, stacked the others in the bookcase, took out her notebook from the bookcase, turned to the HAPPYLIST page, sat back in her seat, took out the pen, ticked several times in a row, and finally found that she still had two unfinished items, one was to "watch a firework" and the other was to "plant an orange tree".

Planting trees, she plans to go to the flower and bird market tomorrow, as for watching the fireworks, although it is now the New Year, but Shanghai is now banning fireworks and firecrackers, looking at the sky, this is force majeure, she really can't complete it.

However, at Grandpa's funeral, she saw a lot of people setting off firecrackers, the kind with a hundred sounds, barely counted, right? Thinking so, many oranges shamelessly marked "get" behind the fireworks.

She's going to die anyway, and God shouldn't blame her for a little lie, well!

After struggling with the list, she began to organize her things one by one.

The cloth shoes made for Jiang Nan were made two days earlier, so in order to avoid trouble, I will send them directly to him tomorrow.

The clothes in the wardrobe are packed and put away, so that my mother can clean up and be sad, and the bits and pieces such as jewelry dolls are also neatly arranged, and the textbooks and extracurricular books from childhood to adulthood are placed in different categories, so that it is convenient for those who want to take them, she wanted to pick out the composition text and diary and burn it, thought about it, and put it back.

It's better to leave a thought for your mother, even if it's just a teenager who doesn't know what it's like to be sad and say that it's sad.

After packing up all the things, sitting at the table, thinking about it, many oranges wrote down their login accounts and passwords such as email addresses, and at this time the sky outside the window was already slightly bright, she lay on the table and wanted to squint for a while before going out, but when she woke up, it was almost noon.

I just got some food and stuffed it into my stomach. Many oranges ran downstairs to send the courier, and then rushed to the flower and bird market, in the middle of a pile of "auspicious" orange trees, it was easy to pull out a small orange tree. After buying it and paying the money, I remembered to ask the boss: "Is there a nanshu for sale?" ”

"Yes."

Many oranges glanced around and asked weakly, "Which one?" ”

The boss rubbed his muddy hands and pulled out a tree: "Wow." This is. ”

"I want this Nanshu too."

"I'll give you a 20% discount."

After paying again, dragging two trees, many oranges did not go to the subway, but took a long-distance taxi extravagantly, looking out the window at the city she called home, a little strange, a little familiar, she seemed to remember many things, and it seemed that she didn't think of anything. When she arrived near her home, she dragged two trees directly to the holy place where her mother dug wild vegetables in her heart.

In the bustling city of Shanghai, only this construction site abandoned by developers can allow her to plant some trees at will.

Found the wolfberry wood that Jiang Nan picked for her, a short bush, already with tender green leaf buds, remembering the allusion he said, she tore a leaf and stuffed it into her mouth, astringent, bitter. Sure enough, it tastes like tea.

Pulling out my grandmother's heirloom shovel from my backpack, many oranges dug a hole on the right side of the wolfberry tree, planted an orange tree, and dug another hole on its left. Plant a nannan tree.

After finishing all the work, she was not in a hurry to leave, so she sat on the ground, in a daze, two trees and a small shrub, as if she was a family of three. In the spring breeze, swaggering, green and vivid.

If there is really a child, it is definitely not possible to call Jiang Qi, Jiang Qi...... It's very good~

The sun was setting, the sky was getting dark, she wanted to stay a little longer, the phone rang, it was her mother, and many orange eyes were hot: "Mom." ”

"Daughter, where are you now, have you eaten, are you having fun with your classmates?" Mother Xu's voice was a little loud, probably because the surroundings were too lively.

"Well, I'm very happy, it's our head teacher, I almost called my name wrong, and I'm embarrassed to say that I'm his protégé!"

"He teaches so many students every year, how can he remember each of them, besides, isn't he old and about to retire?"

"It's fast, well, don't talk about him," Orange snorted and said with a smile, "Mom, how are you and Dad staying in your hometown, are you cold over there, happy or not?" ”

"It's cold, but there's heating, it's warm in the house, your dad has someone drinking and someone playing cards, why is he unhappy! Of course, your mother is also happy, haha," Xu's mother thought of a happy thing, and was overjoyed, "By the way, daughter, sue you, just now your aunt was still thinking about being a matchmaker for you, I said no, there is a boy with very good conditions who likes you, and when the relationship is stable, I will bring it back to show them, and promise to scare them!" ”

"Mom, didn't I tell you, I didn't promise-"

"-Yo-yo-yo, it's really my daughter's older and I know I'm shy," the aunt on the other end grabbed the phone and shouted, "I heard it, Orange Orange, Aunt I will follow your mother to Shanghai in the next year, and you will bring someone to your aunt first?" The aunt promised not to sue anyone else. ”

Many oranges wiped away the tears that fell unconsciously, and their voices were brisk: "Auntie, don't join in the fun, hurry up and give the phone to my mother, I still have something to say!"

"Okay, okay, then it's decided," the aunt pretended not to understand, and handed the phone to Xu's mother again, "Your daughter called you to answer the phone!" ”

Mother Xu took it and said, "Daughter, what's the matter?" ”

"It's okay," I just want to hear your voice, "Mom, you and Dad are going to be okay...... Over there, I'm going...... Singing KTV, my classmates are still calling me, my phone is almost out of battery, if you can't get through to me if you can't get through to anything, just call amiable, she is with me. ”

"Okay, Mom knows, don't worry, go back early in the evening!"

"Hey~" Many oranges choked up and said softly, "Then Mom, goodbye~"

"Wait, daughter, what's going on with your voice today, such a nasal voice, you have a cold?"

"The wool dress I wore today came out, and it was a little cold outside."

"Oh," Xu's mother urged, "then go in quickly, don't freeze." ”

"Hey."

With almost all her strength, many oranges slowly pinched off the phone, calmed down a little, and dialed Yu Keqin's phone again, and there was continuous laughter on the other end of the phone, and Yu Keqin's voice was also loud: "Yo, you went on a date with your family today, remember to call me?" Say, what's the matter? ”

"In order to stay, I lied to my mother that you knew about attending the class reunion, she checked the post just now, I said I was with you, if she calls you back, you remember to hide it for me, don't show it!"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely no problem! You just have a good time with your idol, hahaha, I was showing off this to Fanfan just now, she doesn't believe it, hahaha! ”

Another big mouth, many oranges were powerless to stop: "What about you and your Zhu Xiaopang?" ”

"That's it," Yu Keqin became shy for a second, and said arrogantly, "I still have to look at his watch again!" ”

“…… Then look slowly, I'm hanging up the phone, be happy~"

"Uh-huh, honey, you are too~"

Everything that should be explained has been explained, and many oranges have read the text messages sent to her by Jiang Nan these days again, from greeting to confusion to eagerness to persistence, a long list, she has read each one, but she has not replied to each one.

People who are already irrelevant people, why bother with what to say and do, and trouble each other?

So, don't say goodbye, a qiē is still the way it is in memory.

How nice. (To be continued.) )