It is not possible but it is very likely that the fate of life is managed by an institution that cannot be seen or touched and has not yet been officially named, and there are many branches under this institution: otherwise, how could this matter of willow branches be so good now: the god of fate has just arranged for Teacher Ding and Teacher Dong to settle the dust of the ghost fetus in her and Duolao's hearts, and then arranged for Mei Zhen to send a letter.

After Liu Zhi sent Teacher Dong home, he detoured to Mei Zhen's house, and heard Mei Zhen's mother screaming at the first foot of the door: "Sister, if you don't come today, I'll come to you tomorrow, Mei Zhen sent a letter yesterday, telling you to hurry up, it's done there, I heard that it's hard to recruit a new person to go in." Girl, you know the words, go see it yourself; After Mei Zhen's mother finished these words, the letter paper passed through Mei Zhen's mother's hand from the desk drawer to Liu Zhi's hand.

It can be seen that these are handled by some of God's management departments with a very detailed division of labor, and you don't need to go through any formalities yourself, and the affairs of Shenzhen can be seamlessly coordinated with the affairs here, and it can be determined that those institutions are networked in that era.

The willow branch is twisting the dance at high speed and returning home.

My mother walked more than ten ways, asked someone to check the auspiciousness, and said that Liu Zhi would leave for the southern city the day after tomorrow.

Think about how long it will take to come back? Answer: It depends on when the study is completed.

The harvest of the Duolao family has just ended, and their own millet is waiting to be harvested, and the late seedlings of the two families have not been planted? Answer: There must be a brother of Lao Duo Lao.

I'm going to the southern city to earn tuition, and you don't want to go to the river to fish, I'm afraid that you will hurt your body if the river floods too much.

I'm going to the southern city to earn money, and you don't have to use a sack to fight the snake to redeem it, biting your mouth and removing your nose is not beautiful.

What if there is a Tan Xin in the southern city who asks you for sweet potatoes every day? So I wrote to Dohard.

If there is also a Wang Heng's mouth in the southern city, and there are thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers from Shenzhen to Yanjing, how can you win by writing letters? I ran to Yanjing.

Living mom, dead dad, living dad, dead mom, I'll only be home in a few years.

Wait until Dorau wears the doctor's hat and looks at the osmanthus in front of the gazebo with me.

Gotta pack your bags.

This bag is nothing more than supplies, and there is nothing soft about gold and silver.

It is said that the supplies can be basically done, and it is not to go there to settle down, and it is not to marry Duolao and prepare a dowry.

I heard that there is no winter in Shenzhen all year round, saying that the trees here have fallen leaves, and when the snow is falling, there are still green shades and flowers, and the girls are still holding flower umbrellas and bare thighs. Willow thought to herself, how bare your legs should be? Our girls here wear a pair of rotten trousers in the summer.

Okay, don't worry about these for the time being, let's take the clothes to bring first, she opened the old wooden box, and took out two sets of half-new and not old really good ones that Duo Lao bought for her, a jacket and a pair of coarse cloth trousers, it was enough.

She still has to tidy up these jackets, padded jackets, padded jackets, say goodbye to them, and deal with them the day she returns.

The really good shirt that Duo Lao bought for her for the first time in the county seat for five years was sleeping in the corner of the suitcase, she took it in her hand, looked at it again and again, its pink face had faded a lot, and even showed an old state, sad and wrinkled face. It's complaining that its master has abandoned it, and it's pitiful. She smiled apologetically at it, put it on her face and kissed it, her eyes blurring. Tears fell like pearls as she walked towards her shirtless and barefoot, with a bag in her hand, on the sun-burned path. She opened the shirt, but she couldn't help laughing, it turned out that Dorao chased after it like a bee, and almost every female student in the class looked at it with envy, and slowly stretched out her hand like pinching the tail of a dragonfly parked on the fence to twist the treasure, which now looked like a second-hand item worn by a doll to see if she could buy it. She tried to put it on slowly, her hands like the two wings of the rooster that had been slain on the threshold, and she herself felt that this position was very similar to the tied female rascal that Dorao and Zu Cun had seen at the intersection of the machine farming road as a child.

Willow folded up the shirt and wrapped it in an old cloth, and put it in her bag, which she was going to take with her, and to bring it back in the future, and on the day when she and Dorau were to ask Dorau to help her put it on, and the two laughed.

A cloud of happiness flew over her beautiful face.

Also, should I bring a toothbrush? If you want to bring it, maybe the toothbrush there is expensive. Do you want to bring a comb, you have to bring it, the comb there must be more expensive, because it will not be such a wooden comb. She lifted the comb to comb her hair, ha! I thought about something, but I didn't take off the hairpin.

She took the hairpin off. She had been acquainted with it for four years, and it was during her father's funeral, and she cried to death while wearing a filial piety hat, and every day she tied her hair like a sheep's tail, and I don't know whether it was taken by the filial piety hat or when she rolled on the ground, in short, it was gone, and it was replaced by a belt cut from rags. Several students in the class use hairpins, which can make the "sheep's tail" become a "bird's tail", and the girl's "installation" of a bird's tail on the back of the neck is much more beautiful and appropriate than the sheep's tail, "flying like a bird in the vast blue sky". Her mother gave her a dime, and she invited a classmate who was an expert in this area to pick up this hairpin at the Tuoshan Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

This is made from a wire that is bent and bent again, and it is also painted with a layer of lacquer, a delicate, beautiful hairpin. Pick up the hair, insert the clip through, pinch it with your hand, and it will be closed semi-automatically, and the hair will be clamped firmly, which is really scientific. She really jumped at the time. Now this hairpin, it has aged too fast, it has lost the radiance of its youth, and it is mottled and wrinkled. However, although the skeleton of "Lian Po Lao" is still quite hard, I didn't plan to retire it before, and now I am going to a big city, the big world, I have to replace it, and it doesn't cost much, so as not to let people see big problems in the details.

Suddenly, the sound of familiar footsteps sounded all the way from the floor by the ridge, her eyes were half-closed, and she was thinking with a face, and a red glow floated up her cheeks. If you use a thumbtack to nail her face full of red clouds at this time, a peerless **.

The sound of footsteps was definitely going to ring in front of her, but it was only three steps away.

But this time there was no absolute, and the sound became softer and softer, but it stopped at the front of the door.

This Duo Lao Ping said that the door that penetrates in and out like a shuttle, why is it difficult to cast a step? There are strange people all over the world who come here to compare with the strange, and none of them can compare. He used to tell her to lie down on the floor, and he pounced on her like a devil and pressed on her as a conqueror, and he didn't care at all, but today looking at the willow branch made him tremble a little, how the teeth collided a little with the bottom, and he wanted to say something to her, but he couldn't find the words or because he forgot all the words. Is he frozen? How can you fight if you are frozen?

Although in recent years, there has been such a strange phenomenon, not like a magnet, but like an iron stone, he has to be a certain distance away from her.

Although there are a thousand words and ten thousand words, they are silent across the door.

Willow plucked up her courage, pinched the hairpin in her hand, moved closer to Dorao, and gently commanded him: "Stretch out your hand!" ”

Duo Lao stretched out his hand in a daze.

Liu Zhi solemnly put the hairpin in his palm: "Take good care of it, you will wear it for me in the future!" ”

Then she wanted to hug him, but in the end she was still afraid, not afraid that her mother would find out, anyway, I don't know why.

Duolao's five fingers slowly closed together like a hook, as if he heard the sound of knuckles, and he held and held it, as if he wanted to hold it into the flesh, which was the most reliable safekeeping.

Duo Lao looked at the face of the willow branch, and he realized that her face was redder and more beautiful than the peach blossoms in March on the side of the floor, and it was brilliant. Only then did he think about why her mother didn't call her Peach Blossom in the first place.

He had only discovered her as beautiful as he had only discovered for the first time, and she had a prettyness and cuteness that he had never seen before. He didn't dare to pinch her face casually as before, and he didn't dare to look at it for a long time, so he slowly lowered it.

Dorau suddenly found that the middle of the five buttons of his shirt was swinging like a leaf in the breeze, and it turned out that it had only one thread hanging and would fall at any time. Immediately his mind turned, he took it in his hand, looked at it preciously, then gently wiped it, beat it close to his mouth and blew on it, stared at it for a while, and then said to the willow branch that was still standing in front of him and was looking at him like an oil painting: "Stretch out your hand!" ”

Duo Lao slowly put the button in her palm: "Keep it well, you will sew it for me in the future!" ”

There was a strange feeling in Duo Lao's eyes, he was afraid that Liu Zhi would see it, so he glanced at her in about one ten-thousandth of a second, and turned around ten thousand times faster than Teacher Niu's "forward-backward-turn", and then "started to walk", but he found that in that ten-thousandth of a second, Liu Zhi's eyes were rippling with tears and affection.

It's night.

The moon rises a few feet high from the top of the mountain, and the sky is full of stars like flowers blooming in the middle of the season. A few frogs by the pond don't know whether they are sad or happy, but in short, they are constantly clamoring to dub the night. The wind that you see slowly moving on the surface of the pond and on the tips of the grass on the mounds during the day gives me a restful rest at night.

At this time, if you look down from the sky, a figure on each side of the ridge stretches out one foot and steps on the ridge at the same time, so they meet in front of the pavilion.

There was a one-meter-wide slit in the middle, and both sides seemed to have kicked this "slit", and their feet did not go forward, looking at each other, but they did not hear who spoke first.

At this time, someone was saying, "Children, since you have already picked things out during the day, and you have all understood your relationship with each other, what is there to be shy?" ”

So they laughed at each other.

Yes, since the most difficult game has been completed during the day, from the ignorance of wearing a bonus to the clarity of this time, from the designation of parents to their own self-determination, from not being indifferent to being so extraordinary, from being like siblings to sharing a heart, from the ordinary of zero distance to the shame of the Big Mac, it is time to go from the shame of the Big Mac to the ordinary of zero distance, and the process of transformation is completed at the moment when the hairpins and buttons are handed over to each other.

They sat on the stone bench on which they had been sitting as children, paddling on all fours, and still had plenty of money.

Sit down and talk! What to talk about? Falling in love? They have been talking for eighteen years! No, the speech should be realistic, and eighteen years should be subtracted from the day they were born together until the moment when Duo Lao climbed up the ridge and beckoned to the willow branches.

Where, where to speak, to be realistic, they are at least seventeen years old to the moment they climb the ridge and wave to the willow branches, they are not in love, they are playing the piano indiscriminately!

It was those who played the piano indiscriminately that "played" each other's hairpins and buttons in a moment this afternoon, what was that? That's a token!

"Believe" your braincase! That's something harder than a marriage certificate!

They really didn't talk about anything, and Dorao and Willow really didn't talk about anything! Instead, Dorau suddenly said to Willow Branch: "Let me think about it, you go and get a notebook and a pen." ”

Soon, the kerosene lamp summoned the gazebo and the osmanthus tree and everything around it into the light.'

Liu Zhi opened the record book and put it on the stone bench, squatted down with more work, and made a few crosses in one go.

The sun is the same,

Lang Lang came and said that it was twilight first.

Cong [***] branch bud,

A new context.

Eighteen years,

I don't think it's rainy.

In the oath,

You are in the south, I am in the north, there is no north and south.

After writing, Sloy closed the notebook, picked it up with one hand, touched its cover with the other, and then handed it to the willow branch: "This is what the two of us wrote together!" ”

Liu Zhi took the record book, did not need to rush to look at it, held it flat on his chest, and said in a soliciting tone: "I will leave the day after tomorrow, and we will go to Shuangniuchong tomorrow to chop a load of firewood?" ”

"It's better for you to think about it, let's go chop a load of firewood together!"

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