Chapter 62: Taste
I continue asking for a ticket, and I ask for a variety of recommendations, and I click on Sanjiang and click!!!
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But after the training, Huang Xiaobin grabbed Lu Wenlong: "I have something here, you can help me hand it to Teacher Tang?" "Grabbed my sports bag from the eaves bench that sheltered me from the rain and unzipped it......
Fortunately, Lu Wenlong is an inch head, and the drizzle-drenched hair has a trace of white gas, if it is Ah Guang or Xiaobai, maybe there will be hair on his face, casually wiped it on his head, and nodded with a smile: "Hmm!" "Don't ask much.
In fact, I really have the idea of learning from the experience.
The thing is very simple, it is a small box of mung bean cake wrapped in colored paper and a letter, Huang Xiaobin seems to regard Lu Wenlong as a peer: "Don't flip around!" I'm doing it with all my heart, don't talk nonsense! ”
Lu Wenlong opened the book package with a smile: "I promise not to give it to the wrong person, and I promise not to talk nonsense." ”
Su Wenjin saw Lu Wenlong and the teacher's movements from a distance, and waited for Lu Wenlong to come over before quietly asking, "What's the matter?" ”
Lu Wenlong also whispered: "What about chasing Miss soup...... Ask me to help give love letters! He opened his bag and showed it to the little girl.
The little girl also giggled: "Why didn't he give it himself?" Cover ......! Stretched out his hand and leaned the umbrella a little closer to Lu Wenlong's side, secretly glad that the shoulders of the two were not too wide.
Lu Wenlong took it easily, leaned over the umbrella again, and exposed half of his shoulders outside: "Actually, I don't usually use umbrellas......"
Su Wenjin chirped: "Mom said that she often gets wet in the rain and has a ...... that will get sick on her head"
Lu Wenlong said knowingly: "There is cold, trigeminal nerve, there is a medical book at home!" ”
Su Xiaomei handed over her schoolbag and reached out to take Mr. Huang's gift and wondered: "What is it?" He put his little nose up and shook it and sniffed it, just like a kitten.
Lu Wenlong looked happy: "I don't know what kind of dim sum it is?" I pinched it......"
Su Xiaomei pretended to be an expert, and nodded expertly: "It should be a dim sum, it smells sweet!" Pinch the soft ...... Well?! I think of your spilled oil on your letterhead again! Why do you want to sprinkle wind oil! Toilet water is better, right? ”
Lu Wenlong was a little embarrassed: "Anyway, it's all those flavors!" ”
Su Wenjin crossed her hands on her waist, and felt that her image was a little rude, so she quickly took it back: "The difference is big, perfume, flower water, and wind oil essence are not the same thing!" ”
It seems to be, Lu Wenlong seems to vaguely remember the fragrance of yellow cypress orchid......
Su Wenjin pushed his arm: "What about you, why didn't he give it himself, and asked you to give it?" ”
Lu Wenlong held the stick under his armpit, held an umbrella in one hand, and hung the little girl's schoolbag on his back with the other hand.
After thinking about the cause and effect, he replied: "It seems that Miss Tang caught me out of the hall that time and was seen by him, maybe he thought that I was more familiar with Miss Soup?" It seems that he went to confess, hehe...... Nothing answered, wanted to go on the curve. ”
Speaking of confession, Su Xiaomei also gossiped: "I heard that there was a boy in class three who confessed to a girl, and he refused on the spot, so he cried!" ”
Lu Wenlong, who was burying his head and sorting out the things on his body, looked up in surprise: "Crying...... Is it a confession failure? ”
Su Wenjin hehehe: "I heard that I also took a bouquet of flowers, and I was recognized as picking them in the flower stand in the back garden!" ”
Lu Wenlong inquired carefully: "Is it really useful to take flowers?" ”
Su Xiaomei seemed to realize something, and quickly closed the topic: "How do I know about Lu Dao...... Don't ask that! After a pause, he whispered: "I sent the letter this morning...... This is what she wrote last night after biting the pen in the bed for a long time, it was difficult to write an essay, but it was different to write this, it seemed that there were a lot of things that I wanted to write, all of which were pouring out, and she had to hold the handle in her hand to control the writing of a full page without continuing to write more.
Lu Wenlong nodded lightly, a little careful on his feet, in addition to the main road, there are still many places in the small county town where the road is a little muddy, there is some distance from the stadium past the school gate, there is more yellow mud on the road, usually it's okay, it's a little rain, especially this kind of continuous light rain, once soaked, it's very slippery.
did not reach out to pull and hug, but naturally tried to straighten his chest as much as possible, and try to walk a little more steadily, so that the little girl could walk in the mud with a ...... to rely on.
Su Wenjin also seemed to feel it, gently reached out and grabbed Lu Wenlong's clothes, and walked together with one foot deep and one foot shallow, but his mouth was really idle: "Do you have to practice like this all the time?" Do you have to go to work today? ”
"Where's dinner?"
"Your mom didn't come back...... If only you could go to my house for dinner, my mother's cooking is still delicious, and I can pinch vegetables now, I know how to get water spinach......"
The closer you go, the more you talk......
In the middle of the thin rain, two small backs walked out of the school gate slowly.
When it came to the bluestone road, it was much easier to walk, the little girl stomped a few feet, shook off the mud on the soles of her shoes, pointed to the mailbox outside the school gate and smiled: "You said that you put four cents on it, go to the post office and go around and come back, isn't it a bit of a waste?" ”
Lu Wenlong shook his head with a smile and did not speak......
It seems that he had to get so close because he had to hold an umbrella, and this reason gave Su Wenjin a very good psychological hint, so he naturally squeezed under the umbrella, chattered more than usual, and kept walking home from school......
Sure enough, the next morning, Lu Wenlong was handed a white envelope by the cadre who was in charge of running the communication room: "Lu Wenlong's ...... It's so rare to see you have faith. ”
Because the main letters are mostly rural students, and there are more individual pen pals who like literature, Lu Wenlong, who has neither relatives nor friends from other places, has no opportunity to write letters at all.
A little smiled and took it, pinched it with his hand, and was reluctant to look at it, because the rain had begun to cool down slightly, the young man wore a jacket, put the envelope in his inner pocket, and came to the seat, Su Wenjin, who had already heard the class cadres shouting, put himself in the crook of his arm and pretended to sleep, and he could obviously see the corner of the exposed ear, which was a little red......
Lu Wenlong whispered when he passed by: "I also sent a letter today......
The little girl almost made an imperceptible slight movement, which led to the shaking of the ends of her hair, indicating that she heard it, but still did not look up!
But until class, Su Wenjin found that Lu Wenlong didn't read the letter, which was very strange, and made an inquiring mouth, Lu Wenlong patted his chest, looked relieved, and put up a finger, Su Xiaomei didn't understand what it meant after watching it for a long time......
After class, Lu Wenlong jumped up and took the gift bag and envelope to chase after Miss Tang who walked out of the road, and whispered when he started: "I want to wait for someone to see it!" ”
Precious things really have to be savored slowly when one is alone.