Red bean dumplings are still the taste of childhood......

In the blurred vision, the fish in the picture of the lotus leaf of the fish play is hidden among the lotus leaves......

The warm water flowed through her throat, and the warm feeling spread all the way to her heart.

A pair of arms suddenly hugged her from behind, "What are you eating?" He"

With his hand, he snatched the medicine bottle from her hand.

She turned around, a little nervous, but finally relaxed and smiled, her voice was soft and broken, like beads gently colliding, scattered in the air, "Vitamins, all kinds of nutrients or something, Mom said, I want to take care of my body." ”

He looked at the medicine bottle, and sure enough, it was a nutrient.

smiled and hugged her, and whispered in her ear, "It's time to make up for it, make it up, hurry up and ......play with it all your life."

One one......

She let him hold her, wanted to speak, and finally rested......

As he promised, she ate three meals of red bean dumplings in a row, and three meals of black sesame paste the next day, and finally fulfilled Feng Yinuo's unfulfilled promise.

The taste in her mouth was completely sweetened by these meals, and she was so tired that she didn't want to leave.

After eating the sesame paste, she savored the remaining mush between her lips and teeth, and walked hand in hand with him in the twilight smoke.

In the summer of the south of the Yangtze River, the greenery is a thick and colorful landscape painting, take a deep breath, as if all the colorful mist is soaked into the heart and spleen with the breath, beautiful, transparent, drunk......

This is a completely different scenery from the north, such as the moist and clear woman, or the light dance, or the quiet willow.

"Dad once said, Mom, it's Jiangnan." She smiled slightly, a little proud, and a lot of nostalgia, "Mom belongs to Jiangnan, and Dad belongs to Mom, so Dad followed Mom to Jiangnan without hesitation, and they lived and died." Now that I think about it, my mother is still happy, since they were together, there has never been a separation, and my mother knows how to love better than me. ”

He just clasped her hand, "Sister, in my eyes, you are better than Jiangnan, because we have separated, so we will be more able to understand the difficulty of getting together." Sister, maybe we didn't know love before, but no one understands me better than you. Remember? We said that we would go to the end of the world together. ”

"Hmm!" She nodded, "Let's go to the end of the world together!" ”

It was getting dark, and she walked a long way along the riverbank, and she was a little tired and slowed down.

"Tired?" He sensed it and stopped.

In the dark gray night, his features were a little blurred, and she opened her eyes wide and smiled at him, "A little." ”

"Let's take the car!" He was ready to stop the car.

But she tightened his hand and stopped, "Don't, let's go!" It's rare to go this way. Once upon a time, our family of three often walked like this, my father held me with one hand, and my mother with the other, from the sunset, to the brilliant lights, and then went home, all the way, to buy me some snacks that I love to eat, every day is almost the same, I don't think at that time, later, I know that the simpler, the happier. ”

When he listened, his eyes were a little solemn, and there was tenderness in the solemnity.

Suddenly, he squatted down in front of her, "Come, I'll carry you back." ”

"......" Actually, it's not that I haven't memorized it......

She hesitated a moment before climbing onto his back.

He stood up easily and said, "Sister, my father is gone, and my second brother is gone." ”

"......" The clumps of nightshade on the bank of the river, his words came with the oncoming wind with the fragrance of nightshade flowers, and she listened to it, like a demon.

"Do you want to buy food? Can your stomach hold up? He asked, looking at the small shops selling snacks on either side.

She shook her head suddenly, "No, I can't eat it." Wait......"

He stood still, and she was on his back, reaching out to pick all kinds of nightshades planted by someone on the bank of the river.

"When I was a child, I liked to pull out the stamens of nightshade and string them into a wreath and wear them on my wrist and neck, which was very smelly and beautiful." She said with a smile, while weaving nightshade into a garland, thinking about it, hanging it on his ear, and then hugging his neck and laughing, "Second brother, big beauty!" ”

"Take it down!" He laughed and scolded.

"Don't take it! Don't take it! She leaned on his shoulder and smiled defiantly at him.

"If you don't take me, throw you into the river!" He made a gesture to throw.

She hugged his neck and chuckled, "You dare! You throw! ”

Of course, he was reluctant to throw it, and he smiled and played with her.

Eventually, she took off the wreath and hung it on a tree, her head still resting