Light years like a stream can never stay in a certain chapter of life and become eternal pride.

As a result, beautiful things are fleeting and slip out of your hands.

The extension of time has pale the originally beautiful story, and the rust of the years has soaked the originally very moving experience into a vulgar one.

Of course, sometimes I will inevitably fall, but I will smile and raise my arms again.

Nothing really knocked him down, he was not a snail who won the weak, sinking into a cramped dwelling.

Of course, sometimes it is inevitable that the audience will not enter the play, and the prelude to the comedy will be low-key, so the banquet will sigh in response, not tears of mockery and kindness, nor fragile sympathy.

The moment when the play finally ends, you must wait patiently. The story is constantly continuous, and there is a sly prophecy hidden between the lines of flowing words.

Finally, when he looked back, he couldn't remember the past, the background was blurred, the flowers were gone, and only endless sadness came to his heart.

Later, he finally learned how to knead dough.

I finally know what it means to cry without tears.

"That's it."

Liu Ruixuan carefully swept the chopped green onion to the bowl on the side, took another green onion, thought about it, and reached out to take four of them.

"You have to have a heart." Hu Lai reminded on the side, "Don't be too complacent, you're playing fishing now." ”

Liu Ruixuan smiled and looked at the green onion on the board in front of him very carefully, "I should know that I have caught a catch, is it still a pencil knife?" ”

"It's okay, my mind is still clear." Hu Lai sat on the bamboo chair and crossed Erlang's legs.

"Look at what you look like," Liu Ruixuan raised his eyes and glanced at Hu Lai, "It's getting more and more like your father." ”

"Hey!" Hu Lai suddenly came to his senses, "If this was put aside three years ago, I would not have agreed." ”

"Huh." Liu Ruixuan snorted and shook his head slightly.

Three years ago?

Three years ago, he suddenly remembered his cousin.

How fast, in a blink of an eye, five years have passed.

Hu Lai has grown taller, and he has also grown taller.

Cheol Cheol and Xiu Xiu also grew taller.

Cousin, you should be taller, right?

Changgao chats about cousin, what does it look like now?

"My dad is obedient now," Hu Lai's voice interrupted Liu Ruixuan's thoughts, "My dad is now the only one who looks forward to my mother, let him go east he doesn't dare to go west, let him beat dogs he doesn't dare to catch chickens." ”

"Yes." Liu Ruixuan smiled, glanced at Hu, lowered his head, and cut the green in front of him with his heart

"Ruizi, come, give Uncle a smile." Hu Lai suddenly made a strange sound, which made Liu Ruixuan laugh out loud, holding the hand of the catcher, and also trembling.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to tease you." Hu Lai hurriedly waved his hand at Liu Ruixuan, "Heart, you are playing catching." ”

"Don't worry, I've got it."

Liu Ruixuan smiled and raised the catch in his hand, glanced towards the gate of the courtyard, and then looked up at the sun above, and the sun above his head had quietly moved to the top of his head.

The deceased is like this, reluctant to give up day and night, and it is indeed right.

Hurry up.

It's still a university question for a while.

"You go to the house to get the spices, I don't know what to use," Liu Ruixuan glanced at Hu, "I'll cut the green onions, and you can mix the oil, so you can save a little time." The oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are all on the cabinet on the right hand side of the door. ”

"Okay, be careful." Hu replied, got up from his chair, and walked towards the house.

"Don't worry." Liu Ruixuan smiled, pressed his left hand on the five or six shallots, picked up the catch with his right hand, and began to chop it up one by one.

Sure enough, practice makes perfect!

Liu Ruixuan smiled, from the original chopping and pausing, it slowly turned into a non-stop pause.

"Rui, are you home?"

A voice came from the courtyard gate.

"Yes. Come on in. ”

Liu Ruixuan responded and continued to chop the green onion in his hand.

"Rui!" With a shout, the courtyard door was opened, "Rui has news for you. ”

"Hmm." Liu Ruixuan looked up at the gate of the courtyard, and saw Tian Jingjing walking over.

What is she here for?

Liu Ruixuan lowered his head and continued to cut the green guards under his hands

"Rui, do you know how to make bread? It's amazing. Tian Jingjing leaned over and looked left and right.

"I'm studying, do you have something?" Liu Ruixuan replied without raising his head.

He didn't have the time to talk to Tian Jingjing.

He wants to learn how to make stickers, and Xiuxiu and Cheche will come back for dinner in a while.

"Tian Jingjing, you won't come to talk to Rui, right? We're not free, we're busy. A voice came from the house, "If you have something, please go back." We don't care about the food. ”

Liu Ruixuan couldn't help laughing when he lowered his head and continued to chop the shallots under his hand, one by one, much faster than before.

Sometimes, he actually envies the coming.

If there is anything to say, it is straightforward, and there is no scruple at all.

And he, not so good, will always think too much.

"Hulai, you're here too." Tian Jingjing shouted into the house, "I'm not here to eat, I just came back from town and saw a message and wanted to tell Rui." ”

"Rui, don't be upset." Tian Jingjing's voice suddenly became a little muffled, and he leaned over to the table.

"Hmm." Liu Ruixuan replied disappreciatively.

What is there for him to be sad about? The results of the promotion have long been here.

Hu Lai snorted, and walked out with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, "Okay, Tian Jingjing, there is something to do, we are all busy when we leave." ”

"Rui, I just saw your name on the list of freshmen in Zhenxi Middle School, and you are ranked first." Tian Jingjing glanced at Hu Lai quietly, "Hu Lai is ranked fifth." ”

"Cut!" Hu Lai snorted and walked over, "Of course Rui is the first." ”

Isn't that right?

Zhenxi Middle School?

What do you mean?

Hu Lai was taken aback, and looked at Chaotian quietly: "What are you talking about?" How can there be a Rui list on the list of freshmen of Zhenxi Middle School? Rui is going to Jingyun No. 1 Middle School. ”

"I'm not Hu, I just saw Teacher Zhang at the entrance of the village, he came back from the town education office, and he has the list of new students from our class Zhenzhong Middle School and Zhenxi Middle School." Tian Jingjing hurriedly explained.

"Cut, come less." Hu Lai snorted, "If Teacher Zhang knows, he will definitely be the first to inform Rui, not you." ”

"Teacher Zhang is outside the courtyard gate." Tian Jingjing pointed out the courtyard door.

Hu Lai turned his head and looked outside the courtyard gate, and sure enough, he saw that Mr. Zhang, who was over half a hundred years old, was wearing black clothes and stepping on a pair of black old cloth shoes, and walked in from outside the courtyard gate.

Hu Lai gently touched Liu Ruixuan: "Rui, look, Teacher Zhang is here." ”

Liu Ruixuan looked up and saw Teacher Zhang coming over, with no smile on his face, and he seemed to be a little tired. His heart tightened inexplicably.

"Teacher Zhang, why are you here?"

Liu Ruixuan shouted softly and looked at the briefcase that Teacher Zhang was carrying.

Tian Jingjing, it shouldn't be true, right?

His results have already been announced, and he is higher than that Su Qianqian's ranking.

He was going to Jingyun No. 1 Middle School, not Zhenxi Middle School.

"Teacher Zhang." Hu Lai also shouted softly, glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and then turned to Teacher Zhang, "Tian Jingjing, she saw the list of me and Rui on the list of freshmen in Zhenxi Middle School, this, is this true?" ”

Liu Ruixuan shook his hand slightly, lowered his head, and listened with bated breath.

"Yes." Teacher Zhang's voice suddenly came, the voice was slightly hoarse and almost low, and it was a little overwhelming, "The Olympiad class of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School has been disqualified from admission this year, and Rui will no longer be Jingyun." ”

At that moment, Liu Ruixuan could only hear the words in his head, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Teacher Zhang is not there.

He's coming to learn how to make cakes at home.

It's all just an illusion.

Yes, hallucination, he's cutting vegetables.

Well, chop vegetables!

He habitually raised his grip to catch and continued to chop vegetables, one by one, but found that the board in front of him and the green onions on the board suddenly became blurred.

There was a "bang" sound, as if something fell to the ground.

Hu Lai came back to his senses, looked at the soy sauce bottle that fell in front of him, and suddenly felt that his nose was sour, and he raised his eyes to look at Liu Ruixuan beside him, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Rui, your hand is bleeding, you chopped your own hand." ”

Hu Lai snatched the catch that Liu Ruixuan was about to cut off, threw it on the board, and grabbed Liu Ruixuan's hand, "Rui, your hand is bleeding." ”

Is his hand bleeding?

Liu Ruixuan turned his head abruptly and looked at the panicked Hu Guan.

It must have been a joke.

His hand is bleeding, will he not feel pain?

How did it become obscure? It must have been noon.

The sun was so dazzling that he couldn't even see clearly.

So much so that I can't see it clearly.

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