Liang Fanxin looked at the person in front of him stupidly.

Lu Yifan kept following her, looking at her, guarding the woman in front of her.

Time is quietly passing by, passing.

Ye Yipeng smiled: "Does this story need to continue?" ”

Someone raised his face and did not speak.

The other little girl who was hypnotized looked extremely clumsy.

Since when did I learn to wear a fat down jacket and quietly climb up the windowsill in the dead of night to look at the stars and write a diary.

Wei Chenglin, do you know? In the winter of 2009 in Beijing, it was never warm, and I always wore a lot of clothes, a very thick scarf, trying to make myself feel a little warm, but I was still so cold.

I don't know why, when it comes to winter, I will always miss sweet potatoes, and it is difficult to buy sweet potatoes in the market in Beijing, even if I buy them, there is no fragrance of your roasting.

When I think of sweet potatoes, I think of you,

Regarding our little sweet potato affair, I need to take my time-

When I was 8 years old, my mother smiled and said to me, Xiaoxi, you shouldn't be the reincarnation of the sweet potato goddess, right?

I pursed my lips, ignored her, and continued to nibble on my sweet potato, my face was full of sweet potato puree, and I didn't have time to wipe it. After nibbling on the sweet potato, I put on the orange cotton velvet hat and said, goodbye mom, I'm looking for my brother!

"Brother and sister affection?" No, it's just that all the roasted sweet potatoes have gone into my stomach, so I have to quickly ask my brother outside to bake a few more.

The cold wind blew in my ears, and I shivered with cold. In an open space in front of the house, in autumn and winter, there will always be many children to roast sweet potatoes, pick up a few small stones, dig a pit, build a simple stove, and then pick up some dry firewood, light a fire, and after the fire is hot, throw the sweet potatoes on the side into the roast, and when you smell the sweet potato fragrance, it will be roasted. These steps are quite simple, but I don't know how to, and I don't want to learn, for fear that my pink fat white face will be smoked into "black face Zhang Fei", because of chores such as roasting sweet potatoes, I will hand over to my brother to serve.

"Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, no, when your brother was roasting sweet potatoes, I don't know which naughty ghost threw in a cannon fight, and as a result, your brother's hand was injured......" Xiao Liang of the next door was panting, and his face was flushed.

I shouted into the house, Mom, something happened to my brother.

The elder brother squatted on the ground, holding his left hand with his right hand, and his expression was even more ugly than crying.

Mom was so distressed that she touched and stroked it, son, your hand can't be played.

As soon as my nose was sore, tears fell down.

My brother said emotionally, Xiaoxi, don't cry, my brother is fine, don't worry about my brother.

My brother's hand is injured, how can he roast sweet potatoes for me? I was so aggrieved that I sobbed.

Someone has the urge to crash to death......

Wei Chenglin appeared at this time, he was only five years older than me, and he was indeed the famous "Snitch Child King" in our village, stealing rice and collecting firewood, and turning over the door to enter the house. He once called many adults helpless, rolled their eyes, and said angrily that such children will either be hooligans or endanger society when they grow up.

He wore a shabby straw hat and held a few sweet potatoes in his arms, and said, I'll roast sweet potatoes for you, okay?

"Okay." I looked up, burst into tears, laughed, blurted out, and jumped up to collect dry firewood.

He set up the stove, and poetically I brought the dry firewood over, and struck the match, and when I was about to lead it to the dry firewood, the wind was too strong and it was extinguished. I quickly took off my velvet hat and leaned over to help blow the air. No, the fire is burning, but I cried, I was smoked and cried, he laughed, oh, you are like a little cat. Every time a sweet potato is baked, it is handed to me, and the fragrant taste is permeated in the cold atmosphere of winter, and a pair of small hands are also warm.

"I'll roast sweet potatoes for you, but it's conditional." When he said this, there was a gentleman-like smile on his face, which didn't look like the smile of a 13-year-old boy at all, "When you grow up, marry me and I, and promise to roast sweet potatoes for you every day." ”

"Okay." I tried to swallow the sweet potato puree in my mouth, without thinking, anyway, whoever bakes sweet potatoes for me is God!

However, I never imagined that there would be a boy who roasted sweet potatoes and came to my world from then on.

One day, Wei Chenglin said, we don't have sweet potatoes to bake, what should we do?

My face suddenly bulged like a bun, and I stomped my feet, I don't care about me, you have to get me sweet potatoes anyway!

Then you have to cooperate with me, he said.

He took my hand and tiptoed into the yard of an aunt's house next door, and then, he went into the kitchen to steal sweet potatoes, and I was outside to control the wind, and if someone came, I would learn to call a few partridge birds, and he would stop it, jump out of the open window, and escape.

The plan went very smoothly, he successfully captured more than 20 sweet potatoes, that day, after a certain aunt came home, stared at the bull's eye, crossed her waist, and was furious, which thief was so lacking in virtue and stealing sweet potatoes!

I pursed my lips and stole fun, I don't think that a certain aunt would never have thought that the sweet potato I was gnawing at this time was from her house.

With the success of the first time, after tasting the taste, we were bold, the second time, the third time...... People in the village complained that their sweet potatoes were inexplicably stolen, and suspected that a certain thief was a sweet potato addict who escaped from a psychiatric hospital. A certain newspaper also made a wonderful report on the mysterious theft of sweet potatoes in the village: the sweet potatoes in a certain village may be a new variety of sweet potatoes today, which attracted thieves to target them......

But, after all, we were discovered. That time, my voice somehow became hoarse, and I didn't care, and when Wei Chenglin got into an uncle's house to 'break into the house and steal melons', an uncle's son came back, but I couldn't scream outside the house.

"Say, did you ask Xiaoxi to help you steal sweet potatoes like this?" The fierce eyes of the elders fiercely killed Wei Chenglin, as if they were going to eat him.

Wei Chenglin was silent, lowered his head and fiddled with his shabby straw hat, squinted at me, and said, yes.

I was so surprised that I almost screamed, and my parents on the side kept giving me a look, I wanted to say, no, Wei Chenglin stole the sweet potatoes to roast for me to eat, but I swallowed these words into my stomach, after all, I was still afraid of the terrible black house that I planted. Because of this incident, the elders did not allow me to associate with Wei Chenglin anymore, for fear that I would be damaged by him. Dad specially bought ten loads of sweet potatoes from a neighbor's aunt, and my brother's hand injury was healed, so he could continue to roast sweet potatoes for me, but I always felt that the sweet potatoes he roasted were far less fragrant than Wei Chenglin.

I'm sorry. Xiao Xi was not brave at all and did not stand up and tell the truth.

When I was 13 years old, I went to middle school, and after repeated repetitions, I finally graduated from junior high school at the age of 18. After that, I went to work in the city, I don't know which city I went to, but when I packed my luggage and took the bus to leave my hometown, there were a pair of proud eyes full of expectation behind me, which were my elders, and I was admitted to the best middle school in the city.

Do you know? The reason why a sweet potato can excel is because she grows in an ordinary sweet potato group, once she changes places, she is just an ordinary sweet potato, just like me, when I go to the new school with all the excellent students, I am just an ordinary and inconspicuous one. The new environment did not bring me the joy I deserved, but it added a bit of sadness.

Every day is a "three-line" life, except for studying, I don't know what else I can do, that silly girl who loves to make trouble and loves to eat sweet potatoes is gone, replaced by a "good" student with four eyes who soaks in homework all day long.

Goodbye is something I never expected, and that evening, after eating in the cafeteria, my roommate and I went outside the school to buy basic chemistry tutorial books. When passing by the corner of the department store, there is the familiar incense, someone is shouting, sweet potato skewers, one by one, each string of incense is shining......

The sound is like incense. Slowly drifted into my heart. Looking up, Wei Chenglin was wearing a white-washed and faded overalls, which were stained with a lot of grease. At this time, he was sandwiching the yellowed sweet potato skewers outside, and he, as before, had not changed at all.

I whispered, bring me ten strings.

He was startled at first, and then screamed, Xiaoxi......

I will never forget that winter, an idiot girl made an idiotic promise to an evil boy, and it is still cotton, and the faint sweet potato fragrance in the air will accompany me, for how long? Forever.

I nodded slightly, you are so happy, you can still roast sweet potatoes like before.

He asked, then, do you still eat sweet potatoes like you used to?

I smile, if you bake it, I'll eat it.

He handed me the roasted sweet potato skewers, which are the ten skewers you wanted.

As a result, a very embarrassing thing happened during self-study that night, I, because I wiped out all the ten strings of sweet potatoes, I ate too much, my stomach was uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but fart, but the fart was too powerful, which provoked the students who were concentrating on reviewing to stop writing one by one, and more than 20 pairs of hot eyes shot at me. If there's a small crack in the floor, I'll dig into it without hesitation. Originally, this was embarrassing enough, but after a while, my stomach turned out to be troublesome again, and I couldn't help but fart again, and now, the eyes of my classmates shot at me again, and I also recruited the teacher on the side, Xiaoxi, go out for a walk after dinner in the future, otherwise I won't be able to digest it. The class burst into laughter, and I lowered my head, bit my lower lip, and reluctantly said, yes, I dare not say that I had so many farts because I ate ten strings of sweet potatoes, because that would only make me more embarrassed.

Despite this, my love for sweet potatoes has not diminished, perhaps, as my mother said, I am really the reincarnation of the goddess of sweet potatoes! Of course, I took a big step to prevent that embarrassing thing from happening again. Every time I finish eating sweet potatoes, I take digestive pills by the way.

However, since I met Wei Chenglin, I have reverted to my identity as a sweet potato goddess, not so much a goddess as a sweet potato queen, because I can have a loyal "male servant" Wei Chenglin to roast sweet potatoes for me at any time, which seems to have become a habit.

When I was in high school, I was sent to the final school, and the sweet potato stall that was not yet in the country moved outside the school with me, so that I could enjoy the delicious sweet potatoes again.

"Hey, remember the promise you made when you were a kid." I tilted my head and looked at the introspection blinking in the sky, looking innocent.

This was the first time I was studying in the evening, and with the help of Wei Chenglin, I successfully crossed the campus.