The Christmas spirit around the school hasn't completely disappeared, and many shops are still decorated in a Christmas style that won't be lost until the next holiday. Passing by several shops, Jin Bu noticed an unusual phenomenon: the few small shops he had just passed by were stacked with red apples for sale in front of the door, and the standing sign next to them said one yuan each.

Jin Bu rarely buys fruit to eat on the street, and the many types of fruit trees planted by his grandmother's family are of poor quality. Cherries, oranges, and peach loquat are enough for one person to eat. In the past, my grandmother always told Jinbu that the fruits outside were injected with pesticide hormones, and it was better to eat the fruits grown at home. Jin Bu used to think that it was better to use pesticides than peaches and cherries being bitten by insects and birds.

It is also the case that even the most common apples, the price of which is not clear to the Golden Cloth. Gu Yue lives in the city, not to mention fruits, and even daily food and vegetables have to be bought, and all Jin Bu thinks that maybe Gu Yue knows whether apples for one yuan should be cheap or expensive.

"Gu Yue Gu Yue, the apples just now are not expensive for one yuan." Jin Bu looked back at the apples stacked outside the store and asked Gu Yue.

"I'm not sure if it's expensive or not, but I know that these apples were sold for five yuan before Tuesday when they were packaged." Gu Yue gave her answer.

Jin Bu also understood the mystery of these apples, but they were just some peace fruits that were not sold out on Christmas Eve and Christmas. I really can't figure out that just one more package will increase the price by four times, and maybe even more than four times. Jin Bu can finally understand the word "no treacherous business" that Mr. Li said to everyone when he talked about profits.

"I remember when Sister Hong chatted before, she talked about the problem of over-packaging, this can also be regarded as a kind." Jin Bu sighed.

"I think it's a publicity problem, and some schools also promote themselves very well, but the students they teach are not satisfactory." I don't know why Gu Yue brought up the school.

Jin Bu vaguely felt that the school in Gu Yue's mouth might be Yingxiang Primary School, and when he mentioned his alma mater just now, Jin Bu found that Gu Yue's mood had become very calm, and now there is some loss in the calm. Jin Bu didn't dare to confirm it easily, although he didn't have a good time in elementary school, but after all, it was his alma mater, and there would always be an emotional foundation.

This conjecture made Jin Bu have to say something else, trying to chase away the haze aura on Gu Yue's body. It's a pity that it's useless, Jin Bu said all the way, and Gu Yue listened all the way. The two of them kept this state and walked to the cultural park near the school, which had just been built. Only then did Gu Yue open her mouth and propose to go to the Cultural Square to find a place with few people to sit and rest for a while.

In the square, I met the old man who picked up the bean curd to buy, since he had to sit for a while, it was a good choice to have a bowl of bean curd filling. The bean curd in Sichuan is all salty bean curd, and the bean curd in the tassel city is different except for one more choice of clear oil.

Gu Yue and Jin Bu both chose to add chili oil to the bean curd, but Gu Yue didn't like to eat soybeans, and asked the old man to add more dry pickles to suppress the greasy feeling in the bean curd. The color and texture of the bean curd just out of the barrel are very similar to the jelly made of milk, but the temperature is much higher than that of jelly.

Jin Bu didn't give a hint, so Gu Yue sensibly took back her bag, and said that she was just worried that the bean curd would be sprinkled on the canvas bag. Judging by Gu Yue's familiarity with the Cultural Square, Gu Yue should have gone to this place to rest and play, and after buying the bean curd, she took the gold cloth directly to the reading corridor on the side of the square.

Jin Bu took a look at it, and the promenade was of a very ordinary design, and the beams of the wooden structure were already covered with wisteria, adding green when they were not blooming, and when they bloomed, it must be a beautiful landscape. The open space on both sides of the promenade is full of greenery, but fortunately it's winter, and in summer it's a mosquito paradise.

Gu Yue explained that children basically don't like to come here, and adults rarely come and go here, so this place is sparsely populated compared to other places in the square.

After sitting on the stone chair, Gu Yue breathed a long sigh of relief, and then lowered her head to find the headphones. In the process, he asked casually: "The group leader used to study at Yingxiang Primary School."

Jin Bu put the gift at his feet and took a bite of the steaming bean curd. The cold spit into a plastic spoon, and then re-sent it to his mouth after blowing the cold through his mouth, and waited until the bean flower slid into his stomach before answering Gu Yue's question: "That's right, I am a high-priced student at that school, and my mother said that I spent a school choice fee so that I could go to elementary school there." The other children in my hometown should be in my own situation. ”

Gu Yue was not in a hurry, but first mixed the bean curd and accessories, and then waited for the bean curd to cool naturally: "Actually, I don't like your alma mater at all, team leader." It's even a little annoying. ”

"I guessed it, I didn't like my alma mater very much, and I remember when I was a kid, the benches brought by other children in the class were all colored plastic, not only beautiful colors, but also printed with cartoon patterns. My little bench is made of wood, which is not only ugly but also heavy. But I have low self-esteem. At that time, I was too embarrassed to leave my seat, for fear that others would see that my bench was ugly. Jin Bu felt that the bean curd was too hot to eat for a while, so he put the bean curd on the stone chair and seriously shared his elementary school experience with Gu Yue.

"I didn't expect you to start loving face when you were a child, what is wrong with the wooden bench, it is much stronger." Gu Yue thought about it, pulled out the headphones plugged into the phone, and put them back in her bag, feeling that it was more comfortable to sit and chat with Jin Bu than to listen to songs.

"Now I think the same way, when I am older, my thinking is different from when I was a child. You don't know I didn't even dare to wear shorts when I was a kid. Kim Bu talked about the familiar issues, and the tone of his voice was different.

"I know, it's because your leg hair is too long, team leader." Gu Yue dug up a small bit of bean curd with a milky white translucent plastic spoon and tested the temperature. It's still a little hot, so I let the bean curd continue to cool down.

"It's not that when my mother was pregnant with me, she spent time in Xinjiang, so she ate a lot of yak meat, which caused me to have strong leg hair." Explaining why his leg hair is so long, in order to make the bean curd colder, he chooses to stir the bean curd with a spoon to increase the area in contact with the cold air.

"It seems that the team leader, you didn't have a very comfortable time in elementary school." Seeing Jin Bu's movements, Gu Yue pushed Douhua in front of Jin Bu.

Jin Bu also understood, and used his other hand to stir Gu Yue's bean curd.

"It's okay, it's just that I have unpleasant memories, I still love my alma mater more, but Gu Yue, why don't you like Yingxiang?" Jin Bu knew that Gu Yue's alma mater was not Yingxiang Primary School, and he couldn't guess why Gu Yue didn't like Yingxiang, so he asked directly.

"I don't want to say it now, but I won't say it until I think I can say it later." Gu Yue tactfully refused to answer Jin Bu's question. Fortunately, Jinbu is not really interested in this issue. There is no need for Gu Yue to answer.

But I suddenly remembered that when I used to go to school, the aunt and daughter of the snack bar near the station hated Jinbu and their group of boys. I don't know if it's because some boys privately say that the little girl is stinky mud. Jin Bu also felt that the little girl smelled strange, and now remembered that it should be the girl who stayed at the barbecue stall for too long, and her body was stained with some oil.

Gu Yue ate bean curd elegantly a little excessively, it really seemed like counting spoonful by spoonful. After Jin Bu ate the bean curd for a long time, he saw the bean curd in the Gu Yue bowl bottoming out. While waiting, Jin Bu could smell a faint fragrance on Gu Yue's body. Compared to Wednesday night, it was much lighter, and it was clear that there was still the smell of gunpowder in the air that night.

In fact, Jin Bu thought that Gu Yue would give him a part of the white bean curd, but in the end, Gu Yue only gave Jin Bu an empty bowl after eating. No matter how dissatisfied Jin Bu's eyes were, he had to help Gu Yue lose it.

Snacks are the best food that can change people's mood, not to mention eating this sweet bean curd. Tender but not old, tender but not soft, fragrant and long. Coupled with just the right ingredients, Jin Bu looked at Gu Yue and always felt that she had some kind of ghost idea.

"The team leader will come and carry me back." Jin Bu's guess was indeed correct, and what Gu Yue said made Jin Bu unable to think of anything.

"I refuse, although you are small, but I am so weak, I will die on my back." Jin Bu felt that the answer to this kind of question could not be hesitated, and it was the best choice to directly deny it.

"Then let's make a bet, and if you lose, you will carry me." Gu Yue changed her way of thinking.

"If you don't come, you won't come, and if you can't carry it, you can't carry it." Jin Bu didn't want to give Gu Yue a chance.

"Okay, okay, then let's go back, or you won't have to take the bus to take you home later." Gu Yue looked at Jin Bu like a stone and walked ahead.

"Mm-hmm, just remember the time." Jin Bu got up and patted the dust off his buttocks, and followed with the gift in advance.

"Team leader, you have to remember that when you are with me, you must walk behind me." Although Gu Yue didn't look back, her voice was clear.

"Why, it shows that you can walk faster than I have long legs." Jin Bu followed, and took the initiative to take Gu Yue's canvas bag behind Gu Yue's shoulder.

"Because only in this way, I won't see your back, and I don't have to worry about the team leader leaving." Gu Yue turned to look at the golden cloth, and the breeze blew away the hair in front of Gu Yue's forehead. It turns out that the eyes are really able to talk and convey feelings.

Gu Yue's residential community looks very modern and stylish, many of the storefronts on the first floor are used to run restaurants, there is a large department store next to the door, next to a baby goods store, several rocking cars in front of the door have been playing nursery rhymes.

Jin Bu and listened to almost three songs, which means that Gu Yue has gone home for almost 10 minutes. I don't know how long Gu Yue will have to wait for Gu Yue to come down, and all Jin Bu can do during this time is to listen to children's songs and stare at the surrounding stores in a daze.

This kind of scene is very familiar to Jinbu, who used to go out on the street with his mother when he was a child, when his mother was picking things. Jin Bu likes to observe the shops around him, and his favorite thing at that time is the toy store to see, and even if he can't play with a wide variety of toys, just looking at it is enough to make Jin Bu happy.

"The team leader gave me back the gloves." Gu Yue is important.