After going around for a long time, the two finally went around to the park with the largest flow of people in Tassel City, and Jin Bu learned from Chongwen that there were many small stalls selling trinkets here. Most of the bustling crowd were elderly and children. All kinds of brainwashing advertisements are constantly repeated in the ears.

At the stall selling small accessories and sequins, Gu Yue was carefully selecting the objects she admired, and Jin Bu was glad that she had temporarily decided to let Gu Yue come with her. Today he finally understands why there is a saying that boys are from Mars and girls are from Mercury.

The Christmas tree decoration chosen by Gu Yue is completely different from the ideal style of gold cloth. Gu Yue likes more cute creatures. Jin Bu agrees with the angular geometry because it is full of mathematical beauty.

Gu Yue didn't give Jin Bu any affection, and directly said that Jin Bu was a pig's head. Fortunately, Jin Bu finally persuaded himself silently in his heart. Originally, the Christmas tree was given to Gu Yue, and the most important thing is that she likes it.

"Look, team leader, these kittens have words on them." Gu Yue squatted on the ground and chosen, carrying a kitten-style ceramic trinket.

Jin Bu squinted his eyes and looked, and sure enough, there were words on the cat's stomach.

"Is it true that the words on each cat's belly are different?"

Jin Bu also squatted down, the canvas bag in his hand tucked between his legs and stomach. Gu Yue moved some distance to the side, deliberately making a little space for Jin Bu.

"Team leader, let's have a game." The eccentric Gu Yue didn't know what he was thinking.

"You have to let me know what you compare first."

"Let's get each other's names from the inside first." The corners of Gu Yue's mouth curled slightly, full of joy.

"You say that as if this one can be played like this."

"The team leader didn't refuse but agreed, then I'll count three ~ two at the beginning."

Gu Yue quickly searched for it when he reached two, but Jin Bu didn't make such a big move, looking at it slowly, looking for it slowly.

Kim Bu was happy. At this moment, Gu Yue around her is like a little girl looking for treasure, smiling like an angel, I hope that every time I accompany Gu Yue, I can get such a healing. Jin Bu got up slowly, like a cat, gently stroking along the growth of Gu Yue's hair.

In the afternoon, it was still drizzling. The winter rain falls on the body a little biting, but fortunately, the people around me are warm. So no matter how biting the rain is, it becomes soft and warm, and even a little shy.

For the first time, Kim Bu experienced the romance of walking in the rain. Gu Yue hid under the umbrella, on the canvas bag in Jin Bu's hand, there were two ceramic kittens holding gold and cloth characters hanging on the zipper, and the two kittens on the schoolbag behind him were spelled together to read Gu Yue.

The two of them were very close, and Jin Bu thought that Gu Yue might be the lilac girl who walked out of Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley", and Gu Yue had a faint fragrance on her body. It smells sweet and smells pleasant.

Wandering slowly together, walking through the streets and alleys. This is Jin Bu's favorite rhythm, the winter rain made the busy city slowly quiet, Jin Bu quietly accompanied Gu Yue to go home slowly.

The reason why Kim Bu walks so slowly is only because he is fat and lazy. Chongwen has a classic theory of not losing weight, and Jinbu also has a classic theory of not exercising.

As long as someone complains that Jin Bu is lazy and slow. Jin Bu will reply: "You don't know why turtles live long, it's that they move slowly and have a slow metabolism, and I have a very advanced bionic health regimen." ”

Therefore, the weak yang is called the golden cloth turtle. Jin Bu felt that only those of the same kind could be friends. So it is also called the weak yang turtle. But Jin Bu knows it, and he really wants to compare it with the weak yang. What he can do is to ask the weak yang to be merciful. This point is relatively clear from the speed and efficiency of mountain climbing.

Not all the mountains behind the weak yang house are planted with evergreen cypresses, and there are also many unknown deciduous trees planted in the mountains. When winter comes, the fallen leaves are piled up on the slope, and the golden cloth does not feel the solidity of the ground when stepping on it. People walk on it, and if they are not careful, they will fall into the water.

The weak yang was not afraid at all, and threw off the golden cloth for a long distance. In order to maintain his balance, Jin Bu lowered his center of gravity in a half-squatting position, and his hands kept shaking.

"Hurry up, turtle, I'm still carrying a big lump of stuff." The weak yang is urging in front.

He had all sorts of items in his bag, a large bottle of soda brought by Jin Bu, and bacon sausages that he had stolen from home. These leftover New Year's goods from last year have been kept in the freezer of the refrigerator. When Weak Yang secretly slice at home, the ice on it had not yet melted. The rest are also weak yang secret sauces, paper cups for drinking soda, iron wires for barbecue, and so on.

"I said that I could go back by cutting down a small tree, and I really didn't want to climb the mountain." Jin Bu took a break on the road, panting with his hands on his knees.

"Now I can go up the mountain several times a year, since I have to go up, of course I have to have fun for a while before going down, I will help you get the Christmas tree, and you will even complain about the exercise with me. Excuse me? ”

"Okay, okay, let's barbecue at your place, I don't think there should be anyone in that kind of place, I don't want to go up the mountain."

"Go up and have a look, if the scenery on the mountain is better, wouldn't it be a loss if you don't go."

While waiting for the golden cloth, the weak yang secretly took out the wiping cannon, ignited it and threw it at the feet of the golden cloth like a thief. All he saw was a wisp of white smoke rising nearby, followed by sparks and an explosion.

"I really want to kill you turtle."

The weak sun dared to rush to the top of the mountain. The particularly unpleasant laughter is getting farther and farther away. Jin Bu cursed in his mouth, picked up the hard clod of soil in the field and threw it in the direction of the weak sun.

Sometimes not all hard work pays off, and from mountainside to mountaintop, all the way is brave, climbing cliffs and crossing wasteland. In the end, the two of them could only go to the wasteland where they had just rested, after all, the rest of the place they passed was surrounded by dead grass. It is too unsafe to use fire.

Weak Yang took the initiative to move stones around and surround it into a simple version of the stove. Jin Bu chose to collect dry firewood everywhere. The distance just now and the amount of exercise at this time, even in winter, both of them were sweating profusely.

Weak Yang skillfully ignited the fire, Jin Bu simply wiped his hands with a paper towel, and began to skewer the bacon sausage cut into slices on the wire. The two have a clear division of labor and perform their own duties. The moment when the preparation is complete. Open the soda and fill the paper cup. A rather foreign cheers. Both of them laughed and leaned back.

It's just that the wire prepared by the weak sun is too short. If you want to barbecue, you have to be close to the fire. Jin Bu laughed at the weak yang and said, "Your turtle is already black, and you want to be smoked again." Aha. "Jin Bu's laughter is cheap.

Golden Cloth went to find some long dead branches. Then wrap the wire around it, and you can grill the meat at the same time away from the fire

"Turtle, let me tell you that when you were looking for a branch just now, I threw a wiper cannon into it."

The weak sun poured soda, so it was some distance away from the fire. Jinbu's face darkened suddenly, and he hurriedly stuck the branch in the ground. To fly is to kick in the direction of the weak sun. Weak Yang seemed to know Jiuyang's magic skills, and dodged with a soda in a dashing manner.

"I should be able to sue you for intentional harm. Uncle's. Jin Bu didn't know why, and he stayed with Weak Yang and was full of unstoppable swearing

"I'll tell you again, in fact, I just threw the ignited wiper in your current place, hahaha." Weak Yang began to laugh wickedly on the side.

No sooner had the explosion in the fire ended, than an explosion rang out at the feet of Jin Bu.

"It's been a long time since you've been beaten, turtle."

The explosion is a process of energy release, and while the sound is transmitted, firewood ash is also raised. Jin Boo realizes that the bacon sausages by the fire must be added with strange seasonings. After the explosion stopped for a while, I went to check how much dust was on the skewers.

However, since the two chose this production method, they naturally didn't care much about these firewood ashes, and according to the old man, this kind of firewood ashes that had just been burned out was still a kind of traditional Chinese medicine. After a few strings, Jin Bu sighed that this is life.

"Turtle, why did you put a cannon in the fire, your brain is broken." Jinbu's mouth stinks.

"I just wanted to see if there was a fireworks effect in it, who knew that the explosion time was different"

"Fireworks, you can watch it during the New Year, it's less than two months. How to play this year's Spring Festival? ”

"I don't know, I haven't thought about this for a long time, I said turtle, do you only know how to study every day in Dongcheng, don't you know what activities will be held by the school next week?"

"Activities? What activities. I don't really know that."

"Next week, the school seems to organize all students to watch fireworks at night, right?"

"Why? Too much money in school and nowhere to spend it? ”

"It seems to be to celebrate the excellent results in the county's small class exam in the third year of junior high school, anyway, we can watch it."

"Hehe, this is my ideal student life, follow me to choose Dongcheng." Jin Bu's face was full of naked pride.

"yes, if you don't have to make a Christmas tree, it's a perfect day."

As soon as Weak Yang said this, Jin Bu remembered what he was going to do today, opened his mouth, stared at Weak Yang, and wanted to kill Weak Yang with his eyes. So they hurriedly pushed the stone stove and buried the fire with earth. Pack up your things and hurry to find a cypress tree suitable for a Christmas tree.

It is said that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, the weak sun is good, the physical fitness is very good when you usually exercise diligently, and you are still a good man when you go down the mountain. When Jin Bu came down the mountain, he was a fat penguin. Funny. Weak Yang couldn't stand it, so he specially found a wooden stick with a fork for Jin Bu to use as a crutch. Nor do they scare the golden cloth with a cannon like the same mountain.

Finally went down the mountain, and hurriedly started in the yard of the weak yang house, the Chinese pastoral dog tied next to the firewood house kept barking, and the barking Jin Bu was upset.

Originally, Jin Bu thought that it would be okay to hang the branches of the tree directly, but Jin Bu forgot that the cypress trees have leaves, and the clips on the trinkets could not be hung up at the maximum, so the gold cloth could only use the thin thread to sew clothes on the cypress tree to tie a knot more.

Weak Yang chose to do physical work, cutting the soda he had just drunk, and then finding soil in the ground to fill it with to make the base of the Christmas tree.

Unlike Jinbu's mother-in-law and mother-in-law, who dragged mud and water, Weak Yang chose to fight quickly and resolutely. Soon after making the pedestal, he asked Jin Bu to put the cypress tree in it to try, and when it was erected, the two of them were small, and the tree was small, and the weak branches could not bear the weight of the trinkets.

Jin Bu first pointed to his thigh, and then stared pitifully at the weak yang, who instantly understood the meaning of the golden cloth, left a sentence to rely on, and ran to the back mountain.