At first he rode fast, then slowed down when he got out of the crowd.

Wang Menglai dragged the back seat, for fear of being thrown down by him.

"Where are you a goblin?"

Jiang He smiled: "A province." ”

"Are all the people in province A like you?"

- Are they all as good-looking as you?

"Haha, yes."

Wang Menglai smiled slightly.

Jiang He looked back at her: "Are the girls in City B as savage as you?" ”

"Won't you read it yourself?" Wang Menglai carefully held his shoulder and stood up and patted his head, "Ride well!" ”

He learned a truth. There is a little tenderness in savagery.

Just like my grandmother said.

Then obediently turn around and go back.

The car slowly rode to a less crowded place, which was her usual way home. Two polluted factory roads. Originally, after passing through the second bus company, it should be a vegetable farm, and there were her friends in this vegetable field, but unfortunately the vegetable farm moved later, and her friends could not be found.

Although nothing exists, childhood is not a dream. In retrospect, everything seems to be false, but the affection must have been real.

The spring wind is so gentle, blowing cold on the face. The sun sparked her face, and the meager temperature penetrated deep into her skin.

"You have a nice voice, can you sing me a song?"

Wang Menglai's thoughts were in the midst of fond memories when he suddenly interrupted. And make such unreasonable demands.

She replied ruthlessly: "Then why don't you sell sex when you are so good-looking?" ”

"You don't sing, do you?"

Jiang He didn't look back, his eyes looked up, and he was displeased.

Suddenly shook the body, like drunk. It's shaky, but it's steady.

Wang Menglai didn't expect him to come out, and immediately hugged him tightly, and sang in a rough voice:

"Get up!

People who don't want to be enslaved!

。。 ”

Her original timbre is very moist, and she should sing very well. It's not that she doesn't sing seriously now, it's just that this tune doesn't match her appearance.

Jiang He didn't say anything, and smiled very brightly.

After singing the "March of the Volunteers" impassionedly, he sat down. I was even more dissatisfied with him in my heart.

He walked all her way home, and he was about to reach Wangzhuang, and she was bottomless.

Pull his sleeve and say, "It's time for you to go home." ”

He smiled and said, "I'm going home." ”

"What are you going home, this is my way home! Are you a hooligan, and you followed me home? Why is the eyesight so bad when a young man looks good? ”

Wang Menglai thought that he couldn't retaliate when he rode a bicycle, so he pinched him in the back, just to get angry.

It's a pity that the brain circuits of the two of them are never the same line.

Jiang He stopped the car, and Wang Menglai suddenly panicked, thinking that he was going to beat himself.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the front to sit.

It was the first time she had sat in the front, and she hugged his waist for fear that he would be unsteady when she grabbed the handlebars.

It was the first time she hated the two-eight-bar bike.

It seems how close their relationship is.

This car was given to her by Grandma Wang next door. It's been some years. Grandma Wang cherishes it very much. It's broken, and it has to be fixed no matter what you do. Grandma Wang and Grandpa Cheng rode this car to go on a date when they were young. The love of the older generation is beautiful when you think about it.

"Wang Menglai, if you knew who I was, I wouldn't have said this."

"Who are you?" She was hugging Jiang He's waist, she didn't look up, and her buttocks hurt when she was sitting on the bar in front of her. I realized how funny my question was and changed my words, "Jianghe, who are you besides Jianghe?" ”

He sighed helplessly, rubbed her head and said, "Wang Menglai, you forgot me." I still remember your name. ”

“？？？”

Wang Menglai didn't understand.

Could it be that he is so familiar because he remembers his own name?

After crossing the bridge, you will arrive at the place, and the bridge is engraved with the three words of Wang Zhuang Group. On the way home, I passed by various trees, peach trees, pear trees, date trees, and ginkgo biloba... Almost every household here has planted trees and raised flowers.

The second house in the east is her family, the third is Grandpa Cheng's house, the fourth is her second uncle's house, and the fifth is her father's house... In a Zhuangzi, every family is familiar with each other.

After passing the shed of the second uncle's house, I saw the home, and Grandpa Cheng was boiling water and using the stove. Add water to the top of the stove and carbon to the bottom. He sat on a bench by the stove, holding a fan in his hand and fanning the wind against the charcoal.

He was not surprised to see the two of them sitting together, and beckoned to them eagerly, "Come on, come on, your grandmother has bought you strawberries to eat." ”

Wang Menglai wanted to get out of the car, but he didn't listen, and rode straight to Grandpa Cheng's house. I happened to see Grandma Wang in the house washing strawberries and walking towards them. When she saw the two of them leaning together, Grandma Wang was happier than Grandpa Cheng.

"Come on, come on, eat strawberries."

When she arrived at the front of the house, Jiang He stopped, and Wang Menglai ran towards her with a smile.

Jiang He was dissatisfied with such a big change in her attitude, and snorted coldly after her.

I don't see her like this at school, and she looks very good when she smiles, giving people a clean and gentle feeling.

Especially the meat on the face, I don't know which family raised the pig.

Jiang He took the strawberry and threw it into his mouth, and Grandma Wang fed her herself.

I understand, dare to love is a pig raised by home.

He put his hand on Grandma Wang's shoulder, and said with a proud face: "Grandma, I have studied hard today, and I didn't hook up with the little girl." ”

？

Wang Menglai is a little hot, isn't she a girl?

Angry and surprised, her unfriendly eyes slowly glanced at him.

Grandma Wang touched her head and kicked him in the ass while he wasn't looking. Jiang He reacted quickly, and dodged with a twist of his buttocks.

"Are you bullying dreams, kid? What did I tell you this morning? ”

"Where do I have it? Grandma, you have to ask me to go to school early in the morning, the school is not open, and I have been blowing the wind outside the door for a long time. ”

He said aggrievedly, "If this black egg hadn't pulled me in, I might have fallen asleep at the door." ”

Wang Menglai's bottom line can be regarded as being picked by him.

Black fat short, it's so good, I mentioned it all over again.

That bastard this morning is you. You don't sleep, and I don't sleep.

This hatred has been recorded!

Grandma Wang's relatives are my relatives, I don't remember the villain, bear with it first!

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll let you sleep outside tonight." Grandma Wang pinched his ears in warning.

She said against her will: "Grandma, is this your grandson?" It's so good-looking. ”

Jiang He begged for mercy again and again: "Wrong, wrong, wrong." She's not a little black egg. ”

Wang Menglai hid behind and snickered.

"Grandma, I'm home cooking. Meng Ling came back after me, and I must have been scolded. I'll come back to grandma later. ”

"I'll come to grandma's house for dinner later, everything you make at noon is what you like to eat."

Grandma gave up his ears and turned to whisper to her.

"Okay." Wang Menglai responded.

Jiang He in the back chattered unconvinced: "Grandma, obviously she is here to pick up the wind and wash the dust for me, how can she make what she likes to eat?" ”

"You don't like what grandma makes, don't you?" Grandma Wang glanced at him with a smile and stuffed strawberries into his mouth.

He wrinkled his eyebrows, "Why don't I like to eat what you do." ”

"That's fine." Grandma Wang patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction.

The river is still displeased.

That's right, that's not the case.

Grandma Wang walked to the 28 bar and caressed it carefully.

"Your grandfather used to ride this car to me out to play, and your mother also rode this car with your father back then, and now it's your turn."

Jiang He glanced at the next door and scratched his head irritably: "What? ”

"Menglai is a good and sensible child, you are not allowed to bully her. If you want to pursue someone, you have to squeak with me first. ”

Jiang He sneered confidently: "She's black, stupid, short, fat and ugly, how can anyone like her?" Not even as good as her sister. ”

Grandma Wang suddenly became serious and reproached: "Bah! This is only allowed to be said by others, not by you. If you don't like it, don't you want to make people hear? There's nowhere to rush anymore! ”

The house was quiet, except for the TV in her grandmother's room.

After Wang Menglai returned home, he went to cook with ease. There are a few potatoes on the kitchen floor, and I'm afraid I'll be making this at noon. I looked for it again, but there was nothing that could be fried with potatoes, not even green peppers. So I went to the refrigerator, and there was everything in the refrigerator.

She still likes to fry potatoes with green peppers, and continued to flip through them, and found a small cake behind the bowl, and a piece of the cake was dug up. It's pretty good. I don't know who hid the cake, but I definitely didn't want to give it to her anyway. She didn't see it, and took the shredded meat to stir-fry.

After taking the shredded meat and turning to the side of the faucet, her grandmother Zhang Cuicui happened to walk in, looked at her with the eyes of a wolf, and went to look at the refrigerator like a thief. When I saw that the cake was still there, I exhaled with relief.