At the same table, calm down, don't get excited. After Fufeng sent this message, he also attached a calm emoji to the back.

The meme is a rabbit sitting on the ground drawing circles, and there is a small line written under the picture - life needs to be calm.

It looks very funny.

Nineteen Nian couldn't understand why she was so bad, why did Fufeng still send her such an emoji, as if she was not helping, but watching her jokes.

After thinking about it, Nineteen Nian finally closed the phone screen and did not reply to Fufeng.

And on Fufeng's side, he was still patiently helping Nineteen Nian think of a way.

In a moment, he told Nineteen Nian what he had come up with.

Now you find a clean trash can, then find a broom and sweep all the scraps of paper on the floor into the trash can, and then tell your mom to go out and take out the trash.

Where is the nearest garbage dump near your home? I'll go there and wait for you first, and then you can hand me the garbage bag, and you won't have to worry about the rest of the matter.

It's a pity that because of the emoji just now, Nineteen Nian has quit QQ, and she didn't see the message sent to her by Fufeng.

Fu Feng sat in front of the computer and waited for a long time, but he still didn't wait for the news of Nineteen Nian, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

He knew she was in a bad mood and didn't want to reply to him.

After thinking about it, Fufeng still decided to patiently comfort Nineteen Nian.

He sent her message after message, but between the words, it didn't seem like comforting anyone at all.

It turns out that when he encounters problems, he will not comfort others at all, except for helping them with advice.

Fufeng agreed that the best way to help others is to give advice to others, as for those words that are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, what is the use of saying more, it is useless to say it like a fart.

However, Nineteen Nian felt that others could not understand the difficulties I encountered at all, and besides, I just wanted to get some comfort when I said it to others, and I would solve the rest myself.

In the three years of junior high school, all kinds of difficulties encountered, what kind of homework penalties! Parents invited! I was criticized for my smashing of the exam! I was reprimanded by the old class! She has survived them one by one, and today, is she still afraid that the novel will be torn off?

To be a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, and a cockroach that can't be killed.

Nineteen Nian picked up the phone again, saw the messages sent by Fufeng, she immediately sent him the address of the nearby garbage station, after Fufeng confirmed the address, he immediately sent an OK English to Nineteen Nian, after that, he turned off the computer, picked up the mobile phone, and said to Nineteen Nian to contact the location, so he changed a pair of shoes and went downstairs.

Nineteen Nian cautiously pushed open the door, she looked around smoothly, the living room was very quiet, after counting hers, it seemed that her mother had gone back to her room to rest.

Nineteen Nian sneaked into the living room from her room, and then she took out a broom and a dustpan from behind the door, and after sweeping away the shredded paper in the room, Nineteen Nian first put the broom and dustpan back in place, and then she took a bag of garbage, pushed open the sand door of the living room, and ran to the door.

She had just stepped into the yard with her front foot, and before she had even stepped out of the gate with her back foot, her mother chased after her.

"Nineteen thoughts! You give me back! Mother stood behind Nineteen Nian and scolded, "Nineteen Nian, do you want to run away from home, it's not for your own good not to let you write novels, do you understand the good intentions of adults." ”

After a moment of silence, Nineteen Nian clutched the garbage bag, took a deep breath, and said to her mother, "I'll go out to take out the garbage, can't I?" ”

"I'll let you study in the house, what kind of garbage do you go to take out now, put the garbage here first, and I'll take it out later."

Jiu Nian lowered her head and pondered for a long time, and when she raised her head, she stared at her mother with a firm will, opened her lips and said, "No! I'm going to pour it myself, and I want to take one last look at the novel I've written. ”

Maybe the mother and daughter were too stiff just now, but this time, the mother didn't say anything, she waved her hand and said to Nineteen Nian: "Come back in ten minutes." ”

Nineteen Nian picked up the garbage bag, pushed open the door without looking back, and ran towards the garbage station.

After she left, her mother muttered in pieces while closing the door: "Isn't it just a novel, and it's not a commemorative item, what is there to be nostalgic for, you have to take a last look." ”

When Nineteen Nian arrived at the garbage station with the garbage bag, Fufeng had just arrived at the garbage station.

Fufeng tore off the wet wipes and elegantly wiped the sweat on his face, originally he planned to leave a good impression on Nineteen Nian when he arrived at the garbage station, but he didn't expect that the scene of him wiping his sweat happened to be bumped into by Nineteen Nian.

Fufeng immediately threw the wet wipes in his hand into the trash can not far away, and due to the slippery hand, when the paper towel touched the wall of the barrel, it flipped backwards and slid to the ground.

Looking at the garbage next to him, the nineteen thoughts in a daze, Fufeng felt a little embarrassed for the first time.

He kicked off the stand of the bicycle, and after parking the bicycle, Fufeng quickly ran over to pick up the ball of paper towels on the ground and threw them back into the trash.

He grabbed his hair, walked back a little embarrassed, and explained to Nineteen Nian: "It's a bit hot this weather, bring wet wipes with you to wipe your sweat." ”

Nineteen Nian nodded incredulously.

Fu Feng hurriedly returned to the original topic, and he said to Nineteen Nian: "Did you bring those shredded pieces of paper?" ”

Nineteen Nian handed the garbage bag in his hand to Fu Feng, and then said: "The shredded paper pieces are all in this bag, there is no need to tidy up, there are two bags of potato chips that I ate a few days ago, as well as a bottle of yogurt that I drank a few days ago, and some toilet paper, just throw them into the trash bin later, the bag is not dirty." ”

When Nineteen Nian said this, Fufeng had already begun to pack up the garbage bag, he threw the yogurt bottle in the bag and the rest of the garbage into the trash can, and turned to Nineteen Nian and said, "I am a Capricorn and have no cleanliness. ”

This remark immediately aroused the displeasure of Nineteen Nian, she stretched out her hand to Fufeng, and solemnly explained: "I am a Virgo, and I have no cleanliness fetish. Please don't hack us Virgos. ”

Fufeng helplessly held his forehead, he thought silently: he is just saying that he is a Capricorn and has no cleanliness, is this even a smear of Virgo? Nineteen thoughts are inevitably too trivial.

After cleaning up the garbage in the garbage bag, Fufeng tied the garbage bag again, and removed the schoolbag on his back, and when he put the garbage bag into the schoolbag, Fufeng took out a thick notebook from the schoolbag.

On the cover, a golden sunflower looks up at the dawn of the east, growing proudly, plain and elegant.

Fufeng chuckled, "I'll give it to you." The paper in the book can be removed at any time.,You can record some mathematical formulas or English grammar or something in the first few sheets.,Use it to deal with your mother.,The number of pages in the back you can write a novel.。 That way, in the future, you'll never have to worry about your novel being torn up. ”

Nineteen Nian did not immediately accept the notebook sent by Fufeng, but subconsciously touched his pocket, and then took out three pieces of money rolled together from his pocket.

It seems that these three yuan are still leftover from the last time I helped my mother buy steamed buns.

"How much does a book cost? I only have three dollars first, I will pay you three yuan first, and I will pay off the rest of the money next time. ”

"No money, free delivery."

Nineteen Nian made an unconvinced expression towards Fufeng, and she said, "I don't believe it, I remember that when I sat in the last row before, you said something like accepting reality." So, I'd better pay it back. ”

Fufeng suddenly began to regret borrowing her a pack of paper and asking her for a dollar. It was precisely because she had asked her for that dollar before that she had almost remembered it.

Even now that he gave her a gift, Nineteen Nian thought that Fufeng was selling her a book.

Fufeng still refused to accept Nineteen Nian's money, he said: "The book was won by me in the speech contest at school before, and the certificate is still there, if you don't believe it, I can take a picture of the certificate for you when you go home." ”

Nineteen Nian took the book at this time, looked at the cover of the book, and said with a smile: "So commemorative!" ”

Fufeng zipped up and put on his school bag.

He replied with a smile: "Since it's to help others, it can't be meaningful." So even the book,You have to choose carefully.。 ”

Nineteen Nian looked at the notebook in his hand, and was about to say thank you to Fufeng, but was preempted by Fufeng again.

"When you finish writing this novel, you can show it to me, and I can help you recruit members, and then adapt this novel for you into a radio drama." Fufeng smiled and said, "I will do what I promised you." ”

Nineteen Nian asked with some disbelief: "Can those torn chapters be glued together?" ”

"A thousand-piece puzzle, have you ever played it?" Fu Feng stared at Nineteen Nian with a serious face, "You haven't played, I have played." Don't say that puzzles are not the same as these scraps of paper, in my opinion, there is still some connection between the two. ”

"Just do your best, I'm grateful for you helping me get here." Nineteen Nian patted his head and continued, "It's okay if you can't spell it well, the plot is here, it's a big deal, I'll just rewrite it." As long as my brain isn't destroyed, one day, I'll be able to fill up all the chapters that were torn up. ”

"Then, according to the agreement between the two of us before leaving, be a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed and a cockroach that can't be killed."

Ten minutes passed silently, and when they were separated, Fufeng somehow was always a little reluctant, and then when he rode on the road, these reluctant feelings all faded.

All this is just like the poem says: Sending a thousand miles to the king must be goodbye in the end.

However, after this parting, one day, we will meet again, and I am looking forward to that day.

The latter sentence was added by Fufeng himself.

Fufeng raised his lips and smiled, and sped up his ride.

As for the day of the next meeting, it is up to the day to decide!