Early in the morning, Wen Er was called up by Wen Ma to have breakfast.

"I'm going to climb the mountain later, I'll have a stomachache if I'm too full." Wen Er reluctantly picked up a bean paste bag.

"Eat a little bit to pad your stomach, and by the time you start climbing, it's almost 9 o'clock." As he spoke, another bowl of millet porridge was placed in front of Wen Er. There's no way, Wen's mother is the overlord of "I have the final say" in the kitchen, Wen'er no longer works against her like when she was a child, and obediently finishes the porridge.

"I'm leaving." Wener walked to the door and changed into sneakers.

"Did you bring a water glass?"

"I brought it, and I also took a bottle of mineral water."

"Be careful on the road."

Wen'er only needs to ride a bicycle for half an hour to go to Houshan, so she first went around to the Xinhua Bookstore on the side. The store has just opened, but there are already a lot of people inside, and elementary and middle school students like to get up early to go to the bookstore during the holidays. In Wen'er's memory, she probably only occupied a few seats two or three times, and the rest of the time she chose a book, sat in the aisle next to the bookshelf, and read it all day.

Today, she can only browse hastily, choose a few books she likes, and come back next time. In addition, she walked to the place where she had read before, and squatted down and pulled out a book from the bookshelves on the penultimate floor.

Thankfully, it's still there. Wen Er breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, for students like Wener, who have little money to buy idle books, it is a "smart" practice to "hide books" in bookstores and not let people buy them easily. Recently, Wen Er became obsessed with a fantasy novel called "The Tomb of the Gods" and was fascinated by it.

For books, Wener can be called an "idiot". When she was a child, Wen Shengqin, who was six years older than her, would bring back one or two fairy tale books every time she came home. Because he left home to study in other places with the principal's uncle since he was a child, Wen Shengqin received comprehensive support from Wen's father financially. Therefore, Wener's cognition of a series of fantasy characters such as Snow White and Thumbelina began from here. Later, when she went to elementary school and junior high school, she fell in love with romance novels like all little girls, and had a soft spot for "abuse texts", but often hid in the bed at night after reading it and secretly shed tears.

Unlike some girls, Wener is not picky about the type of books, which can be said to be very inclusive. In addition to romance, she will also read various types of articles and books such as cultivating immortals, fantasy, military wars, and same-sex orientation. Of course, Wen Er can't put down those world classics, even if she sometimes doesn't understand it, she will still hold on to the book and gnaw on it. The taste must always be savored.

After strolling through the bookstore until around 8:20, Wener got on his bike and headed to the bottom of the mountain.

"Wen'er!"

Before he reached the breakfast shop, Wen'er saw the leaves in front of him waving to him. Du Fei sat at the door of the breakfast shop eating steamed buns, and there were two large bowls of soy milk on the table. It seems that Ren Squeak's climbing plan is in place, and several classmates who usually play well have been invited.

"You're so early! Fei Fei, don't eat too much now, I'll have a stomachache when I climb the mountain later. You can eat it later. Wen Er gave Wen Ma's advice to Du Fei as it was.

"Wen'er, I guess you've already had breakfast."

Wen Er laughed a few times, feeling a little embarrassed by the fact that Du Fei had punctured.

"Hey, Yezi, what's the matter with your bowl of soy milk?"

Wen Er saw that the soy milk in front of the leaf was showing a strange paste, and there were some coriander and shallots floating on it.

"You've never eaten this! This is salted soy milk, with soy sauce added to it, and diced mustard, if you dip it in a fritter again, it tastes amazing! A satisfied foodie expression appeared on Yezi's face.

"I don't think it tastes good, our family has always added sugar and drank sweet soy milk."

"Come and have a drink!" Ye Zi scooped a spoonful with a spoon and handed it to Wen Er's eyes, and looked at her expectantly.

"If you don't drink, you won't drink." Wen Er hurriedly sat down next to Du Fei.

"It's really sad." Ye Zi said, making a heartbroken expression.

"Du Fei, you can make a scene."

Ye Zi turned his target to Du Fei again, and the heartbroken expression just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Like Wen'er, I never drink salted soy milk, you better drink it yourself."

Wen Er watched Du Fei "ruthlessly" refuse Ye Zi's kind invitation with an indifferent expression, and couldn't help but secretly laugh.

"Why hasn't Ren Squeaky come yet? Told us to arrive early, but I was late. ”

"Hey, Yezi, is the one riding in front of Ren Squeak?" Wen Er pointed in the direction he had just come.

"Why is there another person next to him, who is it?" The leaves were puzzled.

"Squeak, here! Have you had breakfast? ”

Wen'er waved warmly at them. When he got closer, Wen Er realized that he had met an acquaintance.

"Let me introduce you, this is my cousin, Ren Yue. Because Sheng Ruochen didn't say that he didn't come if there was something to do, Ren Yue happened to come to our house to play, so we went to climb the mountain together today. ”

There was a tall and thin boy standing next to Ren Squeak, he couldn't just be said to be handsome, but to be described by words such as beautiful and good-looking. Wen Er remembers that since he transferred to a central primary school in the county in the third grade, he has become a classmate with Ren Yue. In addition, he has been a table mate with him for a year. At that time, a new Chinese teacher came to the class and asked Ren Yue to answer questions in the first class.

"I'll please—this girl answers." The female teacher's smile was very gentle, and her eyes were also looking at Ren Yue with a smile.

"Hahaha, hahahaha......" The class burst into thunderous laughter.

"Teacher Lin, he's a boy!" A "little gangster" in the class who usually likes to fight loudly reports the truth to the teacher.

Ren Yue's face was already red, and he was still sitting upright, but he lowered his head. Wen Er didn't participate in the laughter of her classmates just now, and at this moment she secretly looked at Ren Yue's side face, thinking to herself: Teacher Lin is actually right, if Ren Yue is a girl, she should be better looking than any girl in the class.

Although Wen Er and Ren Yue's fate at the same table only lasted for the fifth grade, they established a deep friendship during this period.

In the spring season, everything in the world wakes up and becomes restless, and the children raise cute silkworm babies. The silkworm baby can be said to be Wen'er's natural enemy, she has no sense of many animals, only this kind of long and fat mollusk, which can not be seen or thought of.

The boys in the fifth and sixth grades are in the stage of being naughty and playing tricks on people, no, as soon as Wen'er entered the classroom in the morning, he encountered a "life-threatening" catastrophe.

"Ahh

A few delicate girls are being chased by some good boys with a few chubby silkworm babies.

At this time, a girl with long braids ran past Wen Er's side like a wind, and the ponytail swept to Wen Er's face, bringing a trace of pain. Suddenly, the boy chasing behind stopped, and in an instant, a fat, white silkworm baby lay on the sleeve of Wen'er's left hand.

Wen'er's head went blank for about a few seconds, and then his whole body stiffened, his face turned pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably. After that, big tears fell from her eyes.

The boy next to him began to have a gloating expression, and later saw Wen'er's reaction and panicked, but he was stunned and didn't know what to do.

"Wen'er, don't be afraid."

A nice hand reached over and quickly grabbed the little thing and put it in the small box. The girls on the side walked up and gathered around Wen Er, comforting softly. One of the girls, who was usually good friends with her, put her arm around Wen'er's shoulder at this time, and brought her stiff to her seat.

It was only now that Wen Er came to his senses a little, lying on the table and crying aggrievedly. The mind was full of the figure of that hateful little thing, and it seemed that as soon as you close your eyes, it will crawl out slowly and crawl all over your body.

"Wen'er." Someone gently nudged her arm.

Wen Er raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, and he looked very pitiful, it seemed that he was really frightened.

"Don't be afraid, the silkworm baby has already been put into the box by me. The other classmates also hid themselves, saying that they would never let you see them. ”

The "hero saves the beauty" just now is Wen'er's tablemate, such a beautiful and kind Ren Yue.

"Have you watched "Dream of Red Mansions"? Jia Baoyu inside said that the girls are all made of water, and the boys are made of mud. Wen'er, you must have made water, otherwise where did you get so many tears. ”

"Poof~" Wen Er couldn't help but be amused, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a "bad intention":

"I'm made of water, but you're not made of mud!"

"Hey, aren't you angry when I say that?" Wen Er felt that Ren Yue's reaction was very strange, so he kept looking at her with a smile. This is in normal times, if others dare to make a joke about him like this, Ren Yue will definitely take it seriously.

"Because today you were bullied, you are the biggest. I won't be angry at anything you say. ”

Faced with Ren Yue's "magnanimous" performance, Wen Er seemed embarrassed.

Since then, Ren Yue has absolutely protected Wen'er in matters related to silkworm babies. For example, when he handed out new books on subjects such as general studies, he would first flip through them, and if he found a baby silkworm, he would cover the picture on Wen'er's book with a blank piece of paper. And one more time -

Wen Er and Ren Yue went to the math teacher's house after school to tutor in the Olympiad, and during the end of class, a tall boy actually wanted to perform a game of "milk swallowing silkworms" for everyone.

I saw that he was holding a bottle of milk in his left hand, and with his right hand, he quickly picked up a silkworm baby from the box, raised his head, slowly threw it into his mouth, and then immediately inhaled a large mouthful of milk. With a "pop", he swallowed, and made a smack-banging sound.

Wen Er was working on the topic seriously, but when he heard the exclamations of his classmates, he subconsciously raised his head. As a result, a hand stood in her way.

"Don't look."

"What are they doing?"

"It's your most hated critter."

"Oh, then you block it for a while, I'm afraid I can't help but look up."

In a small living room full of heat and noise after summer dusk, a girl is quietly working on a problem with her head down, while another boy keeps holding his right hand to shield her from all fear and hurt.