Cao'er, who lived away from home for the first time, also spent a Mid-Autumn Festival at school for the first time, which opened the prelude to her difficulty in spending the Mid-Autumn Festival at home again.

In fact, Cao'er had actually told her parents the previous weekend that she would go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival as soon as she got out of school that afternoon. She has long found out that in previous years, if the Mid-Autumn Festival in the school did not fall on a weekend, it would be no evening self-study, so that students could relax and experience the festive atmosphere in one evening.

Unexpectedly, on the afternoon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the school's temporary broadcast said that there would only be one evening self-study that night, that is, the original two evening self-study sessions were changed to the previous one.

In this way, Cao'er can only break the appointment with her parents, and the two places can not be reunited. She looked up at the full moon overhead, and the tears that had not fallen for a long time began to roll in her eyes again. She anxiously thought about her father, mother and younger brother waiting for her, but she didn't have a phone to talk to her parents.

At that time, not to mention mobile phones, it was a fixed telephone, whether it was a teaching building or a dormitory, there was no one, not even a public telephone booth, and there was no one in the school. Students have to talk to their parents by riding home for an interview.

Cao'er was very sad in her heart. When I came home on the weekend and talked to my father, my father laughed and said:

"We'll wait until it's dark, it's almost eight o'clock, and you haven't come back, and then we know that it's time for the school to make up for it, and then we start eating."

As an adult, Cao Er couldn't help but have hot eyes every time she recalled the scene of her father sitting on the balcony in the evening, supporting the balcony with both hands, smiling and talking to her.

She and her father really communicated so little that every time they talked in their lives, even if they quarreled and talked back, she remembered them clearly, as if engraved in her heart, always in her mind. But when she recounted it, the people were gone, and she wanted to go back in time, or find another way, even if it was just to tell her father that she had made her mind, but there was nothing she could do. The only thing you can do is not to make the same mistake again, and comfort your mother, brother and other relatives with your affection at this time. Of course, that's a story for later.

I just remembered Li Shangyin's poem "This love can be recalled, but it was already sad at the time", I always thought it was about love, but I didn't know that it was the most heart-wrenching, and the bones hurt endlessly, but where are those wind and snow that are fluttering in the wind and scattered as soon as they blow, but in fact, this unforgettable family affection. Persuade the children of the world, if you can have the opportunity to read this paragraph, you should quickly take pity on the people in front of you, and promise filial piety in front of your parents. If you regret not being at the beginning, you are making a mistake in your life.

Straight to the point. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was busy thinking about my family, and after the midterm exams, I ushered in a full moon night.

That night, after self-study, the grass that was self-satisfied with her grades walked leisurely in the crowd after school, and her mood was so relaxed and cheerful that she almost rolled up a blade of grass and whistled, but she didn't expect to look up, it was a bright white full moon, the moonlight was like water, rippling in the eyes of the grass gazing, she couldn't help but feel waves in her heart, like rows of small waves surging on the calm sea. She suddenly remembered the scene of planting the moon with Li Yunfeng and Junsheng that night.

For a long time, she didn't think about Li Yunfeng, she didn't think about Zheng Xingxing?

In the past, the figures of the two boys were like two green trees standing in the light and shadow outside the curtain after the rain, one was like a eucalyptus tree, simple and honest, and the other was like a poplar tree, tall and quiet. They have different meanings to her, but she has forgotten them in her hectic junior high school career.

She couldn't help but laugh at her coldness and decided to find a time to check them out. Perhaps, like themselves, at the beginning of their junior high school careers, they were in a hurry and forgot about themselves.

On Saturday morning, like a happy bird, Cao'er packed up her things early, ate some cookies for breakfast, ran downstairs, rode her bicycle and slipped to the school gate. Because the midterm results are not bad, as early as a week ago, my father and mother agreed to my request to go directly to my grandmother this weekend. I thought of being able to drink grandma together, eat the chicken that grandma killed, and the heart of the grass, but I was so happy that I couldn't fly.

She flew to her grandmother's house on her bicycle like a spring under her feet, and at the same time thought in her heart that it would be a perfect plan to take a detour from her grandmother's house to Li Yunfeng's house to see him on Sunday, and then return to No. 1 Middle School from the road next to their village.

"Grandma! Grandmother! Grandmother! ”

It's just louder than the other, and Cao'er's bicycle can't even care about the lock, and it is directly thrown on the backyard wall.

"Hey—"

Grandma's voice came from the well outside the living room door.

"The grass is back?"

The questions of the little uncle Yunyi and Cao'er's grandmother overlapped, and they were transmitted to Cao'er who ran into the house through the wind through the front and back doors.

"Grandma, I'm coming!"

As soon as Cao'er saw that the little uncle was hanging water from the well, and the grandmother was carrying a piece of water into the living room to go to the kitchen, she immediately bent down to help the grandmother carry it in.

"Oh, don't splash your clothes, I'll just come, you just entered the house, go and rest."

Grandma is a never-ending spoiler of Cao'er, and will never let Cao'er do a little work. In the eyes of the old man, the granddaughter will always be the little girl who needs to be cared for in her arms, and even the little baby girl who cries in her swaddling clothes.

"Grandma, I'll see what the dishes are!"

The grass doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, she doesn't have to work, she just needs to eat. She shouted as she hurried to the table.

She lifted the large round bamboo lid on the round table in the living room, and when she saw it, it was a pot of stir-fried milk cabbage, a plate of mustard soup, a plate of sauerkraut-fried red peppers, and a plate of her favorite green chili fried green garlic and tempeh, and her saliva was about to flow out! She couldn't bear it, so she immediately ran to the kitchen, opened the cupboard, took the dishes and chopsticks and went to turn over the lid of the pot by herself, served the rice, ran to the table, stood on one leg, knelt on the wooden stool with one leg, picked up the plate of fried beans with chili and pulled it into her rice bowl.

This girl, who doesn't have an image to say, doesn't care whether the food is cold or warm, has already eaten a big bowl with a snort.

"Oh, you kid, you still eat the food when it's cold, wait for grandma to let your little uncle heat it up and you eat it again?"

Cao'er's grandmother, who was carrying water back and forth into the kitchen, looked at her gobbling granddaughter distressedly, is this because she didn't have to eat at school?

"No, grandma, it's delicious, I'll eat like this, you don't have to worry about me, just be busy with you."

Cao'er replied without raising her head while serving food to her mouth, and she didn't notice that a grain of rice was sticking to the tip of her nose, and at this moment, she might not be able to know that the food ran into her nostrils.

I could only hear the sound of pots and hammers in the hall.

"Grandma—"

The grass covered an empty bowl and stood next to the grandmother who was chopping pig food and preparing to feed the pig at home.

"What's wrong?"

Grandma was pouring freshly boiling hot water into a bucket.

"Look ......"

The grass showed the empty bowl in her hand.

"This grass, I've eaten all the vegetables and rice—"

The little uncle shouted in the hall.

"Oh, you're done eating?"

Grandma looked at the grass in surprise, what about the rice in the pot, the several pots of vegetables, this girl, can't eat a good meal at school!

"Well, I'm done eating, I'm done eating it all, hehe......"

The grass smiled playfully and contentedly.

"I ate six bowls of rice...... After eating, I drank all the soup of cabbage and mustard greens, and there was still a little sour left, grandma, you will make green chili peppers and fried green garlic and tempeh at noon? “

"Oh, my granddaughter, what has become of it? This is full of cold meals all the way, and it must be because there is no oil and water in the school's dishes, so it becomes like this. ”

Grandma put down the spoon in her hand, put her arms around her granddaughter's head, and lifted the corner of her apron to wipe her tears with red circles in her eyes.

From then on, every time Cao'er went back to her grandmother's house and then back to school, her grandmother had to ask her granddaughter to bring a bottle of cooked home-squeezed peanut oil, and let her granddaughter pour a spoonful into the rice when she ate at school, and eat it with her.

And every time Cao'er comes back, grandma must have a chicken to kill the chicken, and when there is no chicken to kill, she makes scrambled eggs, poached eggs, boiled eggs, steamed eggs, egg porridge and other eggs for her granddaughter to eat.

Grandma also taught her granddaughter the most convenient way to eat eggs, which is to remove the shell of raw eggs and pour them into a tea cup or rice bowl, then pour in freshly boiled boiling water, put a small spoon of sugar, stir for a few minutes and drink it directly. After Grandma Cao'er demonstrated this method to her granddaughter, she picked up the eggs newly laid by the hens and put them in a small cotton bag and asked her granddaughter to take them to school to make the same.

From then on, the value of the hens in the yard of grandma's house was to lay eggs, and if they couldn't lay eggs or always gave eggs in other people's firewood, they waited for the grass to come back and stew it for her to drink as tonic soup.

Since then, Cao'er can no longer eat chicken from the restaurant outside except for the chickens at home. In everyone's words, Grandma Cao'er raised her granddaughter's mouth.

I don't know how unscrupulous time is, Cao'er wants to block the flow of time with her open hands every time in these happy moments, but in the end, it is called time that takes away these relatives. Later, Cao'er figured out that what she wanted to keep was not time, but the relatives around her, but time did not obey the countless requests in her heart, and still made some of her relatives not know what was taken away.

Attached to her grandmother's spoiling and her uncle's indulgence, Cao'er was already in full bloom when she returned to school, and she could only find another chance to see Li Yunfeng.