I said that you are the April day of the world, and the laughter lights up the winds on all sides; The light spirit dances and changes in the beauty of spring. You are the clouds and smoke in the early April sky, the soft wind blowing at dusk, the stars are flashing unintentionally, the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers, that light, that graceful you are, you wear the crown of fresh flowers and flowers, you are innocent, solemn, you are the full moon of the night. The goose yellow after the snow melts, you like; Fresh budding green, you are; Tender and joyful, the water floats in the white lotus you are looking forward to in your dreams. You are the blossom of a tree, whispering between the beams of the swallow - you are love, warmth, hope, you are the April day of the world!

There is no doubt that the swallow is Zhang Mian's April day in the winter of that year.

In fact, since he came home from vacation, Zhang Mian missed Yanzi very much, and wanted to see Yanzi, many times he would stand upstairs in his house, in the bustling crowd, to find the figure that haunted him.

Many times hope turned into disappointment, which made Zhang Mian feel sad, and this accumulation of sadness had the urge of Zhang Mian to go to Yanzi's house.

The swallow's house had a large yard, and there was a path behind the hall, and by the side there was a simple toilet with a curtain and a stinky pigsty.

In front of the west-facing courtyard of her house, there is a rusty tractor that has long been unmovable, and when it rains, a flock of chickens will hide from the rain under the front of the car, and from time to time look at passers-by.

He was already well aware of these situations when he was a student at Zhangjiacun Middle School.

On the afternoon of the day when Zhang Mian was not ready to meet Yanzi, when Zhang Mian came home from his grandmother's stall, when he passed the stove that sold roasted sweet potatoes, he still did not resist the temptation and turned back again.

The person who sells roasted sweet potatoes is a lean old man in his sixties, Zhang Mian is angry with him, I don't know if he is from this village.

"How are sweet potatoes sold?"

"Three cents a pound, a dollar and four pounds."

"Find me one that's roasted but not burnt."

"Okay, two catties and one tael, six cents and three, you give six cents." The lean old man weighed the sweet potatoes and placed them on a piece of yellow oiled paper.

"Your scale is the same as my grandmother's scale, buy it from the hunchbacked old man, give you five cents, just right." Zhang Mian put down Wumao and turned his head to leave, at this point, Zhang Mian and his grandmother's style are the same, and he feels that if he takes advantage, he should leave immediately, and he will not stay for a long time.

"This half-big peg kid said this, you come back, and I won't sell it to you." The lean old man said loudly and angrily.

After saying that, he took a sweet potato and put it in the stove without raising his head to continue roasting the sweet potato, and there was no sign of chasing Zhang Mian to ask for a return, what kind of routine is this.

Just ate two bites, Zhang Mian suddenly remembered a terrible problem, in case he didn't adhere to the principle of using six taels of scales, two catties are actually only one catty and two taels, three cents a catty, as long as three cents and six, slot, he also charged an extra one cent and four.

Zhang Mian stopped, how to see how small the sweet potato in his hand was, the sweet potato that had been bitten twice was steaming, as if he was silently laughing at Zhang Mian.

Grandma was right, the essence that was bought and not sold was cheated by him.

This old man has become a fine man, I hope he will burn a few more and not look back for him, the sweet potatoes have been bitten by himself, and he can't figure it out when he goes back.

In this trance, Zhang Mian's shoulder was gently patted, which startled him.

Just then he saw the swallow smiling at him, and another girl standing next to her.

"Can you eat sweet potatoes?" Zhang Mian was shocked and handed her the sweet potato without thinking, and only halfway through it did he think that he had bitten it, and Zhang Mian's embarrassed face turned red.

"I don't eat, when are you going to start school?" Seeing Zhang Mian's embarrassed appearance, Yanzi's smile became even stronger.

"The sixteenth day of the first month. What about you? ”

"We're too, my classmates and I went shopping." After saying that, she smiled and left with another girl.

This is completely different from my own imagination, even if you are not wearing a tuxedo and your hair is combed like a dog licking when you meet, you shouldn't be holding a roasted sweet potato that is not large enough in your hand, and there is still a sweet potato on your mouth that has not been wiped off, and you are in a daze like a goose in the crowd.

By the time Zhang Mo came to his senses, the swallow had disappeared into the crowd. ‘

If it weren't for the faint fragrance of her body in the air, if it weren't for the gentle touch on her shoulder, if it weren't for the delicate smile in her eyes......

Zhang Mian really couldn't believe that the swallow he had been thinking about for a long time appeared in front of him so unsuspectingly, took the initiative to greet him and smiled at himself.

The swallow laughed so beautifully, it melted the whole winter in an instant.

However, Zhang Mian would rather not see her than let herself leave such a bad impression on her.

A look of thinking with a sweet potato on the street is quite chic.

And what would she say to his classmates, saying that she was her classmate, or that she wouldn't talk about him at all.

Zhang Mian wanted to throw away the sweet potato in his hand that made him ugly, but after thinking about it, he still reconciled with himself, what is the meaning of competing with a sweet potato that is steaming with tempting heat, Zhang Mian ate the sweet potato all the way to his home.

When he walked to the door of Cao Xiaoshan's store, it was surprising that Cao Xiaoshan was actually standing in the store, it was almost the end of the year, his family's business was much better than usual, and it was reasonable to help.

But Zhang Mian clearly saw that the object of Cao Xiaoshan's attention was the money box one meter away from him, and he 100% wanted to make more love expenses, and he would not honestly look at the store at home if he was killed in the past.

He finally turned his gaze from the money box to Zhang Xuan's body, and walked out of the store with his eyes lit up.

"Where have you been these days, I haven't been there twice when I look for your house."

"Look at the books, help my grandma look at the stalls and collect the stalls."

"Why are you so upset, what's wrong?"

"Do I have it, I'm fine."

"You don't know your biggest flaw, which is that everything is written on your face."

"Guess who I ran into on the street?"

"Swallows for sure. Passing by the door of the store half an hour ago, I also greeted her. What's wrong? ”

"Nothing."

"You didn't speak?"

"Got it."

"Then you still have a donkey face."

"I wasn't ready yet, and I was munching on the sweet potato, and she talked to me, and you told me whether I should be happy or sad."

"She will talk to you when she sees you, you shouldn't be happy yet, okay, it looks like there's a show."

"There is really a play, if you pretend not to see you, it is estimated that there will be no play."

"You didn't lie to me, go, I'll invite you to drink beef soup." Zhang Mian's mood of suffering from gains and losses was swept away.

"Please, then I'll drink at least two bowls."

"Tube full."

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