Chapter 37: A bowl of bean curd
No.126
On Christmas Eve, I was woken up by the phone in the living room before 4 a.m., and I didn't have to think about it to know that Xia Yu was doing the demon. Last night's self-study, she successively changed seats with Wu Junting and Xu Hao, and sat next to me. ”
The last thing that led me to my math problem was that there were three wishes in the set.
I was physically and mentally devastated: "Nuns chanting scriptures? ”
She ignored me, stuck her tongue out at me, and went back to the question.
Well, even a nun is a mesmerizing little nun.
I retaliated and said to her, "Yes, yes." ”
Later, Xu Hao from the front also joined in: "You are annoyed, you are annoyed." ”
A good classroom has become a chanting ground for us.
I struggled to get out of bed and drifted to the living room to answer the phone, only to hear her yawn like a sea of people on the other end.
She was already sleepy to death, her yawning sound was more effective than any lullaby, and we seemed to be squinting for a while across the phone line, and when I opened my eyes again, the phone in my hand had slipped to the floor, and I hurriedly picked it up: "Speak." ”
"Hmm......" There was finally a faint response from the other end, and she was also stunned, "Choose D and choose ......"
What can I say, toss me and bring myself a lot of harm.
I said to her loudly, "You should take an A for this question!" ”
She finally woke up, because she knew that she had raised the bar with me: "Whoever said it, choose D." ”
"Say what you have to say."
"Come and pick me up, my wish is to eat the first bowl of bean curd at the breakfast shop across the street from school."
No.127
I dressed up and went out hard, the cold wind was raging and uninvited, and there were two worlds inside and outside. I was originally a person who was afraid of the cold, but now I don't have time to miss the warm quilt just now, because the summer rain is waiting for me.
I really want to know how shocked my dad will be when he wakes me up on time and finds the bed empty.
Sometimes it's strange how I managed to survive the long and harsh northern winters when I was a little kid.
However, the winter in this Central Plains city is no less than the analogy, even if the numbers shown on the thermometer are not as luxurious as those in the Northeast, but the thick cotton clothes will not deceive.
It's just that it rarely snows, like a miserly miser.
When I arrived at Xia Yu's community, she was already waiting at the door.
Before dawn, she stepped in place under the faint incandescent light of the security booth at the entrance of the community, and the white gas she exhaled formed layers of halos around her head.
I stepped up my horsepower and rang the bell in the distance, and her figure ran towards me after a little hesitation, and the scene was like a reunion of long-lost family members.
Eventually, we stopped between the two lamps, the two of us not bothering to speak, just gasping for breath face to face, she was wearing a thick woolen coat, her favorite pink scarf still tied around her neck, and her hands were red from the cold but kept clasped to her chest.
"Here," she showed me with her open hand, and it turned out to be two eggs inside.
Her cheeks wrapped around her neck smiled: "It's just cooked, it's hot, you must be cold when you ride, hurry up and put it in your hands to warm up." ”
I'm really stupid, obviously my heart is moved to death, but my tongue can't hold back half a word as if it is knotted, and finally I can only stupidly take one and hold it in my hand, and the warm warm current spreads all over the body, how much of it comes from her palm?
"Take both."
"So what do you do?"
"I'm not cold."
I shoved the egg back into her hand: "Look down at your hands that are shaking like Parkinson's patients, and you still say that they are not cold?" ”
She was surprised: "Then what do you do?" ”
"Have you ever seen someone riding a bicycle with an egg in their hand? I'm not an acrobat, so don't get tired of getting in the car. ”
She snorted lightly and sat in the back seat of the car: "I'm not afraid that you will be cold." ”
Wearing the stars and the moon, just for a bowl of bean curd.
Xia Yu didn't say a few words to me at first, but then her voice became weaker and weaker, only to find that she had fallen asleep with the schoolbag on my shoulder. She leaned against my back, her breath deep as if she were asleep. I rode cautiously on the road, for fear of waking her up with too much movement. Along the way, the sky changed from pitch black to faint bright, and when I was about to arrive at school, the distance was already white.
On the street corner across the street from the school, I stopped my car, put my foot on the curb of the road, and shouted, "The bean curd is sold out!" ”
Xia Yu woke up suddenly: "Boss, leave us two bowls!" ”
She blinked her eyes for a long time, and after realizing that we were still on the side of the road, she let go of the schoolbag she was still holding tightly with her hands like an electric shock, and hurriedly jumped out of the back seat of the car, and arranged her hair back and forth with her back to me, and looked back at me after settling her mind.
No.128
With the eggs, the two of us pushed the cups and changed the cups and each made a bowl of bean curd, with impassioned expressions, and drank the immediate sense of hero's drinking.
When he went out, the owner of the Douhua shop was very interesting, he was obviously poisoned by Tsui Hark's martial arts drama for many years: "You two walk slowly, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, the rivers and lakes are far away, and there is a way to be a hero in the world. In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, he does not give birth to a drunken life. Each one is precious! ”
I turned around and said: "What the boss said is that the green mountains are still the same, the green water flows forever, and we will meet again!" ”
Xia Yu lowered his eyebrows and bowed to the two of us: "The little girl said goodbye." ”
Before the action was finished, he covered his face with his hands: "How can I become nervous." ”