"Shan'er, do you want to buy milk?" The three girls with shopping cards happily wandered in the sea of goods, and the happiest thing in the world is nothing more than this.

"Yes! Want! Peng Shan almost heard delicious and delicious food, and never refused.

"Where's Xiaowen?"

"I don't want it!" Shen Mengwen didn't buy anything yet, snacks didn't seem to be as attractive to her as the other two, to put it bluntly, she was afraid of eating snacks and gaining weight, her figure was plump enough.

"Well......" Yang Zixia wandered in front of the shelves full of milk, it's not bad to see this, and you want to see that, so Yili and Mengniu each brought a box, so she and Peng Shan could each share half of it.

"Next!" After Yang Zixia finished speaking, she stuffed one of the boxes into Peng Xuesong's left hand, and then stuffed the other box into his right hand.

Originally, Cedar also got a shopping card of 200, and he could have bought some supplies to take back to school, but now, he is obviously used as cheap labor by girls.

"Hey! Isn't there a trolley? Why do you want me to carry these two cartons of heavier milk! Peng Xuesong is still trying to resist.

"Do you think this trolley can fit the three of us buy?" Yang Zixia is definitely good at drawing inferences, if you fight with her, she may not be able to win, but you have to fight with her, she hasn't suffered much.

"Then you can push another one! You have so many people, it's a big deal if you want me to push it! Peng Xuesong was still complaining, but he didn't take it upon himself to push a car and unload his burden, although he said so, in fact, he didn't mind much.

"What do you want to do! You should feel honored for a girl to ask a boy to help! I'm so embarrassed to hang out next to three girls with two hands empty! ”

"Yes! Be! My Empress! Cedar finally realized that if he wanted Yang Zixia to change his mind, the effort would definitely be much more than the benefits he would get, so he stopped talking and obediently carried two cartons of milk, just as exercise.

"Shan'er, instant noodles! The necessities of school dormitory life! Hurry up and stock up! Yang Zixia rushed from one shelf to another as she spoke, so Peng Shan also followed behind her, flying from one shelf to another.

"Yes! Want! "I feel like if you ask Peng Shan, do you want this whole supermarket? She will answer, yes! Good food, good drink, all of them!

"Where's Xiaowen?"

"I'll buy a copy of this too!"

"That's good! So you can buy three flavors! Yang Zixia looked like a prosecutor checking the quality of the goods, from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and then from the beginning to the tail.

"Shiitake mushroom slippery chicken!" Peng Shan, who was still standing on the side of the shelf, took a fancy to one with her eyes shining, followed by the second and third paragraphs......

"Braised beef!"

"Laotan sauerkraut!"

"Shan'er, change the third one, change it to a spicy one" Yang Zixia originally had difficulty choosing, since Peng Shan has her own special hobbies, so be it, "Well......"

"Replace it with this: pepper tripe!"

"Okay! Yes! ”

"Where's Xiaowen?"

"Uh-huh!"

So three bags of Master Kong's instant noodles were thrown into the trolley, and these three items alone accounted for one-third of the trolley's volume.

"Nuts! Nut! Shan'er, come here! "Yang Zixia is really jubilant. Every time Peng Xuesong heard Yang Zixia crying out excitedly, he knew that it was time to run away with the two mountains again. And every time the three of them stopped somewhere, he just put down the milk in his hand and rested.

"Do you want figs?"

"Yes! Want! ”

"Where's Xiaowen?"

"I don't even want snacks! I'll wait to buy some fruits, buy some groceries, that's enough! Shen Mengwen saw that Yang Zixia asked her if she wanted it every time, so she told her shopping plan and inventory, so as not to let Yang Zixia have a place, so she asked her once.

"Okay! Then Shan'er and I will buy a pound of figs together! ”

"Then buy another pound of walnuts!"

Yang Zixia looked at Peng Shan, and Peng Shan had the word "agree" written all over her face.

In addition, Yang Zixia also bought some plums, jelly, Lay's potato chips and so on.

Peng Shan bought some White Rabbit toffee, Crispy Corners, Oreos and so on.

So, the large army moved to the second main battlefield: the fruit stalls.

Unlike the joyful atmosphere of the supermarket, the public cemetery was silent and deserted, and Lin Xiaochuan and his father were in a stalemate.

Lin Xiaochuan's father seemed to meet his son for the first time, and he couldn't pay attention to how to deal with Lin Xiaochuan.

He stood between the two cemeteries, the commemorative version of the lighter, in the metal shell, shooting out the flame of blue fireworks, on the top of the firelight, a little golden red spark lit up, and further up, Lin Xiaochuan's father's horizontal eyebrows seemed to be pasted on his face.

The father smoked deeply, just as he had done that day in the police department, and on the soul level, as when the head teacher criticized himself in the lounge.

By the light of the lighter, Lin Xiaochuan could see his father's face clearly in the dark night, which was the face of a warrior who had survived the vicissitudes of life but stood tall. Like the dead bark of a thousand-year-old tree, there are still some craters left by the war.

My father had lost control of the battle completely, but if he wanted to continue the battle and fight for the only remaining hope of victory, he would have to attack again, whether to pretend to maintain his control or simply to have no way out.

"How old are you this year?" The father stood in the dark, trying to talk to his son.

And this is exactly what Lin Xiaochuan is most worried about and most afraid of. If his father is just aggressive, then he can still rely on his father's inconsistencies to defend his territory under the banner of legitimate defense.

But now, my father has put down his body and calmly communicates with him on an equal footing. Lin Xiaochuan was once again embedded in the identity of his son, as a son, he had no reason not to answer his father's conversation, the son was born to have a dialogue with his father!

"Sixteen!" Lin Xiaochuan said very reluctantly, and this kind of inability to refuse to answer his father's question as a matter of course made him feel very uncomfortable.

My father, on the other hand, felt that he had made a good start, and that the battle that had no hope had made new progress because of his bold attempts.

"Sixteen......" The father seemed to catch the boomerang flying from the air, for fear that if the catch was slow, the boomerang would fly back on its own.

"Sixteen is not small! When I was 16 years old, I had already left home to work hard in society! "Father said these words, and these words without question marks, Lin Xiaochuan can not answer them, so he will not pick them up.

So, the father continued.

"I told you! When I was a child, there were originally six brothers and sisters in my family, but now, there are only three left. ”

"When I was seventeen years old, my brother helped others build a house, that is, your uncle, who touched high-voltage electricity early in the morning while carrying steel bars and died!"

"Eighteen years old, the last little sister to be born, didn't live for half a year, and died at home."

"A few years ago, you may remember that your aunt, who is my eldest sister, the eldest sister in the family, was suddenly diagnosed with advanced breast cancer! It didn't take long to leave. ”

"I seem to understand how much you feel now!" Father said so much, just to pave the way for this last sentence.

Lin Xiaochuan felt numb to what came out of his father's mouth, he didn't think that his father could understand his current situation and mood, even though his father himself felt that he had experienced the same environment as his son now.

To be honest, hearing these words from his father's mouth, Lin Xiaochuan was a little broken in his heart, probably because of the reason that the night covered up, so the tears flowed out of his eyes and flowed down more easily than before.

The father said so much, since there was not a word about his daughter, his own sister. What kind of status does my sister have in his father's heart, even if it is a piece of flesh that falls from his body, it will make people feel the meaning of pain from the words.

And the father didn't, and there was no pain in the father's words for the loss of his daughter.