Lao Zhou suddenly came to a series of Shanghai-style talk show-like performances, with a loud and affectionate voice, and I couldn't help but want to applaud.

"Anyway, your grandfather is fine." Lao Zhou cared.

"Very good, my grandfather's health has always been very good, but he has a little arthritis, so he hasn't gone to the Confucian Temple to set up a bookstall in the past few years, and he must have gone every Sunday."

"Oh, it's nothing, it's a little bit of a problem here and there, right?"

I nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes." ”

"Anyway, it's very lively on Changli Road now, and it's convenient to see a doctor."

"It's quite convenient, there are family beds, and the doctor will come to the door every week, but my grandfather doesn't need a doctor to come to the door, he just can't walk much, and his knees don't bear weight."

"Just eat less braised pork!" After speaking, Lao Zhou laughed again.

When the boat docked, I said goodbye to Uncle Zhou, and he repeatedly said, "Help me say hello, you must say hello to me." ”

"Okay, okay, goodbye Uncle Zhou."

I pushed the cart on the boat, because the bicycle can not be separated, so I can not go to the second floor, at 2:20, there are only more than a dozen passengers on the boat, compared with the bustle of my parents' generation when they were young, the current ferry boat is more elegant and literary.

This familiar feeling, this feeling of listening to the sound of the surging river and the wind blowing around me, as if standing here are grandfathers, grandmothers, grandfathers, grandmothers, fathers and mothers, it is Lixia when I was a child, and it is the little girl who runs behind my grandfather to the second-hand book market on Sunday.

I opened the cap and took a sip of water to moisten my throat.

It's been almost two hours since I left school, and I'm cycling slowly, thinking that I can get home before dinner, so I'm not in a hurry.

Stepping on the ferry, more than half of the boat, I felt that the river breeze was moist, and the slightest fatigue dissipated without a trace.

When I was a child, my grandfather took me and my books from Pudong to Puxi to catch up with the book market, and went out by boat in the morning...... It makes people feel warm and inclusive, and probably the city of Shanghai feels like the wind of the Huangpu River, leisurely and gentle.

The river breeze blows, full of life.

My grandfather only brought more than 30 books to the stall every time, and said that he would take me to eat pork ribs and rice cakes when they were sold out, and I nodded. It was the end of the 90s, and my memories were vague, but the river and the book were like anchors, holding me firmly.

As recommended by Uncle Zhou, I walked along Binjiang Avenue from the South Wharf Road.

This scenic riverside avenue from Yangpu Bridge to Xupu Bridge, a total length of 22 kilometers, riding a car, along the river, a few hundred meters of a landscape, a few hundred meters of a river station.

If I want to say that when I return to Pudong during the holidays in the past two years, my favorite place to walk, listen to music, and blow the wind must be Binjiang Avenue.

Pedal along the dedicated cycling path all the way home, and the air on the riverside avenue after the rain is exceptionally fresh.

The weather at the beginning of June, the sun will not be dew after the rain, the faint light and the river murmuring, the shallow sun chasing the splash, like a row of small silver bells, waiting for the evening of the slanting sun.

What a beautiful scenery it should be on the riverside in the evening.

The small flowers on the shore are brilliant, daisies, morning glories, small moon seasons, and even sorrel are soft notes on the lines of staves.

It's okay, after graduation, you can come to Binjiang for a walk every day, as long as you have money, leisure and ideals, Lixia, sunshine and rain never disappoint everyone.