Singing songs, riding cars, passing by the Mercedes Performing Arts Center and the China Pavilion, waiting for the long traffic light at the intersection of Pudong South Road and South Road.

The sound of street basketball can be heard in Rock Park......

"Lixia is back." When I parked the car, I met Grandma Axian at No. 166, and the grandmother seemed to be afraid of the heat and had changed to a flower short-sleeved.

"Grandma Axian, I haven't seen my grandmother for a long time, I miss me."

Grandma Axian watched me grow up, and I always had a kind of grandma-like affection for her.

"Okay, good come, all over my body is sweaty, smelly, we graduated in Lixia, have you found a job?"

Me: Work? Grandmother......! Can you talk about something else?

"Oh, there are so many books, I'll let the beans move for you, you can't move them."

Douzi is the grandson of Grandma Ah Xian, and also my classmate from elementary school to high school, Douzi is a year older than me, but he looks younger than me, and he is thin and tall, exactly like a bean sprout.

"It's okay, I can do it myself, grandma, didn't Douzi say he won't be back until next week."

As I spoke, I loosened the rope and lowered the book on the handrail of the stairs.

He said that there would be an exhibition at the China Pavilion on the weekend, and he came back early. No wonder, it turned out that Lixia was back, and that kid was still hiding from me. ”

Although I told Douzi to go home today, how could this guy come back early because of me.

"I said why did your mother buy so many vegetables today, I saw her in the vegetable field in the morning, two baskets of vegetables, full, it turned out that Lixia was back."

"Really? I miss my mother's cooking. ”

As soon as I talked about eating, my stomach rumbled again.

Hurriedly holding the book, he walked to the next building.

"Lixia, I'll look for you later." As soon as I walked out of the hallway, I heard the sound of Beanzi, who lived on the second floor, and now he was standing by the window and shouting at me.

This guy is as unreliable as he was when he was a child.

I muttered and nodded vigorously, holding the book in both hands, it was not easy for me to do this nodding action.

Douzi's family and grandfather's family are neighbors, this relationship is complicated, the older generation of Shanghainese, many from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, after arriving in Shanghai, relatives and friends live very close, a lane before and after, stringed together, the eldest son of the Zhang family calls the little granddaughter of the Liu family aunt, and the youngest grandson of the Li family calls the grandfather of the Zhang family uncle.

These intricate relationships, combined with the differences in the names of different cultures, really have a lot of question marks for me.

Later, my mother told me that it was not a relative, but a place where people lived relatively close to each other after coming to Shanghai a few years ago, and many people called according to the name of their relatives, and after a long time, they really looked like a big family.

Later, after moving to Pudong, the old people are also willing to live in an area, which is lively.

My grandfather's family and the ancestors of the Douzi family are probably the same place, because my father works on both sides of Pudong and Puxi, and I go to school in Huangpu District, so when I was young, I spent a lot of time with Douzi, and my grandmother began to nag when I graduated from primary school, Douzi is a boy, and girls can't always play with boys when they grow up, you have to be sensible.

In my opinion, Beans are my best friend, does it have anything to do with boys?

想着阿仙奶奶说妈妈买了很多菜，我似乎都已经能闻到楼道里飘着菜香味。

I want to eat stir-fried broad beans, braised bamboo shoots in oil, white chopped chicken, shepherd's cabbage tofu soup, osmanthus pork, shredded eel, grilled pork ribs with green onions, duck in this sauce, potato and red sausage salad, and preferably a bowl of blood glutinous rice porridge at room temperature, add half a teaspoon of sugar, and match a little Taicang meat floss.

I'm a pig!

If I could eat with "want", I would have been a fat man of 300 pounds.

It took me two runs back and forth to pile up all the books at the door of my house, and it took me more physical strength to dig through my schoolbag to find the keys than riding a bicycle for half a kilometer.

In the end, I took the books out of my bag one by one, piled them up outside the door, and then turned to the house key at the bottom of the bag.

As soon as the key was placed in the lock, there was a click, and the door opened.