Lu Jia sat in the co-pilot and fastened her seat belt.

She never imagined in her life that someone would point to the words 'Lu Duancun' in front of her and say, "Your father is really a big sand sculpture." ”

Is this something that people can do?

The more Lu Jia thought about it, the more angry he became, "Your father is a sand sculpture!" ”

Meng Shi started the car, nodded sympathetically, and gave her a thumbs up, "He is indeed a sand sculpture!" The kind of sand sculpture that is so stupid. ”

Usually at home, Meng Shi and his mother both tacitly acquiesce that Daddy Meng Yueyuan has already burped, saying that he is a sand sculpture, and they are all light.

Lu Jia naturally didn't know Meng Shi's family situation.

She looked at Meng Shi, who gave a thumbs up and looked in agreement, and held back a sentence for a long time, "You are the sand sculpture." ”

Meng Shi pondered for a moment, and felt that he was indeed a bit of a sand sculpture, so he nodded, "There's nothing wrong with it." ”

Is this a quarrel and a win?

I won Meng Shi?

Can the hair be so tasteless?

"I..." Lu Jia was stuck.

On the way from Qingshui to Yaoshan, she looked at Meng Shi with strange eyes.

This thing is suddenly so easy to talk to, I'm afraid it's not a problem with my thinking?

Eaten.

Lu Jia climbed up the terrace of the old mansion from the newly erected staircase.

When she left, it wasn't completely finished, and when she came back, it had already been renovated.

The terrace on the roof of the old house, after reflecting the problem of mosquitoes and rain in Meng.

Chen Zhufeng took the time to come over and set up a shelf, and in addition to facing the front of the bamboo forest, tempered glass was installed on the top and all sides.

This can not only prevent rain, but also put down the mosquito net on the front if Meng Shi wants to stay on the roof at night.

After this change, the utility room below was completely transformed into a load-bearing structure, and the staircase was changed to the outside.

The problem of mosquitoes and rain is solved, that is, the painting style swings in the wind with the white mosquito net in front of it, and it becomes a bit of a light gauze curtain and a smotherly feeling.

There is a deck chair on the terrace, a small table, and a small bench.

Lu Jia sat down on a small bench and looked at the mountains under the sunset through the bamboo forest.

The red fire clouds that had just burned the sky had just gone, and the effort of a meal faded, leaving only a touch of carmine, hanging at the end of the sky.

Meng Shi put the bowl into the stainless steel basin that had been replaced with an old mobile phone.

It was brought to the well behind the old house.

Lately, it's all Grandma cooking, and he washes the dishes.

"I love bathing... Wrong... I love washing dishes, skin... Wrong... Forget it, whoop~whoa~"

Meng Shi hummed and chirped, trying to change a dishwashing song.

However, after trying it a little, it felt a little difficult, so I started to scream directly.

He figured out some things during this time, and he was in a good mood.

Lu Jia looked down and couldn't hold back her laughter.

Meng Shi was on his shoulders.

But because the rest of the place is tanned, there is a feeling of still wearing a white vest, and I feel inexplicably happy when I look at it.

Meng Shi knew that she was laughing at her complexion, so she raised her head and scolded: "Stinky rascal." ”

"Why is your pectoralis major so pompous?" Lu Jia is straightforward.

Although Meng Shi was a little stronger than when he was in Sijiu City, he was not much stronger, that is, his arms, neck, and face were tanned, and in comparison, his chest looked white.

Meng Shi glanced down at his chest, raised his head and scolded: "You are hungry for my body!" You shit! ”

Lu Jia was so crooked that she almost didn't fall off the terrace.

She rolled her eyes and complained: "Just the few words we said, they can be dozens of times higher than your ninety-minute Liuxia." ”

Meng Shi didn't bother to take care of her, rinsed the bowl clean, and then wiped it with a rag and put it aside.

He brought a bucket of water from the well, flushed his feet, and then returned to the house with a stainless steel basin.

When he came out again, he was already wearing a plain black T-shirt, with a cigarette in his mouth and a small watermelon in his hand.

Meng Shi put the watermelon in a bucket and hoisted it into a well.

Because of the running water, there is no water in this well, but it is still warm in winter and cool in summer.

And the watermelon soaked in well water feels even better than the one taken out of the refrigerator.

"As long as you wash the dishes and soak a watermelon in the well, the number of broadcasts can be higher than that of Liuxia."

Lu Jia seems to be very dissatisfied with Meng Shi's recent lack of business.

There was a smell of hatred for iron but not steel.

Meng Shi thought that she was his wife and that he was her husband who was not angry.

But there's really nothing wrong with what she said, and she doesn't seem to have made a short video seriously.

Even Xiao Jue, after the "Macho New Treasure Island" became popular, the number of fans surpassed him.

Meng Shi scratched his head, lit the cigarette, leaned against a tall bamboo, and looked at Lu Jia.

Then he put out the cigarette again, climbed up the stairs, sat down cross-legged next to her, and continued to look at her.

The setting sun dyed Meng Shi's face with a layer of warmth.

The hair that he didn't cut when he came back from Sijiu City drooped down, making him look much softer when he looked round.

Lu Jia moved the small bench to the side a little, puffed out his face, frowned, and tried to make himself look fierce: "Look at what I'm doing!" I'm not going to forward Liuxia for you! This kind of video shouldn't be on the beep station! ”

Meng Shi looked away, looked at the red that gradually disappeared in the sky, and said, "Girl, you seem to have a big opinion of Liuxia." ”

Lu Jia was silent for a while, "I feel that you don't value UP at all, the BGM you made is obviously very useful, but you ...... it"

Meng Shi lay down and looked at the sky, "But what's wrong." ”

When Lu Jia looked at Meng, "Xiao Jue's fans have exceeded 100,000 a month, and the materials for his shooting are all given by you, I feel that you know what can be popular, but ......"

"I didn't do it on purpose." Meng Shi took over the conversation, moved his gaze to Lu Jia's face, and grinned: "I didn't expect that the person who knew me best was you, in the last life, your grandfather was going to ...... you for nothing."

"Climb!" When Lu Jia looked at Meng, he was about to talk nonsense again, so he gave him two kicks fiercely.

Seeing that he was honest, he asked: "What does the last narration in Liuxia mean, 'Even if you live again, even if you forget a lot, you shouldn't look at it, you don't need to record it, you should participate in it, you should really live'?" ”

"Don't you understand if you live again? Didn't I say it, in your last life... Okay, okay, don't talk about it, don't talk about it. ”

Meng Shi motioned for her to put her feet down, no one believed her when she said two words of truth these years, it was really lonely as snow.

He sat up, opened his notebook, and smiled: "I have a good health here, and you will understand everything when you are done." ”

Lu Jia felt that this thing was smiling a little infiltrating, and what he said was weird.

But after all, I couldn't hold back my curiosity and leaned over.

Meng Shi played a video that was not cut into Liuxia to Lu Jia.

The video begins with a few children running.

As the picture pulled in, Lu Jia, who had watched "Flowing Summer", recognized that this was Liu Xia, Liu Hao, Meng Yuyu, and several other children.

Liu Xia bit off the vine of the watermelon with his teeth and brought it to the pond.

One of them plucked a lotus leaf and put it on his head.

Liu Xia smashed open the watermelon, and several children laughed and nibbled on the watermelon.

In the open field, there are places everywhere that are scattered.

Liu Hao took Meng to steal sweet potatoes from other people's fields.

After stealing sweet potatoes.

They followed Liu Xia and went to the place where others were raising ducks and touched the duck eggs.

They set up a stove out of stones under the bridge, and they made a net out of wire and put it on the stove in the pile of stones.

Run to the bamboo forest to collect the fading shells of the bamboo.

The sweet potatoes and duck eggs baked in bamboo shells are gluttonous.

In this scorching summer.

Several people fished together in the creek and hit glass bottles with slingshots.

They laughed and laughed, although there were no new toys, but the whole of nature was their playground.

Lu Jia looked at it, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

Although she has not experienced this kind of life, it feels simple and beautiful.

But just as she smiled.

Relaxing music slows down.

As the music changes, this simple beauty quickly begins to fade.

The video was edited by Meng Shi.

The soundtrack here has been changed from "Kikujiro's Summer" to "Reunion with Li Jiangshan" in Lousan's consistent style.

The video continues.

Liu Hao's aunt, who lives in the county seat, bought Liu Hao a set of armored warrior toys.

Liu Xia wanted it very much, Liu Hao asked him to exchange the slingshot for a Yanlong armor, but he was reluctant.

So Liu Xia took advantage of her grandmother's nap and stole her money.

Liu Xia clenched the money tightly in his hand.

It was very hot, and even the cicadas were chirping.

He walked along the side of the road alone to Qingshui Town, which took dozens of minutes to walk.

Looking at this picture, Lu Jia begged Liu Xia to turn back in her heart.

In the next moment, Liu Xia's footsteps stopped.

He turned back.

But he didn't wait for Lu Jia to be happy.

Liu Xia opened his mouth and said, "Don't tell others. ”

Lu Jia was in a trance for a moment, where is there anyone?

At this time, Meng Shi's voice came out.

"Okay."

As this "good" fell, Lu Jia instantly got goosebumps.

At this time, she suddenly realized that this video, like Liuxia, was Meng Shi's subjective perspective - she watched Meng Shi's shot.

So, whether it's eating watermelon, wearing a lotus hat, or roasting sweet potatoes and playing with a slingshot, or even Liu Xia stealing grandma's money.

Whether it was cheerful and relaxed, or Liu Xia made a mistake, Meng Shi was always there, but he just watched, just watched.

"You ......"

Lu Jia really wanted to scold Meng Shi, even if he didn't participate in Liu Xia's play, he should stop Liu Xia from stealing money!

But when the words came to his lips, he stopped again.

"Even if you live again, even if you forget a lot, you shouldn't look at it, you don't need to record it, you should participate in it, you should really live."

Is this "but not supposed to be watched"?

Meng Shi clicked on another video.

In the video, Liu Xia and Liu Hao are saying goodbye to Meng Yuyu.

The car that picked up Meng Yuyu turned around and drove out of the village.

Liu Xia did not say goodbye to Meng Yuyu.

On the way back, Liu Hao said to him, "Your father won't come to pick you up, my grandfather said that he doesn't make ...... outside"

Liu Xia didn't wait for him to finish, he pounced, and the two of them scuffled together.

Lu Jia paused the video and glared at Meng Shi, who was lying like a dead fish.

Her meaning is obvious – you're still watching! You're still shooting, you're recording!

Meng Shiren lay still motionless, reached out and tapped the space of the notebook.

In the video, the blood on Liu Hao's head flowed down.

The camera that Meng Shi had been holding was thrown away.

Lu Jia's perspective landed with the camera.

After the violent shaking, she appeared in the camera for the first time from an upward perspective.

He covered Liu Hao's head tightly.

Lu Jia watched Meng Shi walk out of the camera with the two children at such a strange and twisted angle.

The camera was thrown in place, and Meng Shi didn't even look back.

The camera freezes for a long time, until two minutes later, a stranger appears in the camera, and he bends down to hold the camera up.

The man started running with the camera, the camera pointing at the ground.

Lu Jia's perspective fluctuated with the lens, and she didn't know where the camera would be taken.

"You've dropped something."

With these words, the camera stops.

Lu Jia saw that Meng Shi was squatting, covering Liu Hao's head with one hand, and pulling Liu Xia over with the other hand, Meng Shi said something, and then the heads of the three people touched together.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jia's gaze softened when he looked at Meng Shi.

She thought of Liu Xia's growth in Liuxia.

And in the narration, Meng Shi said:

"Summer is passing, but not disappearing, it flows and then stays in memory."

"I believe that even without this video, Liu Xia will still remember this summer many years later."

"Yaoshan carries our childhood."

"Even if you live again, even if you forget a lot, you shouldn't look at it, you don't need to record it, you should participate in it, you should really live."

Returning from the capital to Yaoshan, from insisting on drifting north to the family, this can be regarded as living again.

He no longer looks, no longer records, but participates.

Lu Jia kicked Meng Shi, "Alas, are you really alive now?" ”

Meng Shi sat up and opened his arms to her.

Lu Jia looked at him and also opened his arms.

The two embraced.

Lu Jia felt that Meng Shi's body was hot.