After crossing the wooden bridge, we walked on the winding country road, and the grass and flowers on both sides of the path emitted a burst of fragrance, which made people feel happy.

Pingping, who usually walks quickly, slowed down a lot at this time, and walked in the direction of her house with us, Ruoling said to Pingping: "Pingping, were you originally going to go out?" Pingping turned around and said: "Mom is still busy in her own place, the salt at home is running out, Mom asked me to go to the consignment store to buy, but I went to the consignment store to close, the door posted a note saying that I went into the city to buy goods, and I will come back tomorrow, I was about to leave, I heard someone shouting for help in the direction of the wooden bridge not far away, the more I listened to it, the more it looked like your voice, I quickly ran over." ”

"Oh my God, God has eyes, fortunately you are here today" Ruoling said in surprise,

"Thank you, Pinkie!" I continued Ruoling's words. We talked and laughed all the way about topics that we couldn't normally talk about at school: for example, the history teacher who taught us always had to make small talk to us at the end of the class and say that he actually wanted to be a music teacher, and that he liked to sing when he was younger...... We chatted all the way, and I felt that we had opened up all the words that were usually locked in the chatterbox, so happy.

"We're almost there," Pingping said, turning back to us, gesturing to a brick house in front of her.

Pingping's father, a railway worker, was tragically killed in a railway construction a year ago, and this bad news made her, who has always been lively and cheerful, suddenly become silent.

Ruoling has always been good with her, and she tried to comfort her and help her, but she was also refused. At this time, Ruoling and I felt so relieved that she had finally opened her heart and could talk to us freely.

Ruoling and I looked at Pingping leading the way in front of us, and we looked at each other and smiled, feeling a sense of relief.

Pinkie's home finally arrived, a five-room brick house with several kinds of flowers and plants in a small courtyard in front of it, and a table with three chairs.

The whole courtyard looks very chic. Pinky led us into the back room.

"Pinkie, do you still have a clean coat that you don't wear much? Put it on Xiao Cheng, he gets wet like that"

"Ah, no, no, no, how can I wear girls' clothes, no, no, Pingping, do you still have your father's coat? I can wear it," I said to Pinkie in a panic.

Ruoling and Pingping heard this, and replied at the same time: "Huh? Immediately, Pingping lowered her head with tears in her eyes and said nothing.

Ruoling grabbed my hand and pulled me to the courtyard: "Xiaocheng, don't you know what's going on?" Have you forgotten the customs of the countryside? In the countryside, whenever a loved one dies, the clothes worn by the family must be burned, one is to prevent seeing things and thinking about others, and the other is that the deceased can receive these clothes in another world. ”

"God, I forgot about this, I just thought that I couldn't wear Pingping's clothes, but I didn't react, so I went to apologize to Pingping" After I finished speaking, I went to the back room,

"Xiao Cheng, wait a minute, you're going to go over like this? I'll take you over, I'm best friends with her" Ruoling took my hand and walked to the back room.

"Pingping, Xiao Cheng apologized to you, he just fell into the river, and now he is still depressed, he speaks without hindrance, he is unintentional, you forgive him"

"Ruoling, I'm fine, don't blame Xiao Cheng, others are very good, I know he is unintentional, I picked a lot of dark red mulberries, come and eat, Teacher Ye said that you especially like to eat mulberries." I unconsciously shed tears, Pingping and Ruoling are both innocent and kind girls, Ruoling actually doesn't like to eat mulberries very much, but because I like to eat, I always pay attention to mulberry trees where I usually go to play.

So much so that Teacher Ye thought that she especially liked to eat mulberries. (To be continued)