The four seasons have flavors, and the midsummer of July is like a cup of sweet orange-flavored soda.

Xu Cheng, who came home in the evening, stripped naked, ran into the bathroom with his bare ass and took a shower.

The first semester of junior high school has ended, and the memory is long, muggy, and the summer vacation is coming, accompanied by bursts of cicadas.

Even if the faces of the people outside are scorching in the heat wave, Xu Cheng will follow Tan Songge next door to the green field every afternoon to run for a while.

He speaks and does things maturely and generously, even with high school students, and he really plays the ball well, the position of the striker can be given to him to play, Li Qiuyang can only go to the goal.

In fact, the midfield position is more sought-after than the striker, especially the right midfielder.

After all, who doesn't want to be a heartthrob with two wings at once!

I wiped the water droplets on my body with a towel in front of the mirror, and my figure was much taller than the first year of junior high school.

At this age, I can't train any abdominal muscles, chest muscles, and biceps, but at least I am not fat or thin, I don't feel bloated, and I don't lose weight like most boys.

"Yo, what's the smell of being alone?"

From the mirror, I saw He Ying pushing the door in behind and throwing her dirty clothes into the washing machine.

Xu Cheng hurriedly covered his buttocks with a towel, hunched over, and his whole body was as red as a boiled prawn.

"Mom! I've told you a few times! I'm grown up, you can't just come in in the shower! ”

"What's wrong? When you were a child, I wiped your shit and wiped your buttocks, and I had to change your diapers every day, and I wouldn't let me in."

"Wasn't that when I was a kid!"

Xu Cheng pushed and shoved, pushing the old lady out of the door, and He Ying was still muttering outside.

"Hypocrisy, how can you look like a little girl."

Xu Cheng was trembling in the bathroom, and parents in this era don't pay too much attention to boys' privacy!

The hair is too lazy to blow it, anyway, it's hot, wait for it to dry naturally.

The small flat head does not need to be blown, sparse and sparse, drying, cool.

Shirtless, he fished half a watermelon from the refrigerator and carried it to the bedroom.

Pick up your phone, take a spoonful of watermelon, and take another look at the unread messages on your phone.

A lot.

I can only say a lot, because this will QQ does not have a 99+ display function.

"Porridge boss: The rice noodles I ate at noon are delicious" [smiley]"

"Porridge boss: I pierced a ball head today, and my grandmother said it was very cute"

"Boss Porridge: Do you think it's good for me to go out in a dress today, with my knees up five centimeters?"

Lin Wancongee went to her grandmother's house to accompany the elderly at the beginning of the summer vacation, and she was happy to send him a small detail like this almost every day on QQ.

Xu Cheng replied in turn.

"Jinghai's first affection: The rice I ate at noon, I cooked too much and one person didn't finish it, and my mother brought it to me to eat fried rice at night"

"Jinghai First Affectionate: 5 cm up the knee??? [Question mark face]"

"Jinghai No. 1 affectionate: I think it's better to be conservative outside!"

"Jinghai First Affectionate: How about a down jacket?"

Lin Wancongee immediately replied, staring at her phone 24 hours a day, Xu Cheng felt sorry for her little traffic.

"Boss Porridge: You want to heat me to death [Bomb]"

"Boss Porridge: I went to the zoo today, the giant panda is really interesting, round"

"Boss Porridge: If only I were a panda, eat and drink, and have someone to serve"

"Jinghai's first affectionate: I measured it today, 1.61 meters [smiley face]"

Xu Cheng opened his mouth and sent this sentence over, and the red harazi flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

Imagining the expression of shock on the other end of the phone, Lin Wancongee was extremely shocked.

I felt very satisfied in my heart, and I felt like I saw the light of day through the clouds and mist, turned over and sang to the serfs.

Who knows?

has been discriminated against by her height for more than a year, and is finally about to blow the horn of overtaking!

I immediately received a new message on my phone.

"Boss Porridge: I'm sorry, I just measured it today, 1.62 meters, still a little taller than you [smiley]"

Xu Cheng's head was full of question marks.

"Jinghai's first affection: It's such a coincidence? Who are you fooling [question mark face]"

"Porridge boss: Lie that you are a puppy, 1.62 meters, net weight 39.7 kg without clothes"

"Jinghai's first affection: You are so thin when you take off your clothes?"

"Boss Porridge: That's right [grinning]"

"Jinghai's first affection: I don't believe it, you eat so many things every day, unless I see [picking my nose]"

"Porridge boss: What do you say!"

In the exchange of bombs, kitchen knives, and defenses, Xu Cheng sucked the watermelon-flavored hala at the corner of his mouth and closed his mobile phone.

Hearing He Ying's tinkling work in the kitchen, she sensibly put on a T-shirt and went over to help.

"Mom, is there anything I need help with?"

Summer vacation and winter vacation are high-risk periods for children to eat and fight, and Xu Cheng tries to behave better at home to avoid the pain of skin and flesh.

He Ying's hands kept moving, pointing to the plastic bag for her.

"Go wash the mushrooms for me."

After that, he lowered his head and nagged Xu Cheng while chopping onions, "You don't want to sign up for a cram school, learn the things of the second year of junior high school in advance, and play with Tan Song?" Tan Song is a sports student, you know, you can go to college if you play football every day."

Xu Cheng thought the onion was spicy, so he stayed away, and diverted the topic by the way, "What kind of dish did you fry at night?" ”

"Stir-fried diced pork with fresh mushrooms."

Xu Cheng couldn't stand the spicy taste of the onion, and he hated his mother's nagging, so he hurriedly washed it again, drained the water, and prepared it on the board.

He Ying brought it up and looked at it, and was very dissatisfied, "Wash it a few more times, can you wash it after a few hasty rinses?" ”

Xu Cheng was confident, "I removed most of the fishy smell of mushrooms, but I kept a part, I think I retained some of the taste of mushrooms, and I knew that you were eating mushrooms." ”

"You're going to get it."

"Hey, hey."

Xu Cheng opened the refrigerator door, and wanted to search for desserts such as ice cream and cakes, and hummed some songs in his mouth.

"But the snow~"

"That's right."

He Ying poked her head out of the kitchen, "Tomorrow is the death day of Yu Yu's parents, her mother-in-law's leg is just right, and now she has cataracts, don't let her walk around, you can accompany her back to the village tomorrow to burn paper." ”

"Oh."

My mother-in-law suddenly fell and injured her leg and was admitted to the hospital, where doctors found out that she had severe cataracts.

During that period when Yu Yu was most helpless, He Ying took the time to go to the hospital every day to help her take care of her mother-in-law.

Xu Cheng obviously felt that the relationship between this girl and He Ying was much closer.

He asked He Ying to take Yu Yu as his goddaughter once.

For the past three years, He Ying and her mother-in-law seem to want to make this happen.

It's just that Yu Yu has been refusing.

If He Ying mentions it again next time, will this girl agree?

The next day, when the sky was bright, he followed Yu Yu, who was slanting across the army's green cloth bag, to the station.

Maybe in order to see her parents beautifully, she put on that cherished black dress.

A silk bow was softly tied around the waist, and the skirt was below the knee, revealing a small delicate calf, and the fly in the ointment was a few pink acne marks from mosquito bites.

It would be nice to match a pair of 1D-8D flesh-colored stockings, which can just cover the imperfection on the legs, and it is especially easy to tear.

She didn't eat breakfast, she pinched a small coarse grain steamed bun in both hands and chewed it carefully.

Focusing on dry rice, he looks like a little rabbit eating his hands.

Yu Guang swept to Xu Cheng looking at him, twisted his body embarrassedly, and faced him.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes never dared to meet Xu Cheng's eyes.

"Do you want to eat too?"

(End of chapter)