Chapter 129:

The next day, the thin sunlight of the deep winter leaked through the slits of dark clouds, and soon the needle-like drizzle floated outside the window.
Zhao Lanxiang was awakened by the rustling sound of rain and leaves on the street. She raised her head and saw the man's sleeping face in close proximity.
In his deep sleep, he has a rare cuteness, thin lips slightly pursed, long and even breathing, a deep shadow cast on the tall bridge of the nose, handsome and deep, eyebrow peaks gathered together, flying diagonally into the temples.
I just got rid of the greenness, the masculinity that quickly became mature, young and beautiful, Zhao Lanxiang carefully sniffed and youthful, even the crazy and intensive possession last night was so exciting.
If this is the meaning of rebirth, what Zhao Lanxiang feels at the moment is endless sweetness. He has joined hands since he was nineteen years old and has witnessed his youthful impulses and slowly waited for him to become mature and elegant.
that's nice.
"Bo Geer, it's so cold today." Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help raising her head to kiss the man's lips.
He Songbai also woke up, and he asked his newly married wife in a low voice: "Is it?"
Soon his hot body came close and wrapped her, "Is it still cold?"
Zhao Lanxiang learned the warmth from the man and rubbed him with satisfaction.
There was a rusty rain outside the window, but at the moment the hearts they embraced were extraordinarily peaceful, and they enjoyed this undisturbed time alone.
He Songbai did not have the habit of lazy bed, he quickly got up.
He put on his clothes and fastened his coat and asked Zhao Lanxiang: "What do you want to eat?"
Zhao Lanxiang ordered two casually with her eyes closed. "Soybean milk dumplings, just go and buy on the street."
When Zhao Lanxiang woke up again, he saw a small basket full of small baskets on the table. He Songbai was washing his hands in the kitchen. His fingers were stained with white flour and eluted in clear running water. He still wore an apron that he hadn't taken off, and the snow-white color made him more cool and handsome.
Zhao Lanxiang was surprised and surprised, she said: "Is Xiaolongbao made by Bo Geer, um--"
She picked up one to eat, "It tastes great!"
He Songbai took off his apron, and his young face was full of pride and pride.
He handed the soy milk to his wife in front of him, "I will give grandma tea after drinking."
"We have to do like this in the countryside to get the mother-in-law to fulfill the old man's heart, she should go back..."
Zhao Lanxiang solved this loving breakfast by the man himself, and took He Songbai's hand to go to her parents' house to meet her grandmother.
The old man had already eaten morning tea made by his father-in-law Zhao Yongqing. She had a good appetite for two bowls of polenta and a bowl of corn porridge.
Feng Lian picked two futons for her, and the newlyweds both knelt in front of the elderly and kowtowed to tea.
Zhao Lanxiang said: "I hope Apo Shou will be brighter than Nanshan and Sun and Moon."
Granny gave her a red envelope as her reimbursement fee. But in fact, Zhao Lanxiang has called her grandma for a long time.
He Songbai also said a few auspicious words to respect tea for the grandmother.
Grandma said with a smile: "Let's live a good life, and strive to let me embrace my great-grandson as soon as possible."
In a word, the little couple blushed.
She paused again and said: "You two still have learning tasks on your body. After the exam is completed, the weather is warmer, then go back to the country and pick a good day to set up a bar."
This is indeed the case. Only when wine is put in the countryside is it true marriage. However, both of them are college students now, and they are about to face severe study assessments, and the country's wedding wine has to be postponed.
Zhao Lanxiang and He Songbai both nodded and responded. They drank some morning tea on Zhao's parents' side and took two big red envelopes, and then retired with satisfaction.
Zhao Lanxiang asked He Songbai the next plan, he said without hesitation: "My test period collided with our marriage period, I have applied for a deferred test with teacher Gu, and wait for the re-examination at the beginning of the school.
Zhao Lanxiang said bluntly: "We don’t have many exams, let’s just go back to the countryside with Granny."
He Songbai pinched her face and stared at her beautiful face, "Let's spend this New Year together?"
Zhao Lanxiang smiled and put his head on his chest, "Of course I have to live together."
He Songbai couldn't help but raised his lips. This year's New Year in the countryside can be expected to be very lively.
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A week later, Zhao Lanxiang quickly solved the final exam, packed his luggage and followed He Songbai back to the countryside.
This time, they chose to take the train to consider for the elderly's health. Secondly, He Songbai couldn't help but think of the only two memories of the train when they talked to the subject, so he pulled the subject and took the train from city G to city N again.
He Songbai still bought a sleeping berth, do some things for Zhao Lanxiang before and after, and still laid her clothes on the sleeping berth, let her sit on the cushion.
Zhao Lanxiang took his hand, "Sit down and rest, and the brother-in-law!"
Li Dali laughed silently. He raised the kettle and worked diligently to give the whole family hot water.
He Songbai peeled a grapefruit to the subject, peeled off the flesh and placed it on a plate for her to eat. This kind of subtle consideration makes the aunt in the workshop joking: "You are a newlyweds, this little look can be really sweet."
He Songbai and Zhao Lanxiang heard the words and could not help but smile at each other.
He and she both remembered the difficult journey in S City that year, and there was the same joke on the road.
This time He Songbai no longer has to implicitly and embarrassedly acquiesced, he stood up and said happily: "Yeah, we just got married this month!"
"Preparing to abduct her to go to the country to do wedding wine."
"Oh, so, then you have to treat your daughter-in-law very well, she is willing to live with you in the country is not easy." Aunt said.
Zhao Lanxiang was already laughing, but He Songbai replied seriously: "This is for sure!"
"It's a rare city girl who is willing to marry a poor boy this year, and I will cherish it. She loves to live with me with a heartbreak."
His voice was thick and loud, like a poor boy in the country who was dumbfounded with joy.
On the following day and night, he tried his best to be gentle with a husband, and delivered three meals a day, delivered on call, and spoke to her to relieve boredom. Both the married and unmarried women in this carriage envy Zhao Lanxiang.
Soon, they returned to Hezitun.
From the moment when Zhao Lanxiang set foot on this land, he saw this familiar landscape, his eyes were rubbing like sand, and he could not help getting sour.
"I am finally back."
In front of her, there appeared a bullock cart sitting in a hula, talking with her fellow villagers about leaving. She walked all the way and wiped her tears. Never dare to look back, as if to look at it more, you can't live without it.
He Songbai said enthusiastically: "I will show you something."
Carrying heavy luggage, he ran away with the object's hand.
Along the way, he constantly met the old fellow, "Oh, he's back."
"The university is on holiday?"
"Who is the girl you are pulling..."
Zhao Lanxiang's heart was beating violently, her breathing was rapid, and He Songbai took her to the bullpen.
He took out a thin key from his arms and twisted the chain "click". He took off the plastic shed cover over something, and a black and bright Phoenix car caught Zhao Lanxiang's sight.
The moment she recognized it, she covered her mouth in shock.
At this moment, complex emotions rushed into my heart, and after a thousand turns, Zhao Lanxiang's nose was sore, and tears came out slowly.
"Five years, it... is still there."
She thought that it had been corroded by wind and rain into a pile of scrap copper and iron in the years, and was completely discarded by He Songbai.
When she left that year, it had started to rust.
This Phoenix car was in the summer of seven or six years. Zhao Lanxiang used a lot of delicious food from Tang Qing to facilitate his "speculation." A bicycle carries countless memories of them. They rode a phoenix car, experienced wind and rain, and walked through the spring, summer, autumn and winter.
He rode a bicycle to work hard and gradually improved the dilemma of his family; he rode her on a bicycle and secretly dated and fell in love in the mountains.
As soon as Zhao Lanxiang saw this Phoenix car, his memories of that year poured out like crazy, like a dyke.
He Songbai's fingers stroked its slightly rusty steel and said, "It looks quite new, but in fact many parts are so bad that they can't be used anymore. I have replaced them one after another."
He pointed to the bicycle chain and sighed: "The year you left, the car's chain was broken and the tire burst."
"The next year, its gear was bald."
"In the third year, many of its parts were rusted."
He Songbai described the experience of the Phoenix car in a plain tone. Zhao Lanxiang sucked her nose and wiped her tears constantly.
He Songbai said: "It's the first precious thing you gave me. I don't want it to be bad. Every year I paint it to remove rust and change parts."
"You really hate it, why do you tell me these things." Zhao Lanxiang said with a sniff.
He Songbai said with a smile: "It is a luxury. I used to be unable to afford it. You gave it to me so I can use it. Later, when I went to university, it also lost its effect. But it also It's still something I treasure. Lanxiang, I want to tell you."
"Although time is a bit ruthless, it will take away a lot of things. But as long as you care for it, it will always be with us."
"The same is true for feelings, and it will last forever. I hope that we will still have the same feelings as we do today."
Zhao Lanxiang's tears were like a dike, she patted He Songbai's chest hard.
He Songbai hugged her, "Don't cry, is it so easy to cry?"
"I still want to make you happy."
"I will take you to do something to make you happy."
That evening, for the first time, He Songbai accompanied his subjects seriously and watched the sunset for the first time. The beautiful scenery of the countryside was like a picture scroll, and it was beautiful. Migratory birds migrating from the north flapped their wings, skimmed the hills, and the adult glyphs were hidden in the woods. Only the crisp bird sounds left, gently and gently.
The clear yellow sunset on the horizon slowly sank into the mountainside, and the melting gold was burning in the clouds, and it was gorgeous and dazzling, and the crimson was like fire and purple gold.
He Songbai said: "It seems that the elder sister is calling me, you are waiting here, I will come when I go."
Zhao Lanxiang nodded.
After about half an hour, Zhao Lanxiang squatted with sore legs, and she was going back to her old house to wash vegetables and cook, but she didn't expect her shoulder to be photographed.
It was He Songbai who was back. He was holding a hand full of flaming kapok and said with a smile on his face, "The first bunch of flowers this winter."
Kapok gathers in a cluster, like a burning flame, the core is pale yellow like powder, and the beautiful and dazzling flower buds are like a delicate palace lamp, delicate and clear, and the veins are clear. They seemed like fierce women in the cold wind, warm like fire, blossoming a stunning beauty in the prosperous world.
Zhao Lanxiang felt that she would never be more moved to cry in her life.
She hugged him holding the flower, with a strong nasal voice: "How did you collect flowers!"
"Hate! Brother Bo, you are so nice."
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