Chapter 17:

Luo Yuan couldn't come easily. Since staying for one night, he didn't have to go back too early the next day. After taking a nap at noon, the sun was not so hot in the afternoon, and Wei Ruxia sent Luo Yuan to the station.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining, and the alleys were full of cool wind. Wei Ruxia stepped on the blue stone slab and had a chat with Luo Yuan.
"Are you going to play after you go back? When do you usually have time?"
Luo Yuan followed her and asked, "What's wrong with not going out?"
"I'm afraid there are questions that I won't do. I want to ask you that you have no time." Wei Ruxia jumped a little lightly, and she turned around and her face was red.
Luo Yuan condensed her eyes and replied softly: "If you have time, send me a video directly."
Wei Ruxia was not the first time to let Luo Yuan give a lecture to her. Even when they were at home, they would directly video contact if they didn't want to go out. Video is faster than pictures and voice, and can quickly feed back questions and answers to each other.
Luo Xuan's answer made Wei Ruxia smile. She turned back and continued to step on the blue stone slab, and casually asked, "Will any time be possible?"
The reason why she asked this question was that she was afraid of Luo Xuan's own holiday arrangements. Luo Yuan is actually a very self-disciplined person who has plans for reading and doing homework in the morning.
"No time for bathing." Luo Yuan replied.
Wei Ruxia slipped and almost lost his balance. The teenager stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm to hold her steady.
Just a moment ago, Luo Xuan didn't help lightly, and there seemed to be the strength of his fingers left on his arm. Wei Ruxia touched the place where he was caught and smiled and said, "I don't know when you take a shower ."
After sending Luo Yuan away, Wei Ruxia returned to her grandmother's house. Li Suhe at home had already gotten up and watched her come back and asked, "Luo Xuan got in the car?"
"Huh." Wei Ruxia should say, looking at Li Suo and the bucket and small iron around him, and there is a small bamboo basket made of bamboo strips. Li Suhe likes to make handcrafts very much. This little bamboo basket was made by herself.
Before going to Wei Zishan's house, Wei Ruxia lived with her grandmother for two months, knowing that she was going to the vegetable garden.
It's four o'clock now, the sun is not poisonous at all, and occasionally the cool wind blows, and the weather is just right.
"Let's lie down for a while." Wei Ruxia was still a little worried. "The garden can go tomorrow."
Li Su and her body are no longer in good health. She waved and said, "It has not rained in these days, the water in the vegetable garden has not been watered, and the grass has not been hoeed. I have been at home for a few days, and my activities and muscles are good."
Seeing her face is not so ugly, Wei Ruxia did not insist anymore, stooped down to hold the small bamboo basket, put the small iron into the bamboo basket, carried the bucket and Li Suhe went to the vegetable garden together.
Li Suhe’s vegetable garden was on the side of the stream where she and Luo Yuan went shopping yesterday. There was a lot of land beside the forest on both sides. The people in the town reclaimed it as a vegetable garden. Almost every family divided a small piece from above. Looking at it, it looks like a green square cut out.
When formerly living in grandma's house, Wei Ruxia often came here to accompany her to play with the vegetable garden. Various vegetables were planted in the vegetable garden, and two rows of shelves were built, one row was cucumber vine and the other was kidney bean vine.
Li Suhe was extremely careful about everything. The vegetable garden was well organized. When he saw the weeds in front of the potato seedlings, he squatted down and cleaned it up after "Oh".
"I'll fetch water." Wei Ruxia carried the bucket and went to the stream.
The stream was not far from the vegetable garden. After Wei Ruxia fetched water, he went back carrying the bucket. As soon as I went back, I heard my grandmother singing. Wei Ruxia smiled and poured the water into the vegetable field. The sound of Lingling Water seemed to be patting the grandmother.
Li Suhe noticed, looked back at her with a smile, Wei Ruxia carried the bucket, and sang together with her.
"Want to sing me to you, taking advantage of my youth now.
Flowers open quietly, decorate your branches of your years.
Who can replace you, love while you are young.
Dearest person, let's be together a long way.
I will sing to you and give me your innocent smile..."
In the early autumn afternoon, the sky falls in the setting sun, next to the lush green forest, next to the green vegetable garden, the sweet voice of the young girl and the old intellectual voice of the old man are mixed together, which is very nice.
After singing a song, the two looked at each other and laughed. Li Suhe raised her eyes and looked at Wei Ruxia against the setting sun. The wrinkles on the old man's face were shaded, making her look more kind.
"This song is very old, did your mother teach you?"
"Well." Wei Ruxia poured water with a bucket, and the cool water droplets splashed on her lap. She said, "But my mother likes Pu Shu best."
I remember the song that she listened to most when she was a child is the "Birch Grove" that her mother gave her. She didn't understand the love and sadness in it, she just felt quiet and nice.
A small iron in her hand hoeed off the weeds in the ground. Li Suo and her movements didn't stop. She seemed to be careless or intentional, and asked.
"Miss mother?"
Wei Ruxia pours his hand on the bucket.
She looked up at Li Suhe and smiled at him at the end, saying, "I still think. But it's okay, I have a grandma with me."
There was a painful itch between the throats, and Li Suhe wanted to cough, but he could hold it back. She watched Wei Ruxia carefully watering the vegetable garden, her slender limbs and her immature face. She looked down at the weeds and sighed softly.
"I want to grow up with you."
There is a big age difference between elders and juniors, especially between granddaughter and grandma. Such age difference is very common between each pair of grandchildren.
Wei Ruxia watched the water in the bucket pouring into the yellow land endlessly. She just filled her heart as if it had been taken away by God again.
The National Day is crowded everywhere. Luo Family rarely goes out on holidays. After Yang Shuru translated today's work, he went to the restaurant and brought home the pineapple cut before the hour's work and went to the living room.
The decoration style of their home is relatively simple, like the decoration in the period of the Republic of China. This villa was the place where Luo Xuan's grandfather and grandmother lived. His grandfather and grandmother were all translators. Later, he went on a business trip abroad and died in an airplane accident. In order to appease Yang Shuru, Luo Qing’s father Luo Qinggu left Luo’s family mansion and moved here when Luo Yuan was very young. Even the decoration of the house has not changed.
Luo Yuan is sitting on the sofa in the living room and is holding a mobile phone while watching the replay of the nBA ball game.
"The screen is so small, isn't it uncomfortable to watch?" Yang Shuru put the pineapple down, handed it to Luo Yuan and asked.
Luo Yuan didn't pick it up, looked at the game lightly and said, "It's okay."
Put the pineapple handed to Luo Yuan into his mouth. The sweet pineapple smell awakened the taste buds. Yang Shuru sat next to his son and said, "You haven't put down your phone when you came back. Why, who are you waiting for?"
Luo Yuan is not a kid who likes to play with mobile phones. When he was on holiday, he usually read comic books.
Luo Yuan did not answer this question. And Yang Shuru thought of something in her heart. She stretched out her finger and poked her son's shoulder a little, and asked, "Are you going to fall in love?"
The look of the son beside him did not change much, he looked up at her, his eyes calm.
Yang Shuru was taken aback by him, and then took another piece of pineapple and said, "I'm kidding, but it doesn't matter if I talk, my mother is not that old-fashioned..."
The vibration of the mobile phone even shook the heart in the chest. Luo Yuan stood up so fast that Yang Shuru didn't see the blush in his ear.
"I'm back to the room." Luo Yuan finished and got upstairs.
He went upstairs as much as possible at a normal pace. After entering the door, Luo Xuan hurried to the desk and took out the textbook. Finally, I just accepted on the screen.
The signal from the countryside was not good. The screen took a while before the girl showed her cheek close to the camera. She leaned a little closer, but her face was still pretty.
Wei Ruxia piled up a pile of test papers and textbooks in front of her, messy as if she hadn't her hair. As soon as Luo Yuan was connected, Wei Ruxia laughed, her eyes curved, clean and beautiful.
"Why did you pick it up?" Wei Ruxia asked, and after looking around, looking at the teenager behind the screen, his brow gently wrinkled and said, "Take a shower?"
Although Luo Yuan was wearing clothes, her white cheeks and ears were slightly pink, as if she had just taken a shower.
It can be seen that Wei Ruxia's words are a joke, Luo Yuan looked at her, her eyes seemed to be able to pierce the screen, and even smell the faint rose fragrance on her.
"Huh." Luo Yuan responded in a light voice, looked at the math textbook in front of her, opened her test paper, and asked, "Which question?"
The mobile phone was placed on the bookshelf. The young man in the screen, his long, white fingers pressed the brand-new test paper. He hadn't done it yet, but he was ready to tell her.
Wei Ruxia looked at it and remembered what grandma said today. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Luo Yuan thinking.
He is her friend. Will they grow up with each other?