After thinking about it, Si Sheng did not snatch the half mooncake back from Ling Xize.

Ling Xize said that Lu Qin cooks once a year and makes mooncakes once a year.

Si Sheng didn't have much hope, but as soon as she sipped, the sweet taste defeated all her guesses, and the taste was better than she thought, and no less than what she sold on the market.

This craft is completely worthy of recognition.

"How is it?" Ling Xize asked.

"tasty."

Si Sheng never stings with her praise.

Ling Xize smiled gently, loosened his fingers on the screen of his phone, and sent out a newly recorded voice.

As for Si Sheng, who was eating mooncakes seriously, he did not notice Ling Xize's little move at all.

"It's really impossible not to accept it. How long has it been to work? Just a little work, I'm so tired that my back and back hurts." Grandpa Wang sighed heavily in the yard.

"You are in good health. Look at Lao Yi, you can't stand it just by sitting."

"Old Song, you are really, can you compare this?"

"What can't be compared? You are not a few years apart."

The elderly in the courtyard had no taboos at all and took out Yi Zhongzheng's illness openly and talked about it. Perhaps, they had seen the ending clearly from the heart, and the life after year, leaving one after another, which made them mentally prepared for their ending.

However, the words they made jokes come to Si Sheng's ears and felt something else.

The originally soft, sweet and glutinous mooncakes suddenly lost their taste and tasted like wax.

Her eyebrows and eyes drooped, quieted down and didn't say anything.

The old people were discussing death, relaxed and relieved. Their cemeteries were ready. They bought them together. They would be reunited one by one when they left one by one in the future.

"The only thing I can't bear to bear is those children. Logically speaking, they are so old, and they can take good care of themselves, but they always feel that they are the same as when they were young. Nowadays, young people have more problems. They don't eat on time and sleep on time. They don't know how to wear one more piece of clothes in this cold weather."

An old man was nagging.

When it comes to younger generations, these cheerful and optimistic old men seem to be less relieved.

"That girl in our family loves to cause trouble." Yi Zhongzheng's old and slow voice rang out in this cold snowy night, "You can take care of me after I leave."

Si Sheng didn't listen to anything else.

After eating her last bite of the mooncake, she stood up, patted the dust and snowflakes on her clothes, lowered her head, and looked at Ling Xize.

She said lightly: "Let's go."

"Um."

Ling Xize then stood up.

On the way here, the footprints of the two of them were left, but in just a while, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering the footprints, leaving only shallow traces.

No one spoke.

The old people have accepted the departure, and the young people cannot force them to stay.

These old people live more transparently, open-mindedly, optimistically and soberly. On the contrary, they are trapped here and rarely say the word "relieve".

"Si Sheng."

After walking a long ramp, Ling Xize suddenly stretched out his hand to Si Sheng.

Si Sheng turned his head to look at him, "What are you doing?"

"There is a beginning and an end, I will take you back."

""

Made, this makes her look like a scumbag who plays with feelings.

However, Ling Xize still took her hand without saying a word and put it in his pocket. Si Sheng thought about it, but did not pull her hand back.

Too warm.

What kind of relationships are so warm that they are all out of her considerations.

They don’t want so many troubles.

The way back was not far. However, the two of them walked for a long time.

The wind and snow are too heavy, and the snow is getting thicker and thicker. They step down from deep and shallow.

In this familiar alley, Si Sheng would recall a lot of past events, and was so quiet that no one was disturbed by the New Year's Eve. She didn't mind telling Ling Xize about her youthful past.

Her story is wonderful and does not require artistic processing, which is enough to make people amazed.

Later, they returned to the Yi family.

The yard was not as quiet as they imagined. The five bored people in the house came out. They left the warm environment inside and were all wrapped in rice dumplings and set off fireworks in the yard.

The fireworks in hand held, through a door, were only slight sounds that would not be noticed.

However, as soon as the door opened, under the illumination of many lights, the fireworks blooming in their hands were full of childlike fun and past memories, and one by one, carrying the beauty of many similar nights.

"Are you back?"

The first person to discover the two was Si Fengmian.

He held up two fireworks with cold light and waved at them. As his arms swung, the fireworks bloomed in the air, drawing a beautiful arc.

Si Sheng suddenly woke up and took back the hand from Ling Xize's pocket.

although

This scene was seen by everyone.

"then."

Chu Luo's voice suddenly sounded, and accompanied by a box of unopened fireworks.

Just as Si Sheng was about to raise his hand to grab it, Ling Xize took her one step ahead, stretched out his long arm, and grabbed it.

He turned his head and asked Si Sheng: "Do you have a lighter?"

"You want to play, too?"

Si Sheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

This kind of child thing is not very compatible with Ling Xize.

"Um."

Ling Xize did not hesitate to think.

So Si Sheng smiled suddenly, took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it to him.

Ling Xize caught it, but became suspicious, "Take it with you?"

"I'm used to it."

As he answered lazily, Si Sheng had already stepped forward and walked into the courtyard.

The lighter in her hand still had her remaining warmth. Ling Xize spread his palms and looked at the lighter that seemed ordinary but actually expensive, and couldn't help but squint.

Si Sheng did not participate in the childish "fireworks party", so she brought a stool, opened it, put it at the door, and sat down like the door god.

There is a hot water bag in my arms and a snack in my hands.

After Qin Fan set off a handful of fireworks in his hand, he ran over and smiled at her: "Talented and talented, just show his skills."

Si Sheng cooperated and raised his eyebrows, "Go to Erhu!"

"No!"

Qin Fan almost died of laughter by her.

Si Sheng learned Erhu after he was ten years old. It is said that when she saw her senior sister being forced to learn piano, she felt pitiful and wanted to learn a musical instrument to accompany her.

After picking it up, I finally picked the erhu for the elderly to have leisure and entertainment.

I also took the certificate exam by tying.

Qin Fan saw Si Sheng, who was a teenager sitting at the door early in the morning, and pulled the neighbors to a broken face and dared not say anything. He secretly lamented that the beautiful girl was not dependent on her face and did not rely on fighting. It was not easy to learn some living skills, and she had to support her.

When I think about that picture now, I feel very funny.

Throwing the nuts into his mouth, Si Sheng said leisurely: "I can beat gongs and drums and sauna, and I can do it a little."

Qin Fan asked: "Can't you come to some young people?"

"Use this."

Suddenly, Song Qingming handed over an item.

Under the complex lights, the two of them looked closely and realized that it was a leaf.

The green leaves that have just grown, the length of their fingers is green, but they are faintly painted with other colors under the confusion of the colorful lights.

After taking the leaves and confirming that they were not fake based on their touch, Si Sheng raised his eyebrows and stared at Song Qingming suspiciously, "There are leaves now?"

Song Qingming nodded and explained: "Spring is here."
To be continued...