When she was a child, Song Yiran often lay in front of the electric fan and thought about a question: Why is the weather still so hot that it makes people breathless after the beginning of autumn?
The beginning of autumn shouldn’t it mean that the autumn wind is coming soon?
Now, she and Chen Muyang are lying in front of the electric fan together and think about the two children staring at each other, with all kinds of imaginary imaginations flowing in their minds
After staying for a while, Chen Muyang also discovered that Song Yiran was afraid of the majesty of her parents, but sometimes she liked to go against them and do some naughty things.
For example, only when they are not at home do she dare to lift the hem of her clothes, she will stick her sweaty white belly to the fan to cool her body
While she was happy about the coolness of her simple indulgence, she pulled Chen Muyang over and asked him to stick his belly on the fan with her.
There is no way. When a child does something that goes against the wishes of his parents, he will always try his best to get an accomplice into the water, so as to cheer himself up.
Or, actually, she was very bad and would sneak attack him and pinch his waist
At that time, Chen Muyang would not give in.
He and her were fighting each other like playing games, and each time they ended with Song Yiran stepping onto the ladder cabinet and running back to the upper bunk.
Although she joked about it, Chen Muyang didn't hate her because one day in late August, she secretly bought him a sweet cup cake as a birthday gift.
Even if Chen Muyang is young, he still understands it in his heart
It's great to be able to live here. It's not important to have a Japanese birthplace. My aunt is cold to him, just be a good boy quietly
That day, Song Yiran, who was originally reading comic strips in the room, was called by Pan Hui to buy things
Song Yiran was happily taking the money given to her mother and was about to go downstairs when she thought of something, and ran back and said to Chen Muyang: Brother, you go down with me!
Chen Muyang nodded immediately, got up from the chair and followed her, and went downstairs with her with a smile
After buying oil and salt, Song Yiran, with the few dollars in her pocket, quickly walked into the old cake house next door. Chen Muyang wanted to say that she had gone to the wrong place, so she came out with a small cup of cake.
Give it to you
Song Yiran took the salt and soy sauce from his hand and put it on the ground, stuffed the cup and cake into his hand, and repeated it again, and gave you what you told me that your birthday is August 4th, and it’s all over!
She walked a few steps, turned around and saw Chen Muyang still stunned, and waved to him: Go Ah? Go to the tree, cool!
Oh...Here! Chen Muyang hurriedly trotted and followed
In the hot summer, cicadas squeaked, and there seemed to be a stove under the road that kept roasting, and the road surface was full of heat
There were no one in the community to go shopping. The owners of some shops or shops were lazily lying in bamboo rattan chairs, slackly slap with palm-leaf fans listlessly, and occasionally swung fly swings to kill some flies that were stealing.
Chen Muyang ate the cup cake in his hand voraciously. Although he would feel tired of eating too much dry cake in summer and could not relieve the heat, he ate all the whole cake. After eating, he still had a few cake crumbs on his mouth.
Seeing this, Song Yiran smiled proudly, and felt a sense of pride as a sister. Fortunately, I had some coins in the drawer, etc., wipe your mouth clean, otherwise I would go up later and my mother would say it again.
Chen Muyang wiped his mouth with his hands randomly when he was about to leave, Song Yiran saw a small piece of cake crumbs stuck to his neck, put down the things in his arms, helped him to twist off the cake crumbs and blow them off.
The girl's breath was sprayed hotly on the edge of her neck. Chen Muyang shook her a few times, but saw her brows and eyes looking at him with a joking look on her face.
She smiled and said: Is it delicious?
He nodded in a daze, and after he came to his senses, he snatched the thing from her arms and hugged it, walking on the scorching asphalt road in silence
Song Yiran immediately caught up with him and said softly: Are you helping me get things? Little man?
I just want to help you with it, he said simply and neatly
I really want to ask you something, Chen Muyang, Chen Muyang, what does your name mean? She asked with her head tilted
Because I was born in summer, the sun was very big, and at the same time... at the same time, they hoped that I could bathe in the sun, so they called me "Muyang"
He listened to her chanting his name, said a few simple words, and turned his head to ask her: What about yours?
Dad told me that my name comes from an idiom, "Satisfaction". He hoped that I could be happy every day, so he gave me this name.
Can you really be happy every day?
Song Yiran's red face was a little more confused, and she chuckled: It shouldn't be...
***
The differences on raising Chen Muyang gradually led to many trivial matters accumulated over the years that Song Kang and Pan Hui have been married to each other.
Marriage, childbirth, housework, money, ordinary words are kept by Pan Hui all day long
At night, she complained about Song Kang's various behaviors in the bedroom, complaining about his dull and self-esteem personality, while Song Kang kept his head down and refuted a few words one after another.
The woman's voice was sharp and slight, and through the two doors, the sound was still like an awl, banging into the ears of the two children.
Just one month into school, Song Yiran, who was happily preparing for holiday, was tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep even though she was unable to sleep.
Curiosity drove her to climb down the ladder cabinet and tiptoed on the door and listened to her mother scolding her father.
She shouted in her heart: Mom and Dad, stop arguing, let me go to bed quickly
My parents had arguing a few times before. Before Muyang came, she would stand between the two without knowing what was going on, telling them not to make arguing, but in the end she was pushed away by her mother.
The next day, they seemed to have made up again, and they were like this several times, so she felt that the quarrel between parents was just a small thing in their lives, but the necessary process should be let it go. Mom and Dad will definitely make up again tomorrow.
But why are there more and more quarrels recently? She feels so annoyed. Her head is about to explode. She wants to sleep quietly.
Chen Muyang couldn't sleep either. He had known his aunt that he didn't like him for a long time. He often heard his aunt say behind his back that he was a burden to the Song family.
Every time he heard his aunt say this, his heart was like a deep hole, almost swallowing him up into a black hole.
He sat up and found his sister's little body lying motionless on the door and eavesdropping, feeling a little funny
In the darkness, her two naked white feet stacked together to rub each other to keep warm. He stared at them for a long time, but got out of bed, imitating her, putting her ear on the door and eavesdropping.
Although Song Yiran usually talks and laughs with him, she is still a little embarrassed at this time. After all, she clearly heard that her mother was also scolding her younger brother.
Why are you learning from me? She said softly, "Don't listen, there's nothing nice." As she said that, she put her hand into the middle of his ear and the crack of the door, and his ear was pressed against the back of her hand.
Stop listening, when sleeping, she pulled Chen Muyang's hand and pulled it to the bed
She couldn't see clearly in the darkness, so she came to him and said: This is my mother's temper. She is often fierce. It's nothing after she is fierce. Really, I'm used to it.
I know he blurted out
After answering so quickly, he was silent quietly. Song Yiran was a little embarrassed and didn't say anything.
I don't know if it was because his black hair looked extremely bright in the darkness. Her hands unconsciously put on his head and rubbed his hair, as if she was giving her plush doll a hair.
Chen Muyang didn't think about it, and he was ready to dodge his first reaction, but when her hand touched his head, he felt a strange satisfaction.
The gentle, heated touch seemed to spread from the hair to the body, and the deep hole in my heart seemed to suddenly disappear.
Song Yiran felt that his hair was thin and fluffy. After touching it for a while, she said vaguely: His hair is quite smooth...
I want to touch your hair, he said leisurely
Song Yiran simply lowered her head and smiled indifferently: You just touch it! Then... is my hair slippery?
Her hair was extremely soft, twisted in the palm of her hand, like a black ribbon, slid itchy across the lines in the palm of her palm.
He said: Yours is also quite slippery
Her neck was so sore Ah She stood up suddenly, don’t be unhappy. In a few days, my mother’s relatives will invite her to a wedding banquet, and then she will be able to eat a lot of delicious food!
Song Yiran's smile was slightly lowered to greet him, so close to him, forcing him to inhale the light girl's fragrant pink petals, like newly bloomed red flowers, and slightly hooked in the dark like crescent moon.
He suddenly recalled his mother's bloody lips after applying lipstick, and her parents' tangled body. His body trembled suddenly and quickly got back into the quilt. He turned over again in Song Yiran's puzzled doubts.
He heard Song Yiran climb back to the upper bunk carefully. After a rustling sound of quilts, Song Yiran deliberately lowered her voice: When I drink wedding wine, I will take you to play, how about Ah?
Chen Muyang stared at the upper bed in the darkness and laughed silently
He said: OK
The beginning of autumn shouldn’t it mean that the autumn wind is coming soon?
Now, she and Chen Muyang are lying in front of the electric fan together and think about the two children staring at each other, with all kinds of imaginary imaginations flowing in their minds
After staying for a while, Chen Muyang also discovered that Song Yiran was afraid of the majesty of her parents, but sometimes she liked to go against them and do some naughty things.
For example, only when they are not at home do she dare to lift the hem of her clothes, she will stick her sweaty white belly to the fan to cool her body
While she was happy about the coolness of her simple indulgence, she pulled Chen Muyang over and asked him to stick his belly on the fan with her.
There is no way. When a child does something that goes against the wishes of his parents, he will always try his best to get an accomplice into the water, so as to cheer himself up.
Or, actually, she was very bad and would sneak attack him and pinch his waist
At that time, Chen Muyang would not give in.
He and her were fighting each other like playing games, and each time they ended with Song Yiran stepping onto the ladder cabinet and running back to the upper bunk.
Although she joked about it, Chen Muyang didn't hate her because one day in late August, she secretly bought him a sweet cup cake as a birthday gift.
Even if Chen Muyang is young, he still understands it in his heart
It's great to be able to live here. It's not important to have a Japanese birthplace. My aunt is cold to him, just be a good boy quietly
That day, Song Yiran, who was originally reading comic strips in the room, was called by Pan Hui to buy things
Song Yiran was happily taking the money given to her mother and was about to go downstairs when she thought of something, and ran back and said to Chen Muyang: Brother, you go down with me!
Chen Muyang nodded immediately, got up from the chair and followed her, and went downstairs with her with a smile
After buying oil and salt, Song Yiran, with the few dollars in her pocket, quickly walked into the old cake house next door. Chen Muyang wanted to say that she had gone to the wrong place, so she came out with a small cup of cake.
Give it to you
Song Yiran took the salt and soy sauce from his hand and put it on the ground, stuffed the cup and cake into his hand, and repeated it again, and gave you what you told me that your birthday is August 4th, and it’s all over!
She walked a few steps, turned around and saw Chen Muyang still stunned, and waved to him: Go Ah? Go to the tree, cool!
Oh...Here! Chen Muyang hurriedly trotted and followed
In the hot summer, cicadas squeaked, and there seemed to be a stove under the road that kept roasting, and the road surface was full of heat
There were no one in the community to go shopping. The owners of some shops or shops were lazily lying in bamboo rattan chairs, slackly slap with palm-leaf fans listlessly, and occasionally swung fly swings to kill some flies that were stealing.
Chen Muyang ate the cup cake in his hand voraciously. Although he would feel tired of eating too much dry cake in summer and could not relieve the heat, he ate all the whole cake. After eating, he still had a few cake crumbs on his mouth.
Seeing this, Song Yiran smiled proudly, and felt a sense of pride as a sister. Fortunately, I had some coins in the drawer, etc., wipe your mouth clean, otherwise I would go up later and my mother would say it again.
Chen Muyang wiped his mouth with his hands randomly when he was about to leave, Song Yiran saw a small piece of cake crumbs stuck to his neck, put down the things in his arms, helped him to twist off the cake crumbs and blow them off.
The girl's breath was sprayed hotly on the edge of her neck. Chen Muyang shook her a few times, but saw her brows and eyes looking at him with a joking look on her face.
She smiled and said: Is it delicious?
He nodded in a daze, and after he came to his senses, he snatched the thing from her arms and hugged it, walking on the scorching asphalt road in silence
Song Yiran immediately caught up with him and said softly: Are you helping me get things? Little man?
I just want to help you with it, he said simply and neatly
I really want to ask you something, Chen Muyang, Chen Muyang, what does your name mean? She asked with her head tilted
Because I was born in summer, the sun was very big, and at the same time... at the same time, they hoped that I could bathe in the sun, so they called me "Muyang"
He listened to her chanting his name, said a few simple words, and turned his head to ask her: What about yours?
Dad told me that my name comes from an idiom, "Satisfaction". He hoped that I could be happy every day, so he gave me this name.
Can you really be happy every day?
Song Yiran's red face was a little more confused, and she chuckled: It shouldn't be...
***
The differences on raising Chen Muyang gradually led to many trivial matters accumulated over the years that Song Kang and Pan Hui have been married to each other.
Marriage, childbirth, housework, money, ordinary words are kept by Pan Hui all day long
At night, she complained about Song Kang's various behaviors in the bedroom, complaining about his dull and self-esteem personality, while Song Kang kept his head down and refuted a few words one after another.
The woman's voice was sharp and slight, and through the two doors, the sound was still like an awl, banging into the ears of the two children.
Just one month into school, Song Yiran, who was happily preparing for holiday, was tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep even though she was unable to sleep.
Curiosity drove her to climb down the ladder cabinet and tiptoed on the door and listened to her mother scolding her father.
She shouted in her heart: Mom and Dad, stop arguing, let me go to bed quickly
My parents had arguing a few times before. Before Muyang came, she would stand between the two without knowing what was going on, telling them not to make arguing, but in the end she was pushed away by her mother.
The next day, they seemed to have made up again, and they were like this several times, so she felt that the quarrel between parents was just a small thing in their lives, but the necessary process should be let it go. Mom and Dad will definitely make up again tomorrow.
But why are there more and more quarrels recently? She feels so annoyed. Her head is about to explode. She wants to sleep quietly.
Chen Muyang couldn't sleep either. He had known his aunt that he didn't like him for a long time. He often heard his aunt say behind his back that he was a burden to the Song family.
Every time he heard his aunt say this, his heart was like a deep hole, almost swallowing him up into a black hole.
He sat up and found his sister's little body lying motionless on the door and eavesdropping, feeling a little funny
In the darkness, her two naked white feet stacked together to rub each other to keep warm. He stared at them for a long time, but got out of bed, imitating her, putting her ear on the door and eavesdropping.
Although Song Yiran usually talks and laughs with him, she is still a little embarrassed at this time. After all, she clearly heard that her mother was also scolding her younger brother.
Why are you learning from me? She said softly, "Don't listen, there's nothing nice." As she said that, she put her hand into the middle of his ear and the crack of the door, and his ear was pressed against the back of her hand.
Stop listening, when sleeping, she pulled Chen Muyang's hand and pulled it to the bed
She couldn't see clearly in the darkness, so she came to him and said: This is my mother's temper. She is often fierce. It's nothing after she is fierce. Really, I'm used to it.
I know he blurted out
After answering so quickly, he was silent quietly. Song Yiran was a little embarrassed and didn't say anything.
I don't know if it was because his black hair looked extremely bright in the darkness. Her hands unconsciously put on his head and rubbed his hair, as if she was giving her plush doll a hair.
Chen Muyang didn't think about it, and he was ready to dodge his first reaction, but when her hand touched his head, he felt a strange satisfaction.
The gentle, heated touch seemed to spread from the hair to the body, and the deep hole in my heart seemed to suddenly disappear.
Song Yiran felt that his hair was thin and fluffy. After touching it for a while, she said vaguely: His hair is quite smooth...
I want to touch your hair, he said leisurely
Song Yiran simply lowered her head and smiled indifferently: You just touch it! Then... is my hair slippery?
Her hair was extremely soft, twisted in the palm of her hand, like a black ribbon, slid itchy across the lines in the palm of her palm.
He said: Yours is also quite slippery
Her neck was so sore Ah She stood up suddenly, don’t be unhappy. In a few days, my mother’s relatives will invite her to a wedding banquet, and then she will be able to eat a lot of delicious food!
Song Yiran's smile was slightly lowered to greet him, so close to him, forcing him to inhale the light girl's fragrant pink petals, like newly bloomed red flowers, and slightly hooked in the dark like crescent moon.
He suddenly recalled his mother's bloody lips after applying lipstick, and her parents' tangled body. His body trembled suddenly and quickly got back into the quilt. He turned over again in Song Yiran's puzzled doubts.
He heard Song Yiran climb back to the upper bunk carefully. After a rustling sound of quilts, Song Yiran deliberately lowered her voice: When I drink wedding wine, I will take you to play, how about Ah?
Chen Muyang stared at the upper bed in the darkness and laughed silently
He said: OK
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