The New Year is coming soon, and the festive atmosphere in the streets is getting stronger and stronger. Calculating the time, there is only one week left before the annual vacation. On the last weekend of rest, Yan Xixi and Huang Xiaojue went mountain climbing.
There were not many people in the mountains behind Qingcheng in winter. It was almost noon when the two of them arrived at the foot of the mountain. They found a small shop to eat snacks. Sad jelly, beef noodles, leaf rake and the famous Qingcheng Mountain old bacon. Yan Xixi had everything.
Eat, you have a good appetite. Only when you are full can you have the strength to climb the mountain.
Huang Xiaojue saw that she was eating happily and smiled: "Xixi, what else do you want?"
"No, I'm already too full."
He paid the bill, and she happily carried the small backpack: "Xiaojue, let's race to see who can run faster."
He grabbed her and said, "That's not possible. Mountain climbing is physical work. Don't use up your strength just yet. Don't be in a hurry. Walk slowly first."
Along the way, there were people buying various snacks everywhere, including roasted corn, grilled sausages half as long as chopsticks, steaming slices of bacon and ribs, and large pots of white fungus soup... Yan Xixi couldn't help it,
Corn, sausages, cured pork ribs, and a little bit of everything... After eating these, she became thirsty, and drank white fungus soup... In the end, she couldn't walk at all, not because she was tired, but because she was exhausted.
When she picked up a roasted potato again and sprinkled a lot of dried chili powder on it, Huang Xiaojue was amazed: "Xixi, do you still want to eat it?"
She laughed loudly and held her belly: "Xiaojue, you don't know, for a long time, I have been really eager to go out and play, and I want to eat and buy whatever I want..."
He felt sad, just like seeing a child who got his wish.
His voice was surprisingly gentle: "Xixi, give me your backpack and I'll carry it for you. Let's rest for a while before leaving."
There is a small pavilion for tourists to rest on the lower right. There is only one long bench, and a couple is hugging each other and kissing non-stop. When Huang Xiaojue saw that there was no room, he said: "Let's walk forward."
Yan Xixi held his hand with a smile, and swaggered to sit next to the couple. Then, she spread out the roasted potatoes, sprinkled them with dried chili powder, and ate them without restraint.
The kissing couple finally separated. They glared at her with disgust, got up and left.
Yan Xixi laughed softly: "Xiaojue, don't you think there are seats here?"
Huang Xiaojue laughed.
She took a bite of the potato and couldn't eat it anymore, so she carefully put it into a food bag and put it in her backpack. Huang Xiaojue handed her the hot tea in the thermos cup. She took a sip happily and then leaned on Huang Xiaojue's shoulder.
, closing his eyes slightly.
"Xiaojue, from now on you can often play with me, okay?"
"good."
"But, you often have to fly around."
"As long as I'm at home, I'll try my best to play with you. Besides, in a few years, I won't be so busy all the time."
She was very satisfied - he said: I will go out to play with you - unlike before, Wang Donglin said: I will take you out to play, I will take you out to eat, I will take you... the difference between one word and the other is a world of difference.
If I accompany you, I will be equal to you;
With you, you are just an accessory.
She had seen the WeChat messages between Wang Donglin and Zhou Ting. When Wang Donglin said to Zhou Ting, "Okay, I'll accompany you" - whether he loved Zhou Ting or not, in his mind, it was obvious that Zhou Ting and he were equal.
Must be respected.
And Yan Xixi was bought--no need to accompany--just needs to be brought--included--
