The flow of light years can never stay in a certain chapter of life and become an eternal pride.
As a result, beautiful things are fleeting and slip away from your hands.
The extension of time has made the originally very beautiful story pale, and the corrosion of time has made the originally very touching experience dull.
Of course I will fall down sometimes, but I will raise my arms again with a smile.
Nothing has really knocked him down. He is not a weak snail trapped in a small and heavy dwelling.
Of course, sometimes it is inevitable that the audience will lose interest in the show. The prelude of the comedy will lower the tone, and then the audience will burst into tears. It is not the tears of ridicule of kindness, nor the fragile sympathy.
You need to wait patiently for the final moment of the play. The story continues every day, and there is a cunning prophecy hidden in the flowing lines of text.
Finally, when he looked back, he could no longer remember the past, the background was blurred, the beauty was gone, and only endless sadness remained in his heart.
Later that day, he finally learned how to knead dough.
I finally know what it means to cry without tears.
"Done."
Liu Ruixuan carefully swept the chopped green onions into a small bowl aside, took another green onion, thought about it, and reached out and took four of them.
"You have to be careful." Hu Lai reminded him, "Don't be too proud. What you are playing with now is a kitchen knife."
Liu Ruixuan smiled and looked at the green onions on the chopping board in front of him carefully, "I knew I was playing with a kitchen knife. Could it be that it's a pencil sharpener?"
"It's okay, my mind is still clear." Hu Lai sat on the bamboo chair and crossed his legs.
"Look at you," Liu Ruixuan raised his eyes and glanced at Hu Lai, "You look more and more like your father."
"Hey!" Hu Lai suddenly became more energetic, "If I had said this three years ago, I would not have agreed."
"Heh." Liu Ruixuan chuckled and shook his head slightly.
Three years ago?
Three years ago, it was when he suddenly remembered his cousin.
How fast, five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Hu Lai grew taller, and so did he.
Cheche and Xiuxiu also grew taller.
Cousin, you must have grown taller too, right?
My cousin has grown taller, what does she look like now?
"My father is very obedient now," Hu Lai's voice interrupted Liu Ruixuan's thoughts, "My father is only following my mother's orders now. If I ask him to go east, he will not dare to go west. If I ask him to beat the dog, he will not dare to chase the chicken."
"Yes." Liu Ruixuan smiled, glanced at Hu, lowered his head, and carefully cut the green onions in front of him.
"Xiao Ruizi, come here, give me a smile." Hu Lai suddenly made a strange voice, which made Liu Ruixuan laugh uncontrollably, and the hand holding the kitchen knife also shook.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Hu Lai quickly waved to Liu Rui, "Be careful, you are playing with a kitchen knife."
"Don't worry, I have an idea."
Liu Ruixuan smiled and raised the kitchen knife in his hand, glanced at the door of the courtyard, and then looked up at the sun in the sky. The sun above his head had quietly moved to the top of his head.
It is indeed right for the deceased to not give up day and night like this.
It's time to hurry up.
How to post pancakes and cook pots is still a university question.
"Go and get the seasonings from the house. I don't know what to use," Liu Ruixuan glanced at Hu Lai, "I'll chop the green onions and you'll mix the oil. This can save some time. The oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are all on the right side of the door.
The little cabinet is up."
"Okay, be careful." Hu replied, stood up from the chair, and walked towards the house.
"Don't worry." Liu Ruixuan smiled, pressed his left hand on the five or six green onions, picked up the kitchen knife with his right hand, made a gesture, and started to chop them one by one.
Sure enough, practice makes perfect!
Liu Ruixuan smiled and slowly changed from chopping and pausing to non-stop chopping.
"Xiao Rui, are you at home?"
There was a sound coming from the courtyard door.
"Yes. Come in."
Liu Ruixuan responded and continued to chop the green onions in his hand.
"Xiao Rui!" With a cry, the courtyard door was opened, "Xiao Rui has a news for you."
"Yes." Liu Ruixuan raised his head and looked in front of the courtyard door, only to see Tian Jingjing walking over.
What is she here for?
Liu Ruixuan lowered his head and continued to chop the green onions.
"Xiao Rui, can you make pancakes? You're really good." Tian Jingjing came over and looked around.
"I'm studying, are you okay?" Liu Ruixuan replied without even raising his head.
He didn't have time to chat with Tian Jingjing.
He wants to learn how to make cakes, and Xiuxiu and Cheche will be back for dinner later.
"Tian Jingjing, you are not here to chat with Xiao Rui, are you? We are not free, we are busy." A random voice came from the room, "If you have something to say, please come back after you finish talking. We don't care about food.
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Liu Ruixuan, who was lowering his head to chop vegetables, suppressed his laughter and continued to chop the green onions under his hands, one by one, much faster than before.
Sometimes, he actually envied Lai Lai.
If you have anything to say, just say it directly without any hesitation.
But he is not good at it, he always thinks too much.
"Hu Lai, you are here too." Tian Jingjing shouted into the room, "I'm not here to eat. I just came back from town. I saw some news and wanted to tell Xiao Rui."
"Xiao Rui, don't be sad after listening." Tian Jingjing's voice suddenly became a little deeper, and she came closer to the table.
"Yeah." Liu Ruixuan responded disapprovingly.
What does he have to be sad about? His grades for getting promoted to junior high school have come a long time ago.
Hu Lai snorted and walked out with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, "Okay, Tian Jingjing, if you have something to say, leave after that. We are all busy."
"Xiao Rui, I just saw your name on the list of first-year freshmen at Zhenxi Middle School, and it was ranked first." Tian Jingjing glanced at Hu Lai, "Hu Lai is ranked fifth."
"Tch!" Hu Lai snorted and walked over, "Of course Xiao Rui is number one."
Isn't that right?
Zhenxi Middle School?
What's the meaning?
Hu Lai was startled, and Chaotian looked over quietly: "What are you talking nonsense about? How come there is Xiao Rui on the list of freshmen of Zhenxi Middle School? Xiao Rui is going to the junior high school of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School."
"I'm not talking nonsense. I just saw Teacher Zhang at the entrance of the village. He came back from the town education office, and he was holding the list of new students in our class at Zhenzhong Middle School and Zhenxi Middle School." Tian Jingjing explained quickly.
"Tch, come on." Hu Lai snorted, "If Teacher Zhang finds out, Xiao Rui will be the first to be notified, not you."
"Teacher Zhang is outside the courtyard gate." Tian Jingjing pointed towards the courtyard gate.
Hu Lai turned to look outside the courtyard door, and sure enough he saw Teacher Zhang, who was over fifty years old, wearing black clothes and a pair of old black cloth shoes, walking in from the courtyard door.
Hu Lai touched Liu Ruixuan gently: "Xiao Rui, look, Teacher Zhang is here."
Liu Ruixuan looked up and saw Teacher Zhang walking over. There was no smile on his face, and he seemed to be a little tired. His heart felt inexplicably tight.
"Teacher Zhang, why are you here?"
Liu Ruixuan shouted softly and looked at the briefcase that Teacher Zhang carried with him.
What Tian Jingjing said shouldn’t be true, right?
His results have been announced a long time ago, and he is ranked higher than Su Qianqian.
He is going to Jingyun No. 1 Middle School, not Zhenxi Middle School.
"Teacher Zhang." Hu Laiye called out softly, glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and then turned to Teacher Zhang, "Tian Jingjing said that she saw my and Xiao Rui's names on the freshman list of Zhenxi Middle School.
, is this true?”
Liu Ruixuan's hand holding the kitchen knife to chop vegetables trembled slightly, lowered his head, and listened with bated breath.
"Yes." Teacher Zhang's voice suddenly came over. The voice was slightly hoarse and almost deep, which made people feel breathless. "The Mathematical Olympiad class in the junior high school of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School has been canceled this year.
Xiao Rui can't go and become Jingyun."
At that moment, Liu Ruixuan only heard a buzzing sound in his head and could not hear anything clearly.
Teacher Zhang is not here.
He is learning how to make vegetable pancakes with Lai Lai at home.
It's all just an illusion.
Yes, hallucination, he is chopping vegetables.
Well, chopping vegetables!
He habitually raised his kitchen knife and continued to chop vegetables, one by one, but found that the chopping board in front of him and the green onions on the chopping board suddenly became blurred.
There was a "bang" sound like something falling to the ground.
Hu Hui Hui came to his senses and looked at the soy sauce bottle that fell in front of him. Suddenly he felt his nose was sore. He looked up at Liu Ruixuan beside him and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Xiao Rui, your hand is bleeding.
You cut off your own hand."
Hu Lai grabbed the kitchen knife that Liu Ruixuan was about to cut, threw it on the chopping board, grabbed Liu Ruixuan's hand, "Xiao Rui, your hand is bleeding."
Are his hands bleeding?
Liu Ruixuan turned his head blankly and looked at the panicked Hu.
Lai Lai must be joking.
His hand is bleeding, can he feel no pain?
Why has Lailai become blurry? It must be noon.
The sun was so dazzling that he couldn't see clearly.
So much so that I couldn't see clearly even when I came.