Jiang Yan followed Gu Miao at the front, Gu Fei and Wang Xu riding on their bicycles and trailing behind.

Wang Xu was always talking about his game schedule, Gu Fei didn't listen carefully. Anyway, Wang Xu just said that the audience is not the most important.

Gu Fei has been playing games while holding his mobile phone. He loves to eliminate the final level. He wants to pass this level before the next level update, but he has not succeeded for three days.

"Give me a heart," Gu Fei said.

"Then you can bring the ball ..." Wang Xu stopped, "What?"

Gu Fei shook his phone screen at him.

"Oh, wait," Wang Xu took out his cell phone, gave him one, and looked forward again. "Hey, Jiang Yan is so kind of tempting for children to like, your sister hasn't even met me. Right? "

"Every time you look at your face," Gu Fei continued to play games. "Funny kids also look at their faces."

"Really?" Wang Xu stepped on the pedal to take a picture on the glass of the roadside shop. "I don't think I look any worse than Jiang Yan, but I don't have any affinity."

"Um." Gu Fei answered.

In fact, Wang Xu looks very friendly, which is probably why he has always been unsuccessful in trying to be cool as a boss.

If there is no affinity, Jiang Yan's appearance is really not affinity.

Gu Fei has always felt that people with slightly drooping eyes have two feelings. One is pitiful, and the other is Jiang Yan. It ’s dragged to the sky to make people want to smoke. In addition, he always has a look of impatience. See This is much worse than Wang Jiuri.

But ... when drinking at the steel factory that day, Jiang Yan became the first one in a few moments. After drinking high, he looked excited and looked pretty good.

It is a pity that this state is very short, and the cigarette will return to the usual state as soon as it is lifted.

Even the embarrassing time is that virtue.

Gu Fei looked at the back view of Jiang Yan and Gu Miao taking turns on the skateboard in turn ... I felt like I had forgotten what Jiang Ye had done that day, or that I did n’t have any feeling at that time, but Jiang Ye slammed to the other side. Leaning on the sofa was nothing but everyone looked funny.

If Jiang Yan had nothing to do, he would n’t think much about it, it ’s not a good bird ... well, it ’s not a good bird. The group of people drank too much than this, and Liu Fan had a desire to control the show in public. He was ready for the camera, but unfortunately he fell asleep on the ground before taking off his pants.

Jiang Yan's response was a bit big, but given his habit of tapping his shoulders, pulling his clothes, poking his face, and hitting his face, he might not be able to explain anything.

Gu Fei didn't plan to think about it any more. No one would hide it deliberately, and he didn't want to be noticed. Knowing it didn't make him feel good.

The temptations that have been cut open can be remembered once in a lifetime.

He didn't think of anything else about Jiang Yan, he was curious, admired, had a good impression, he was willing to go closer, and Gu Miao ’s little girl also liked Jiang Yan very much ... Gu Miao had only known each other for two days When Jiang Yan showed goodwill, he really surprised him.

Some people recruit cats, some people recruit dogs, Jiang Yan probably blame children ...

Wang Er's pie business is pretty good, and people are full at noon.

There are no boxes today, and Mother Wang Xu arranges them in the room where they usually eat by themselves.

"It's too messy outside," she said. "You can just sit here and chat."

"Thank you Auntie," Jiang Yan said.

Because Wang Xu was about to run out and get in, he sat next to the door. He and Gu Fei sat inside, and Gu Miao sat directly between them.

"Wipe your hands," Jiang Yan took a pack of wet tissues from his schoolbag, and took one to Gu Miao. "Your palms are black. Have you fallen today?"

Gu Miao shook her head, rubbed the paper a few times, and put it down.

Jiang Yan sighed and glanced at Gu Fei: "You either?"

Gu Fei smiled: "Actually, my philosophy is to eat nothing and get sick ..."

Jiang Yan ignored him, and pulled out the paper to prepare for wiping himself. As soon as he pulled it out, he didn't hold it securely. Gu Fei's hand stretched out, and his fingers caught the paper.

"Couldn't you be so righteous?" Jiang Yan looked at him. "Being upright will make the world a better place."

"Did you hear me?" Gu Fei looked at Wang Xu and said, rubbing his hands, "Come straight."

"I don't want it!" Wang Xu said immediately.

Jiang Yan sighed.

It was not the first time that Gu Miao had come to eat pie. Wang Xu took the small basket with pie in front of her, and she accurately took a donkey.

"You eat this one when you come back," Wang Xu laughed. "Want to try another kind of stuffing."

Gu Miao ignored him and lowered his head and took a big bite.

"Thank you," Gu Fei said.

Gu Miao immediately stood up and bowed to Wang Xu while eating.

"Ah, aw, no thanks," Wang Xugang sat down and bounced from his chair, and bowed to Gu Miao. "Queen, use slowly."

"Promises," Gu Fei said.

"She's too cold," Wang Xu said, "I'm sincere."

"Boss Fan doesn't need it anymore." Jiang Yan said.

"You two are going to poke here, what else is there," Wang Xu squinted at him, squinting at him, "but don't drag me in the afternoon."

"Oh." Jiang Yan looked down under the table.

"What to look for?" Wang Xu followed and looked down.

"Find your hind legs," Gu Fei said as he ate.

"Fuck!" Wang Xu shouted uncomfortably, "It's different at the same table. After practicing for a few days together, the ball cooperates so well."

Jiang Yan was not too hungry today. He snored without the last amount. I felt that Gu Miao did not eat much.

Gu Miao blushed with food and sweated.

"Ah," Jiang Yan took off her hat and saw a mess of hair. "You hair ..."

Gu Miao put down her pie, raised her hand and grabbed it.

"Ah!" Jiang Yan grabbed her hand. "It's all oil!"

"It's okay." Gu Fei said aside.

"She's a girl anyway." Jiang Yan looked at him.

"Just treat him as a kid," Gu Fei took Gu Miao's hat and looked at it. "Broken? Did you fall?"

Gu Miao glanced at the hole in the hat and nodded.

"Will you get a new one?" Gu Fei asked.

Gu Miao thought for a moment, picked up a corner of his sweater and gestured to Gu Fei.

"It's going to be yellow?" Gu Fei said, "OK."

"You ... weave her?" Jiang Yan could not help asking.

"Yeah." Gu Fei glanced at him.

Gu Miao was very excited about the need for a new hat. When he came out of Wang Xu's house, he dragged Jiang Yan to buy woolen yarn.

"I'll take you there," Gu Fei said, "Brother will not go."

Gu Miao didn't respond, still holding Jiang Yan's hand not loose, and dragged half-tilted.

"Elder Brother has a lunch break every day and wants to sleep." Gu Fei squatted watching Gu Miao softly.

Gu Miao also looked at him, eyes wide, but still unresponsive.

"It's okay," Jiang Yan said. "Go and go. I won't sleep today."

Gu Miao still kept that posture, as if she did not hear Jiang Yan talking.

"You ..." Gu Fei looked up and beckoned with him, "Let her look at you, you say it again."

"Oh," Jiang Yan squatted, and reached Gu Miao's eyes. "I'll go with you. I won't take a nap today."

Gu Miao then reacted, turned and pulled him and walked forward.

Gu Fei sighed softly beside him.

"Where to buy?" Jiang Yan asked him.

"There is a street of wool across the bridge," Gu Fei said, and asked again, "you take a nap every day?"

"You said I took a nap every day," Jiang Yan said.

"Oh," Gu Fei smiled, "I have to take a nap every day, and sleepy if I don't sleep."

"You can sleep in class, you don't listen anyway." Jiang Yan dragged Gu Miao on the skateboard forward.

"No," Gu Fei said solemnly, "I'm going to overcome the level of love. I'm going to compete with Li Yan. I have to pass the level before him."

"Sick," Jiang Yan thought for a moment, and stretched out his hand at him. "Here, let me try."

"Aren't you not playing?" Gu Fei took out his phone.

"I'm tired of playing, so I won't play," Jiang Yan took his cell phone. "And I've always been very lucky. I have luck, IQ, and school bully, understand."

"Now this stalk is endless yourself, don't say me again," Gu Fei said, "I seem to have only three hearts, is it enough?"

Jiang Yan said nothing and started to play.

After walking from Wang Xujia's pie shop to selling wool yarn across the bridge, Jiang Yan kept his head down and stared at the mobile phone.

Gu Fei has no patience in playing with this thing, and hesitates to think step by step. Generally, it disappears wherever it can disappear, but Jiang Yan is different from him. He stares at the screen for a long time before pulling.

It took him at least three times as long to play a game before raising his head.

"After?" Gu Fei asked.

"No," Jiang Yan continued to look down at the phone. "Dead."

Gu Miao dragged his corner of his clothes, excitedly looking away, and he didn't look at the road either. With Gu Miao, he passed by a broken step near the bridge.

Gu Fei quickly pedaled the car and pulled his arm in the past.

Jiang Yan stiffened suddenly, and his arms turned towards him behind him. Gu Fei was too late to ride in the car, watching his fist fly to his nose with a small wind.

Is conditioned reflex sleep over?

But some time away from his face, Jiang Yan's hand stopped.

"The arm didn't let you brake the brakes?" Gu Fei released his arm.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Yan glanced up at the steps, "Fuck."

"Er Miao helped her brother to see the road and take him." Gu Fei bounced on Gu Miao's head.

Gu Miao nodded, holding the skateboard in one hand, holding Jiang Jie's clothes in one hand, and moving on.

After crossing the bridge, at the entrance of the woolen street where Gu Fei often bought, Jiang Yan also stared at the mobile phone.

"Three hearts have been playing for so long?" Gu Fei said, "When it arrives, it won't matter if you can't get over it. Although you haven't succeeded, you're still a school bully."

"Looking at it." Jiang Yan put his phone in front of him, and the screen was facing him, with only one step left.

"Huh?" Gu Fei looked at the screen.

Jiang Yan stretched out a finger, swiped on the screen, and then cracked and cracked, then passed.

"... Great." Gu Fei sighed sincerely.

"No more applause?" Jiang Yan asked.

Gu Fei applauded.

"That ..." Jiang Yan returned his mobile phone to him. "You just came in."

"Oh." Gu Fei lowered his head and put the phone back in his pocket.

Jiang Yan said that I didn't read it, but I felt a little deliberate. After all, he glanced at the news and saw the sender and content ...

Zhu Xin: Come and listen to me today

I haven't seen anything yet.

Jiang Yan always felt that Gu Fei and Ding Zhuxin were like a couple relationship. The familiarity and tacit understanding that can be felt, coupled with the pattern of notes on his body, that day, after Gu Fei's mobile phone was not disturbed, he was with Ding Zhuxin Coming to the hospital.

But now reading Ding Zhuxin's news, the word "bar" seems to be a little alienated before.

People who have a close relationship will probably talk directly to me and sing.

Jiang Yan followed Gu Fei into the woolen shop, and felt that he was okay to think about the private affairs of others, whether they had anything to do with you.

"Let's pick the wool again?" The boss said hello as soon as Gu Fei came in. "It just happened that the new thread came in the past two days. This batch is not so thick. It can be used in spring. The color is much more green. There are. "

"She shouldn't be green again," Gu Fei smiled, and patted Gu Miao's shoulder. "Go pick a color."

Gu Miao ran to the rows of lines and looked back and forth.

Jiang Yan knew nothing about woolen yarn. He had never seen anyone knit a sweater before at home. Now it was interesting to watch the curls of thread. He also walked over and reached for the woolen ball.

It's thick, soft, and hairy, so easy to touch ...

"Is it easy to touch?" Gu Fei asked next to him.

"Ah," Jiang Yan nodded. "It feels like a line of sweater is not the same as a sweater."

"Hand knitting is just like a thread," said the lady with a smile. "The hand knitting is not as good as hand knitting."

"Really," Jiang Yan was a little confused. "I didn't pass through the hand-knit."

"Let your friend knit a tadpole for you," said the boss, picking up a ball of dark blue woolen dart on his hand. "This thread is very comfortable and the color is suitable for boys."

"Ah?" Jiang stunned, feeling that the lady was simply trying to sell her line.

"Or?" Gu Fei leaned on the table next to him and asked with a smile.

"No, no, no," Jiang Yan quickly pushed away the woolen dumplings. "I have a lot of sweaters, and it doesn't need to be warm anymore."

"I can still wear it next year," said the boss, picking up a second line, "this line is suitable ..."

"Don't, don't, don't ..." Jiang Yan's face was almost red, and he almost retreated outside the door like he was hiding, "I don't need it."

Gu Fei was always amused by the side, without saying a word, so he laughed and watched the movie.

"Your friends haven't said they won't help you weave," said the boss, eagerly pursuing Jiang Yan and chasing Jiang Yan, "look at this ..."

"Sister, sister, aunt, aunt," Jiang Yan looked at her sincerely, "I really don't need him to weave, what, I ... I, I will also weave."

Gu Fei raised her eyebrows with interest.

"Really?" The boss was surprised, and looked back at Gu Fei. "You can weave, your friends can also weave. The young guy is really incredible."

"Well, yes," Gu Fei nodded. "We are young men in the new era."

"Then you don't buy anything?" The boss looked at Jiang Yan again. "Oh, I told you, I'll knit a sweater. It doesn't itch for a day without playing."

After Jiang Yan said that sentence, he didn't want to say anything anymore, and expressed strong dissatisfaction in his own digging and burying himself.

The proprietress was unstoppable to promote the ball of yarn. In order to get away, Jiang Yan nodded and said, "Well, then I'll ... take a ball."

"A ball?" The boss looked at him. "A ball of knitted sweaters?"

"No, I'll weave ..." Jiang Yan really didn't know what a ball could weave, so he glanced over to Gu Fei for help. Gu Fei raised his hand, and quickly said, "Gloves."

When buying wool from the store, Jiang Yan felt a sweat on his body.

"You don't do me a favor either," he sighed. "This boss lady is almost."

"You said you would weave." Gu Fei said.

"Look at me," Jiang Yan pointed to himself, "Is it like a man who can knit sweaters?"

"Do you think I look like that?" Gu Fei asked.

"... Okay," Jiang Yan was speechless, and handed him the small bag containing the ball of wool and a set of bamboo needles. "This is for you. I do n’t have any use. You give it to Gu Miao Then make a pair of gloves and a scarf. "

Gu Fei smiled and took the bag: "Thank you."

After buying the yarn, I did n’t have time to go home again. Gu Fei asked Gu Miao to go directly to the store at the intersection, and then walked to the school with Jiang Yan carrying a pile of yarn.

"Don't let her take it back?" Jiang Yan asked.

"No," Gu Fei said, "the level of elimination of mentally retarded love is over for you. I have nothing to do in the afternoon ..."

"Do you want to knit sweaters in the classroom?" Jiang Yan was shocked.

"How," said Gu Fei, "if you want to learn, I can teach you."

"No!" Jiang Yan said quickly.

Gu Fei was indeed a magical person, and he really bowed his head to Gu Miao for a whole afternoon.

In the afternoon class, Jiang Yan didn't care too much. He couldn't help but go to Gu Fei's side, while shocking Gu Fei's technical proficiency was no less than those aunts who wore sweaters with grandsons , While shocking Gu Fei's hand ... A man with a shaved or engraved inch can put people on the tree with one arm, so beautiful when holding a sweater needle in his hand.

What is even more amazing is that none of the people around him were surprised at his behavior. It is estimated that he has been surprised for a long time and is now used to it.

"Ah." Gu Fei sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yan asked.

"The needle is missing," Gu Fei said, and pulled the needle back out. "Gotta ..."

"I rely!" Jiang Yan could not help but whispered, "Do you want to come back so much? Can't see it."

"You probably can't see it," Gu Fei whispered, "Er Miao is more particular about it, the tip of the thread is not acceptable, and she will lose her temper and can't coax."

"... Oh." Jiang Yan thought of Gu Miao's crazy screaming that day, and felt that it was not easy for Gu Fei to be a brother.

Gu Fei's speed is very fast. When school was finished in the afternoon, a small piece had been woven, and even with twisted flowers, Jiang Yan had an impulse to make a fist in his arms.

"Don't leave for a while," Wang Xu said, "I will go to Lao Xu to get my clothes. You can wait for a while and go to my house to eat stuffed cakes in the evening. By the way, discuss tomorrow's tactics."

A group of people around the game gathered around Gu Fei, chatting around the table, waiting to see the clothes borrowed by Lao Xu.

"I don't think it's better to expect anything," Guo Xu said. "Think about last year's clothes."

"What kind of clothes last year?" Jiang Yan asked.

"The Second Prison Basketball Second Team." Gu Fei said while weaving.

"... Can you borrow all of this?" Jiang Yan.

"This year we are so hopeful, shouldn't we still wear prison clothes?" Lu Xiaobin said.

"Who knows, Lao Xu's aesthetic has always been different."

Everyone talked for a while. Wang Xu returned to the classroom with two bags of clothes. Looking at the expression on his face, he knew that the clothes were not much better than the fourth prison.

"I think we still mainly rely on temperament." He put the bag on the table.

Everyone took out their clothes and looked at them, and they suddenly collapsed collectively.

"Five-star ... farmer's trade?" Guo Xu drew a piece of clothing and read the words on it. "Is five-star farmer's trade going to the farmer's market two stops north?"

"Yes." Gu Fei put away the wool and sighed at the pile of clothes.

"Fuck, there are ads," Wang Xu pointed at the clothes, "the noodles are fresh."

Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing, and while he was out, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of his clothes. Then he sent it to Pan Zhi.

-Grandson, let's enjoy the team uniform tomorrow.

"Fold up your clothes," said Gu Fei, "I will bring you clothes tomorrow."

"That's great," Wang Xu immediately shoved his clothes back into the bag. "What kind?"

"My friend is from their team," Gu Fei said. "There are also team names or something, but at least not the farmers' market team."

"Fuck, you said it early, you didn't let Lao Xu do it," Wang Xu tucked his clothes into the table and bucket. "Walk around, eat, and discuss tactics."

Jiang Yan packed his things and left the classroom with a group of people.

The news of Pan Zhi came back down the stairs.

-Grandpa, I feel so relieved, tears are almost bursting, your tm is finally back to the original grandpa