Buy a house with 30,000 yuan and live in a small town

Chapter 343 Cherry Jelly
Xu Qingsong suddenly thought of cherries and jelly.

This scene appeared in front of him so suddenly that he was even surprised that his memory was so good. He clearly remembered that it was the first Monday after he finished the college entrance examination.

At that time, the university had not yet had summer vacation, and his parents were busy with classes and couldn't leave, so he returned to Taojia Village alone.

The cherries in the yard are ripe, and the branches are covered with bright red fruits. The second master has already picked a batch. These were specially reserved for him knowing that he was coming back.

That afternoon, after getting up from a nap, Xu Qingsong took out the frozen ice cubes from the refrigerator, poured them into a basin, mixed most of the basin with ice water, and carried it under the cherry tree. He climbed up the ladder to pick cherries, and after picking a bunch, he threw a bunch into the basin below. He didn't come down until the ice water reached the edge of the basin.

He had nothing to do at the time, so he moved a chair and placed it at the door of the living room, put the pot of cherries on it, and sat next to it with the electric fan blowing on, watching the ice in the pot melt slowly and the water condensing outside the pot. beads.

When all the ice melted, a small pool of water had gathered at the bottom of the basin next to the chair. When one end of the basin was raised, it was a hollow circle.

Xu Qingsong went to the kitchen, put the basin in the sink, put his hands in and scrubbed it gently, then turned on the faucet and rinsed it again. Then he took out a transparent deep-mouthed fruit plate from the cabinet, poured the cherries into it, and then took out a box of ice from the refrigerator to cover it with a layer of ice.

He returned to the living room with the plate of cherries and placed it in the hollow circle on the chair.

The fan blew in his face, blowing the cold air from the fruit plate onto his face and neck. He held a green stem and lifted a cherry out of the ice cube. The water marks on the surface of the cherry quickly gathered at the bottom. As soon as it gathered into a small water droplet, it was blown away by the wind.

Xu Qingsong smelled the fragrance of milk when he tore off the seal. He opened the plastic bag and took a look inside: "Why is there no spoon?"

He rarely comes back during this month. Every year when the cherries are ripe, the second master sends them to Beijing. This thing is not very convenient to transport, and it has to be stored in ice. Even if it is sent, it cannot be sent much, so he can only eat it once, and he can't even get over it.

The uneaten cherries, water, and half-melted ice cubes were scattered on the ground. The cherry stones piled on the chair by Xu Qingsong were also swept away by the fruit plate, and the stars fell to the ground and rolled away. The box of jelly with the seal torn off also suffered a disaster. It fell down with the bottom facing up and the mouth of the bowl facing down.

"No?" Tao Huayu lowered his head and swiped his newly bought mobile phone, eating a cherry. "Maybe I forgot to install it. You can go to the kitchen to get it, and bring me one by the way."

After slowly eating this one, he spit out a smooth core. Xu Qingsong held it in his hand and looked at it. He thought, he didn't know if this seed would sprout and grow if he buried it.

The fruit plate spun twice in the air, then landed on the bottom, whirling for several times before it stabilized.

"I'm not as hot as you." Xu Qingsong said.

Xu Qingsong put the jelly on the chair and went to get a spoon.

The ripe red cherries have cool pulp, and they don't feel particularly soft when biting into them. The sweet juice flows on the tip of the tongue.

Without Xu Qingsong's greeting, he pulled a small stool over and sat down opposite Xu Qingsong. He pulled the T-shirt on his chest and shook it vigorously: "Oh, how come this fan blows hot air? Why don't you turn on the air conditioner?"

"What are you carrying?" Xu Qingsong stretched out his hand to pluck the plastic bag. It was red and not transparent, so nothing could be seen.

"Jelly." Tao Huayu said, "My sister brought it back from the city. It's expensive, but it's delicious. You can try it."

He was halfway through a plate of cherries, and there was a small pile of stones on the chair. Tao Huayu came over.

"It's ice cold!" Tao Huayu thought, no wonder he wasn't hot, so he put the plastic bag he was carrying on the chair, stretched out his hand and pinched the cherries to eat.

Xu Qingsong ate very slowly, as if he was savoring the food.

Xu Qingsong took out one, a small plastic bowl half the size of a palm, white, with a few scattered small patches of red vaguely visible on the bottom and outer ring. It says on the seal that it is made with cherry coconut milk and has real pulp.

When he walked back and was still a few steps away from the chair, he saw that Tao Huayu didn't know what he saw on his mobile phone. His face changed drastically. The hand that reached into the bag to pick up the jelly suddenly shook and overturned the fruit plate.

Xu Qingsong looked at Tao Huayu who was still in shock: "What were you watching? A horror movie?"

Tao Huayu shook his head.

Xu Qingsong picked the cherries into the fruit plate one by one. After washing them, they were still edible, and then went to pick up the jelly. He pinched the layer of plastic and lifted it up. Maybe he pinched it a little too hard, or maybe the jelly was too tightly attached to the ground. He only picked up an empty plastic bowl, and the intact piece of jelly underneath was still there. On the ground, it shook a few times.

Tao Huayu looked directly at the jelly and said, "It seems like it."

He blurted out these words unconsciously. When Xu Qingsong turned to look at him, he realized what he said. He was extremely nervous but pretended to be calm.

After Xu Qingsong finished cleaning up, Tao Huayu whispered to him mysteriously: "I'll show you something."

"What?" Xu Qingsong asked.

"They sent it to the boys in our class." Tao Huayu clicked on the screen of his mobile phone and looked at the courtyard door again, "How about you take my mobile phone to the room?"

Xu Qingsong looked at him doubtfully.

"Okay, I'll mute the phone." After Tao Huayu finished the operation, he handed the phone to him, "Look, I'll keep an eye on you."

Before that, Xu Qingsong's world was pure.

That afternoon, the silent picture on the phone and the noisy cicadas outside were intertwined with his suddenly accelerated heartbeat, piercing his brain with visual impact.

He understood immediately, no wonder Tao Huayu said "It seems".

Xu Qingsong hugged Liu Wangxue and changed his position so that she was leaning on the sofa facing him. He knelt beside her legs, put one hand next to her ear, bent down and lowered his head, and lifted her with the other hand. His chin just made the back of her neck rest on the top of the backrest, forcing her to look at each other.

"So shy?" he asked.

Liu Wangxue's eyes wandered: "Can't I be shy?"

Xu Qingsong pinched her chin and asked her to look at him: "You flirted with me so hard before, I thought you were very bold."

Liu Wangxue changed the subject: "It's very late, why don't you go to bed? You just said that staying up late will make you ugly."

Xu Qingsong moved a little closer, and his lips were as close to hers as he said, "It doesn't include you, and it doesn't include me."

Liu Wangxue suddenly smiled and looked into his eyes: "Are you confident or narcissistic?"

"Both." Xu Qingsong finally kissed her on the lips.

Once it's not enough, once it gets on it, you can't live without it.

After a long time, Xu Qingsong raised his head, looked at Liu Wangxue's misty eyes and took away the water stains on them, then lay next to her ear and asked her: "Are you thirsty?"

Liu Wangxue calmed down and shook his head: "I'm not thirsty."

"I'm thirsty." Xu Qingsong said, kissing from behind her ear to her jaw.

Liu Wangxue reached out and pushed him, then sat upright and made a gesture to get down.

Xu Qingsong stopped her back to the back of the sofa: "What are you doing?"

"I'll get you a glass of water." Liu Wangxue raised his face and his voice was soft.

"I don't want to drink water." Xu Qingsong pressed her forehead against hers.

"I don't want to drink anything." Xu Qingsong put a hand on her collarbone and looked into her eyes. His deep voice was full of lust and longing.