The two of them finished dinner together, and Yu He held a kerosene lamp to help Song Lingjun light up in the kitchen.

After the man finished handling the kitchen utensils, he went to the well to wash his hands. Little Ahe followed behind her, providing him with light.

In fact, after leaving the kitchen, she no longer had to light the lamp. But the little girl still followed him with the kerosene lamp, as if she was playing some kind of game.

Song Lingjun didn't stop her when she saw him, because he was willing to play with her. The two of them were like an ordinary couple, the husband worked in the dark, and the wife accompanied her...

By this time, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the Green Crops Festival had officially begun. The young men waved torches and lit the firewood pile in the center of the village.

In an instant, the firewood was ignited, and the sky-high flames illuminated the entire village. At this moment, the young men and women held hands and danced around the fire, regardless of the safety of men and women. Their hearts were as enthusiastic as the fire now.

Someone brought candies and shared them with everyone.

Yu He and Song Lingjun appeared at this time. Because everyone went to the center of the village, no one saw this strange pair on the road.

Song Lingjun and Yu He were walking on the country road. Because they had good food and drink, and it was a festival, the little girl was in a very good mood.

She jumped forward, and the young man followed her slowly. Every movement and silence were obviously different, but they were so harmonious.

It seemed like that was the case and they were the ones making the fuss.

When they arrived, it was already a little late, the fire was lit, and the crowd was moving lively. Children, the elderly, young men and women were all partying here.

Yuhe is a native of this village. She is familiar with everything here, likes everything here, and knows the process here more clearly.

The girl shuttled among the crowd, gradually turning away the man's eyes. Perhaps because she was full, or perhaps she was happy, Yu He did not go to grab candy with the children.

Instead, she got into the crowd dancing around the fire. She was like an elf, enjoying herself among everyone. Everyone would welcome her because of her appearance.

But she doesn't like to stay in one place for a long time. She will immediately change her destination after having fun. The elderly, children, and adult men and women are all places where she will go, but not where she will stay.

She has no destination, wandering among the crowd, as beautiful as a white butterfly.

A strange and beautiful girl suddenly appeared in the crowd. Everyone was stunned, and then they began to wonder, is this a child from this village?

Why haven't I seen it before?

The bold child stepped forward and grabbed the hem of her skirt, wondering who she was.

While spinning, the girl who was stopped looked at the mud boy she was playing with during the day in confusion: "What did you say? Please speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly."

He shouted loudly and replied: "What is your name and who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" The crackling of the fire, the singing and chatting of the crowd made it extremely noisy at this time.

Afraid that she might not hear, the eleven-year-old boy asked loudly: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Apparently she heard correctly this time, he was asking who she was. "Don't you know me?" Yu He blinked, not understanding why he asked this.

The noisy environment and the rising fire. Yu He did not answer immediately, but looked at the fire. It was only then that she saw the gazes of those people.

They didn't seem to recognize her and looked at her curiously.

"I am Yuhe, I am Xiao Ahe." She made a small trumpet with her hands and said to the boy.

"My name is Xiao Ahe, and my name is Yuhe." This time she told the crowd that her name was Xiao Ahe, and also her name was Yuhe.

"Impossible! Little Ah He doesn't look like you." When the child received such an answer, he immediately retorted: "I know Little Ah He, you are lying!"

They hang out together all day long, and no one is more familiar with little Ahe at the entrance of the village than they are. So, she is not.

But inexplicably, he felt that it was because little Ahe was always dirty, so they had no chance to see her spotlessly clean, and they couldn't see her true appearance clearly.

So, they are not sure.

But little Ahe was dirty, and did not have such a clean skirt, nor such a beautiful bow, so he denied himself again, guessing that she was not.

"You are not, you are not her, she does not have such a beautiful dress, she does not have small leather shoes. She is not as beautiful as you..." The child confirmed again, and when he said the last word, his voice suddenly weakened.

It's like being embarrassed and feeling shy.

The girl in front of him was indeed beautiful, more beautiful than anyone he had ever seen.

"Song Zhiqing gave it to me." She couldn't get the other party's trust, which made Xiao Ahe very unhappy. Just when she was anxious to prove that she was herself.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a young man outside the crowd in the distance. The little girl ignored the boy's attempts to stay and immediately ran out of the crowd to his side, then pulled him into the crowd.

They walked through the crowd again and came to the child.

"Song Zhiqing, please tell him that I am Yu He. Tell him quickly that you gave me this skirt. Tell him quickly." Maybe she was a little angry, but the little girl's tone was a little more serious, but not only was it not annoying,

, and also has some sense of coquettishness.

She held his arm with no sense of propriety between men and women, and was so intimate that it was a bit too close.

Song Lingjun looked at the hand she held on his arm, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. Then he echoed her words and said, "Well, you are Yuhe, and you are also Xiao Ahe."

"The skirt is a gift from me." The young man's voice was not loud, but the little boy heard it clearly.

He said she was Xiao Ahe, and he said the skirt was a gift from him. They held hands. Xiao Ahe was very beautiful, and she held hands with Song Zhiqing.

This is not just the idea of ​​Xiaowei alone, but the idea of ​​many people at the scene.

"It's not surprising. When Xiao Ahe's mother was young, she was the most beautiful daughter-in-law in our village. Her only daughter will never be ugly."

"I didn't look good before. I guess it was because I didn't wash my face and there was a lot of dust on my face. Now I wash it off and it looks beautiful." Several women sat together, shaking their fans, watching the farce and chatting.

As they talked, they couldn't help but talk about other gossip. For example, how did the two of them get connected? Why didn't they find out before?

On the other side, the young men and women naturally heard these conversations. Song Lingjun was already the focus of attention, let alone the beautiful girl.

They are a perfect match, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful. In this small village, no man or woman can be found who is more suitable than them.

But this was breaking news, and news that was hard to accept. The girl who was too beautiful to look like a real person was the little Ahe they laughed at during the day.

Yes, Yuhe, who has been humiliated by them.

And do they remember that Song Lingjun didn't like little Ahe? But why are they so close now, and why did he give her clothes?

What is their relationship?

Object...the answer is already obvious.

This is something that many people cannot accept, but it is the fact that their relationship goes beyond the normal range of men and women.

Some people wanted to come forward to talk, and some wanted to come up and ask why. But in the end, they all chose to watch from a distance.

Be recognized and known by everyone.

This is a happy thing for Song Lingjun. No one will go beyond him to covet her, because she is his and he is hers.

They were a couple, a couple in the eyes of the public. Song Lingjun couldn't explain what it felt like. He only knew that he had never been as happy as he was now.

After the explanation, the child was still in shock. After a long time, he came back to his senses, then rushed to his friend and told his friend that she was Xiao Ahe.

It was little Ahe who fished with them and got into trouble with them. She was very beautiful, and she was a couple with Song Zhiqing.

Little Ahe, who wanted to eat swan meat, succeeded. Not only was she with Song Zhiqing, she was not a toad either.

This is gossip that even children know. You can imagine how bad her reputation is and how much she used to make people laugh.

The wind blows the fire, making it burn higher and shine brighter. She likes festivals and she likes such a lively atmosphere.

She was still wandering among the crowd and continuing to have fun, but this time she brought a young man with her, and Song Lingjun, who had a cold temperament, was also willing to play with her.

They entered the crowd and joined other young men and women holding hands and dancing around the fire. They truly integrated into the local life.

The excitement is for the happy people. Some people are happy, while others are sad. There are many people who like Song Lingjun, including local girls and female educated youths.

It was originally a lively festival, but on this day, he was told that he had actually always liked someone and had been with her for a long time. No matter how open-minded a person is, he would not be in a good mood at this time.

Some people watched this scene silently, while others hid in the corner and cried heartbrokenly.

Cheng Shuili was the one hiding in the corner and watching secretly. He stood outside the crowd and watched the scene silently. He had a cigarette in his hand, one after another, and burned out most of the pack.

But he still couldn't stop, his eyes followed the two people closely, and fell on the hands of the two people holding each other tightly.

He follows her like a shadow and can't take his eyes away. Even he has to admit that they are a perfect match.

Cheng Shuili didn't know how to describe his feelings. He couldn't accept this scene and was unwilling to admit their relationship.

But there was no need for his admission between them. The constant throbbing pain in his chest made him admit his love for her at this moment. He liked Yuhe, but he didn't know when he started.

He should be rational, he should be calmer, they are already together. What he has to do is to look away and forget to let go. He can't forget it, nor can he ignore it.

He didn't know what to do, his thoughts were in a mess. He even thought viciously, but it would be better if they were not together.

But how is this possible? Reality is reality and he can't go back. They are just together, carrying all of them.

His heart was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do. Whatever he could do, he didn't need to worry about anything. But he just couldn't forget it, couldn't ignore it, he was stuck in a predicament, and he couldn't get out of it.

At this chaotic moment, a text suddenly appeared in Cheng Shuili's mind, which was the news he had just received today. That is, the college entrance examination is about to resume. As a city citizen, Song Lingjun will definitely return to the city. He loves it so much

To study, he will definitely take the exam and return to the city, so they can't be together.
Chapter completed!