Chapter 47 The fourth Mengpo soup

In 2011, the last day of July, the hottest day of the year. At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining on the road as soon as it came out, and the ear-piercing chirping of cicadas sounded from the big locust tree.He Qingying prepared a new shirt for her son, and bought it from a Taobao brand store with the income from the bookstore.When he went out, he folded his collar straight, and yesterday he was forced to shave off the hair that grew after the high school entrance examination.She stuffed the tuition fee, accommodation fee, and agency fee totaling 2,990 yuan into the newly bought wallet for her son, and repeatedly took care not to lose it on the way.

However, she did not accompany Si Wang, but just sent him to the nearest subway entrance. From kindergarten to elementary school to junior high school, she accompanied her son every time a new student registered, except this time. Half a month ago, Si Wang received the admission letter from Nanming Senior High School. Last night, it was his mother who reminded him that the construction of the natural gas pipeline on Nanming Road had started, and all the buses leading to the city had been diverted, and the nearest route was to take the subway. Watching her son get into the entrance, He Qingying said loudly, "Wang'er, I will be there on the day of the parents' meeting."

I changed trains in the middle of the subway before I arrived at the nearest station, and I had to walk for more than ten minutes, and it seemed that it was too late. A car drove up, and the driver rolled down the window: "Hello, you are a freshman from Nanming Middle School, ten yuan, the same price." It turned out to be a black car operating illegally, and there was not even a taxi in the surrounding area.He got into the back seat and put his hands out of his wallet. Just as the car was about to start, someone opened the door. It was a girl in a white dress.Si Wang moved to the left and gave up the seat on the right.

"Nanming Middle School!" Her voice was soft and sweet, and she apologized to Si Wang again, "I'm sorry, classmate, can I carpool with you?" I haven't said the word "good" for a long time, because I just saw her face clearly... She is no longer a girl, but a woman in her thirties, but the years have hardly left any traces. At first glance, people mistakenly think that she has just graduated from college, and the fairy in ancient legends is nothing more than that. To be precise, she is eternal youth reverse growth. Ouyang Xiaozhi. She recognized the sixteen-year-old boy.

"Are you a freshman here to report?" He nodded awkwardly. "Stop dawdling, you're going to be late!" The driver got impatient for a long time, and stepped on the accelerator without waiting for an answer, probably because he was worried about the right and wrong place at the entrance of the subway station. Not only would someone come to snatch the business, but he would be miserable if he ran into the police. "I'm so sorry!" Xiaozhi greeted politely, raised her wrist to look at the white ceramic watch, "There are seven minutes left, don't be late!"

She lowered her head in embarrassment, her originally pale cheeks were still a little red, and faint beads of sweat dripped from her hair, and she just trotted all the way out of the subway station. The boy avoided her gaze, didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and glanced at any place in the car except her. Five minutes later, the car detoured to the gate of Nanming Senior High School. Xiaozhi handed ten yuan to the driver first, and he got out of the car right behind, saying the first words to her in his life: "Hey, I'll give you five more!" "No! Thank you for carpooling with me!"

In the early morning of summer, construction dust was floating on Nanming Road. Her smile broke the hearts of many boys. Fortunately, they were not late. The first-year high school students gathered at the gate of the school, all accompanied by their parents, and Si Wang was alone.Private cars continued to drive to the side of the road, and the whole family accompanied their children to report, and soon crowded with cars of various brands. There are big signs on the playground, instructing freshmen to register in which classroom, as well as the process of paying and registering.The twigs walked through the oleander forest beside the playground, and the red flower clusters bloomed more and more vividly.

She went straight into the teaching building, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the corner of the corridor, she arranged her hair and appearance, and put on a light and appropriate makeup. Even though it was midsummer, she was not revealing. The skirt firmly pressed her knees, and a pair of mid-heel shoes was quite low-key. . Twig saw him. The freshmen were all crowded on the playground in the scorching sun, or went to the classrooms on the first floor. The corridor on the second floor was deserted, and only the boy followed her. She turned slightly, frowned, with a serious expression, and shot cold eyes.I have met many boys who follow or peep at her, and she must show a gesture that makes people elusive and unattainable.

Si Wang stood in the corridor for a while, until the phone rang a text message. It turned out to be from his mother, asking if he had reported to school on time?He replied with a short "everything is going well", then went downstairs to queue up to register and pay. An hour later, the freshmen and their parents went to the lecture hall for the ceremony. Si Wang walked away from the crowd and walked in the middle of the playground, exposed to the scorching sun, and sweat drenched the new shirt bought by his mother. He looked at the school library from a distance, which was also the temple where Lianyi Villa enshrined the spirit tablets many years ago.

"The soul is back."