Chapter 49
The little ones were walking on somewhat muddy roads, and the breeze from the mountains and fields brought the long-lost fragrance of the soil.

There is a small village not far away, and a dog barking can be heard vaguely. On the way back, the little girl said that this place is similar to the grandfather’s house in the country, and pointed to the grass by the roadside with a smile, saying that the grass is also available in her hometown.

Yan Haozhe nodded, and said that he also remembered that the grass like bean sprouts grew on the edge of the stone, and it was very luxuriant.

The two chatted without saying a word, Hu Youyou rested on his back enough, said that he would come down and walk by himself, then picked up a wooden stick, and swept it restlessly on the ground.

Seeing her like this, Yan Haozhe asked curiously, "Maomao, what are you looking for?"

"Brother Haohao, do you still remember that Uncle Yan took us to pick that kind of red fruit, which looks like a strawberry and tastes sweet, the little ones."

"Fool, that one is called raspberry," he said, "and there is a very brightly colored one called snakeberry, which is not edible."

"Yeah, Uncle Yan said that's for snakes, people will die if they eat it, haha..."

Seeing that she couldn't find any red fruit, the little girl also helped Yan Haozhe carry some small logs back.

The teacher is cooking vegetables in a pot by the stream, and the students who have completed the task are catching fish in the water, or playing in the water in a competition.

Hu Youyou didn't dare to go into the water, so he went to find a few thin pebbles, pulled Yan Haozhe, and said that he would form a group to play with those boys, and he would beat the water more times than anyone else.

When I was young, I found everything fun, and it seemed like I couldn't get tired of playing a simple game.

After lunch, the teacher led everyone to play games in the afternoon. We had a good time. Everyone laughed together, and everyone laughed "haha" without image. very brilliant.

The sun reflected on everyone's immature faces, and the clear pupils and carefree smiles, it is really picturesque.

The scene in the afternoon was painted by Yan Haozhe after returning home. Besides this painting, he also painted another one at night.

In the night sky and forest, a bright moon hangs in mid-air, and countless fireflies roll into the shape of a tornado.

And in "Tornado", there is a pair of boys and girls holding hands, as if they are going to fly to the sky with the wind.

Their knees are close together, their eyes are facing each other, and their small hands are tightly pulled together. From a distance, it looks like a heart shape. Below the knees of the two children are not legs and feet, but huge tree trunks connected together, firmly buried. In the soil.

This fantasy, romantic and beautiful oil painting was finally hung in Hu Youyou's room a few years after Yan Haozhe secretly hid it in his own room.

Every time they see the painting, they can think of what happened that night at the elementary school graduation camp, and they smile at each other, but they don't know it.

As for what happened at the camping night, it was a little secret that the two little guys knew, simple but beautiful.

We played all afternoon that day. After dinner, a group of people sat around the fire and told stories. The naughty boy told a ghost story, which scared the girls into hugging each other, and kept shouting: "Damn the mosquito!" , stop talking."

When it was time to go to bed, the students who had been making trouble all day quickly fell asleep, of course there were many exceptions.

Hu Youyou and Xiao Yezi were one of the exceptions. The two little girls got together and chatted about some small things.

Xiao Yezi blushed and said that she liked a certain boy in the class, but she didn't dare to tell him, and asked Hu Youyou what to do.

(End of this chapter)

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