My heart beats for you under the moonlight

"I want to send dates." Su Xian was obsessed with what she had not finished yet.

"I will go with you."

Su Xian glanced at his shoes: "It rained a few days ago and the road is still a little wet. Your shoes will be even dirtier."

"It doesn't matter, I can change to another pair that is stain-resistant tomorrow."

Su Xian stopped talking and bent down to carry the basket.

Zuo Yueyao took the basket and held it in his hand. Su Xian pointed at his sweater: "It will stain your sweater too."

"It's ok."

Everyone said it didn't matter, so Su Xian didn't force it anymore. She walked in front, and Zuo Yueyao followed her. They didn't say anything anymore, and just sent her off door to door. Every time she went to a house, she would always praise her. Su Xian's people all turned to praise Zuo Yueyao.

Zuo Yueyao actually accepted it completely without any embarrassment. He was enjoying the baptism of words with a smile and politeness all the way.

When the basket of dates was all gone, Su Xian thought that Zuo Yueyao would be very tired, but it turned out that Zuo Yueyao's face was not red and he was out of breath, just like a normal person.

This was a little different from what she understood from city dwellers.

When returning, Su Xian found a clean place to rest with Zuo Yueyao for a while.

There were two big rocks on the side of the road. Su Xian put the paper in his pocket on the big rocks and asked Zuo Yueyao to sit on them, but he didn't sit down. Instead, he sat on the rocks without paper.

"Girls, don't sit in cold places. I'll just sit here."

Su Xian pouted and sat down.

Not only is he good-looking, he is also a warm person. It really proves the saying that only excellent mothers can educate excellent children.

"You went to high school in this town?" He raised the topic again.

"Ah."

"Do you live on campus?"

"Yeah, but I'll be back during the holidays."

"I think the road here is not easy, how do you get there?"

"Just walk there. You'll get used to it after walking a lot. It's actually not that difficult. It's just that it's a little harder to walk on rainy days. Sometimes I run into neighbors going to the market, and I can still keep company."

Zuo Yueyao was silent for a while, and then said: "It will be fine after the road is repaired."

"Ah."

"I heard from Uncle Zhao that your academic performance is very good. You are a top three student every year. You are very smart."

This is not the first time Su Xian heard this, and she felt a little embarrassed when she heard it today, "Uncle Zhao praises everyone like this, but actually I'm not that smart, I just spend a little more time than others, and I have a lot of knowledge." I don’t understand it either.”

"We can study together these two days. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

He spoke very confidently, so confident that Su Xian was ashamed.

He lowered his head and said, "Thank you."

Zuo Yueyao looked at Su Xian's rosy face and thought it looked quite good-looking, and casually said, "I think you would look better with longer hair."

"Too much trouble."

When her mother was alive, Su Xian still had long hair. Her mother often tied her hair into various braids. Every time she went to school, her classmates would envy her and praise her mother for her ingenuity.

After her mother left, no one could braid her hair, so Su Xian did it neatly. At that time, she was only eleven years old, and she already knew what it meant to cut through the mess with a sharp knife.

Living like this with tomboy hair, Su Xian didn't even bother to look in the mirror.

The next day, Su Xian didn't actually go to study with Zuo Yueyao. She just thought Zuo Yueyao just said a polite word.

As soon as he finished breakfast and washed the dishes, his father started his day's work with a large plate of boiled eggs.

"Send this plate of eggs to Secretary Zhou and the others."

Although the eggs were not a valuable thing in the village, it was considered a luxury to be able to eat one egg every day, let alone cook such a large plate at once. His father's over-enthusiasm was due to ulterior motives, which made Su Xian very disgusted.

"I have homework to do later, so I won't go."

Su Xian's refusal made Su Changlin very unhappy. He put the plate on the stove with a bang and said, "I'm almost drinking the northwest wind. What's the use of keeping such a face? If you have the ability, you can go out and make money like Xiao Wu and the others." , throw money in front of me, I won’t fart again!”

Xiaowu is Uncle Zhao's son. After graduating from high school, he went out to work with several young people. He went to a factory in the city. I heard that because of his diligence and flexibility, he became a team leader. He did pretty well. I will send money back to Uncle Zhao every month.

This incident deeply affected Su Xian's father. He immediately put a bunch of truths on the dinner table and talked about it: "It is virtue for a woman to have no talent."

Su Xian, who firmly believed that "there is a room of gold in the book" adopted a policy of letting his father's "teachings" go in through one ear and out the other. She filtered out as much as Su Changlin said, leaving no trace behind.

Su Changlin has been talking to himself for a long time, and he also knows that his daughter is the representative of "rotten wood cannot be carved", so he is too lazy to waste his words.

But since I saw Zuo Yueyao yesterday, I don't know which sensitive nerve in my heart has been touched, and I started to look at Su Xian with his nose instead of his nose, and his eyes instead of his eyes.

Anyway, it doesn’t look right when you look at it horizontally or vertically.

Su Xian wisely stopped hanging around him, and this began to affect the boy named Zuo Yueyao, who began to reject his arrival.

"In this poor place, what's the use of reading so many books for a girl? It's better to find a serious job as soon as possible. When you get married, your husband's family will not care how many books you read, but only how much money you make. Don’t have a droopy face whenever I talk to you, I’m still here to help you study, don’t act like I owe you!”

Su Xian washed the dishes and chopsticks and shook off the water stains on his hands. "Please rest for a while. I'll deliver it to you, okay?"

It's worth it to lose this old face and have clean ears.

Who said that sixteen years old is a flowery season? She, Su Xian, was just a bad girl, and she was happy to be an old woman.

Su Xian took off his bib and was about to go out when Zuo Yueyao stepped in.

The light at the door was half blocked, and Zuo Yueyao stood at the door of the kitchen and called "Uncle" to Su Xian's father.

Su Xian didn't even have to think about how quickly his father would change his attitude.

Sure enough, when Su Changlin heard this call, the wrinkles on his face piled up, and his eyes were so narrow that he couldn't even open them.

"Here comes Xiao Zuo. Don't stand here. There's a lot of fumes in the kitchen. Let's go and stay in the main room." Su Changlin pushed Zuo Yueyao out, as if there was no one else in the kitchen.

Su Xian held the bowl of eggs and stood for a long time. Then he brought it to the main room and put it in Zuo Yueyao's hand: "It's for you. Remember to return the plate to us after you finish eating."

"How are you talking!" Su Changlin became angry when he saw his tactless daughter: "Didn't I teach you how to treat guests?"

Su Changlin's dislike of Su Xian never depends on the occasion.

But when he saw Zuo Yueyao, he was like a man who has a son in old age when he sees his biological son. It made him happy and his face beamed with joy.

Su Xian didn't look at it, turned around and left, but heard Su Changlin's accusing explanation behind him: "Ever since this child's mother left, her character has become weird. No, when her mother was here, she just listened to her mother. Now that her mother is gone, I am really worried about taking her alone. The conditions at home are not good, and she keeps doing this all day long to not let me worry. , My life is getting more and more hopeless as the days go by, and with my physical condition, I don’t know how long I can survive.”

"Xiao Zuo, I made you laugh."

Su Xian knew that Su Changlin's misfortune was just for Zuo Yueyao to see. To be precise, he wanted Zuo Yueyao to go back and convey the truth to Zhou Ling. Su Changlin felt that only by describing the family situation in a touching way could he be able to explain the situation later. Get an extra share of the poverty relief pie.

But what Su Changlin didn't know was that the word mother was Su Xian's most fragile nerve. He couldn't mention it, talk about it, let alone use it.

So in the lingering autumn wind, Su Xian's nerve was suddenly pulled out, and it hurt so much that she almost cried.

"Uncle, don't be sad. When Su Xian and I went to deliver dates yesterday, everyone praised her and said that she would be a very promising person in the future. Moreover, Su Xian was so filial, and my mother even asked me to talk to her more. As for studying, she went to visit me early this morning and asked me to come to Su Xian to do my homework together."

"Okay, okay, then you study."

"Then can I take her to the village committee office to study? This way I won't disturb you."

"Of course, go ahead, go ahead."

Just like that, Su Xian felt like she was being sold, and was driven away without even asking her.

Su Xian was still walking in front of Zuo Yueyao. When he remembered that he was aggrieved, he would kick the pebbles on the roadside with his feet.

Today, her self-esteem has been trampled to pieces by her father.

Still in front of Zuo Yueyao.

In fact, Su Xian was thinking about another level at that time. She comforted herself and just trampled on him. Anyway, she would never see this boy again. They left here in a few days. Who would remember whom?

But what Su Xian never expected was that one day later, not only did they meet again, but they also maintained a long-term relationship that was constantly at odds with each other.

Therefore, this person should not jump to conclusions at any time. Who knows what unexpected arrangements God will have.

The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt. Su Xian walked faster and faster. The consequence of only focusing on speed but not quality was that he didn't see the potholes and almost fell down.

Zuo Yueyao held her with one hand and held the plate of boiled eggs steadily with the other hand.

"Are you mad at me?"

Su Xian shook off his hand: "No."

Zuo Yueyao was also good-tempered. He was treated calmly and calmly when a distinguished guest came to visit him. How could he look like a boy who was only sixteen years old, looking so mature and steady.

"Actually, you don't need to be so angry. Although we can't choose our birth, we can change our lives. We can't choose our parents, but we can change our parents' views on us through practical actions. I don't think you should understand these principles. ah."

Why doesn't Su Xian not understand these principles?

She finally slowed down her hurried pace and walked side by side with him when he came up. Su Xian, who was able to realize his mistakes, finally calmed down his temper and found a topic to lighten the atmosphere: "This is a chicken raised by myself." The eggs they lay are very delicious and can’t be eaten outside.”

"I know." Zuo Yueyao replied with a smile: "We will eat them all and not waste any of them."

When they arrived at the village committee office, there was a small square table. Su Xian spread out the books and sat face to face with Zuo Yueyao. She looked at the black metal ballpoint pen spinning in Zuo Yueyao's hand with a little envy.

After Zuo Yueyao noticed her behavior, he asked her with his pen: "Do you like it?"