Yunjin watched and counted, some of the crabs cut the rope and ran far away. She laughed to catch it back.

Soon, there were a lot of crabs on the bank.

Song Yancheng came back.

Yunjin suddenly looked at her and laughed.

"What's the matter?" Following her eyes, she felt something on her face.

Yunjin laughed: "you are almost a flower cat."

Song Yancheng looked down at the water, his face was indeed stained with a lot of mud spots, which made his serious face appear a little funny.

Seeing the cloud brocade smiling, he came forward and drew a line on her face.

"Ah." Yunjin screamed and immediately jumped up and smeared mud on his face.

Two people in the river chase each other to run a good distance, laughter also spread far and far.

It was not until it was getting late and the air was getting cooler. Song Yancheng took her hand and went to a small farm village.

He handed a big bag of crabs to an old man: "grandfather Li, I'm back."

"Yan Cheng? Sit down, sit down. " Grandfather Li stood up with a smile, "it's growing tall again."

Song Yancheng smiles and whispers to Yunjin: "grandfather Li and grandma are good friends. I used to come here. However, he is old and forgets something. Every time he sees me, he thinks I'm still in school, and every time he says I'm tall. I often come to see him when I am free. The stewed crab and steamed crab made by him are very delicious. By the way, can you have spicy food

"Yes." Yunjin nods.

Song Yancheng rolled up his sleeve to help grandfather Li get firewood. Yunjin wanted to help.

He held her hand down: "you don't move, there are thorns. The firewood rice made by grandfather Li is very delicious. "

Yunjin sat down and chatted with grandfather Li.

"This girl is really beautiful. I'll study hard with Yan Cheng, you know?" Grandfather Li was laughing.

Song Yancheng went to get sweet potatoes, and the corn that Yunjin had just broken off. He wrapped them in leaves and put them in firewood.

These are all new and strange life that she has never seen. In her eyes, she is full of curiosity and happiness.

Song Yancheng handed her the pliers: "you turn over the corn and sweet potatoes."

When I smell the brocade, I can feel the smell of cigarette dust.

Song Yancheng grabs her hand and teaches her how to turn it. Yunjin finally learns, but sweet potato and corn are also burnt by her.

Holding the baked food, she was so annoyed: "ah, how can it be like this?"

"It's OK. I'll bring you here next time. There's more. When winter comes, we can also roast pine nuts and chestnuts that fall from the mountains. Put it in the firewood and fry it when it's done. It's sweet and fragrant

Brocade is full of yearning: "that you also take me next time."

"Certainly." Song Yancheng reached out and rubbed her hair.

Cloud brocade shrinks the neck, incomparably happy.

"Come on, the baking cake is ready. This is Yan Cheng's favorite food since childhood. Come on, come on. "

Song Yancheng picked up the hot one and handed it to Yunjin. The brocade was hot enough to touch his ears, but it was hot and fragrant. The whole person was comfortable.

She ate with a smile. Although it was just a pancake made by grandfather Li, it was no worse than any delicious food she had ever eaten.