love you slowly

Chapter 61

"Dad! Hurry up! Uncle Bo is waiting below!" Meng Annan glanced into the bathroom, his father was still combing his hair, applying layer after layer of hairspray, forcing him to stand up.

Can't you respect the gravity of the earth?

Meng Annan saw that his father would have to wait a while, so he sent a message to Uncle Bo first.

As soon as he came out, Lu Zhiyuan was snoring and drinking porridge, when he heard Meng Annan urging him, he also quickened his movements.

"Don't worry, eat slowly, your stomach will hurt if you eat too fast."

Lu Zhiyuan raised his head from the bowl, "Didn't you say that Uncle Bo is waiting?"

Meng Annan glanced at the direction of the bathroom, pointed and said, "This guy is pretty, we have to wait for him, so don't worry, eat yours."

Lu Zhiyuan saw Meng Annan's expression happy: "It's Uncle Meng's birthday today, so you can let him dress up, it's a pity not to dress up when he's so handsome."

Meng Annan spread his hands, feeling helpless.

After Lu Zhiyuan finished eating and cleared the dining table, Meng Annan lifted Jiaojiao from the window sill, and looked up to find a small snowflake falling on the window, which melted instantly.

He opened the window and saw that tiny snowflakes were danglingly falling from the sky. He reached out to catch one, and the snowflake lay softly on his palm, and was melted by the overheated body temperature within a second.

When Lu Zhiyuan came out of the kitchen, he saw him open the window wide open, not knowing what he was looking at.

"What are you doing? It's not cold."

Meng Annan turned to wave to him, "Come on, it's snowing."

As soon as Lu Zhiyuan heard this, he ran over immediately, and leaned against the window to see that it was snowing.

"It's so small." He took one in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully.

"Eh? It melted." Snow Flower couldn't bear the warmth of her palm and turned into a small drop of water in the blink of an eye.

"Yeah, it's melted." Meng Annan patted his head amusedly, "Let's see if it can continue to play. If it falls too big, maybe we can have a snowball fight later."

Lu Zhiyuan was eager to try, wishing that the little snow would turn into big snowflakes and fall down in an instant.

Meng Annan couldn't laugh or cry at his shining eyes, and hurriedly closed the window, so as not to catch a cold because of the snow.

"Don't look, come in quickly."

"Children, I'm fine. Let's go." While the two of them were talking, Meng Huaicheng slowly slid out of the bathroom, holding his head up so that no one would see his hairstyle after nearly half an hour.

"Uncle, so handsome!" Lu Zhiyuan gave Meng Huaicheng a thumbs up and said sincerely.

Meng Huaicheng immediately raised his eyebrows at Meng Annan, "Look, everyone from far away says I'm handsome, but you're always here to urge me."

Meng Annan opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, glanced at his father and then at Lu Zhiyuan, sighed, and said helplessly: "Yes, yes, it's all my fault, you are the oldest birthday person today, what are you talking about?" We are all."

"That's right." Meng Huaicheng nodded as a matter of course, picked up the coat on the sofa, and waved his hand: "Let's go, go to your grandma's house."

"Wait." Meng Annan thought of something, and suddenly ran into the room, and the other two looked at each other suspiciously.

"Wear it." He took out three scarves, put them on himself, and handed one to each of the other two, "It's snowing outside, it's cold."

Lu Zhiyuan and Meng Huaicheng took it over and looked at each other, they both tacitly put it on obediently, and if they don't wear it, they will be nagged, it's scary.

When he arrived in the car, Uncle Bo couldn't help laughing when he saw Meng Huaicheng's well-dressed look.

"What are you laughing at!" Meng Huaicheng slapped him rudely.

Uncle Bo rubbed his shoulders, then turned his head and said, "Annan, I haven't seen your father tidy up for many years, and I'm not used to seeing it today."

Meng Annan glanced at his father, and also smiled: "Who says it's not, after so many years of roughness, suddenly refined, no one can get used to it."

"You're probably not as good-looking as I am when you're old, right?" Meng Huaicheng glanced at Meng Annan coolly, then turned his head and said to Lu Zhiyuan.

Lu Zhiyuan was stunned, looked at Meng Annan, and smiled: "Yeah, I'm definitely not as handsome as you."

Meng Annan raised his eyebrows over his father and looked at Lu Zhiyuan, and stretched out his hand to give him a quick tickle.

"Ouch!" Lu Zhiyuan dodged and almost laughed out loud.

……

The snow seems to be really falling and getting bigger and bigger. When I reached out to catch it, pieces of snowflakes lay on the palm of my hand like a group, and they didn't melt when someone got closer to study it thoroughly.

When the car was about to arrive, from a distance, the old house with red walls and green tiles was already covered with smoke.

"Your grandma is so anxious every year, and now I'm starting to prepare." Meng Huaicheng said helplessly when he saw it.

When the car stopped, Meng Annan opened the door and took out the wheelchair, letting his father sit down safely. It was no surprise to hear his father's thoughts, after all, it was like this every year.

"Come on! Come in and enjoy the fire!" Grandma came out holding the spatula before she heard the sound of the car.

"Ouch! What are you doing out here? It's very cold outside! We'll go in right away." Meng Huaicheng waved his hand and asked Meng Annan to help his grandma in quickly. His body is weak, so don't stand in the wind and blow a gust of wind and go back with a headache.

The family entered the main room, and the stove inside the room was burning hot. As soon as they walked in, they had to take off their clothes immediately, and it was so hot.

"I'll help." Aunt Fang took off her coat and rolled up her cuffs and went into the kitchen.

There was no dinner for a while, and Meng Huaicheng and Uncle Bo couldn't be free, so they invited some uncles from the neighborhood to come over and play mahjong.

In the blink of an eye, the Kung Fu game was completed, and a table of mahjong codes flourished.

The sound of the oil pan sizzling from the kitchen mixed with the sound of the mahjong colliding in the house creates a kind of warmth that makes people feel at ease and willing to indulge in it in the steaming heat of the stove.

The stove is placed in the upper left corner of the main room, and there is a reclining chair in the corner. The distance from the stove is just right, and people lying on it will be warm without feeling hot.

Lu Zhiyuan nestled on the recliner and looked at the adults playing mahjong. He didn't know mahjong himself, but he knew that once at the poker table, no matter how calm people are, they would be easily agitated.

"Touch!" Meng Huaicheng flicked the cards and pressed them on the table, his gestures were quite heroic.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at it and didn't know why he thought it was a little funny, so he couldn't help but laughed softly.

Holding a small bowl in his hand, Meng Annan was walking in from the door with some ribs and some soft potatoes inside.

There was a small bench next to the reclining chair, so he sat down. Seeing him tilting his head and looking at him with a smile on his face, he couldn't help laughing, tapped the tip of his nose with the end of his chopsticks and said, "Why is it so funny?"

Lu Zhiyuan blinked, "Look at you."

He looked at the bowl in Meng Annan's hand and asked, "What's this for?"

Meng Annan handed it to him, "I stole a few pieces of meat for you in the kitchen, and I have to wait a while to eat, in case you are hungry."

Lu Zhiyuan picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Meng Annan's mouth, "I won't eat it, you eat it." Meng Annan turned his head to avoid it.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't listen and still held up his chopsticks, Meng Annan looked at it for a while, sighed and lowered his head to eat.

There were not many pieces of meat in a small bowl, so Lu Zhiyuan ate one piece for himself and fed another piece to Meng Annan, and they finished eating quickly.

Holding the empty bowl, Meng Annan looked in the direction of the kitchen, and said to Lu Zhiyuan, "I'll steal some more for you."

Lu Zhiyuan pulled him back amusedly: "Don't make me look like a greedy cat, I'm not hungry."

Seeing that he really wasn't hungry, Meng Annan didn't force him. After putting the bowl back, he dragged Lu Zhiyuan into his grandma's room.

He was rummaging for something in the old mahogany cabinet, and after a while, he came out with a photo album and handed it to Lu Zhiyuan.

"Look, my childhood photos are all in there."

Sure enough, as soon as Lu Zhiyuan heard about Meng Annan's childhood photos, he became very interested, and his eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"You are so stupid, you dare to stick your butt while wearing open crotch pants." Lu Zhiyuan flipped through the pages one by one, and every time he saw something funny, he would stop and laugh at the person next to him for a while, and then he would look at the next one seriously. open.

"Huh? What a big jujube tree." He pointed to a photo - Meng Annan was squatting and picking up fallen dates when he was a child. He must have heard someone calling him, so he raised his head and looked at it. lens.

Meng Annan took a closer look. It was a jujube tree on the slope behind the courtyard. I heard it was very old, and I don't know who planted it.

Every year when the jujubes mature, the green and red ones hang all over the branches, which is very beautiful when viewed from a distance.

If someone wants to eat, he will climb up to pick it by himself. Every time Meng Annan lives at his grandmother's house, the uncles and uncles in the neighborhood will help him pick a basket full of it, and he is satisfied with the food.

By the way, he seemed to have buried things under the tree. That was when he was ignorant of love in his youth. He also had his own little secret and began to look forward to a love full of fatal temptation.

"Put on your clothes and follow me." Lu Zhiyuan was looking back at the photo album when he was suddenly pulled up.

"Why are you going?" He raised his head as soon as he put on his coat, and Meng Annan put the scarf around his neck.

Meng Annan pulled him over, smiled and glanced at him, "Come with me to a good place."

Lu Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, Meng Annan had already dragged him out.

Aunt Fang popped up at the kitchen door, and said to the two people who were going out, "At most half an hour to play, come back for dinner."

"Know it!"

"Why are you going?" Lu Zhiyuan asked.

Meng Annan pulled up the hat from the back of the coat to put it on for him, embraced him and said, "Just follow me."

Lu Zhiyuan glanced at him, shrugged, followed him to the back of the courtyard without further questions.

When he reached a jujube tree, Meng Annan pulled him to stop.

It was winter at this time, and there were no green and red dates on the jujube trees, only white snow hanging on the branches.

But Lu Zhiyuan just saw it in the photo just now, so even though the picture doesn't match the real thing now, he still recognized it at a glance. This is the place where Meng Annan picked up dates when he was a child in the photo.

"Why did you bring me here?" Lu Zhiyuan looked up at the top of the tree and asked with his head tilted.

Meng Annan took out two shovels from his pocket and smiled, "Pull the ground."

"What the hell!?" Lu Zhiyuan's eyes widened.

After a while—

Lu Zhiyuan and Meng Annan squatted under a white tree, digging left and right.

What was originally a vast expanse of white land was dug into a piece of mud by them.

"Where the hell are you buried? Can you give me a specific location?" Lu Zhiyuan plunged his shovel into the soil angrily.

While digging and searching, Meng Annan replied in between, "I buried them when I was a teenager, and I can't remember the exact location."

Lu Zhiyuan rolled his eyes towards the sky, "You are also in your teens now."

Meng Annan paused for digging, then casually twirled the snow with his finger on the ground and flicked it at Lu Zhiyuan's face, "Stop talking, dig!"

Lu Zhiyuan looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, then bowed his head to dig the ground resignedly.

"Huh? I seem to have dug up something." Lu Zhiyuan poked with a shovel, and indeed touched a hard object, which sounded like a jar.

Meng Annan leaned over and started digging, and finally saw the whole picture after a while.

It is indeed a jar.

A tea caddy.

But judging by Meng Annan's surprised expression, he found something right.

However, this taste is not flattering.

Beautiful puberty, sweet and sour first love like a peach, an unspeakable secret, you use a fucking old green tea pot! ! ? ?

Sorry, I don't understand your youth.

Naturally, Meng Annan also saw Lu Zhiyuan's unbearable gaze, and immediately defended himself after digging out the jar.

"I really wanted to find a good-looking glass bottle, but I searched my grandma's house and couldn't find it, so I found a tea jar that my grandpa didn't want and made a living."

The corner of Lu Zhiyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded to express his understanding.

Meng Annan tapped on the edge of the jar with a shovel, and it took a while to pry the lid off.

Lu Zhiyuan immediately took a closer look, there was nothing inside, only a piece of paper.

"You called me here just to dig up a piece of paper? In this cold weather!?"

"Don't worry, don't worry." Meng Annan looked up, Lu Zhiyuan looked like he was going to hit someone, so he quickly pressed down, "Look first."

Lu Zhiyuan took the paper suspiciously and unfolded it.

Immediately, his expression changed slightly, suddenly, a little solemn.

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Hello future partner, I am Meng Annan.

I don't know the circumstances under which you saw this letter.

But I know that when the future me brings you here to find this letter, it will prove that you are already an indispensable person in his life.

Although I don't know what you look like, whether your temper is good or bad, but what is certain is that I like your emotions, every frown and smile.

In fact, I am very curious about when we met, how we met, and who fell in love with whom first.

But it doesn't matter anymore, when this letter is opened, it means you are here.

If "I" happens to be by your side at this time, please be sure to tell him——

I am really glad to meet you.

Time has passed for a long time, as if the soul traveled back to the past through the letter paper, and returned to reality again when the words were exhausted, and there was a moment of trance.

Lu Zhiyuan raised his head from the letter paper and looked at Meng Annan in a daze.

Meng Annan was looking at him and smiling, glanced at the letter paper, shook his hand and said, "I'm really glad to meet you."

Lu Zhiyuan opened his mouth in a daze: "He asked me to tell you."

Meng Annan moved closer and kissed the corner of his mouth, "You don't need to tell me, I know."

Lu Zhiyuan pulled Meng Annan towards him slightly, hugged him tightly, and said in his ear, "I'm really lucky to meet you."

Meng Annan patted him and replied in a low voice, "Well, me too."