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Chapter 313 Jiaojiao Wu Nongyu

"Ticket for 26:28 p.m. on La [-], arrive at Jingnan Station at [-]:[-] a.m. on La [-]."

"So fast!" Si Ningning exclaimed in surprise.

Isn't the 26th of the twelfth lunar month just tomorrow!
"There are few trains in small places. Except for tomorrow's trip, the next trip to Beijing will be on the evening of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. If you buy that trip, you won't be able to catch up with the New Year's Eve dinner."

Huo Lang handed the ticket and household registration book to Si Ningning, and explained the reason in a few words.

Si Ningning lowered his eyes and gave a low "hmm".

She didn't have anything to pack, but she didn't expect that time would be so tight.

In the final analysis, in fact, I was still not ready to deal with it.

After deliberating for a while, Si Ningning got up and put on his clothes, "Then I'll go first, see if there is anything to clean up, and clean it up, so as not to be in a hurry tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll take it to you."

"No need, He Gu and San Miao are both asleep, what should I do if I wake up later and can't see anyone?" Si Ningning waved his hand and put on his military coat neatly, "I can go by myself."

Huo Lang didn't say much, but just followed behind and sent Si Ningning to the gate of the yard, "I came back today and said hello to Shan Mantang, and asked him to come pick him up tomorrow afternoon, don't worry."

"Got it, I'm going back, you go into the house!"

Si Ningning understood, "humph" laughed twice, waved his hands and trotted away.

Watching Si Ningning run away, Huo Lang raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and glanced worriedly at the gray and misty sky. Finally, he sighed and fastened the courtyard door, and turned to enter the house.

Si Ningning said that he was going back to pack his things, but there was really nothing to do.

She is not like Mo Bei and Song Shuhan who are looking forward to returning home. Some small objects that are usually messed up in spare time may be considered commemorative, so they are all packed in the luggage, thinking about taking them home to tell the family Speaking of which, share the bitterness and bitterness of this special period.

Si Ningning only packed up two replacement underclothes, and also packed the pork strips that had been hanging out to dry before being prepared for shredded meat.

The shredded meat can't be dried in a day or two. She's not here, and she's too embarrassed to bother others. Why don't she take it home with an excuse and turn it around to lose space.

Xu Shuhua and the others who couldn't go home envied Si Ningning very much. When Si Ningning cleaned up, they all stood around and watched.

Seeing that Si Ningning packed such a few things, Xu Shuhua said, "Ningning, why did you bring such a few things?"

Si Ningning smiled, "It's not that I won't come back, it's too much trouble to come and go, and I have them all at home."

Xu Shuhua nodded, thinking about it too.

Si Ningning's situation is different from theirs. Their home basically sends all their things that can be sent over. If they don't bring them home, they won't have anything to wear or use.

"Well, I don't have to do my part for dinner. I'll marinate a few more eggs, so I can take them with me in the car tomorrow."

"Row."

"Where are Mo Beisong Shuhan and the others? Ask me if they want to cook a few too? You can't buy food in the car."

"Let me ask Mo Bei! Song Shuhan definitely doesn't want it, he's going to Nanjing, and he's only leaving on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month!"

Si Ningning nodded, and suddenly said in surprise: "Is Song Shuhan actually from Nanjing? I didn't recognize the accent at all."

"What's wrong with Nanjing? What's the Nanjing accent like?" Jiang Yue asked curiously.

Most of them are from the north, and the southerners have very little contact with them, so they went to the countryside to come here to be a part of the contact, and that is only in this area. People from other areas have basically never been in contact with them, and it is normal to not understand the accent. .

Si Ningning could understand that she had heard Nanjing dialect. Although she didn't understand it very well, she always felt that the Nanjing dialect had a special charm and could be classified as pleasant.

But if she is asked to learn to speak, she will not be able to learn.

"Hmm..." After pondering for a while, Si Ningning said, "I don't know how to say it, but if you are really curious, can I sing a part?"

She can't speak the dialect, but she has heard a lot of songs with similar emphasis, so it's not a problem to hold back a few words.

As soon as they heard that Si Ningning could sing, Jiang Yue, Xu Shuhua and the others regained their spirits immediately, and asked one by one: "That's a good relationship, what are you waiting for? Come on! Come on!"

The room was warm and the atmosphere was warm and beautiful. Si Ningning couldn't help laughing, and the people who were pushing and shoving became excited, "Then I'll just improvise. Don't laugh at me if I don't sing well! Otherwise, I'll be with you." You break off the relationship, and I won’t care about you in the future!”

"Oh, don't worry! Hurry up!"

Si Ningning didn't smear any ink. After drinking saliva, he pressed his fist to his lips and coughed a few times to clear his throat. He stood upright. After taking a deep breath and exhaling a few breaths, his cherry pink lips slowly opened and closed and said:
"Blue brick with tile paint
white horse treading new mud

Banana leaves of mountain flowers dyed red scarf in twilight
Raindrops on the eaves

......"

Jiang Yue and his group originally wanted to make fun of it, but when Si Ningning really started to sing, they sat by the bed one by one, looking up at Si Ningning with their eyes like fire. Fascinated.

It turned out that Si Ningning sang so well!

It turns out that the accent of Nanjing is like this!

I didn't understand the meaning of "Wu Nong's soft language" written in the book before, but now I understand it.

"The smoke rises
where are you

look for
desolate
The moon falls into the black cry, the crescent moon falls into the lonely well

......"

Si Ningning's singing continued, but those who were addicted to it were not only the girls sitting around the kerosene lamps in the room, but also the people outside the gate who were stroking the door panel with their slender hands but did not push it away.

Green bricks with tile paint, white horses treading new mud, Jiaojiao Wu Nong's language...

After a year of mediocrity, this song is probably the best gift, right?

Without disturbing the good atmosphere in the room, Mo Bei withdrew his hand and slowly turned sideways, looked up at the light group in the sky covered by clouds through the gaps in the branches and leaves in front of the door, and said silently in his heart:
See you next year, Si Ningning.

In a small place, the station is small, and the number of trains inside is limited. Mo Bei didn't buy the ticket with Huo Lang, but the ticket he bought was still the same train number. In addition, Huo Lang was brought back by Shan Mantang. On the way, he met Mo Bei and Huo Lang. Song Shuhan, just waited for the two of them.

At that time, when he learned about the ticket time between Mo Bei and Song Shuhan, Huo Lang had said something and asked Shan Mantang to come over and help deliver the trip that day. Mo Bei thanked him in a low voice, while Song Shuhan babbled, saying the words of thanks over and over a dozen times .

At four o'clock in the afternoon on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, Mo Bei, Si Ningning, and Huo Lang got into the Danmantang car at the cable bridge. Unlike usual, Huo Lang was more childish this time, and didn't Ask Si Ningning to sit with Mo Bei.

Huo Lang asked Si Ningning to sit in the co-pilot, and he sat side by side with Mo Bei in the back row. He patted Mo Bei's shoulder awkwardly, as if he couldn't see the resistance on Mo Bei's face. When you go back, say hello to the parents for him.

Off topic:
After writing this chapter, my heart is actually quite complicated. Many people say that the heroine is ambiguous with Mo Bei and Huo Lang, but in fact, the emotional line of this article is really not heavy, and the warmth may be triggered inadvertently by friendship and the way of life Occupies more things.I don't really want to write about the love of the hero and heroine, I only have love in my heart, and some small things in life are actually very loving.

(End of this chapter)