Chapter 111

After Director Jiang spoke, several school leaders came up one after another.

　　The sun is getting hotter.

　　"It seems like we have to hand out something later," He Chao was tall. He stood and glanced forward and caught a glimpse of the cardboard box next to Director Jiang. He guessed, "Does it look like a book?"

　　Other schools do hand out gifts at coming-of-age ceremonies. The book is simple and rough, one copy of the Constitution for each person, but according to the size of this cardboard box, it should not be able to hold such a heavy book.

　　Old Tang was busy organizing discipline, and Xie Yu leaned back calmly, not quite hearing what he was saying.

　　He Chao leaned forward, and if he lowered his head further, he could touch the tip of his ear. He thought for a moment, and then called him: "Old Xie."

　　Xie Yu felt uncomfortable from the sun, and raised his hand to cover his eyebrows.

　　"You are an adult and have grown up. You have to learn one important thing."

　　The voice of the man behind him was low, and his breath hit his ears when he spoke. This sentence was very similar to what Mad Dog had just said. Xie Yu was speechless for a moment. After realizing what he meant, he paused and asked, "What?"

　　He Chao said, "Take responsibility."

　　"Yeah."

　　Xie Yu responded lukewarmly. According to his understanding of this person, it was definitely not Good words.

　　Sure enough, as soon as he said 'hmm', He Chao immediately said, "For example, you have to be responsible for your boyfriend."

　　"..."

　　It turns out this is his mother's trick.

　　"I'll take the blame," Xie Yu was halfway through his swearing, but he didn't go any further and immediately broke through. "Can you please say it carefully if you have something to say? Is it interesting to go around?"

　　He Chao wanted to tease him and laughed when he heard this. She then lowered her head, her forehead directly touching the crook of his neck.

　　At this time, the last leader on the stage finished speaking.

　　Calculating the time, it was almost time to visit the memorial hall, but the head teachers of each class gathered at the cardboard box and didn't know what they were doing. About five minutes later, one person came back with a pile of things.

　　——It's a dozen thick envelopes.

　　Old Tang did not inform them in advance at this stage, and Xie Yu was still a little overwhelmed when he got the envelope.

　　The cover of the envelope says "Xie Yu".

　　The handwriting is neat and graceful, and looks familiar. You can tell it is Ms. Gu's handwriting at a glance.

　　"Where's yours?" Xie Yu said, looking back and seeing the envelope in He Chao's hand under the two characters "He Chao", followed by another scrawled line: I am your father.

　　"..."

　　He Chao also saw it, coughed lightly and said, "Our old He has a very special personality."

　　He had heard Old Tang call He Chao's father in the office before, and Xie Yu thought he was very interested in this man. Lao He already had a clear understanding. Unexpectedly, it was far beyond his imagination: "It's quite individual."

　　As he spoke, a sensational soundtrack was played from the speakers nearby, accompanied by the song "Grateful Heart" Electrical noise flows out.

　　All the students who got the letter were still in a state of confusion, whispering to each other:

　　"What."

　　"My dad wrote it to me?"

　　"My mom?"

　　Liu Cunhao, as the squad leader, stood at the head of the queue.

　　"What the hell?" He opened the envelope and read the first line, "To my dear son..."

　　Originally there was a hint of joking in the words.

　　As a result, after he finished reading these words, his voice suddenly disappeared.

　　After sending the last letter, Old Tang stood next to Director Jiang and said, "How did you think of it?"

　　Director Jiang usually looked ruthless, but the more cruel he said, sometimes his thoughts were more delicate than Tang Sen, the Chinese teacher. . The coming-of-age ceremony has been planned for a long time, and I want to make it special so that these children can remember this day as much as possible.

　　Director Jiang sighed: "There are some things that are difficult to say. Maybe by writing letters, parents and them... can communicate more."

　　Xie Yu opened the envelope and found that Ms. Gu had written three pieces of paper.

　　The first sentence at the beginning is "I love you".

　　For a moment, he seemed to see Ms. Gu through these thin pages of paper, holding a pen and sitting at the desk writing.

　　——I love you, but sometimes love is also a burden.

　　I'm grateful to you too, thank you for coming to me.

　　Xie Yu's hand tightened on the paper. He couldn't tell, as if his heart had been pinched suddenly, not lightly.

　　There were a few girls in the next class who couldn't hold back their emotions and cried. They covered their mouths with one hand and let out a few cries from between their fingers.

　　When these girls started crying, the atmosphere became more emotional.

　　Sometimes the true and strongest thoughts in our hearts are too shameful to be spoken out.

　　Xie Yu read two pages, then raised his head and stared at the tree not far away for a while. Then he calmed down and read the last page word by word.

　　Ever since you were little, I couldn't help but think about your future. Think about what you will be like when you grow up, where you will go and what you will do. I thought about each of the three hundred and sixty lines.

　　Now it's time to think for yourself.

　　No matter what choice you make, I'm proud of you.

　　I just want you to be safe and happy.

　　"This coming-of-age ceremony of Liyang No. 2 Middle School ends here," Director Jiang took over the microphone and said a few words at the end, "I hope everyone can recall this day no matter what difficulties they encounter in the future. All the touching and courage , and original intention."

　　"Now please follow the leading teacher and enter the museum in order..."

　　The process of visiting the People's Memorial Hall was very quiet. I don't know whether it was because I couldn't recover from the ceremony just now, or because I was facing a heavy burden. History is speechless. After visiting according to the prescribed route, it was already close to three o'clock in the afternoon.

　　It wasn't until we got in the car and went to a restaurant for dinner that the gang became active again.

　　He Chao raised his voice and said, "Let me make it clear first that I refuse to sit at the same table as the sports committee later."

　　There were eight people at the table this time, and eating was basically a matter of grabbing food.

　　After He Chao made his statement, Liu Cunhao followed closely, raised his hand and said: "I refuse too."

　　Luo Wenqiang was kicked around repeatedly like a ball. According to this development trend, in the end he could only join the table with Old Tang and the others: " "Mouse, don't you love me! We agreed to love each other!"

　　"..."

　　He Chao took the lead to liven up the atmosphere, then stopped talking, put one hand in his trouser pocket, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes. .

　　Even though his eyes were completely dark, the words in the old congratulatory letter still emerged little by little.

　　——I'm also afraid that you might be hurt by the fall.

　　——But I believe you more. How can my son give up just because of this difficulty?

　　In He Chao's impression, Lao He was a particularly cool parent. I used to feel that this kind of education method was very inhumane. Whenever he fell, Lao He would never reach out to help him: "If you have the ability, just lie on the ground for the rest of your life. If you don't, just get up."

　　He Chao thought of this and vaguely noticed the side of him. Something moved on his bed, and when he opened his eyes, the fingertips of the kid next to him had already restlessly penetrated a little along the edge of his trouser pocket.

　　He Chao didn't say anything, just leaning on the back of the chair and staring at him.

　　Xie Yu didn't dodge and directly held his hand.

　　Luo Wenqiang and the others changed the topic from dinner to the hotel: "I will go back later and plan to do some homework..."

　　"Did you bring your homework? Are you a beast? Didn't you say it will take care of itself!"

　　"I comforted you. Can you believe your words of comfort? "

　　The food in the restaurant is not good. There is a layer of plastic tablecloth on the big log. There are more than a dozen tables in one hall, and several classes are crowded here. The food tastes like a big pot of rice in the cafeteria.

　　Luo Wenqiang still sat at their table, which made everyone panic. He Chao was worried that Xie Yu would lose face, so 　　he

　　reminded: "Just grab it with chopsticks later, or we won't even bring you the leftover juice."

Yu took off his chopsticks and didn't care much: "He can give it a try."

　　Everyone sitting at the same table as Luo Wenqiang had their backs straightened and stood ready, as if what was waiting for them was not a feast, but a battle.

　　Wanda was sitting next to Luo Wenqiang. He felt that today's meal could go down in history. While the other tables were eating quietly and complaining from time to time that the food was not to their liking, their table was in a state of chaos.

　　He Chao threw his chopsticks directly: "Fuck, Mouse, hold him. Don't give him a chance to pick up the food -"

　　"Wanda, stop eating, help me," Liu Cunhao shouted, "Go straight to his life gate!"

　　Wanda Confused: "Mingmen? What Mingmen?"

　　Xie Yu: "Grab his chopsticks."

　　Luo Wenqiang was attacked from both sides and could only be held down, with his cheek pressed against the dining table: "Why are you doing this to me?"

　　The person at the table next to him They were dumbfounded: "Is this a meal? It's too fierce."

　　Several people worked together and finally saved the remaining half plate of grilled fish in the center of the table.

　　Compared to the exquisite dishes and delicacies from the mountains and seas, this large-pot meal, with the chef's hands shaking when cooking and adding a few extra spoonfuls of salt, tastes like a car accident scene.

　　What no one knew was that this smell could not be forgotten for several years.

　　The two-day itinerary was quite compact. After dinner and some simple repairs, we set off for the temple fair.

　　It wasn't as hot as the afternoon, and when we got off the bus, we even felt a few cool breezes blowing along the lake next to it.

　　Nan Temple is also a unique local tourist attraction. As evening approaches, more and more people visit.

　　There are vendors pushing carts selling pendant jewelry on the street, with red embroidery and tassels hanging from the bottom, which is delicate and unique.

　　There are also old people who set up stalls selling river lanterns. They sit with their hunched bodies by the lake and step on the bluestone steps.

　　The customs and customs here are completely different from those in City A, and they look quite ancient.

　　Old Tang was not worried about them. There were many people here, and it would be completely dark after a while. He asked several times if he had his mobile phone with him: "...Okay, are you sure you have everything? Then everyone can move around freely in groups. We will be at the door at seven o'clock." Assemble."

　　Xie Yu was suddenly patted on the back as he listened.

　　He Chao was behind him and gestured "go".

　　"Where to go."

　　"Anywhere is fine," He Chao said again, "Why don't you leave and stay in this group?"

　　Xie Yu thought of the last autumn outing and thought to himself, it was better to forget it. There were too many people and it was too annoying.

　　As soon as Old Tang finished talking about the grouping, Liu Cunhao subconsciously turned around to look for the two school bullies, and happened to catch a glimpse of their backs.

　　Both of them were wearing school uniforms and looked very good together. Not far away, He Chao reached out his hand without hesitation and took Xie Yu's hand.