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After struggling for a few days, Yao An finally figured out that popsicles are still delicious.

If you don’t eat any more, summer will be over!

After making up his mind, Yao An threw out the stone flake in his hand and splashed three neat water floats on the stream.

He whistled and ran home.

Stepping into the main hall, a breath of cool air enters the lungs. The unpainted earth walls and stone floors just cut off the scorching heat outside.

Yao Jianqi sat on the swing, swaying slightly back and forth, he raised his head, and met Yao An's eyes.

Yao An came to him in two steps, two in three steps, holding the rope with both hands, and stopped the swing.

"Shall we go buy popsicles?" Yao An squatted down and winked at Yao Jianqi.

Seeing that it was not the first time that the person on the opposite side had thought about it, Yao Jianqi averted his eyes without seeing it, and shook the rope in protest.

"Go." Yao An softened his tone, he didn't realize why he had to go with Yao Jianqi.

"I'll return the sugar to you when I go!" added another weight.

After 10 minutes of hard and soft rubbing (crossed out), Yao An's bicycle backseat had a reluctant little man frowning.

Yao An has not carried anyone for a long time.

The earliest thing to do is to go back to the time when the car was first obtained, he took Yan Huai'en for a whole trip, and it didn't take long.

Now maybe his strength has become stronger, or Yao Jianqi is really too small, except that the clothes are always being pulled gently by one corner, kicking up is no different from when he was alone.

"Hurry up!"

Passing a sharp bend, the car body leaned slightly to the left, Yao An glanced back at Yao Jianqi, as if he was afraid that he would fall off.

Yao Jianqi held the piece of fabric that could be washed easily between his fingers. It was rough and rough, and he didn't know whether it was the constant temperature of the sun or human body temperature.

When the wind relentlessly poured into his mouth and nose, and the grass, leaves and branches on the side of the road grabbed him like tentacles, and his body fell down uncontrollably with gravity, what he could hold on to and not let him fall, Only the hem.

After countless twists and turns, the tires finally made a sound like an explosion on the gravel, and stopped anxiously at the T-shaped intersection at the entrance of Anding Village.

Suddenly, Yao Jianqi bumped his head forward and almost stopped beside Yao An's waist, thinly.

Yao An held the front of the car and looked around sideways. After a while, he let out a light breath, and his originally tense body line softened.

"It's here!" He jumped down and took Yao Jianqi out of the car.

Yao Jianqi's hanging feet landed firmly on the ground.

"Uncle, I'm here to buy ice cubes... Bah, I'm here to buy popsicles!"

Yao An lifted up the plastic curtain and walked in with Yao Jianqi.

"It's very late this year." The boss's son is in the same class as Yao An, and the two have met each other quite a few times, and they can recognize someone just by hearing the sound.

"Hi, I was busy."

There are two large freezers in the canteen, which contain various kinds. When Yao An was a child, he liked to eat eight small popsicles in the same packaging bag. The colors were different and the flavors were different.

Even though grandma told him earnestly, the only difference is the pigment.

While searching, Yao An did not forget to ask Yao Jianqi: "What do you eat, do you want ice cream?"

The boss has been sitting behind the counter just now, watching Journey to the West on TV intently, and it is broadcasting the part where Monkey King beats the bone spirit three times and Tang Seng fights back to Huaguo Mountain. He just turned around when he heard this, and saw A child followed by Yao An.

"This is……"

"My brother." Yao An said concisely, opened the cabinet door and picked out his favorite.

"Oh, oh." The boss replied.

Stories about Anding Village never spread from the head of the village to the end of the village in less than three days. He had heard about it before, but he didn't expect that the two of them were quite...friendly. Now, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the child. .

Yo, like a porcelain doll.

The porcelain doll itself is worrying about a cabinet full of ice cream.

"Why don't you eat this from me?" Saying that, Yao An tore open the packaging bag, picked out a pink one and brought it to Yao Jianqi's mouth.

A piece of colored ice, Yao Jianqi moved aside, not knowing what kind of fear was aroused.

After a long while, he stretched out a fisted hand and tapped on the glass.

"You understand quite well." Yao An held a popsicle in his mouth, "This is the most expensive."

Yao Jianqi shrank his fingers and opened his mouth, trying to take back what he hadn't said.

Yao An had already opened the freezer door, took out the box of ice cream, went to the counter and took out some change to settle the bill, then took out a flat wooden spoon and put them together in Yao Jianqi's hands.

"Eat it, don't melt it."

Yao Jianqi pinched the remaining corner of the plastic paper, and slowly pulled it away, the ice cream box opened its mouth wide, but the tip of the tongue was white, and it was sprinkled with crushed peanuts and dark chocolate.

He scooped up the tip of a spoonful and put it into his mouth. When it touched the gum, it was bitter and sweet.

"Is it delicious?"

Yao An threw the third green popsicle into his mouth, and licked it until it was shiny, with relish.

Yao Jianqi nodded honestly.

"Then call out brother to listen."

The wooden spoon rested lightly on the plastic box, Yao Jianqi suddenly turned his face away, waved his hand, and drove away a lingering mosquito.

"Little thing, you've learned to divert your attention." Yao An tapped the back of his head with negligible force.

Sitting on the steps at the entrance of the canteen, one big and one small, tasted the taste of summer.