The rebirth of a small town, starting from birth

Although Shang Yunmiao was also very excited about this, in general, she still cared more about the love letter that Chen Bing had told her. After riding a bicycle back home with the other party, Shang Yunmiao couldn't wait to step into Chen Bing's room.

"Are you so happy about the party in the afternoon?" Chen Bing saw Shang Yunmiao's cool look and thought that the other party was a child by nature and was happy because of the Children's Day.

Shang Yunmiao, who was misunderstood, did not dare to explain. She straightened her face and nodded as a response.

After handing the two love letters on the bedside table to Shang Yunmiao, the little girl returned to her home happily.

After classmate Xiao Shang left, Chen Bing also made a little plan for the things to prepare for the Children's Day in the afternoon.

The most indispensable one is the camera that has accompanied him for a year. Such an interesting activity, of course, must be recorded by taking pictures.

After wiping the camera a little, which was a little dusty due to long-term use, Chen Bing was excited and looked through the photos in it.

Starting from the photos taken when I visited the new house a week or two ago, the photos taken during the tomb-sweeping period in 2014... the photos taken when I visited Pengcheng University of Commerce at the beginning of the same year... the photos taken at the end of 2013, when I organized the books I had read, the words I had written, the paintings I had drawn, and the questions I had done...

During the National Day in 2013, I took the photos when I went to Yanjing with Shang Yunmiao's family... During the New Year in 2013... On December 21, 2012, the day predicted to be the end of the world, I took the confusing behavior of human beings... In September of the same year, I took the photos of Japanese products being smashed on the street because of the Diaoyu Islands incident... During the May Day in 2012, I took the photos on the prairie of Inner Mongolia... And, on the last day of 2011, I took the photos of Shang Yunmiao playing with fireworks...

So many photos are not only stored in this camera. Chen Bing has selected some of his favorite ones, developed them, and then pasted them on the wall of his room.

Putting down the camera and looking back, Chen Bing admired the masterpieces that covered the entire wall.

There were photos of his family and Uncle Shang's family in front of Tiananmen Square; snails taken in the flowers on a rainy day during the Qingming Festival; photos of meteor showers taken on summer nights; Shang Yunmiao wearing a red Hanfu and eating candied haws during the Spring Festival; Shang Yunmiao playing in the water at the beach in a swimsuit when he went to Qindao; Shang Yunmiao sleeping on his shoulder on the high-speed train; Shang playing with fireworks...

Oh, no, why are there so many Shang Yunmiao in my masterpieces? Where are the Emeishan monkeys I took?

After a careful search, Chen Bing remembered that he didn't go to Emeishan at all because he didn't like the monkeys. Only Chen Shichao and Shang Zhengxin went to Emeishan at that time, while he and others went to see the Leshan Giant Buddha.

Chen Bing then recalled the funny look of the two fathers when they returned to the hotel, with their bags missing and their faces stained.

Yes, yes, that was the scene that was photographed at that time. Oh, the photo is hanging here!

After recalling the fun things in the past two years, Chen Bing couldn't help but smile.

I was really smart to decide to use a camera to record my life. I didn't think of taking a camera last year during Children's Day, but I must not forget it this year.

The time spent immersed in the viewing naturally passed quickly. When the time exceeded a little, Chen Bing, whose stomach was rumbling, remembered that he hadn't eaten lunch yet.

At this time, Liu Yue came to feed Chen Bing with today's lunch.

After leaving a message for Chen Bing to remember to invite Xiao Shang classmate next door to eat, Liu Yue left here in a hurry.

It seems that the business today is very busy. After all, Lao Chen went to school to participate in the graduation activities these two days. Liu Yue was alone, and she was indeed a little busy when she was busy (ill-sentence).

After watching Liu Yue leave, Chen Bing came to Shang Yunmiao's door, knocked on the door and summoned the little girl. When the other party came out to answer the door, her little face was flushed and she was still breathing slightly. I don't know what she was doing at home at this time.

"Yueyue has brought lunch. Let's go and eat with me."

"Okay."

After having lunch with Shang Yunmiao, the two rode their bicycles to the school gate again.

It was more than 1:40 in the afternoon, and the entrance of the elementary school was bustling with the naked eye.

Various uncles and aunts drove their own tricycles and set up many stalls at the door. There are traditional stalls selling butter popcorn, iced sour plum soup, etc., as well as limited stalls selling colorful balloons, air pumps, ribbons, and spray flowers.

Many primary school students gathered around the stalls and vendors, noisily buying all kinds of favorite products.

The hawking sounds from the loudspeakers, the childrenThe sounds of playfulness, the sound of trading, and all kinds of sounds converged together, weaving together the joyful festive atmosphere of Children's Day.

"Chen Bing, I want balloons too."

Shang Yunmiao saw this scene, pulled Chen Bing's wrist and pointed to a nearby stall.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

In 2014, convenient mobile payment was not yet popular, so only cash could be used for payment.

Chen Bing bought Shang Yunmiao a bag of balloons, an air pump, and two cans of spray flowers. After paying, they walked into the school together.

Compared with the bustle at the school gate, the school was completely different.

Many students whose classrooms were on the upper floors would stand in the connecting corridor of the teaching building with ventilation on both sides and throw inflated balloons to the open space below the building. And the students who gathered below waiting would look at the direction where the balloons flew down and scramble for them.

Although the balloons themselves were not valuable, the happiness brought to people by this interactive process was incomparable. This was a kind of happiness that only people could have when they were ignorant and happy.

Many adults certainly don't understand. When they are older than elementary school and enter junior high school, they will naturally reject the "shameful" thing of crowding with a group of people to grab a balloon.

Speaking of the game, although most of the things thrown down from the upstairs are balloons, there are also a few bad-hearted children who fill balloons with water and then throw them out at the crowd.

The falling speed of balloons and water balls is of course different. Although everyone can see this, whether there is time to dodge is another matter.

Every seven or eight times a water ball is thrown, there will always be such a time, and the children who don't have time to dodge will be hit by the water ball that falls head-on.

If the person who is hit is a strong person, it's okay, and he will probably continue to play without caring. But if it is a weak little girl like Shang Yunmiao, then crying is inevitable.