In the bedroom, Li Long and Gu Xiaoxia had switched places this time. Gu Xiaoxia was beside the cot looking after Mingming and Haohao, while Li Long sat at the desk writing.
As the summer solstice approached, the days grew longer, and Mingming and Haohao went to sleep later and later. The two children were already showing more energy than ordinary babies, and Gu Xiaoxia increasingly understood how hard it must be for Sister Yang to look after them during the day.
Once Mingming and Haohao were finally asleep, Gu Xiaoxia walked over to the desk and saw Li Long still writing under the desk lamp.
Gu Xiaoxia stood beside him, watching the strong, vigorous characters he wrote without saying a word.
This was not the first time she had watched Li Long write-by rights, his handwriting should not have been so "attractive" and "seasoned."
Li Long had never finished middle school. Like Gu Xiaoxia, he had spent his last two school years here in Ma County. She vaguely remembered that, although his handwriting had been reasonably neat back then, it had been nowhere near this standard.
When had his handwriting become so "seasoned"?
Her own life had followed a steady course, while Li Long's had been full of twists and turns and-legendary experiences.
Gu Xiaoxia actually wanted to learn about those parts of Li Long's life she had never shared. But whenever she asked, he brushed past them in a sentence or two.
Most of the young people on the team led unremarkable lives: birth, school, graduation, work-mostly farming-then falling in love, getting married, and having children...
Compared with the inland regions, people here mostly chose their own partners at this time. Of course, they were also relatively conservative, and few fooled around.
Only much later did Li Long