Chapter 159, first update of the series.

Perhaps because she had so many feelings to share, Luo Yan dreamed about many things from her childhood that night.

When she woke up, she couldn't remember the details very clearly, only that she, her brother, and Zhou Weifang had been running around all night.

Luo Yan had no idea she could run so fast. She suddenly threw off the covers, got up, and sat on the edge of the bed to catch her breath.

The next second she shrank back under the covers, using the remaining warmth to change her clothes before leaving the room.

Huang Laishun now lives in the living room.

It's a particular little dog; it always goes to a fixed spot in the yard to pee or poop. Today, it seemed to be in a real hurry, because as soon as Luo Yan opened the living room door, it rushed out and started scratching at the corner of the wall.

People also want to go to the toilet, but seeing a dog like that always feels a bit strange.

Luo Yan thought about it and decided to wash up first. She added hot water to the basin, but accidentally added too much and got burned, shaking her hand.

Liu Yinfeng was unaware of the cause of the incident. She only saw her daughter moving her arms and legs around in the yard as if she were dancing, and assumed that she was exercising. She then went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Since they got gas, she's been getting up later. After all, now she can just turn on the switch and there's a roaring fire, and the water will be bubbling away in a few minutes.

While the water was boiling, she went out to use the restroom.

Luo Yan followed behind her mother, whining, "I just got burned."

Upon closer inspection, Liu Yinfeng couldn't see even a trace of red and chuckled, "Wow, what a big bag!"

Luo Yan chuckled, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a mouse darting past and screamed in fright.

Liu Yinfeng patted her daughter's hand: "It's alright, it's alright, it's over now."

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Our school has it too, in the cafeteria. Can you believe how scary that is?"

Liu Yinfeng wasn't afraid of that; she was just worried: "If the students get sick from the food again, let me tell you, the money spent on food is the one thing we can't skimp on. They need to eat well to have the energy to study."

Luo Yan readily agreed, and after arriving home, she said to her father, who had just gotten up, "I see Huang Laishun thinking about those few vegetables every day."

Luo Xinmin himself laughed: "I used to think that I would grow some crops after I retired, but now I see that the weeds are growing and the bean sprouts are sparse."

Luo Yan chuckled: "My brother was saying yesterday that weeds were coming from nowhere in the dead of winter, and he almost pulled them all out."

Luo Hong took a sip of water and criticized his sister: "Is this how you complain to someone's face?"

Luo Yan stuck out her tongue and went into the kitchen to help serve breakfast, placing a large bowl of dumplings on the table.

Luo Hong clicked his tongue in amazement: "Mom, I've never seen anyone eat so many dumplings so early in the morning."

Liu Yinfeng, holding a bowl of dumpling soup, said, "Didn't you eat some the day you went to the countryside?"

Luo Hong was sixteen or seventeen years old at the time, a time when he was growing taller and had a big appetite. Considering that the supply conditions would definitely not be as good as in Beijing after he went to the countryside, his parents didn't put much vegetable in the dumpling filling.

He said, "I was so full that I almost threw up when the train started moving."

While we're eating, why are you talking about vomiting?

Luo Yan glanced at her brother, poked open the dumpling wrapper to let the steam out, and then threw it into Huang Laishun's bowl.

Huang Laishun was eating happily, wagging his tail and circling among the chair legs. He bumped his head into a table leg and froze, feeling dizzy.

Luo Hong gave it a light kick: "You stupid dog."

That strength was just for show; Huang Laishun howled and rummaged around.

Liu Yinfeng now spends most of her time with the puppy, and sometimes takes it with her when she goes out to visit neighbors. They have an incredibly close relationship. She says, "Be gentle, or you'll hurt it."

Luo Hong muttered, "It's a good thing I didn't have a grandson, otherwise I wouldn't have a place in this family."

"How dare you even mention it?" Liu Yinfeng slapped her son on the back: "That kidnapper is getting married too. Look at your group of childhood friends, who's left?"

Ever since his family moved to a new house, Luo Hong has had a get-out-of-jail-free card.

He said, "Then please introduce one to me quickly."

"You brat," Liu Yinfeng said, "you can forget about getting married for the next two years."

My family is still in debt, so even if I find a suitable partner, I'm too embarrassed to bring it up.

Luo Hong knew it and chuckled, "That's right, let's put aside our romantic feelings for now."

This pleased him greatly. Liu Yinfeng didn't know what to say and shook her head: "Hurry up and go to work after you finish eating."

She prefers to ignore it.

Believe it or not, we're almost late.

Luo Hong had hung a sign at the entrance of his shop that said it would open at eight o'clock, which was about the same time his sister would have her first class.

The two left together, but parted ways at the school gate.

Luo Hong arrived at the car dealership first, and before he could even take out his keys, a student said, "Master, I need to get a tire repaired. I'll pick it up after school."

He ran off as soon as he finished speaking, and Luo Hong almost didn't remember the guest's face.

Fortunately, he noticed the clothes clearly. When the person came to pick up the car, he casually looked them up and down and said, "Hey, you're not late this morning, are you?"

The guest complained bitterly: "Our teacher arrives five minutes early for every class and is very strict about the coursework."

This teacher's name sounds somewhat familiar. Luo Hong: "Is it Teacher Li, who teaches transportation economics?"

The reputation of "Ghost's Sorrow" is truly renowned. The student asked in surprise, "Even you know about it?"

Luo Hong was too embarrassed to tell him that Teacher Li was his sister's favorite teacher, and awkwardly pinched his nose: "I've heard a little about it."

It's not surprising that a shop located right at the school gate knows everything. The students didn't think much of it, paid, and left.

Luo Hong, however, was thinking about sharing it with his sister later, so he told his childhood friend about it first when he arrived.

Zhou Weifang and his girlfriend were going out to eat, but on the way, he picked up lunch for his future brother-in-law.

He placed the lunchbox on the table: "Yanyan also likes teachers who go overtime."

Luo Hong, who was squatting down to work, clapped his hands and stood up, his gaze moving over his childhood friend, and said, "Going in the opposite direction."

Who's being sarcastic? Zhou Weifang: "When have I ever skipped class without asking you to come?"

He spoke so loudly that Luo Yan, who had just finished school, heard him and said, "I think you're quite honorable."

Zhou Weifang realized what was happening and said with great regret, "I still regret it deeply."

Luo Hong, who was a cannibal, was not polite at all. He sat down, picked up a piece of meat, and said, "Say a few more words, and I'll see that our great literary master has made a lot of progress in his studies recently."

The renowned writer Zhou Weifang gave him the middle finger without hesitation: "You're suited to read this."

Regardless of whether he was civilized or not, Luo Yan pulled him along, saying, "I'm hungry!"

Zhou Weifang obediently followed her, and only after they had walked a distance from the school gate did they switch to riding side by side. He asked, "Yanyan, do you want to go see a movie?"

Luo Yan: "Sure, any new films coming out lately?"

Her scarf was pulled up high, almost covering her mouth, and her voice sounded like a buzzing sound.

Zhou Weifang couldn't hear clearly: "We'll talk about it when we get there."

Luo Yan simply nodded, and after parking her bicycle at her destination, she ripped off her scarf: "People really should exercise more; it's much warmer now."

Zhou Weifang had herded many sheep and could tell at a glance: "This is pure wool, isn't it?"

Luo Yan herself wasn't quite sure, and lowered her head slightly, saying, "Maybe, my mom knitted it."

Zhou Weifang praised, "Auntie has excellent skills."

Luo Yan raised an eyebrow: "I appreciate it on behalf of my mother."

He glanced again at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant: "Isn't today a weekday? Why are there so many people at midday?"

Zhou Weifang was also surprised: "If I had known, I would have come to queue up first."

Today's lunch break was long, and it was sunny at midday.

Luo Yan wasn't in a hurry at all. She stood by the roadside, rubbing her hands together, and said, "Go get the sign, I'll air it out."

Zhou Weifang ran back and forth in the blink of an eye, saying, "There are still three tables left for us."

Luo Yan subconsciously touched his clothes: "Aren't you cold wearing so little?"

Zhou Weifang opened his palm: "Feel it, it's warm."

Luo Yan patted him on the shoulder: "We're all human, behave yourself."

Zhou Weifang said in a serious tone: "I really just wanted to show you if it's hot."

Naïve? Luo Yan gave a fake smile: "That word doesn't quite suit you."

Zhou Weifang wasn't ashamed: "A normal man, his beloved..."

Luo Yan forced him to shut up with her eyes, saying, "I'm easily embarrassed, so you'd better watch yourself."

Zhou Weifang zipped up his mouth, then unzipped it himself: "By the way, did your classmate call you?"

Luo Yan moved to her new home and called her two best friends half a month ago to invite them over.

Unfortunately, they both had other commitments and couldn't set a time for the time being.

Luo Yan: "Huifang said that their semester ended early this year and they will come back after the exams. There is still no news about Yingying. Her medical school has too many books, and she loves to study. With the end of the semester approaching, she may not be able to find the time."

Zhou Weifang eagerly raised his hand: "I have plenty of free time and I'd love to hang out with you."

Luo Yan continued, "I met my sister-in-law yesterday, and she said the shop is doing exceptionally well. Can you really find the time?"

Zhou Weifang lowered his voice: "My salary of several hundred yuan a month isn't paid for nothing. Besides, how much time do you actually have to see me each week?"

The first half of the sentence could easily be labeled as exploiting the proletariat, and he now knows what it means to be wary. The second half of the sentence naturally carries a different meaning.

Luo Yan felt a little sorry for her, but said, "I see Huifang the most, but it's only a dozen times a year. We've seen her more than that this month, haven't we?"

Just as Zhou Weifang was about to speak, Luo Yan saw what he meant and said, "I know you're saying 'It feels like ages have passed' again. Say something serious."

Zhou Weifang murmured, "Yanyan, now I think you're the most serious one."

Luo Yan fell for this, so she had to coax him a bit, saying, "The final exams are after New Year's Day, and winter vacation will start soon."

If the final exam hadn't been mentioned, Zhou Weifang would have almost forgotten: "Alright, you need to start reviewing."

When it was time for Luo Yan to review her studies, she didn't pay much attention to the red rain falling from the sky, since she was counting on good grades to get a job in the future. She said, "It's okay, we can study together."

Her future is naturally a big deal. Zhou Weifang may not have much else to do, but he has plenty of things to do: "Okay, I'll be right next to you organizing the accounts while you review."

There's a saying, what's it again? "Men plow, women weave."

While not particularly suitable for describing the relationship between two people, the general meaning is the same.

Luo Yan clenched her fist: "Very good, we are all working hard for the future."

Zhou Weifang is quite eloquent: "I'm different. I'm with my future."

With such a sweet tongue, Luo Yan sometimes really wondered, "Did you really not have a boyfriend when you were cutting in line?"

Zhou Weifang swore to God: "At that time, all I wanted was to get back to the city."

Luo Yan said inexplicably, "That's true. My brother still doesn't seem interested in dating. You two seem to be on the same wavelength."

"That's different," Zhou Weifang quickly clarified, "We parted ways a long time ago."

Luo Yan looked at him with a half-smile, and then heard the number being called: "It's our turn."

The two of them stepped out of the shop with their left feet at the same time and ate lunch in the steamy heat.

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Author's note: Good night!