When Song Ze left the Xia family, he was practically floating, and a silly grin unconsciously crept onto his handsome face.
Even now, he still feels a sense of unreality. He had originally prepared for a long battle, but who knew that Qingqing would suddenly give him such a big surprise. His heart is 100 times sweeter than if he had eaten candy.
"Little Song, what's making you so happy? I saw you walking around in circles from far away."
Xia Heping's voice startled Song Ze, who was completely absorbed in joy.
This behavior suggested a guilty conscience; after all, he had just stolen someone else's prized possession, and Song Ze was quite flustered.
Looking at Xia Heping and Zhang Hongyan standing in front of him, his heart pounded, and he nervously greeted them, "Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia, are you going home?"
"Yeah, after work you should go home for dinner, right? What are you doing?" Xia Heping smiled kindly. He didn't mean anything by it; he just wanted to exchange a few pleasantries with an acquaintance.
But Song Ze couldn't help feeling guilty; he always sensed a hint of danger in the other person's eyes.
"I was just strolling around and looking at the scenery, hahaha," Song Ze blurted out an excuse on a whim, but then realized it wasn't appropriate and it was too late to change his mind.
But he can't very well say he just came from your house, can he? If he dared to say that, he probably wouldn't see the sun rise again tomorrow.
“You city folks have quite the leisure and elegance, wandering around in this blazing sun, don’t you find it unbearably hot?” Zhang Hongyan couldn’t help but interject.
In her heart, she felt that Song Ze, a grown man, had nothing better to do than wander around the village like a hooligan.
Although Xia Heping didn't quite understand Song Ze's behavior, wasn't it normal for city people to think differently from country folk?
Song Ze was embarrassed by Zhang Hongyan's words. He kept scratching the ground with his thumb, wishing he could crawl into a hole right now.
He put on a nonchalant expression and said, "Well, I have to go back to the educated youth settlement for dinner. Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia, let's chat again later."
After Song Ze left, Zhang Hongyan couldn't help but secretly complain to Xia Heping: "Look at this educated youth Song, he doesn't work properly in the fields during the day, but wanders around the village. You still want to marry our daughter to someone like that? People who don't know better would think your head is full of straw."
Xia Heping was speechless after being told off by his wife. After thinking about his words, he retorted firmly, "Xiao Song's family is not short of money, so why does he work so hard? Besides, he is a good worker, strong and fast."
After Xia Heping learned that his daughter liked Song Ze, he secretly observed Song Ze.
In fact, Song Ze is no worse than the country boys when he works in the fields. It's just that his family is well-off and he doesn't care about work points. Unlike them, who would have no food to eat if they didn't work hard to earn work points.
“What you said makes sense. We work so hard in the fields every day, and we can only barely make ends meet. How can we compare to those city people?” A thoughtful look flashed across Zhang Hongyan’s face.
Her insistence on sending her daughter to school stemmed from the hope that her daughter could eventually move to the city and become a worker, thus securing a stable job.
Unfortunately, jobs in the city are limited and one person is assigned to each position, so getting a job in the city isn't easy.
When the two returned home, Xia Qingqing had already prepared the meal. Upon seeing them enter, she immediately greeted them, "Mom and Dad, wash your hands quickly, dinner is ready soon."
Zhang Hongyan and Xia Heping's faces immediately lit up with smiles: "As expected, our daughter is the most thoughtful. There's a hot meal waiting for us as soon as we get home."
Gou Dan, who was already sitting on the stool waiting for dinner, felt that his parents seemed to be implying something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
He scratched his short hair, and when he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it.
Zhang Hongyan washed her hands and then noticed a large bowl of egg pancakes and four large bowls of sweet potato porridge on the table. No wonder she said she smelled a delicious aroma as soon as she entered the room.
She immediately felt a pang of heartache and said, "Oh dear, how many eggs did we put in? This is such a waste."
Xia Qingqing knew that her mother was worried about the eggs. Usually, the eggs at home were reserved for her and Gou Dan, while Zhang Hongyan and Xia Heping would not eat them themselves, saying that it would be a waste if they ate them.
He smiled and said, "We didn't put out many. You and Dad work so hard, you need to make up for it properly."
"You're such a stingy woman, you can't even shut your mouth when there's food. Our daughter is showing us filial piety," Xia Heping said cheerfully, stuffing a fragrant, golden egg pancake into Zhang Hongyan's mouth, and then taking one for himself to eat.
"This pancake is really delicious. Qingqing, your cooking skills are even better than your mother's."
Zhang Hongyan glared at the man: "That's nonsense. There are several eggs in it, how could it not taste good?"
Xia Qingqing held the bowl and took a sip of the sweet potato porridge, watching her parents bicker with each other, though Xia Heping was usually the one being suppressed.
There were nearly 20 egg pancakes in a bowl, which the family of four ate clean. Xia Heping then had a bowl of porridge.
Dog Egg rubbed his round belly, bubbling with comfort: "I wish I could eat egg pancakes every day, and this porridge tastes better than usual too."
"You're dreaming! If you eat like this every day, our family will go bankrupt," Zhang Hongyan said to her son with a smile. She was in a very good mood at the time, as the meal was truly delicious.
She only discovered that her daughter had put brown sugar in the porridge when she was eating it. She wanted to say something about how this was not how to live, but since the whole family was enjoying the meal, she didn't want to spoil the atmosphere.
Gou Dan didn't care what his mother said. He had figured it out: whatever his sister wanted to do, his mother had no way to stop her.
Similarly, as long as he can appease his sister, won't the egg pancake be far behind?
After finishing her meal and returning to her room, Xia Qingqing curiously took out the money and banknotes that Song Ze had left with her and counted them.
She originally thought that Song Ze would give her at most a few hundred yuan, but she didn't expect Song Ze to give her 1,000 yuan.
Xia Qingqing was stunned when she saw the large roll of money. Was Song Ze the stupid son of a landlord? In this day and age, it wouldn't even cost 1,000 yuan to get a wife, yet he just gave it to her so casually.
There was also a bunch of miscellaneous tickets, including grain coupons, meat coupons, oil coupons, industrial coupons, and even a watch coupon.
"What an idiot," Xia Qingqing murmured. Didn't Song Ze ever think that if the two of them didn't end up together, all this money would be wasted?
She suddenly remembered a popular saying from her past life: a man who is willing to spend money on you may not necessarily love you, but a man who is unwilling to spend money on you definitely does not love you.
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