Song Ze took Xia Qingqing's hand and found it was a little cold. Feeling sorry for her, he breathed on it and said, "Qingqing, have you been waiting here for a long time? Why are your hands so cold?"
If he had known Qingqing was waiting here, he should have left earlier, Song Ze thought with some regret.
"It's alright, it only took less than ten minutes," Xia Qingqing said nonchalantly. The weather was indeed getting cold, and she was already wearing a light cotton-padded jacket. It was likely to snow soon.
When it gets colder, she says she doesn't want to take a bicycle to the county anymore; it's too much of a hardship.
Song Ze quickly took out a cotton coat he had prepared in advance from the bicycle basket and draped it over Xia Qingqing's shoulders. Xia Qingqing raised her eyebrows, not expecting Song Ze to be so considerate.
"So, don't you think your partner is very considerate?" Song Ze seemed to have seen through Xia Qingqing's thoughts and asked with a hint of pride.
Xia Qingqing glanced at the self-praising person with amusement: "Yes, yes, you're the most considerate."
"Let's hurry up and go. We can do some shopping after the movie," Xia Qingqing urged Song Ze to set off quickly.
After helping Xia Qingqing onto the car, Song Zexian strode onto his own bicycle.
Xia Qingqing sat on the back of the bicycle, slowly swinging her legs. With Song Ze blocking the wind in front of her and wearing one of Song Ze's cotton coats, she didn't feel cold.
Soon the two arrived in the county town. Song Ze parked his bicycle in the parking lot, paid 5 cents, and then led Xia Qingqing to the movie theater.
Movie tickets now cost 10 cents each, which isn't expensive for young people in the county, so there are actually quite a few people coming to the cinema on Sundays.
Fortunately, Song Ze had bought the movie tickets in advance; otherwise, they might not have been able to buy them at the last minute.
After entering the movie theater, Song Ze led Xia Qingqing to their seats.
As soon as he sat down, the two girls next to him excitedly greeted Song Ze: "Comrade Song, what a coincidence! Are you here to watch a movie too?"
Hearing the sound, Xia Qingqing glanced at the two girls and asked Song Ze with her eyes what was going on.
If nothing unexpected happens, that long-haired girl should be interested in Song Ze. Xia Qingqing's gaze lingered on Song Ze's face for a second, but then she immediately thought that it was perfectly normal for someone to be interested in Song Ze.
Humans are ultimately visual creatures; having a good-looking face makes it easier to be popular.
Song Ze looked at the girl who greeted him with some confusion: "Who are you?"
Upon hearing this, the long-haired girl's eyes dimmed slightly, and she explained, "I am a female worker in a textile factory. My name is Zhao Yuqin, and this is my friend Wang Xiangzhu."
"I don't know him," Song Ze said coldly, clearly indicating that he didn't want to continue communicating with the other party.
Zhao Yuqin smiled gently and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear: "It's alright, we've met now, haven't we?"
Song Ze hadn't been working at the factory for long, but because of his good looks and the rumors that he was related to the factory manager, he was quite famous in the textile factory.
Several female workers were interested in Song Ze, but Song Ze appeared cold and unapproachable, so no one dared to take action and they were all observing.
Zhao Yuqin also took a liking to Song Ze. Among the female workers in the textile factory, she was considered to be outstanding in appearance. Her family had introduced her to several potential partners before, but she either disliked their looks or their poor family background.
Now that Song Ze has come along, who comes from a wealthy family and is handsome, how could she possibly miss out?
I never expected that I would run into Song Ze by chance when I spontaneously decided to go to the movies with my friends today. I'm so lucky.
At this moment, Zhao Yuqin completely ignored Xia Qingqing sitting on the other side of Song Ze, preoccupied with her own little scheme, wanting to leave a good impression on Song Ze.
Song Ze ignored her and took out the jerky, melon seeds, peanuts and other snacks he had prepared in advance from his pocket, handing them to Xia Qingqing one by one.
Xia Qingqing happily enjoyed Song Ze's feeding, crunching on the beef jerky he brought.
This jerky was made by Song Ze himself. Ever since he discovered that Xia Qingqing loved this jerky, Song Ze went back to Beijing and learned how to make it from his aunt so that he could make it for Qingqing whenever she wanted to eat it.
Zhao Yuqin's smile froze when she saw this: "Comrade Song, is this your sister? Aren't you going to introduce her to us?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ze glanced at her with some displeasure: "What kind of look is that? This is my boyfriend."
Zhao Yuqin choked, looking at Song Ze in disbelief: "Your boyfriend? Comrade Song, you have a boyfriend?"
Zhao Yuqin looked Xia Qingqing up and down. In the dim light of the movie theater, the girl had fair skin, a straight nose, and small, rosy lips. She was definitely a pure and beautiful girl.
She felt a pang of jealousy and a sense of resentment.
With a forced smile, he asked, "Comrade Song, which factory does your partner work at?"
“I’m from the countryside, I don’t have a job,” Xia Qingqing replied first. She felt bored, thinking that competition between women was inevitable in every era. Why did women have to make things difficult for each other?
Sure enough, Zhao Yuqin was overjoyed when she heard this. He was just a country bumpkin. How could he be worthy of Song Ze?
She feigned an apologetic expression and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to ask that question. I hope you don't mind, comrade. But I was just saying that farming in the countryside is very hard work. Do you need to work every day?"
Before Xia Qingqing could answer, Song Ze glared at Zhao Yuqin unhappily: "What's it to you? Mind your own business."
He disliked this woman's condescending attitude. What gave her the right to look down on country folk? They were eating the same rice and vegetables grown by the country people.
If Xia Qingqing hadn't already told him she didn't want to work, he would have arranged a job for her long ago. How could this ugly woman have the right to look down on Qingqing?
Zhao Yuqin was taken aback by Song Ze's retort and looked at him incredulously. She never expected Song Ze to talk to her like that. Did he have no manners at all?
With tears welling up in her eyes, she grabbed her friend and left immediately, no longer wanting to watch the movie.
After being hurriedly pulled out of the movie theater by Zhao Yuqin, Wang Xiangzhu was still a little reluctant: "Yuqin, aren't we going to watch the movie? We've already bought the tickets, wouldn't it be a waste if we didn't?"
"I'm so angry I could die, and you're still in the mood to watch a movie?" Zhao Yuqin glared angrily at Wang Xiangzhu.
"Then let's not watch it," Wang Xiangzhu said somewhat aggrievedly. Both movie tickets for today were bought by Zhao Yuqin, and since she said she didn't want to watch it, there was nothing she could say.
Zhao Yuqin's face was full of indignation: "Damn Song Ze, how could he treat me like this?"
Wang Xiangzhu pursed her lips. She had already said that she had a boyfriend, and her boyfriend was right next to her. Who could she blame for making a fool of herself?
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