Chapter 21 I also learned to argue
"..." Director Li paused, stood up and said with a smile:
"Xiao Ma, this is a misunderstanding, but luckily your wife came to me and I have taught that kid a lesson."
Why did Ma Qijun not only blush when he saw his wife, but also have a forbearing look in his eyes? She must be uncomfortable but too embarrassed to say it.
"Thank you, Director Li. Xiaomei, let's go." Ma Qijun didn't say anything, and Heizi pushed him out.
Ye Xiaomei raised her hand to comfort her chest at this moment. Fortunately, they were not that close. She just smelled the smell. Fortunately, it was okay...
Ye Xiaomei came to her senses and decided that she must not forget to bring her treasure. Although she was not sure what Ma Qijun wanted to do with these books, she could always use their relationship as an engaged couple to borrow them.
He quickly packed up, took the few books that Director Li had picked up, held them tightly in his arms, and led the little girl out the door.
"Walk slowly." Director Li walked away with two steps. A trace of worry flashed across his eyes. He cursed in anger, "Changjiang, you bastard, you're causing me trouble." Fortunately, he was quick-witted and spoke quickly, so Xiao Ma didn't say much.
"Sister." Ye Xiaoya looked at the small car parked outside the yard mysteriously: "Can we take the small car?"
Ye Xiaomei nodded and shook her head.
Ye Xiaoya didn't care about that. She walked around the car with a happy look on her face. She had never ridden in a sedan in her life.
Seeing that she was so happy today that she dared to speak in front of strangers, Ye Xiaomei was mostly relieved:
"Then we'll take a car."
Ma Qijun sat in the passenger seat, while Ye Xiaomei and Ye Xiaoya sat in the back seat.
Ye Xiaomei was relieved to see this. She was really worried that he would squeeze into the back seat. As soon as Ye Xiaomei got in the car, she couldn't wait to open the book.
Ma Qijun looked at Ye Xiaomei in the rearview mirror. Her sister had said that she had met a little hooligan, but she still had the mind to read so attentively.
"There's no rush to read now." Ma Qijun couldn't help but say:
"Tell me what happened?"
Ye Xiaomei was brought back to her senses by Xiaoya, and quickly closed the book: "Nothing much, I just met a young man who kept asking me where I lived. I ignored him because he looked unfamiliar. He should not be a resident of Hongmeizhuang Village West."
That's it? Ma Qijun lowered his head and thought for a moment, but an idea came to his mind - my future woman will have a charming look if she cuts her hair short, and it is inevitable that she will encounter little hooligans in the future, so I have to be prepared.
I looked up at the mirror and saw that the girl had started reading again with an obsessive mind.
Alas... now Ma Qijun seems to be possessed by a demon, and he can't wait to see her in real time, but she is fine.
"Xiao Mei."
"Hmm?" Ye Xiaomei still didn't raise her head.
"I asked Heizi to find these books for you. You can take them home and read them slowly. There's no rush."
Ma Qijun did not hide it any more. He was certain that the girl had a difficult and complicated disease, and he was trying to figure out how to treat it. Since she didn't say anything, the only way he could help her was to use his connections to find her more books to read.
"Ah? Really?" Ye Xiaomei raised her eyes in surprise.
In the mirror, Ye Xiaomei's big grape-like eyes were shining brightly under her neat short hair.
Ma Qijun nodded appreciatively: "Yes."
"Great, thank you, Brother Ma. I was looking for a book, but I don't have any connections. Xinhua Bookstore is too far away, and I have to go to the city. It takes a whole day to go there and back, even if there are no delays. The drive alone takes seven or eight hours, and even if I get there, I can only read for two or three hours."
Ye Xiaomei said a bunch of irrelevant things at once, and it was easy to see that this gift was more valuable to her than buying her a pair of shoes or giving her pork belly.
The car wobbled past a watermelon stall under a big willow tree and slowly headed into the village.
The car stopped, and Ma Qijun thought, let her go to his house for a simple meal? If he used the same trick twice in a row, would someone notice something?
Until Ye Xiaomei got out of the car and said goodbye, Ma Qijun didn't feel comfortable enough to make any requests.
In front of the windshield, Ye Xiaomei carried a basket on one arm and held Ye Xiaoya with the other hand. The two of them, one tall and one short, skipped away, like eyes dancing on two petals of a flower in the breeze.
Ma Qijun took a deep breath before pulling his gaze away from her twisting waist. He couldn't sleep after not seeing Ye Xiaomei for two days. What happened to him?
Ye Xiaomei just wanted to go home and soak the sweet potato seedlings in water before they wilt. Sweet potato planting is different from other farms. It must be planted in the evening, otherwise it will be dried up by the sun before it can stand up.
What's more, the most important thing is that she has to go home and study.
The afternoon passed quietly, and when I looked up and down, I saw the sunset rising in the sky.
Zhao Mei's happy voice came from the next room: "It's really beautiful. Your sister sold her hair to buy shoes for us. You must study hard in the future. When you become successful in the future, don't forget your sister. She herself was reluctant to go to school."
"Well, little girl will definitely remember my kindness." Ye Xiaoya pursed her lips and nodded firmly.
Ye Xiaomei was not worried at all that Xiaoya would not study well. She scored 100 points in several exams last semester. Although her eraser was a bottle cork picked up from the clinic and she sometimes used her finger dipped in saliva to erase, she always worked very hard.
This is what makes Ye Xiaomei very happy. She may not have the chance to leave the mountains in her lifetime, but Xiaoya must go out.
Two days later, Ye Xiaoya got up early, wearing her crystal shoes and a new skirt, and carrying the cross-body backpack that her mother had sewn for her, she sneaked into her sister's room with a sneaky look on her face.
I wanted to cheer my sister up, but when I opened the door, I found that she was sleeping on the table with a book in her arms:
"Sister?"
Ye Xiaomei was awakened at this point. She stretched and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth. She immediately discovered that the saliva had wet the pages of the book. She hurriedly and carefully wiped it with her sleeve, not daring to rub it hard.
"Sister, you didn't sleep?" Ye Xiaoya stared.
Ye Xiaomei smiled and said, "I also want to learn a few more words. It's okay. Aren't you going to school, little girl? Go quickly and study hard. In the future, I will learn the words I don't know from you."
"Little girl, hurry up." The mother outside urged.
Ye Xiaoya looked at her sister with complicated eyes. In fact, she knew that her sister wanted to go to school more than anyone else: "I'm here."
The tuition fee had to be brought when registering on the first day. Zhao Mei was worried that Xiao Ya had lost the money, so she insisted on taking a day off from farm work to settle the child first.
"Tsk, why would a little girl go to school? It's a waste of money."
Ye Xiaomei pinched her brows and heard the aunt's mumbling in the yard.
She stood up and walked to the well to wash her face to sober herself up: "I am also a girl, and I am also in junior high school."
Wang Minzhi was stunned. Hey, normally she was so useless and you couldn't tell when she would respond to you. But now, when you respond to her, she says something so offensive:
"How can you compare with your sister Xiaolin? She is going to be paired with the top scholar in junior high school. What's the point of your little sister going to that school?"
Ye Xiaoya grabbed a towel and wiped her face, and her sleepiness subsided a lot:
"Yes, it's useless. Auntie is right. If it was useful, Sister Xiaolin would have been able to work in a textile factory last year. She might even have been able to become a line leader."
It's because the factory requires letters of introduction from her alma mater and the village. The village chief's side is easy to solve, but her alma mater bluntly stated that Ye Xiaolin did not meet the standards in all the indicators of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor in school, and refused to write a letter of introduction for her.
What Ye Xiaomei said was true. Wasn't it really a waste of time to study here?
"Hey, you little girl have learned to argue?" Wang Minzhi was talking about something irrelevant. She pointed at Ye Xiaomei angrily, as if she wanted to tear her mouth apart.
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