Su Xiaoqi was carrying two large bags and a schoolbag.
I stuffed as much clothes and shoes as possible into my bag, and carried food in my hands.
Despite this, when we arrived at the bus stop, there was still a group of people asking curious questions.
In the past, she would have kept a straight face and kept silent, thinking it was her privacy.
But that's how life is in the village. There's actually no privacy at all. Every household usually keeps their doors open. When you cook, others will come over when they smell the food.
She frowned before coming today.
There's no harm in smiling.
"My aunt asked me to take them. Some of them are for my third grandmother." She explained with a smile, then sat in the corner of the car.
Then I heard a group of people outside having a heated discussion, some of them were already discussing the topic with the popular science people who came later.
"Su Laifeng's daughter is amazing. She works in a hospital and should make a lot of money."
"What's so good about the hospital? It's full of shit and piss. I wouldn't even bother with it."
"I heard they're divorced, and I heard her husband has a lover outside."
"No, I heard that his husband likes to drink and beat people."
“…”
Xiao Qi heard that the topic had gone off on a tangent and didn't interrupt. He just leaned in the corner and took out the third volume of New Concept English, which he was not very familiar with.
I have finished reading the first two volumes and am just starting to read this one.
A group of people chatting outside saw the girl in the car reading a book. They started talking and laughing loudly, but then their voices gradually became quieter.
"Su Quezi's woman is really good at kung fu. I saw the book she was holding. It was so thick, and I couldn't recognize a single word on it."
"She's pretty too, and she just called me aunt."
"How dare you be such an aunt? How can you be so shameless?"
"Why should I be embarrassed? My aunt is the niece of Xiaoqi's grandmother's cousin. We are family."
“…”
Xiaoqi listened to a few sentences and then automatically blocked it.
By twelve o'clock, almost everyone had arrived and got in the car. However, the driver received a phone call halfway through the journey.
Someone missed the bus and asked the driver to wait at Huanghe Town. She took the bus to Huanghe Town to meet up.
This situation happens frequently. Sometimes when you can't catch the bus, you have to ask the driver to wait in the town, because it's too far to take a taxi directly to Gumula Village, and it would probably cost more than a hundred yuan each time.
Xiaoqi is a student, and the bus fare is only 4 yuan, which is a subsidy from the village to students. For adults, it is 8 yuan.
The car arrived at Huanghe Town at around one o'clock.
It stopped, and a group of people came out of the small pickup truck.
Xiaoqi also got out of the car to get some fresh air. The car was small, crowded with people and things, and her legs were numb from the crowd.
Huanghe Town only has one street with a few shabby little shops dotted on both sides.
It is said that there was a match factory here a long time ago, and this town was built based on the match factory.
Even the name comes from the matchbox with a yellow cover, Huanghe Town.
Later, the factory closed down and the town fell into depression.
Occasionally there were the barking of dogs and the chirping of cicadas in the trees, but no one was around.
After getting off the car, Xiaoqi walked back and forth around it, looking at the interface in front of her. She had spent more than 2,800 yuan in one go today, and it was really scary to think about it.
But the money on the interface didn’t decrease much.
I had more than 7,000 yesterday. I walked nearly 10,000 steps to buy things in the morning, which added more than 2,000. Now I see that I still have more than 7,000 left.
And as she walked, the amount of money continued to increase by 0.2, 0.2.
Everyone was quite happy when they got off the bus, but they became impatient after waiting for about ten minutes.
After all, most of the people in the village come to the city for something, and some people just want to go home and eat, and when it is time for dinner, they just fill their stomachs casually. At this time, the waiting seems endless, and they are hungry and tired.
"Dayong, who asked you to wait? Call and ask where they are?" someone couldn't help but ask the driver.
The driver didn't make a phone call. Instead, he took out a cigarette, sat on a big rock by the roadside, lit it, and took a deep drag before saying, "It's the girl from Old Zhang's family. She calls me uncle. I have to wait a while. She'll be there soon. You guys are going home to have fun, so why rush?"
He was smoking, and Xiaoqi didn't like the smell of smoke, so he walked up to him and then backed away.
As a result, he was stopped.
"College student, I remember Juanzi was your junior high school classmate, right? Do you know where she went to work? I heard that she even started driving."
"I'm not sure." Xiao Qi shook his head.
She didn't expect that the person she was waiting for was Zhang Juan. She and Zhang Juan had been classmates since elementary school, in the same junior high school but in different classes, and in different high schools.
There were only seven students from their junior high school who were admitted to No. 1 Middle School.
It seems that Zhang Juan took the exam for No. 12 Middle School, but her mother did not allow her to go, and she herself did not want to go. Later I heard that she went to work.
Then it's like two parallel lines.
Xiaoqi no longer had much contact with his classmates, but he would occasionally hear a word or two from them.
Gumula Village is very small, and all the villagers are related to each other. Zhang Juan's mother is her father's cousin.
Zhang Juan is tall, fair-skinned, and has big eyes. She is considered a beautiful girl in Gumula Village, which is full of beautiful girls. She is beautiful in a bold way, has a sweet mouth, smiles at everyone she sees, and is very good at dealing with people.
As soon as the driver Dayong said this, everyone became excited again and the topic began to revolve around Zhang Juan.
"The girl from the Zhang family is pretty, just like Zhang. Zhang was pretty when he was young."
"I heard he made a lot of money out there, but I don't know what he did there."
"If you ask me, studying is useless. I have to support a college graduate with a bent back. He still has to work..." He said this in a low voice, and then he couldn't help but look at Su Xiaoqi, the only college student who was about to appear in the village.
I saw her sitting in the shade under the tree and took out a book to read.
His sitting posture is different from theirs, he sits upright and seriously.
After everyone chatted for a while, they saw a black car driving over.
In Huanghe Town, cars are considered conspicuous and rare.
The car actually stopped in front of them, then the door opened and a woman with long hair got out.
Like the actress in the Rejoice commercial, her hair is long, straight and black.
White dress, high heels.
She got out of the car by herself and picked up a small bag.
The car driver also got out and came over to help carry two bags.
Instead of chatting as lively as before, everyone was looking at the car driver.
"Thank you, Brother Wang, for giving me a ride. I'll treat you to dinner some other day." Zhang Juan smiled and gestured to everyone, then turned to the middle-aged man who was helping her carry her things.
The other party also smiled and said something that no one else could hear clearly.
In short, after Zhang Juan put the things in the car, everyone got in again, and a man sat in the back bucket reluctantly.
Zhang Juan thanked him generously, "Thank you, uncle."
The man waved his hands repeatedly, his face flushed a little: "No problem."
The car was on the road again at 1:40, and everyone had been waiting here for nearly 40 minutes.
The car started, the windows were open, the wind was blowing, and it wasn't stuffy even though there were so many people in the car.
Just now a group of people surrounded Zhang Juan, and now it seemed as if they saw Su Xiaoqi.
"Xiaoqi, congratulations on getting into university. I work in Quanhai City, which is quite close to Meng City. Come and visit me when you have time." Zhang Juan said generously.
Xiao Qi nodded a little awkwardly. To be honest, she had never left Lushan City and had no idea where Quanhai and Meng City were.
Fortunately, Zhang Juan stopped chatting with her and started talking to the aunt next to her.
She could call almost everyone by name, uncle, aunt, auntie, auntie... Xiaoqi felt a little confused after hearing it. Almost everyone in the village was related, and she really couldn't remember how to call them.
"Juanzi, you bought a lot of things to take home. Are they for your parents?"
"Yeah, it's not a rare occasion for me to come back, so I bought two sets of clothes for my parents and a pair of shoes for my dad. Quanhai City is more developed, there are more things and they are cheaper."
"How much is that?"
"It's not expensive. The clothes and shoes together cost only over two thousand, less than three thousand." Zhang Juan said lightly.
But at this moment, the car suddenly became quiet.
Then someone else asked: "Clothes are so expensive and you can't eat them, it's a bit of a waste."
"I also bought food. My mother is not in good health. My friend happened to have a shop at home, so I bought her some tonic medicine."
"Wow, Juanzi, your bag is beautiful. It's small, but the fabric is sturdy and looks very fashionable. It looks like it cost several hundred yuan."
"Pfft, auntie, this is a brand, it's inflated, have you heard of it? It's over 5,000."
There was silence in the car again, and then it became even noisier.
He almost grabbed Juanzi and asked her about everything from head to toe.
Listening to the price Juanzi mentioned, I was amazed.
Time flew by as we got home. When we arrived at the entrance of Gumula Village, everyone still felt a little reluctant to leave.
Everyone got off the bus and enthusiastically called Juanzi to their home for a visit.
Xiaoqi didn't join in the fun. He just greeted Juanzi from a distance, picked up his big schoolbag and two big bags, got off the bus and walked home.
There were a few people walking with Xiao Qi. They hadn't gone far when he heard the woman behind him say, "How can you make so much money at such a young age? You're definitely not doing a serious job."
"Yeah, I think so too. Who knows what it is? The man who drove her here looks to be over 40, older than her father."
Xiaoqi picked up the two bags, tightened them, and ran home at full speed.
The aunties and grandmas who were chatting behind me looked confused.
"Can you chew it or not? The girl from Su Quezi's family is a bit too strong?"
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