How did he determine that I was his senior sister?
But the person is gone. If you want to know the answer, you can only find a way later.
Lin Yizhen opened the gate and carried the bamboo basket into the house.
After opening it, I saw two cans of malted milk, two cans of oranges, two pounds of pork belly, two boxes of snacks and some fruit candies inside.
Looking at the bamboo basket piled high with food, Lin Yizhen was a little surprised.
Where did Zhuang Weixing get so many good things?
Given his family's financial situation, it must be difficult for him to get these things! I'll return them to him later!
However, I have to do it behind people's backs to avoid being seen and gossiped about.
Lin Yizhen covered these things with cloth and put them aside, then took out food from the space and started eating.
In the evening, when it was just getting dark, Lin Yizhen went to Widow Li's house with the bamboo basket sent by Zhuang Weixing.
He returned the things Zhuang Weixing had sent him, but he didn't want them. But Lin Yizhen put them down and left, saying to him, "I told you I forgave you before, so you don't have to send them again."
After saying that, Lin Yizhen left.
Zhuang Weixing wanted to chase after her, but his sister Zhuang Weimin grabbed him and said, "Why are you giving her something? Are you attracted to this educated young man Lin?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Hearing his sister's words, Zhuang Weixing was afraid that Lin Yizhen would hear his sister's words, so he was scared and quickly covered her mouth.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Weixing covered his sister's mouth.
Unexpectedly, Widow Li on the other side also spoke up, "Son, are you really interested in that educated young woman Lin? Although she has good conditions, she is a city girl after all.
Maybe one day he will return to the city, what will you do then?"
"Mom, it's not true. Don't listen to Xiaomin's nonsense." Zhuang Weixing quickly explained.
Now Zhuang Weimin was unwilling again. She was not talking nonsense.
If Zhuang Weixing didn't have a crush on Lin Zhiqing, would he give away so many good things?
Unfortunately, people looked down on him and returned all his things.
However, Zhuang Weimin thought so in her heart, but she did not say it out loud.
But that expression told Zhuang Weixing that was exactly what she meant and she was not afraid at all.
After hearing Zhuang Weixing's explanation, Widow Li felt relieved but also a little disappointed. Although she didn't want her son to find a woman from the city, she still wanted him to be able to marry someone from the countryside!
Thinking about this problem, Widow Li felt uncomfortable.
His son is handsome and capable, so why is there no girl in the village who likes him?
My son is already 20 years old this year. Many of the children in the village who are the same age as him have already left home, but he still doesn't even have a partner.
If she keeps delaying like this, her son will be single. If that happens, she will never close her eyes in death.
Thinking of this, Widow Li hesitated for a moment and said to Zhuang Weixing, "Son, why don't you just bear with it and marry Lin Zhiqing! No matter whether she returns to the city in the future, as long as she gives us a grandson..."
"Mom, what did you say? You can't say this outside, otherwise your son might be beaten to death." Zhuang Weixing stopped Widow Li before she could finish.
His mother is so bold that she even despises the boy because he is an educated youth and is afraid that he will return to the city.
Hasn't she ever thought about whether her son is worthy of her?
Although Zhuang Weixing also thought that he was good, compared with his senior sister, he was not good enough.
In terms of literature, he is an educated youth from the city, so I cannot compare with him; in terms of martial arts, he is the formal disciple of the master, so his martial arts skills are not as good as his.
Even so, his mother still felt that her son was wronged.
Zhuang Weixing covered his face, he didn't dare to think about it. If his senior sister knew what he was thinking, would she strangle him to death?
Forget it, let’s not talk about this topic anymore.
Afraid that his mother would continue talking, Zhuang Weixing quickly changed the subject.
Then, he stuffed the bamboo basket on the table into Zhuang Weimin's arms and said, "Xiao Min, put the things away. Hang the meat higher to prevent it from being eaten by wild cats."
Seeing that her brother didn't want to say anything more, Zhuang Weimin took the bamboo basket and walked out.
Then, she went to the kitchen to boil some hot water, opened a can of malted milk, made a bowl of milk, and brought it in for her mother.
Widow Li saw the malted milk her daughter had brought her, then looked at Zhuang Weixing who was standing nearby. She said to Zhuang Weimin, "Make another bowl for your brother. He works so hard every day."
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Zhuang Weimin really wanted to ask her mother: Doesn’t that mean my work won’t be hard?
Zhuang Weixing, who was standing by, heard this and quickly came over and said, "Mom, drink it quickly! I'll make it myself."
Having said that, he pulled Zhuang Weimin out of the main room.
Then, she took Zhuang Weimin to the kitchen and said, "Don't take anything Mom says to heart. If you want to drink malted milk, you can make it anytime. Just be careful not to let Mom see.
She is old, don't bother with her."
After hearing what Zhuang Weixing said, Zhuang Weimin's expression looked better.
She said to Zhuang Weixing, "I don't really want to drink malted milk. I'm just angry that she doesn't take me seriously, as if I'm not her biological child."
"Okay, I know you've been wronged. I was ignorant before, but I will definitely make it up to you in the future."
Zhuang Weixing took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhuang Weimin, saying, "Take this five yuan and buy whatever you want."
When Zhuang Weimin saw the five dollars in his hand, he felt a little touched.
Her brother had changed a lot since he came back from town last year. He not only helped her with work, but also protected her, bought her snacks and candies, and even gave her money.
Including the money she received during the Chinese New Year, she now had nearly twenty yuan left.
This was something she had never dared to imagine before.
Her brother used to bring money back, but he never gave it to her, he only gave it to her mother.
Her mother never treated her as a human being and only assigned her tasks. She never paid her money and even the toilet paper she used was counted out by her mother.
Sometimes when she has a little trouble and uses a little more toilet paper, her mother will scold her.
Thinking of the past, Zhuang Weimin's tears fell.
Seeing the tears in his sister's eyes, Zhuang Weixing knew that his sister had suffered too much injustice. Now he was trying his best to make amends, but he could do nothing about what had already happened.
I just hope my sister can think about it sooner and forget the unhappy things in the past.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Weixing went to get a bowl and poured out some malted milk.
Then, he poured boiling water on it, stirred it with chopsticks, and placed it in front of Zhuang Weimin, saying, "Drink it! Your mood will improve after drinking the sweet malted milk."
Zhuang Weimin took it and smiled at Zhuang Weixing and said, "I understand. Thank you, brother."
When Zhuang Weixing saw his sister smile, he also felt relieved.
His sister had cried before, and he had only felt annoyed. But for some reason, seeing his sister cry again today, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.
He didn't want to see his sister cry, so he made her a bowl of malted milk.
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