Song Huaiwen set out later than Shen Nanqing, but because Qiongzhou Island is very close to Yangcheng, Song Huaiwen had already arrived on the island when Shen Nanqing was still on the train.
Li Yuquan had just returned from a meeting and happened to meet Song Huaiwen who was carrying his luggage. He subconsciously looked behind him and was a little disappointed. "Why are you alone?"
Song Huaiwen knew that Li Yuquan was talking about Shen Nanqing, and replied indifferently, “She went back.”
Li Yuquan glared at Song Huaiwen unhappily, as if he was a piece of rotten wood that could not be carved. People had already arrived in Guangzhou, but he hadn't even managed to coax them to the island. He was really useless.
Although he was angry, Li Yuquan still walked around Song Huaiwen. Seeing that he was intact, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "You are half a family man. Don't be like before, doing everything as if your life depends on it. Think more about the people who love you."
"You are right." Song Huaiwen stopped and corrected him, "What do you mean by half a family? Now I am a family man."
Li Yuquan was speechless. Is the point about half a family? He meant to cherish life.
"Wait a minute." Li Yuquan pulled Song Huaiwen's arm, thought for a few seconds and then said, "Is this what you meant? You... are getting married!!"
Hearing the word "marriage", Song Huaiwen's smile was suppressed, his eyes sparkling, "I'll submit the marriage report later, and you can help me keep an eye on the approval, it has to be quick, I'm still waiting to apply for the house."
A hint of surprise flashed across Li Yuquan's eyes when he heard that, and then it turned into a gratified smile. Although he was four years older than Song Huaiwen, the way he looked at Song Huaiwen was like a pig that had been raised and finally learned to dig up cabbages. He was gratified and felt a sense of accomplishment. He had worked so hard to coax him from Yandu to Yangcheng, and now he had a reward.
Li Yuquan asked: "Although the conditions on our island are a bit harsh, the benefits are the same. Does your family want to live in a building or a bungalow with a small courtyard?"
Song Huaiwen thought about it. He had never heard from Shen Nanqing about the requirements for living environment. Nowadays, many people like to live in buildings, but thinking of the small courtyard of the Shen family surrounded by flowers, she should like it!
"The one with the courtyard!" Song Huaiwen actually had some selfish motives. He felt that it would be very convenient to rent a house with so many people coming and going. He added, "It would be best if the environment was quieter."
"I think bungalows are better. There is more space than buildings, and there is a yard where I can grow vegetables." Li Yuquan likes small courtyards like this one with a separate entrance and exit. He had allocated one before, and then the buildings were built behind. Everyone thought it was new and moved into the buildings all at once. His family's house was one of them.
Suddenly, Li Yuquan had an idea and patted Song Huaiwen on the shoulder: "By the way, the courtyard next to where we lived before is still vacant! The house is a bit shabby and some of the land needs to be repaired, but the advantage is that there is a lot of space. There is land in front of and behind the house, which is very convenient for growing flowers and vegetables."
Song Huaiwen flipped through the memories in his mind and vaguely remembered that there was such a room. He had passed by it occasionally when he went to Li Yuquan's house before, but he had never looked at it carefully.
He thought for a moment and said, "I'll go take a look later. If you think it's okay, please keep an eye on it for me."
Li Yuquan agreed immediately.
Zhao Wenzhuo learned from Li Yuquan that Song Huaiwen had returned, and he went straight to the dormitory to find him, and happened to meet Song Huaiwen who was locking the door.
"Are you coming back? Where are you going?" Zhao Wenzhuo asked puzzledly.
"Let's go see the house." Song Huaiwen said as he took the key from the door lock and put it in his pocket, then walked out.
"Room!" Zhao Wenzhuo frowned. He turned his head and looked at the dormitory with the door closed. "This dormitory is good for living. Why do you want to change it?"
Song Huaiwen ignored his doubts and walked forward. There was only a month left before the art troupe competition. He was short on time and had a heavy task to accomplish. He had to prepare everything before Shen Nanqing arrived.
Zhao Wenzhuo was annoyed at being ignored, and looked around, but no one saw him, so he immediately started to chase after him.
Zhao Wenzhuo was the only one talking along the way. He recounted the recent events in the group and gave a brief account of the important things. Thinking of the rumors on the island, he was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to start the conversation.
Zhao Wenzhuo hesitated for a moment, then put a hand on Song Huaiwen's shoulder, with a concerned look and a hint of probing in his eyes, and asked, "By the way, you are so brotherly that you hid your relationship from me. If the political commissar said that I have been kept in the dark until now, tell me the truth. When did you start dating? Was it your aunt who introduced you to him?"
In fact, he wanted to ask, were you forced by Aunt Cao? The two families lived in the same staff compound, and his mother often complained to him, saying that she and Aunt Cao were very pitiful, and that her son had married a wife at an old age. The two of them were always pointed at by other people in the compound, and they were always held up in contempt.
Speaking of Shen Nanqing, Song Huaiwen's face always softened consciously, "Before, the timing was right, so I didn't say it. I met her in the Yandu Art Troupe."
The girls in the art troupe are carefully selected from hundreds, and each one is very pretty.
After hearing this, Zhao Wenzhuo let out a long sigh of relief. The worry on his face instantly disappeared, and was replaced by a bright smile: "Oh! I told you! How can your vision be so bad? Those people are just spreading rumors."
Song Huaiwen paused: "Is it just a rumor?"
"It was that big mouth Zhao Jianye who was talking nonsense, saying that your girlfriend was pretty and you were forced to be with her." Zhao Wenzhuo was filled with righteous indignation, "You said he was a man, but his mouth was worse than those aunts on the island."
Song Huaiwen's face was calm, and he calmly said a name, "Zhao Jianye."
But Zhao Wenzhuo, as a good friend, witnessed this scene and shuddered. He silently mourned for Zhao Jianye in his heart, knowing that this guy would probably pay a heavy price for his unrestrained behavior and get into big trouble.
The two of them walked to the front of the courtyard unconsciously. Song Huaiwen pushed open the gate and walked in. This place was very close to the sea. The sea breeze blew past, blowing up the strands of hair on his forehead. He began to look around.
The courtyard is spacious, with open space in front of and behind the house, but it has been unattended for a long time and is now overgrown with weeds.
The house is a typical bungalow with an unlocked door. You can smell the old smell as soon as you enter the house. The wall is a bit mottled, the furniture is shabby, and the tables and chairs are missing some parts. In short, there are many places that need to be repaired. No wonder this house has been empty all this time.
Vincent Zhao understood, "Why are you here? It looks like no one has lived in this house for a long time."
"Well, I know." Song Huaiwen stared at Zhao Wenzhuo with burning eyes, "So, can you lend me some money?"
"Yes, I am hallucinating." Zhao Wenzhuo scratched his ears, "What did you just say? Borrow money! Is this true or not? "
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