After He Fang finished her work and returned to the dormitory, her eyes fell on the newspaper in Sun Lingyu's hand.
Although there were many educated youth in the brigade, not many had the spare money to subscribe to newspapers. You could count them on one hand. It cost one dollar to subscribe to a newspaper every month, and the postage alone was another dollar. A member of the commune had to work for a week to earn two dollars.
He Fang only glanced at them and said to Sun Lingyu, "Dongmei may not know that Xie Zhiqing is injured yet. You can write a letter to her and urge Xie Zhiqing to come to your rescue."
Sun Lingyu curled her lips, "I don't know how she knew my address. She and I are just casual acquaintances."
Sun Lingyu's family is a working family. Both her parents are small leaders in the factory. Although they have no real power, they have a lot of face. However, compared with Xie Dongmei's, Sun Lingyu's family is still far inferior. That's why she is unwilling to make friends with the children of the compound.
After losing face this time, Sun Lingyu didn't even want to go to work, fearing that she would see other people's mocking eyes when she went out. She couldn't stand such cold treatment. What's more, going to Ye Qingshui's house? The person she least wanted to see was Ye Qingshui.
Sun Lingyu refused to go to Ye's house.
He Fang tried to persuade her but couldn't. She smiled and said, "Why don't I go there for you?"
Not only that, Sun Lingyu was unwilling to write back and threw the letter aside in despair.
He Fang picked up the letter and urged her to write. Sun Lingyu wrote a few words and sent it back, "He Fang, when you go to mail the letter, please help me mail it."
He Fang took her letter and smiled, "I saw you threw the letter away after reading it for a while that day. She even mentioned the new sister-in-law. Do you want to add a few more words?"
Sun Lingyu spread out the letter, lowered her eyes, and held the thick fountain pen in her hand, feeling very confused. She now had very complicated feelings towards Ye Qingshui, and had a lot of questions to ask her. Anyone who overturned their original stubborn understanding in just half an hour would have such complicated feelings.
She added slowly and reluctantly.
"I don't know what your new sister-in-law is like."
He Fang read it and her eyes flashed. She put the letter away and placed it next to her own letter.
"Please lend me the newspaper."
In the evening, when everyone had eaten and drunk enough, they were taking turns to pass around Sun Lingyu's newspaper. Someone muttered, "Hey, why is there a page missing?"
Another person laughed and scolded: "Didn't the male educated youth go to the toilet without bringing toilet paper, so it was used up again?"
The girl spat, "That's really bad. You don't care about personal hygiene. Is toilet paper so expensive?"
…
Ye family.
When the fresh weekly newspaper was delivered to Xie Tingyu, he read it carefully.
He asked Ye Qingshui: "When did this happen?"
Ye Qingshui's face suddenly flushed when she saw the newspaper in Xie Tingyu's hand. She recalled the interview she had a week ago. She didn't expect that a few simple sentences would be written in such an exaggerated way. If she had known this, she should not have accepted the interview.
Ye Qingshui's concept was not in line with the concept of this era, and he did not think that the last newspaper was a big deal. But this year, the first newspaper was so big that it was almost a big deal that the whole village wanted to beat the gong and drums to spread it.
The photo in the newspaper was also blurry, showing her silhouette bending over to work. She looked like a rustic country woman.
She glanced at the title and asked, "Why am I called an 'educated youth'?"
Educated youth, or zhiqing for short. That was a title given to those who went to the countryside to study in the city. Now Ye Qingshui was not used to it.
Xie Tingyu's dark eyes flashed with a hint of teasing, "Why not? Don't you always agree that 'the one who achieves first' should be the first? This title should only be used by city dwellers who go to the countryside to work?"
Ye Qingshui's cheeks flushed. She had proposed this word to get them to stop talking because she couldn't stand the educated youth who always picked on her. Now, hearing it from Xie Tingyu, she felt ashamed and embarrassed.
She took out the money in her pocket and counted it. It was the reward the reporter gave her after the interview. There were 500 yuan in total, which was considered as the patent fee for promotion. Ye Qingshui was so happy to receive this money that she almost felt dizzy.
No matter what the reporter asked, she answered honestly.
With this money, she could buy a bicycle, which was a pleasant surprise. A bicycle without a permit on the black market would cost at most 200 yuan, and Ye Qingshui planned to give the remaining 300 yuan to Zhou Cunren. If it weren't for Zhou Cunren's encouragement, Ye Qingshui would have racked her brains and couldn't figure out how to make the instrument, and... the Zhou family was so poor that they needed more money. She had hands and feet and was still young, so she could earn the money back quickly.
Xie Tingyu saw Ye Qingshui holding the money in a daze and completely ignored his words.
He couldn't help but darken his face. He looked at the black and white photo in the newspaper. The clothes Ye Qingshui was wearing were old and short. When he bent down, his trousers could be pulled up a lot, and his calves were blindingly white.
Xie Tingyu's mind once again recalled the glimpse of the woman's graceful figure that he had inadvertently caught that morning.
Does she dress like this when she goes to work?
Xie Tingyu couldn't think any further. After just a moment's thought, he felt his heart couldn't take it anymore.
"Ye Qingshui——"
Ye Qingshui pulled herself out of her deep thoughts and responded, "Hey, what did you say?"
Xie Tingyu said: "I want to go to the county, you take me there."
After hearing this, Ye Qingshui looked at Xie Tingyu with an incredible look.
"Can you leave like this?"
Xie Tingyu then slowly stood up from the stool, and as he stood up, he glanced down at Ye Qingshui condescendingly.
Ye Qingshui had gotten used to seeing Xie Tingyu lying weakly on the bed during this period of time, and was also used to him relying on others for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. But at this moment, he stood up so slowly. He was very tall, more than a head taller than her, and Ye Qingshui was completely shrouded in his shadow.
Ye Qingshui suddenly fell silent.
She was very surprised, she didn't expect Xie Tingyu to recover so quickly. But when she thought about his physique and extraordinary strength before he was injured, it didn't seem so strange.
"Can I go now?"
Xie Tingyu asked calmly.
Ye Qingshui nodded and put the money in her pocket into the cabinet.
"Go if you want to. How about tomorrow? I'll stop by Teacher Zhou's house." After Ye Qingshui said this, he quickly turned around and went to the yard to chop firewood.
The moment the door creaked closed, Xie Tingyu quickly sat down and rubbed his legs back and forth with his hands.
He sighed softly into his legs.
…
The next day, Ye Qingshui took Xie Tingyu to the county.
They got up very early. The morning air was slightly cool and comfortable to breathe. Ye Qingshui was riding a man and was able to pedal the bicycle effortlessly. However, her two braids swayed from time to time, almost brushing against the branches that grew wildly on the mountain road.
Xie Tingyu saw her embarrassment and reached out to grab the two shiny braids.
He actually liked her two braids, which were smooth, black, and shiny, as if they were soaked in ink. Other rural girls were starving and their hair was malnourished and dry like straw, but when he first met her, her two braids were the most beautiful part of her body, as if all the nutrients in her body were used to nourish her braids.
Xie Tingyu didn't have many opportunities to touch it. Usually he could only look at it. This time he finally held it in his palm. It was as soft as he imagined, soft and smooth, like silk. No wonder Ye Qingshui likes to wash her hair so much, combing it several times a day without getting tired. The soft hair is like a cat at home, comfortable to touch.
The thick braid rested in the man's palm, looking very slender.
Xie Tingyu occasionally raised his head to look at the scenery on the roadside, and also at Ye Qingshui, who had a very thin waist and a small stature. He didn't know how such a small body could have such great strength to carry him through the bumpy mountain road effortlessly.
There was no conversation along the way. Xie Tingyu took out the harmonica from his arms and started playing it quietly.
A beautiful melody sounded, with a clear and beautiful tone and a bright and smooth tune. When it was played, even the mountain road became gentle, and the air seemed to be filled with a romantic flavor. Such a deep and gentle little song, like a wet spring rain, melted people's hearts into a pool of spring water.
When an expert plays the music, the difference between the two can be determined. Xie Tingyu has an incredible gentleness and charm when she plays the music.
Ye Qingshui listened to it as background music and was very happy. After the song ended, she couldn't help asking:
"What's the name of this song?"
Xie Tingyu thought: Even if I tell you, you still won’t understand, but after a moment he still told the truth: "An Evening on the outskirts of Moscow"
Ye Qingshui said, "It sounds nice, I haven't heard it before."
Xie Tingyu pondered for a while and continued to play. His skills and abilities were much better than those of Ye Qingshui, who was a self-taught musician. He could make people fascinated by his performance.
Ye Qingshui was very happy to hear this, and felt that it was worth the hard work of driving Xie Tingyu all the way, and he also enjoyed the pleasure of listening all the way. He usually didn't get this kind of treatment at home.
There was no conversation along the way. The deep and gentle tune of the harmonica, accompanied by the singing of birds in the empty mountains, played quietly, over and over again, repeating the song "Evenings on the outskirts of Moscow".
"My sweetheart sat next to me, secretly watching me without making a sound."
"I want to speak but I don't know how. There are so many words in my heart."
After Xie Tingyu finished playing the harmonica, he put it in his arms. He silently rubbed the braid in his hand, sniffing the strong fragrance of flowers in the summer mountains, and felt small petals falling on his body and on Ye Qingshui's hair.
The scent of the flowers was like the warm emotions in her eyes before, so thick that it could not be dissolved or ignored.
…
When they were almost at the county town, Ye Qingshui asked Xie Tingyu, "Do you want me to drop you off at the supply and marketing cooperative?"
Xie Tingyu was somewhat puzzled, pursed his lips and asked her: "What should I do in the supply and marketing cooperative?"
Ye Qingshui said: "Go find Zhang Yuanchao."
Xie Tingyu's face was a little dark, and he said: "I won't look for him, you drive me to the department store and I'll buy something."
Ye Qingshui said "oh", stepped on the pedal, and rode towards the department store with all his might.
Arriving at the department store, Xie Tingyu slowly got off his bicycle. He led Ye Qingshui to the clothing counter. Xie Tingyu looked at it for a moment and said to the salesperson, "Take down that blue suit."
It was a light blue long-sleeved dress with a round neck and a slim waist. It was a bit playful yet dignified and conservative. The style was trendy, and the buttons were milky white plastic. They were shiny and smooth to the touch, and they kept her warm and looked beautiful.
But it’s...female.
Ye Qingshui was surprised when he saw it.
When she saw Xie Tingyu taking out his wallet, she hurried to stop him. Xie Tingyu looked at her in surprise. Ye Qingshui remembered that he had a younger sister and might be buying things for his sister. Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
Xie Tingyu saw her ears turn red and smiled. He asked the waiter to bring a piece of aqua blue cloth and tore off ten feet.
"Shui Ya, go over there and buy me some Snow Frost and Pechoin."
He took out his wallet and gave Ye Qingshui a big unity banknote.
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