He Fang was just about to go to the male educated youth dormitory to borrow something. When she passed by Shen Weimin's dormitory, she heard a familiar male voice.
She hid behind the eaves in surprise.
There was a low and vague sound of two people whispering in the room. After listening for a long time, He Fang finally heard a few words in bits and pieces with great effort: "divorce", "Shui Ya", and "don't like".
She put them together, feeling a surge of joy in her heart.
Xie Tingyu finally couldn't stand Ye Qingshui anymore, is he getting a divorce?
Then, the two people who were talking came out of the room one after another. He Fang held her breath and squatted under the eaves. She watched Xie Tingyu's back as he left, and vaguely saw his profile... It seemed like there was a slap mark?
Was this Ye Qingshui's fault?
He Fang was both angry and distressed at the same time.
She was the man whom she held dearest to her heart, and she was unwilling to touch even a hair on his head. Why did Ye Qingshui dare to hit him?
A flash of anger flashed across He Fang's eyes.
…
Ye Qingshui went to the county town with a full jar of mango and banana dessert. It was suffocating to stay at home and face Xie Tingyu.
Ye Qingshui would rather go to the black market to sell desserts under the scorching sun than stay at home.
In a hurry, she slapped Xie Tingyu.
Now Ye Qingshui still feels a little surprised and confused when he thinks about it.
Xie Tingyu, a high-ranking official with a bad temper and a grudge-bearing son, probably had never been beaten by a woman in his life. In just three days, she slapped him twice...
I'm afraid he will remember this for a long time.
But now Xie Tingyu probably came to his senses.
There was still a slight itch on Ye Qingshui's neck, and a very uncomfortable smell lingering on it.
Serves you right! If it had been a little later, I would have been groped and kissed.
Thinking this way, Ye Qingshui felt a little relieved by the slap, and carried her dessert to the city without any burden in her heart.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming in a month. It is the most important festival for the people besides the Spring Festival. People who have some extra money, especially those in the city, will definitely have fruits and biscuits when they go home to reunite with their family and friends.
The candies and snacks in the supply and marketing cooperatives are very expensive, one yuan per pound, which is almost the same price as pork.
Ye Qingshui planned to make some quick money. Nowadays, factory-made candies reeked of saccharin, and biscuits were of the most crude kind, with heavy use of preservatives. They were not as delicious as fresh Western desserts.
Ye Qingshui also remembered one thing. It was autumn now, and her uncle Ye Zhongjian was about to return from the army.
Although he returned safely, he was covered in wounds.
In order to make a living, Ye Zhongjian lied about his age when he was 16 and joined the army at the age of 18. He served in the army for seven years, and every mission was the most difficult and tiring. He was the most dangerous demining engineer. If there was a slight error, he would have to bear the accidental injury of the explosion. Until this year, his old injury recurred and he could no longer stay in the army.
After my uncle came back, his walking posture was wrong. In the eyes of others, he was a "cripple" who couldn't walk smoothly.
After he came back, he had trouble getting married, but his uncle treated Ye Qingshui very well and often gave her pocket money. He sent his 20 yuan allowance back home unopened. He used his allowance to pay off the debts his grandfather owed him when he was sick. After seven years, he could no longer bear it and retired in tears.
If my uncle hadn't been in the family, I'm afraid the orphan and his widow would have starved to death or died of exhaustion long ago.
Ye Qingshui needs to earn more money and wait for his uncle to come back to treat his leg.
Ye Qingshui put on a hat and a mask, covering himself tightly, and walked into the black market cautiously.
She took out the mango cakes and banana cakes from the jars one by one.
The dessert just came out of the oven, with residual heat still dissipating and the aroma lingering around the mouth of the jar. As soon as the jar is opened, an enticing aroma fills the air.
The dessert puff is made of milk. The light milky flavor, warm and soft, and the sweet aroma, like claws, tickled the girls' hearts, making them unable to help but come forward and ask.
"My friend is getting married today, and I came to the black market to see if there is anything she might like as a gift." said a girl.
Ye Qingshui smiled and gave her one to try.
"It's right for the girl to come to me. Giving a friend a snack is both respectable and thoughtful. Sweet snacks can make her mouth sweet and her heart sweet, and her life sweet too."
The girl works in a factory, has a good salary and is relatively financially comfortable.
She was just passing by and asking casually, but she didn't expect that when she took a small banana crisp into her mouth, there was a crisp "crack" sound, and the crisp shell was bitten through. A rich and soft banana aroma entered her nose, sweet and rich, and the soft and smooth cream swirled on the tip of her tongue, slowly melting, mixed with a light milky fragrance.
Even the crispy crust is crispy!
This soft and wonderful sweetness touches people's hearts and makes people happy when eating it.
There was a look of surprise in her eyes.
It was a small piece, and she finished it quickly. The girl quickly took out her money and said, "Give me two dollars. Do you want a receipt or something?"
Ye Qingshui smiled and said, "Four for 10 cents, and 20 for a pound of food coupons."
Someone nearby exclaimed, "It's such a small thing, but it's sold at such a high price!"
Ye Qingshui said seriously, "This is a high-end snack that is not even sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives. It uses expensive milk, eggs, and freshly picked fruits. It is delicious and nutritious, but it costs much more than those hard fruit candies."
"Really? Let me try it and see?"
Ye Qingshui was not stingy and she gave one to all the curious potential customers around her.
Everyone picked up the fruit crisps at the same time and took a bite. Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise to varying degrees, and the expression on their face was almost the same as that of the girl.
The guests took out their money and said, "Give me twenty!"
"I want five!"
"Leave fifteen for me. I'm going to visit a friend!"
"Weigh it for me, no... I want everything in your jar."
…
Ye Qingshui braved the scorching sun and carefully got out of the black market alley from the other end. His wallet was deflated when he came, but now it was bulging with money.
She walked to a secluded mountain road before she had time to count the money. This time she earned a total of four dollars, fifty-eight cents, which was more than what she earned from making breakfast.
Ye Qingshui went back to the countryside happily, carrying the warm money in his pocket.
She rode her bicycle back to the team's route and turned into a secluded road.
When she was about to get home, she saw Xie Tingyu's tall figure from afar. Ye Qingshui was still a little scared when she saw him, so she stepped on the pedal a few more times without looking away.
When she got closer, she realized that Xie Tingyu was talking to He Zhiqing from the brigade.
The sun was scorching hot at noon, still with some warmth left, making people sweat slightly.
He Fang raised her head and looked at Xie Tingyu with admiring eyes. She said:
"Brother Yu, I know you don't like Ye Qingshui. You two are not suitable for each other and will get divorced sooner or later. Ye Qingshui is not worthy of such a good person like you. I -%*￥#@!&￥..."
"If you get divorced, I—"
Xie Tingyu glanced and spotted Ye Qingshui not far away. Looking at the expression on her face, Xie Tingyu knew that this girl was probably trying to pretend that she didn't see him and rode past him on her bike.
Xie Tingyu raised his head and smiled at her as if nothing had happened.
Then, he glanced at He Fang coldly, and his tone dropped to freezing point:
"Who told you this? Instead of wasting your time listening to rumors, you might as well read more."
He Fang's face turned pale and blue.
Xie Tingyu chased the bicycle, took a few steps, and caught up with Ye Qingshui.
Ye Qingshui was really scared of this guy Xie Tingyu. She was afraid that he would go crazy again like last time, so she grabbed the bicycle and wouldn't let him go.
She took a deep breath, pressed the brakes, and jumped out of the car.
Xie Tingyu smiled, a faint smile faintly in his eyes, and said: "Shui'er, don't you even ask what that He Zhiqing said to me just now?"
Ye Qingshui could figure it out with her toes that after she got divorced in her previous life, He Zhiqing couldn't hide his smile.
Ye Qingshui could see clearly what she was thinking about Xie Tingyu.
Ye Qingshui didn't want to ask at all. She just wanted to tie Xie Tingyu up with a colorful string, tie a bow, and send her away. Whoever wants it can have it!
Xie Tingyu smiled softly, his voice a little low: "I didn't hear it clearly either."
"I was just looking at you."
As Xie Tingyu spoke, he parked the bicycle next to the eaves. He coughed lightly, walked over and wanted to hold her hand.
Ye Qingshui glared at him unhappily and moved his hand away without leaving a trace.
"What are you doing?"
Xie Tingyu was full of regret. He walked forward, hesitated for a while, and hugged her gently.
Ye Qingshui was barely tall enough to reach his lips. He could easily hold her shoulders. Xie Tingyu smiled and coughed, then said slowly:
"I don't know why you suddenly changed your mind. I was thinking that I was indeed not good in the past, but Shui'er, we are husband and wife now, can you... not bring up divorce so easily?"
He sighed helplessly.
The little girl in his arms began to get agitated, kicking and punching him.
Xie Tingyu felt as if he was scratched by a cat.
He groaned.
Xie Tingyu bent down and rested his chin on her shoulder. "Did you see that He Zhiqing just now? Seeing her reminded me of your past. At that time, you often came to me and deliberately talked to me, asking me questions. Sometimes you were stupid and ignorant, and you couldn't even speak fluently. But at that time, I forgave you and allowed you to appear."
"So you can be lenient with me this time, okay?"
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The female supporting role fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
Pingshengjun wiped it with a napkin: Get up quickly, you can still fight for another 300 rounds
He Fang: died
He Fang wiped the blood and refused to accept it: Why are my lines &*%#￥%@
Pingshengjun: Because Brother Yu didn’t listen carefully at that time
so……
He Fang: “…”
Pingshengjun: Yuyu, you have learned how to play tricks on others and play the victim.
Deceiving Shui'er with all his tricks
Scheming Dog
Brother Yu: “…”
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