Jiang Ze was secretly delighted when he heard Song Wanyue defending him.
Jiang Ze said aggrievedly, "It doesn't matter, Wanyue. Li Mingyang said I was a peasant, and I am one. I just happened to have read a little bit of books, but I can't compare to him in terms of knowledge."
If anyone dares to harass his girlfriend, I really want to beat him up with one punch.
But this is in the city, at the university, and he has to give Wanyue some face.
We can’t let outsiders think that Wanyue’s partner is a rude country bumpkin who doesn’t know the rules and only knows how to use his fists.
Song Wanyue frowned and said, "Li Mingyang, you are so rude. What's wrong with being a peasant? You are also eating the food grown by the farmers. If you have the guts, why don't you just stop eating it? Jiang Ze, let's go. From now on, I will never talk to Li Mingyang again. He has a problem with his brain."
"He still said such things about the class antagonism between workers and peasants. He dared to look down on country people. I will ignore him from now on."
Li Mingyang was left standing there alone.
Did he say something wrong?
Li Mingyang shouted at the two men's backs, "Song Wanyue, Jiang Ze is a toad who wants to eat swan meat. Are you going to indulge him like this? Hey..."
Country people just don't have as much prospects as city people.
Song Wanyue took Jiang Ze away before saying, "Jiang Ze, are you okay? I didn't know Li Mingyang spoke so harshly."
It's annoying to hear people calling you a "peasant".
Jiang Ze said schemingly: "It's okay, Wanyue, let's go back to class."
"It's just that this guy is too ignorant. Wanyue and I are already dating, but this guy is still shameless and clings to me. It must be that his family didn't teach him well. This guy has no shame."
Song Wanyue nodded: "Well, Jiang Ze is so nice, it must be Li Mingyang's fault. He is too much. I won't give him the opportunity to get close to me."
Jiang Ze smiled: "Yeah, I am so good to you in Wanyue's heart, I will spend all my money on you in the future."
I think Wanyue likes him and his money, which means she only likes him. Otherwise, why doesn't she spend other people's money but her own? She must like him.
Song Wanyue smiled sweetly: "Okay, I'll remember what you said."
Seeing that the man was coaxed, Song Wanyue was no longer anxious and felt relieved.
There can be no misunderstandings in love, and everything must be explained clearly.
Seeing that there was no one around, Song Wanyue stood on tiptoe and kissed Jiang Ze on the face.
"Let's go back to class."
The little girl was walking in front.
Song Wanyue didn't know that when Li Mingyang said that his hands were rough, Jiang Ze felt angry.
If he had not spent those years in the countryside, he might have been with Wanyue a long time ago.
If his biological parents were not from the capital, he and Wanyue would definitely have a long way to go.
If he is really the son of Wang Zhaodi and Jiang Wenqiang, then he and Wanyue are really from two different worlds.
He was afraid he wasn't worthy enough...
It is not an easy journey for a rural person from another province to a city dweller in the capital.
Others may have spent their entire lives on it, but he was just lucky and only spent a few months.
If it weren't for Wanyue, he didn't know how long it would take to find his family.
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Song Wanyue returned home in high spirits. A new idea suddenly occurred to her mind and she wanted to write it down immediately.
Not long after they sat down, Song Chengye's daughters Song Man and Song Xuemei came.
Song Man said in a baby voice: "Auntie, Auntie, eat."
The little girl held a wild strawberry in her tender hands.
Cute and well-behaved.
Song Wanyue's heart melted when she saw this.
Song Xuemei: "Sister, I'll give you some wild strawberries and mulberries. My second sister-in-law found them in the mountains. Don't be polite."
At this time of year every year, some unemployed members of the Song family would run to the mountains.
At this time, there are many wild fruits in the mountains.
Song Wanyue picked up the two-year-old Song Man and sat him on her lap, teasing him: "Okay, thank you. I won't be polite to you. Xiaoman is not going to the mountains to play as well, is he? Look how nice the weather is today. Did you go out to play, Xiaoman?"
The little girl nodded obediently.
Other people’s children are still more fun. If you want to tease them, just give them snacks to coax them.
Speaking of snacks, Song Wanyue put the little man down, went into the house to get a plate, and put some pastries on it.
Song Wanyue picked her up again and said, "Xuemei, you can eat too. You're welcome. Xiaoman, you are so pretty. You are a beauty."
I see Song Man is getting more and more handsome.
Song Wanyue picked up a piece of mung bean cake and fed it to Song Man, coaxing him, "Eat slowly."
Song Xuemei picked up a piece of cake and started eating. After the aunt and niece finished their piece of cake, she prepared to leave.
"Let's go, Xiaoman, say goodbye to your aunt, and thank you for the cakes."
Song Man blinked in confusion: "Thank you, auntie, Gao Gao."
Song Wanyue tried to persuade him to stay: "Why are you leaving? Sit for a while."
"No, I have to go back to cook. Today we're having cold cucumber salad and scrambled eggs with tiger skin peppers. Remember to come over and serve the dishes later. I'll cook." Song Xuemei became anxious when she thought about the things she hadn't done at home.
"good."
The old house of the Song family.
Grandma Song had a gloomy face. Seeing that her eldest son and daughter-in-law got such a simple question wrong, her expression was so scary that she looked like she wanted to eat someone.
Seeing this, Song Wenxue went to the kitchen to cook.
Uncle Song was leaning over the table with his old back bent. The last test paper had already emptied his mind.
Now his mind was groggy, as if he had been on a trip to the sea and was seasick.
Zhang Ling was no less than the other, she was dazed and had a stupid look on her face.
My mind is a mess.
After grading the papers of the two, Grandma Song put her hands on her hips and scolded, "Song Jianhua, 32 points, Zhang Ling 30 points, is there bean dregs in your brains?"
"Tell me, you can't even pass such a simple test. Did your brain get damaged by the amniotic fluid in your mother's womb?"
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