After the performance in the countryside, all participants had three days off and did not need to go to the workplace. After Guan Jibai finished his infusion, the doctor prescribed some medicine for him and he was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon.
Niu Shanshan went home to wait for news. Guan Wenbai and Lan Qingyuan were both busy and left at noon.
In the end, only Song Jingliang sent Guan Jibai home.
Arriving at the courtyard gate, Song Jingliang raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You live here?"
"Yes! Come in and sit down." After all, he was rescued by someone, and Guan Jibai's perception of Song Jingliang was greatly enhanced, and he was grateful from the bottom of his heart.
"Isn't this... inappropriate?"
"We're already at the door, so don't be polite."
"Then wait a minute."
Song Jingliang left a word and rode away quickly on his motorcycle. After waiting for about ten minutes, he saw him speeding back.
It turned out he was buying fruit. A plastic string net bag held apples, oranges, and large, red pomegranates—all in season. In the 1980s, fruit cultivation was still small, and fruit in the north was expensive, so these things cost a fortune.
"Did you go buy some fruit? You bought so much that I felt embarrassed." Guan Jibai took it with a smile.
Song Jingliang's mouth twitched, "I don't see why you're embarrassed."
"In my heart, I didn't show it."
Song Jingliang was still a little embarrassed, and hesitant at the door, wondering whether to go in. Before he could think it over, Guan Jibai pushed him in. In the yard, Guan Wanwan was washing clothes, and when she saw her daughter coming back, she happily went to greet her.
He scolded her, "Where have you been? I was so worried when I woke up this morning and didn't see you."
"Mom, I'm an adult now, you don't have to worry about me."
Guan Jibai feels the pressure of being controlled by his parents and having no freedom. This is probably a problem that many young people have, especially when their mother doesn't like Yan Xin.
Guan Wanwan also noticed it and secretly regretted it in her heart. It was so hard for Xiaobai to be willing to talk to her, but now she had ruined everything.
"Okay! I was young once too, and I know young people don't want to be controlled too strictly by their parents." Guan Wanwan smiled understandingly, and then she noticed Song Jingliang who followed in, and her eyes lit up.
What a handsome and energetic young man! They look so good together with Xiaobai.
"Hello, Auntie." Song Jingliang was nervous outside the door, but once he came in, he relaxed and greeted politely, "My name is Song Jingliang, and I'm Xiaobai's friend."
"Just friends?" Guan Wanwan asked unwillingly.
"Just a friend." Guan Jibai rolled her eyes helplessly, "Mom, I have a boyfriend." In short, she would not compromise with her biological mother.
"Let's not talk about this. Come in and sit down."
Guan Wanwan invited the two of them in, poured tea enthusiastically, washed the fruit that Xiaobai handed to her, cut it into beautiful small pieces, put toothpicks on it, put it on a clean plate, and brought it over, inviting Song Jingliang to eat the fruit.
"Jingliang, how old are you? What do you do? Where do you live?" Guan Wanwan pretended not to see her daughter and kept asking Song Jingliang questions.
"I'm twenty-one years old, haven't graduated from college yet, and am currently interning at a relative's house." Song Jingliang is usually more arrogant than anyone else and has no patience to talk to anyone, but this time he was actually interacting with Guan Wanwan and they were chatting very speculatively.
In less than half an hour, they became familiar with each other, and Guan Wanwan even told them many interesting stories about their time in the countryside.
Guan Jibai was dumbfounded watching from the side. When did the little devil turn from evil to good?
These two people... it's really hard to complain about them.
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