Chapter 315 What are you hiding from me?
For the next half semester, someone would come to the school gate to pick up Xiaoting after school every few days.
They are all Zhou Huaiyi’s comrades in Suzhou. Whoever thinks of this matter will come.
Sometimes he was alone, and sometimes three or four people gathered together. If there were a lot of people, they would go to Zhou's house for dinner together.
Gradually, everyone knew that Huang Xiaoting had many uncles, some of whom were of military origin.
Every time they came to pick her up, she would not be empty-handed. Xiaoting would always have snacks and would eat while going home. When some classmates greeted Xiaoting, they would politely share the snacks with their classmates, which made everyone very envious.
Zhou Huaiyi accurately judges whether someone will come to pick her up today based on Xiaoting’s appetite every night.
Although Pengfei and Dongzhe did not apologize to Li Guanglei and others, they gained the title of "invincible in the world" in a small circle, but they never had the opportunity to display it.
Dongzhe never slacked off in his studies for a single day, as he was afraid that if he slacked off, he would not be able to go to the same university as Xiaoting.
He didn't want them to only be able to see each other during winter and summer vacations.
When you get to university, there will definitely be more Chen Shurui there.
It's so scary.
As for why he thought so, he didn't know, but he just knew that it wouldn't work.
The last class of the day was free time. Dongzhe came back from the classroom with a stack of letters in his hand. After he distributed everyone else's letters, he went to find Xiaoting.
"My brother wrote to me. Let's see if he mentioned when he'll be back. He didn't come back during the summer vacation this year, so he must come back early for the New Year!" He said as he opened the letter Tuanan gave him.
Xiaoting also wanted to know, so she quickly opened it and took a look.
"That's great! I'll be back as soon as the holiday starts!" Dongzhe ignored Tunan's routine questions and jumped directly to the part he wanted to see.
"Well, Beijing is too far away..." Xiaoting looked melancholy.
Dongzhe caught this look and replied, "Then we will go to university in Shanghai instead of Beijing."
Xiao Ting was startled: "But, Mom said..."
Dongzhe sat down at the table in front of her and said with a smile:
"Don't worry! She'll definitely ask for your opinion first. Just tell her frankly, 'I can't bear to leave you, I can't bear to leave Aunt Song, I can't bear to leave my aunt, I can't bear to leave Yueyue... I want to go home every month to eat Uncle Zhou's cooking, and I want to go to Fudan University.' She'll definitely agree."
Xiaoting looked at him and her heart was confused.
She looked into Dongzhe's eyes, and Dongzhe knew what she wanted to say, and then nodded in response:
"Sure! Of course. Didn't Aunt Huang say that if you don't try, how can you know if it works? Even if she really doesn't agree, we still have other options."
"What trick?"
"First cry, then make a scene, then hang yourself."
Xiaoting glared at him.
"Don't even mention that she feels heartbroken. Even if she doesn't, Uncle Zhou, my mom, and Aunt Lan will definitely feel heartbroken and will help you." Dongzhe counted on his fingers.
Xiaoting felt that what Dongzhe said made some sense.
"There are still a few years left! Why are you starting to worry now? Don't even think about it." Dongzhe said this and stood up just in time to see Pengfei enter the classroom.
Xiaoting barely said a few words, and the two of them completed the entire communication.
Before leaving, Dongzhe threw his scarf on Xiaoting's legs.
I just saw her rubbing her legs and shrinking her body, she seemed a little cold.
Xiaoting shook out the scarf and put it on her legs to feel much warmer.
After school in the afternoon, Dongzhe went home and reported to Song Ying the good news that Tuanan would be back soon.
However, Song Ying, who always cared about Tunan the most, seemed to have no interest.
"Comrade Song Ying, what's wrong? You didn't get the award for advanced worker at the end of the year. What I mean is, it's normal for you not to get the award, and it's abnormal for you to get the award. There's nothing to be sad about. Come on, come on, your son will treat you to a bowl of wontons. You don't have to cook for me in the evening." Dongzhe asked with concern.
When he came back and saw that the stove was empty and his mother hadn't started cooking yet, he decided to give up.
"Okay, then go get a bowl and some steamed buns, otherwise you'll be hungry when you study tonight."
"Okay, I'll take care of it. You wash your face and take a rest. Think about the happy news that my brother Tunan is coming back. Okay!"
"Oh, Tunan is coming back! Great."
Dongzhe frowned, thinking that what he said just now was in vain, as this person didn't listen.
He took the bowl and went to the street corner to buy wontons. When he came back, he saw Wu Jun in their yard and Song Ying was telling him something.
Seeing Dongzhe coming back, Song Ying patted Wu Jun.
Wu Jun nodded: "Aunt, I'm leaving now."
He stepped aside to let Dongzhe, who was carrying hot wontons, enter the courtyard first and called out again, "Brother Dongzhe."
"Do you want to eat?" Dongzhe asked.
"No need, brother, there is food to eat." Wu Jun answered and went home.
Song Ying took a bowl, and the mother and son went back into the house to eat.
"What are you hiding from me?" Dongzhe asked in a low voice while eating.
"No, no."
"Comrade Song Ying, you are such a straight-laced person, how could you possibly hide this from me?"
Song Ying looked up at her son and felt that he seemed to have changed a little. She didn't know when he grew up.
"I...you will know later...don't say anything." Song Ying swallowed back what she wanted to say.
"I know even without you telling me that Sister Shanshan is coming to pick up Xiaojun!"
Song Ying covered her mouth and laughed: "I feel like you've become more thoughtful since you've been following your Aunt Huang around every day."
"Are you scolding my aunt or me?"
The two knew the importance of the matter, so they stopped talking about it and lowered their heads to eat.
Song Ying transferred a few wontons from her bowl to her son's bowl.
"Mom, I've had enough."
"Eat, when you were little, I saw Tunan growing vertically while you grew horizontally. I was so worried! Now, I want you to grow some weight but you can't."
"Uncle Zhou also said that Pengfei is just right. I'm a little thinner, and if I'm thinner, I won't have enough strength, and I won't have an advantage in a fight."
"Eat, eat more." Hearing this, Song Ying tore half of her steamed bun and gave it to him.
As she ate, her thoughts drifted away.
During the day, Huang Ling called Song Ying and asked her to go to the factory, saying that she had something to discuss.
Song Ying was so impatient that she couldn't wait until after get off work, so she took a leave in the afternoon and went there.
When they arrived at the factory, Huang Ling closed the office door and handed over a letter.
"What dividends? So early?" Song Ying said excitedly.
"Are you short of money? What big thing do you want to buy?" Huang Ling asked.
"It's not about buying things. It's that Wu Feng's younger brother and sister want to renovate the old house. We definitely can't go back when the renovation is done, but we have to pay for it. I'm just thinking about whether to move the loan. This year, we'll go to their house during the Chinese New Year to discuss this matter, and we'll just leave the money." Song Ying replied.
"Then don't change your fixed term. The dividends won't be paid out that soon. They're still being calculated annually. You can take it from me first and give it to me when your fixed term expires."
"No, you have a lot of expenses to pay for at the end of the year, so keeping the money will be very useful. If they're not in a hurry, I can wait and start the fixed deposit. I'll transfer the money when they start."
"Don't worry, I know what to do. You can always find me whenever you need me, okay!"
"Okay." Song Ying was happy.
Huang Ling raised her chin and let her open the letter.
Song Ying opened it and took a look, then raised her head to look at Huang Ling, feeling surprised but also a little worried.
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