"No, I have to take her back tomorrow, otherwise her dad will kill me."
"oh."
Feng Wanlin gave a noncommittal "oh," then smiled and said softly.
"Let's go to the train station, or we'll miss our train."
Xiao Weiguo didn't say much. He went to the garage, got into his Crown, and drove her to the train station.
Without saying much, they waved to each other, and that was it.
Xiao Weiguo only turned back after watching Feng Wanlin's charming figure disappear.
As he drove down the street, for some reason, a sense of restlessness rose within him.
When the car arrived at his doorstep, he smoked several cigarettes before he felt calmer.
Sitting on the train, Feng Wanlin stared blankly out the window. With the slow, rattling rhythm of the green train, the world outside seemed vast and desolate to her.
On the 29th of the year, no matter how reluctant Xiao Weiguo and Liu Ye were, she had to go home. Otherwise, just as Xiao Weiguo said, Liu Erzhu would definitely come knocking on their door.
The Crown was warm and spacious inside, and since Xiao Shanshan and He Ye had nothing else to do, they rode together to take Liu Ye home.
The car drove into Xiaotun, crunching over a thin layer of snow and mud, and bumped along the way until it arrived at Liuye's house.
Winter is the time of year when there is no farm work and the village has the most idle people.
The Crown attracted a lot of attention as soon as it entered the village. After all, they had never seen such an ultra-luxury car, not even on television.
Many idle people followed Liu Ye all the way to her doorstep.
When people saw Xiao Weiguo and three stunningly beautiful women getting out of the car, they gasped in surprise.
"Holy crap, isn't that Xiao Weiguo, that good-for-nothing? Did they really strike it rich?"
"Damn, I've never seen this car before. It's obviously expensive. And that outfit of his, he looks all high and mighty. He must have really struck it rich."
"It's outrageous! If a good-for-nothing like that can get rich, why can't I?"
Liu Ye and Xiao Shanshan knew each other, but their relationship in the village had changed quite a bit.
Especially Xiao Shanshan, whose clothes were always patched up, whose hair was messy like dry grass, and whose thin and small appearance was heartbreaking.
Now, you can hardly tell that this is the same Xiao Shanshan from six months ago.
She wore a high-necked sweater, a long down jacket over it, and gray high-top snow boots. She stood tall and graceful, just like a college student in the city.
Xiao Weiguo took out a cigarette and lit it around, then opened the trunk and, along with several girls, began unloading things one by one.
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