Qin Yu: "It's a painting sent by Comrade Yun Yongcheng, so what does it mean?"
Old Mrs. Qin sighed slightly.
"Girl, you usually seem so smart, why are you so confused at this critical moment? The painting was sent by Comrade Yun Yongcheng. On the way to us, he may not have taken a look at it. Since he saw the painting and was willing to give it to you, how could he not have that kind of intention towards you?"
Qin Yu didn't know how to respond to what Old Lady Qin asked.
Old Lady Qin continued to nag, "I'm an experienced person. When you were injured, that guy was so anxious to send you to the hospital. He was afraid you would starve, so he bought this and that and sent it to us. Today, he even sent braised meat. If he treated you as an ordinary friend, he wouldn't do this."
"Auntie, I'm full."
Qin Yu suddenly put down her bowl and chopsticks and stood up from the table with a red face.
"I have to run some errands outside."
Old Lady Qin stared at her, and finally a smile appeared on her face.
"Do you want to go to the phone booth outside the telecommunications bureau and call Comrade Yun Yongcheng?"
"That's not true. A student in my class got into a fight today, and I have to go visit their home."
The more Qin Yu argued, the more guilty she felt, and the redder her pretty face became.
It was true that he was visiting the home, and it was also true that he wanted to go to the telephone booth at the telecommunications bureau to call Yun Yongcheng.
The old lady's eyes were extremely sharp and she could see through her thoughts at a glance.
"Go ahead, it's just a few dishes, it won't tire me out."
Old Mrs. Qin smiled and waved to Qin Yu.
"It's not safe for a girl like you to be outside at night. Remember to come back early."
After informing Old Lady Qin, Qin Yu packed up his things and quickly left Jinju Community.
She went to visit the home first.
Around 5:30 in the afternoon, a slender figure with long flowing hair appeared in the telephone booth outside the telecommunications bureau.
Qin Yu took out the phone number given by Yun Yongcheng from her bag, took a deep breath, and then gently pressed the number keys of the landline phone with her snow-white and delicate fingers.
After the phone beeped a few times, the person on the other end picked up the call.
"Hello, who are you?"
The other person's voice was very childish, but he deliberately pretended to be mature.
Qin Yu immediately recognized who was on the other end of the phone. After a slight sigh of relief, she answered, "It's classmate Chu Yu, right? I'm Qin Yu."
Hearing Qin Yu's voice on the phone, the Third Master waved to the little pink ball playing nearby and said in a low voice, "Sister Mianmian, it's your Aunt Qin calling."
Hearing the words "Aunt Qin", Yun Mian quickly threw away the Go chess piece in his hand, kicked his short legs a few times, and got down from the newly bought chair at the Third Master's house.
Mom finally called me. Did she receive her painting and understand her feelings? Or was she just missing Dad?
"Aunt Qin, I'm Mianmian."
With some guesses in mind, Yun Mian walked with her short legs to the table where the phone was placed, stood on tiptoe and put her mouth close to the receiver.
Look at her trying hard to stand on tiptoe to talk to Qin Yu on the phone. It's very hard. The third master hurriedly put the microphone into her chubby little paw.
On the other end of the phone, Qin Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard Yun Mian's baby voice.
Before Qin Yu could say anything, Yun Mian, holding the phone, asked again, "Aunt Qin, did you receive the painting I sent you? You called because you need to talk to my dad about something. My dad has already returned from his errands. I asked Brother Chu to go get him."
Yunmian's mouth moved rapidly, asking her mother questions like a bombardment.
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