But at this moment, there was a warm tenderness on his face, like a spring breeze in March.
The drink in his arms was no longer so cold, so he unscrewed it and handed it to his wife: "Have some orange juice."
Lin Qingqing took it and took a sip. It wasn't cold, but had Zhou Zhuo's body temperature. It was sweet and a little sour, very refreshing. She took a sip and handed the drink back to Zhou Zhuo: "It's very sweet, you drink it too."
Zhou Zhuo took a sip from the bottle she had used, and it was indeed very sweet.
The lady sitting next to me woke up after a short nap. She and her husband were watching Lin Qingqing and Zhou Zhuo taking turns drinking their drinks, their eyes full of envy.
Young people nowadays have it so good. They have trains to travel on and drinks to drink when they are thirsty. Unlike their generation, it was a luxury to ride in an ox cart when traveling, and they were lucky to have a sip of cold water when they were thirsty.
Looking at the young couple sitting next to me, the man is tall and strong, and the girl has pretty eyes and eyebrows. I feel more and more that this girl will definitely be blessed in the future.
Seeing Lin Qingqing reminded them of their own daughter. The green train car rattled along, getting closer and closer to their daughter. The old couple became more and more excited.
My daughter hasn't come home since she got married. It's almost been a year since I last saw her, and I miss her so much.
In fact, when their daughter got married, they were reluctant to let her marry so far away, but now that their daughter had gone to college, it was impossible to let her come back and marry a young man in the village. For the sake of their daughter's happiness, the old couple had to reluctantly let her go.
The night before their daughter's wedding, the old couple hugged each other and cried like a tearful person, they were reluctant to let her go. But the son-in-law repeatedly promised that he would treat their daughter well in this life, and the old couple felt relieved.
After the marriage, the son-in-law really treated their daughter very well. In the blink of an eye, it has been almost a year. The old couple thinks about how they cried and hugged each other at that time and feel that they were really stupid. Children will definitely leave home when they grow up. As long as she is happy, why should they keep her by their side?
As the old couple waited, the train finally arrived at Yuzhou Station. The old man helped the old woman get off the train. They were a little hunched over, but the smiles on their faces were full of happiness...
In the evening, Lin Qingqing took out the eggs that her mother-in-law had cooked before she left. Zhou Zhuo took them to warm them with hot water. After returning, he peeled the eggs with his slender fingers and gave one to his daughter-in-law first.
The car stopped at a temporary stop. Locals, carrying small baskets slung around their necks, shouted out the window, offering food, most of it homemade, like crispy mung bean cakes and brown sugar glutinous rice cakes. The mung bean cakes had a thin crust and a generous filling, while the brown sugar glutinous rice cakes were fragrant, soft, sticky, and sweet. Lin Qingqing poked her head out and bought a little of each.
The two of them ate eggs and pastries, drank some water, and then buried their heads in reviewing their homework for several hours until they were too sleepy to open their eyes. Lin Qingqing then fell asleep leaning on Zhou Zhuo's shoulder.
Zhou Zhuo, however, was not sleepy. He kept memorizing the key points his wife had highlighted for him. He was going to take a mock exam when he got home, and the school took it very seriously.
Lin Qingqing's soft little head rested on his shoulder, and he felt even less sleepy. Seeing that his wife had her hair tied in a ponytail and was uncomfortable sleeping, he gently helped her loosen the ponytail, and her satin-like black hair immediately cascaded down from her shoulders, like a thousand-foot waterfall falling from the sky. His wife looked very beautiful when she was asleep, with curved eyebrows, long and curly eyelashes, and pink lips as fresh as cherries in June, inlaid on her snow-white face, as beautiful as rubies.
Zhou Zhuo couldn't bear to look away and secretly kissed her smooth forehead.
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