Chapter 182 Drink cool tea in hot weather!

If we go by actual age now, Xiao Ran is definitely older than me.

But if we talk about psychological age, Xiao Ran really should call himself aunt.

Unfortunately, not only is my aunt rich, she is also young.

Wow, that’s so cool just thinking about it.

But soon, Hang Jingshu couldn't laugh anymore.

In June, the Agricultural University students ushered in the first harvest season.

On the playground, in the school field, and outside the dormitory, students could be heard crying, "My fruit! My seedling!"

It is even worse for those who sift wheat. When a gust of wind blows by, they will surely startle everyone and scream, "My seeds!"

As we all know, the wheat that has been dried in the sun needs to be sifted with a winnowing basket to remove the dirty wheat and the husks that have not been blown dry.

If a gust of wind blows during the sifting process, there is a risk that the wheat seeds will be blown away.

As an agricultural student, every seed left from homework must be collected!

Every final exam is always a mess.

The chickens raised by the younger student in animal husbandry ate the seedlings of the older student. The older student caught the chickens raised by the younger student, killed them and ate them to vent her anger.

The class was disrupted by the pony, and we had to watch it to make sure it didn't eat the seedlings.

There are also various "shit-digging" students.

Everyone has his own miserable way.

Failing a course is a very common thing in Agricultural University.

At the end of his freshman year, even if Xiaohang wanted to pursue a career, he had to put all these things aside.

Accept the baptism of exam week and final assignments.

The weather in July is hot, but I can’t resist the urge to cool down.

Fortunately, the final exam results will not be released until after school starts, so everyone feels less heavy as they carry their luggage home.

During this period, Hang Jingshu still met Xiao Ran in different places.

He delivered hoes to me in the fields, brought me soda when I went shopping, and it was common for us to meet by chance in the library.

It looks like he's chasing someone.

If Hang Jingshu hadn't sternly refused, he would have wanted to help her get food.

Even though Xiao Ran was the son of a heroic family, his living expenses were probably not very rich.

When you chase someone, after a while you don’t want to chase them anymore.

She is really busy, but her attitude is there, so he has to help. Hang Jingshu can't just give her a cold shoulder, right?

Here I met Xiao Ran again at the train station.

The tall man stood out in the crowd and quickly reached Hang Jingshu's side: "I'll help you carry your luggage."

When Hang Jingshu went home for summer vacation, he had even less luggage.

There are still many students in the school who choose not to go home.

Not only does it cost me a round trip ticket to go home, but I don’t earn much.

In the urban area, there are still many opportunities for college students. They can help serve dishes or tutor students and earn a good income.

When it comes to the importance that Chinese people attach to festivals, Chinese New Year ranks first, while all others take a back seat.

If you don't have time to come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival or National Day, that's fine! You can come back during the Chinese New Year.

Whether rich or poor, those who go home for the New Year are filial children.

A train ride can be done for just a few dollars.

If it’s far from home, it costs more than ten yuan, and even taking a train to Guangdong city costs more than twenty yuan, which means a month’s salary will be gone in a round trip.

Not to mention that college students can help with housework when they go home, they spend tens of dollars just to go home and work.

You must be sick in your brain to do this.

When Hang Jingshu returned, he was busy going to Guangdong City with Wang Silan. What would Xiao Ran do when he returned?

Before she could say anything, Xiao Ran took the few pieces of luggage that Hang Jingshu had from her hands.

The two people were heading in the same direction for a short while, and finally bought tickets for the same carriage, with seats next to each other.

Hang Jingshu was a little dumbfounded. What a coincidence?

Xiao Ran smiled and raised his eyebrows: "It's really a fate."

It's just a bit troublesome.

What does it take to create fate?

connections.

I have to go around asking around to find out when Xiaohang will be going home, and then get together with a few friends to buy tickets at the right time, so that the chance of meeting him will be greater.

The moment he saw his seat number, Xiao Ran couldn't contain his joy.

That's just the way he is. He doesn't like to hide anything.

If you like something, you like it; if you are interested in something, you are interested in it. He likes this quality of Xiaohang.

He also didn't want to embarrass the girl by making a big fuss. He wanted to give the right help at the right time. When doing good deeds, one should leave a name for himself, but not be too exaggerated.

This degree must be mastered.

As long as Xiaohang doesn't mind, he can continue to get to know her better.

The carriage was much quieter than in winter.

But the taste is still weird and messy. There is no question of whether riding on a green train is comfortable or not. It is just a modern way of transportation to go home.

Xiao Ran's eyes were gentle as he chatted with Hang Jingshu: "Xiao Hang, what are your plans for returning home this time?"

Hang Jingshu replied calmly, "Just go home and take a look."

Xiao Ran was not annoyed, but smiled happily: "It's great to be able to go home and have a look."

There is no way Hang Jingshu can be taught this lesson.

How can we talk about this topic? She can't just say, "You're welcome to my house."

This statement can really cause misunderstanding.

Xiao Ran was quite looking forward to it, but he also knew Hang Jingshu's character and knew she would definitely not say such a thing.

Disappointment, just a little bit.

He quickly perked up: "It's going to be great when I go back. We have Feicheng peaches there, which are especially sweet. I'll go back and get some seeds. Teacher Xiaoyu will definitely be happy."

Yes, it's a local specialty.

The big sweet peaches from Shandong Province have always been famous.

There was no awkwardness and the two of them had a really pleasant conversation. Xiao Ran smiled brightly before getting off the car.

With clear eyes and a sincere smile, he shook Hang Jingshu with a high-spirited look and said, "Xiao Hang, you are welcome to visit us when you have time!"

After saying that, he arrived at the station and followed the crowd and left.

You see, being good-looking is useful.

After arriving home, I lay down for a few days.

The courtyard has been renovated and Hang Jingshu now has his own little house.

Wang Silan bought a desk, bookshelves, and pink curtains with small flowers for her daughter.

He was so generous that he specially arranged an electric fan for his daughter, so that she could lie on a chair and eat popsicles while enjoying the fan every day when she had nothing to do.

Outside the window, there are shadows of trees, cicadas chirping in the midsummer, and the breeze is a rare and good time to relax.

The family business is growing steadily, and the factory on Hongye Street is also being renovated. The most important thing now is to go to Guangdong City.

Or to go to the Special Administrative Region.

Foreign monks can chant sutras. In this era, everything is good at home and abroad. Many production lines really have to learn from foreign countries.

After all, when they started their industrial revolution, we were still in the south of the Yangtze River, and some things there are indeed worth learning.

It sounds disconnected, but it's true.

The dog days of summer in the north are unbearable, and the summer in Guangdong is even more unbearable.

There is no air conditioning on the train, and it is still quite windy when it is moving, but it is really uncomfortable when it stops.

Compared to the cool breeze that occasionally blows in the north, the air in Guangdong is really sticky and uncomfortable.

It's like a hot, airtight plaster stuck to your body, making you feel uncomfortable.

Sweating like crazy has a different meaning here, it's impossible not to sweat!

This time, it was Kuang Jiao and the others who received them. Seeing that the mother and daughter were getting hot and irritable, she also gave a solution: "Pretty girl, drink some cool tea when it's hot!"