"Let's go? Go home." Song Wei Zheng suddenly said to Jiang Suisui.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the classroom, Jiang Sui Sui had actually wanted to leave a long time ago. This place was a little far from her home, and it was getting dark earlier and earlier. If she didn't leave now, she would have to go back in the dark.

She looked ahead, well, even though there were only a few people there, the party was lively and there was no need for her to be an audience member.

"Let's go, let's go!" Jiang Suishun quickly echoed in a low voice.

When the two of them slipped out of the classroom and walked on the path in the field, Jiang Sui Sui couldn't help but sigh: "It's actually good to have a blindness elimination class in the village, but it's a pity that no one wants to listen."

Song Weizheng chuckled and said helplessly, "It's not that I don't like to hear it, it's that I don't have the time, energy, or patience."

Jiang Suisui seemed to understand after hearing this: "That's right, you have to satisfy your material life first before you have the energy to consider your spiritual life."

"By the way," Jiang Suunsunrao asked with interest, "You just said that listening to that person's lecture was boring. Have you ever listened to other people's lectures before?"

Song Weizheng suddenly looked at her: "Do you think I have never been to school and can't read?"

Jiang Suunshun avoided the question: "Um... no, I'm just asking you." It's said in the book, not me!

Just then, they walked to a tree. Song Wei Zheng suddenly raised his hand and jumped up lightly. When he stood still, there was a branch in his hand.

Jiang Suisui opened her eyes wide: "Wow!" So flexible!

Song Wei Zheng squatted down on one knee, holding the branch and began to write on the muddy ground.

Jiang Suishun squatted down beside him, hugged her knees and looked down.

"Jiang, Sui, Sui." She followed Song Weizheng's pen strokes and read out the name word by word. When she realized what was going on, she exclaimed, "It's my name!"

I don't know why she smiled and felt a little happy.

Jiang Suisui simply took the branch from Song Wei Zheng and started to draw on the ground. She wrote and read: "Song, Wei, Zheng!"

After she finished writing, she dusted off her hands and said proudly, "How is it? It's a courtesy to return the favor!"

Song Wei Zheng looked at the three words, smiled, and said nothing.

Then Jiang Suisui put her chin on her hand and carefully looked at the words on the ground, and said with admiration: "Your handwriting is actually quite beautiful, and the pen strokes are also very sharp. Who did you learn this from?"

Song Weizheng picked up the branch and traced the three words he had just written on the ground: "I learned this from my mother."

"Oh..." It didn't seem surprising. Song Rulan looked like a well-educated lady from a wealthy family. Jiang Suishun exclaimed, "Auntie Lan is so outstanding!"

Song Wei Zheng's lips curled slightly: "So, you don't need to test whether I want to study or not. Although I have never been to school, I can still recognize basic characters."

"How could I be testing you..." Jiang Suunsun felt guilty. She just thought that if a big shot who could climb up from the bottom had the opportunity to study when he was young, wouldn't it be easier and more powerful in the future?

"If conditions permit, I hope everyone can receive education and be enlightened. It will definitely be beneficial and not harmful," said Jiang Suisui.

"Well, you're right." Song Weizheng said calmly: "Who doesn't want to study easily? But for the people here, studying has no future, it's better to work hard on farming."

Jiang Suishun said quickly: "Just because there is no way out now doesn't mean there will be no way out in the future!"

"Maybe... maybe one day in the future, the country will open the college entrance examination. Everyone, regardless of class, wealth, or age, can pass the exam to enter their ideal university, get a satisfactory job through education, or improve their lives through the skills they have learned." Jiang Suishun said excitedly.

Song Wei Zheng was stunned when he heard this, and was actually moved by the bright prospects she described.

But he just thought it was Jiang Suishun's naive idea, and he couldn't bear to refute her, so he nodded and said, "Well, that sounds good."

Jiang Suinsui could tell from his perfunctory response and said with some dissatisfaction, "Hmph, don't think I'm dreaming. There is a saying that goes, 'Sincerity brings success.' There is also a saying that goes, 'If you keep thinking about it, it will pay off.' One day, maybe in the near future, good things will slowly come true."

Seeing that she was serious, Song Wei Zheng couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Okay, I believe you, and I also believe that good things will slowly come true." After a pause, Song Weizheng threw the branch on the ground and stood up on his knees. "Let's go. It's getting late. Let's go home."

Jiang Suisui quickly stood up and followed him, walking briskly behind him: "Let's go home!"

Under the deep blue sky, the moon began to rise high, and night gradually fell. Under the tree shrouded in moonlight, two names were carved side by side in the soil.

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After the autumn harvest, the weather gradually turned colder and the villagers began a new round of winter sowing.

Jiang Suinsui sat on the edge of the field, holding a piece of dogtail grass in her hand, looking at the vast field with boredom.

She stretched her waist and muttered, "I really have no time to rest all year round..."

"Sister Sunshun!" A crisp voice came from behind.

Jiang Suinsui turned around and saw Song Yuxue jogging towards her.

"Slow down, don't be in a hurry," Jiang Suinsui said softly.

Song Yuxue ran up to her, her cheeks flushed: "I'm late."

Jiang Suisui: "Not too late, not too late. We don't have a standard time here."

She patted the grass beside her and said, "Sit down and take a breath first, then go back to work after a rest."

Song Yuxue sat down next to her, groped in her pocket, took out a still-warm egg, and handed it to Jiang Suisui: "Sister Suisui, here you go."

Jiang Suishun waved her hands and said, "I told you not to bring me eggs. Why are you so stubborn? You are such a stubborn kid."

During this period, Jiang Shuinsui took Song Yuxue to the mountains every day to collect firewood, pig grass and wild vegetables. The two became more and more familiar with each other. Song Yuxue was no longer awkward when she called her sister, and she always remembered that Jiang Shuinsui had fed her eggs before, so she would take out an egg for her from time to time.

Jiang Suisui firmly refused at first, but she couldn't resist Song Yuxue's perseverance and couldn't bear to keep rejecting her feelings, so she accepted it.

As a result, this happened again and again.

Song Yuxue: "My mother asked me to bring it to you, not me."

"..." Jiang Suishun took it obediently: "Thank Aunt Lan for me."

As she ate the delicious boiled eggs, she sighed that Song Weizheng's family had gotten much better. They must be secretly working hard to make money. She really wanted to curry favor with them...

But Jiang Suisui actually hadn't seen Song Weizhen for quite a while. According to Song Yuxue, he went out early and came back late every day, and even she had rarely seen him.

People in the village were all talking about how Song Weizheng was a loser who was always absent from work and spent his days in poverty. He must have been fed up and didn't want to be a burden to his family. Song Dashun was also unlucky. What was the point of marrying a beautiful wife? He died early and didn't enjoy happiness. His son ended up becoming a gangster.

Everyone who passed by would click their tongues to express their disdain and sympathy.

Jiang Suishun found it funny and thought that no one at that time could have imagined that the boy Hun, whom they called a loser, would become a business tycoon in the future.

·

On the other hand, there was another person who was worried about not finding an opportunity to get close to Song Weizhen.

For several mornings in a row, Jiang Miaomiao spent all her patience waiting at the place where Song Wei Zheng usually passed by on his way to the trade union. She waited from before dawn until the sun was about to rise. The fields were crowded with people, but there was no sign of Song Wei Zheng.

Jiang Miaomiao was so annoyed that she kept stamping her feet, almost rotting the grass under her feet. "I don't know where Song Weizheng is going. He's nowhere to be found all day and I can't catch him."

She was almost dragged by her mother to a blind date yesterday. If she hadn't run away quickly, she probably wouldn't have been able to escape this marriage. Because of this, she was beaten up last night. God knows how much Jiang Miaomiao wanted to cry. She had suffered so much from men in her last life, and now she was beaten up again in this life. The laundry mallet hit her so hard that her bones hurt!

The annoying thing is that Song Wei Zheng is also a stubborn person. He won't respond when you talk to him and will hide away if you get close to him. Jiang Miao Miao almost bit her teeth and thought to herself, what is he pretending to be?

Recently, she was ready to harden her heart and learn from Jiang Suishun's shamelessness to play the hero and save the beauty. She had to rely on him no matter what. As a result, he disappeared all day!

She was just about to go directly to Song Weizheng's house and throw herself at him.

Jiang Miaomiao went to work on time dejectedly. After returning home in the evening, she ordered Jiang Xiuxiu to cook while she herself lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

"That's right!" After a while, Jiang Miaomiao suddenly jumped up and jumped out of bed. She fumbled under the bed for a while and took out a cloth bag.

"How could I forget about you?" Jiang Miaomiao said happily, touching the cloth bag.

She had been so worried recently that she almost forgot about the antiques she had picked up.

However, Jiang Miaomiao was happy for a while, but suddenly her face fell: "The baby is a good baby, but there is no place to exchange it for money. It will rot in my hands. What's the use?"

She didn't know where the person who found the antique in her previous life made his fortune. She was a little village girl with no connections. The farthest place she had been was a town a few dozen miles away. Who could she trade this antique with? Moreover, in this shabby place, no one could afford to buy it.

According to her plan, she was going to keep this antique until the market was opened. By then, she could buy and sell it freely and go to other cities without a letter of introduction. It should not be difficult to ship it smoothly.

But now she can't wait any longer. She needs either money or a man, at least one of the two, so that she can have confidence in front of her mother.

"Sister, what are you doing holding a bunch of junk?" Jiang Xiuxiu pushed the door open and called her to eat. She saw Jiang Miaomiao squatting on the ground with a depressed look on her face, and felt puzzled.

Jiang Miaomiao said unhappily: "What are you talking about? This is not broken! It's a treasure!"

Jiang Xiuxiu was a little confused by her inexplicable anger.

My sister's temper has been getting worse and worse recently. Yesterday, she even ran away from the blind date that my mother had arranged. In the end, I had no choice but to push her out...

Jiang Xiuxiu thought back to yesterday's blind date and couldn't help blushing. According to the custom in the village, the eldest sister had to get married first before she could find a husband. But yesterday, her mother said that as long as the other party was satisfied, she had no objection, and the marriage was settled.

He should be satisfied, right? Jiang Xiuxiu recalled the simple smile on the man's face she met yesterday, and fell into shyness and anticipation.