Liao Qingsheng, who was sitting in the front, heard everything clearly. He coughed lightly and said, "I think that's enough! This happened hundreds of years ago. Is it necessary to remember it for so long?"
Song Ying'an sneered: "I will remember these things until I die."
Liao Qingsheng began to comfort Song Yingan: "I'm telling you! As a man, you can't be too stingy. You should be more generous. You should learn to look forward and not dwell on what has already happened."
Song Ying'an ignored what Liao Qingsheng said. No matter how high-sounding Liao Qingsheng's words were, he would not listen. He would remember these things firmly.
Liao Qingsheng spoke for a long time alone, until his mouth was dry and dry. Seeing that Song Yingan had no intention of talking to him, he stopped talking.
After taking a quick gulp from the water bottle beside him to quench his thirst, Liao Qingsheng went back to nagging Lin Xuanjiao, "Comrade Lin, Song Ying'an is so stingy. Don't spoil him if you marry him in the future."
Lin Xuanjiao's eyes curved. "I actually think Song Ying'an's vengeful nature is good. It makes it harder for him to be bullied."
Liao Qingsheng's words got stuck in his throat. Fine! It was his own fault. Why did he try to complain about Song Ying'an to her future wife?
None of the people sitting in the cart were there to help him. Liao Qingsheng drove the ox cart in frustration and didn't say anything else.
Lin Xuanjiao leaned against Song Ying'an, shielding her eyes from the glaring sunlight with her hands. "I think an oxcart is much better than a passenger bus. At least it won't make me carsick."
Song Ying'an shifted his body to allow Lin Xuanjiao to lean more comfortably. "There are too many people in the bus, so the air is stuffy. An oxcart with ventilation on all sides will be much better."
Lin Xuanjiao yawned. "After eating and drinking, I feel like sleeping. It's nice to just wander back like this."
Hearing that Lin Xuanjiao wanted to sleep, Song Ying'an quickly said, "Then go to sleep quickly. Rest your head on my chest and lie down to sleep! It'll take quite a while to get here."
Lin Xuanjiao did not refuse the suggestion. She was indeed very sleepy, so she fell asleep.
Liao Qingsheng drove the car quite smoothly without any bumps along the way. In addition, there was no annoying snoring, so the sleep-deprived Lin Xuanjiao fell asleep quickly.
When Liao Qingsheng heard no more movement, he looked back and whispered, "He's asleep."
Song Ying'an didn't say anything but just nodded, fearing that any noise he made would wake Lin Xuanjiao up.
Liao Qingsheng was also very considerate and shut his mouth, driving the car quietly.
Lin Xuanjiao slept soundly throughout the journey and did not wake up once.
When Song Ying'an woke her up, Lin Xuanjiao was still a little confused and sleepy: "Where are we?"
Song Ying'an replied gently, "We're home."
When Lin Xuanjiao heard that they were home, she immediately opened her eyes. She looked around, and her face was still very confused, and it was obvious that she had not woken up yet.
Even Lin Xuanjiao's words were not as clear as she used to be: "Where is this place?"
Song Ying'an was somewhat helpless but still answered Lin Xuanjiao's question: "This is my home!"
As Song Ying'an finished speaking, Lin Xuanjiao, still a little groggy from just waking up, slowly came to her senses. "We're here so soon? I feel like I haven't slept that long!"
Song Ying'an looked at the sky and said, "It's not too late anymore. If it's any later, the sun will set."
Lin Xuanjiao looked up at the sky and found that it was indeed as Song Ying'an had said. It was almost dusk. Did time pass so quickly? Lin Xuanjiao felt that she had only slept for a while and an entire afternoon had already passed.
She quickly got out of Song Yingan's arms, her eyes full of worry: "I've been holding you down for the whole afternoon, are you okay?"
Song Yingan shook his head: "It's okay, your body is very light and you don't feel anything. You should eat more next time. You are too thin."
Lin Xuanjiao was amused by Song Yingan's words: "I don't eat enough! It's just that I can't gain weight, just like you."
Song Yingan was still very persistent: "You still need to eat more and gain some weight. I can't gain weight because I'm not in good health, but you are different."
Lin Xuanjiao didn't continue arguing with Song Ying'an about this topic. She got off the ox cart, looked at Liao Qingsheng, and said with a smile, "Thank you so much, Brother Sheng. Why don't you stay here for dinner tonight?"
Liao Qingsheng waved his hand casually. "What's there to thank me for? If I really want to thank you, I'd ask Ying'an to give me a few more boxes of his cooking next time. My family loves it."
Lin Xuanjiao was a little confused: "Then wouldn't it be the same if you eat here today? Why wait until next time?"
Liao Qingsheng seemed to be thinking of something happy, and his lips curled up more obviously: "It's already late today, and my family is still waiting for me at home. I won't eat here. Let's talk about it next time."
After hearing this, Lin Xuanjiao didn't say anything else. She went to get the things in the car.
Song Ying'an wanted to help, but Lin Xuanjiao pushed him next to Liao Qingsheng: "Go and have a good talk with Brother Sheng."
After saying this, Lin Xuanjiao looked at Liao Qingsheng and instructed: "Brother Sheng, please keep an eye on him for me."
Seeing Liao Qingsheng nod, Lin Xuanjiao started to move the large items on the ox cart again.
Liao Qingsheng looked at Lin Xuanjiao, who was holding a large thing in each hand with an unusually relaxed look on her face, and sighed, "Ying'an, your luck is getting better and better. Your future will surely be more prosperous. At least this female comrade has nothing to say about you."
Song Ying'an also smiled broadly: "I also think I'm very lucky. As long as she is by my side, I'm already very satisfied."
Liao Qingsheng nodded: "Remember to treat them well."
Song Yingan rolled his eyes at Liao Qingsheng: "Do I still need you to remind me?"
Liao Qingsheng found Song Ying'an's disdainful attitude very funny. He patted Song Ying'an on the shoulder and said, "You are really getting more and more presumptuous. After all, I am your elder. Is this the way to talk to an elder?"
Song Ying'an still showed no sign of giving in: "You said you were my elder, but when you first met me, you called me brother!"
When Liao Qingsheng mentioned the dark history, he felt terrible.
When he first met Song Ying'an, he was so wrapped up that he couldn't even see what he looked like. Song Ying'an wasn't as tall as he is now, but he was at least 1.8 meters tall. Furthermore, back then, he never spoke during transactions with him, only nodding and shaking his head to indicate when he needed something.
Because he couldn't hear any sound, coupled with the cold temperament and the height that stood out from the crowd, Liao Qingsheng at that time really felt that Song Ying'an was older than him.
If Song Ying'an hadn't taken the initiative to tell him later, he probably wouldn't have known this fact.
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