The two came to Yu Xiangnian's room upstairs.
"Mr. Wen, how do you want me to help you?" Yu Xiangnian asked.
Wen Qiuning sat on the chair, picking at his fingers, "I don't want to be expelled, I want to study."
Yu Xiangnian said, "I know what you're thinking. Can you tell me what happened back then? If I can't help, I can ask my parents to step in, but they also need to understand the whole situation before they can help."
Wen Qiuning lowered her eyes, her nails digging deep into her palms, and after a long while she slowly spoke.
After listening to this, Yu Xiangnian was filled with shock, heartache, sympathy, and admiration. "Don't worry, I will do my best to help you. Let me think of a solution tomorrow, and we'll discuss it again on Monday."
"Okay, thank you." Wen Qiuning stood up. "Then I'll go first."
"Today is Cheng Jingmo's birthday. Have some cake before going back." Yu Xiangnian tried to keep her.
When the two came down from upstairs, Lin Ye and the others had already set up the cake and were preparing to celebrate the birthday.
"Mr. Wen, come and help Jing Mo celebrate his birthday." Lin Yunyi smiled and waved to her.
The whole family clapped their hands and sang happily. After the song, Cheng Jingmo closed his eyes, made a wish, blew out the candles, and then everyone wished Cheng Jingmo a happy birthday.
Even the two children said vaguely, "Happy birthday, Dad!" and then kissed Cheng Jingmo deeply.
Wen Qiuning had never attended anyone else's birthday, and she herself had never had such a lively birthday.
There were only her and her mother at home. When she was a child, her mother would cook her a bowl of noodles with a poached egg on her birthday.
At that time, she wanted to celebrate her birthday every day so that she could eat noodles and eggs.
Later, she grew up and didn't want to celebrate her birthday anymore.
She knew that the bowl of noodles and eggs were earned by her mother who stayed up late weaving under a kerosene lamp.
Later, she went to the village and went to college, and never celebrated her birthday again.
Wen Qiuning ate a piece of cake and said goodbye to everyone.
Yu Xiangnian said, "Let Yu Xiangyang take you there. It's not safe at this late hour."
Yu Xiangyang: “···” Why should we ask him to deliver it?
After looking around, it seemed that he was the only suitable one. Cheng Jingmo had to put the child to bed, Song Huaiqian was the elder, and Xiaojie was too young.
"No need." Wen Qiuning refused without thinking. She didn't want to trouble others. "I can do it alone."
"If anything happens to you, I'll have to take responsibility." Yu Xiangnian said, "Let's go, I'll take you out."
Wen Qiuning and Yu Xiangnian walked out, and Yu Xiangyang followed them reluctantly.
Yu Xiangnian instructed Yu Xiangyang, "Ride slowly and be careful on the road."
Only after seeing Wen Qiuning sitting on the back seat and Yu Xiangyang riding away did Yu Xiangnian return to the house.
Neither of the two people on the bicycle spoke.
Yu Xiangyang's speed was not slow. Wen Qiuning could feel the cold wind blowing on her cheeks. Some of the cold wind penetrated into her clothes, and she shrank her neck because of the cold.
There was a special smell in the wind, like the smell of laundry detergent mixed with other indescribable smells, which made her feel comfortable.
The streets are not deserted, and you can still see vendors pushing carts to do business.
The street lights on both sides projected the figures of the two people on the ground, one long and one short, connected together.
When they were about to reach the fork in the road, Wen Qiuning spoke first, "Comrade Yu, I'm going to the bookstore."
Yu Xiangyang turned left and rode towards the bookstore. Ten minutes later he arrived at the door.
Wen Qiuning got off the bike, nodded, and said, "Thank you. Please drive slowly."
Yu Xiangyang sat on the bicycle and said, "I'll watch you go in."
What would happen to Wen Qiuning if a bad guy suddenly showed up? His whole trip would be in vain.
Wen Qiuning took out the key from her schoolbag, opened a small door of the bookstore, and walked in.
She stood at the door and said, "Go back and walk slowly." Then she closed the door from the inside.
Hearing the sound of the door being locked, Yu Xiangyang kicked hard and pushed the door a long distance.
Home.
Cheng Jingmo coaxed the two children to sleep before asking, "Niannian, can we return that bicycle?"
He asked Lin Ye, this bicycle cost more than 180 yuan, which was more than half a year's salary for him!
Yu Xiangnian spent almost two hundred yuan for each trip to the street. They only had a savings of more than four thousand yuan, which was only enough for Yu Xiangnian to go to the street more than twenty times.
Yu Xiangnian sat at the desk, flipping through the book on the development of modern weapons. She glanced at him and deliberately asked, "Don't you like the gift I gave you? Or do you want a book like this?"
Cheng Jingmo quickly explained, "I like anything you give me, but this bicycle is too expensive, and I only go home one day a week, so I won't be able to use it."
After a pause, he added, "I think the letter you wrote to me on the spur of the moment is very good."
Yu Xiangnian said lightly, "With a bicycle, you won't have to walk to school anymore. I suffer for my child, but I can't let you suffer too."
Yu Xiangnian's tone made Cheng Jingmo panic, "No, I'll have to suffer! Even if I don't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes, I can't let you and the child suffer!"
Yu Xiangnian changed the subject and asked, "How far have your weapons developed so far?"
Cheng Jingmo didn't understand why Yu Xiangnian suddenly asked such a question, but he answered her question seriously and listed the development status of different guns and artillery shells.
Yu Xiangnian asked again: "Which country do you like, Europe, America, Japan, or South Korea?"
Cheng Jingmo thought for a moment and said, "I don't know much about the situation abroad. My personal opinion is that Europe and the United States should be better."
"Don't quite understand?" Yu Xiangnian raised an eyebrow. "This book can help you understand it better."
Yu Xiangnian threw the book over, Cheng Jingmo caught it, opened it, and was stunned!
He turned it over in disbelief, looked at the cover, and confirmed that it was the book on the development direction of modern weapons.
He opened it again and looked inside!
What the hell!
Yu Xiangnian said, "Take a good look at it. If it's not enough, ask Yu Xiangyang to give you a few more."
Cheng Jingmo snapped the book shut. "Niannian, how can I argue so that you will believe me?"
Yu Xiangnian said: "I like books like this, but I like to look at men with eight-pack abs and eighteen centimeters."
Cheng Jingmo held the book and stood up angrily, "I'd better go beat up Yu Xiangyang to prove my innocence!"
Yu Xiangyang had just returned home and was about to go back to his room when he felt a hidden weapon attacking him from behind.
He turned around quickly and grabbed the hidden weapon with his hand!
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