Yu Xiangyang glared at her.
The meaning in his eyes was very clear, why are you so stingy?!
Yu Xiangnian glared back and said, "Listen to me, that's right!"
Yu Xiangyang: “···” Just listen to it once!
Wen Qiuning paid the bill and everyone returned.
On the way, Yu Xiangyang deliberately pulled Yu Xiangnian behind him. Yu Xiangnian knew that he wanted an explanation.
"You've helped her so much, and you still have to pay for the meal. Isn't that embarrassing for her? How will she feel comfortable asking you for help in the future?"
Yu Xiangyang suddenly realized and thought, it’s a good thing they didn’t get married.
The three of them went to move the cupboard and the remaining two stools, leaving only Wen Qiuning and Yu Xiangnian in the house.
Wen Qiuning planned to take down the curtains that were originally hanging in the house, wash them, and hang them up again.
Yu Xiangnian pulled out a few big unity notes from her pocket and handed them to Wen Qiuning. She didn't mince words, "You're going to need some small things to buy a new home. I have a hundred yuan here. I'll lend it to you first. I'm not in a hurry to use it, so you can pay it back slowly."
Wen Qiuning hesitated for a moment, then took the money and said, "Thank you."
She only had a little over ten dollars left, which was probably only enough to buy a quilt, but the family still needed to buy a lot of things.
Yu Xiangnian said: "Why thank you? Everyone encounters difficulties."
Wen Qiuning thought that the luckiest thing in her life was meeting Yu Xiangnian's family. Every time she was in danger, they helped her.
The three men moved the furniture back and there was nothing left for them to do here.
After the family left, Wen Qiuning hurried out to ask someone to make bedding.
After a busy day, I don’t have any energy in my body, but my heart is full of strength.
She sat at the table and wrote a letter to her mother, telling her that the house had been bought and asking her to come to Beijing to reunite with her as soon as possible.
The orange incandescent light cast a dark shadow on the table. She held a pen and wrote beautiful and powerful words on the paper. Her slender back was straight and strong.
Yu Xiangyang and Cheng Jingmo each rode a bicycle to school.
Cheng Jingmo still felt something was wrong, "Yu Xiangyang, you weren't like this to girls before?"
Yu Xiangyang asked back: "What was I like before? Were there any girls around me?"
Cheng Jingmo had only seen three girls around Yu Xiangyang. He analyzed the situation and said, "You asked Lin Ye to give you a ride on his bike, but you were willing to give Xia Qingyun and Wen Qiuning a ride."
"Lin can ride a bicycle, can they?" Yu Xiangyang asked again.
Cheng Jingmo thought about it and agreed.
Lin Ye is strong and has good skills, so Yu Xiangyang trusts her to carry him.
But I still feel something is weird.
Days of anticipation always pass quickly, and while we are waiting, time has already come to December.
Beijing welcomed the first snow of the year.
Yu Xiangyang, who is over 27 years old, is playing snowball fights with children, big and small, in the yard.
Although I was tired of playing last year, I was still full of enthusiasm when I saw the snow this year.
This year, he was even more interested and built a big snowman in the yard and gave it a name: Cheng Laoer.
Cheng Jingmo: “…” Thank you, Yu Lao San!
At this time, Wen Qiuning was waiting outside the train platform. There was a layer of white on his hat and shoulders, and a rare excitement surged in his usually cold eyes.
Finally, the train arrived at the station, and the corners of her lips curled up.
From the age of sixteen until now, she had spent very few days with her mother. From today on, the two of them could depend on each other as before.
Passengers swarmed down, and Wen Qiuning looked at everyone passing by without blinking.
I looked for a long time, my eyes were sore, but I still didn't see her waiting for anyone.
There were fewer and fewer passengers, and only a few people were walking on the platform.
A gray-haired woman was carrying a large woven bag on her shoulder and a large box in each hand.
The luggage made her body bend over and she walked forward with difficulty.
"mom!"
Hearing the voice, the woman raised her head, her eyes searched for a moment, and suddenly smiled, "Ningning!"
Wen Qiuning ran over and took the box from the woman while talking.
"Mom, let me carry you!"
Wen Qin said, "I can carry it. It's not even as heavy as a basket of grass."
Wen Qiuning carried two boxes and walked slowly beside her. "The road is slippery, please walk slowly."
Walking outside the train station, Wen Qiuning gritted his teeth and stopped two rickshaws.
Her mother must be tired after such a long train ride.
It was quite a distance from the train station to her home, it was snowing, and there was so much luggage, she didn't want to make her mother suffer any more.
But with two people and all that luggage, one rickshaw definitely wouldn't be able to carry them, so they had to stop two.
Wen Qin tugged at her clothes and complained, "We can just walk. Don't waste money."
Wen Qiuning pretended not to hear and put the luggage in the car, "Mom, get in the car quickly."
Wen Qin: “...” The luggage was all in the car, so she had no choice but to get on.
The two returned home.
Wen Qiuning quickly brought in the honeycomb coal stove that she had already lit before she left the house, and poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Wen Qin, "Mom, you warm up the fire for a while, I'll go cook."
Wen Qin said, "You can warm up by the fire too. I have a few steamed buns in my bag. Just heat them up on the stove and you can eat them."
As Wen Qin spoke, she took out a steamed bun wrapped in newspaper from her bag. The bun was so hard that it could be used to crack walnuts.
Wen Qiuning felt sad.
She knew that her mother had been eating these cold and hard steamed buns all the way here.
She said to herself: Wait for her for another year, until she starts working and can earn more money, and she will no longer let her mother live like this.
Wen Qiuning suppressed the feeling in her heart and smiled, "I'll be ready soon, you take a rest."
She walked outside to the stove and started cooking.
Building a new home would cost more than she had imagined.
Fortunately, Yu Xiangnian lent her money, so she had enough money to buy pots, pans, kettles, thermoses and other things needed to boil water and cook.
Wen Qin naturally couldn't sit idle either. She was packing the luggage inside.
There was a quilt in the woven bag, clothes in a box, and some things she couldn't bear to throw away in a box, so she brought them all with her.
It was a pity that her loom was too big and heavy to bring with her, so she sold it to a fellow villager at a low price.
The thatched hut they lived in was worthless, and all the miscellaneous items in the house were sold for less than thirty yuan.
There was no cabinet at home, so Wen Qin put the mattress back into the woven bag, put the quilt on the bed, and put the clothes and other things in the box.
Wen Qiuning made rice mixed with sorghum, a dish of stir-fried cabbage and meat, and a carrot soup.
This kind of meal was already a good meal for the two of them. In the past, they could not eat meat once in half a year.
The two of them ate by the fire. Wen Qiuning said, "Mom, I want to invite my friends to our house for dinner."
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