Chapter 201 I want to get married, and I can go to the capital after I get married

"That's right! Since you want to go, I'll take you there! Aunt Lin has already agreed this morning to let you go to school."

Agreed?!

Is it that simple?

Can he...can he really go?

Zhou Xiaochuan felt happy but also doubtful.

Jiang Rou gently touched the boy's head.

"Don't think too much, little kid. If Auntie Lin says it's okay, then it's okay. Next Monday, I'll go to the school teacher to handle the formalities, and you can go to school."

"When you go to school, you will be an elementary school student. On the first day of school, you have to wear new clothes and take a new schoolbag. The new clothes are the same as before. You have to pay attention to it. A new schoolbag must be made. After the nap, we will go to Aunt Song's house and use her sewing machine to make a new schoolbag."

"Are you relieved now? If you are, go back and take a nap. When you wake up, we will go to Aunt Song's house."

Not only going to school, but also a new schoolbag!

Jiang Rou had planned all these things.

There are also some unspoken pencils, papers, and stationery.

Whatever other children have, Zhou Xiaochuan in their family must have it too!

After listening to all Jiang Rou said, Zhou Xiaochuan was in a trance.

When he finally left, his steps were light and he felt for the first time that his life... was actually going so smoothly.

Can he really go to school?

Can those children who call him "crazy" really accept him?

The mature child has too many questions in his mind.

But as long as Jiang Rou said it, it would come true.

He can go to school!

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaochuan clenched his fists tightly.

The corners of his mouth had already been raised uncontrollably.

Zhou Xiaochuan walked to the door of the small room, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Jiang Rou.

【Thank you……】

The words of gratitude got stuck in my throat.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at Jiang Rou not far away, staring at her silently.

Jiang Rou was sitting on a small stool, her slender figure slightly curled up, her back bent, her head lowered, and holding a pair of Zhou Xiaohua's trousers in her hand.

The crotch of my pants was torn yesterday.

She used needle and thread to slowly sew up the tear, bit by bit.

【mother……】

The scene in front of me and the scene in my mind overlapped again.

Zhou Xiaochuan is no longer the sick and confused person he was on the night of the storm.

He clearly superimposed the image of Jiang Rouhe and his biological mother in his memory.

a moment.

The corner of his eye was burned.

Zhou Xiaochuan was startled and immediately turned around and ran back to the small room.

In the small room.

Zhou Xiaohua was sleeping with her arms and legs spread out, holding onto the quilt with one hand and stuffing it into her mouth, as if she hadn't eaten enough of the shredded chicken cold noodles she had for lunch.

Zhou Xiaochuan took off his shoes and went to bed.

He first pulled the quilt out of Zhou Xiaohua's mouth, and then while Zhou Xiaohua was humming, he hugged her familiarly and patted her back gently.

A quiet afternoon.

Zhou Xiaochuan clapped his hands and slowly closed his eyes.

"Xiaohua, do you think she is really our mother?"

The young boy murmured vaguely in a small voice.

…

This evening.

Lin Yulan listened to Jiang Rou's opinion and discussed with Yang Hongping, and readjusted the content of the subsequent May Fourth Youth Day cultural and artistic evening party.

She wrote down all the detailed processes in a notebook so that it would be more convenient when she communicated with the production team.

There are some things to pay attention to, and you must not be careless and record them one by one.

Lin Yulan wrote with full concentration.

There was the sound of a door opening in the yard.

He will come back at this time, and it’s not Liang Guangming anyway.

Liang Guangming is much busier than other group leaders. He basically has three meals a day in the cafeteria and can seldom go home on time.

If he could go home for dinner, Liang Guangming would arrange for security guards to notify Lin Yulan in advance.

The guard didn't come today, so the only one going home is Lin Yuyao.

Lin Yulan was still finishing up her notes and spoke without raising her head.

"Yuyao, I haven't had time to make dinner yet. Please wait a moment and eat later today."

Put it as usual.

If Lin Yuyao heard this, she would definitely complain like a spoiled brat.

But this time.

Lin Yuyao didn't even complain, and she didn't even hear the footsteps coming in.

Isn't this strange?

Lin Yulan put down the half-written notebook, stood up and walked out to take a look.

You won’t know until you see it.

Lin Yulan was shocked when she saw it.

The first thing she saw was a dress with bright red flowers.

The style of the blagi, with its large hem, came from the Soviet Union and is the most popular in the city.

【Bragi skirt illustration】

Such skirts are expensive to make and most people cannot afford them.

There is not a single military wife on the island who wears this kind of skirt.

The person wearing this skirt...is Lin Yuyao.

When Lin Yuyao was about to go out in the morning, she wanted to wear this skirt to the military camp, but Lin Yulan scolded her in a stern tone.

In the end, he left in military uniform.

Lin Yulan thought that Lin Yuyao realized the problem and gave up her beautiful dress.

Who would have thought...

In the blink of an eye, the bright red dress was worn by her again.

Lin Yulan frowned immediately.

What surprised Lin Yulan even more was that Lin Yuyao did not come back alone, but was sent back by a young man in military uniform.

The two men were still standing outside the yard gate, talking face to face.

There is nothing wrong with young men and women dating.

But considering that there are so many gossipy people in the compound, it would be easy for rumors to spread without the approval of the organization.

"Yuyao."

Lin Yulan opened her mouth and shouted.

As soon as she spoke.

When the young man heard Lin Yulan's voice, he thought that she was Liang Guangming's lover, so he didn't even dare to say hello. He waved at Lin Yuyao, turned around and left.

This time.

Lin Yulan's already wrinkled brows became even tighter.

This man is obviously unreliable.

Lin Yuyao seemed like nothing had happened. She was not in a hurry even though the young man ran away. She walked into the house slowly.

Lin Yulan asked anxiously.

"Yuyao, who was that person just now? Was he the one who sent you back?"

"He..." Lin Yuyao patted her skirt as she walked in. "He's from the military camp's propaganda department. He was the one who met Officer Li with me a few days ago. His name is Han Zhongshu. He used to be in the art troupe. He said he could play the accordion and insisted on performing for me. I couldn't refuse."

When Lin Yuyao spoke of Han Zhongshu, her tone was extremely cold and her expression was quite disdainful.

This made Lin Yulan even more unsure.

"Are you guys...making friends? Or are you interested in something else?"

Lin Yulan asked cautiously and carefully.

When Lin Yuyao heard this, she looked at Lin Yulan's nervous expression and chuckled.

"Sister, what are you thinking? Han Zhongshu looks good, but he has a low military rank, comes from an ordinary family, and is from the countryside. How can I develop other relationships with such a person?"

Since she fell in love with a scumbag in her last life, Lin Yuyao has had a great awakening.

Being with a man with no future will only ruin her life.

If Lin Yuyao were to marry, she would only marry someone like Liang Guangming and Zhou Chongshan who could go to the capital in the future!