Si Yang didn't have the mood to play around with Pei Tingyu now, so he hurried to the hospital.
"Here." She handed the key to Yang Feng's house to Yang Xiaomai.
"You got the house back?" Yang Xiaomai's throat choked with excitement, but then she thought of something else, "Will they come back to make trouble again?"
Si Yang curled his lips, "Don't worry! I will find a way to let them retire in the labor camp. By the time they get out, they will probably have lost all their teeth."
Yang Xiaomai grabbed Si Yang's hand, eyes full of gratitude: "Huanhuan, thank you! If it weren't for you, my brother and I would be ruined. We owe you a favor."
Si Yang held her hand in return, his eyes sincere, "If it weren't for you, I would have been ruined long ago. What I did was just to repay your kindness. You don't owe me anything."
Yang Feng leaned against the headboard, looking at Si Yang with complicated eyes, "Huanhuan... seeing that you are living so well now, we are happy for you."
"Brother Yang Feng, you will get better and better." Si Yang sincerely blessed.
"Yes, we will." The brother and sister nodded.
Si Yang had to rush back to Yangcheng and couldn't stay here any longer, so she piled the things she bought for them on the bedside.
Yang Feng's surgery is scheduled for next week. The factory has already made arrangements and his original technician position will be reserved for him, so he just needs to focus on recuperating.
Yang Feng looked at Si Yang who was busy giving instructions, and finally swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his throat.
The Si Yang now is no longer the Zhao Huan of the past. Although their friendship still exists, it seems like there is something separating them and they can never go back to the way they were before.
Before leaving, Si Yang gave her contact address to Yang Feng, so that even though they were far apart in the future, they could still keep in touch through letters.
"When my children grow up a little, I will find a chance to come and see you." Si Yang had a smile on his face, but his eyes were uncontrollably hot.
Perhaps it was because she learned from Qin Shiyan that the so-called 'original owner' might be herself, that she could no longer remain a bystander when facing these old friends of the 'original owner'.
The memories of the 'original owner' merged with her in her mind, and it became increasingly difficult for her to separate herself and 'her' into two independent individuals.
So much so that now, she actually felt reluctant to leave these two people who should have been strangers.
It’s no wonder that Pei Tingyu was jealous even though he knew that Si Yang and Qin Siyang were two different people.
Once upon a time, the three "little mice" in the mining area shared happiness and misfortune together... Although life was not perfect, they also felt the warm sunshine in that dark corner because of each other's existence.
This friendship is worth cherishing for a lifetime.
Pei Tingyu keenly caught the emotions in Si Yang's eyes. He suppressed the jealousy that surged in his heart. In order to show his magnanimity, he took the initiative to invite Yang Feng to come to Beijing to find her at any time.
Yang Feng looked at Pei Tingyu, smiling faintly but very seriously, "Okay, I will definitely go."
Pei Tingyu's smile froze. He just said it casually and didn't want this person to take it seriously!
He cast an unfriendly look at Yang Feng from an angle where Si Yang couldn't see, "You'd better just say it."
Yang Feng just smiled and said nothing, ignoring his "warning".
Si Yang was completely unaware of the eye contact between the two men. After giving Yang Feng a few more instructions, she and Pei Tingyu left.
The train back to Yangcheng is tomorrow morning, so the two of them still have to stay in a hotel tonight.
Si Yang walked forward quietly along the way without saying a word.
It wasn't until she passed by a store selling wontons and dumplings that she remembered she hadn't had dinner yet, so she went in and ordered two bowls of dumplings.
She ate three taels and Pei Tingyu ate six taels.
Before the dumplings arrived, Pei Tingyu poured himself a dish of vinegar. The sour smell of the aged vinegar filled the air, and Si Yang frowned.
Pei Tingyu, on the other hand, picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of it without changing his expression.
Si Yang was startled, "What are you doing?"
"Can't you see I'm jealous?"
Si Yang: "..."
How childish is this bastard?
"I've already said that Brother Yang Feng is just a childhood friend."
"Listen to how gently you call him, and you even call him brother. You always call me by my full name." Pei Tingyu thought of Si Yang's red eyes just now, and his jealousy level skyrocketed.
Si Yang sighed silently: "Then what do you want me to call you? Brother?"
Pei Tingyu's face was full of childish stubbornness. "I don't care about being called the same name as others."
"So what do you want?"
"Call me husband..."
Si Yang: "..."
It’s a wonder he could think of that!
When they first got married, Pei Tingyu bit her earlobe and asked her what the most intimate term between husband and wife in her world was.
She had told him that there were people who called each other husband and wife, and he remembered it.
But it’s still the 1970s. How many people would call their lover “husband” in the street?
Pei Tingyu seemed to see her concerns and leaned over to whisper, "Call me at home..."
Si Yang held her forehead helplessly. Why didn’t she realize that this guy was so jealous?
When she returned to the hotel and washed up, she saw that Pei Tingyu had actually put the two beds together.
"Don't even think about messing around. This hotel bed can't handle it."
Pei Tingyu took off his shirt quickly, looked at her with a half-smile and said, "It doesn't have to be in bed."
Si Yang knew how much this man could cause trouble, and she didn't want to be taken away in the hotel as a slut, so she decisively rejected his request.
"Let's talk about it when we get home. Just go to sleep..."
But how could Pei Tingyu be so obedient? When Si Yang was feeding little Youbao, he would come up to her from behind, burying his head in the crook of her neck and stirring things up.
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