"Brother, how long can you rest this time?" Nanqiao suddenly thought of this question, closed the book and looked at Nanzhou eagerly, waiting for his answer.
"I can stay for three to five days. The leave application came a little suddenly, and I have things to do when I return, so I can't stay for long." This leave was negotiated with my superiors for a long time, so naturally I can't stay too long.
"So you still want to go home?"
"No, we won't go back. We'll waste time on the road. Let's wait until the Chinese New Year to see if my parents can come to your place. We'll spend the Chinese New Year here." Nanzhou thought for a moment and said, he couldn't bear to let his sister stay here for even a day, let alone spend the Chinese New Year alone...
"By the way, can you speak foreign languages normally to communicate with foreigners?"
"Sure, what's wrong?" Nanqiao didn't understand why his elder brother suddenly said this.
"There is a comrade working in this town. I have to go meet him in the next few days to see if there is a chance to get you out." Nanzhou said as he pondered. It is possible that there are not many people who can speak foreign languages in small places, but in recent years, local governments have foreign exchange tasks, and Nanqiao may have a chance.
"It's okay, brother. I'm fine here too. But if there's a chance, I can take the exam myself. Let's not owe them so many favors. And your position is sensitive now, so we still have to be careful."
"I know, I just want to ask and seize the opportunity." Nanzhou naturally knows that some things are very sensitive now, and he will not touch things that cannot be touched.
"Yeah," Nanqiao nodded.
"Brother, drink this, it's the sour plum soup I made myself." After saying this, he looked at Nanzhou expectantly, waiting for him to express his opinion after he finished drinking it.
Nanzhou took it and took a bite, a hint of surprise flashed across his stern face.
“It tastes good. The ones I drank before were a bit sweet, but this is just right, very refreshing.”
"That's good, I'll cook for you every day." Nanqiao was very satisfied when she saw that her brother liked it.
Sheng Yanchuan, who was outside the courtyard, came over and saw the two people talking and laughing. If he hadn't known that Nanqiao's brother was coming over in the next few days, he would have been so jealous.
Just now when he returned to the village, he heard many women in the village say that a man brought back the educated youth from the south. He was wearing a military uniform and looked very heroic.
As soon as Sheng Yanchuan heard it, he knew that it was Nanqiao's brother who came. He stood there restlessly when he got home.
I finally figured out that Nanqiao should have woken up from his nap, so I came over with half a watermelon.
But seeing Nanqiao chatting and joking with other men without any defense, even if he is his brother, Sheng Yanchuan felt a little sad. He just hoped that his brother would only do this to him.
"Sister Nanqiao, we are here to bring you some watermelon." While Sheng Yanchuan was thinking about it, Taohua was lying on the gate and shouting inside.
Sheng Yanchuan came back to his senses when he heard Taohua's voice and walked towards the gate.
Nanqiao looked towards the door after hearing the voice. After being slightly startled, he pretended to be calm and introduced them to his eldest brother, saying, "This is the owner of this courtyard's second son Sheng Yanchuan and youngest daughter Taohua."
"Taohua, come in quickly," Nanqiao said and stood up to greet him. Nanzhou followed behind Nanqiao and looked at Sheng Yanchuan sharply.
"Sister, this is what mom asked us to bring. She said your brother is here. Eat some watermelon to cool down." Taohua said, pulling her brother and asking him to put the watermelon on the table.
"Then Taohua, remember to thank Aunt Xiumei for me," Nanqiao said, and winked at Sheng Yanchuan, signaling him to stop talking nonsense.
Sheng Yanchuan naturally understood the meaning of Nanqiao's eyes. At this time, he had no time to behave well, so how could he say nonsense?
"My mother also asked me to thank my sister for the sauce and dried meat. They were so delicious!" Taohua said happily.
"Just like it"
While Nanqiao and Taohua were chatting, Sheng Yanchuan put the watermelon on the table in the face of Nanzhou's sharp gaze, stood up and said, "Nan Zhiqing, Comrade Nan, you guys chat, we won't disturb you."
"Thank you, watermelon," Nanzhou nodded and said politely
Sheng Yanchuan originally wanted to sit down and chat to improve his impressions, but seeing Nanzhou's cold and somewhat repulsive face, he had no intention of keeping them.
Sheng Yanchuan was too embarrassed to stay any longer, so he took Taohua home.
But I still feel a little emotional. If I were not the leader, the sharpness of his eyes was no joke.
Even though he had been in the black market for many years and had suppressed his subordinates, he was a little nervous when he was being watched.
Anyway, Nanqiao's family all have decent jobs, so I suddenly feel that my identity as the second boss of the black market... is a bit inappropriate...
I don't know what seems to be able to open up the trade....
"Do they come here often?" After Sheng Yanchuan and Taohua left, Nanzhou cut the watermelon and brought it out, then sat on the chair and asked
"It's OK. We live next door. Aunt Xiumei sometimes takes good care of us."
"Well, in addition to studying, there is one more thing. You are not allowed to date in the village. Protect yourself."
Nanqiao picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite, then said vaguely, "I know, brother, eat it quickly, the watermelon is so sweet."
Nanzhou also picked up a piece and took a bite. It was indeed very sweet. "Are there a lot of watermelons here?"
"It seems that some of them are grown by Aunt Xiumei. The supply and marketing cooperative occasionally sells them, but they are relatively rare."
"Well, if you want to eat, we can buy it ourselves. The villagers can chat about family matters when they are free. Don't be constrained by others during these hours." Nanzhou urged him worriedly.
"I know! Brother, why didn't I realize before that you nag me more than dad does?"
"Why, do you dislike me?" Nanzhou tapped Nanqiao's forehead lightly and said with a chuckle.
"How could that be, brother? Don't worry, I know what's going on." Nanqiao said seriously.
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