Chapter 137: Good Luck
An Zhixia wanted to open it out of curiosity, but he held her back and said, "Wait until I get downstairs before you look."
That being said, he had no intention of letting go of her hand. Instead, he held it tightly and rubbed it carefully. "I have thought about it calmly these days, and I still don't want to regret missing you. What should I do?"
An Zhixia stared at his buttons and began to miss him a little.
During this period, she was fed a lot of dog food by her brother and sister-in-law. This was not deliberately performed by the actors, but the real happiness from the heart, which made her feel itchy and an impulse was slowly sprouting and growing.
But for everyone, falling in love and getting married is like a gamble, a gamble on whether the other party can keep their promise to know, cherish and love each other and spend their lives together.
She was full of youth and was extremely pragmatic, so she tried to speak calmly and rationally:
"There has never been a love that cannot be separated from you in this world, Brother Yuan, you are a very good and capable man. But now you are trapped in Hetang Village, and you only see me, a young and beautiful girl, so you have an inexplicable impulse."
"When you return to Beijing and meet more beautiful and dazzling girls, you will understand that my attraction to you is just a simple attraction between a woman and a man, which is the effect of hormones.
We girls are not like you men who can talk about love and marriage based on the energy in our hearts. We want a lifelong guarantee, and such a guarantee cannot be expressed by a few words, a few things, or a few thoughtful actions." An Zhixia struggled to organize her words.
Fang Yuan chuckled, "Girl, I've experienced much more than you, and I know exactly what I want. You don't need to give so many reasons to reject me," he ruffled her fluffy hair, "I'll give you a year to prepare yourself mentally, and when I return to Beijing, we can talk about marriage."
She pulled his hand off unhappily, "Since you have already made up your mind, why are you still asking me?"
Fang Yuan wisely did not continue the topic and gave her a serious warning: "I know you are smart and capable, but in Kyoto, you are just a pretty lesbian with no background. Being too outstanding and outstanding will arouse jealousy and easily attract the attention of bad people.
Sometimes it's okay to be mediocre, so as to accumulate capital and strength and then make a big splash.
Do you understand what I mean? At least before I go to Kyoto to protect you, let's think more before we do anything, ok?"
An Zhixia's anger inexplicably subsided, and she hummed lazily, "I know, there's a sign falling over there, nine out of ten people have backgrounds, and I'm the one without a background. Even if I don't think about myself, I have to think about my brother and sister-in-law, and I will never be the first to do it!"
Fang Yuan affectionately tucked her hair behind her ears.
She took a half step back uncomfortably, but the other person followed her shamelessly, "Be good and wait for me to come over and support you."
After saying this, he stuffed something into her arms again and pulled Brother Hong out of the car.
The train began to blow its whistle, and the staff on the platform also puffed out their cheeks and blew their whistles, urging those on the train to hurry up and get off.
The newlyweds An Zhiqiu and Fang Hongye finally couldn't help but secretly hug each other tightly. Fang Hongye covered her mouth and got off the car crying.
As soon as the An siblings opened the windows, the train started slowly. Fang Hongye foolishly followed the train for a long distance.
An Zhiqiu was so distressed that he almost leaned out half of his body. He waved his hands and shouted, "Hongye, stop chasing me. I'll come back to pick you up after the New Year!"
"Alright, alright, it's just a few months of not seeing each other. If you miss your wife, just write a letter or call her. If not, just take a leave to visit her." Uncle Yang couldn't stand it anymore and yelled, "Why do I smell meat buns? I haven't slept all night to catch the car, and I'm starving. Let's eat something and take a good nap in the car. How comfortable is that?"
Come to think of it, they went to Kyoto for a better life, and the short separation was a preparation for a long reunion. The An brothers and sisters quickly adjusted their emotions, and their stomachs began to growl in protest.
The three of them ate the buns and went back to their beds to catch up on some sleep.
Uncle Yang lived on the lower bunk, An Zhiqiu lived on the middle bunk, and An Zhixia took the initiative to ask to live on the upper bunk.
An Zhixia finally had time to take out the things Fang Yuan had stuffed into her. With the dim light in the corridor, she could see clearly that it was a thick stack of bills wrapped in a green handkerchief, including bills for large radios, bicycles, sewing machines, national food coupons, and very rare foreign exchange bills. These things might not be exchanged for money, and she sighed softly, but the corners of her lips could not help but rise.
As someone who owns a large supermarket, is she someone who lacks these things?
What she lacks is this kind of affection, this kind of love that is held in someone's heart and is loved and pampered with everything.
If someone gives it to her, she should just accept it. Just like he said, there is still a year left and a lot can happen in a year. Maybe he has given up first?
If he was still so persistent, why not give it a try? She couldn't be single for two lifetimes, could she? It would be unfair to her beauty and figure, and it would be unfair to God for his kindness in two lifetimes! The smile on her lips did not fall, and she opened the letter written by the children.
The children expressed their longing for her and their deep reluctance to leave her, listed one, two or three touching stories that happened in their past, and promised to study hard and grow up hard so that they can reunite with Sister Xiao An as soon as possible. Finally, they hoped that they could keep in touch.
Their handwriting can only be described as serious and neat, with not a single pinyin or typo in the entire article. This thoughtfulness is worth her always thinking about.
After putting all these things into the supermarket, An Zhixia felt sleepiness coming over her. She leaned over to look at her brother and Uncle Yang, both of whom were snoring and sleeping soundly. She narrowed her eyes slightly. This train was from the neighboring province, so there were still many empty seats in the sleeper car.
There was no one across from them. It was 4:30 in the morning, when people were getting very sleepy. According to his brother's behavior, he would definitely let her sleep first while he looked after the luggage. After she had had enough sleep, he would catch up on his sleep. At the very least, he couldn't just fall asleep without warning.
She pinched the tender flesh of her thigh hard, and the sharp pain pulled her back from her sleep, and her confused brain struggled to function.
Even though the crackdown is very severe now, to the point where no one picks up anything on the street, there are still some people who cannot control their desire for money.
The clothes worn by the An siblings and Uncle Yang were clean and tidy, with simple and elegant styles. They were surrounded by people and waited to get into the car. They looked like fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Coupled with their considerable gifts, it is enough to make people bold enough to take the risk.
The sleepiness that was about to swallow up her rationality was the best explanation! However, no matter how she thought about it, she felt that this matter was not simple. How lucky was she to run into a professional thief gang when she went out as a cannon fodder?
(End of this chapter)
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