Thoughtful

The youth camp collapsed, and everyone temporarily gathered at the village committee. Dozens of people were crowded in the small house. Everyone had not recovered from the disaster in the morning, and they were discussing the severity of the disaster.

It was still raining outside. Liang Qingqing and Liang Junqiang heard the news and came over with umbrellas to look for people. As a result, they never expected that Fan Yanxing was not there. They waited for a long time in the village committee before they saw him. As soon as he appeared, they quickly pulled him to a corner to discuss things.

It was agreed that Liang Junqiang would take the lead, but Liang Qingqing couldn't help but speak first. Faced with such fierce words, the former simply didn't see it, no, simply didn't hear it.

Fan Yanxing had just returned from clearing the mountain road with the village's repair team. He was still dirty. He paused to take off his raincoat when he heard Liang Qingqing's words. The corners of his mouth twitched, and then he pretended to be calm and took it off. He

was only wearing a thin sweatshirt under the raincoat. It was hard to tell whether it was wet by sweat or rain. The cold wind blew through the wrinkled corners of his clothes, sticking to his body, and his wild and tight muscles could be clearly seen.

"I..."

He was about to answer, but he caught a glimpse of Liang Qingqing in front of him. She didn't know what attracted her attention. Her eyes were focused on a certain place, and she looked at it intently. He looked along her line of sight, and his ears suddenly felt hot. He quietly put the raincoat in his hand against his chest.

"That's so embarrassing."

"What's there to be embarrassed about?" Liang Qingqing withdrew his gaze regretfully, then adjusted his expression and said seriously: "You have helped me so many times, it's my turn to repay you."

"It's very difficult to carry out the work of the team leader now. As new youths, we should set an example. Otherwise, the villagers will not want the educated youth to live in their homes, so where can we live?" "

It rains every day and it's very cold in the morning and evening. If we just find a place to stay, what should we do if we get sick?"

"Besides, you do practical work for the village every day, all of which are dirty and tiring work. If you don't rest well, how can you work the next day?"

Liang Qingqing spoke one set of big truths after another without giving people a chance to refuse.

Hearing this, Liang Junqiang nodded repeatedly. When he saw Liang Qingqing stop talking, he remembered that Ma Xiuzhi had reminded him, as her brother, to speak more before they left, so he cleared his throat and added.

"Yes, Yanxing, our whole family welcomes you. My mother also said that she would treat you to dinner. Don't refuse again. I know our family's conditions are not good, but at least we can shelter you from the wind and rain. Don't give up."

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing immediately waved his hand to interrupt, "No way, I have never thought about it that way. I just felt that it would cause trouble to you, so I refused."

"It's not a trouble, it's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks."

"Then... I will go and bother you for a while."

Seeing Fan Yanxing give in, Liang Qingqing's eyes flashed with a smile. It is said that those who are close to water and towering buildings will get the moon first. This time, she wants to see how he can escape from her Five Fingers Mountain!

"Then don't stand there, hurry up and take the luggage back to our house, mom is waiting for us to eat." Liang Qingqing was very active, and was about to help Fan Yanxing move the luggage, "Fan Zhiqing, where did you put your luggage?"

"It's not much, I can do it myself." Fan Yanxing didn't expect Liang Qingqing to be so enthusiastic, and for a moment he was a little overwhelmed.

"That's right, little sister, you don't have much strength, I can help." Liang Junqiang asked Liang Qingqing to guard the umbrella outside, and he followed Fan Yanxing into the temporary accommodation allocated to the educated youth by the village committee.

When the other educated youth saw the two people entering the door, they looked over curiously. After learning that Liang Junqiang and his sister took the initiative to take Fan Yanxing to live in his house, they immediately couldn't sit still.

In such weather, the air was already filled with a damp smell, mixed with the sweat of dozens of people, the stuffy smell of fabrics, the smell of feet and other various smells. The smell can be imagined.

If no villagers come to take them back to live at night, wouldn’t they have to sleep in such an environment? There is not even a bed or quilt, and life is unbearable!

Thinking of this, everyone ran to the team leader to complain.

Xie Qingbao had no choice but to give a tough order. He personally took the educated youth to knock on the door of each house and force people in. The villagers had no choice but to disagree. Fortunately,

the team leader promised to repair the new educated youth site as soon as the rain stopped, and would not let the educated youth disturb the villagers for too long.

Of course, this is all a story for later.

At this time, Liang Qingqing and his sister had already led Fan Yanxing on the road to Liang's house. He didn't have many things, so they moved them all in one trip without having to run back and forth.

Ma Xiuzhi had been waiting at the gate of the courtyard early. When she saw them from a distance, she came over with an umbrella. While helping to carry things, she greeted them warmly: "Hurry up and sit in the house. You can have dinner soon."

"Thank you so much, aunties." Fan Yanxing said gratefully to Ma Xiuzhi, who grinned and said: "Why are you being polite? Treat this place as your own home. Don't be restrained."

"Okay." Fan Yanxing nodded generously and followed Liang Junqiang into the room. After putting away the things, he went into the main room. Everyone sat together and chatted. He was a talkative person, and with Liang Junqiang next to him, the atmosphere was very lively.

When talking about the heavy repair work these days, Fan Yanxing and others who have joined the village rescue team have a lot to say.

"A tree as thick as my waist was broken by the impact. It took more than a dozen of us to lift it. Wow, that's the first time I've seen such a scene."

"That's nothing. The road to the north of the village was washed away. The old woman from the Deng family happened to pass by there and was almost crushed in the loess. Fortunately, she hid quickly."

"I don't know when the rain will stop."

Liang Qingqing and Wang Xiaomei happened to come over with a kettle and a bowl at this time. She replied casually, "It will rain for another three days."

After she finished speaking, she was stunned for a moment. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she quickly laughed and interrupted, "I guessed. Hahaha, come on, you have worked hard these days. I made a pot of mint water. Have a taste."

"I just drank two sips, it tastes really good." Wang Xiaomei praised generously, and then gave each person a bowl. Nowadays, most people don't have a special cup for drinking water. They just drink with a bowl, not so particular.

Hearing Wang Xiaomei say this, everyone is eager to try.

"It must taste good if it's made by the lady," Liang Xueyong was particularly supportive, and he started praising it before the water even entered his mouth, causing Liang Qingqing to glare at him unhappily, "Then Dad, drink more."

"Okay, okay." Liang Xueyong smiled and nodded repeatedly.

After pouring water for Liang Xueyong, Liang Qingqing took a step to the side and walked straight to Fan Yanxing, who held the bowl squarely with both hands to make it easier for her to pour water with the kettle.

"My father and his friends are going to help out on the road west of the village this afternoon. Are you going too, Fan Zhiqing?"

Liang Qingqing's clear voice came into the ears along with the sound of water. The deliberately low volume gave people the feeling that they were whispering to each other without being noticed.

Her arms were thin and white. When she held up the kettle full of water, the thin blue veins bulged slightly. She looked soft and weak, without much strength.

"I continued to go to the east in the morning. The situation there is more serious. It has not been cleaned up yet. I estimate that it will take two days in a row." As soon as the voice fell, the sound of water stopped abruptly. Before Liang Qingqing could react, the kettle in her hand was taken away by someone.

"This is heavy. Let me help. You sit down." Fan Yanxing held the kettle in his hand, turned around swiftly and began to pour water for the person next to him.

Seeing this, Liang Qingqing raised the corner of her mouth, did not reject Fan Yanxing's thoughtfulness, stared at his back, and smiled: "Thank you, Fan Zhiqing."

"Yeah." Feeling the burning eyes behind him, Fan Yanxing did not turn around, but just nodded softly.

The surrounding noise made the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly become subtle. Obviously, the distance was getting farther and farther, but he felt closer and closer, so close that he could clearly feel the temperature when she looked at him.

Fan Yanxing's body gradually became stiff, holding his breath, forcing himself to focus on the kettle, and smiling to answer other people's questions.

Fortunately, with the help of Wang Xiaomei, everyone present soon got a bowl of mint water. He put the kettle on the table and sat down. Then Liang Qingqing appeared from nowhere and sat down on the empty seat next to him. Then she looked at him with a smile, raised her chin slightly and pointed at the bowl on the table.

"Fan Zhiqing, try it."

The two big fox eyes were like instruments that could summon souls, shining with amazing light. Fan Yanxing didn't dare to look at her for more. He pretended to be calm and took a deep breath, raised the bowl and took a sip. He didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect that his eyes would widen in the next second, and he couldn't help but drink another big sip.

"How is it?" Liang Qingqing held her face with both hands, blinking nervously and expectantly. In fact, she already knew the answer through Fan Yanxing's reaction, but would she say it directly? Of course not.

With such a good opportunity, she would of course wait for Fan Yanxing to exaggerate it on his own initiative!

Hearing the question, Fan Yanxing's lips left the edge of the bowl, slowly lifted his eyelids and bumped into her eyes. The air stagnated for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his voice became a little hoarse, and the corners of his lips lifted up slightly. Perhaps Liang Qingqing herself did not realize that her eyes were full of confidence, and she was not as nervous as she showed on the surface.

Seeing her like this, he wanted to contradict her, but he couldn't bear to see the disappointment on her pretty face, so he finally said, "It tastes great. I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

As soon as he finished speaking, her expression instantly became proud, "Humph, there are so many things you don't know. You can slowly discover them in the future."

Later? Fan Yanxing pondered these two words carefully.

"What are you two whispering about?" Liang Junqiang, who was sitting on the other side of Fan Yanxing, leaned over and asked curiously. He had been paying attention to them for a long time, but the two of them didn't even give him a glance, so he had no choice but to speak first to increase his presence.

"Nothing." Liang Qingqing spoke before Fan Yanxing, making a playful face, "This is a secret between me and Fan Zhiqing."

It was clearly a discussion about whether the sugar water tasted good, but how did it become something unusual in her mouth?

Sometimes Fan Yanxing really admired Liang Qingqing's ability to turn black into white and white into black.