"No, I..." Qiu Xiaoyan

shrank her neck in guilt after her secret thoughts were exposed. But before she could finish her words, Liang Qingqing suddenly stood up from the ground and interrupted her. She wanted to turn around and leave, but when she thought of the suffering Qiu Xiaoyan had endured for so many years and that she was also a girl, she softened her heart.

She pursed her lips and asked, "How young do you think he is?"

"Thirty-two years old." Qiu Xiaoyan stood up from the ground with Liang Qingqing. When she heard her ask this, she quickly answered.

"..."

You know, Qiu Xiaoyan is only nineteen years old, and there is a full thirteen years difference between the two. I really don't know where the so-called youngness comes from? Liang Qingqing regretted asking this question, but since the words were already out, she could only bite the bullet and remind him.

"Before making any choice, you should consider the consequences clearly. Can the man you mentioned really give you a good life? He is so old, and he is so obsessed with having a son. If you don't give birth to a son, let alone finding you a job or transferring your household registration, he will definitely kick you out, right?"

Hearing this, Qiu Xiaoyan's eyes widened, as if she was stimulated by this possibility. Her face turned very ugly, and she retorted sharply: "How is it possible? He is very good to me, he will not kick me out."

"What does good mean? Sweet words to coax you, or substantial material contributions?"

Qiu Xiaoyan was unable to answer. She hesitated for a long time, and Liang Qingqing realized that the man must have been trying to get something for nothing. Seeing that Qiu Xiaoyan was pretty and charming, and a country girl who had never seen the world, Liang Qingqing used her identity as a manager of the supply and marketing cooperative to coax her with all kinds of promises.

The divorce rate is very low these days, and everyone gets married early, so it is not easy for a widower to find a second wife. Most of them can only find a widow who is in the same situation as them. It can be said that it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to marry a young girl of equal status. After all, who in a good family would agree to let their daughter marry an old man, especially a widower? The ones

who can be married are either like the Qiu family, who sell their daughters for fame.

Or you can look for someone from the lower levels, the city dwellers look for someone from the countryside, the rich look for someone who is poor, the powerful look for someone who is not powerful...

And the man that Qiu Xiaoyan mentioned is obviously looking for a young girl, and he is reluctant to spend money and money, and he is very stingy, but he can still deceive Qiu Xiaoyan into being his wife.

Such a stingy man, do you expect him to fulfill his promise in the future? She won't believe it even if you kill her!

Liang Qingqing didn't even want to scold Qiu Xiaoyan for being stupid. She rolled her eyes speechlessly, and said with a headache: "After all, we have known each other for so many years, can you not only learn from "me" that I want to be a city dweller, but also learn from "me" how to choose people?"

For this matter, just treat it as paying off the "debt" for the original owner and accumulating blessings for yourself.

Hearing this, Qiu Xiaoyan widened her eyes, "Qingqing, is the person I chose not good enough?"

"Of course not, you'd better break up with him as soon as possible, otherwise you will cry in the future." Liang Qingqing made a long story short, and it was up to Qiu Xiaoyan whether she could listen to him or not.

"And your parents, you should be tougher. The laws of the country will back you up in everything. If they beat you again and force you to do something you don't want to do, send them to the police station and put them in jail. They don't treat you as their daughter, so why should you treat them as your parents?"

"You can't ruin your life for a few scumbags, right?"

"Also, don't come to me in the future. We're done with each other from now on."

Liang Qingqing patted the dust off her butt, took a last look at Qiu Xiaoyan, turned around and walked in the direction she came from. Not far away, she heard a burst of anxious footsteps behind her, but soon stopped not far away.

"Qingqing, I'm sorry."

Liang Qingqing's footsteps did not stop, and she walked forward step by step.

"Thank you."

Liang Qingqing didn't let out a sigh until she was almost at the door of the dormitory. Although Qiu Xiaoyan's behavior today was a bit disgusting, she still hoped that she could make a good choice.

Don't continue to suffer since birth.

She tiptoed back to the dormitory. Everyone was still sleeping. Liang Qingqing also dozed off for a while, but she was woken up not long after she fell asleep. The lunch break was over and they had to gather at the Broadcasting Bureau.

After so many days of training, the initial tension was no longer there. Several people walked together, talking and laughing.

Zhou Lilan asked about Qiu Xiaoyan, Liang Qingqing mentioned it and simply skipped it. Fortunately, she was a sensible person and did not ask any further questions.

The afternoon training was no different from the previous ones, except that Tian Fengchun called her to the office halfway through. The two sat face to face, and Tian Fengchun poured her a glass of water.

"How do you feel during this period?"

"Very good." Liang Qingqing smiled, her heart beating, and she vaguely guessed why Tian Fengchun called her here.

Sure enough, the next second Tian Fengchun got straight to the point and said, "I hope you will feel good when you go to the provincial capital."

His tone was slightly raised, but Liang Qingqing's heart suddenly shuddered. Tian Fengchun's words were undoubtedly reminding her that the provincial capital was different from the county town, and the former must be a hundred times more stringent than the latter.

But this did not make Liang Qingqing retreat. The smile on her face did not change, and even the tone of her voice did not change.

"Teacher Tian, ​​I will."

Hearing this, Tian Fengchun's eyes flashed with satisfaction, then he picked up the cup and took a sip of water, and said slowly: "After the training, I will give you five days to prepare your personal materials and luggage. I will see you at the Provincial Radio Bureau on the afternoon of the sixth day."

"The Provincial Radio Bureau has employee dormitories, and I have already applied for you."

"You have to be prepared. You may not have much time to go home in the next few days."

Liang Qingqing was mentally prepared for all this and nodded in agreement. Tian Fengchun said a few more words to her and let her go out to continue the training.

After a few more days, the training officially ended. After having the last breakfast at the Radio Bureau, everyone picked up their packed luggage and prepared to go home.

"Qingqing, I'm leaving first." Zhou Lilan waved to her. It was her eldest brother who came to pick her up. Both of them had their hands full of things. Liang Qingqing was tidying up the books on the table. "See you in the village."

"Okay, see you in the village." Zhou Lilan was sharp-eyed and saw the book she had lent to Liang Qingqing before. She said casually, "Just return it to me when you've finished reading it. I'll come to your house to visit you then."

"Okay." Liang Qingqing hid the book behind her with a guilty conscience. She hadn't finished reading a single page since she got it. Fan Yanxing, who was helping her tidy up the quilt behind her, happened to see her little action. He subconsciously glanced at the book cover and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Doesn't she hate reading this type of book?

Seeing Liang Qingqing's acceptance, Zhou Lilan smiled and then greeted Fan Yanxing openly, then turned and left. Brother Zhou, who was watching the whole process beside her, was a little dazed, "Don't you like Fan Zhiqing?" "I

used to like him." Zhou Lilan nodded and didn't deny it.

"Then why are you so close to Liang Qingqing?" Generally, when enemies meet, it's good not to pull each other's hair. Why is it that her sister's relationship has become harmonious?

Zhou Lilan glanced at her elder brother and snorted, "I don't like him anymore. A man is not as important as his friends. Besides, he's already dating someone. Why should I target Qingqing? Isn't this just trying to be a mistress? I'm not that dirty."

Brother Zhou scratched his head and sneered. He thought that was true. Besides, Zhou Lilan was open-minded, which was better than anything else. When he saw how Fan Yanxing and Liang Qingqing got along, he knew that his sister had no chance.

Although they didn't have any intimate behavior, the atmosphere was something that no one else could get into.

Besides, building a good relationship with a promising fellow villager like Liang Qingqing would only bring benefits. When he returned, he would also suggest that his parents get along more with the Liang family.

After Zhou Lilan and the others left, Liang Qingqing and Fan Yanxing were the only ones left in the dormitory. While she was tidying up the things on the table, she turned her head and glanced at Fan Yanxing. He was very skillful and had already folded up all the quilts and sheets and packed them in a big bag.

"Didn't you say my second brother would come to pick me up?"

Because of the house, Fan Yanxing was very busy every day, so he asked someone to send a letter two days ago saying that he couldn't pick her up. So when Liang Qingqing saw him this morning, she was surprised for a long time. At that time, it was difficult to ask because there were so many people around. Now that there were only the two of them left, it was just right for him to answer her questions.

"You're finally able to go home, so of course I have to come to pick you up, otherwise what kind of partner would I be." After finishing all the work, Fan Yanxing leaned lazily on the bed frame, a smile spilling from his lips, and he lowered his voice and said meaningfully: "If I really don't come, won't someone take the opportunity to find fault with me?"

There was no need to guess who this "someone" was referring to. Liang Qingqing curled her lips with a fake smile, "Then you're really a competent partner."

"Of course." Fan Yanxing was so thick-skinned that he seemed like he didn't understand her weirdness at all. He even had the mind to walk forward and close the door. Then he came back and rested his chin on her shoulder. His hot breath sprayed on her skin, causing itching.

Liang Qingqing's ears turned red, and she shrugged uncomfortably, wanting to push his big head away, "What are you doing? Someone might see us later."

"The door is closed, there's no one here." Fan Yanxing held her hand, poked the title with his fingertips, and laughed solemnly, "Can you read it?"

"Why not? I've read some of it." Liang Qingqing denied it subconsciously.

Fan Yanxing didn't believe her nonsense at all, and inserted his fingertips into her fingers, clasped their fingers tightly, and asked casually, "Oh? Who is the author?"

How would she know?

Liang Qingqing rolled her eyes, and the other hand that was not caught by Fan Yanxing was about to secretly turn the pages of the book. As a result, as soon as she touched it, she heard a chuckle in her ear. Obviously, he discovered her little action. She was angry and her face turned red. She angrily put the book heavily on the table.

"I just don't have a literary atmosphere. I don't like reading this type of book."

"It has nothing to do with whether there is a literary atmosphere or not. Everyone has different preferences. If you don't like it, don't read it, but you are not allowed to lie." Fan Yanxing turned Liang Qingqing over, and the two stood face to face. Her waist was leaning on the edge of the table. The wooden table was a little uncomfortable, so she leaned forward, and her lower body bumped into something incredible.