Jiang Yanqing upstairs was dreaming of getting rich at this time and was completely unaware of Fang Mingxiao's confusion.
But even if I knew, I would just smile faintly, hehe, of course my sister doesn’t regard you as a man yet!
It was just that Jiang Yanqing in her previous life was already in her twenties and almost thirty, more than ten years older than Fang Mingxiao. She had only traveled through time a few days and hadn't yet adapted to the body of a fourteen-year-old girl. In her eyes, Fang Mingxiao was just a brat who hadn't even grown all his hair yet.
Besides, there is the space to protect me. I am quite alert because I have practiced martial arts, and there are all kinds of weapons in the space, so I am not afraid anymore.
Even if a thug comes, I can be sure to beat him until he cries for his parents.
Of course, there is another reason, which is naturally the relationship between the two. Fang Mingxiao saved the original owner and himself, which is considered a good young man who is brave and righteous in modern times, and he is definitely not a bad person.
This reason deepens the affection in one's heart and naturally brings two people closer together, which is understandable.
After a good night's sleep, Jiang Yanqing was awakened by the dazzling sunlight early the next morning. She saw a lot of dust accumulated on the window yesterday, so she didn't close it.
The sunlight shone straight in through the transparent window glass. Jiang Yanqing yawned and sat up hugging the quilt.
After rubbing his hair, Jiang Yanqing quickly got out of bed. He had a lot of things to do today and had to rush back to the coal mine this afternoon.
After entering the space and washing up, Jiang Yanqing put on yesterday's clothes and went downstairs, preparing to ask Fang Mingxiao to go out for breakfast together.
After calling out twice, Fang Mingxiao didn't respond. Jiang Yanqing walked to Fang Mingxiao's door and knocked, but there was still no response.
Just as she was about to push the door open, there was a movement at the gate. Jiang Yanqing looked back and saw a tall figure walking in against the sunlight.
The boy was not yet fully grown, with a youthful face and neat short hair. He was wearing a blue sweater with a white shirt collar showing at his neck, a popular style of clothing at the time. However, the sweater was already worn out and even had pilling on it.
Looking down, the black pants were ordinary, and the Liberation shoes on his feet were also very old, with some cracks on the edges. For a moment, Jiang Yanqing felt a trace of pity in her heart.
Yes, it is pity. Think about the city boys in the future who don’t have to worry about money, wear branded clothes from head to toe, play basketball, and interpret the beauty of youth.
But the boy in front of me, although still young, has a hint of old age and no smile on his face.
Jiang Yanqing stared at Fang Mingxiao blankly until Fang Mingxiao called her two or three times before she came to her senses. A trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she walked to the dining table.
It turned out that Fang Mingxiao went out to buy breakfast: a basket of steamed dumplings and two sauce-flavored pancakes, with the wrapping paper spread out and placed on the table.
Jiang Yanqing sat across the table from Fang Mingxiao, picked up a sauce-flavored pancake, and asked, "What time do you go to school?"
"I'll go after I finish eating."
There’s nothing wrong with going after you finish eating.
They looked at each other in silence while they ate breakfast, which took less than ten minutes. Fang Mingxiao returned to his room, got his bag, and slung it over his shoulder. "I'm leaving now. Thank you for last night."
Jiang Yanqing came out of the bathroom after washing her hands, ran to Fang Mingxiao in three or two steps, took out a five-dollar bill from her pocket and handed it to him.
He said, "You worked so hard to fix the water pipe last night, how can I have the nerve to ask you to buy breakfast? Here, take this."
Fang Mingxiao stood straight, looked at Jiang Yanqing intently, and replied, "No need. I stayed here last night, so it's only natural for me to do something."
Jiang Yanqing forcefully stuffed the banknotes into Fang Mingxiao's hand and said impatiently, "Hey, just take it if I give it to you. I can't even afford to hire a worker for this much money."
"You know, my parents are dead, and I'm all alone. If I need anything in the future, you have to help me!"
Then he pushed Fang Mingxiao and said, "Hurry up and go to school. Don't be late later."
Fang Mingxiao staggered and took a few steps. By the time he walked out of the door, his hands were sweating from squeezing the banknotes.
Although Jiang Yanqing said that she wanted to ask him for help, Fang Mingxiao felt that this might just be an excuse for her to help him. She could afford such an expensive house, so why would she worry about not finding someone to help?
No matter what the two of them thought, half an hour after Fang Mingxiao left, Jiang Yanqing also came out of the house with a new lock, locked the gate, and walked out.
Carrying a torn black bag across her shoulder, Jiang Yanqing asked for directions and headed towards the city's First Hospital.
Before going to bed last night, Jiang Yanqing thought about finding Tang Lei to sell a batch of pork to make some money first.
Later, I thought that I was not very familiar with Tang Lei, and it would be bad to behave too unusually in front of him. If he had any bad intentions, it would be troublesome.
So Jiang Yanqing planned to disguise herself and go to the hospital to sell some tonics. These things were in great demand by the hospital staff, but they might not be available.
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