Mrs. Hua responded and followed Jiang Yanqing into the house. Jiang Yanqing entered the kitchen carrying steaming rice dumplings and came out soon.
However, Mrs. Hua looked at the overflowing bowl and complained with a smile, "Hey, Xiao Jiang, I came here to bring you some rice dumplings. How can I take them back?"
Jiang Yanqing handed the bowl back, "Sister Hua, I feel embarrassed that you are so polite. This is the smoked sausage I brought from my hometown. You guys should try it too."
After some polite exchanges, Mrs. Hua happily went back with the smoked sausage. Jiang Yanqing also closed the yard door and went into the kitchen.
I was just worrying about what to eat in the morning, and now this is ready.
Jiang Yanqing washed her hands and picked up a rice dumpling. The hot rice dumpling exuded the unique fragrance of the rice dumpling leaves. As the rice dumpling leaves were slowly peeled off, the sweet fragrance of glutinous rice was emitted.
Jiang Yanqing, who hadn't eaten zongzi for a long time, took a light bite. The chewy glutinous rice zongzi tasted very good, and there was half a candied date wrapped in the middle of the zongzi.
After eating two rice dumplings and drinking a cup of soy milk made from soy milk powder, Jiang Yanqing burped with satisfaction.
She went back to her room, changed into a light green skirt, put on the white rubber sandals she bought at the department store, locked the yard door, and walked out.
As expected, people had fewer entertainment activities in those days, and the atmosphere of celebrating the festival was particularly strong. Many people would visit relatives on this day, and the streets were full of people coming and going.
Moreover, most people were carrying fruits, canned goods and the like, with smiles on their faces. The children were jumping around, thinking that they would have something delicious to eat.
Jiang Yanqing was infected by the joy of others celebrating the festival, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.
Jiang Yanqing was not in a hurry and walked slowly towards the department store.
Unexpectedly, I saw an acquaintance on the way. At the door of a grain and oil shop, a thin young man was carrying two bags of rice on his shoulders, with sweat running down his cheeks.
The boy didn't seem to feel the heat. He wiped his neck with the towel and strode into the store.
For some reason, this scene made Jiang Yanqing feel very uncomfortable. From the few brief times she had spent with Fang Mingxiao, she could feel that he was a cold and unruly person.
Such a boy does hard labor and life has bent his back.
It’s not that he has succumbed to life, or that he shouldn’t do this, but when people look at him, they feel inexplicable pity. Yes, it’s that inexplicable pity again.
At that moment, Jiang Yanqing even felt that she was possessed by an evil spirit. Although she had often donated money to charity in her previous life, it was mostly for the sake of face.
Apart from friends I have known for many years, I rarely really care about someone. Now, I am emotionally moved by a boy I have only met a few times.
Of course, Jiang Yanqing didn't think there was anything wrong at this time. She just thought that Fang Mingxiao and herself had saved each other before, so there was more involvement.
Just when Jiang Yanqing was in a daze, Fang Mingxiao, who was moving things, also noticed him. He looked at him with no warmth in his eyes, and then retracted his gaze indifferently.
The girl standing in the distance, with fair skin and wearing a light green dress, is a beautiful sight just standing there quietly.
The scorching sun of this summer shines on the girl's body, as if coating her with a layer of light, which dissipates a lot of the heat all over her body. It's so beautiful!
It is so beautiful, so beautiful that people dare not get close to it.
Neither of them took the initiative to call each other, but they were tacitly thinking about each other in their minds.
Jiang Yanqing found a place under the shade of a tree and waited for about half an hour. Fang Mingxiao finished his work and walked towards Jiang Yanqing with his meager wages.
There was no expression on the boy's face, but Jiang Yanqing felt a sense of alienation.
This feeling really comes out of nowhere!
Jiang Yanqing looked at Fang Mingxiao with a smile and said, "Happy holidays! How many days will the school be closed?"
The girl's unique sweet voice reached Fang Mingxiao's ears, but when it came out of Jiang Yanqing's mouth, it had a hint of sharpness.
Fang Mingxiao opened his thin lips and said, "Two days."
It’s one day less than Jiang Yanqing and the others, but high school is busier, which is normal.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yanqing said, "How about we celebrate the festival together? I just need your help with something, is that okay?"
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Fang Mingxiao subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after Jiang Yanqing finished the second half, Fang Mingxiao nodded, "Okay."
The two agreed that Jiang Yanqing also wanted to go to the department store to buy some things. Since they were celebrating the holiday together, they might as well buy some holiday items.
Fang Mingxiao was originally looking for odd jobs, and he would be done with them once he was done, so there was nothing else to do, so he naturally accompanied Jiang Yanqing.
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