Nandu Airport---

Entrance to the commissary.

Song Yuqing's good friend and classmate, Du Chunmei, a neighbor girl of Song Zhichao's family, was glaring at the girl in the commissary angrily.

Du Chunmei in front of her was deliberately dressed up, wearing a very picky goose yellow tight sweater, wearing a very popular open-necked red ladies jacket for girls, and a pair of blue frosted jeans with apple brand underneath, her hair was also cleaned up, and the two sheep horns that were originally tied became a black curly hair, and the curly hair was stuck on the left with a red butterfly hairpin, obliquely covering half of her pretty face; she drew her eyebrows and painted purple eyeshadow, and the exaggerated eyeshadow made her black eyes appear bigger; her face was puffed with puff and red, and her lips were even more ruddy, and the whole appearance looked much more mature。

"Du Chunmei, why are you?" Song Zhichao said strangely.

After all, this is an airport, not a place for a student who is still in school.

"I skipped school. Du Chunmei looked at Song Zhichao and said.

"Skipping school?"

"Yes, it's truancy. Du Chunmei said, "I asked your sister Song Yuqing, and she said that she was leaving Nandu today, so I came." ”

"You skipped school in order to send me?" Song Zhichao was surprised.

The girl in the commissary stuck out her tongue even more, thinking that the current female students were really amazing, and they were more daring than themselves.

"That's right, as you said, as long as I study hard, I will marry me when I graduate. Du Chunmei said, "Have you forgotten?"

Song Zhichao then remembered that it was his perfunctory words before, but he didn't expect this girl to remember it so clearly.

Now it can't be said that it was a joke, so Song Zhichao had no choice but to divert the topic: "Then how can you study well like this? It's not right to skip school." ”

"I don't care, I'm going to send you!" After speaking, Du Chunmei walked to Song Zhichao's side and snatched the suitcase in his hand.

"It's heavy, be careful. After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he saw Du Chunmei picking up the suitcase very quickly.

Country girls are used to doing heavy work, and this is not a problem.

……

Fleeting ---

Inside the airport lounge.

Du Chunmei, who was originally out of breath, was sitting on the chair with a smile at the moment, swinging her legs, and eating the grilled sausage that Song Zhichao specially bought for her.

High-end food like grilled sausages, which were almost available on the streets and alleys in previous lives, were cheap, delicious, and very suitable for children, especially girls.

But in this era, grilled sausages, a "delicacy" imported from the West, were only available in airports and other places--- for the simple reasons that first, sausages were expensive, and second, ovens were expensive.

Seeing Du Chunmei's greasy mouth, Song Zhichao couldn't help but laugh, so he took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her.

Du Chunmei took a tissue and wiped her mouth vigorously, even wiped off the rosy lipstick on her lips, and threw it away, and the tissue was thrown on the ground.

Song Zhichao bent down to pick up the tissue, then walked a few steps and threw it into the trash can not far away.

When Du Chunmei saw Song Zhichao coming back, she said, "Did I do something wrong again--- shouldn't I throw the tissue on the ground?"

Habits are difficult to cultivate, because country girls like Du Chunmei have long developed the habit of throwing garbage--- not that they don't understand, but unconsciously.

"It's okay, just take your time. Song Zhichao said.

Du Chunmei took a bite of the sausage and said, "I'm not worthy of you." ”

Song Zhichao smiled.

"The commissary girl just now is not worthy of you. ”

Song Zhichao didn't speak.

With a snap, tears fell, and Du Chunmei said, "My hands are rough and have a lot of calluses. "My legs are too thick, and I work in the fields. "My face isn't white enough. "And my skin isn't good enough. ”

After saying this, Du Chunmei looked up at Song Zhichao: "Brother Song, you are handsome and capable, and most importantly, you are now from Hong Kong." ”

Song Zhichao smiled: "Nonsense, who said I was from Hong Kong?"

"They all say that--- you have made money in Hong Kong, and you will stay in Hong Kong in the future and will not come back. Du Chunmei's tears came out again, "Your sister Song Yuqing also said--- she said that in the future, you will take her to Hong Kong, live there, see the Four Heavenly Kings, and see the Aaron Kwok she likes." ”

Wiping away her tears, Du Chunmei asked Song Zhichao: "Yuqing, is she really going to Hong Kong?"

Song Zhichao was speechless, and finally had to nod and say, "Yes, but if there are conditions--- she can be in the top ten of the class in the exam, I will take her to Hong Kong." ”

Du Chunmei cried, "Can I go to Hong Kong too? Don't talk about the whole class, let me be in the top ten in the school!"

Song Zhichao: "......"

Du Chunmei cried even harder, "I know, you don't want to, because I'm not your sister, and you didn't like me from the beginning...... What you say is all for comfort, I know, I'm grown up, not a child. ”

Song Zhichao, silent.

Du Chunmei: "I know that Yuqing will change her fate when she goes to Hong Kong, she doesn't have to stay in this kind of place anymore, she can see a lot of new things and learn a lot of new knowledge--- and I, if I can't get into college, I can only continue to farm at home, if my life is good, I will go to work in a cotton mill, like a machine, and work hard to earn so much salary a month." When the time comes, it may be ten or twenty years, we will meet again, but the former friend will be very different, she will become foreign, just like the wealthy lady on TV, and I'm still a country woman with a few words!"

"Brother Song, I'm not reconciled! Why can't I change my fate? Is it because I don't have a good brother like you?" Du Chunmei cried out, crying profusely.

Song Zhichao was surprised, looked at the crying Du Chunmei, and couldn't help but glance at this little girl more......

Song Zhichao never expected that this seemingly inconspicuous little girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old would have such profound thoughts.

Seriously, compared to his sister Song Yuqing, Du Chunmei is more than twice as good at learning, and she is also diligent, the most important thing is that she is kind-hearted--- unlike Song Yuqing, who sometimes likes to be lazy and doesn't like to read very much, but likes to chase stars, fiddling with some foundation, lipstick, facial cleanser and other cosmetics.

In all respects, Du Chunmei is better than Song Yuqing.

However, she does not have a good brother and cannot easily change her fate.

As she said, if she can't get into college in the future, then the only way out is not to farm, or to work as a female worker in a factory.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was eager to change her fate, Song Zhichao remembered a conversation with his parents before leaving.

Song Zhichao persuaded them to put down everything here and go to Hong Kong with him in the future--- after all, Hong Kong in this era, both in terms of living conditions and quality of life, is much higher than that of the mainland, especially in fourth-tier cities like Nandu.

However, Song Zhichao's kindness was rejected by his parents Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng, on the grounds that they are very old and have adapted to living here, relatives and friends are here, and they are not familiar with life in Hong Kong, and they don't even have a person who can talk and chat, everything starts from scratch, it's too difficult!

Looking at Du Chunmei in front of him, thinking of his parents who rejected him, Song Zhichao understood for the first time what it meant to be "young and dreamy" and "spread his wings and fly high".

"Don't cry anymore!" Song Zhichao handed Du Chunmei a tissue, "Don't you just want to go to Hong Kong to study with Yuqing?" I promise you, as long as you can take the top ten in the school, I will send you and Yuqing to Hong Kong together. ”

Du Chunmei: "......"

looked at Song Zhichao stupidly, tears still rolling in his eyes.

"What do you mean...... Is it true?"

It looks incredulous.

"I never lie. Song Zhichao saw that she didn't take the tissue, so he took the tissue and wiped the tears on her face personally. "But after you graduate in Hong Kong, you need to help me in my company, do you agree?"

Sister Song Yuqing is a little unreliable, and Du Chunmei is a rare talent in comparison.

Du Chunmei nodded hurriedly: "Don't say to help you do things, even if you marry you!" After speaking, her face immediately turned red.

Song Zhichao suddenly remembered the game he had played in his previous life--- could it be said that this is called "Lori cultivation"?