Chapter 8 Love?
On the way back from the bank, Tan Xiaoxiao's expression was obviously much more relaxed, and a long-lost smile bloomed on his face.
When Wei Xiu saw this scene, he was overjoyed, and thought for a while: "I'm afraid 40,000 yuan is not enough, right?"
Tan Xiaoxiao's face suddenly fell, and heavy sorrow surfaced on his brows again.
Wei Xiu wanted to slap himself, he had to mention this matter if he didn't say anything, couldn't he wait until he got the money to ask?
"Well, probably...... Almost. It's not much, but at least my dad can be transferred to the ICU, and as long as he is transferred in, maybe my dad's condition will stop deteriorating. Tan Xiaoxiao pretended to be relaxed.
"Almost?, what is 40,000 yuan enough for an ICU place?" Wei Xiu thought in his heart, and he didn't break it.
"The money is clean, you can use it with confidence, and I'll figure out how to get the rest of the money." You can do part-time work in the future, but you must eat three meals well, and don't do too much part-time work, if your body is also crossed, your mother doesn't have so much energy to take care of two people. Wei Xiu said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"yes, I see. Tan Xiaoxiao nodded, and then said with some hesitation: "Where did you get so much money......? I'll pay you back, even with interest, as long as you give me time. ”
Wei Xiu smiled and said, "Okay, I don't have much of anything, it's just that I have enough time, so you can pay it back slowly!"
Wei Xiu's "mean" words made Tan Xiaoxiao laugh, and waved his small fist and hit Wei Xiu's body. Then suddenly, taking advantage of Wei Xiu's inattention, he hugged Wei Xiu, buried his head in Wei Xiu's chest, and refused to move it.
Wei Xiu was stunned, standing there in a daze, his whole body was tense and he didn't dare to move for a long time, and he didn't know where to put his arms.
Tan Xiaoxiao, who was buried in Wei Xiu's chest, cried, and Wei Xiu's avoidance of the origin of the money made her think that she guessed correctly. 40,000 yuan, how many people do you have to borrow to get it together, look at Wei Xiu's tired expression, dark circles under his eyes...... Tan Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to think about it.
Why didn't she find out how good he was? Fortunately, it wasn't too late, wasn't it?
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When Professor Bian was in class today, it was obvious that the student he admired the most was a little distracted in class today. However, the university curriculum has always been relaxed, and she has always loved to learn but not to learn, as long as she doesn't fail the course, it's good to teach her anything, just remind her after class.
Mu Qingqing, who is regarded as the most admired student by Professor Bian, was in a trance thinking about an antique at home at this time.
The wood carving that a classmate named Wei Xiu sold to her family heard from her father last night that she had found a buyer, and the buyer's bid was astonishingly high! It was as high as 1.1 million yuan!!
Even if Mu Qingqing, a family of antiques, has only a handful of million-level antiques, not to mention that the wood carving is equivalent to her father's leakage?
One million yuan is not a huge amount of money for her Mu family, but it is a very worthy and proud thing to be able to pick up antiques that leak to the million-level level.
According to my father, the reason for the million-dollar value was the carved wood, which is said to be a species of tree that is now extinct. Once anything is associated with words like "rare" and "extinct", its value will inevitably increase.
Professor Chang even has a time when he looks away!!
Because of this million-level antique, Mu Qingqing didn't sleep well all night, because this wood carving was almost bought by her!
She doesn't care about the million yuan, but she cares about the sense of accomplishment of picking up the leak!!
When he thought of this antique, it was natural, and the face with a little caution and peace in his simplicity was reflected in Mu Qingqing's mind.
'That guy...... It seems quite scary. Mu Qingqing smiled, no matter how she looked at it, she felt a little in love. However, in reality, she was just a little sympathetic and gloating about missing a million-level antique Wei Xiu.
When the bell rang for the end of class, Mu Qingqing hurriedly packed up his things and prepared to go home.
Unexpectedly, just after the lecture, she was stopped by Professor Bian. Professor Bian looked serious and vaguely mentioned her distraction in class.
Mu Qingqing playfully stuck out her tongue and said, "Professor Bian, people haven't been feeling well lately, so ...... I'll be sure to listen carefully next time!"
Professor Bian showed a kind smile and was about to say a few words of concern, when a shout suddenly came from the door: "Mu Qingqing, there is a boy looking for you!"
Professor Bian's smile suddenly froze, and when he saw Mu Qingqing turn his head and see the boy who appeared at the door, the smile on his face bloomed, and he walked quickly towards the boy.
Professor Bian suddenly understood something, this is a female college not in love, right? No wonder he smiled when he was distracted in class, and when he looked at this appearance, he saw that his lover didn't even care about his mentor, and his arm turned outward.......
Bastard boy, you can't talk to anyone, you have to find the student I admire the most, this is going to ruin my most proud student in the future!
Wei Xiu said hello to Mu Qingqing with a smile, and felt the fierce eyes of the old professor standing on the podium, and suddenly asked a little inexplicably: "This teacher of yours is quite fierce?"
"Is there one?" Mu Qingqing, who had already walked out of the classroom, leaned back, poked out his little head to look at Professor Bian, and waved his hand pretending to say hello: "Goodbye, Professor Bian!"
After speaking, he retracted his head and said with a strange expression: "Is it a little fierce? It can't really be that I'm angry because of my distraction, right? It's over, Professor Bian knows Grandpa Chang...... How so...... Woo woo woo ...... "The kind of fake crying that girls will have in the end, the soft tone is so cute."
Wei Xiu looked at Mu Qingqing, who gave him a completely different feeling, in surprise, and always felt that she was a little different from the girl who saw her that day.
"What are you looking at!" Mu Qingqing, who was a little angry, glared at Wei Xiu.
The sound carried the "ah" sound of the Jiangnan Water Town, and the wet Ruru Ling Wei Xiu's bones were almost crispy, and he hurriedly denied it: "It's nothing, I didn't see anything!"
Mu Qingqing glanced at the flustered Wei Xiu strangely, pursed his lips and smiled: "What's the matter with me?"
"It's okay...... Something, I'm ...... I've got something in my hand that I want your dad to help with an appraisal, and by the way, an appraisal. Wei Xiu said honestly. 'I would like to ask you where I can find antiques?'
The last sentence Wei Xiu just thought about it in his heart, but didn't say it, feeling that now was not the opportunity.
"What, do you have an antique again?" Mu Qingqing's surprise suddenly stopped, turned around and turned to her sideways.
"No, it's not an antique, where did I get so many antiques? It's just a very interesting thing, I'm a little unsure of the value, so I want to ask Boss Mu." Wei Xiu seemed to be sincere, but he was muttering in his heart, if it weren't for your guidance on Taobao places, I wouldn't have gone to your house to sell gold!
"Interesting stuff? Okay, I just don't have a class down there, let's go." Mu Qingqing was very smart and didn't ask about anything interesting, anyway, she was going to get it to her house, so she wasn't afraid that she wouldn't know.
So many people saw Mu Qingqing, who had always been alone, talking and laughing with a boy and going to the parking lot, and then the two entered the same car together and left.