Hu Guoguo rarely saw Qiao Jiayue once, so he pestered her to talk, and Deng Ying had no choice but to chat with Old Man Hu.

Old man Hu is erudite and has his own unique views on everything, even for someone like Deng Ying who can't speak, he can make the other party feel like a spring breeze.

Deng Ying chatted with Old Man Hu once, and was also a little curious about him, and on the way home, he told Qiao Jiayue about the old man.

Hu Ailan has said something about the old man, and Qiao Jiayue still remembers a little.

My wife died of a sudden illness on the way to the decentralization, and the only child also disappeared in the decentralization.

Deng Ying couldn't help but be silent when he heard this, such things were not uncommon for him. Their Deng family is lucky, everyone is good, and now they can make a comeback.

But there are not many people like Old Man Hu, and it is not uncommon to see even more miserable ones.

But not everyone can get back up and start a new life.

Maybe for Old Man Hu, Hu Ailan's mother and daughter are the salvation of his already desperate life.

"When are you going to go home?" Deng Ying asked in a low voice.

The weather was cold, and there were not many people still walking outside, and it was white everywhere.

"I'm waiting for Changping to come over, and we'll go back together. "It's too stressful to be in a car alone.

"You decide the time, I'll buy the ticket for you. ”

When the two of them walked to the intersection, a strong wind suddenly blew, and some snow slag rushed towards them.

Qiao Jiayue was dazzled, and hurriedly took off her gloves and was about to rub them.

Deng Ying stopped her, "Don't rub it, I'll blow it for you, you put on your gloves quickly." ”

Qiao Jiayue raised her face, her eyes closed because of discomfort, and then she felt two warm fingers stretch her eyelids, and a stream of air blew towards her eyes, which was cool, and she couldn't help but shrink.

"Is it better?"

Qiao Jiayue felt Deng Ying's voice coming from above her head, she tried to open her eyes, and sure enough, she was a little better, and when she looked at it again, she was almost buried in his arms.

She was a little more shy, and wanted to retreat, but was pulled by Deng Ying, and almost encircled her whole person in her arms.

"Much better. Qiao Jiayue didn't dare to raise her head, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back." ”

Deng Ying's eyes darkened, and speaking of which, there was not much physical contact between them.

Mixed in the boys' pile, everyone will inevitably say some things about men and women, Deng Ying has heard it before and forgot it, and he doesn't think so.

But now, he suddenly realized that this intimate contact of his body really felt damn good.

They are all conservative people, not enthusiastic people, and Deng Ying himself feels a little incredible to be able to come together.

In the same way, their experience of being in love is almost equal to zero.

The two of them walked on the street, curling their necks, and I don't know when, snowflakes floated in the sky again, fluttering, falling on their clothes, and quickly dissolving, leaving a small water stain.

"Jiayue, let's hurry up. Deng Ying said that he regretted why he didn't ride a bicycle when he went out before.

The two trotted all the way back to the small courtyard, sweating, Qiao Jiayue hurriedly went to burn the kang, and then pulled a towel and a piece of Qiao Hongyuan's autumn clothes to Deng Ying, and asked him to change it.

It's easy to get sick in wet clothes like this.

Qiao Jiayue took a few sweet potatoes and put them in the stove and stuffed them, and there was still a pot of peanut soup from the morning to the present in the stove in the kitchen.

Deng Ying watched Qiao Jiayue busy, wanting to help but backfired, "Jiayue, okay, you sit down and roast the fire." ”

"Alright. Qiao Jiayue carried the radio and put it on the kang, twisted it to a specific channel, and after a rustling sound, unfamiliar words flowed out.

Deng Ying was stunned for a moment, and reflexively looked at the radio, "How did you receive the radio station over there in the United States?"

Qiao Jiayue nodded, "Yes, the antenna has been modified." ”

"Your second brother changed it. Deng Ying guessed it almost without thinking, after all, apart from him, no one else in the Qiao family could do it.

Deng Ying curiously held the radio in his hand and fiddled with it, he also had this kind of learning, but he was not as proficient as Qiao Hongyuan.

"My second brother changed it, and when we were young, we listened to foreign broadcasts a lot, otherwise how do you think we learned our foreign language?"

Qiao Jiayue said proudly.

Deng Ying saw Qiao Jiayue holding her chin and her eyes smiling so cutely, she couldn't help but step forward and kiss her on the face.

Qiao Jiayue didn't expect Deng Ying to do this suddenly, she was stunned, and then her face turned red.

She stammered, "I'll go see if the peanut soup is ready." Before he finished speaking, he climbed off the kang and hurriedly ran with his shoes on.

This is their most intimate action except holding hands, Qiao Jiayue feels that her heartbeat is a little fast, a little chaotic, her face is like fire, so embarrassing!

She circled around the kitchen with her face in her hands.

At this time, she felt that they were alone in the same room, but they were not so safe.

Qiao Jiayue finally squatted in front of the stove, looking at the bubbling peanut soup in the pot, in a daze.

She always thought that falling in love was like that, but now it seems that there is more than that?

And Deng Ying in the house didn't run over after a while, looking at Qiao Jiayue's appearance in a circle in the kitchen, he couldn't help but smirk, she was also shy.

He didn't know what he was thinking just now, so he kissed it like this, and it felt good.

He watched Qiao Jiayue squatting in front of the stove in a daze, the kitchen door was open, the wind was blowing in gusts, and she didn't seem to feel it.

Deng Ying shook his head, entered the kitchen, and closed the door with his hand, "Aren't you sour when you squat?"

Qiao Jiayue looked up at Deng Ying, her face was still red, just like the ripe red apple, which tempted people to want to take a bite.

"It's fine. Qiao Jiayue lowered her head again as she spoke, took a spoon and stirred the peanut soup in the pot, the peanut kernels were already very soft and rotten, and then added sugar, the soup was snow-white and sweet, and it was hot to drink a bowl, not to mention how beautiful it was.

This pot of peanut soup was finally placed on the kang table, and the two drank a bowl, and their bodies were warm.

Qiao Jiayue rolled up her sleeves and said to Deng Ying: "Your English is not bad, how did you learn it?"

It seemed strange that the two had not spoken, so Qiao Jiayue found a topic first.

"My mother studied abroad with your mother, and I have been studying with her since I was a child. When I didn't go to the countryside, the school also had English classes, and I could talk to other people, so I practiced my English. ”

"Oh, that's how you learned!" Qiao Jiayue said suddenly, "We all learned it secretly, and no one in the whole team knew that a few of us could speak a fluent foreign language." ”

"You are amazing, and you can all learn so well under such conditions. "Deng Ying really admires Qiao Jiayue and them.

Geography creates a gap between the rich and the poor, and so does the resources for education.

"Once you've learned a skill, it might come in handy one day. Qiao Jiayue said with a smile, "We don't want to stay in the village for the rest of our lives and live a life where we can see the end at a glance." ”