Chapter 31: Those Tiny Joys

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The direction of the development of the conversation was a little weird, Liao Qingmei frowned, and glanced at her watch, "The entrance control of the guest house is eleven o'clock, and it will be too late if you don't leave." ”

Gu Minglang didn't move, his eyes swept to Liao Qingmei's hand, his heart moved slightly, and a small leap of excitement rose from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't suppress it.

After returning from her hometown, Liao Qingmei managed to take off the bracelet, her heart was not so big, and she was not so thick with a swaggering face that carried someone else's token.

As for the watch, it just so happened that Liao Qingmei forgot it at home the first two times and didn't take it with her, Gu Minglang always thought that she was rejecting herself in disguise.

Seeing that Liao Qingmei was about to put down her hand, Gu Minglang reached out and grabbed her slender wrist in front of him, "Ten forty-two minutes, it's too late." ”

"You!" Liao Qingmei quickly withdrew her hand like an electric shock, and her face was hot.

Seeing Liao Qingmei, who was slightly fried, the last bit of frizz in Gu Minglang's heart was smoothed out, so it was fair, the two of them couldn't always be angry with him alone.

"It's too insincere to say thank you verbally, why don't you do something practical?" The corners of Gu Minglang's mouth curled slightly, and he was in a very good mood and walked further to Liao Qingmei.

I can't retreat anymore, and if I retreat again, I'll be about to retreat under the nose of the little soldier.

Liao Qingmei bit her eyes, "You say!"

Gu Minglang smiled.

Liao Qingmei, who was even more irritated by his laughter, clenched her fists, what would happen if she beat Gu Minglang at the gate of the compound?

"Alright, alright. Gu Minglang stood up straight, "Next weekend night, the Lei Feng Cinema in the county will show a movie, and at seven o'clock in the evening, I will pick you up." ”

"No!" Liao Qingmei's refusal blurted out, Gu Minglang's hand behind his back tightened, and Liao Qingmei added, "I mean, you just wait for me at the cinema." ”

Around six o'clock on weekends is the time when there are the most people in the compound, if Gu Minglang comes to pick her up at that time? Liao Qingmei shook her head busily.

The clenched hand quietly let go, but Gu Minglang still insisted, "I'll pick you up." ”

Gu Minglang's gaze saw that Liao Qingmei was a little weak, and she didn't seem to have any credibility with him.

"I'll go. Liao Qingmei's eyes shook, and the last one was horizontal, and she responded.

Does it mean that what happened last time was actually the reason why she didn't agree?

Gu Minglang raised his eyebrows, looked at her for a while, and nodded, "Okay, I'll wait for you." ”

Set the time Gu Minglang didn't stay longer, as Liao Qingmei said, the entrance control of the army guest house at eleven o'clock, it would be too late if he didn't leave.

After walking for a while, I couldn't help but look back, and there was no Liao Qingmei at the gate of the courtyard.

When she got home, Liao's father and Liao's mother sat in a row, Liao Haoyu also moved a small stool to sit aside, Liao Qingmei entered the door, and three pairs of eyes looked at her in unison, which scared her a lot.

Is this going to be tried?

During the period, Liao Qingmei was ready to be tortured, but there was no room for her to speak from beginning to end.

Liao's father and Liao's mother discussed it vigorously, each expressing their own opinions, the two were obviously very satisfied with Gu Minglang, in addition to commenting on Gu Minglang throughout the whole process, Liao Qingmei simply shut up and listened to them.

Liao Haoyu moved the small bench to Liao Qingmei's side, saying that he was determined to stand with her, but in view of the deep pit he dug for her today, Liao Qingmei was very skeptical.

With a sweet mouth, eyes, and excellent appearance, Liao's mother said that she didn't forget to look at the two sitting next to her with indescribable eyes.

Liao Qingmei, Liao Haoyu, "......"

Mature, steady, responsible, and responsible, Liao's father is even more satisfied with Gu Minglang, some of Gu Minglang's behaviors have poked Liao's father before, and today I met a real person and learned more about the situation, especially after playing chess, Liao's father was full of praise for Gu Minglang.

To sum it up in one sentence, Gu Minglang is good, and they recognize this son-in-law.

In the end, Liao's father didn't forget to ask Liao Qingmei's opinion, "The meeting gift gave you a fountain pen specially sent back by your brother, isn't it rude?"

"......" Liao Qingmei, why didn't I know there was such a thing as a meeting gift!

It's rude or something, now it's too late to ask!

According to the customs of their hometown, giving a meeting gift is equivalent to recognizing his identity.

What identity? Of course, it's the identity of the baby's pro-fiancΓ©!

Seeing Liao Qingmei's stunned appearance, Liao Haoyu snickered, not to blame him for not being kind, but Liao Qingmei's expression of not being able to close her chin is too rare, "Sister, in fact, I think my brother-in-law ......"

Yes, it's called Shunkou, and I haven't turned around for a while.

"Brother Minglang is also very good. Liao Haoyu stuck out his tongue and leaned into Liao Qingmei's ear, "After all, it's really rare to be able to play chess with my father for such a long time!"

Liao Haoyu's voice was small, except for Liao's father, who was automatically filtered out, Liao's mother also heard it word for word.

"......!" What kind of nonsense is telling the truth, Liao's mother stretched out her hand and patted him, looking at Liao Qingmei, "I am in charge, what is your opinion?"

"Nope. Liao Qingmei replied weakly, what else could she say, could she go and get things back!

It's hateful that Gu Minglang still asked her for a thank you gift!

Seeing this, Liao's father and Liao's mother went back to the house to rest with satisfaction, and Liao Qingmei was deeply shocked and sat still.

Liao Haoyu sat with him for a while, and patted Liao Qingmei's shoulder sympathetically, "Sister, or you will leave! You think about Brother Minglang's patience to accompany his father to play three games in a row, and each game was lost without a trace, neither let Dad feel that he was being released, nor did he lose particularly badly, you ......"

"Think about the eldest brother, how smart he is, he has been tortured by his father a lot, and then think about you......" Liao Haoyu shook his head, ran back to the room before Liao Qingmei went crazy, and stuck his head out of the crack in the door when he closed the door.

"If you don't marry Brother Minglang, our father will definitely ......"

made a neck cutting motion, and Liao Haoyu quickly retracted back into the room.

Why is Liao's father and Liao's mother so enthusiastic about Gu Minglang, of course, there are reasons why Gu Minglang is very good, and another is that there have been bad rumors in the compound recently, Liao Qingmei stays in the courtyard all day long, and she has heard a sentence or two.

When she and Fang Zhicheng were with each other, although Fang Zhicheng did not officially come to the compound to meet her parents, she also went in and out of the compound with him several times.

Many people in the compound knew about her and Fang Zhicheng, and naturally they also knew about Fang Zhicheng's marriage because of the doll's homecoming.

When Fang Qinglan first returned to the compound, there must have been a lot of people waiting to watch a good show in the courtyard, but Liao Qingmei followed Grandma Liao back to her hometown, and when she came back, nothing happened.

Just when everyone had put out the gossip, Fang Qinglan came to the door.

Fang Qinglan came to look for her that day, and she was in the compound, and she had already been looked at by the good deeds, and the quarrel with Fang Zhicheng after Fang Qinglan went back did not know whether it was true or not.

For a while, there was everything.

The love and hatred in it, Liao Qingmei was speechless when she heard it, it was a pity that these people in the compound didn't go to be screenwriters.

Liao Qingmei didn't care about these rumors, anyway, when those people were boring, or something else happened in the compound, everyone would naturally look away.

What's more, she still has so many things to do every day, she doesn't have the heart to pay too much attention to them, but what about Liao's father and Liao's mother? Although they don't usually say it, they are actually very worried about her in their hearts, Liao Qingmei looked at the door closed by her parents, and her heart was sour.

She has always wanted to be sensible and work hard, but she didn't expect that in the end, she still had to worry about her parents.

Even Liao Haoyu's "brother-in-law" may have a deliberate element in it, which is to find a place for her in front of the people in the compound.

Liao Qingmei's eyes are sour, but the corners of her mouth are raised high.

Sitting silently for a while, Liao Qingmei went back to the house to get her clothes and prepare to wash, things have come to this point, it's useless to think too much now, take one step at a time.

The next day, Liao Qingmei rarely got up late, there was no one at home, there was cold white porridge and eggs on the table, the clothes were washed and dried, and there were semi-dry water stains on the ground.

After breakfast, Liao Qingmei simply spread out the purchased goods in the room and counted the price.

Considering that there are more and more people walking in the compound and the village next to it at night, and children will also come out to play at that time, Liao Qingmei basically added a little snack to the small groceries, the amount is not too much, try the water first.

The stall time has also been moved from noon to early evening.

If the sales are good and the quantity is large, she can directly ask the boss to bring her back with the car in the future.

To tell the truth, she herself took a bus yesterday, and she was very tired, but now there is no asphalt road like in later generations, and even the cement road is only available in the section into the provincial capital, and it is pressed to the pit everywhere, which is no different from the dirt road of the county road.

And the bus here in Jingbei County doesn't know where it was eliminated, and there was a dirty and greasy smell of oil, and people were a little dizzy when they just sat in.

She was motion sick, and Liao's mother was also sick, Liao Qingmei felt that it was unrealistic to let Liao's mother go to the provincial capital alone to buy goods in the future, and she would have to drag so many goods home.

She is okay at home, when she goes to school, Liao Haoyu will also go to school, Liao's father will go to work, and there will be no one at home to help Liao's mother.

Is it still food?

The weather has been hot these days, and the Liao family is not bitter in summer, and they don't feel it, but when she was stir-frying yesterday, she had heard several neighbors and aunts complaining that the people in the family had no appetite and couldn't eat.

Speaking of which, if you do a cold noodle and cold skin business now, you will definitely be able to make money.

She is a must when she makes cold noodles in northern Shaanxi.

But she still has half a room full of goods, whether to spread the stall so big, Liao Qingmei really can't make up her mind, especially now that she is alone.

Liao Qingmei, who couldn't make up her mind, decided to clear the goods in her hand first, after all, even if she wanted to make snacks, it would be more troublesome than setting up a stall, a tricycle or something, and some special utensils had to be customized.

Time flies very quickly in the midst of the hustle and bustle, and soon it is the weekend.

Liao Qingmei was a little restless all day, she couldn't lift her spirits by doing anything, and she almost found the wrong money for setting up a stall at noon.

Before she could come to her senses, it was six o'clock in the afternoon.

The movie starts at seven, to go or not to go?