Su Qingzhi stepped forward, looked at the big bags and bags on the snow, and asked curiously, "What is in here?"

Meng Xiuyi's face was slightly red, she gasped, she stomped the snow on the surface of her feet, and smiled: "You have a good mouth...... But first do the coolies and help me carry them back to school. ”

Su Qingzhi has not healed from his injuries, and his body will not be able to bear it if he is strenuous and active, but carrying a bag weighing more than ten pounds is not a challenge for him.

"Why don't you call a taxi?" he asked, slung the bag over his shoulder, as he walked.

Meng Xiuyi said angrily: "What about the taxi, I waited at the intersection for most of the day, and I didn't even have a tricycle ......."

As she spoke, she cautiously tested the road on her toes, the ground was covered with snow, and there was a thin layer of ice, and if you stepped on it, it would not slippery, and if you were not careful, you would be in danger of falling to the ground.

Su Qingzhi couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw her walking on thin ice, he put down the snakeskin bag and said, "You stand still, wait for me for a while." ”

With that, he went straight to the back of an old house, looked around, and pulled out a dead tree trunk half the thickness of a wrist from the snowdrift, which was just right for a crutch.

"Use this for support. Su Qingzhi handed it to her.

Meng Xiuyi tried it quite easily, and said with feeling: "In another twenty or thirty years, I'm afraid I really have to live on crutches, and the years are not forgiving." ”

Su Qingzhi said: "Don't say twenty or thirty years, even if it is two or three years, who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Grasping what is in front of you is the key, and thinking too much is asking for trouble." ”

Meng Xiuyi laughed at him: "Little brat, I'm pretending to be deep again......"

Back at the apartment, Su Qingzhi opened the bag and took out a pair of red old cotton shoes, handmade, the size was no more than 37, and he glanced at Meng Xiuyi's delicate little feet......

"It's not this bag, it's the purple one in it. ”

Meng Xiuyi hurriedly put away the pink bag, which was all her personal belongings, underwear, panties, bra...... Fortunately, it was not discovered by Su Qingzhi, otherwise it would have been embarrassing.

Su Qingzhi opened the purple bag, and it was full of food, Yuhua tea, champion beans, mille-feuille cake, and roll cake...... A wide variety of delicate specialty snacks.

"This is mailed from Jinling?" asked Su Qingzhi.

Meng Xiuyi lit a fire in the room, sat down by the brazier, and beckoned Su Qingzhi to carry the bag to her to tidy up.

"Isn't it all crushed by mail? This is what my dad brought to me from my hometown. Meng Xiuyi said.

Wei Qingsong died of illness, and as an old comrade-in-arms, Father Meng naturally wanted to see him off for the last time.

Su Qingzhi wanted to eat the roll cake, but Meng Xiuyi didn't let him, handed him the champion bean, and said, "Eat this, eat the champion bean, and be the champion." ”

Su Qingzhi felt funny, what age is this, and he is still superstitious about this?

He grabbed a few red sandalwood beans and filled them in his mouth, well, the taste was not bad.

Meng Xiuyi looked at him: "How does it taste?"

Su Qingzhi said: "Incense." ”

It's not just incense, this thing is simply poisonous, the entrance is elastic, the aroma is strong, as long as you eat it, you can't contain it.

Meng Xiuyi smiled: "Eat slowly, and no one will rob you." ”

After speaking, she sighed and said quietly: "My sister is going back to Jinling, and I am really a little reluctant to leave here." ”

Su Qingzhi was not too surprised, and asked her, "When are you going to leave?"

Meng Xiuyi's face was pressed to her knees, she lazily hugged her legs, and looked at the flickering flames with a confused gaze: "The sooner the family hopes, the better...... However, I have decided to wait until I bring you to graduate this class. ”

It was not easy for her to make this decision, because her family had already arranged a job for her in Jinling, and as long as she went back, she would be able to start a new life immediately, and her salary and benefits would be increased several times.

However, there is her concern here, there is a group of lovely students, and she can't leave for the time being.

Su Qingzhi said: "It scared me, I thought you would leave tomorrow." ”

Meng Xiuyi asked him half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If my sister leaves tomorrow, will you miss my sister?"

Su Qingzhi said without thinking: "Yes." ”

Meng Xiuyi giggled.

In the evening, she put on an apron and busily surrounded pots and pans, washing, chopping, and boiling water...... It didn't take long to make a pot of sesame leaf noodles.

Su Qingzhi's expression was a little dazed, this picture was strange and familiar, he vaguely saw Zhang Yixin busy in the kitchen in his previous life.

Starting from this week, Longyu Middle School has completely closed classes and started a two-week pre-exam review.

Each teacher first takes the students to connect the key points, difficult points, and test points, and then they review freely, and students can ask the teacher questions at any time if they don't understand anything.

Everything that should be said has been said, what should be said has been said, and the rest is up to the students themselves, and the master leads them into the door, and the cultivation is in the individual.

On Monday night, Su Qingzhi called Gao Chaoqun out of the dormitory, stuffed him with a black plastic bag, opened it, and saw that it was full of money, a total of 1,500 yuan.

"This is the copyright revenue share of "Middle School Days", and the two of us are half of each of us. Su Qingzhi said.

Gao Chaoqun was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses and return the money to him: "You wrote the song, you composed the song, buddy Yue Ling sang it for you, and now you can enjoy the share, isn't it moral?"

For him, singing is just for show, as for making money, becoming famous or something, he hasn't thought about it, and he doesn't bother to think about it.

Su Qingzhi smiled and stuffed the money back into his hand: "Collect the money for private housing, accumulate a lot, and you will be able to buy a mobile phone soon." ”

As soon as he mentioned his mobile phone, Gao Chaoqun thought of Ni Fatzi's Nokia 5110 and the snake in the mobile game......

He was no longer polite, stuffed the money into his arms, and covered it tightly: "Then you're welcome...... buddy"

Su Qingzhi started writing songs again.

According to Zhang Yixin's preferences in his previous life, he is ready to release an album for her, the name of this album is "One Heart, One Heart", and the songs included are all in the style she likes.

"One Heart" is Zhang Yixin, and "One Heart" is Su Qingzhi, and this album gives him a beautiful spiritual sustenance.

He was excited about this idea, and he imagined a future reunion with his daughter-in-law, and what kind of emotion would it be when she knew that all the songs in "One Heart" were written for her?

"Hey, hey. Su Qingzhi laughed.

"My day, Lao Su, you have a spring dream, right? Laughing so lewdly^slut!" Gao Chaoqun hadn't fallen asleep yet.

Su Qingzhi didn't pay attention to this second goods, with a small flashlight in his mouth, and continued to write songs in the quilt.

From now on, in addition to learning to earn money, he has found a new goal: "to realize his dream".

In the last life, because he was too ordinary, Zhang Yixin had many wishes that could not be realized, and he blamed himself for this.

In this life, he wants to make up for the regrets of his previous life and make his daughter-in-law's dream come true.

Daughter-in-law fantasizes about having a playing yaoqin?

Buy!

Daughter-in-law has always wanted to go to the Austrian towel hall?

Go!

Daughter-in-law dreams of a house facing the sea?

Buy!

My daughter-in-law said, meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life, and I will be your daughter-in-law in the next life......

This night, Su Qingzhi had insomnia.