Chapter Eighty-Seven: Blushing

Liu Kar-wai's face was so red that he could drip blood, he just liked it now, he never thought that he would get married and have children so far, and now when Li Xiuzhi said this, he was a little annoyed and angry: "Mom, what are you talking nonsense? I just saw that Uncle Qin was gone, and I wanted to help them." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Li Xiuzhi snorted coldly: "I still say the same thing, it's okay to help, you can't get along alone, spittle stars in the countryside can spray people to death." ”

Liu Karwei's mouth opened a few times, he wanted to say, it's a big deal that he marries Xiaoyu, why are he afraid of others gossiping, but when the words come to his mouth, he feels that he is not confident enough, he is nothing now, what to marry?

However, things are always going in an uncontrolled direction.

When Qin Xiaoyu went out to prepare for school on Monday morning, he was stopped by Zhang Sanya and said mysteriously and curiously: "What's the matter with you and Brother Huzi?"

"What's wrong?" Qin Xiaoyu was a little strange.

Zhang Sanya didn't speak, and pulled Qin Xiaoyu to the village committee, where there was a large piece of cement wallboard on the wall at the entrance of the village committee, on which the village's accounts and the villagers' annual work branch were registered.

Usually a group of children with chalk scribbling on it.

Today in the middle of the cement slab, there is a line of words:

Qin Xiaoyu and Liu Jiawei worked ×××× in the back mountain pass.

Two small figures standing together are also drawn in the back.

Qin Xiaoyu looked at the white chalk words on the cement board, and his little chest trembled.

Zhang Sanya tugged at Qin Xiaoyu's sleeve: "You two really didn't do anything?"

"Sick!" Qin Xiaoyu glared at Zhang Sanya, erasing his and Liu Karwei's names with his hand, and the uneven cement slab stabbed palm hurt.

"Why are you scolding me, I didn't write it, I saw it and immediately told you kindly, why are you still scolding, I really don't know what to do. Zhang Sanya muttered quietly.

Qin Xiaoyu laughed angrily, turned to look at Zhang Sanya and said, "I'm really not afraid, we didn't do anything anyway, but if anyone writes nonsense again, let me know that I will chop off her hand, do you believe it or not?"

Zhang Sanya was glared at by Qin Xiaoyu, a little timid, but she heard Jia Chunmei say that the current Qin Xiaoyu is crazy and wants people's lives, and she dares to pick Qin Yu'e with a fork, what else is there to dare.

Qin Xiaoyu was walking while rubbing the chalk ash on her palms, at first she was very angry when she saw this, but then she calmed down, and she knew that Zhang Sanya colluded with others to fix her, just to embarrass herself and not get off the stage.

Think about it, Zhang Sanya doesn't even know a few words, how could she go to the village committee early in the morning to see what is written on the cement board, but since someone says so now, she still has to pay more attention in the future, she can't disturb her mind and delay her study because of these messy and unimportant things.

When Qin Xiaoyu was in algebra class, her thoughts deserted for the first time, and she was thinking about who she could discuss her future with, and whether her insistence was right.

The first thing that came to mind was Luo Zhan, I don't know why, after writing Luo Zhan's name all over the notebook, now when I think of Luo Zhan, I will feel my heart beat faster, I want to see it but I am afraid to see it.

Maybe I can write to Mr. L and say that Mr. L will analyze it very clearly from the perspective of a bystander?

Qin Xiaoyu took advantage of the recess to write a letter to Mr. L, his confusion, Feng Yuzhen's persuasion, and the pros and cons of high school and technical secondary school were all written in detail.

During the lunch break, Qin Xiaoyu took advantage of his incomparable piety and excitement to run and send the letter.

Coming out of the post office, Qin Xiaoyu looked at the poplar branches that were bubbling green, which was the hope of spring.

"What are you doing here at noon?"

A low, slightly magnetic voice came.

Qin Xiaoyu turned around and saw Luo Zhan coming over with long legs.

“…… I, I send letters. Qin Xiaoyu replied in a low voice, but her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and a layer of pink appeared unconsciously behind her ears and on her face.

Luo Zhan was a little surprised, sending a letter, why was he still so weak-hearted?

"Have you eaten?"

"Ate it, the dumplings I brought today. Qin Xiaoyu ignored the beating heart and said in a normal tone as much as possible.

Luo Zhan bowed slightly: "I'll call your Aunt Luo, do you want to say a few words?"

Qin Xiaoyu's little face flashed with surprise, and finally thought about how expensive the phone call was, and he was a little reluctant, and his little face was tangled.

"Let's go. Luo Zhan took a long step and took the lead in entering the post office.

Qin Xiaoyu obediently followed in.

The phone in the post office is kept in a small cubicle, which can protect the privacy of the caller and not be disturbed by outsiders.

The cubicle can stand two or three people, Qin Xiaoyu followed Luo Zhan into the cubicle, feeling that the cubicle was particularly crowded, he was very close to Luo Zhan, and he could smell the faint smell of tobacco on his body and the residual fragrance of laundry detergent on his clothes. The little face turned awkwardly red again.

Luo Zhan glanced at Qin Xiaoyu and dialed the phone at home.

"Mom, it's me!"

Xia Hong was surprised: "Didn't you just finish talking on the phone yesterday? Why did you call again today?"

"Xiaoyu is in front of me, do you want to say a few words. Luo Zhan stretched his brows, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"Xiaoyu, hurry, give her the phone!"

Luo Zhan handed the microphone to Qin Xiaoyu and motioned for her to stand closer and answer the phone.

Qin Xiaoyu took a step forward, feeling that he was getting closer to Luo Zhan, so he quickly took the microphone and said to the inside: "Hello Aunt Luo, how are you doing?"

"Xiaoyu, have you been doing lately, have you eaten well, have you grown meat, have you grown taller?"

"Aunt Luo, I'm fine, I've grown taller, and I'm a few pounds heavier than last winter. ”

Luo Zhan looked at Qin Xiaoyu, whose head was lowered to the limit, as if he had grown a little taller, but he hadn't seen any longer in meat, and he was obviously lying.

Qin Xiaoyu and Xia Hong said for a few minutes that there was no nutrition at all, it's all about whether you are good or not, whether you are tall or not, is your body okay?

In the end, Luo Zhan took the phone from Qin Xiaoyu's hand: "Mom, it's nothing, I'll hang up, I'll call you another day." ”

"Okay, the long-distance phone call is quite expensive, and I have time to let Xiaoyu write more letters. ”

Out of the post office, Qin Xiaoyu's face was still flushed, and he looked at Luo Zhan: "I'll go back to school first, there is a quiz in the afternoon, I want to go back to review." ”

Luo Zhan nodded: "Go, remember to write to your Aunt Luo when you have time." ”

When Qin Xiaoyu disappeared, Luo Zhan turned into the post office again, picked up the phone, and dialed a phone number......

Qin Xiaoyu felt that it was unnatural for her to see Luo Zhan, all because of the paper full of Luo Zhan's name, so she deeply persuaded herself that a yellow-haired girl should devote her mind to studying, and not think about it all day.

This trick seems to be quite good, and in the afternoon, the whole mind is put into studying again.

When I passed by the gate of the army after school, I was not good again.