Chapter 087: Don't Have a Purpose
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Yu Xiaolian's mood was originally very good.
The mood is very good, of course, because those eight taels not only ignore the previous suspicions, but also are very gentle to themselves.
So although I was very tired to help last afternoon, I felt very comfortable inside, and I woke up this morning.
But somehow, I always feel like a different person.
When it's quiet, it's still the air of a reader.
When I was excited, it was full of manly taste.
Speaking of which, I should be happy for him, the old Fan family seems to have hope, and there is a very capable man, and his future life may be reversed.
But secretly, he always felt that Shili Village was probably no longer his world, and he might soon fly away.
Therefore, unlike Gu Yujiao's psychology, Yu Xiaolian is particularly attached to the former eight taels.
At the very least, I felt that Baliang at that time, even if he had to leave Shili Village in the future, he would not go too far, and he might be able to come back from time to time.
However, after lunch, Yu Xiaolian came back with a bag of laundry detergent from the Lu family's shop, and Yu Xiaolian's mood was a little bad.
Why? It's also because of eight taels.
I heard a lot of discussions along the way, mostly about the old Fan family.
This is not surprising, the old Fan family has been on the cusp of Shili Village recently, who made their family suddenly so powerful.
But accidentally, I actually heard that in order to thank everyone for helping to dig the treasures in the mountains, Baliang bought a lot of gifts from the city, and sent them to the door one by one at noon.
I also heard that Baliang bought very expensive clothes for Lao Fan and Yijin.
But it's nothing, one is a father, the other is a big brother, and it's normal to earn money to buy clothes for them.
The problem is that Zhang Qi has gifts, Dayong has gifts, and even the monkey three and two dogs have gifts, but I Yu Xiaolian has no gifts: no matter what, I will also help, even if you buy me a string of sugar gourds to eat, I will be happy!
So, when she got home, she didn't even want to wash her clothes.
Yu Xiaohe took a nap on the bed, but couldn't sleep, and turned over: "They said that you and Baliang will die, is it true?" ”
"How is that possible? What they say is superstition, don't believe it," Yu Xiaolian came to the edge of the bed and pinched the corners of the sheets for Yu Xiaohe, "However, one day, I and Baliang will be too old to walk, and we will die at that time." ”
"Am I going to die, then?" Yu Xiaohe asked innocently.
"Huh? You won't. Anyone who has eaten sugar gourds will not. After being stunned, Yu Xiaolian coaxed.
"Then has my mother ever eaten sugar gourd?"
"What? You little kid, what are you talking about? Yu Xiaolian couldn't coax it anymore.
"I miss my mother, and when I grow up, I will buy her sugar gourds to eat." Yu Xiaohe's clear eyes fluttered.
Yu Xiaolian didn't speak, and only smiled melancholy for a long time: "Xiaohe, do you want to eat sugar gourd again?" Otherwise, my sister will accompany you to take a nap first, and then go to the town in the afternoon, and if you see sugar gourds, I will buy you a bunch of them......"
After half lying down, while coaxing Yu Xiaohe, while thinking about this and that, Yu Xiaolian gradually became a little sleepy, and her eyelids drooped.
At some point, she felt that everything in the room began to blur, even the window that had long since been corroded and rusted, and she tried to look closely, but it was always blurry, and then it seemed to flash a new light, like the sunlight outside the window......
Soon, she saw a figure, a figure with a gentle smile.
This figure was slowly approaching him, some familiar, some unfamiliar, and even felt like eight taels.
To people's surprise, this figure had already come to the edge of his bed, and he whispered: "Xiaolian...... Xiaolian ......"
Yu Xiaolian was startled, her body was smart, and she sat up in a panic: "Who?" Who is it? ”
I rubbed my eyes in a heartbeat, and when I looked closely, it was really eight taels.
For a while, Yu Xiaolian's consciousness was extremely confused, and she couldn't determine whether she was dreaming or waking up from a dream.
"Xiaolian, I'm eight taels, and I just came back. I called the door a few times, but I couldn't hear any movement, and I saw the door open, and I guess you didn't hear it, so I came in. Hehe, scared you? ”
This is Fan's strong voice, very sincere, and his attitude is also gentle.
Yes, it's Fan Qiang, he's back.
Moreover, because of the way, the first stop when I came back was Yu Xiaolian's house.
As soon as she heard that it was eight taels, Yu Xiaolian was so nervous that she was about to wrap herself in the corners of the quilt, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
In fact, after rubbing her eyes, she basically sobered up: that face mold, that talk, is eight taels!
And the reason why I was nervous was that I didn't expect that when I came to the house, I not only entered the house, but also came directly to my bed, and I still had a gentle smile.
"Don't do that! Do you believe that anyone who enters the spiritual cave will die? No, you weren't like that yesterday. Okay, don't be nervous, I'm eight taels, a live eight taels ......" Fan Jianqiang frowned, as if he was explaining, and as if he was a little unhappy.
"I don't believe those, stupid!" Consciousness was finally completely awake, Yu Xiaolian immediately denied it, immediately looked at Yu Xiaohe who was sleeping, and then slowly lifted the quilt corners, and then gently moved out a pair of delicate thin feet, and then got out of bed lightly, "Even if I am nervous, then aren't you also nervous?" Didn't you forgive me yesterday in the mountains? But I went to Xinghua City and didn't come back overnight, so it was different from yesterday. Do you think I'm rare with those gifts or something? Not really. I just think that you don't think of me Yu Xiaolian as anything at all, not even a friend, and you can forget about it as soon as you turn around......"
Listening to Yu Xiaolian's complaints, Fan Jianqiang not only did not continue to be unhappy, but smiled.
If it weren't for Xiaolian's house at the moment, and he was worried about waking up Yu Xiaohe, who was asleep, he really wanted to laugh heartily.
Isn't it? Yu Xiaolian is obviously talking angry!
And the reason for being angry is because I didn't receive my own gifts.
How did she know that she had special intentions for the gifts given to her.
Therefore, after holding back his laughter, he took out a few strings of sugar gourds hidden behind his back, pretending not to know what Xiaolian was doing, and said seriously: "I heard you say that Xiaohe likes to eat sugar gourds, so I bought a few strings and brought them back." She's sleeping, why don't you put it away for her first and give it to her when she wakes up? ”
Listening to her ears, Yu Xiaolian just lowered her head and sorted out her clothes: "Then I'll do it for Xiaohe, put it there." If nothing else, you go home. If you earn some money, don't patronize and buy good clothes for your family, and buy yourself a better set. What's the matter, you're going to be a college student soon, be kind to yourself......"
Although she was still angry in her heart, Yu Xiaolian didn't fully show it, and even told her to do so.
"So where do I put it?"
"Just put it on the table at the window."
So, Fan Jianqiang pointed to the table under the window: "That's it?" Isn't it? ”
Yu Xiaolian raised her head and subconsciously glanced at the table: "It's not there, can it still be there?" In the whole room, there is just one ...... Hey, what's that on the table......"
Because, she suddenly found that there was a new and beautiful packaging bag on the table, which seemed to have only been seen in the big shopping malls in the city.
"I don't know. It was there when I came. Or, go and see, what the hell is. ”
Seeing Yu Xiaolian's curious eyes, Fan Jianqiang couldn't help but smile.
It is worth mentioning that one day in a later year, when Fan Jianqiang broke up his entourage and followed this well-known private female entrepreneur in the city into the office, she first took out the long-cherished bag from the safe, and the excitement on her face was the same as the first time she saw it that year, and her words were as simple as ever: "Brother Baliang ......"