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More than half a month after the start of school, Ye Tingfang deducted a few hundred yuan from Yang Manzhen, plus a little money coaxed from Grandma Yu, and the family of three moved out of the small room of the village committee and rented a new house in the city.

Yu Jianguo's back injury was not complete, and Ye Tingfang didn't dare to let him do heavy work, if something happened to Yu Jianguo, then she really had nothing to rely on.

With the thousand yuan, the couple was going to go to the provincial capital to buy some small things and snacks to sell at the school gate.

I heard that he made money by setting up a bookstall at night, so Yu Jianguo pushed a tricycle to the scrap yard and other people's stations, collected a lot of old books, and planned to go to the market to set up a night stall at night.

This time it was no longer Yu Jianguo who went out alone, Ye Tingfang also followed, and when he went to the provincial capital to buy goods, he sent Yu Xiaobao to the landlord's house for half a day, and when he set up a night stall, Yu Jianguo went alone, and Ye Tingfang was watching the children in the rental house.

Coming out of the night school, Song Qingyu proposed to go to the newly emerging night market in the south of the city to have a look, Xu Zhaodi hesitated for a while and nodded.

In the past two days, the car was driven away by Zhao Yue, Xu Zhaodi walked to and from class, and she had to pass through the night city when she went back, but she usually didn't go in to shop, she looked very lively from the road, I heard that there was everything sold inside, Song Qingyu didn't mention it, she also wanted to go in and have a look.

"Teacher Song, can I join you?" Jiang Youxiang is a new student who has not been in night school for a long time, and she has a foundation, so as soon as she came in, she was in the same class as Xu Zhaodi, who had been studying for more than two years.

Song Qingyu works part-time in night school in his spare time, he and Xu Zhaodi first met in the bank, and Xu Zhaodi only learned that Song Qingyu has been teaching in night school half a year ago, and is now her teacher in accounting class.

Jiang Youxiang divorced half a year ago, took a daughter, came to night school to recharge and met Song Qingyu, and wanted to form a family with him, and has always been very active, everyone in the class knows that Jiang Youxiang is pursuing Song Qingyu.

Xu Zhaodi also knew, she glanced at Song Qingyu, smiled and took a step back.

Although I don't know the reason for Jiang Youxiang's previous divorce, she is beautiful and capable, with a passionate personality, and being pursued by such a lesbian is probably difficult for ordinary men to refuse.

Song Qingyu was a little helpless about Xu Zhaodi's attitude, he turned his face to look at Jiang Youxiang, "I'm sorry, it's not convenient." ”

Jiang Youxiang looked at Song Qingyu, then at Xu Zhaodi, understood something, sighed slightly, spread his hands and smiled, "That's a pity." ”

It's really a pity, Song Qingyu is not bad-looking, has a good temper, has a good job that everyone envies, is a good partner for marriage, the important thing is that he has no children, if the two get along, she believes that he will definitely be able to treat her daughter well, and she is still young, the two can have their own children.

But it seems that Song Qingyu has a heart, Jiang Youxiang is not a stubborn character, she smiled and said it, and then pushed the bicycle away.

The night market in Qingyuan County has just emerged, and on the main street of the county's busiest street, vendors pull wires from nearby residential buildings, install yellowed light bulbs, and spread them on the ground, which is a small stall.

Yu Jianguo and Ye Tingfang came out of the stall early and put the old books they had collected.

After a small half a month, Yu Jianguo also found a way, no one came to this kind of small stall to buy any reference books, everyone prefers to pick up some old "Story Club", "Martial Arts", "Popular Movie" and other magazines with stars, or strong stories, as well as all kinds, among which martial arts is the best-seller.

When Yu Jianguo collects books again, he will focus on these types, and his business is really much better than usual.

Because he was a little too busy, he called Ye Tingfang in the past two days, and didn't let her do anything, so he took the children to help him watch the bookstall to stop people from stealing books, and help collect money and find money.

The end of night school coincides with the end of some three-shift factories, and the night market is still very lively at this time.

When Xu Zhaodi and Song Qingyu walked to the bookshelf, Xu Zhaodi was attracted by the stack of stories, her current Chinese level is equivalent to the level of the sixth grade of primary school, there is no big problem in reading and writing, and there is a Xinhua dictionary in her hand, there is no problem.

When she was illiterate in the future, Xu Zhaodi liked to listen to plays, and after she went to night school to learn to read and write, she saw a story club in her night school classmates, and this look was out of control.

She had booked a story club at the post office for a year, but there were still many things she hadn't read before, and some of the classmates who took the story club had borrowed them from her, and now she was quite surprised to see so many old books.

Xu Zhaodi's attention was on the book, and she didn't notice that the stall owner was Yu Jianguo for a while, but Song Qingyu saw it, but didn't say anything, but squatted down to help Xu Zhaodi pick out the book together.

Yu Jianguo was a little embarrassed, but he didn't know that Ye Tingfang, who was sitting behind him and coaxing Yu Xiaobao to sleep, suddenly turned pale, and suddenly disappeared into the crowd with the child in his arms.

Most of the old books on the stall are old periodicals from one or two years ago, and most of them Xu Zhaodi has never read, so she picked a thick stack at once, and she looked at the books on her side with some hesitation.

"It's okay, I'll send you back later." Song Qingyu said with a smile, and he also picked out two martial arts magazines.

When calculating the money, Xu Zhaodi noticed that the stall owner was Yu Jianguo, and he was only slightly stunned, and simply said a few words, Yu Jianguo refused to accept the money, and Xu Zhaodi insisted on giving it.

It happened that someone next to him was also asking the price, and after Yu Jianguo quoted the price, Xu Zhaodi calculated the money by himself, together with Song Qingyu's, a total of sixty-eight yuan, and Xu Zhaodi took one hundred.

Yu Jianguo pushed it twice, but he couldn't do it, then he took it and was about to ask Ye Tingfang to find money, and turned his head to see where Ye Tingfang's shadow was, "I don't have any loose money here, so forget it, you can take it back and see it." ”

"It's okay, pick a few more books and make it up." Xu Zhaodi looked at Song Qingyu with a smile, Song Qingyu nodded, picked two more expensive martial arts, and recommended them to Xu Zhaodi, "These two are the works of martial arts masters, and they are chivalrous, I recommend you to take a look." ”

They picked up these two more books and were about to leave, Yu Jianguo hurriedly picked up a few books at the stall and tied them with cloth tapes and handed them to Xu Zhaodi, seeing that Xu Zhaodi was about to refuse, he hurriedly handed them forward, and said earnestly, "It's worthless, take it." ”

Song Qingyu glanced at Xu Zhaodi, stretched out her hand and took it, "Don't disturb your business, we'll visit next time." ”

Xu Zhaodi, who originally refused, silently closed her voice, too, but it's just a few old books, it's not good to push them around, and it will affect other people's business, it's the same if she returns them after reading it.

Waiting for Song Qingyu and Xu Zhaodi to walk away, Ye Tingfang slowly returned to the stall.

"Xiaobao wanted to pee, so I carried him to the public toilet over there." Ye Tingfang's face was still pale, but it was not obvious in the night, she handed the child to Yu Jianguo, "It's only been a few steps, and I'm asleep again." ”

Yu Jianguo touched the child's sleeping face, a little distressed, but they were not at ease when the child was put to sleep at home alone, so they could only take the child to set up a stall.

"Send the child back to Mom for a while." Although Yu Jianguo is reluctant to have children, it is really difficult for children to follow them now.

Ye Tingfang hesitated, but nodded, they adults are a little better, and the children are indeed a little unbearable to follow suit.

After discussing the child's affairs, the couple continued to take care of the stall, Ye Tingfang looked panicked, and always looked around quietly, as if he was afraid of meeting someone.

Yu Xiling bumped into Song Qingyu to send Xu Zhaodi home, and the two of them still had a stack of old books in their hands, Yu Xiling hurriedly stepped forward to help take over the stack, and was about to carry it into the house, but was pulled by Xu Zhaodi.

There are also books picked by Song Qingyu here, she has to pick them out and give them to him.

Song Qingyu took a few more copies and said that she would come to exchange them with Xu Zhaodi after reading them, but Xu Zhaodi didn't think much about it and happily agreed.

"......" Yu Xiling glanced at Song Qingyu up and down a few times, and snorted softly, Xu Zhaodi immediately raised her head and softly blamed Yu Xiling for being rude to her elders.

Elder Song Qingyu immediately stopped Xu Zhaodi, saying that he didn't mind, and Xu Zhaodi still apologized to him on behalf of Yu Xiling.

"......" Yu Xiling.

Yu Xishan came out sleepy-eyed, he was writing the test paper, he was sleepy, and he was about to come out to wash his face, when he saw Song Qingyu there, he said hello in a daze, and floated into the kitchen like a wandering spirit.

He is in his third year of high school this year, and his homework is getting more and more day by day, and he has prepared a comprehensive review plan, which is very hard and serious.

The main reason is that although Yu Xiling is a sophomore in high school this year, he will also take the college entrance examination with him, Yu Xishan is under a lot of pressure, and on the other hand, the cost of taking care of Grandma Xu in the past few years, his tuition and living expenses are all from Yu Xiling, and the big creditor said that he will be exempted from one-third of his debt if he is admitted to a key university.

One-third of the debt, Yu Xishan felt that he had to be admitted even if he vomited blood.

Xu Zhaodi looked a little distressed, and immediately followed, for fear that he would use the rag on the stove as a face towel like a few days ago, and he was still talking about giving their brothers and sisters noodles for supper.

"Uncle Song, do you want to stay for a supper?" Yu Xiling sent off the guests with a smile.

Song Qingyu smiled slightly, and put the book on the table, "I happened to have a class in the middle of the night, and I was a little hungry, no wonder people said that my daughter was my father's little padded jacket, which was really intimate." ”

Cheeky, really thick!

"......" Yu Xiling felt that she should not speak.

Song Qingyu wanted to stay, and he didn't need Yu Xiling to tell Xu Zhaodi, he put down the briefcase and followed him in, ready to give Xu Zhaodi a hand, it was okay to be a cook, he had been single for many years, and his cooking skills were actually quite good.

Yu Xishan, who came out after washing his face, was already a lot more sober, and he looked at Yu Xiling, who was depressed, a little inexplicable.

Yu Xiling didn't bother to explain so much to him, his mother was about to be taken away by a wolf, he didn't even realize it, waved his hand, and the two went into the house together to continue reading and reviewing.

The supper at night was really not Xu Zhaodi's usual craftsmanship, Yu Xiling snorted twice, and even ate the noodles and soup cleanly.