On Monday morning, Jiang Zhilian went to the train station to pick up her aunt and her husband.

Wu Tao was not fat in the first place, but after a while, he was so thin that he was out of shape.

Chen Shufen has a heavy heart and has to take care of the patients, so she has not rested well, and she has lost a lot of weight.

His hair is dry and frizzy, and his face is sallow.

Both of them were much haggard, and looked more than ten years older than their actual age.

Jiang Zhilian stood at the exit of the station, and saw her aunt and her brother-in-law supporting each other from a distance, and her heart was sour.

The autumn wind was blowing, and they faced the wind, walked heavily, and walked with great difficulty.

Both of them were dressed very thinly, and it was estimated that they didn't have enough money, so they were reluctant to buy thick clothes in the provincial capital.

Ay......

Jiang Zhilian let out a long sigh in her heart.

Seeing that the person came out, she immediately raised a bright smile, walked two steps quickly to meet and took the cloth bag in her aunt's hand.

"Is it cold? Why do you wear so little! ”

Chen Shufen pulled the corners of her lips and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, it's not too cold." ”

"What's not cold, look at your hands, frozen like ice!" Jiang Zhilian held her aunt's hand and rubbed it.

Chen Shufen took out her hand and patted Jiang Zhilian on the shoulder, "It's not that you don't have to take it, and you are not obedient!" The address in the telegram is clear enough, and your brother-in-law and I can find a place. ”

Jiang Zhilian pointed to a three-wheeled motorcycle parked across the street and said, "I bought a dual-purpose motorcycle, with a body, which can carry people, and I will drive you back!" ”

"How expensive is this car? Where do you get the money? Wu Tao was dazzled by the wind, stretched out his hand to rou, frowned slightly, and said: "What are you doing with this unjust money, turn around and retreat quickly!" ”

He borrowed a lot of money for medical expenses.

How to repay this money is still a problem.

The family's house needs to be rebuilt, and it costs money to rent a house, and money is needed everywhere.

"This three-wheeled motorcycle was bought for a morning stall in the future, it is second-hand, not too expensive, you don't have to worry." Jiang Zhilian walked in front, led them across the road, and helped them into the car.

On the way home, passing by a department store, Jiang Zhilian stopped the car and ran to buy two sets of thick clothes for her aunt and her husband.

When they got home, Wu Tao and Chen Shufen stood at the door, stunned for a moment.

This house is much better than they expected.

There is a clean kitchen, a separate bathroom, and there is a large yard.

Although it is the first floor, it is not trendy at all.

The room is also very warmly furnished, and even the coffee table is covered with a tablecloth with broken flowers.

Jiang Zhilian went to the kitchen to make tea for them and peel fruits.

Wu Tao and Chen Shufen glanced at each other, deeply uneasy.

It wasn't until Jiang Zhilian told them all about what had happened recently, and knew that she was famous for running running water mats, took a lot of money-making jobs, and saved some cash in her hands, that they were a little relieved.

The next morning, Jiang Zhilian went back to the Seven Star Village Brigade and paid off all the money she owed before, including the one she owed to Meng Qing.

Meng Qing counted the money and hooked the corners of his lower lip without a trace, "The interest is quite accurate." ”

"Of course." Jiang Zhilian raised her chin and pursed her lips, "Isn't it afraid that some stingy ghost will look back and feel that he is a few cents less, and he will trouble me again!" ”

Meng Qing was noncommittal, "It's good to know." ”

"......" Jiang Zhilian took the tea and looked around, "What about my uncle and my aunt?" Why didn't you see them? ”

"My uncle is going to build a furniture factory here, and my aunt is going to work with him." Meng Qing paused, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang Zhilian, "The wooden trough you need to make tofu, my uncle said that I will send it to you directly in two days." ”

"Oh, thank you for me, uncle." Jiang Zhilian suddenly remembered that on the day of the candlelight dinner, Meng Qing seemed to have something to say, but was interrupted and didn't say anything.

What exactly was he trying to say?

What would you want to say in such an ineffable atmosphere?

He called her "Zhilian" and was beaten!

How ambiguous! How sultry!

But if you ask it now, it's probably not a good time, and he won't confess.

Forget it, next time.

Meng Qing knocked on the table: "What do you think?" Your eyes won't be focused. ”

Jiang Zhilian came back to her senses and smiled, "I'm calculating how much money I can make every day by selling soy milk and hot tofu at a morning stall, and when I can enter the industry of 10,000 households again and become a little rich woman." ”

Meng Qing: "......"

"Why are you looking at me like this, looking down on my coppery smell?" Jiang Zhilian held her chin in one hand and played with the teacup in the other, tilting her head to enjoy the sunlight spilling into the yard.

When the little yellow cat passed by, it would occasionally glance at her Wang Zhi's gaze, and meow twice with an imposing voice.

For the first and second time, Jiang Zhilian ignored this little animal's life.

The third time, she couldn't help but ask Meng Qing: "What do you mean, Uncle Meow?" It seems that he is dissatisfied with me. ”

Meng Qing added tea to the two, put down the teapot, and said half-truthfully: "I failed to compete for favor, and I was angry." ”

"Competing for favor? What kind of pet? Jiang Zhilian suddenly sat up straight and smiled, "I'll go, fight for your favor?" Meng Qing, do you want to be so narcissistic! ”

Meng Qing raised his sword eyebrows lightly and drank tea leisurely.

Jiang Zhilian looked at him, and felt that his silhouette at the moment was extremely good-looking, and people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"I'm going back to make lunch for my aunt and my brother-in-law." She took a sip of the tea from her cup and stood up and stepped out of the door.

Coming out of the shady room to the sun, 'my body suddenly became warm,' and when the wooden trough for making tofu arrived, I went to the stall. It's still at the gate of the national cotton factory, remember to eat it when you have time. ”

Meng Qing: "Got it." ”

……

No one expected that Meng Qing would send the wooden trough over that night, and by that time Wu Tao and Chen Shufen had already gone to bed and were ready to sleep.

"Why did you send it so late?" Seeing Meng Qing standing at the door covered in cold, Jiang Zhilian was surprised.

She subconsciously glanced at the wall clock in the living room, and it showed that it was 10:45.

"I'm afraid you're in a hurry." Meng Qing picked up the two wooden troughs on the ground and asked softly, "Where do you put them?" ”

Jiang Zhilian immediately took him to the courtyard, "I'm not in such a hurry, I'll send it over tomorrow." ”

Meng Qing said half-seriously and half-jokingly: "I don't want to become a little rich woman early, it's better to be a day earlier than a day late." ”

Jiang Zhilian: "......"

Meng Qing: "There is still outside, don't lock the door yet." ”

The words fell, and in a flash, he disappeared.

Jiang Zhilian shouted towards the door, "How many more?" I'll help you carry it......"

When she put on her clothes and changed her shoes and was about to go out, she met Meng Qing who came back again.

He blocked her way and said in a deep voice: "Don't go out, it's windy at night, and it's easy to catch a cold." ”

Jiang Zhilian: "Gone, right? I only asked my brother-in-law to make four for me. ”

"And." He paused, and put the wooden trough on the floor of the living room, "You carry these one by one to the courtyard, and I'll bring everything outside in first." ”

After saying that, the man turned around and disappeared again.

The two of them worked for nearly twenty minutes before putting all the wooden troughs in the yard.

Jiang Zhilian counted, and there were a total of twelve wooden troughs one meter square.

Each is thick and sturdy, and the craftsmanship is very solid at a glance.

She suddenly felt that although her brother-in-law Qiao Dong looked like an upstart, he had the temperament of an upstart.

But when it comes to carpentry, there is really the sophistication and heritage of an old craftsman.

The last time she saw the wooden table and long wooden stools he made for the wedding, Jiang Zhilian realized this.

"I asked my brother-in-law to make four, and he made me twelve at once. The materials are still used so well, and the specifications are so large. Uncle is really a sincere person, so reliable! ”

Jiang Zhilian squatted in the dark courtyard, unable to put down these wooden troughs.

Meng Qing pulled her up, "Go back to the house, it's windy." ”

Jiang Zhilian shrunk her neck and was led into the room by him.

Her hands were still warm, alternating between hot and cold in an instant with his cold palm.

Such a casual and natural touch produced a subtle aura between them.

But no one showed any reaction to this, and each silently withdrew its hand.

"Do you drink malt cream?" Jiang Zhilian walked to the kitchen, suddenly paused after asking, and looked back at him, "There is condensed milk and milk in it, not vegetarian." You can't drink it, can you? ”

"Hmm......" Meng Qing nodded with a light smile.

Jiang Zhilian heated two cups of soy milk and returned to the living room.

A cup was placed in front of Meng Qing, and a cup was held in the palm of his hand and drank slowly.

"If you go back now, it's going to be late at night...... "Why don't you spend the night on the sofa in the living room and come back tomorrow when it's dawn?" ”

Meng Qing: "Okay. ”