Yang Yuting went to Sanchuan Town to buy clothes?

If Yang Yuting went to the town to buy clothes, it would be an upright thing, and many people in the village would be envious, why did the aunt hide her?

If you can buy clothes, you must still have money in your hand, maybe Yang Yuting stole 300 yuan, and then put 300 yuan in different places, and then Song Qingtian only found one place, Yang Yuting took the opportunity to frame Song Qingtian, and took the remaining 200 yuan to buy clothes.

That's the case, Song Qingtian's memory of his previous life surfaced that after the Lantern Festival this year, Yang Yuting went to school in new clothes, Song Qingtian was still envious at that time, just after the New Year, the aunt bought clothes for her cousin again, and her heart was 10,000 greedy, at that time, she didn't think that the family conditions of the aunt's family were not good, and Yang Yuting suddenly had money to buy clothes.

Right now, Song Qingtian wants to stop Yang Yuting from spending the two hundred yuan, otherwise the money will be spent, and she will never be able to get it back, and grandma will definitely continue to lie to herself.

His heart lit up, and Song Qingtian hurriedly ran home.

When passing by the Zhaojiawan River Beach. Song Qingtian couldn't help but glance at the telephone pole, he was still fishing in the river, he didn't have to think about it to know that his feet were definitely going to freeze and be numb in such weather, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Suddenly, Song Qingtian's mind changed, he had just met Zhao Gengju on the river beach, and his brother's telephone pole also said that he was going to the town, wouldn't it be such a coincidence?

The pants worn by Zhao Gengju are almost new, which is far worse than the clothes when he saw the sheep herding yesterday, and Zhao Gengju cares about those pants very much, not to meet with the opposite sex, how can he pay attention to the image like this.

What kind of hookup between two people can't be?

Song Qingtian guessed that nine times out of ten, it would be like this.

Sanchuan Town, more than 10 miles away from the Shuanghe Brigade, can't catch up with Yang Yuting when walking, Song Qingtian needs a bicycle, but she remembers that there are no bicycles at home.

In my impression, the second uncle Song Nanfeng had a 28 beam bicycle at home, and when Song Qingtian arrived in Songhe Village, he went straight to the second uncle's house.

The second aunt Sun Guiying was feeding the chickens in the yard with a big belly, and her cousin Song Changan was playing with the chickens with a wooden stick.

Sun Guiying saw Song Qingtian panting and running into the yard, with a smile on her face, "Nizi is here, hurry up and sit inside." ”

Song Qingtian said: "Second aunt, I'm in a bit of a hurry, can I ride your bicycle?" ”

Sun Guiying asked, "What are you going to do on a bicycle?" ”

"Second aunt, I'm going to Sanchuan Town to do something urgent."

Sun Guiying frowned, and said a lot from head to toe Song Qingtian said: "Qingtian, I remember that you don't have a bicycle at home, you haven't learned to ride a bicycle with Ben, and you still come to borrow a car, are you lending it to someone else to ride?" Sunny day, you are a good girl, you can't lie and deceive the second aunt. ”

Sun Guiying's words are right, in Song Qingtian's previous life, she only learned to ride a bicycle at the age of eighteen or nineteen, and the 28-year-old beam bicycle was really difficult for her to ride in her previous life.

Song Qingtian said firmly: "Second aunt, I haven't learned to ride a bicycle at home, but I can ride, when I was in school, I rode my classmate's bicycle." ”

Sun Guiying was silent, Song Qingtian knew that this second aunt was a difficult person, and she had a lot of ghost ideas in her heart, if she didn't hurry up and find a way, this second aunt had 10,000 reasons why she couldn't borrow a bicycle, and after glancing at Song Changan, who was having fun, she had an idea.

"Second aunt, my mother has been uncomfortable these days, I almost fainted when I got up this morning, my mother asked me to go to the town to buy some brown sugar, I couldn't walk before I thought about asking my second aunt to borrow a bicycle, my mother said, when I bought brown sugar, I wanted to buy some candy for Chang'an to eat, saying that you are carrying Chang'an hard work, you don't have time to take Chang'an to the town, Chang'an hasn't eaten candy for a long time."

In the early 80s, candy was a favorite thing for children, Song Qingtian used candy to let her little cousin tell the truth, and she thought about using candy to lure her little cousin Song Changan.

At the same time, when she spoke like this, she also erected an image of her mother Yang Xiulian in front of her second aunt.

Song Changan didn't care about Song Qingtian at first, he was used to the fact that this cowardly sister would never bring him any benefits,

However, the almighty candy immediately caught his attention.

Song Changan ran over and asked, "Sister Qingtian, do you really want to buy me candy?" ”

Song Qingtian nodded and said, "Yes, when the second aunt asks me to ride to the town later, I will buy you candy to eat." ”

Song Changan immediately hugged Sun Guiying's leg and shouted: "Mom, I want to eat candy, Sister Qingtian will go to the town to buy candy for me, you can lend the bicycle to Sister Qingtian to ride." ”

Sun Guiying looked at Song Qingtian in a little surprise, this little girl seemed to have changed, her mouth could speak, and she would use her brains to use Song Changan to make it impossible not to lend her a bicycle.

"On a sunny day, you really know how to ride a bike? My bicycle is your second uncle who has driven a tractor for others over the years, and has worked hard to save money to buy it, but he has never lent it to others, and I am afraid that you will not ride it and break it. ”

"Second aunt, I really know how to ride, I don't believe you lend me the bike, I'll ride it for you to see, I'll lend it to me when I ride, okay?"

When it came to this, Sun Guiying couldn't refuse, so she asked Song Qingtian to go to the hall to push the cart.

Bicycles were not available in every household at that time, and Sun Guiying's bicycle was not only placed in the hall where guests were greeted, but also covered with a sheet for fear of falling dust.

Song Qingtian pushed the bicycle outside the yard, hooked the pedals with his feet, stepped on it suddenly, and the bicycle moved forward, and then borrowed force, the other leg stepped over the beam, and the butt smoothly reached the saddle.

"Second aunt, thank you."

Song Qingtian laughed and rode his bicycle to the outside of the village.

Sanchuan Town is a small market town, and the market is opened every other day.

Markets are held on double days in the lunar calendar, such as the second, fourth, and sixth days of the lunar calendar, and villagers from all over the world will come to the market to buy things. On the first, third, and fifth days of junior high school, there was no one in the cold.

Although today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, because of the Lantern Festival, Sanchuan Town is still quite lively.

In the early 80s, there were very few bicycles, and when people rode their bicycles to the market, there was no place to put them to buy things, which was very inconvenient, and most importantly, they were afraid of losing them.

At this time, people with economic consciousness began to pull a few ropes in the open space not far from the bazaar, and then store their bicycles for two cents at a time.

There are a lot of people in the market today, and it is inconvenient for Song Qingtian to go to find Yang Yuting to ride a bicycle, and he is afraid that he will lose the bicycle of his second aunt's family, so he thinks that he can rest assured by storing it.

At this time, she realized that she was in too much of a hurry, and she didn't have a penny with her, so she really had no choice but to push her bicycle and squeeze in the crowd.

"Song Qingtian, are you also coming to the market?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice called out to her behind her, and as soon as Song Qingtian turned around, a girl about her age looked at her and smiled, with two round dimples at the corners of her mouth.

"Qin Xiaoyun."

Song Qingtian remembered that this was her best classmate, friend, and best friend in her previous life.