Chapter 8: Mixed Flavors (2)
By the time they had finished eating, the snow had stopped, and the road was muddy. Qin Hong accompanied Chen Ying to the nearest bank of the school. Chen Ying pushed open the door, took out her ID card and took out a number, and the two sat side by side on the black leather sofa and waited. There were very few people in the bank, except for an old woman babbling into the window about her lost passbook. The staff in the hall brought them two cups of hot tea.
"Save money again?" Qin Hong looked around, "I've only been here once in my four years of college, and that time was because I lost my savings card. ”
"I come every month." Chen Ying said with a little pride.
"You must have saved a lot of money, right?" Qin Hong looked at her curiously, "Can you show me?" ”
Chen Ying handed him the sky-blue passbook.
"It's really hard, I saved so much before I worked." Qin Hong said, his tone full of admiration.
"It's okay - it's far from being self-sufficient."
"Don't work too hard, you're only a sophomore." After he finished speaking, he consciously changed the topic, "What's the arrangement for the afternoon?" ”
"I'm going to tutor in the afternoon." She said calmly, took the passbook and got up and walked to the counter. At this time, the teller at the window was raising her left hand to greet her, and as soon as she sat down, he gently asked her what business she wanted to handle.
"Save a three-year term." With that, she handed an envelope full of bills through the narrow slit in the window.
Returning to school from the bank, Chen Ying first rested in the dormitory for a while. She lay on the bed and flipped through the final exam papers that Mr. Liu had handed over. After a semester of contact, Martin's grades have improved a lot, which makes Chen Ying feel very gratified. Although the child's resistance to her did not diminish at all, on a few occasions he even grabbed his schoolbag and ran away in the middle of class. Even this could not make Chen Ying give up. She persevered to chase him up the stairs each time, pulling him back little by little, and in the end she was always able to convince him to finish his homework for the day.
"We can't do anything about him, I really didn't expect him to listen to you." Mr. Liu said with some emotion when he checked Martin's homework once.
In fact, Chen Ying also enjoys the fun of fighting wits and courage in this teaching process. She rolled over, took out the math and physics practice questions from the bookshelf, read them carefully, annotated them with a red pen from time to time, and selected a few marks of the same type according to the questions that Martin had made wrong in the exam, ready to let him consolidate them again in the evening. Chen Ying laughed heartily when she remembered that the child would put on a stinky face when she saw her, or muttered a few bad words in a corner that she wouldn't hear.
By four o'clock in the afternoon, she had found two small cakes from her food box. She tore open the box and chewed on the hot water, continuing to read the topic as she ate. After a while, she found the syllabus of the high school entrance examination that she copied, and carefully studied it according to the chapters, lest she miss any important points. She was intently taking notes until she was interrupted by another ringing on her phone.
"It's better not to be late." Chen Ying muttered to herself as she tore open a packet of Chinese medicine. The pellets are poured into the cup in which they usually drink water, and when boiling water is added, they begin to melt. She took out a long-handled spoon and stirred it regularly, until the color in the cup became even. She held up her glass and put it in her mouth, along with a few colored capsules.
"It's bitter, isn't it?" Sun Wei also grimaced when he saw the expression on Chen Ying's face.
"Acceptable." Chen Ying drank water and watched Sun Wei laboriously seal the suitcase that was flat on the cement floor, "When are you going to the train station?" ”
"This afternoon." Sun Wei pressed hard, and finally stuffed the last corner of her clothes into the box, the zippers on both sides converged perfectly, she took out a small combination lock from her pocket, hung it on the lock, and messed up the numbers. Her face was covered in sweat, and her hair was haphazardly combed to the side. She sat on the freshly sealed box and looked up at Chen Ying: "I really envy you - my home is in this city, and I don't have to run back and forth every winter vacation like me." ”
"It's good to go back and see it, change your mood." Chen Ying walked over and sat side by side with her on the box, "Be careful all the way, get a letter." ”
"Okay. I wish you a happy Chinese New Year in advance. ”
Together, they looked up at the empty upper bunk, which was Wu Yun's location, with only a few old newspapers on the bedboard, and all her things were neatly stored in the cabinet next to her.
"That guy has escaped." Sun Wei said with a little resentment, "She must have missed the hot pot in her hometown, so she couldn't wait to fly away as soon as she finished the exam." ”
"You're about to see the white sand by the sea. Don't forget to send me a few photos. Chen Ying said with a smile.
"No problem. What are you going to do during the winter break? ”
"Reading books, working part-time."
"No rest on holidays? Why should a twenty-year-old have such a hard time as a thirty-year-old? ”
"Because I really don't want to understand what a 20-year-old person should understand when I'm 30 years old, I set a goal for myself to achieve it."
"Okay. Hurry up and 'work' – don't let me be late. Sun Wei sighed and said.
"Working to earn money is just for a better life." Chen Ying turned around and hugged Sun Wei's shoulder, "See you next semester." ”
"See you next year."
Chen Ying stood up and hurriedly stuffed the reference book into her school bag, brought a water bottle with half a bottle of warm water left, and covered her nose with a scarf. She turned around and glanced at Sun Wei, who was still sitting on the box, waved her hand, and then opened the bedroom door and walked downstairs. Within minutes, she was blending into the bustling crowd outside the campus walls.