Yan Xin glanced at the pair of gloves on the table, he was a little helpless, he was too careless at the time, and he didn't take off the pair of gloves in time to give it to her, and as a result, people came to the door.

There was no choice but to get up and return the gloves.

Walking outside with gloves, I saw Feng Xi wearing the same clothes he wore yesterday, wearing rain boots, and carrying a small bamboo basket standing in the snow in front of the door.

Yan Xin took a look, and the bamboo basket contained oranges.

I suddenly remembered that there were a few tangerine trees behind the Feng family's house, and the oranges were quite delicious.

In his previous life, as the son-in-law of the Feng family, he also ate some.

Thinking of this, my mouth unconsciously secreted saliva.

He walked over and handed her the pair of gloves, and said, "Don't you have any other gloves?" Just this pair of gloves and still run so far to get them on a snowy day? ”

Feng Xi nodded and said in a low voice, "Well, it's just this pair of gloves." ”

Yan Xin couldn't understand: "You can buy two more pairs, you can make money selling clothes, there's no need to be so economical, right?" It's not worth it if your hands freeze for that little money. ”

Feng Xi took the gloves and said pitifully: "I can't bear the money, I want to keep all the money to save for tuition." ”

As he spoke, he held the bamboo basket he was carrying in front of Yan Xin: "This is my family's oranges, thank you for sending me home yesterday and bringing them to you to eat." ”

Today's Feng Xi is very well-behaved, with a hint of pity, which is very different from yesterday's vexatious appearance in front of the clothing stall.

This made Yan Xin a little surprised.

After hesitating for a moment, he still took the basket of oranges and said, "It's really unnecessary to run so far to carry it on such a cold day." ”

"What should be thanked is still to be thanked," Feng Xi said, "Be grateful." ”

"What a big deal?" Yan Xin was embarrassed, "What's more, I also relied on your bicycle to get home in time, otherwise I would have to wait for the car in the cold weather." ”

Carrying the bamboo basket back to the house, pouring the oranges into a net basin, going out to return the bamboo basket to her, seeing that both of her hands were red, I couldn't help but say:

"In this snowy day, you don't wear gloves, you carry this here, isn't it cold?"

"Cold," Feng Xi looked up at him, "both hands are frozen." ”

"The gloves were given back to you, you can bring them on." Yan Xin said.

Feng Xi stretched out both hands in front of him: "My fingers are frozen, I can't put them on, or you can help me put them on." ”

Yan Xin sighed: "I don't know what you think, I came here to suffer this sin on this cold day!" ”

put the bamboo basket on the ground, took the gloves in Feng Xi's hand, and put them on her one hand at a time.

If another girl asked him to do such a thing, he would definitely not do it, after all, there should be such a boundary between men and women.

However, when facing Feng Xi, the boundaries were a little blurred.

That was his wife in his previous life, although he divorced later, he also worked as a husband and wife for several years.

They couldn't be more familiar with each other, and they couldn't be more intimate than they were once close.

With such a memory, the boundaries between men and women will inevitably be impacted.

He didn't feel anything wrong with doing such a thing.

This kind of gloves knitted with wool are not more difficult to put on than the gloves bought, and it is indeed not so convenient when the fingers of both hands are frozen.

Holding Feng Xi's hand in his hand, it was indeed very cold, like a ball of ice there, freezing Yan Xin, who had just come out of the bed, with a spirit.

I don't know why she suffers this sin.

Is it for this basket of oranges, or for that pair of gloves?

It's not worth it.

But no matter what it was, this sin was for himself, which made him a little uneasy.

put gloves on her, and seeing that her face was red from the cold, she couldn't help but ask again: "Are you cold?" ”

"Cold!" Feng Xi nodded vigorously.

Yan Xin thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you bake a fire in my house first, and then go back when it's warm." ”

Feng Xi hummed, agreed to it, and said again:

"I'm sorry for you."

"What's the trouble, you can bring me oranges on such a cold day." Yan Xin said a word and walked into the kitchen.

Feng Xi walked in behind him, quietly clenched his fists, and there was some excitement on his face.

Seeing that Yan Xin was about to turn his head, he tightened his excitement and changed into a pitiful look.

Entering the kitchen, Yan Xin pulled out a broken iron pot, grabbed a handful of dried pine needles picked up from the mountain to start the fire, put them into the broken iron pot, lit the fire, and then added a thinner branch.

When the thin branches were burning, they added thicker branches.

Within two minutes, the fire in the broken iron pot was rising.

The kitchen was already quite cold, but as soon as the fire started, it quickly warmed up.

Feng Xi pulled a chair and sat by the fire to roast the fire, as quiet as a little quail.

After Yan Xin lit the fire, he also found a chair to sit down.

The two of them were cooking together, and neither spoke at first, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Feng Xi was roasting on the fire, and the tips of his shoes were gently picking at the ground.

If the two of them have been silent for a long time, maybe Yan Xin won't have to build a house, and she will directly cut out a set of three bedrooms and two living rooms.

After a few minutes, Yan Xin also felt a little embarrassed, coughed, and asked:

"How much money do you make now?"

"Not much." Feng Xi said.

"How much is it?" Yan Xin asked.

When the words came out, he paused, and then said:

"I'm just a little curious, and I don't necessarily know how much money you've made, so you don't have to say anything that is inconvenient to say."

"There's five or six thousand." Feng Xi said.

Yan Xin was taken aback: "Earned so much?" Do you just rely on the winter vacation to set up a stall in the town to sell clothes? ”

"No," Feng Xi shook his head and said, "After I started school, I thought about earning tuition for myself, and at the beginning, I took my living expenses to the wholesale market and bought some small goods to sell in the dormitory, and at that time I began to make money." ”

"Wow!" Yan Xin looked at Feng Xi in surprise, "So powerful!" ”

Feng Xi glanced at him, lowered his head again, and said: "It's okay, the hard work is a little harder than others, but there are also gains, at least I have some money in my hands, and in the future, if my family does not support me to study, I can read it myself." It would be better to take your future into your own hands. ”

Yan Xin gave her a thumbs up: "You are this!" ”

In his previous life, Feng Xi actually worked very hard, and when he was working, he also taught himself the knowledge of high school, and he also thought that one day he would be able to go to the college entrance examination room and realize his college dream.

Later, I also learned various financial knowledge, thinking about increasing the value of my money and solving the dilemma of life.

It's a pity that luck wasn't so good, and all the hard work was in vain.

In this life, he prevented Feng Chen's suicide, which seemed to have fundamentally changed her fate, not only could she continue to study, but she was also able to make money, and even her luck improved.

——In his previous life, what Yan Xin was most afraid of was Feng Xi's financial management, which was simply buying something and losing something.

Speaking of the head, it is a mess to operate.

Honestly doing a job, you can live a little more stable, and you want to make a windfall, but the result is to lose all your capital.

Sometimes it's not all about ability, it's just bad luck.

Now that Feng Xi can make money by doing a small business, it shows that her luck has also improved, and she is not as declining as before, which is a thing worth being happy for her.

(End of chapter)