Yu Xiangyang glared at her.

The meaning in the eyes is obvious, why are you so stingy?!

Yu Xiangnian glared back, listen to me, that's right!

Yu Xiangyang: "···" Listen to it once!

Wen Qiuning settled the account, and everyone returned.

On the way, Yu Xiangyang deliberately pulled Yu Xiangnian to walk behind, and Yu Xiangnian knew that he wanted an explanation.

"Isn't it embarrassing for you to help her so much, and you have to settle the food money? Will she be embarrassed to ask you for help in the future? ”

Yu Xiangyang suddenly said, fortunately, it's not over.

The three of them went to move the cupboard and the remaining two stools, and only Wen Qiuning and Yu Xiangnian were left in the house.

Wen Qiuning planned to take down the curtains that had been hanging in the house before, wash them, and then hang them up and use them.

Yu Xiangnian took out a few pieces of unity from her pocket and handed them to Wen Qiuning, she didn't beat around the bush, "If you buy a new home, you definitely need to buy some bits and pieces, I have a hundred yuan here, borrow it from you first, I'm not in a hurry to use it, you pay it back slowly." ”

Wen Qiuning hesitated for a moment and took the money, "Thank you." ”

She only has more than ten yuan left on her, which is estimated to be only enough to buy a bedding, but the family does need to buy a lot of things.

Yu Xiangnian said: "Thank you, who will not encounter difficulties." ”

Wen Qiuning thought that the luckiest thing in her life was to meet Yu Xiangnian's family, and every time she was in danger, they helped her.

The three men brought the furniture back, and there was nothing to do with them.

The family left, and Wen Qiuning hurried out to ask someone to make the bedding.

After a busy day, I don't have any strength in my body, but my heart is full of strength.

She sat at the table and wrote a letter to her mother, telling her that the house had been completed and that she should come to Beijing as soon as possible to reunite.

The orange incandescent lamp cast a dark shadow on the table, and she held the pen, the paper with a delicate and powerful font, her slender back straight and strong.

Yu Xiangyang and Cheng Jingmo each rode a bicycle to school.

Cheng Jingmo still felt that something was wrong, "Yu Xiangyang, you didn't treat girls like this before?" ”

Yu Xiangyang asked rhetorically: "What was I like before?" Have I ever had a girl around me? ”

Cheng Jingmo also saw that there were three girls around Xiang Yang, and he analyzed the actual situation, "You let Lin Ye ride a bicycle to carry you, but you are willing to carry Xia Qingyun and Wen Qiuning." ”

"Lin can also ride a bicycle, can they ride?" Yu Xiangyang asked again.

Cheng Jingmo thought about it, too.

Lin also has great strength and good skills, so Yu Xiangyang is relieved that she will carry him.

But I still think it's weird.

The days of anticipation always fly by, and in anticipation, the time has come to December.

Beijing ushered in the first snow of the year.

Yu Xiangyang, who is more than twenty-seven years old, is having a snowball fight with the big and small children in the yard.

Obviously, I was tired of playing last year, but this year I am still full of enthusiasm when I see the snow.

Even this year, I became more interested, built a big snowman in the yard, and gave the snowman a name: Cheng Laoer.

Cheng Jingmo: "···" I thank you for this!

At this time, Wen Qiuning was waiting outside the train platform, a layer of white fell on his hat and shoulders, and his always cold eyes were surging with rare excitement.

When the train finally arrived, the corners of her lips curled.

From the age of sixteen to the present, she and her mother have only been together for a handful of days, and from today on, the two can rely on each other as before.

The passengers swarmed down, and Wen Qiuning didn't dare to blink as he looked at the people passing in front of him.

After looking at it for a while, my eyes were sour, and I still didn't see her waiting for someone.

There were fewer and fewer passengers, and only a few people walked on the platform.

A gray-haired woman carried a large woven bag on her shoulder and a large box in each hand.

The baggage weighed down on her body, and she walked forward with difficulty.

"Mom!"

Hearing the voice, the woman raised her head, searched for a moment, and suddenly smiled, "Ning Ning! ”

Wen Qiuning ran over in a few steps, and took the box in the woman's hand as she spoke.

"Mom, let me carry it!"

Wen Qin said: "The movement of my back is not as heavy as a basket of grass." ”

Wen Qiuning carried two boxes and walked slowly beside her, "The road is slippery, you walk slowly." ”

Walking outside the train station, Wen Qiuning gritted his teeth and stopped two rickshaws.

Her mother must have been tired from the train ride for so long.

It was a long way from the train station to her home, and it was snowing, and with so much luggage, she didn't want her mother to be tired anymore.

But with two people and these luggage, one rickshaw is definitely unwilling to pull, so it can only stop two.

Wen Qin tugged at the corner of her clothes and complained, "Let's just walk, don't break the bank." ”

Wen Qiuning pretended not to hear and put her luggage in the car, "Mom, get in the car." ”

Vincent: "···" The luggage was all in the car, and she could only get into the car.

The two returned home.

Wen Qiuning hurriedly went to bring in the honeycomb coal stove that she had burned before she went out, poured another cup of hot water and handed it to Wen Qin, "Mom, you bake the fire for a while, heat it up, and I'll cook." ”

Wen Qin said: "You are also roasting hot, and I still have a few steamed buns in my bag, and I will eat them hot on the stove." ”

Wen Qin said, and took out the steamed buns wrapped in newspaper from the bag, which were so hard that they could smash walnuts.

Wen Qiuning was sad.

She knew that her mother had eaten these cold and hard steamed buns all the way.

She said in her heart: wait for her for another year, when she can earn more money when she works, she will no longer let her mother live such a life.

Wen Qiuning endured the taste in her heart, and smiled on her face, "I'll cook right away, you take a rest." ”

She walked outside to the stove and began to cook.

Buying a new home was more expensive than she had imagined.

Fortunately, Yu Nian lent her money, so she had the money to buy pots and pans, kettles, kettles and other things needed to boil water for cooking.

Wen Qin naturally couldn't be idle, she was packing those bags inside.

A quilt was in the woven bag, a box with clothes, and a box with something she was reluctant to throw away.

It's a pity that her loom was too big and heavy to brought, so it was sold cheaply to the villagers.

The thatched hut they lived in was worthless, and all the odds and turns in the family were sold for less than thirty yuan.

There was no cabinet at home, so Wen Qin put the mattress back into the woven bag, the quilt on the bed, and the clothes and other things in the box.

Wen Qiuning made rice mixed with sorghum, a stir-fried pork with cabbage and a radish soup.

Such a meal is already a good meal for the two of them, and they used to not be able to eat meat once in half a year.

The two of them ate on the stove, and Wen Qiuning said, "Mom, I want to invite my friend to come to the house for a meal." ”