Suisui at Seventy

Two days later, early in the morning, just after dawn, an ox cart on the village road was parked there. Uncle Liu, who was driving the cart, was squatting on the side of the road and smoking boringly.

"Old Liu, let's go!" Someone in the car urged him.

"Yeah, yeah, it's almost noon if I don't leave, and I can't come back for dinner." The villagers go to the town in the morning and return at noon, rushing back for lunch.

"I'm rushing to talk about the cloth. There is a bargain today. You can buy two copies of a cloth ticket. If you don't go, you will be fine!"

"What are you waiting for, Old Liu?"

Uncle Liu got up, knocked on his old smoker, and said slowly: "What anxious? Can't delay, the car is not full yet."

"Why isn't it full? It's almost there!" The people in the car were also shrewd, unwilling to wait for more people to squeeze, urging him to leave quickly.

Song Weizheng half-closed his eyes and leaned against the outermost side of the bullock cart, sitting quietly without making a sound.

"Master! Master! Don't leave, wait for me!" At this moment, a bright shout came from far and near, accompanied by a panting of exhaustion.

Song Weizheng, who had not been moving, suddenly raised his eyes and looked forward.

Jiang Suisui ran out of breath with a basket of eggs in his arms, for fear that he would not be able to catch the bus. In the village, the cattle drove everyone to the town, but that's all.

Jiang Suisui hasn't been out of the village since he was born again, and when he got up in the morning, he asked Granny Jiang how to get to the village entrance.

"Don't play and forget, hurry back after midday, don't you?" Grandma Jiang looked at her a little uneasy, she still stuffed 50 cents in her pocket before she left.

"I know." Jiang Suisui patted his chest to make sure, and then happily walked out the door.

Granny Jiang looked at her happily leaving behind and sighed: "Hey, after choking on the water, I feel alive and alive. Fortunately, there is Song Weizheng who can take care of him, otherwise I am really afraid that she will be lost!"

Jiang Suisui, who went out happily, didn't expect that the village entrance was still quite far away. She walked a long way, climbed a slope, and crossed a long mountain and forest path before reaching the entrance of the village.

As soon as he walked out, Jiang Suisui, who was so tired that he had begun to pant, found that the bullock cart was full of seats not far away, and the master who drove the bus also stood up, as if he was about to set off.

Jiang Suisui quickly beckoned and called: "Master! Master! Don't leave, wait for me!"

She took a 100-meter sprint speed and ran to the ox cart, holding the egg basket in one hand and on the knee and taking two breaths, raising her head to look intently.

Eh hey! This, isn't this Song Weizheng?

Jiang Suisui just finished sprinting, and his blood was on his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. She fainted: "Why are you?"

Song Weizheng's eyes inadvertently glanced at her blushing cheeks, and said faintly, "Not in the car yet?"

"Oh! Get in the car, get in the car." Jiang Suisui answered as he prepared to get in the car.

However…

"This..." She stunned, "Where should I sit?" There seemed to be people in the seats where the car could sit.

She looked up and asked, and found that everyone in the bullock cart was looking at her like a stranger. Jiang Suisui shrank his neck slightly, a little confused.

She turned to look at Song Weizheng, the only person she knew here, cast his eyes for help.

Fortunately, Song Weizheng received her signal, jumped out of the car with long legs, revealing a little space at the rear of the car, and motioned: "Go up."

Jiang Suisui suddenly looked grateful: "Thank you!"

"But... I'm sitting, where are you sitting?" She hesitated.

Song Weizheng paused, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a group of fragmented footsteps behind him.

After hearing the sound, Jiang Suisui turned his head and looked. Several young people who were obviously different from the village's temperament and style came over, talking and laughing. Among them was a young man with acne-prone face who was pushing a bicycle.

Jiang Suisui's eyes suddenly brightened, bicycles are a big item these days! Someone in this village actually bought a bicycle? Big family?

I saw this group of young people standing in front of the bullock cart. The acne man pushing the bicycle looked at the bullock cart and the people in the cart with disgusting eyes, and said to the girl beside him: "Comrade Wanyue, this bullock cart is really... Not ordinary people can sit, or should I drive you to town?"

Li Wanyue was still talking and smiling, but when she saw the full load of people on the bullock cart, she froze. When she heard the man with acne, she stretched her lips and smiled and said, "Comrade Jiacheng, then I will trouble you."

Wu Jiacheng got a smile from the beautiful woman, and the whole person floated up and down: "No trouble, no trouble."

Then, Li Wanyue turned her head to look back and apologized: "Comrade Zhiwen, I sent a package from my home. I rushed to pick it up. I can only take a free ride from Comrade Jiacheng. I'm sorry."

When Jiang Suisui heard this, he probably understood that these few should be educated youths who went to the countryside. There are many educated youths with good backgrounds, so it is no wonder that they can afford bicycles.

Zhiwen... Could it be the male partner Shen Zhiwen?

She was suddenly curious, and looked around slightly, wanting to see what the scumbag male partner in the book looks like.

Song Weizheng was aside, looking at her head swaying to move forward, his face grew colder and colder.

At this time, Shen Zhiwen stepped forward, with a white shirt and black trousers, a scholar-like appearance, gentle and straightforward appearance.

Jiang Suisui is a little disappointed, but Song Weizheng is good-looking, so he is said to be the hero!

Then Shen Zhiwen helped his glasses and smiled gently: "It doesn't matter, you should go first. I just want to accompany a few friends."

Li Wanyue looked at several "friends" beside him, her expression was a little hard to say, she reluctantly smiled and said: "Then you should pay attention to safety on the road, and we will meet again in town."

After speaking, she turned to Wu Jiacheng, turned sideways, and sat on the back seat of the bicycle gracefully and calmly.

Wu Jiacheng held his head high and proudly rode the girl in the back seat into the distance.

Jiang Suisui also saw the friends mentioned by Shen Zhiwen at this time, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

They are actually! Why did Jiang Miaomiao and Shen Zhiwen get together again? With Zhang Wenfang and Li Daidi?

As the heroine, shouldn't she get close to the heroine?

Jiang Suisui secretly raised his eyes and glanced at the hero Song Weizheng next to him. Song Weizheng noticed her gaze and cast a faint glance. Jiang Suisui quickly withdrew his gaze.

Opposite Jiang Miaomiao, watching the interaction of the two men, gritted his teeth with anger.

Smelly shameless, stubbornly posted goods, vixen! Jiang Miaomiao was full of swear words in his heart.

Had it not been for Jiang Suisuiba to hold Song Weizheng, would she have not made any progress now?

Although he is not married yet, Song Weizheng is now equivalent to a "married man", and if he gets closer and wants to talk to him, he will be pointed out. Not to mention Song Weizheng's cold face every day, she greeted her with a cheerful smile, and she could be frozen by him.

No matter what you say to him, the answer is "um", "oh", "no", "no", "don't know", and never say one more word. She said too much and would be disliked, Song Weizheng's frowning and dark eyes were telling her clearly that you are annoying.

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but rolled his eyes, then looked at Shen Zhiwen, who was talking and laughing with Zhang Wenfang and Li Daidi. I have to admit that Song Weizheng and Shen Zhiwen are far apart in terms of pleasing girls.

No matter if the opposite is a beautiful and proud female educated youth or a disgraced country girl, he treats each other equally and tenderly. When you talk to him, he will look at your eyes seriously, as if listening wholeheartedly. Country girls who have never seen the world often fall completely into their eyes from the moment they face him.

Jiang Miaomiao looked at Zhang Wenfang, who was blushing, and Li Daidi, who was so nervous. He couldn't help but feel a little bit of vicissitudes of people coming: young people are innocent.

Since she was reborn, she didn't bother to go to Shen Zhiwen to dedicate herself. This time, in order to match Zhang Wenfang and Li Daidi, she went to the educated youth spot for the first time yesterday.

After going there, Shen Zhiwen was squatting in the yard brushing his only pair of leather shoes embarrassedly. There were mud spots everywhere, and the brush was too hard. Shen Zhiwen didn't dare to use force. He could only brush it a little bit slowly because he was afraid of breaking the shoes. The hair that I usually combed up on weekdays hangs down sluggishly, not at all the brilliance that is outside. There was still a basin of unwashed clothes beside him, piled crumpled in the basin.

Jiang Miaomiao laughed in his heart. She did this work before. After admiring Shen Zhiwen's embarrassment enough, she reached out and knocked on the courtyard door.

Shen Zhiwen was awakened by the knock on the door, quickly put down his brush and leather shoes, and straightened his hair and collar when he got up, then looked up and froze.

The next moment, a smile that could be called a surprise burst on his face: "Miaomiao? Are you here?"

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help being a little proud. Forever, if Shen Zhiwen had this attitude, she could fly with joy. Now, hum, my old lady is not rare!

Comparing Shen Zhiwen's joy, Jiang Miaomiao only said with a faint expression: "Shen Zhiqing, are you busy? Is it convenient to talk now?"

"Convenient, of course convenient." Shen Zhiwen smiled, "Miao Miao, you, you haven't been here for a long time... Is there something at home?"

Jiang Miaomiao said blankly, "It's nothing, just busy harvesting crops and running around in no time."

Shen Zhiwen nodded: "Indeed, the farming has been busy recently, and the tasks are really heavy. Our educated youth have also divided up a lot of work here. Everyone is too tired to go out early and return late all day long."

"Look," he pointed to his basin of clothes and smiled, "I'm so busy that I don't even have time to wash the clothes. No, I don't have to change, so I can only take the time to wash them quickly."

"It's a pity that I still haven't finished some work. I guess I won't be able to finish the washing before dark. Hey..." He sighed, then looked at Jiang Miaomiao, "Let you laugh, I am a big man, I am not very good at this kind of housework. ."

Pooh!

Jiang Miaomiao took a sip in his heart, what's not good at? Sigh? What to pretend to be pitiful? Don’t you just want her to help wash it? dream! Want to be beautiful! She is not stupid now!

Jiang Miaomiao chuckled, ignoring his scorching expectant gaze, and said, "I remember you said you were going to the town next time you go to the fair to buy books, right?"

"...Ah," Shen Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, "Yes, I am going to..."

"I have two little sisters," Jiang Miaomiao smiled, "Although I am a countryman, I want to buy a book to learn knowledge, and I plan to go to town together tomorrow to see it. Didn't I think of you? Shen? Educated youth, you are a cultural person, know a lot, can you help introduce it? They must be very happy."