After getting into the taxi, Wen Ya glanced at Qin Xiangyang and said nothing.

Take another look after a while.

Take another look.

This cautious little appearance made Qin Xiangyang laugh, so he said, "What are you looking at?"

"Do you have anything to ask?" Wen Ya blinked and said.

Qin Xiangyang then knew what she was talking about, and said with a confused expression: "No."

"Oh." Wen Ya opened her mouth and then held it back.

"Okay, if you think it's necessary to say it, just say it. If it's not necessary, don't tell me about trivial matters." Qin Xiangyang stopped teasing her and said with a smile.

Wen Ya thought for a moment, glanced at the driver again, and finally said nothing. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak, but that she was embarrassed in the presence of outsiders.

The taxi left the city and entered the town. Then, with Wen Ya guiding the way, it turned onto the winding village road and finally stopped on the country road. The car could not get in anymore and had to walk in.

The two got out of the car and the taxi stopped where it was. Because Qin Xiangyang had agreed with the driver that he would go back to Su City in a while, the driver was happy to make two trips in one trip and had no objection.

This time when they arrived at Wen Ya's territory, she took Qin Xiangyang into the path.

"Xiaoya is back? Is school out?" A passing aunt carrying a bamboo basket with grass in it greeted Wenya with a smile.

"Well, I'm back." Wen Ya replied lukewarmly.

"Who is this young man? Are you a friend?" When the aunt saw the handsome young man behind her, she frowned and said, "You are a friend at a young age. Your grandma just left and you learned bad things!"

"It has nothing to do with you." Wen Ya looked coldly and took the initiative to pull Qin Xiangyang forward.

"Hey, you kid, you don't know any manners. I care about you, aunt!" The aunt said sadly, as if she didn't know the heart of a good person.

Wen Ya stopped paying attention to her and said nothing, so Qin Xiangyang didn't say hello to her, feeling that something was going on.

The two of them didn't meet any acquaintances again. They walked quickly and came to a house after twists and turns.

The two-story building looks quite dated, and must be a few years old. There is a courtyard at the door, and there is a well in the courtyard. There are dry firewood stacked against the wall, and there is a bird's nest on top of the firewood.

Although it is a bit old, it has a warm feeling.

"Here we are, this is my home." Wen Ya turned around and smiled, then took out the key from her pocket and opened the door: "Come in."

Qin Xiangyang looked at it and asked, "Who was that just now?"

Entering the door is a large living room, which is decorated like a mourning hall, with photos of Grandma Wen Ya on it.

"She is considered a relative of mine." Wen Ya looked at her grandma's photo, pursed her lips, and said, "She wanted me to marry his son before."

Qin Xiangyang suddenly realized that a normal rural old lady is very gossipy. When she saw her junior bringing someone of the opposite sex over, she should be curious to inquire about it, rather than look dissatisfied.

It turned out that he was to blame for robbing her daughter-in-law?

"But it's been discontinued. When my grandma was sick, she refused to borrow a penny. It was just because she thought my family was poor and thought I couldn't afford it." Wen Ya shook her head, and when she came here, she couldn't help but feel a little lower: "So

They are just insignificant people."

"Well, you will have a new life in the future, and these people are just passing by." Qin Xiangyang comforted him and changed the subject: "Did your grandma make these bamboo baskets?"

There are some bamboo strips in the corner, as well as low-cost and semi-finished bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets and the like.

"Well, my grandma's craftsmanship is quite good. She usually makes bamboo baskets and other things and sells them for me to go to school." Wen Ya fell into the beautiful memories and showed a gentle smile: "It's a pity that I am careless, why?

You can’t even learn.”

"My grandma made me a rabbit made of bamboo when I was a kid. Let's go upstairs and I'll show it to you!" Wen Ya suddenly remembered something, spoke excitedly, and took Qin Xiangyang up to the second floor.

There were three rooms on the second floor. Wen Ya took him into the middle one. There were two beds inside. One had only the bed board left, and the other was covered with national uniform sheets and quilt covers. There were some cartoon stickers on the head of the bed.

There is a doll on the bed.

Looks like an elegant boudoir?

Wen Ya opened the drawer and took out a...rabbit?

To be honest, he didn't recognize it...

"Well, the craftsmanship is very good!" Qin Xiangyang took the "rabbit", played with it, and said.

"When I was in elementary school, there were live little rabbits sold at the school gate, but my mother wouldn't let me raise one. Later, my grandma made one for me." Wen Ya smiled peacefully and shared her past experience: "

After my mother passed away, my grandma raised a cat for me."

"It's that kind of civet cat that is very good at catching mice. Since it came, there have been no more mice in the house. It will even eat the tail left and show it off in front of you."

"Every time when it's time for dinner, I go to the door and knock on the bowl. I don't know if it's the ear of the wind, but I can hear it no matter how far away it is, and then it will come out of the alley!"

…

Wen Ya started chatting, and Qin Xiangyang also became interested. He told her about a big yellow dog that was raised in his hometown in the past. Every time he saw a wild cat passing by, he would chase it out to play.

The two chatted happily for a while, seemed to get closer to each other, and then began to pack things.

Qin Xiangyang was responsible for wrapping the nationally unified sheets and bedding in a big red bundle, while Wen Ya packed her underwear, as well as some souvenirs she wanted to take away.

There are not many things to take away, and daily necessities can be bought there, so a taxi can fit in there, so there is no need to call a truck.

Then Wen Ya took Qin Xiangyang to visit her old house. The house to the west was where her grandmother lived. Inside, Qin Xiangyang was surprised to find that her grandmother's bed was an ancient carved bed. It always felt like it was the same as the one displayed in the garden.

Those old items are similar, I don’t know if they are considered antiques.

No one has lived in this house for a long time. Wenya's grandma later moved to the first floor because her legs and legs were bad, so there was a layer of dust on it.

Qin Xiangyang also turned to Wen Ya's childhood composition book, and was looking at it with interest when she snatched it away with a blushing face. The two of them quarreled for a while, and finally packed up and prepared to leave.

When leaving, Wen Ya took away a photo of her grandmother as a souvenir.

When the two of them walked to the door, they found two people coming into the yard.
Chapter completed!