Chapter 285 People with Dreams

The river embankment is only a few meters high, but the slope is relatively steep.

Yan Xin pulled Feng Xi all the way up, and he was very tired. When he reached the top, he let go of Feng Xi's hand and said, "You don't look fat, why are you so heavy?"

Feng Xi said: "It's not that I'm heavy, it's that you are weak."

Yan Xin categorically denied: "Don't talk nonsense, I am not weak, I am in good health."

I was dissatisfied and thought: "Three times in one night, where am I weak?"

It's just that this dazzling record cannot be compared to Feng Xi.

Feng Xi looked at him and said with a smile: "Don't deny it, the emptiness is the emptiness. I think you can straighten the wolfberry."

"No need at all." Yan Xin said confidently.

But he actually felt a little weak in his heart - in fact, he had cured the wolfberry more than a month ago and drank it secretly for more than a month.

He didn't know if it had any effect, but he felt that his body was working quite well.

Feng Xi stopped arguing with him and followed him down the river embankment towards the hill where Yan Xin lived.

When he reached the river embankment, Yan Xin discovered that he was walking in the river and taking photos, and unknowingly he had walked more than half a mile in the direction of Feng Xi's house.

After going some distance, we will almost reach her house.

No wonder I can see Feng Xi here, almost at the door of his house.

Feng Xi's house is on the other side of the river embankment, not too far away from the river embankment. Standing on the embankment, you can clearly see her house. It is an ordinary red brick house that has been around for a few years.

You can even see the tangerine tree behind her house, but now that the weather is cold, all the oranges on the tree have been picked, and there are no oranges in sight.

Standing on the river embankment, you can also see Yan Xin's home, built on the mountainside.

There are about ten houses in a row, among which Yan Xin's house is the most conspicuous.

One year in the 1990s, the embankment broke and floods poured into the village. The houses under the embankment were flooded, but those living on the mountain were still fine.

Feng Xi's house was built after the flood that year. Because the original adobe house was washed away by the water, the government subsidized part of the money and he contributed part of the money, and then the red brick house was built.

That year, Yan Xin's house was not destroyed, so they could not receive the government's housing subsidy for disaster victims.

After getting off the river embankment and passing by the path, Feng Xi said to Yan Xin: "I saw your house last time when I came back, but I only looked at it from the outside, not inside."

"What do you think?" Yan Xin asked.

"It looks pretty from the outside, but I don't know what it's like inside. You have to go there and take a look to find out," Feng Xi said.

The two of them were talking and walking. When passing by Yan Xin's fish pond, Feng Xi asked: "Have you sold your fish this year? Have you left any food for the New Year?"

"I kept it and kept it in the pond behind my house." Yan Xin replied.

After finishing speaking, he was stunned again: "How do you know this is my fish pond?"

Feng Xi rolled his eyes and said, "That's right. When I went home last time to see how well your house was built, I saw your dad throwing grass into the fish pond."

Yan Xin said oh and didn't say anything.

When the two of them reached the foot of the mountain, they had to go up a slope to go to Yan Xin's house. This slope was not as steep as the slope of the river embankment, but it was longer.

There is land on both sides of the road, patches of land of different heights.

On such a not steep slope, Feng Xi also said that he could no longer walk. He followed Yan Xin and stretched out his hand:

"Yan Xin, I can't climb this slope anymore. Please pull me up."

We were almost home here, and Yan Xin didn't want to get involved with her. He quickly took a few steps forward, distanced himself from her, and said, "I have to walk even if I can't walk anymore. I don't have the strength anymore."

Feng Xi said angrily: "You suddenly ran so fast. I think you have good strength."

She also quickened her pace to hold Yan Xin back.

But Yan Xin didn't want her to hold him back, so when he saw her following him, he ran faster.

The two of them chased each other, and within two minutes, they arrived at the door of Yan Xin's house.

When Feng Xi reached the hardened road, he put his hands on his knees, bent over and panted, and said bitterly: "Yan Xin, you are so unmanly, you don't even want to pull me!"

Yan Xin said seriously: "For such a big man, he should learn to walk upright."

The two people were talking, which alerted Yan's father who was cleaning up behind the house.

When I heard that my son was talking to a girl, I quickly put down my phone and saw a girl who looked a little familiar.

After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that she was a girl from the Feng family in Group 6, who lived by the river embankment. She came to our house for dinner last year and even cooked a meal herself. Her cooking skills were quite good.

Then he said hello with a smile on his face and thought to himself: "Is it because the Feng family has no money to repay, so they want to use this daughter to pay off the debt?"

That's really the case, which is pretty good.

When Feng Xi saw Yan's father coming out, he stood up straight and said "Hello, Uncle Yan". He looked more reserved.

Yan Xin explained to his father: "She is the sister of my classmate Feng Chen. She is now in her third year of high school. She heard that my family has built a house and wants to take a look. If it is good, her family also wants to build a house in this style in two years."

Building."

Father Yan was surprised - the Feng family had borrowed 10,000 yuan from him some time ago, saying they wanted to buy a house for their son in Yangcheng.

Being able to buy a house in a big city is definitely a good thing.

In the eyes of the villagers, he is much more promising than his son - one is the boss of his own company, and the other is a laborer. One has bought a house in a big city, and the other can only build a house in the countryside. The gap is not ordinary.

of big.

I didn’t expect that people not only bought a house, but also planned to build a house like this in two years. This is amazing.

It sounds like his future is much greater than that of his son.

Yan Xin said this to explain why Feng Xi followed.

Otherwise, it would be unjustifiable to bring a girl who is only two years younger than me to my home without a reason.

He didn't want any scandal to spread.

Feng Xi did not refute his statement.

Then Yan Xin took Feng Xi around from the kitchen.

The kitchen was only built a month or two ago, but due to burning firewood, the painted walls have already been yellowed by smoke. It won't take long for them to become blackened.

Feng Xi couldn't help but said: "It's a pity to burn firewood in such a good kitchen."

Yan Xin was helpless: "My father has been poor all his life, so he would be reluctant to use electricity or gas."

Feng Xi pouted and said, "If it were my parents, they would definitely be willing to do it."

Yan Xin smiled.

Everyone has parents, but not everyone’s parents are so considerate of their children.

Anyway, from what he learned in his previous life, Feng Xi's parents didn't care much about their daughter.

He would consider Feng Chen as his son, but he would not sacrifice too much for his son.

For example, Feng Chen couldn't bear to think about committing suicide by jumping into a river because he failed in the college entrance examination and wanted to re-study, but his father vetoed it.

If it were Yan's father, and if Yan Xin had the possibility of going to college, he would do anything to support his son's education, and he would continue to do so no matter how hard and tiring he was.

He knew very well what kind of life Dad Yan lived in the past few years. He was really sacrificing his life for his son.

Feng Chen's parents couldn't do that.

They are both farmers. The two of them working together can earn more in a year than Yan's father can earn by himself.

As for the money that can be saved, it's even worse.

If they have such a beautiful house, they definitely don't want it to be blackened by fireworks, and they will use electricity or gas instead of firewood.

I will also pay for my children, but the level of dedication will not be that deep.

Among children, they are more willing to give to their sons and more willing to ask for things from their daughters.

When Feng Xi said this, she was not praising her parents, but complaining about them.

But after Yan Xin laughed, he thought that if his father could have such a concept, it would be a good thing for him as a son. At least he would not be so frugal and could live a better life.

He didn't want his father to look malnourished just to save a few bucks.

Being so harsh on yourself now is overdrawing your future life.

He hopes that his father will know how to enjoy, make life better, be healthier, and live longer.

Being too frugal is sometimes not a good thing.

Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "I hope my dad can be more willing."

Feng Xi glanced at him and said: "The ideas of the older generation are different from ours, and they have to change slowly. The main reason for being so frugal is that they are afraid of being poor. You have to make them feel that their family is already rich.

Once he gets up, you have to give him a sense of security, and then his consumption concept will slowly change."

It is not that Yan Xin has never thought about the issue of security.

Telling his father that he now has a lot of money will not bring him much sense of security, but will make him fall into greater uneasiness.
To be continued...