Ling Jiang wanted to say something else, but his daughter Ling Chunhua's urging came from outside the door, so he had no choice but to give up.
"Kawako, you have always had the right ideas since you were a child, so I won't say anything more. Anyway, you just have an idea."
"Um."
As the final exam approaches, everyone arrives at school earlier and earlier every day.
The morning self-study class in winter is at 7:50, and it was only 7:30 when Yun Mo arrived, but almost everyone in the class was there, and everyone was studying silently.
Yun Mo also sat down in her seat, took out her Chinese textbook and started reviewing.
After the morning self-study get out of class, Yun Mo subconsciously turned around and glanced at the back row of the classroom, and happened to meet Xie Xia's gaze looking over.
Something happened?
Xie Xia asked her with her mouth.
Yun Mo hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked over, bent down and asked softly: "Sister Xia, is Aunt Luo in the company at noon?"
"She should be there. Do you have anything to ask her about?"
"Well, I want to go there at noon."
Xie Xia didn't ask her what she was going to do, "I happen to have nothing to do at noon, so I'll go with you."
"Okay, thank you, Sister Xia."
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After her daughter and son finished breakfast, put on their schoolbags and went to school, Song Tingfeng tidied herself up, and then took a motorcycle with her bags to go to Shili Township.
When we arrived at the entrance of the village, we happened to meet Peng Fang who was chatting with others on the roadside.
Seeing her, Peng Fang swayed over while spitting out melon seed shells, "You rare guest, why did you think of coming to this remote corner of the country in such a cold weather?"
Song Tingfeng casually took out a few bills and handed them to Mo's master. She got off the motorcycle and started chatting with Peng Fang while arranging her messed-up hair.
"What are you doing here on a cold day?"
"What else can I do, just chat with people when I'm bored?"
With that said, Peng Fang leaned in front of Song Tingfeng and asked in a voice that could be heard by both of them, "Have you heard about the bamboo weaving factory that eldest brother and Zhiqiu set up?"
Just as Song Tingfeng was about to reply, Master Mo's voice came from behind.
"Hey, eldest sister, you don't have enough money."
Song Tingfeng turned around and asked, "Why don't you count!?"
"Coming here from town costs 5 yuan, but you only get 3.5 yuan, which is still 1.5 yuan short of that."
Song Tingfeng pretended to be stupid, "What are you talking about? I obviously gave you 5 yuan, so stop blackmailing me!"
"It's only 3.5 yuan. If you don't believe me, count it yourself."
The innocent motorcycle driver thought that Song Tingfeng had made a mistake, so he handed over the money in his hand, hoping that the other party would count it again.
Unexpectedly, Song Tingfeng didn't look at it and opened her mouth, "I won't count. Anyway, I gave you 5 yuan. Who knows if you hid the money..."
This made the motorcycle master so angry that his face turned red and his neck thickened, "Sister, it's obvious that you didn't pay enough for the ride, so why do you still rely on me? With so many people here watching, where can I hide the money?"
Song Tingfeng rolled her eyes, "Who knows where you hid it, anyway, I gave you 5 yuan!"
After saying that, Song Tingfeng was about to leave.
Master Mo was so angry that he grabbed her clothes and said, "You are not allowed to leave. You must make up the remaining 1.5 yuan..."
"Let go. If you don't let go, I'll call someone!"
"Am I afraid of you? I'll let everyone judge. You took my motorcycle and left without giving me enough fare. I've never seen such a shameless woman like you!"
"Who said you are shameless!"
Song Tingfeng raised her hand and slapped the opponent's face so loudly that Master Mo was stunned.
"You, you still hit people?"
Song Tingfeng put her hands on her hips and was extremely fierce, "I'm not going to hit you. I'll make your mouth dirty, and you won't ask me who Song Tingfeng is..."
Seeing that the driver of the motorcycle wanted to do something to her, Song Tingfeng stepped back and shouted: "You dare to touch me. I will make it impossible for you to leave this ten-mile village today. Do you believe it or not!?"
These words frightened the motorcycle driver, and he did not dare to act rashly for a while.
As usual, Chen Bin had breakfast and rode his beloved motorcycle to go to town to do some work.
As a result, when passing by the boundary of Xiacun, I saw a lot of people gathered at the entrance of Xiacun, and it seemed that someone was quarreling.
Countryside people love to join in the fun, and Chen Bin is no exception. He turned around as soon as the car turned around.
After parking his motorcycle on the side of the road, Chen Bin pulled a villager over and asked why, "Uncle, what are you doing?"
"It's not like the third son of the Huang family. He took someone on a motorcycle and didn't pay enough for the ride. It's going to be a long time."
After learning the ins and outs, Chen Bin quickly squeezed into the crowd.
"Brother, give me some face. Forget it. It's pointless to continue arguing like this. Why not go to town and do more work."
Master Mo was furious, and Chen Bin's words seemed to add fuel to the fire. He turned his head angrily and wanted to curse, but when he recognized Chen Bin, he was stunned for a moment.
They were all riding motorcycles in the town. We would meet each other without looking up. We would say hello and chat a few words to each other when we meet each other.
"It's you?"
Master Mo's tone wasn't great, but it wasn't bad either.
Chen Bin handed the other party a cigarette with a smile on his face, "Brother, let's take a moment to talk?"
Master Mo looked at Song Tingfeng, then at the cigarette handed out by Chen Bin, and reluctantly took the cigarette, which was regarded as accepting Chen Bin's step.
No one knows what Chen Bin said to Mo's master, but after hearing what Chen Bin said, the other party chewed a cigarette and rode away without asking Song Tingfeng for money.
Seeing that the excitement was gone, the onlookers gradually dispersed.
Song Tingfeng walked up to Chen Bin with a smile and looked him up and down, "You are from the next village, right? What is your name..."
"Chen Bin." Chen Bin smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Huang, I usually run motorcycles in town when I have nothing to do. Are you going back to town soon? How about I wait for you? I have to go to town anyway."
"Okay! But I have to go to Huang's house first. Why don't you come with me? We'll leave together later."
Chen Bin thought for a while, "Sister-in-law Huang, how long will it take for you to leave?"
"It will be quick, half an hour at most."
"Well, Sister-in-law Huang, you go back to Huang's house first. I'll go visit a friend and I'll find you later."
"Okay."
After Chen Bin rode away on his motorcycle, Peng Fang pulled Song Tingfeng and winked and smiled, "This Chen Bin is really trying to show his kindness at every opportunity. Even you are showing courtesy to me."
Song Tingfeng was not stupid. She reacted as soon as she heard it, "No way? This Chen Bin looks like he is only in his early 30s. Huang Zhiqiu is older than him and has given birth to children..."
"She is in her early 30s and is only 28 this year. She looks old. Although Huang Zhiqiu is older and has a bad reputation, he is pretty and slim. His waist is as thin as that of a Huanghua girl, but not as big and thick as ours.
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But, people have very high standards and don’t look down on people like Chen Bin. You don’t know that they were not happy when I mentioned my mother’s cook yesterday.”
"That old bald guy named Lei? The one who was married twice?"