"This guy is good. He's energetic and sensible. He's pretty good."
"Qiuye has found a good young man, which is a great joy for our courtyard."
"Yes, when will you eat the wedding candy?"
Many people gathered in the courtyard, and some aunts began to ask questions. Ran Qiuye blushed and proudly introduced Yang Xiaotao to the people around him. After learning about Yang Xiaotao's situation, he sighed again.
They all praised Ran Qiuye for his good fortune and finding a good home.
Yang Xiaotao took out his cigarettes and shared them with the uncles on the side, which could be regarded as a way of getting closer.
In the end, the two children were running ahead each carrying a small bag. Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye took their things together and walked home.
Behind him, the discussion was still there, and the envy was still there.
Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye came to the courtyard and walked into the house.
The layout is the same as other courtyard houses, with two rooms facing the sun on both sides.
The master bedroom is large and the second bedroom is small. The living room, kitchen and bedroom are integrated. There are not many appliances in the room. An old cabinet is placed against the wall and the table used is also old.
However, this home is clean and tidy.
When Yang Xiaotao came in, he saw a woman with gray hair cooking. When she saw Yang Xiaotao, she quickly wiped her hands on her apron and smiled.
Yang Xiaotao knew that this was Ran's mother, so she quickly put down her things, stepped forward and said respectfully, "Auntie! Hello."
"I am Yang Xiaotao."
Ran's mother heard the words and said with a smile.
"As long as you're here, sit down!"
Then he saw a pile of things brought. Ran Qiuye stepped forward and put the heavy basket on the table, "Mom, there are eggs in it."
When Ran's mother saw it, she stepped forward and took a look. There were not only eggs inside, but also a large piece of meat, just covering it.
"so much……"
The two children nearby also came over and handed the candy in their hands to their mother, showing off again.
"Okay, pack it up quickly."
Ran's mother came back to her senses and saw that Yang Xiaotao was still standing aside. She quickly asked her daughter to clean up and sent the two children out, and then asked Yang Xiaotao to sit down.
"You kid, you brought so many things, you can't do this again."
After sorting out the things, Ran's mother estimated that the trip would cost at least ten yuan.
This does not include the tickets.
After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao waved his hands and said, "It's okay. I'm alone anyway, so I don't need so many things."
"Are you alone now, or will you be alone in the future? You will have to live your life in the future."
When Ran's mother said this, she implicitly agreed to the matter between the two of them. Ran Qiuye, who was standing beside him, lowered his head and made peace, with a smile on his face.
Yang Xiaotao grinned after hearing this, "Yeah, let's live a good life from now on."
Then he walked to the table, took a knife and started to chop the meat.
The three of them were busy, Yang Xiaotao was in charge of rolling the dough, and the mother and daughter started wrapping it.
The two children ran back from outside and shouted around the table. They had just gone out to share candies with their friends in the yard, but they had gained a meal to show off.
When I eat meat dumplings, I clap my hands and jump up.
Ran Qiuye was even more happy when she saw that the smile on her mother's face had not fallen, and her eyes looking at Yang Xiaotao were even softer.
After making the dumplings, Ran's mother drove the two of them out of the kitchen and asked Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye to sit on the steps in front of the house.
Two children ran over and stood next to Ran Qiuye.
"Xinrui, Red Soldier, don't run around. We'll have dinner later."
Ran Qiuye looked after his younger sister and younger brother, and then introduced them to Yang Xiaotao.
The older sister Ran Xinrui is twelve years old and is in fifth grade at Hongxing Primary School.
Xiaodian's younger brother, Ran Hongbing, is eight years old and has just entered first grade.
Yang Xiaotao took out two apples from the house, one for each person, and they started to eat them.
Ran Qiuye also petted their little heads dotingly. The family had been in a tight situation these years, and even though the two children were taken care of, they didn't have much life.
Otherwise, the reason why my little sister is not growing taller now is because she is hungry and full.
Thinking of this, Ran Qiuye turned his head and said, "Thank you!"
Yang Xiaotao was a little confused by the sudden thank you.
But when I saw the figures of the two children, I understood something.
Reach out and hold Ran Qiuye's little hand.
Still cold and thin.
"fine!"
"With me in the future, things will get better."
Ran Qiuye nodded.
During dinner, everyone gathered around the table, and the two children looked forward to it.
The Ran family doesn't have many relatives in Sijiu City. Ran's father and Ran's mother are both from Zhejiang Province. Later they moved to Sijiu City, and they don't have much contact with the family.
Ran's mother took out the wine bottle, but Yang Xiaotao waved her hand and refused. It was her first time, so it was better to be more serious.
After dinner, night falls.
It was also time for Yang Xiaotao to stand up and say goodbye, and Ran Qiuye sent him outside.
"Be careful on the road!"
"Don't worry, you should go to bed early."
Yang Xiaotao said, seeing no one around, he stepped forward and held Ran Qiuye in his arms.
"You, let go, there is someone!"
Ran Qiuye put his hands on his chest and his face became hot.
Yang Xiaotao quickly kissed his forehead and then let go.
"I'm leaving, remember to miss me!"
He whispered softly in his ear, then turned and left with a smile.
When Ran Qiuye saw Yang Xiaotao waving, he quickly looked around and found no one before waving.
Walking on the road, Yang Xiaotao kicked the stones on the roadside.
This time I came just to meet, there are some things that I haven’t discussed yet.
Although I wish I could marry Ran Qiuye into the family immediately, I still have to do it step by step.
Moreover, some things have to be faced.
As the saying goes, the girl who gets married is the water she throws out.
Just look at the people in the courtyard and you will know that this girl is married and has her own family in mind. How can she take care of her own family?
What's more, I just want to help. It's not easy for anyone these days. How can my in-laws not say anything?
Just like the Jia family, regardless of how life is at home, it is still better than Qinjia Village in the countryside.
But when have you ever seen Qin Huairu bring something home?
Only a few times, Jia Zhang's permission was required.
No one felt anything wrong with this.
This is true even for the Qin family who married off their daughter.
But the current situation is that Ran family is only supported by Ran Qiuye, and Ran's mother can only get some chores from the street office to support the family. If Ran Qiuye marries Yang Xiaotao, the backbone of the family will be gone.
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Maybe Ran Qiuye didn't think about it in this aspect, but Ran's mother did not have this concern.
But in Yang Xiaotao's mind, this kind of thing is nothing at all.
Although I was not married in my previous life, there were many only children at that time, and some families only had one daughter.
Therefore, after getting married, the couple must not only honor their parents-in-law, but also take care of the woman's parents.
This kind of thing happened so often that Yang Xiaotao didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Everyone is made up of shit and urine, so why should they be treated as splashed water?
In Yang Xiaotao's view, marriage is the reconciliation of two families, forming a stable triangle that helps and supports each other.
In this way, life can be stable.
As for the little help, he is not a loser like Jia Dongxu, who can't even support his family.
In a good mood, Yang Xiaotao walked back to the courtyard with his head full of stars.
Saturday, noon.
Yang Xiaotao returned to Yangjiazhuang.
At this time, Ran Qiuye was already in the village, but the relationship between the two was not revealed.
Although the masters and others had already brought the two together, Yang Xiaotao didn't nod, and even if Ran Qiuye showed his interest, the matter would not be brought to the table.
"Master!"
When Yang Xiaotao returned home, Mr. Yang was lighting the fire and preparing to cook. Yang Xiaotao looked at the fried cabbage and steamed buns with stick noodles.
It's not that good, but it still fills your stomach.
Thanks to the high yield of corn, every household in Yangjiazhuang has food to fill their stomachs, which is already famous in the surrounding villages.
"I'm back, just in time. I'll bring the cooked rice to Qiuye."
Ran Qiuye was still in school at this time, and someone would usually bring him meals at noon, and he would only come home to eat in the evening.
Yang Xiaotao nodded after hearing this, then rolled up his sleeves, took out a piece of pork from his backpack, sliced it into pieces and stir-fried.
Mr. Yang didn't say much when he saw it. He had seen his great-grandson's cooking skills before, and they were no worse than the chefs in the town.
"Master, let me tell you something."
Yang Xiaotao was cutting cabbage and talking with his head down.
"you say!"
"I'm with Qiuye."
"What?"
"I'm with Qiuye, and I went to her house two days ago!"
Yang Xiaotao said affirmatively. Mr. Yang was stunned for a moment and stood up.
"Haha, not bad, not bad!"
"I just said that Qiuye is a good kid, and I was right."
Mr. Yang was very satisfied with Yang Xiaotao's decision, and he was very happy. He immediately said, "Call Da Zhuang and the others tonight and let's talk about it together. It will be lively."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, this matter must be formal, so that Qiuye can integrate into Yangjiazhuang.
During lunch, Yang Xiaotao came to school carrying his lunch box.
Standing at the door of the classroom, Yang Xiaotao looked at a group of children sitting in front of the table. Everyone had a two-faced steamed bun in their hands. In front of them was either a porcelain bowl or a teapot with fried cabbage in it.
This is the lunch provided by the school to the children, which is also a benefit.
At this time, Ran Qiuye was sitting among the children, also holding a Wowotou in his hand. While talking to the children, laughter continued.
Yang Xiaotao stood at the door watching the warm scene and couldn't bear to be disturbed.
It was not until a long time ago that Ran Qiuye, after being reminded by the students, realized that Yang Xiaotao was standing there, looking at her, dazed.
Ouch...
The children suddenly shouted excitedly. This kind of ambiguity between men and women is embarrassing for their age. They are both hopeful and thin-skinned, and they are afraid of being laughed at.
Ran Qiuye blushed and did not look back at Yang Xiaotao.
Yang Xiaotao walked into the classroom with a smile and looked at a group of students leaning forward and backward. The teacher's expression changed, "You are not allowed to talk while eating. What should I do if I choke?"
Don't tell me, this teacher is really effective, and the classroom suddenly became silent.
Ran Qiuye glared at him and quickly invited the students to eat before returning to normal.
"How did you come?"
"Why can't I come? I still have my class in the afternoon."
Yang Xiaotao put the two lunch boxes on the table and said, "By the way, I would like to give a meal to Comrade Ran Qiuye who has worked hard and devoted himself to the education of the motherland!"
Yang Xiaotao joked, and Ran Qiuye smiled and said, "No, I can just eat the food from school."
"That's not possible. I made this dish specially."
As Yang Xiaotao opened the lunch box, a burst of heat rose up, and many slices of meat inside were glistening with oil. Many students lowered their heads to eat vegetables when they saw it.
Ran Qiuye looked at it, and saw that the food was very generous, and it was obviously cooked with great care.
It was just that Yang Xiaotao was like this, and when he saw his eyes scanning the children around him, Ran Qiuye immediately stood up, picked up the lunch box, and then picked out the meat inside, one piece for each child.
Yang Xiaotao watched from the sidelines, neither stopping nor helping, but he fully agreed with Ran Qiuye's actions.
After the distribution in the classroom was finished, Ran Qiuye was just like the one next door. When he realized that the meat in the two lunch boxes was gone, he returned to the classroom, picked up the steamed buns and continued to eat.
After the children finished eating and were lying on the table for a lunch break, Ran Qiuye walked out of the classroom, watched Yang Xiaotao waving to him from a distance, and then walked over.
The two sat side by side at the school.
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Yang Xiaotao took out a cooked egg, pinched it with both hands, and then peeled off the egg skin to reveal the bluish-white egg white inside.
"Where did it come from?"
Ran Qiuye was curious.
"Get it from home."
“Eat it while it’s hot!”
When it was handed to Ran Qiuye, Ran Qiuye did not refuse this time.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"Eat. I ate on the way here."
After Ran Qiuye finished the eggs, Yang Xiaotao looked at her and said, "I told you!"
"Say what?"
"It's our business!"
"Ah? Oh!"
Ran Qiuye was surprised, but relieved. The relationship between the two had been confirmed. In these days, a wedding would be held in two days.
There is nothing to hide or tuck in.
"Invite Uncle Da Zhuang and the others tonight. From now on, you will be members of my Yang family."
Yang Xiaotao leaned closer and whispered, so straightforward that Ran Qiuye was a little shy.
"Who is yours? I haven't agreed yet!"
"That won't work. You can't run away in this life..."
The two chatted for a while on the playground. Ran Qiuye had to go back to correct the children's homework, and Yang Xiaotao also had to prepare for the afternoon lessons.
