When Li Xuemei saw Wu Qiuping coming back, she pulled Wu Qiuping and started talking.
"Sister Ping, when did Xiaoying find a partner? He is such a handsome young man."
Li Xuemei and Wu Qiuping have been colleagues for more than ten years, and they are also very familiar friends.
And Li Xuemei’s family has a son, and now it’s time to get married.
She knew that Su Ying, the youngest daughter of Wu Qiuping's family, was still a virgin and had yet to find a partner.
Wu Qiuping usually has a headache about her little daughter's affairs, and she often talks to them about it.
Su Ying herself is very good-looking and is a college student who graduated from a provincial university.
She had already taken a liking to Su Ying and was planning to find an opportunity to talk to Wu Qiuping about this matter during this period.
But he never expected that Wu Qiuping would complain to him every day that his little daughter refused to find a partner.
Suddenly, a young man was introduced to her and said to be her future son-in-law.
The daughter-in-law whom I had been watching for a long time suddenly flew away like that.
Naturally, Wu Qiuping didn't know what Li Xuemei was thinking.
"Haha, it didn't take long. Yingying just confessed to me during the Chinese New Year."
Hearing what Wu Qiuping said, Li Xuemei regretted a little. She had known that she would have taken her son to visit her before the Chinese New Year.
But the matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more.
"Come Xuemei, try this loquat. Xiao An just brought it over today."
Wu Qiuping grabbed some loquats from the basket and distributed them to several colleagues in the office.
This loquat is considered a rare commodity now, not because it is expensive, but because few people sell it.
Even if you want to buy it, you may not be able to find a place to sell it.
Everyone else in the office didn’t hesitate to talk about how delicious the loquats were.
He also said that Wu Qiuping had found a good son-in-law and would think of her no matter what.
These words naturally made Wu Qiuping very happy.
Only Li Xuemei, this fresh and sweet loquat tastes so bad when I eat it in my mouth.
"This young man must be very good if Xiaoying takes a liking to him. Which unit does he work in?"
Li Xuemei was still a little reluctant and wanted to see who Zhang An was.
"Xiao An's family is not from the county. He has allocated his own land in the countryside to grow some things."
Wu Qiuping didn't say anything secretive, she just talked about Zhang An's situation.
What's more, Zhang An is not bad in her heart.
My daughter is right, these young men in the city are really not as good as Zhang An.
"Ah, this young man has no job, so Xiaoying won't suffer if he follows him in the future. Didn't Sister Ping remind Xiaoying?"
When Li Xuemei heard what Wu Qiuping said, she felt even worse.
It turns out that Zhang An is just a farmer. If he had told Wu Qiuping earlier.
This Su Ying is probably my future daughter-in-law.
Hey, it was from this era that the farmers who farmed the land began to be looked down upon by the city dwellers.
"What are you reminding me? Farming in the countryside doesn't necessarily mean you will suffer hardship."
Listening to Li Xuemei's disparaging words towards Zhang An, Wu Qiuping frowned and felt a little unhappy.
"As long as the two of them see eye to eye and are fine, we don't have any requirements. Who hasn't been a farmer before?"
Li Xuemei was a little unhappy when she heard Wu Qiuping's words, and knew that she had gone too far.
You can usually say these things, but Wu Qiuping is obviously quite satisfied with that young man.
When I say this now, it's like I'm gossiping behind someone's back, and I'm a villain for nothing.
So Li Xuemei said a few words of apology to Wu Qiuping and ended the topic.
Zhang An looked at the time. It wasn't noon yet, and he didn't know if Su Ying had finished class.
Just send it to Ding Yi and Chen Ze first, and after visiting their houses, Zhang An went to school.
When they arrived at school, Zhang An found Su Ying in the dormitory.
Teacher Xiao Su is at the desk, seriously immersed in correcting homework.
Zhang An walked quietly behind Su Ying and covered Su Ying's eyes with his hands.
"Guess who I am~ Hehe!"
Zhang An raised his voice and asked himself to change his voice.
When Su Ying was blindfolded at first, she thought it was Wang Min playing tricks on her.
But then I smelled the familiar scent of Zhang An and felt relieved.
"You are such an adult, but you still play such a child's game, it's true."
"How did you know it was me?"
Seeing that he was recognized by Su Ying, Zhang An also let go of his hand.
"This is a secret. If I don't tell you, why did you come here?"
Su Ying was a little curious as to why Zhang An suddenly came over today.
Zhang An usually comes to see her on weekends, but today it's not time yet.
"I missed you so much that I couldn't eat, so I came here to find you."
"Speak more seriously and people will hear you later."
When Su Ying heard Zhang An say these shameful words, she patted his arm with some annoyance.
"The loquats are ripe in the village. I picked some and sent some over today for you and your uncles and aunts to try."
Zhang An found a fruit plate in Su Ying's dormitory, picked some loquats from the basket, washed them by the water pipe.
"Try it and see if it tastes good."
Zhang An peeled off a loquat and handed it to Su Ying.
"I can do it by myself, I'm not a child anymore."
Su Ying took Zhang An's peeled loquat and started eating it.
"It tastes quite delicious. Is this grown at home?"
While Su Ying was eating, Zhang An peeled the skin for her.
"That's not true. We don't grow loquats at home, but someone in the village does. I ate them well, so I bought some."
"Okay, don't keep peeling it for me, you can eat it yourself."
Su Ying took one that Zhang An had just peeled and handed it to Zhang An's mouth, asking him to eat it too.
"By the way, Zhang An, is Changqing Middle School the school in your village?"
Su Ying suddenly remembered something and asked Zhang An.
"Yes, that was the former middle school in our village, but it was closed down later. It seems that it will reopen this year and enroll students. It has been undergoing renovations these days. What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. We talked about it in a meeting some time ago, and I suddenly remembered it and asked you."
There was a twinkle in Su Ying's eyes, but Zhang An didn't notice it.
"By the way, this time I brought the photos that Reporter Wang and others took at our house. Take a look."
Zhang An took the envelope package he had just brought from the table, which was filled with a thick pile of photos.
"Wow, why are there so many? I thought I only took a few pictures."
After Zhang An took out the photos inside, they were all covered on the bed.
"Yes, there are cherry blossoms and peach blossoms, and there are individual photos of the animals at home, as well as group photos."
"These flowers are so pretty in bloom, Zhang An, are they still blooming now?"
I have to say that Wang Hua’s technique is very good and the angles he chooses are great.
"There were some there a few days ago, but now they have faded. Now the petals are all on the ground."
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, and even the fragrance was no longer as good as before.
"Ugh, I regret it so much. I should have gone with you if I had known earlier."
When the flowers first bloomed, Zhang An came over and wanted to take her back to see them.
But at that time, Su Ying still didn't go in order to prevent Zhang An from running on the road every day.
"It's okay, the flowers have faded this year, and there is still next year. After all, next year's flowers will still be beautiful."
Now these trees are planted in the first year, and they will definitely grow a lot next year.
There must have been more flowers on the trees at that time than now.
When the time comes, the mountain will really look half white and half pink.
"Yes, there is still next year."
Hearing what Zhang An said, Su Ying seemed to have remembered something.
I can’t see it this year, but I’ll definitely wait until next year.
"In this picture, Dahua's eyes look like there's a story behind them."
In the photo, Dahua just raised her head, probably when she spotted Wang Hua and the others.
Dahua's deer head tilted to look at them, and Wang Hua happened to capture it.
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"It turns out there are already so many animals at home."
Su Ying looked at this long photo, which looked like a graduation photo taken by students.
When they were taking a group photo, Zhang An called Hua Tou out.
Just then the few pairs of swallows from home came out, and they surrounded the heads of Dahua and his family.
There are so many photos that it took me half an hour to look through them all.
Zhang An collected the scattered photos and handed them to Su Ying to put on the table.
"Take this first and look through it when you want to see it."
Zhang An is at home and can watch whatever he wants.
"Yeah, okay, I'll buy a big photo album another day and put all these photos in it."
Su Ying didn't refuse, took the photo and put it in the drawer.
Zhang An continued to lie down on the bed, and Su Ying had to continue correcting her homework.
The two were still chatting, but after a while, Su Ying found that Zhang An had lost his voice.
He turned around and took a look and found that Zhang An had fallen asleep.
So I quietly got up, took off his shoes, and pulled the quilt over him.
When Zhang An fell asleep, Su Ying held her head and kept looking at Zhang An.
Zhang An, who was sleeping soundly, would smack his mouth from time to time. Su Ying thought Zhang An was quite cute at this time.
It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhang An was still awake.
It's time for Su Ying to go to the office to get ready. She has classes in the afternoon.
Finally, Su Ying left a note on the table, lowered her head and kissed Zhang An before closing the door and going to class.
Zhang An slept for more than two hours and didn't wake up until almost four o'clock.
It's been a long time since he slept in bed like this, and it seemed like he hadn't been very tired recently.
After getting up, I found that Su Ying was no longer in the dormitory. I looked at the time and knew that Su Ying had already gone to class.
Zhang An washed his face and sobered up.
After seeing the love note left by Su Ying and writing a few words on it, Zhang An locked the door and went downstairs.
It's only half past three now. If Su Ying gets out of school, she will probably still get five o'clock.
So Zhang An didn't plan to wait for Su Ying to come back and went back to the village directly.
As soon as he left the city, Zhang An saw a familiar figure on the roadside.
If you look closely, you will see that he is an old man.
The same person who gave Zhang An and the others directions when they went to Wang's house last time to breed sheep.
"Old Jing'er, are you going home?"
Zhang An was sure it was him, so he stopped the car on the side of the road and asked.
"Yes, young man, who are you?"
The old man looked left and right and realized that Zhang An was calling him.
But he no longer remembers Zhang An.
"It's me. Last year I went to Wang Mingqian's house to breed sheep, and it was you who helped us show the way."
As soon as Zhang An said it, the old man thought about it and got some impressions.
"It's you, baby, I'm too old to remember."
The old man carried a backpack and talked to Zhang An.
"Why don't you, old man, take a car? Are you going to walk back like this?"
Walking from the county seat to Wangjiachong would probably take a whole day to get home.
"When I was on the street just now, my money was cut off by a pickpocket who was looking into my bag. I didn't get a penny from me and couldn't get a ride in the car."
As the old man spoke, there was a desperate expression on his face.
It turns out that this old man came to the city today to sell medicinal materials.
Their family had been saving medicinal materials for several months, dried them, and planned to carry them to the city to sell them.
The money earned from selling medicinal materials is an important source of income for his family.
But today the Bodhisattva did not bless him. He had just sold the medicinal materials and pretended to be fine.
When I came back on the street, I was taken away by a pickpocket who touched my bag.
The old man was careful enough when carrying money, and kept it in several layers in his pants.
However, the pickpockets who carried me back cut my pants and took away all the money inside, without leaving a penny for anyone else.
Zhang An can understand this feeling. He had similar experiences before, and now he can't help but feel the same way.
"Put your backpack in my car and I'll take you back."
Zhang An carried the old man's basket and put it in the carriage.
Open the car door, help him sit in, fasten the seat belt, and then close the door.
"It's the same for you old man. It's a long journey, so you can just tell the driver and give him money when you get back."
Zhang An had been riding a bus for several years, and the driver who drove the shuttle bus in Hongyan Town was quite nice.
Tell him about this situation and he won't even take your money.
Talking to the old man along the way, Zhang An also learned about the old man's situation.
The old man’s name is Wang Fugui, and he is already in his sixties and almost seventies this year.
Several sons work outside, and he and an old woman are the only ones at home.
Normally, the children don't send any money for living expenses, so the old couple relies on themselves to farm the land.
The hemp rope is cut at the thinnest part, and bad luck only seeks out the miserable.
Zhang An sent the old man to Wangjiachong, took out 200 yuan from his body and handed it to the old man.
"Lao Jing, once you get this little money, just pretend that what happened today didn't happen. Don't be angry. It's not good for your health."
The desperate expression on the old man's face just now was something he had seen in later life and was very familiar with it.
In later generations, Zhang An’s fourth grandfather went to the street to sell things.
I met someone who didn't care at all, bought something, and gave me hundreds of dollars in counterfeit money.
When he came back, he found that it was all fake money. Mr. Zhang was depressed at home and could not get over the hurdle.
Within a few months, I fell ill, and eventually it became more and more serious, and I suddenly lost my temper.
And this old man from Wangjiachong was robbed of more than 100 yuan today.
This money is really a huge amount of money for them.
It's possible that when I come back today, I really can't get over that hurdle, and problems will arise sooner or later.
Although Zhang An can't be said to be a kind person, he will do what he can when encountering such a situation.
When encountering something like this, there is no one who can help more than one.
Just think of it as doing one good deed every day and accumulating good deeds.
If you do more good deeds on a daily basis, you can think of it as repaying God for allowing him to come back this time and giving him a precious space.