Go through the alley you must pass on your way home.
Liu Weicheng rode his stall slowly towards the yard downstairs, his speed getting slower and slower until he approached the figure under the faucet, and then he slowly stopped.
He removed the soft lock on his head and turned his gaze to Zhao Xuanying, who was rubbing her school uniform vigorously on the washboard under the faucet.
He got out of the stall, went to the front of the car and tied the front wheel to the iron post.
When he came to the stall, he fiddled with plates, materials and other things, took out the bags and put them in one by one. When everything was almost packed, he turned around with the bag and glanced at Zhao Xuanying, who had never said anything before.
After hesitating for a moment, Liu Weicheng already knew why the ink mark on the other party's school uniform existed.
But he was in a dilemma because he didn't know how to speak.
Even people with poor eyesight can see that Zhao Xuanying does not want to make too much publicity about this matter.
After thinking for a long time, he pretended to be nonchalant and asked.
"Have you washed it yet?"
"It's almost here. Look, you can't even see the ink marks anymore!"
As if to show off her cleaning effect, after hearing Liu Weicheng's question, Zhao Xuanying stopped scrubbing, then picked it up and shook it twice.
Show the front side of the school uniform in front of the other person's eyes.
The original ink mark has indeed disappeared, but it may be because it was too dark, so even if the ink mark still left a faint trace, he could not detect it.
Blinking and looking away from the clothes displayed by the other party, Liu Weicheng looked at Zhao Xuanying's pretending to be relaxed smile.
There seemed to be no sadness on Zhao Xuanying's face.
Ordinary people of the same age, after suffering such a thing, would not be able to talk and laugh like a normal person like her.
After a pause, Liu Weicheng wanted the chat atmosphere to be more relaxed.
Said jokingly.
"It's very clean. From now on, you can work towards this goal and open a laundry specifically for washing clothes."
After saying that, Liu Weicheng nodded matter-of-factly, and then clapped his hands.
"Don't tell me, this is really promising. Set a small goal first, earn 10 million in five years, and soon you will be the richest woman in the world!"
"Ten million in five years is too much. We need to do it step by step."
"..."
Zhao Xuanying’s words can’t be dealt with by Liu Weicheng.
I originally thought that the other party would refute me, or even scold me for being teased, but Liu Weicheng had already thought about his subsequent reply. Who knew that Zhao Xuanying's focus was different from that of normal people.
She didn't answer according to the script, as if she punched the old master to death, leaving Liu Weicheng at a loss for words.
Rubbing the school uniform in her hands, Zhao Xuanying could not wait for the other party's response, so she took a look and glanced at Liu Weicheng in front of the booth.
Then he laughed out loud.
"Humph, I don't know what to say. I've seen through all your little tricks."
"..."
Silently looking at Zhao Xuanying with a smile on her face.
After a short while, Liu Weicheng finally reacted.
"Okay...you have grown so much during this period. It has been thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don't bully a young girl into poverty."
"You're talking nonsense again."
After hearing what Liu Weicheng said, Zhao Xuanying said with a sigh.
When talking to the other party, he can always say something that he clearly understands, but cannot understand.
However, after this period of getting along, Zhao Xuanying has somewhat adapted.
Soak the school uniforms on the washboard in the water basin below. After passing through the water, pour the water in the basin into the sewer, then unscrew the faucet and refill the water.
The conversation between the two ended again.
Looking at the water column flowing out of the faucet, Zhao Xuanying watched the water column fall into the basin and slowly lowered her eyes.
"Tell me...what exactly is a father?"
An inexplicable sentence came into his ears, and Liu Weicheng thought for a moment that he was hearing hallucinations.
Just now we were discussing the issue of making money in the laundry, and in less than a minute we explored the biological aspect.
After Liu Weicheng thought briefly, he answered the other party.
"The father is human, and genes are passed on. There should be pictures in biology books, that is, reproduction..."
"Stop, stop, stop, who told you to say this!"
The profound question was instantly taken away by Liu Weicheng. When Zhao Xuanying heard that the other party was about to say something outrageous, Zhao Xuanying's face turned red in anxiety.
Of course she had seen the pictures in the biology textbook as she had very good academic performance.
She also knew very well what Liu Weicheng would talk about if he continued talking.
Being conservative in her thinking, she chose to interrupt the other party.
"I just want to ask, what is it like to have a father? It's not the mess you think!"
"My parents died when I was very young."
"..."
Zhao Xuanying, who had been blushing just now, was stunned for a moment. Although she had known Liu Weicheng for so long, she had never known that his parents were gone.
Liu Weicheng never mentioned this matter in previous chats.
She always thought Liu Weicheng was just an ordinary person who went out to work to make money after graduating from junior high school...
"sorry, I do not know……"
Realizing that she might have touched the other person's heart, Zhao Xuanying's tone of voice suddenly dropped a lot.
However, the man in front of her did not show the sad expression she imagined.
This made her feel strange.
Of course Liu Weicheng will not feel sad.
There are very few pictures of his parents in his memory in this life. When it comes to his parents, in his eyes, his aunt and his wife are more like his own parents.
Seeing Zhao Xuanying apologizing to him, Liu Weicheng waved his hands nonchalantly, stopped his playful thoughts, and asked seriously.
"Why do you suddenly want to know what it feels like to have a dad?"
"Just curious."
Turning on the faucet, the water column pouring out disappeared, and Zhao Xuanying squatted in front of the basin and started rinsing.
Lost in memories.
"When I was a child, I also asked my grandma why other children had parents but I didn't... Whenever I said this, grandma seemed unhappy, and as time passed I stopped asking."
"So you envy other people's healthy families?"
"No... you can put it that way, more or less."
There were no words left unsaid, and even Zhao Xuanying herself could not be fooled by such deceptive words.
When she was young, she would indeed envy her classmates who were picked up and dropped off by their parents, but as she grew older, the life of being dependent on her grandma made her slowly forget this feeling of envy.
I don't know when she started to be less and less curious about her parents.
So much so that I only think of it when I'm bored. For Zhao Xuanying today, grandma is everything to her.
Perhaps it was this kind of non-fighting character that led to her being splashed with ink...
You can also talk to yourself about the reasons for joking without changing your expression.