I am studying and eating melons in Chronicle

Chapter 33
The food on the table was completely eaten up, mainly due to the contribution of the two gay men, and the girls were too busy making jokes and didn't move a few chopsticks.

Not to mention Yun Ling, who drank a bottle of beer at the table first, then sat obediently without taking a sip, not knowing what she was thinking.

The hour hand of the clock quickly pointed straight up, and the meal was over.

Sun Qian and Guo Jiyun went back to the west side of the Educated Youth Point together. Today they waited for a long time and cooked a lot of dishes, so they don't need to clean up the dishes.

Dazed, Yunling was placed next to the injured Chu Songlan, and Qian Li and the two gay men cleaned up the mess together.

"Comrade Fu, Comrade Wei, just leave the rest to me, you go back." Qian Li wanted to send someone away quickly, because she still had something to ask Chu Silan.

Fu Chengxu and Wei Guoqing looked at Kang at the same time.

Yunling opened her glistening eyes, lowered her head and played with her fingers, immersed in her own world and unable to extricate herself.

Chu Songlan pursed her lips and said to the two, "Go back, it's late, be careful."

But she only looked at one person.

Wei Guoqing nodded, turned around and said, "Comrade Fu, let's go."

Fu Chengxu was a little worried, so he couldn't help telling Qian Li: "Comrade Qian, please take her back later and heat up her room."

He seemed to feel that he was talking too much, and added another sentence: "Don't tell her that I made it up."

Qian Li raised her eyebrows, with a smile on her lips, and hummed, "I'd do it if you didn't tell me."

The two of them haven't written their horoscope yet, so they are now the masters?

Don't even look at how much better her relationship with Yunling is than him!
After the two left, Qian Li jumped up and down like a melon farmer, her words never stopped.

"No way, Chu Songlan. In my impression, you and the person at the opposite door haven't met a few times, right? What's going on? Seriously! Did you two secretly meet behind my back?"

"And you, when you sober up, I have to talk to you, that Comrade Fu's eyeballs are going to stick to you! Before I left, I said that I would heat up the house. Am I so stupid? Still using him Tell me?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you know people, you know your face, you don't know your heart... I don't think you two have time to spare when you go to the clinic every day. Why do you have two peach blossoms in the winter?"

Chu Silan didn't want to tell her at all.

In fact, they are indeed as she said, they have not met a few times, but each time they give each other a good impression, plus this time of helping each other, Chu Songlan has indeed become so careful, and she can also see that Wei Guoqing I thought so too.

It's just that the two of them haven't reached the point of talking yet.

First, the Chinese herbal medicine seedlings that she and Yunling cultivated last year are still under experimentation. It is conservatively estimated that in the next few years in the village, they may have to devote their energies to it, and then try to turn this vast black land into a beautiful place. The cradle of Chinese herbal medicine in China.

Second, although it is not that she has no time to deal with her lifelong affairs, she also knows that Wei Guoqing's family is in a very good condition in the Shanghai stock market. The children of the uncle and aunt's family are from an ordinary family, have no father and no mother, and are alone. The highest educational level is all in pharmacy.

Shakespeare, the great writer of Yingguo, once said: "To fall in love not for the purpose of marriage is to play hooligans." And this sentence has also been quoted by today's great men, and it is recorded in the quotations, which shows its truth.

Marriage must consider the gap between the families of the two parties. As the saying goes, "raising a pig depends on the pen", let alone marriage?
It wasn't that Chu Silan was thinking too much, it was precisely because of her thorough consideration that she dared not act rashly.

She is not inferior, but very realistic.

In fact, she agrees with what Yunling said before: "When you choose a person, you have to consider what he will be like at worst. If you can accept this, then naturally you won't shrink back because of other things."

After Chu Songlan thought about it, the worst result was that the Wei family looked down on her and disapproved of Wei Guoqing marrying her.And because there is no common topic, the two people often look at each other silently in the marriage, and eventually tend to be silent.

She is a very strong person, if the Wei family really looks down on her, then she doesn't have to think about the future at all.

It's too far to think about it now, if Wei Guoqing really has an idea, sooner or later he will take the initiative to talk to her, and then explain everything clearly, if not, stop thinking as soon as possible, so as not to delay the two of them.

Chu Songlan laughed and fooled: "Don't gossip for now, let Yunling go back and talk about it, I can't hide what I should tell you in the future!"

"By the way, wipe her face before helping her to bed, then pour a glass of water and put it on the kang table, so that she won't wake up thirsty. Cover her tightly with the quilt, so that the firewood in the stove doesn't have to burn so hot, and then light the whole thing." It's..."

Qian Li quickly covered her ears: "Okay, okay, it's like chanting scriptures, can I still take care of others?"

Chu Songlan thought to herself: You really don't look like a proud young lady who can take care of others...

But unexpectedly, Qian Li did these things meticulously without any mistakes.

Perhaps in the past six months, everyone has grown up.

……

The next day, Yunling got up with her head supported, her head still felt groggy, she picked up the enamel cup on the table and took a sip of water, the cold entrance quickly woke her up.

She remembered everything last night clearly, and she didn't want to admit that she was such a fool.

Qian Li came over in the morning to help her see if the room was warm, thinking of lighting a fire, but she didn't expect her to get up so early.

"Yo, it's quite early." She squatted down and turned on the stove, and threw a few sticks of dry wood into it to ignite, "Are you hungry? I left some frozen dumplings last night. I cooked them this morning and brought them to you." ?”

Yun Ling nodded in a daze, her mind was not yet fluent, she just followed her to agree blankly, and only realized what she meant after Qian Li came back.

"Thank you!" Yunling rubbed her nose, coyly, "Last night I really caused you trouble..."

This incident was beyond her expectation, and she couldn't control it artificially, otherwise she would never let herself be stupid.

Qian Li played with her braids, and said maliciously: "What's the matter? If you really feel troublesome, why don't I ask you something, and you tell me, it will be settled."

Yun Ling didn't think much about it: "Let's listen."

"What's the relationship between that Comrade Fu and you last night?"

"..."

Yun Ling didn't know whether to admire her spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the truth, or to worry about the fact that the person being questioned was herself.

She kept her composure and replied simply and flatly: "The three of us met before when we saved him, and then he repayed his favor and often sent things to help. He is just an ordinary friend, and you know that."

Qian Li did understand a thing or two, after all, she lived so close, and several people who came and went could see clearly, but she still felt that Yunling had concealed part of the content, otherwise, how could that person's eyes be so affectionate?
Although she gossips, she is still a bit measured.

Treat Yunling and Chu Songlan the same, if they don't plan to tell, she will not ask, anyway, sooner or later she will know.

"Okay, anyway, you know it in your heart, if there is something good in the future, you can tell me in advance!"

Yunling blew on the hot air on the dumplings, helplessly: "You think too much."

(End of this chapter)