Chapter 90 No, not interested at all!

Yang Meixia was holding a rattan clip-top basket in her hand, her soft black hair was blowing in the wind, and her swollen eyes were curved into fat crescents.

Compared with polite words, Lin Yuzhu's impolite but non-aggressive complaints made her feel more relaxed.

"No, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Lin Yuzhu twirled the mung beans in her hand and twitched the corner of her mouth perfunctorily, "We don't know each other very well, right?"

They're not even friends, so how can I say goodbye?

"Yes, we have only met twice. You are a person who I sincerely admire and have inspired me a lot in my life. I will be leaving in a while and will not disturb you and Song Yi again in the future.

Feelings. I am very grateful for your help to me. This is the gift I want to give you."

She placed the rattan clip-top basket by the threshold, bowed gracefully and solemnly, and stood up straight to leave.

Lin Yulan, who was walking home with a bucket on her shoulder, caught sight of the basket at a glance.

Huh?

A gift?

"Come on, come on, why are you so polite to mention anything? Sit at home, sit at home~"

The polite words she just learned in the village finally came in handy!

She ran to the door excitedly, faced Lin Yuzhu who tilted his head and looked at her with questions, and blinked innocently.

What's wrong?

Aren’t the people in the village all so hospitable and hospitable?

Didn’t this beautiful sister come here last time?

Why does my sister want to push her to the ground and rub her?

Lin Yuzhu looked at the handful of mung beans in her hand and really wanted to make her proud!

He breathed out weakly and waved his hands like he was shooing away flies, "Sit down, sit down, go get her a bowl of water."

I hadn't specifically introduced Yang Meixia to Sha Que before, so Sha Que didn't know anything about this girl.

On the surface, she does not appear to be aggressive.

Gentle and generous, without being bitchy.

A typical iron-headed boy who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

Yang Meixia licked her lips and said gratefully: "Thank you, I am indeed a little thirsty."

The family has entertained a lot of people recently, and Lin Yulan poured herbal tea and put snacks on the plates according to the gourd's pattern.

Seeing Lin Yuzhu sitting there picking beans with no intention of moving, she decisively took on the attitude of a host and sat happily on the bench.

"You're a teacher, right? What do you teach?"

"Yes, I teach primary school Chinese."

"The Chinese teacher can speak Mandarin, right? So why are you coming to my house this time?"

"Yes. I am here this time to express my gratitude to your sister. Your Mandarin is very standard, better than mine."

Yang Meixia was really not polite, she was even a little surprised.

When she teaches Chinese, she needs to recite a lot of texts and quotations, so she speaks Mandarin much more frequently than teachers in other subjects.

Even so, her flat tongue and front and back nasal sounds require special attention to speak accurately.

It took her a long time to overcome the difficulties caused by local speaking habits before she gradually got better.

The girl next to her had no opportunity to study. She only relied on literacy organized by the production team. She could speak Mandarin so fluently and without an accent. This is simply incredible.

She admires her hard-working and self-taught spirit.

"Then" Lin Yulan almost said [Of course, I have spoken Mandarin since I was a child!].

Fortunately, he didn't drift away. After receiving Lin Yuzhu's death look, he changed his voice and said, "It is indeed difficult to learn and requires a lot of effort."

The dialect here is so difficult to learn, I often feel like my tongue is not my own

Since it was just polite greetings, it was obviously not enough, so she led them to speak Mandarin, not just to show off.

But asking her to speak the loose Mandarin spoken by people here is even more difficult than hell.

Stop pretending, show your cards.

"Your efforts are not in vain. You said it very well. Keep working hard." Yang Meixia did not hesitate to praise and encourage her, and smiled as she unbuckled the basket.

"I brought a book for your sister. If you are interested, you can also take a look."

When she saw the book she took out, Lin Yulan stopped eating.

No, not interested at all!

Her grandmother is a loyal fan of this book. There are various versions on the bookshelf. The shadow of her grandmother reciting classic quotations when she was a child is all highlighted by this bright red cover.

Who wants to see how steel is made?

She can memorize it!

Yang Meixia lowered her eyes and touched the cover lovingly, her gentle voice filled with firm belief and admiration.

"I really like the passage said by the male protagonist in the book. A person's life should be spent like this: when he looks back on the past, he will not feel regret for wasting his years, nor will he be ashamed of being inactive. This way."

Lin Yulan slumped her shoulders, turned her head and mouthed to Lin Yuzhu mournfully: "When he was dying, he could say: My whole life and all my energy have been dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world."

Good guy, the quotations engraved into her DNA made her unable to resist reciting them.

Extremely speechless.

The management of cultural books is very strict, and this is one of the books now available for sale in bookstores.

The book is a good book, and it contains a lot of positive energy for the soul. It is indeed inspiring for people of this era.

"Okay, okay, I'll take a look." Lin Yulan took it with a stiff smile and secretly glanced at the basket on her lap.

Is there anything to eat?

As if responding to her expectations, Yang Meixia lowered her head and started taking out things again.

This time, I took out two things.

A thick, high-end hard-shell black notebook with a thin red ribbon hanging in the middle.

A slender leather box with the word "Hero" engraved on it.

The corners of Lin Yulan's mouth twitched, unable to maintain a smile at all.

This beautiful sister is very good-looking, why is she so arrogant?

Call her careless. A set of books, notebooks, and pens are provided, so you can excerpt sentences or write down your thoughts after reading them.

Call her attentive. Look at this poor family that has no chance of escaping the fate of being the victim of a rat. What kind of cultural product is this?

Lin Yuzhu put the rice sieve on the ground, stood up and patted the crumbs on her pants, and said lightly: "These things are too valuable. Given our relationship, it is not appropriate to give them to me."

At this time, intellectuals especially liked to give stationery as gifts. If she guessed correctly, a blessing message would be written on the title page of the notebook.

The heartache on Mrs. Song's face when she bought pens and paid for them is still vivid in my mind. She was not rewarded for her work, and she really had no interest in these things.

It was not lacking in the previous life, but it is not very useful now.

"In addition to thanking you, I also want to apologize to you." Yang Meixia stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Yuzhu.

"Because of my personal reasons, it may cause some uncertain troubles in your life in the future. I don't know whether that person will take his anger out on you. I would like to solemnly apologize to you here."

"I'm going to live with my cousin in Hong Kong for a while, and I may not come back again. My gift is both a thank you gift and an apology gift, so please accept it. Besides, I really want to make friends with you!"

She spoke the last sentence very quickly, her face turned red and she straightened up, running out without waiting for Lin Yuzhu's response.

"Hi~Eh?" Lin Yulan didn't quite understand, and tugged on Lin Yuzhu's sleeves with a complicated face, "Why is she confessing like a little fangirl... Why is she so shy? It's so scary... Sister, you won't be taken aback..."

"Who knows what kind of mental journey she has gone through..." Lin Yuzhu rubbed her forehead with a headache, "She said a lot of nonsense... What are you talking about? I'm sitting at home, and the pot comes from the sky?"
Chapter completed!