Eighteen-year-old Yang Lina longs for love, but it's just love.
In this loveless marriage, the original owner was treated like a loser, but she didn't want to.
She has her dream.
After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it. I still had to continue living my life, and it was important to make money first.
He stood up, patted the dirt on his butt, and walked towards home.
Today's tofu was ordered by Feng Zhidong, a teacher from the next village.
He ordered ten kilograms, saying that he would make some tofu dumplings at home to eat when making dumpling noodles.
At the door, Feng Zhidong was holding tofu in his hand with an unhappy look on his face. When he met Yang Lina, he suddenly grinned.
"Sister Yang, I thought there was a stranger in your house, so I gave the money to the strange man inside."
The strange man in his mouth must be Li Jingming.
I don’t know when Feng Zhidong called Yang Lina Yang Meizi. He had been here several times, as if he was deliberately taking care of Yang Lina’s business.
"Thank you, Teacher Feng."
Yang Lina originally wanted to remind that tofu is easy to spoil in summer, so it is better not to buy so much.
If you don't finish it, it will become sour overnight. Unless you cut it into cubes and fry it thoroughly with hot oil and salt, it can still be stored for half a month.
"It doesn't matter, you are sister-in-law Jingxuan, just take care of your business. Besides, I will come here often in the future."
Feng Zhidong smiled shyly, hung the tofu on his bicycle, said hello to Yang Lina, and left without stopping.
"Teacher Feng, please slow down!"
Yang Lina shouted in the direction of Feng Zhidong, watched him go away, and then entered the house.
In a hurry to deliver the tofu, she didn't take Feng Zhidong's words about coming often to heart. If she knew now that he would suffer great injustice later, she would never sell him tofu again even if she was beaten to death.
"Here, this is the tofu money that Teacher Feng gave you, three yuan for ten pounds."
"Thanks."
There was a tacit understanding between the two of them, as if nothing happened, they were each busy with their own affairs.
On the other hand, Li Jingming had a very bad impression of Feng Zhidong. As soon as he entered his house, he called him Xiao Yang like an acquaintance.
Who is Xiao Yang and can you call him?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt terribly depressed.
There was no further progress between the two of them, and they still did not disturb each other.
That day, as soon as Li Jingxuan came home, he took the cloth he bought in the town to Yang Lina's house.
Yang Lina bought a few vegetable vats at the market and wanted to make some kimchi to eat. Every morning she drank cornmeal batter, which almost made her vomit.
Li Jingxuan originally planned to ask Yang Lina to help make clothes, but when he saw Yang Lina, his eyes almost fell out.
"Sister-in-law, I haven't seen you for two weeks. Why have you lost weight again? I almost don't recognize you anymore."
Yang Lina wears a white cotton and linen Zen-style retro Chinese button-up dress on her upper body, a pair of black cotton and linen wide pants (wide-leg pants) on her lower body, her shoulder-length black hair is tied into a fluffy bun, and the forehead
The bangs set off her face to be small and exquisite, making her look both comfortable and charming.
This kind of charm made Li Jingxuan's heart tremble.
"Sister-in-law, is that you?"
Is this still the sister-in-law from before?
Can such a sister-in-law still make people hate her?
Li Jingxuan squatted in front of Yang Lina who was cleaning the jar, raised his head and looked at Yang Lina carefully with a pair of round eyes.
"Who else could it be if not me?"
This little girl, after all, has studied, doesn’t have so many rules, and has a strong personality.
Thinking of this, Yang Lina couldn't help but raise her wet hand and lightly tap Li Jingxuan's forehead.
"Oh, sister-in-law, you have changed so much and are so beautiful."
Li Jingxuan wanted to look at Yang Lina all over, touch her clothes and hair.
"Don't move. I see that you are in a good mood. It seems that you did well in the exam. Do you want to help you celebrate?"
The moment she spoke, Yang Lina turned the two vegetable jars upside down on the ground, got up and went to cut radishes again. Li Jingxuan followed Yang Lina like a follower the whole time, talking about her selling clothes.
"So, your classmate bought the dress for two hundred yuan, and now you want me to make a new one for you, right?"
After listening back and forth, Yang Lina was almost confident.
Seeing that Yang Lina didn't have any surprise, nor any anger or dissatisfaction, Li Jingxuan said: "Sister-in-law, I really didn't mean to sell it. You also know the situation of our family. I thought about it. If I get into college, the money will be okay.
If I don't pass the exam, I will use it to treat my elder brother's leg.
Sister-in-law, please don’t be angry, okay?”
Originally, Li Jingxuan had no intention of telling Yang Lina this, but as he talked, he was afraid that Yang Lina would not make clothes for him, so he said it out loud when he was excited.
Not bad, I'm still thinking about treating my eldest brother's leg. It seems that this little girl is not as ignorant as I thought. She may still be a useful talent with some guidance.
"I'm not angry. Just leave the fabric there and I'll help you make it when I have time."
Beauty is in the bones, not the skin. Li Jingxuan cares about her rural family background, and even feels inferior because of her background. Yang Lina sees this all in her eyes. She gave her clothes before the college entrance examination because the clothes she wore were old and ill-fitting. She could see that,
Li Jingxuan liked those two pieces of clothing very much. Now that she has sold them, she can at least think about treating his eldest brother's leg, and Li Jingming's pain for her will not be in vain.
"Sister-in-law, I bought a lot of cloth. You can make one for yourself and my second sister-in-law. I bought cloth for both of you."
Li Jingxuan said carefully, and when she heard Yang Lina's generous agreement, she felt a little guilty in her heart.
"I received the favor, but I don't need it anymore, and I don't need new clothes because I'm not going anywhere.
Let’s make one more thing for your second sister-in-law. She works harder and has to take care of you and work in the fields. Just think of it as your gratitude to your second sister-in-law!"
I’m so ashamed that I don’t even need new clothes, I know that others have worked hard.
Li Jingxuan blushed, feeling ashamed. The sister-in-law in front of her was two months younger than herself, but what she said made her feel distressed for her age.
My family grew up poor, but I never treated myself badly.
She clearly remembered that she and Yang Lina were classmates in elementary school. When she was a child, Yang Lina was always dirty and her hair was messy. She was a skinny little girl who followed behind her classmates, licking her chapped and bloodless lips pitifully while watching everyone eat steamed buns.
Once, she couldn't bear it and gave her a small piece. She grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth to devour it. However, Yang Liye kicked her hard in the back. Yang Lina was in so much pain that she couldn't cry for a long time. Waiting to cry
When he came out, his face was blue and he huddled on the ground for a long time before he got up.
After graduating from elementary school, I had not seen her before. When we met again, she was already his sister-in-law. She was so fat that I couldn't bear to look at her, and her personality had become unreasonable and annoying.
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Many words were stuck in Li Jingxuan's throat and he couldn't make a sound.
She wanted to ask if she still remembered Sanya when she was a child, but she didn't.
The person in front of her is her sister-in-law.
"By the way, sister-in-law, has Teacher Feng ever come here to buy tofu?"
Suddenly, she remembered that she had another purpose for coming here, which was Teacher Feng.
In her senior year of high school, Teacher Feng gave her a lot of private tutoring. She wanted to thank Teacher Feng, but she didn't know how to thank her.