"I think it's okay. You might as well return the things Xiaoyuan gave you."
Her mother's words made Fang Xiaoya curl her lips inwardly.
Return it? How is it possible? Now that the person is gone and he wants to keep it as a souvenir, how can he return it?
And she doesn't want to talk to anyone anymore. Her strange illness makes her don't know what to do.
She couldn't use this as an excuse to return the things. Her parents would never agree to her going to find Xiaoyuan's eldest brother like this. How unbecoming a man and a woman alone would be.
"Then...should I go there now?"
"Now?" Fang Ma raised her head and glanced at the clock on the table beside her. It's not even ten o'clock.
"Okay, go and come back quickly, how about you take Xiaoqing with you?"
"Ah? Why should I take him? It's broad daylight now. At worst, I'll call Brother Erheng outside."
At this time, Fang Xiaoqing, who was studying in the back room, also spoke: "Mom, I'm not going."
Uh... both of them objected at the same time, so Fang's mother said nothing more and just told her daughter to go back quickly and not to stay too long.
Just when Fang Xiaoya was about to leave, Father Fang raised his head and said: "Xiaoya, please invite Er Heng to come and sit at home if he has nothing to do. He's not far away. This kid's temper was quite good back then."
My appetite."
"I know dad!"
After watching her daughter go out, Fang's mother turned to look at Fang's father and said, "Xiaoya may have no impression of Er Heng, but I clearly remember that the older Li Yuan grew, the more he thought about his brother."
"Well, it's true. It's rare to see brothers who are not twins but look so similar." Father Fang nodded while working on his hands.
"Hongfang, your daughter actually has a secret in her heart. Have you, the mother, never discovered it?"
"I can see it, how could I not see it? She is the meat that fell off my body. After raising her for so many years, can I still not understand her little thoughts? I just don't ask, and I suspect that I should tell Xiaoyuan
It’s also related to Lao Li.”
"Yes, I think so too. Oh, what a sin. Seeing that we are liberated and living a good life, how could something like this happen?" Father Fang shook his head with some regret.
"You don't know, Hongfang. Before the summer vacation last year, Lao Li told me that Erheng had sent a letter to his family and was going to come back from family leave during the Chinese New Year. He was so happy at the time. Who would have thought that he would be here in November?
Here we come.”
Fang Ma sighed leisurely, said nothing, lowered her head and continued to mend the clothes in her hands.
…
Fang Xiaoya jogged all the way to the courtyard, took a breath at the door and walked in.
As soon as I turned around the screen wall, I met the third aunt who was washing clothes at the sink.
"Hey, Xiaoya, why are you here?"
"Hello, third aunt, I'm doing laundry. I heard that Xiaoyuan's eldest brother is back. Come and see him, and take some things that Xiaoyuan gave me before." Fang Xiaoya picked up the cloth bag in her hand.
He gestured.
She had done quite a lot of preparations, but she was mainly worried about others gossiping, being alone, and having a relationship before, so some things she said were easy to say or not.
It's not impossible for someone to be crushed to death under his tongue.
"Er Heng?" The third aunt turned her head and glanced at the west wing, then turned back and said, "Er Heng didn't come back. Who did you hear that he came back?"
"Ah? I just heard what Meng Jun said. He told me that the neighborhood office gave this house to Brother Er Heng again."
"Hey, I didn't explain it clearly. The house was indeed given to Er Heng, but he didn't come back. He has been living in the work unit these days. The house has been tidied up. He came over yesterday to sew all the bedding.
, I just don’t know when he will move back, and I didn’t see him coming here today.”
"Oh, it must be that they haven't come over yet to buy things. Meng Jun told me that he went to their supply and marketing cooperative in the morning to buy seasonings and other things. It seems that he is going to move there to prepare."
"Xiaoya, come and sit in my room for a while. If he is shopping, he will be back soon."
"If I can't make it to Third Aunt, I'll go back first and come back another day. It's not far anyway. You're busy, so I'll go over first."
After saying that, Fang Xiaoya was about to leave. As soon as she turned around, a person turned around from the screen wall. He was wearing an old man's shirt and a towel around his neck. He looked dark and a little dirty.
When he saw someone in the courtyard, he smiled and asked: "Hello, comrades, could you please ask if there is someone named Li Heng in this courtyard?"
"Yes, you are?"
"Oh, I'm the coal delivery company from the fuel company. I delivered the coal he just bought at our sales department. Could you please tell me which house he lives in, and I'll unload the coal."
"Well, it's over there." The third aunt at the pool raised her finger and pointed at the west room: "That's the coal shed under the eaves, you can just do it inside."
"Okay, thank you."
"Comrade" saw that he was about to leave, Fang Xiaoya hurriedly stopped him and asked: "Is Li Heng back?"
"Comrade Li told me to send it over first. He still has to buy food. But I guess it's just a matter of front and rear legs. I came here with a cart. The bicycle he rides should not take long.
Can come back."
It really shouldn't take long, but Fang Xiaoya didn't stay in the yard anymore, but followed the coal delivery man out of the door.
The third aunt may not have heard anything else clearly, but she only heard the word bicycle. Good guy, yesterday I saw him walking, but today he is riding a bicycle?
Did you buy it yourself or borrow it from someone else?
The third uncle, who had been in the house all the time, came out when he heard what was said in the yard. He was also attracted by the bicycle.
When the third aunt saw her man looking at her, she shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.
The third uncle saw this and stopped entering the house. He moved a small stool and sat at the door, waiting to see the bicycle.
If this Li Heng really buys a bicycle, it will be the first in their family.
No, no, Lao Li’s family already had one, but it was accidentally damaged by the last explosion. Presumably, if he can buy another one, it must be the compensation from the state. I don’t know how much compensation the state has given. It is probably not less.
Well, after all, there are two lives.
The third uncle sat there and was thinking secretly. He didn't know if this Er Heng had the same temper as his father, and whether I could do anything with him.