I took the letter of thanks and looked at it. At first glance, I saw the dense and neat handwriting. It can be seen that the person who wrote it is very serious.
He looked up at her with complicated eyes.
Song Yingwan didn't know why and asked, "What's wrong?"
He shook his head, turned his attention to the book again, and spoke after a moment, "The first half of your idea is fine, but the second part is wrong."
Song Yingwan suspected that he just glanced at it twice. He might not even be able to finish reading the questions in this short time. He leaned over suspiciously and looked at his answers again.
She leaned over and thanked her for a moment without reacting. She could only smell the faint fragrance of the girl, like the lingering elegance after rain hitting gardenias.
He closed his eyes, calmed down, took a step back calmly, and said, "This question should be considered from this perspective..."
Song Yingwan suddenly realized it after listening to his explanation. She secretly lamented the differences between people and couldn't help but ask, "Were your previous grades very good?"
Xie Ci was stunned for two seconds, "...it's not bad."
But is what he understands possible and what she understands possible the same concept? Song Yingwan thought in his mind.
"There is an easier way, do you want to listen?"
"want!"
Ready-made one-on-one tutoring is not free.
Xie Ci stood tall, a full head taller than Song Yingwan, and subconsciously bent down to accommodate the girl in front of him when he was speaking.
Song Yingwan looked at his slightly aggrieved posture, thought for a while and said, "How about... go to my room and sit and talk."
He paused for a moment and said calmly, "...Okay"
Seeing that he agreed, Song Yingwan turned around and went to the desk. She glanced around with her peripheral vision. She was a little glad that she usually liked to be clean. The room was still relatively tidy and clean, so it wasn't embarrassing now.
Xie Ci followed her, and his behavior was elegant. After sitting down, his sight was limited to the small area in front of the desk.
"Then let's get started?"
"Okay." Song Yingwan responded.
One is dedicated to teaching and the other is dedicated to learning. The atmosphere between the two is very harmonious. Learning requires mutual exchange of experiences. It is not easy to have such a person. Of course Song Yingwan will not let him go. She asked him a few more questions. She had some doubts before, so she put the person back.
From then on, Xie Ci became her mentor. No matter what question she asked him, he could answer her questions, which often amazed Song Yingwan.
As the weather got colder and colder, Song Yingwan couldn't get up in the morning. Xie Xi got up early and knocked on her door to remind her not to fall asleep. Then he left, probably to the commune.
Yesterday, he asked her if she wanted to go to the commune. Song Yingwan gave up the idea when she thought of getting up early and it was very cold.
After she woke up, she didn't go back to sleep. She lay down for a while and then got up. The temperature was very low in the morning, and she exhaled white air between breaths. It took a lot of courage to wash her hands at this time.
When she got to the kitchen, she saw the porridge that had been cooked in the pot. The remaining fire in the pot could be kept for a long time, and the porridge was still warm.
She couldn't help but smile and thought helplessly that after all this time, he still only knew how to cook porridge. She must teach him how to cook two dishes when she had time, otherwise she would almost have enough porridge.
He thanked me and didn't come back until the afternoon. When he went there, the backpack he carried was packed full. Song Yingwan hurriedly went to help him unload it. It was full of rice and noodles. He also knew that a layer of grains was covered on top to hide it from others. But she felt heavy just thinking about it.
"Why buy so many?"
Xie Ci rubbed his sore shoulders and said, "I asked a friend to help me buy them. These are free of charge, but they are a bit more expensive."
At this time, she could guess where the food was without ticket.
He said with some hesitation: "Actually, we can also eat cereals."
Xie Ci lowered his head and saw the worry and struggle on her face, and raised the corners of his lips, "I did a favor to this friend before. He is quite reliable. Don't worry, I have a sense of propriety!"
She was relieved in her heart. She was afraid that he would dive in without understanding anything. This was no joke.
The next second he said, "You can't buy so much, it's so heavy!"
Thank you, "I went to see the bicycles today. The supply and marketing cooperative doesn't know when they will be available. I may have to go to the county town to buy them."
When she heard this, she felt a little disappointed. It was actually quite troublesome to travel far away at this time. Besides, how to transport the bicycle back was a problem. Is it possible for two people to ride it back?
I really don’t know how Liu Youwei rides his bicycle back and forth.
As the two of them spent more time together, Xie Ci got to know her better and better. He could guess what she was thinking at a glance. He was silent for a while and then said: "This friend of mine seems to have a few second-hand cars, but he doesn't Know what it is like.”
Song Yingwan's eyes lit up. Second-hand ones were good. They weren't eye-catching and not expensive. They were just passable.
"This is okay. How about we buy this?"
Xie Ci looked at the excited expression on her face, and thought helplessly that she usually seemed quite smart, but now she was a bit stupid. Others wanted the best in everything, and she happily bought other people's broken ones, right? Have you become stupid during this period of studying?
He discussed and said, "I haven't bought you anything since we got married. How about buying a new bicycle?"
Song Yingwan waved her hands and said in a coquettish voice, "Didn't you give me all the money? Isn't this the same?"
Thank you and sighed, "I don't know much about this aspect, and I didn't think carefully about it when I got married. I just think I should give you something to compensate you."
Song Yingwan curled her lips and chuckled, and said softly, "Okay! But you can also ride a bicycle after you buy it. It doesn't matter whether it is old or not. Besides, we are not familiar with this place, so we should keep a low profile. As the saying goes, wealth If we don’t show it to others, the house we built is actually very ostentatious.”
She was very organized and couldn't find anything to refute in her abbreviation of thanks. She didn't want two people to argue about this issue. There would always be a chance in the future.
"Okay! I'll go take a look tomorrow, and if there's anything suitable I'll buy it." After that, he looked at her apologetically, "I told you before that I would take you to the county to buy some things, but I was busy building Fang Fangyi didn’t spare any time, so we’ll ask the team leader for a letter of introduction when we’re done.”
This time Song Yingwan didn't refute and nodded.
He thanked and said, "You can go and take a look tomorrow too. You have to pick something out."
"I won't go. It's been too cold in the mornings these days." And he wasn't going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy. The fewer people there, the better, so she wouldn't cause trouble.
The temperature has indeed changed rapidly in the past few days. It was extremely cold when riding in the donkey cart in the morning, so I didn’t force myself to say goodbye.
After the two were silent, Song Yingwan looked at him and asked, "What do you want for dinner?"
Before he could reply, he added, "How about we eat pimple soup? It feels like we haven't eaten in a long time. You just came back with some white noodles."
"……good."
"Then I'll cook."
He thanked and stood up, "I'll light the fire!"
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