The lack of father's love and mother's love since childhood did not turn him into a rebellious and unruly boy. Instead, he was gentle, polite, wise and humble. How could such a boy not make her heart move?
Song Yingwan stared at his soft and delicate side face, with clean outlines and long black eyelashes hanging gently, looking too good to be true. Seeing him turning his head to look over at this moment, the girl subconsciously quirked her eyebrows. She was gentler and brighter than the warm sun in winter, and it was deeply imprinted in his heart.
He curled his lips, his brows and eyes were a little softer and more affectionate than before, and his hand holding the microphone tightened.
Maybe something was said over there, so he quickly recovered and whispered a few words.
Song Yingwan suddenly wasn't nervous at all. Instead, he was very curious about the grandparents he mentioned in his thank you speech. They must have taught him very carefully to have such an excellent thank you speech today.
She couldn't wait to know everything related to Xie Ci, including his family.
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard him calling her name with his lips curled up, and the next second he said, "Grandma wants to talk to you."
When she took the microphone, she was still thinking, after all, people can't set flags casually.
Okay, I'm still a little nervous.
Then a gentle and kind voice came from the microphone, "Is it Wanwan? I'm grandma."
She quickly responded, "It's me."
Grandma seemed to laugh, making people get close to each other unconsciously, "Good boy, I'm sorry for you. Xiao Ci doesn't do things properly. As elders, we didn't have time to prepare anything for you two to get married. This is rude to us. You can do it for us." Apologize to your parents, and when you are free to go home, our two families will find an opportunity to sit together and have a good talk. "
"You two just live a good life and don't have to worry about anything. If Xiao Ci bullies you, just call grandma and say, I will definitely teach him a lesson for you."
Song Yingwan looked up at Xie Ci and smiled, "No, he usually takes better care of me."
Grandma, "My child knows that Xiaoci doesn't talk much, and he won't take the initiative to say anything on his mind. He is lucky to be with you, but two people must be considerate and tolerant of each other to last. You must It took a lot of care for him to keep him alive and kicking now."
It could be heard that grandma loved Xie Ci very much, and she was also kind and sensible. She felt much more relaxed.
"Let me also say a few words to my grandson-in-law..." Grandpa's intermittent voice came from over there again.
Grandma's voice was impatient, and her warmth suddenly lost its warmth. "What do I have to say to you? I haven't even said a few words yet!"
"...How come you have nothing to say to me?"
Listening to two old men who were over fifty years old and still noisy like children, Song Yingwan suddenly thought of her grandparents, who also bickered a few times every day, but no one could live without the other.
They have been noisy for a lifetime, but also tolerated each other for a lifetime.
She suddenly felt a little moved in her heart. When she heard the mixed voices on the phone, she always felt that her grandparents were back again.
Feeling that the girl's mood was a little low, Xie Ci frowned and raised his hand on her head, asking softly, "What's wrong?"
After a pause, he continued, "If you don't want to..."
Song Yingwan quickly came to her senses, shook her head at him, arched her eyebrows and said, "It's okay, I like talking to grandma very much."
The smile on his face became more genuine when he lowered his head to speak.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be forcing a smile, she gave up her thanks and stood quietly beside her, listening to her words one by one. The two of them seemed to be having a very interesting conversation, and there were always endless topics to talk about, which made the old man coaxed. There was constant laughter.
The two of them chatted from Liujiacun to Beijing, from dressing and eating to philosophy of life.
Grandma spoke in a funny and relaxed manner. After a deep conversation, Song Yingwan discovered that she was also very open-minded and could accept new things with a calm mind. Unlike some elderly people who have stubborn and outdated ideas, the two of them talked about many topics at one time. Some.
In the end, I thanked him. I saw that the people waiting in line behind him were getting impatient and wanted to come in several times to see what the people inside were talking about. Only then did he have to interrupt the two people who were chatting in a lively manner.
Of course, when she finally paid for the phone bill, Song Yingwan felt a twinge of pain.
It was only a few days after the New Year, and there was no shortage of anything at home. After making the phone call, they headed back home.
While walking on the road, Song Yingwan suddenly exclaimed, "Oh!"
Xie Ci quickly parked the car, put one foot on the ground, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I forgot to say hello to grandpa."
Even though he was a calm and composed person when he thanked me, he was rarely speechless at this moment. He paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said, "It's okay. I'll ask the same thing next time when I call."
She frowned, "But this is the first time I'm on the phone, so it's different."
He looked down at her and said casually, "Then let's go back and fight again? Let you and grandpa talk alone."
Song Yingwan hesitated for a second, then decisively refused, "Forget it, let's do it next time!"
After a moment of silence, he murmured to himself, "Grandma probably likes me, and she will definitely explain it to me."
Although Xie Ci couldn't understand her weirdness, it still didn't stop him from finding her cute at this time.
With a smile on his face, he looked at the slightly desolate wilderness in the distance, and his light words scattered in the air.
"Song Xiaowan!"
"……ah?"
What a strange name this is.
"gone."
As he finished speaking, his toes lightly touched the ground, and he pedaled the bicycle slowly forward, and then the speed became faster and faster.
Song Yingwan subconsciously grabbed the clothes around his waist, fearing that she would be thrown out again.
She cherishes her life very much.
Spring returns to the earth and everything revives.
The land became lively again, and everyone performed their duties. Those who should work went to work, and those who should cut pig grass cut pig grass.
After more than half a year of experience last year, Liu Yingying has now completely awakened and knows that nothing can be changed. Although she likes to thank her, she is not willing to tire herself to death for him every day. Thinking about how glamorous she used to be, That was just a flower in Liujiacun, and looking at the black-headed and earth-faced one now, she even wanted to cry.
So she did nothing all winter, and asked the captain to give her a job every day.
No matter how determined the captain was, he couldn't resist being bullied and teased every day. Besides, he was still his own child, so he wouldn't be really cruel to the end, so he finally relented.
But since Song Yingwan had already pointed out the job of cutting pigweed to Song Yingwan at that time, he never thought about coming back again, and he couldn't afford the shame.
Fortunately, this year the village has discussed raising two more pigs, and it is reasonable to add an additional quota for cutting pig grass.
So Liu Yingying returned to her old job and now became Song Yingwan's colleague.
