Some people are happy and some are sad. Song Yingwan and Xie Ci have been high-profile since the last time they received the notice. They have been silent about this matter since then. She also laughed when others teased her on the street. , never take the initiative to show off anything.
But even so, some people will still feel dissatisfied. Some people will never look for reasons from themselves after failure. They will only complain about the unfairness of the world and vent their dissatisfaction on others.
Song Yingwan thought that being a monk would mean ringing the bell all day long, and it would not be possible to pack everything in one day, so he went to cut the pig grass on time in the morning.
On the way back from cutting, I met my aunt who used to work in a group. The aunt hurriedly came over and said with a smile, "Song Zhiqing is still cutting pigweed? This Peking University student is really different. Look at this." If you go in, you can still read books."
Song Yingwan curled her lips and smiled. She had heard these words too many times in the past few days.
But these people didn't have any other intentions. Qingshan Commune had not produced many college students in the past few years, let alone those who were admitted to Beijing University, so they were just a little curious. The person who asked for the admission notice that day was still Very few, so although Song Yingwan felt helpless, he was not impatient.
She spoke softly, "Auntie, stop teasing me."
The aunt raised her voice slightly and said, "How can this be said to be a joke! Who in our Liujia Village doesn't know that you and Xie Zhiqing have been admitted to the famous Beijing University? Not even our village or even the entire commune can compare. It’s for both of you.”
Song Yingwan looked embarrassed when he heard this. He said a few words casually and excused himself to go back.
She didn't take this matter to heart, but she didn't notice the figure hidden behind the tree. His eyes were dark, his mouth was filled with contempt and displeasure, and his trembling hands showed his emotional instability at this time.
After a few days of tidying up, almost all the belongings in the house were sorted out. When this house was built, it was agreed that it would be left to the village, so there is no need to worry about it. The only thing left is to take care of the things in the house and sell them. Those who sell should be given away.
Song Yingwan had already thought about it. There was no one she knew well in Liujiacun, so she asked Aunt Guihua and Sister-in-law Hongying to come over and pick out the things she couldn't take away. People at this time were not so particular about life. Save whatever you can, so don’t worry about not being able to give these things away.
Xie Ci has already bought the ticket to go back. Just three days later, he took two packages and sent them back yesterday. Most of them were summer and autumn clothes. Now that he looked carefully, the house was already a little empty. means.
Song Yingwan went to Aunt Guihua's house to sit for a while in the afternoon and told her to pick up some useful things at home. Aunt Guihua already knew that they would leave in a few days, so she felt melancholy alone for a while, but then she felt happy again. I'll take a look with my sister-in-law Hongying the next day.
On the way back, I met Xie Ci. He went to find Ma Xiangdong to dispose of the bicycle today. He originally bought it second-hand. The two of them didn't plan to sell it for much, but the bicycle was a big item after all, so it couldn't be compared with those bowls. The first pickup of the basin is sent out.
Xie Ci came back in Uncle Lao Gen'er's donkey cart. He still had to walk back from the village entrance to his home, so he met Song Yingwan by chance.
After seeing the person, he stood there and waited. When she came closer, he said, "Where have you been?"
Song Yingwan raised her eyes and looked at him, "I went to Aunt Guihua's house to sit for a while."
The two of them chatted all the way and didn't rush back. However, it was only a short distance away and they arrived home in a short while. Song Yingwan had just taken out the key and opened the door. Before they could step in, she suddenly hugged him tightly and thanked him. Her arms, whispered, "Someone!"
Song Yingwan realized immediately that he was talking about someone in the house.
She looked up at the tightly closed door in front of her, and even breathed softly unconsciously. She listened attentively, but she really didn't hear any movement, and she didn't dare to speak easily for fear of disturbing the people inside.
Xie Ci's eyebrows were calm, he pulled her back with one hand and said softly, "Go to the educated youth center and find Xu Lang."
Song Yingwan frowned, "Then what should you do?"
Xie Ci said calmly, "I will be guarding the door. There will be no danger."
Song Yingwan didn't ask any more questions, turned around and ran to the educated youth spot. She didn't have the strength or ability to show off and stay with him to deal with it. Maybe she would be distracted from taking care of her when she said goodbye, so she had to do something she could do. Reality.
Besides, she had known for a long time that Xie Ci had been trained in the army, so she thought that ordinary people would not be his opponents, so she went with peace of mind.
Song Yingwan quickly ran over and called Xu Lang out. He explained the matter clearly in two sentences. After hearing this, Xu Lang looked serious and ran over with a shovel on his shoulder without saying a word.
She thought for a while and ran to find the captain, specially going in when both of them were not around. They must be from the same village, so naturally the captain must be present.
At this time, I was still thinking about how courageous this person was. He dared to go in and steal things in broad daylight, but he didn't know whether it was for money or something else.
When Xu Lang ran over, he saw Xie Ci standing at the door with his arms folded. His calm and calm look really made it impossible to tell that there was a thief in his home.
He stared inside with his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Brother Ci, what should we do now?"
Xie Ci glanced at the tool in his hand and said, "I'll go into the house and take a look, and you'll stay guard outside to avoid any accomplices."
That's why I called him here.
Xu Lang frowned, "Brother Ci, I'd better go in with you. If there's any danger, it's better than you alone."
She thanked him and patted him on the shoulder, "You can come in in time if there is danger."
After saying that, he walked inside. Xu Lang had no choice but to wait outside.
Xie Ci had just listened to the slight noise coming from the yard and had already judged that the person was in his and Song Yingwan's bedroom, so he went in that direction without any hesitation after entering.
The bedroom door was wide open, and at a glance Xie Ci could see a man slyly rummaging for something on the clothes cabinet. Things were scattered everywhere on the floor, and he was not even noticed when he came in.
After thanking him, he looked at it for a while. The man didn't know what he was looking for, and he muttered, "It's really well hidden..."
"This stinky bitch!"
"I don't believe in this evil anymore-"
When Xie Xi heard the previous sentence, his eyes became cold, and he was no longer interested in reading any more. He raised his hand and knocked on the door twice. The man paused, and when he turned his head to look over, he only felt that One moment of pain, the next second his whole body was hit hard against the box, and his whole body was filled with heartbreaking pain.
Xu Lang couldn't wait any longer outside. As soon as he heard the noise, he rushed in. When he saw Xie Ci standing there properly, he felt relieved.
After getting closer and seeing the face of the person lying on the ground clearly, his eyes widened in an instant, filled with disbelief.
