In the evening, Liang Meijuan treated the college students to dinner at the Yiwu Commodity Center, and then Wang Zibo and Gao Jialiang from the Xianning campus took the car back first, followed by two other female high school classmates.
Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu were the last to leave. They chatted in the hotel room until after 9 o'clock before going back, and decided on tomorrow's itinerary.
Chen Hansheng actually wanted to be lazy, but this was his biological father and mother, and he would definitely accompany him all the way when he was not in class. Xiao Rongyu just went to eat and play.
"Old Chen, have you noticed something?"
When there were only the couple left in the room, Liang Meijuan suddenly said mysteriously.
"What?"
"Is Xiao Yu'er talking about friends with that little bastard of ours?"
Chen Zhaojun has seen these two with his own eyes There is a scene of people eating candied haws on the street, but he is relatively stable. Unless Chen Hansheng personally says that his relationship with Xiao Rongyu has been confirmed, he will not talk more.
"How do I know this? Don't think too much about it. Maybe they are just classmates."
Chen Zhaojun advised seriously.
Liang Meijuan rolled her eyes at her husband: "I'm not blind. Xiao Yu'er asked Han Sheng to pick up the food for her during the meal. How can the relationship between classmates be so close?"
"Let's talk about it."
Liang Meijuan suddenly remembered something: "A while ago, Xiao Hongwei and Lu Yuqing suddenly invited us to dinner, but they didn't say anything specific. At that time, I was still a little confused. I finally got something interesting today."
Chen Zhaojun turned over and said, "Turn off the lights and get up early tomorrow."
"Turn it off yourself."
Liang Meijuan hummed and said: "After finally taking care of the younger one in college, the old one still wants me to serve him."
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No. The next day, Chen Hansheng got up early. He wanted to print some part-time job flyers first, and then go to have dinner with his parents.
Everyone else in the dormitory was sleeping deeply, except Jin Yangming, who was lying on his side on the bed, texting with dark circles under his eyes.
"Lao Liu, have you not slept all night?"
Chen Hansheng asked strangely.
Jin Yangming nodded, looking a little excited: "Brother Chen, I found that my charm is still good. Shang Yanyan rejected me, she completely rejected a treasure boy."
"How do you say this?"
"Last night, a girl named A Liang suddenly sent me a message and said that since she met me in the cafeteria, she wanted to be friends with me. After chatting all night, I found that there are many similarities in hobbies and interests."
Chen Hansheng changed his clothes calmly: "Then take care of yourself, I'll go out to do something."
After Chen Hansheng expressed his request to the printing shop owner, he hurried to the hotel where Liang Meijuan was staying.
Xiao Rongyu had arrived early. She was a little unhappy because Chen Hansheng was not at the school gate in the morning.Wait for her.
However, when they met, they saw Chen Hansheng wearing a black down jacket and he was wearing a light pink one. Xiao Rongyu smiled sweetly and immediately forgot about these little things.
Today’s plan is very tight. I plan to go to the Confucius Temple Qinhuai River Sightseeing Zone in the morning, have a special snack there at noon, go to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum in the afternoon, and then return to Jiangling in the evening.
However, plans can never keep up with changes. Who would have thought that Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu would be directly attracted by the dazzling jewelry stores on Confucius Temple Street.
In the end, the four people were divided into two groups. Chen Zhaojun was holding Liang Meijuan’s woolen coat, Chen Hansheng was walking behind holding Xiao Rongyu’s down jacket, and Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu were walking in front hand in hand. .
Under Xiao Rongyu's down jacket is a white tight-fitting cotton sweater and a pair of short boots. Coupled with a classic and exquisite oval face and a figure of over 1.67 meters, those foreigners on the Qinhuai River They all paid attention frequently.
A few hooligans hanging around the Confucius Temple wanted to strike up a conversation, but they saw Chen Zhaojun and Chen Hansheng following behind.
Chen Zhaojun is better, just an ordinary middle-aged office man.
Chen Hansheng's temperament was different. He put one hand on his hip and opened his arms unscrupulously. He looked at the bustling crowd with a face full of impatience, and the corners of his eyes twitched a bit unruly from time to time.
After Chen Hansheng noticed a few gangsters, he actually smiled at them indifferently.
These gangsters were also cowardly and gave up after discussing it.
The fighting power of middle-aged women and young girls together was amazing. They continued shopping until three o'clock in the afternoon, and were finally dragged to eat by Chen Hansheng, who was so hungry that he could no longer hold on.
Looking at it this way, the travel plan to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum will definitely be ruined. I will simply spend the whole day having fun in Confucius Temple.
Hearing Chen Hansheng’s painful announcement of this decision, Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu smiled and clapped.
The Confucius Temple is even more lively at night. A row of red lanterns hangs down from the screen wall of the Qinhuai people's house. Antique cruise ships are full of tourists traveling from south to north. The music of the piano and the rhythm of tea are antique.
This lively atmosphere has always infected Liang Meijuan, and she was still a little excited after returning to the hotel.
"Old Chen, let's go for a walk."
Chen Zhaojun looked at the time: "It's already 9:30."
Liang Meijuan dragged Chen Zhaojun : "Let's go to the school and have a look. Maybe we can come back in the future."
When Chen Zhaojun heard that this was indeed the case, the two of them changed their clothes and went out.
In late autumn, the floor of the financial courtyard was covered with sycamore leaves, which made a "creeping, creaking" sound when stepped on. Chen Zhaojun and his wife walked to Building 101 F without realizing it. Unexpectedly, the lights were still on here. .
"Han Sheng is also very tired today. Why is he here to mess with this base again."
Liang Meijuan was very distressed and regretful. If she had known better, she would not have played so late.
The two walked in101, but Chen Hansheng was not seen, and another figure was seen from behind under the table.
She was kneeling on the ground and carefully wiping off the rust. Judging from the soft and graceful arc of her back, she must be a girl.
Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other and said, "Hello..."
Liang Meijuan originally just wanted to say hello, but unexpectedly she scared the girl. Hearing a "bang" sound, he hit the iron plate the moment he raised his head.
"Are you okay? Be careful and come out first."
Chen Zhaojun asked with concern.
The girl walked out slowly, and Liang Meijuan looked at her carefully.
She is actually a little taller than Xiao Yu'er. She is wearing an old-fashioned high school uniform with raw edges on the trousers. Her knees and cuffs are stained with thick dust, which shows that she was having fun in Confucius Temple just now. She has been cleaning since then.
The black hair is tied into a round head suitable for work, and the sweat on the temples can be seen clearly under the light. Under the mottled lights, the figure looked soft and frail, but also a little heart-wrenchingly stubborn.
It’s just that she kept looking down at her toes, and Liang Meijuan couldn’t see clearly.
"What's your name?"
Liang Meijuan was about to hold the girl's hand, but she hesitated a little.
"Dirty."
The girl said softly.
Liang Meijuan still held her hand: "It doesn't matter if it's dirty, you are cleaning it for Chen Hansheng!"
After saying that, Liang Meijuan did not ask the girl to raise her head, but took the initiative to squat down. , the moment the two looked at each other, Liang Meijuan took a breath.
"Chen Zhaojun, what a pretty girl."
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