After Wang Sheng was busy with everything in Changle Mansion, he finally returned to Wangjia Village before the year before.
"Wangjiacun is here!"
The coachman shouted. Wang Sheng opened his eyes and felt that his vision was blurry. He closed his eyes again for relief before opening them again.
In recent days, I picked up several interesting policy essays from bookstores. Wang Sheng imitated the above structure and wrote a few questions, but could not learn the essence. The more he studied, the more obsessed he became. Forget the passage of time.
When Ji Shaohuai was still there, he still had the concept of time. As soon as he returned home, the government school went on annual vacation again. The students who were homesick had already gone home as soon as the master announced the holiday, and there was silence all around. , Wang Sheng has no concept of time.
Wang Sheng lifted the curtain, handed the driver some money, and said, "Thank you."
"Go slowly!"
Wang Sheng nodded. When he stepped off the carriage, he saw Wang Wenqiu, Liu Zhaoxing and Wang Jingjing waiting for him not far away.
"Dad, Mom, be quiet."
Wang Sheng walked quickly, walked in front of them, and shouted one by one.
Liu Zhaoxing responded quickly: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back. Mom made your favorite salt-baked chicken, let's go home quickly."
She turned her head , hit Wang Wenqiu in the stomach with his elbow, and said, "Hurry up and help Sheng'er get the things."
Wang Wenqiu remained silent and grabbed the things on Wang Sheng's back.
Wang Sheng said in a dumbfounded voice: "There aren't many things, I can just carry them myself, no need to bother dad."
"Just let him hold it, my poor son. You’ve become so thin, my mother will definitely give you a good supplement when you come back!”
Maybe it’s because in the eyes of my mother, no matter what, I’m still thin.
Wang Sheng felt that he must have gained a lot of weight while studying in the government. The clothes he wore three or four months ago now fit a little better. You know, Liu Zhaoxing usually makes clothes that are bigger, and he probably also studied archery. for the sake of.
"Mother." Wang Sheng shouted helplessly and continued: "You can eat whatever you want. I have grown in weight, not lost weight."
Wang Jingjing I was walking aside, listening to the words of Liu Zhaoxing and Wang Sheng, and looked at my brother silently, interjecting and asking: "Brother, I read the book you sent, is there any next time?"
"You girl, you drag your feet when I ask you to embroider things, but you get excited when I talk about reading." Liu Zhaoxing said.
"Oh, mother, aren't you curious too? You asked me to read it to you."
Wang Jingjing snickered, directly debunking Liu Zhaoxing's high-sounding words.
Liu Zhaoxing sighed, "Don't talk nonsense!"
"If eldest brother brings back the script, I will read it myself and not read it."
Wang Jingjing Blinking his eyes, his face looked innocent, "Mom doesn't like to hear it anyway."
"If you don't listen, don't listen."
Liu Zhaoxing was not threatened and felt guilty when he spoke.
Wang Sheng did not expect this to be the case.
This matter was inspired by Ji Shaohuai. He said that his wife liked to read it. Wang Sheng thought to himself that shopkeeper Ning always left a sample book for himself, but it was useless to keep it, so he just followed the trust. I gave it back because my sister loves to listen to stories, so this book can also pass the time.
The last one was so popular that Wang Sheng failed to receive the copy from shopkeeper Ning.
Shopkeeper Ning explained the reason to Wang Sheng. Someone had sold the books left to Wang Sheng. The book store was out of stock, so he could not hand them to Wang Sheng last time.
Wang Sheng was fine, but he didn't think well. There were two people at home waiting for updates, which was really hard.
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Fortunately, I didn’t refuse shopkeeper Ning’s final offer to send the books to Qinghe Town, otherwise I would have had to write out the plot overnight.
Wang Sheng thought lightly and replied to Wang Jingjing's question: "It will be a few days before the latest episode. I have made an agreement with the shopkeeper of Changle Mansion. If there is a new episode, it will be sent to Qinghe "
Liu Zhaoxing said worriedly: "Will it be too troublesome for the shopkeeper? Besides, it's not cheap, is it bad?"
Wang Sheng explained. Said: "Shopkeeper Ning sent it to me because he wanted me to check again whether there are any errors or omissions in the writing, so that the deficiencies can be found and filled in time."
"Okay." Liu Zhaoxing felt relieved and said again: "If you're too tired, don't write. With us here, you don't have to work so hard. Just study hard."
"It's not hard."
The physical fatigue has not gone away. During the holidays, I was tired from helping harvest rice, so I just spent some brain cells thinking about the plot. Compared to my parents who work hard at home embroidering samples and farming, this is already the easiest job.
"Moreover, mother, I have enough money to go to school next year."
As soon as Wang Sheng stepped into the courtyard, he lowered his voice and said, "I don't want you to be too tired and have free time." Mom, if you go out for a walk, sitting at home and bending over to embroider things is not good for your waist and eyes."
Wang Sheng thought of the time when he had not yet arrived, or had not yet decided to go. While studying in the government, Liu Zhaoxing still had time to go out and chat.
But Liu Zhaoxing decided to study in a private school by himself, so he never stopped for a moment, because he was afraid that he would have no money to study in a private school. Wang Jingjing recently wrote a letter telling her about Liu Zhaoxing's disobedience.
"Before returning to the village, shopkeeper Ning handed me another twenty taels. These twenty taels and the previous money are enough for my expenses next year."
Wang Sheng He explained, seeing that Liu Zhaoxing was unmoved, he advised: "If things go on like this, it will not be good for your health. It is the best way to save money if you are not sick or in trouble."
Liu Zhaoxing said: "This is not Afraid that you are hereIsn’t that enough money to study? ”
“That’s enough. ”
Wang Sheng spent most of his money on books and study supplies. When he got new topics, he would write a letter to Wang Yan and Wang Yi every month, and he had no use for the rest. There, some classmates asked me to go out for fun, but they all refused because they had something to do. Of course, Ji Shaohuai's role was indispensable.
"Okay, okay, listen to Sheng'er. "
Liu Zhaoxing agreed, went back to the kitchen to get warm water, poured it into a cup, and handed it to Wang Sheng.
"Drink, mother will serve the dishes. "
Wang Sheng held the cup with both hands and felt the temperature of the cup. He sat here with a dazed expression.
"Brother, you still have a way. Mom won't listen to me no matter what. "
Wang Jingjing sat down and complained secretly: "Brother, you must emphasize this when you write a letter next time. Otherwise, if you go to the government school, your mother will probably be back to her original state. "
Wang Sheng came back to his senses and looked at his hands. He thought faintly that Liu Zhaoxing was annoyed by saying this in every letter. Since April, he has been writing letters every month, mentioning it once every other month. Unexpectedly A letter is valid for one month.
He responded with a smile: "I know, I have been working hard these days. ”
“That’s right! "
Wang Jingjing rolled her eyes and asked again: "Brother, do you know who the person Auntie mentioned married? "
"Who? "
Wang Wenqiu coughed and said, "It's all over. Your brother has just come back, so don't talk about it. "
Wang Sheng drank the water, motioned to Wang Jingjing to continue, and turned back to Wang Wenqiu's words.
"I have never heard of this in my school, but I live in the village. I must have heard about it soon. Dad, just let Jingjing say it. I will know it sooner or later. It is better to learn it from the mouths of my own family members. ”