"Zhong Lan, go buy dinner dishes."
"Hey, the food at home is almost finished, come out to buy some."
"The seafood today is good. I bought two kilograms of prawns, you can go and have a look."
"good."
Carrying the vegetable basket, Zhong Lan, who was in a dull mood, had to deal with the neighbors in the alley with a smile on her face.
In fact, there are a lot of dishes at home, and it may not be enough to finish it until tomorrow. The reason why she came out was of course because the drunkard was no longer drinking.
Although she hasn't decided how to face the problem of Zijin and Li Heng, she has listened to her sister-in-law's advice. Why not take a look at the quality of "To Live"?
Even though she was still very repulsive of Li Heng in her heart, she was unwilling to betroth Zi Jin to that little thing.
But in the countless struggles with her daughter over the past six months, she also realized a truth: some things are not suppressed by force, and the more you press, the more you rebound, the more you rebound, you have to pay attention to strategies and methods. If there is a possibility of losing control, knowing more about Li Heng, it can be considered as a preparation for both hands.
According to the neighbor's suggestion, Zhong Lan first went to the vegetable market to buy some fresh shrimps, bought some 60s to prepare soup, and also bought one or two other dishes.
On the way back, she deliberately detoured the newspaper booth near the entrance of the alley and walked over and asked, "Boss, come with the latest "Harvest" magazine."
The boss was busy getting books for others and dealing with her casually: "The magazine "Harvest" has been sold out, so look at other books."
Zhong Lan was a little surprised: "It's sold out, so fast?"
The boss said, "It's still fast? No, you're also coming for the name of "Living". Today, many people are rushing to buy it, and I sold it out of stock at noon. In the afternoon, many people are asking like you, but I can't buy it, so there is nothing I can do."
Zhong Lan was very surprised. Unexpectedly, "Living" was the same as the old man expected. Because of the huge gimmicks of "royalty" and "Mr. Ba", it became a marketing book once it was launched and was directly snatched out of stock.
She asked, "Can you have it tomorrow morning?"
The boss shook his head: "It's hard to say. I have to clear my relationships tonight and get the goods. Come here early tomorrow morning to see the situation."
Zhong Lan sighed when she heard this, and then found two other newspaper booths. The results were the same. They were sold out and sold out.
However, she didn't have time to start. She saw that there was a book review about "Living" on the front page of Yanjing Evening News, so she bought it back.
She thought so. According to convention, her commentator qualifications must be quite good. Although she has not seen the content of the book yet, she can also roughly analyze the quality of the book from the comments of these famous artists.
When he got home, Zhong Lan saw that the staff was installing a new phone, which was still white, and the style was exactly the same. If it weren't for the previous plane that he had smashed himself, he would have thought it was that one.
Looking at the white landline in front of him, Chen Zijin was more confused. Is his mother compromised with her?
This thing that comes from the sun hitting the west should not have happened.
Is it related to the novel "Living"?
Just now, my sister-in-law asked her mother to go to the bedroom to talk. Did she deliberately avoid herself?
Could it be that the writer "December" is really Li Heng?
Combined with Song Yu's tips, she had to return the doubts to Li Heng again.
If it was him.
Chen Zijin's expression suddenly became richer.
She was very happy to see that when her mother and three aunts met Li Heng in the future, she would not go to smooth things over.
Why should she help those who bully him if her man earns his face and everything he wins with his talent?
At this moment, infinite expectation emerged in her heart.
Looking up at the alarm clock on the wall, it was still early, and Song Yu probably hadn't gone to school yet. Chen Zijin suddenly had a way to test "December"?
That is to call Song Yu again.
And he has to fight in front of his mother and sister-in-law!
Chen Zijin, who is very motivated, has become accustomed to being scolded by his mother. If he makes a mistake in his guess, he will be thrown into the phone again.
Thinking of this, she asked the staff, "How long will it take to install the phone?"
"It's going to be done right now," the staff replied.
It was done soon, and as expected, it was done soon. Within three minutes, the staff said goodbye and left.
Looking at the little sister-in-law sitting on her right hand, and then at her mother who had just come out of the kitchen, Chen Zijin forced herself to suppress her nervousness, reached out to hold the landline, lifted the receiver with her left hand, and quickly pressed it in the numeric key area with her right finger.
Two hours ago, my sister and mother almost started to make a call about the phone. Now I dare to call? Chen Zitong was startled and asked hurriedly: "Sister, who are you calling?"
Chen Zijin said calmly: "Song Yu."
As soon as the word "Song Yu" came out, the atmosphere in the living room became extremely strange in an instant.
Chen Xiaomi, who was drinking tea, stopped drinking tea. After invisibly looking at her sister-in-law, she stood up and said:
"I'll go to the entrance of the alley outside to buy something. Will Zitong accompany me?"
Chen Zitong shook her head twitchingly, "I won't go, my mother and sister will definitely fight again later, I have to fight."
Zhong Lan was so angry when she heard this. After glaring at her little daughter, she automatically left the main hall and went to the outside yard.
Seeing that my mother and sister-in-law were scared away by a phone call, Chen Zitong asked Mr. Chen in a vague way: "Grandpa, please help me solve my doubts. Look back and make tea for you for a week."
Mr. Chen smiled and said "Ha" and looked at his smart granddaughter, and also picked up the book and left.
"Grandpa, where are you going?"
"The rain has stopped outside, go and have a fresh air."
"Oh, wait for me." Chen Zitong was killed by her sister's eyes.
Is it really him?
The appearance of mother and sister-in-law is undoubtedly demonstrating that her idea is correct.
"Dongdong.Dong."
"Hey, hello."
After three sounds, a middle-aged female voice came out there.
"Good afternoon, auntie, I am Chen Zijin, is Song Yu here?"
She is now eager to get the truth, so she has no intention of greeting Jiang Yue and goes straight to the point.
"Yubao, phone call, Zijin called." Jiang Yue put down the receiver and greeted him like this.
Song Yu, who was having supper with her family, was a little surprised. The first thing she thought to herself was: Something happened to Chen Zijin?
He didn't even bother wiping his hands, so Song Yu quickly picked up the receiver and asked with concern: "Zi Jin, are you okay?"
"It's something, but now it's better." Chen Zijin's tone is much better now than in two hours.
Song Yu was shocked when she heard this and asked, "Did you have something to do with me?"
The result is about to come out. I wonder if it is disappointment or expectation? Chen Zijin took a deep breath and asked directly:
"Song Yu, is December him?"
Unexpectedly, this was the case, and Unexpectedly, Zijin reacted so quickly. Song Yu pondered for two seconds and then said, "Yes."
A "yes".
A stream of joy pouring into the sky fell from the sky. At this moment, Chen Zijin's eyes, face, and even every cell, and every hair were smiling.
Afraid of hearing it wrong, she hurriedly confirmed again: "It's him?"
Through the phone line, Song Yu could feel her happiness and excitement, "Well, it's not wrong, he told me personally."
The surprise was too great! Chen Zijin automatically ignored the meaning contained in the sentence "He told me personally".
He said happily: "Thank you, Song Yu."
Song Yu smiled and replied: "No, I hope this news can help you restore the situation."
Hearing this, Chen Zijin calmed down a little, thought for a while and said, "Tell him the landline number of my house. If possible, let him call me around 7 o'clock tonight."
Song Yu looked at the wall clock and said yes.
The phone call was not long. Because Chen Zijin was too excited, she chose to tell a long story, with the purpose of not wanting Song Yu to make jokes.
Of course, she was also subconsciously avoiding her weaknesses. After all, Song Yu is so beautiful, she couldn't say that one day she would become her rival in love.
In the past, she felt relieved about Song Yu.
Even though she knew that Li Heng couldn't help but fall in love with the other person, with Song Yu's personality, there would be no danger in a short period of time.
Now, this reassurance is reduced by half immediately.
Because Li Heng has become different, his status will change every day in the future. The identity of a writer will bring him a halo of infinite glory, which will be even more attractive to the opposite sex. It is not sure that Song Yu will be captured by him one day.
The call time was very short, and Song Shi and Jiang Yue only heard their daughter say a few words about "he", "he" and "he" and then they died.
The couple never asked about their daughter’s personal relationship with classmates and friends. This is respect and trustworthy.
After spending seven or eight minutes to finish the meal, Song Yu put down the bowl and said, "Dad, mom, I'll go back to school first."
"Okay, be careful on the road." Jiang Yue personally delivered it outside the door.
"Um."
Shaoshi Normal University is very close to No. 1 Middle School, and it is just a few steps away. During the day, the couple is still quite at ease.
But it doesn't work at night, even in the evening. The daughter's appearance is too eye-catching, and the couple is used to picking up and down.
As soon as he entered the No. 1 Middle School Gate, Song Yu found Li Heng. At this time, the latter was playing basketball with Zhang Zhiyong, Liu Li, Zou Aiming and others.
"Lao Heng, look back."
Li Heng, who was about to shoot, suddenly received a prompt from Zou Aiming.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Don't ask, just look back." Zou Aiming came over and snatched the basketball and gave him a look.
Li Heng turned around and his eyes were straight facing Song Yu who was walking over.
She has a beautiful appearance, a temperament like orchid, her eyes are clear and quiet, and she has a quiet light. It's so good!
Li Heng, who had just been thriving in his exercise, saw the person he was obsessed with, and he was like drinking mint tea, his whole body was surrounded by a cool feeling, and his heart felt relieved for no reason.
"Song Yu, are you looking for me?"
"Um."
"What's up?"
Song Yu didn't say anything for a moment, and waited until a group of people behind her came over and said:
"I just talked to Zijin for a while, and she asked you to make this call at 7 o'clock."
As she said that, she handed him the note she had written in advance at home, which was the Chen family's landline number.
Li Heng happily opened the note, looked at it three times, and looked up and asked, "Is she okay?"
"Well, she must be in trouble, but now it seems that she is fine again. It's hard to say, I can't explain it clearly, why don't you ask her personally later?" Song Yu thought about it and said so.
"Okay, thank you." Li Heng expressed his gratitude.
Song Yu smiled beautifully, then walked over him and left.
She didn't ask him where to go to make a phone call. Even if the class was already in progress and the school gate was closed, there was an English teacher.
Holding this note, Li Heng seemed to have held the feeling he had not seen for a long time.
He was so obsessed with the basketball that he stopped playing. No matter how the livestock behind him shouted, he couldn't keep it. He rushed back to the dormitory in one breath, took a shower, brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, washed his clothes, and after he dressed up, he began to wait for the sacred moment.
As soon as the minute hand pointed to 6:50, Li Heng stepped on the point and appeared at the door of the English teacher's house.
"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"
A knock on the door sounded.
"Who?" asked coldly inside.
"Teacher, it's me."
With a creaking sound, the wooden door was half open, and the English teacher wearing a red nightgown appeared in the crack of the door and asked in surprise: "It has been 20 minutes of class, don't you go to class?"
Li Heng said: "Teacher, I have something to do to call."
“Magazine Press?”
"No, I'll beat Chen Zijin."
"Beijing?"
"right."
"This is a long-distance call, it's very expensive. Did you bring the money?" The English teacher glanced at him and asked for money.
Li Heng's eyelids twitched, "I'll finish the phone first and then give it to me."
Upon hearing this, the English teacher asked with a smile: "Do you allow me to listen next to you?"
Li Heng refused: "No."
The English teacher's face changed and said coldly: "I'm not next to you to count the time. How do you know how long you have been calling? Give the deposit first."
Li Heng was upset and said, "I, me, teacher, you have changed!"
"Haha! Who doesn't change? You have also changed, you have become richer and more loving." The English teacher was full of ridicule and ruthless mockery.
Li Heng was angry, "Okay, how much is it? You can report it."
"How many have you brought?"
“28, no, 15.”
"Give me all the 28, I'll visit your class teacher's office. After you call, come back and look up. Remember to look up. I'll make the time. I'll get more refunds and make up for it at that time." The English teacher didn't say anything about his feelings and plundered all the money he had.
"Wait, I'll change my clothes." After saying that, the door slammed.
Two minutes later, Wang Runwen shook his long hair, smiled and opened the door and left, leaving behind a charming back.
The problem is, maybe it's sick, Li Heng muttered, pushed open the door and walked in.
Beijing, Chen family.
"Good evening, everyone, today is February 22, 1987, Sunday of the 29th Sunday of the first lunar month. Welcome to the news broadcast."
As a political family, the Chen family has an unshakable habit, that is, watch the news broadcast. Whether it is useful or not, this habit was developed at the lowest point. Even if it is developed now, it has been preserved.
"Dingling dingling dingling dingling dingling dingling."
"Dingling dingling dingling dingling dingling dingling."
At this moment, the landline phone on the coffee table rang out of time, loud and loud, breaking the silence and disturbing everyone's concentration.
There are some people who are all from the Chen family, such as Chen Gaoyuan, Zhong Lan, Mr. Chen, Xiaomi, Chen Zitong, and the second aunt and second uncle who came to visit, subconsciously looked at the white landline.
After two seconds of slowing down, Chen Xiaomi, who was closest to the phone, reached out and picked up the white receiver:
"Hey, hello, who?"
"I!"
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