The next morning, after Wei Qingfan woke up, he glanced at the bright sky outside, then sat on the bed in a daze.

A lot of things happened yesterday, but probably because he just woke up, he still had an unreal feeling.

I am afraid that I will wake up again the next moment and everything will be empty.

After feeling melancholy for a while, Wei Qingfan put on his clothes and got out of bed. After washing, he stared at the still green face in the mirror, then wiped his face and went downstairs.

My parents are not at home, so they probably went out to weed the fields while it was cool in the morning.

Wei Qingfan checked the time, then led the dog out to the vegetable garden outside the courtyard wall, picked some beans, green peppers, and a cucumber, and came back to cook.

He bought some rice and put it in a pot to cook porridge. He didn't like dried sweet potatoes, so he didn't put it in. He used a grate to boil the steamed buns, then selected the cowpeas, cut them into sections and put them in the pot for frying.

Just as I put the green peppers in, there was a noise outside, and soon after, my parents appeared at the door of the kitchen, watching like giant pandas returning from Mars.

Wei Qingfan glanced at his parents, then stretched out the spatula, indicating that he wanted to hand over to his mother.

"What are you doing for me?"

Wang Shuhua turned away and said, "Keep doing it."

"I'm afraid it won't taste good."

After Wei Qingfan finished speaking, he found that his father also turned around and walked away. As he walked, he sighed: "It's amazing... I can still eat the food you cook in my lifetime..."

"I've done this before, okay?"

Wei Qingfan grunted, opened the lid of the pot, stir-fried twice more, then covered it again, washed the cucumbers, placed them on the chopping board and banged them twice until they cracked, cut them and put them on a plate.

"Dad, Mom, can any of you make the cucumbers? I can't make them delicious."

This is a very miraculous thing. They use the same seasonings, but Wei Qingfan can't make it taste like his parents.

Wei Peng came in quickly and mixed the sauce. Wei Qingfan scooped up the fried beans and took them out. The family of three soon sat around the table to eat.

My parents seemed to be in a good mood, but they didn't say anything. Only my mother said unexpectedly when she tasted the first chopstick: "The stir-fry is OK, the salt taste is just right."

After eating, Wang Shuhua cleaned up, Wei Qingfan fed the dog, and Wei Peng called Wei Zheng on his mobile phone and told him about the decision to open a store.

Today, Sunday, Wei was resting, but it was not convenient to show up directly, so he helped contact people on the phone. After Wei Peng and Wang Shuhua finished their meal, they went to Tianhai School to see the shops.

Wei Qingfan did not follow.

With the memory of later generations, he is more foreseeable in many things. His parents do have their limitations in some things, but this does not mean that he has to interfere in everything like a patriarch.

Just toggle it at the key selection intersection.

Moreover, opening a small shop in the school is not a very difficult task in itself. My parents are both tolerant and they do it step by step, so it is not much different.

When doing business in the school, the upper and lower limits are placed in front of you. As long as it is not too tricky, just sit back and wait for the money to come to your door.

He had already started reviewing last night. The two books borrowed from the library were a bit old, and the order of chapters and textbooks did not match. Fortunately, there was almost no difference in content and knowledge points, so there would be no impact on the review.

"Wei Qingfan!"

"Wei Qingfan?"

While he was reviewing, he vaguely heard someone shouting, so he left the study and went to the balcony, where he saw a fat man of medium build and round head standing in the yard.

Seeing Wei Qingfan come out, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are your parents at home?"

Wei Qingfan asked: "What's the matter?"

This guy is the only friend he has had a good relationship with since childhood. He can probably be called a "best friend". His name is Cao Ze.

Because the pronunciation of the word "ze" in the dialect is similar to that of "thief", and there was a guy named "Ma Chao" in the class in junior high school. He was nicknamed "Cao Thief" every time he came around.

"Come down." Cao Ze waved to Wei Qingfan.

"What are you doing?" Wei Qingfan remained motionless.

"Would you like to go to an Internet cafe?"

"No, I'm studying."

"real or fake?"

Cao Ze obviously didn't believe it, "If you don't go, I'll leave."

"get out."

Cao Ze obviously still didn't believe that he would study hard and looked at him suspiciously, "Are you out of money? I'll lend it to you."

Wei Qingfan thought for a moment, "How much can you lend me?"

Cao Ze thought for two seconds, "Five yuan? Or ten yuan?"

"Then keep the money."

"Come down."

"Just put the money down and let Huang Hua look at it. I'll go down and get it."

"Why should I lend it to you if you don't go?"

"I want you to use the Internet less often."

"I don't care."

Cao Ze was a little impatient, "Are you going or not?"

"I'm not going."

"Then you've been shouting here for a long time?"

Cao Ze was so angry that he wanted to go up and beat him up, but he felt that it was not worth wasting precious time that could be used to surf the Internet, so he turned around and left.

"Close the door."

Wei Qingfan reminded him, went downstairs to pour a glass of water, petted the dog, and then went back upstairs to review.

My parents didn't come back until almost noon. Not only did they go to the school to look at the shops, they also went around the wholesale market.

After arriving home, my mother washed her face and went to cook, while my father took a notebook on the living room table to record the purchase list. After eating, he took a rest and ran out again.

Because Wei Qingchan was moving in in the afternoon, Wang Shuhua did not go out and was at home thinking about the placement of items in the store.

Because the weather was hot, Wei Qingchan came over near five o'clock, and Wei Zheng and Li Heng also helped bring things.

Wei Qingfan went downstairs to help carry his bags and put his sister's things in the large southwest room. After saying a few words, a car honked downstairs.

Li Heng's eldest brother, Li Ang, owns a furniture store. Wei Qingchan was not polite to his uncle and moved two wardrobes and two chairs. Li Ang also gave a few stools as gifts and drove them over together.

It's considered waste oil.

Wei Peng hasn't come back yet, but fortunately there is no shortage of labor. Wei Qingfan also helps, moving the wardrobe to the room upstairs. After another conversation, Li Ang leaves first, followed by Wei Zheng and Li Heng.

Wei Qingchan greeted Wang Shuhua, then took Wei Qingfan to her grandma's house and rode the tricycle.

Under the slanting sun, Wei Qingfan pedaled his tricycle out of the village alley, then continued pedaling hard along the street in front of the school gate towards the school.

"Oh, can you ride faster?"

Wei Qingchan was sitting in the tricycle, still mumbling very irritatingly.

Wei Qingfan said angrily: "How about you do the pedaling and I sit?"

"I am your sister."

"So it's up to you to pedal."

"Hey, you think so."

This is the west gate of the school. The sun is setting in the west at this time. The four golden characters "Yuan County Middle School" on the tall school gate with red wall tiles are shining brightly in the sunlight.

Entering the school gate, there is a sculpture square commemorating the martyrs who walked out of the school. At the end of the square, the five-story administrative building stands majestically.

Wei Qingfan pedaled a tricycle and passed by the administrative building, passing the artificial lake. To the east was the living area, student dormitories, canteens, and bathhouses.

Wei Qingchan went into the girls' dormitory to look for someone, while Wei Qingfan found shade under a tree on the roadside, sat on a tricycle and looked at the somewhat unfamiliar campus.

He quickly noticed that in the corridor next to the artificial lake, there was a tall boy, almost the same as him, standing behind a pillar and looking secretly at this side, looking furtive.

Wei Qingfan looked over and saw that the other party noticed him and immediately hid behind the pillar. After a while, he quietly stuck his head out again.

Wei Qingfan had been waiting for him to show his face. The two of them looked at each other, looking at each other from a distance. The other person's expression seemed a little embarrassed, as if he hesitated for a moment, and then walked out from behind the pillar.

He came to Wei Qingfan, looked at the old and peeling tricycle, then took out a box of "Huangshan" cigarettes from his trouser pocket, poured out one, and handed it to Wei Qingfan, showing a rather familiar smile.

Said: "Smoke one?"

"Won't."

Wei Qingfan waved his hand.

The other party did not force himself and put the cigarette back into the box. He seemed to hesitate for a moment and poured the other one back without smoking.

He put the cigarette back into his trouser pocket and said to Wei Qingfan: "Introduce yourself, my name is Zhang Guoyao, I am your sister's classmate... Are you Wei Qingchan's younger brother?"

Wei Qingfan nodded and looked at the other person with interest, "Do you want to be my brother-in-law?"

"cough……"

The other party almost choked to death on his saliva. He coughed twice before regaining his breath. He looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, "Don't get me wrong. Your sister and I are just ordinary classmates. I have no intentions towards her."
To be continued...