bookrebus Chapter 22 Educated Youth of the 7s 22
Chapter 22 Educated Youth of the 7s 22
"Then can you lend me some money first? I will pay you back."
Qin Ya revealed the real purpose.
Yuan Xi laughed angrily, "Good guy, take Brother Xun's window opening theory and apply it to him."
"No."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Xi closed the door directly.
Not only did Qin Ya not react to this, but even Xu Wenjie didn't react. She was pulled to the kitchen, and then she slapped her thigh and gave Yuan Xi a thumbs up and said, "I'll go, Yuan Xi, you are the one. I think that woman will definitely be angry to death."
Qin Ya was so angry that she slammed the door several times, but no one opened the door for her. She could only be furious and left unwillingly until her hands turned red.
Xu Wenjie kept talking in the kitchen, but Yuan Xi ignored him and picked up the dumpling wrappers to learn how to make dumplings from He Liang. Promise Aunt Guihua to make dumplings and keep your word.
"Dong dong dong."
There was another knock on the door, but the three people in the kitchen were indifferent.
"Dong dong dong."
"I'm quite perseverant and haven't left yet." Xu Wenjie was impatient to make dumplings and couldn't sit still. After a while, he stood up and took a walk.
"Dong dong dong."
Every sound is louder than the last.
The three of them ignored it and knocked as much as they wanted. Anyway, the wooden door was thick and could not be broken.
"Xu Wenjie, are you deaf? Open the door for me quickly." A roar sounded like thunder.
"It seems to be Wen Hui's voice." Xu Wenjie stood up with a splash, rushed out and opened the door, and then there was a scene of brother, friend and sister Gong.
Yuan Xi and He Liang looked at each other in the kitchen, pretending not to hear Xu Wenjie's cry for help.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
It was such a coincidence that as soon as Qin Ya left, Xu Wenhui came back.
In the evening, Yuan Xi sat at his desk, turned on the small lamp, and wrote hard. There are also several opened letters beside it, sent from the capital, from parents, eldest and second brothers, Uncle Wang, Qin Jiabao, etc.
He has been very busy in the past few days, busy replying to letters, and Yuan Xi is also very melancholy. If everyone sends him a separate letter, then he has to reply a separate letter. People come all the way to write letters to care about him. He can't just write two lines to send people away. He has to fill a page even if he writes as much or as little as he wants. , it can’t be exactly the same, every letter should bring something new.
Scratching his head, Yuan Xi always felt that his hair had been falling out a bit recently, and he was about to become bald.
Not long after he went to the countryside, he sent a letter reporting that he was safe. A few days later, the postman sent him a large package and a letter. When he opened it, it turned out that the gift he left at home was the cause of the trouble. Apart from concern, every line of the words revealed that he was going to be beaten. Yuan Xi couldn't help but be glad that he was not in the capital, otherwise he would have been lying on the bed recovering from his injuries.
The package contained a sweater knitted by Chen's mother, several winter coats, and more than 200 yuan in notes, most of which came from the treasury of the eldest and second brothers. The arrival of this letter is like turning on a switch. Every one or two days, the postman will come over. Within a month, the postman will become familiar with the place.
Sighing, Yuan Xi buried his head and continued writing quickly. After enduring it for a while and writing the last letter, he was temporarily liberated.
.........
The weather is getting colder day by day.
Yuan Xi also put on the sweater knitted by Chen's mother.
These days, the four of them often follow Zhou Mao up the mountain to have fun.
Zhou Mao has lived in the village since he was a child and has plenty of experience in wintering. I am also very familiar with the surrounding area of the back mountain of Daxing Village. Where are there many wild vegetables, where do wild fruits grow, and where is suitable for collecting firewood... These are valuable experiences passed down by the villagers.
In the dense woods, Yuan Xi followed Zhou Mao with a basket on his back and a woodcutter in his hand.
Zhou Mao checked the small traps he had set before, but they were all empty. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. His wife was pregnant recently, and he wanted to catch some small animals to add to his family's diet to replenish his wife's health.
"It's hard to catch the small animals in the periphery. They have all learned how to catch them."
"Brother Zhou is fine. I still have some meat tickets on hand. You can exchange them with me if you want."
There were a lot of fungus, mushrooms, hazelnuts, pine nuts and other wild products on the mountain. Yuanxi picked up a lot of them, but he didn't want to send them home.
Zhou Mao was a little moved. He knew that Yuan Xi's family was in good condition. He could tell just by looking at the postman who often delivered packages to him.
He hesitated: "That's not good. Those mountain goods are worthless. If I exchange tickets with you, my father and grandfather will have to break my legs."
"It's okay. I can't use those tickets, and they will expire if I don't use them. It's a pity. I want to send something back to my family. It's a lot. If you give it to me for free, I can't accept it. The captain and the village I told them over there that they were not unreasonable."
"Liangzi, Wenhui, and I also want to send things home. The three of us also have a lot of tickets. If Brother Mao wants to exchange tickets or money, he can exchange them with us."
Yuan Xi looked at Xu Wenjie faintly, "First come, first served."
Xu Wenjie put his arm around Yuan Xi's shoulders and said, "Don't worry, Yuan Xi, I won't snatch it from you. I'll ask Brother Mao to help collect the goods from the villagers."
"This is a good idea. I have a lot of people to send to." Yuan Xi counted them roughly and found that the amount needed was quite large. It was not enough even if the village chief's inventory was emptied.
Seeing that they really wanted it, Zhou Mao agreed.
"These are all small things, take care of them all on me."
After reaching their intention, the five people walked around the mountain again, but found nothing. Zhou Mao picked up a basket full of firewood and invited several people to go back down the mountain.
This wasn't Yuan Xi's first time going up the mountain. He had already gotten over the novelty, and when he heard that he was going back down the mountain, his steps became much lighter.
Seeing Qin Ya waiting at the door, Yuan Xi cursed in his heart that it was bad luck and he should stay on the mountain for a little longer.
Before Qin Ya could speak, he took the lead this time and said, "You still dare to come? That's fine, I just wanted to settle a score with you."
"Qin Ya, do you and I have any issues?"
Qin Ya was confused by the question. She shook her head subconsciously and replied, "No, we don't have any holidays."
"Hmph, then why did you write an anonymous letter to report me? If it weren't for you, I would still be in the city now."
As soon as these words came out, Qin Ya's pupils were shocked. Was she exposed? impossible.
She couldn't believe it and retorted: "Yuan Xi, did someone tell you some nonsense? Why should I report you? It won't do me any good."
Yuan Xi said disdainfully: "If you want others to know nothing, you have to do nothing yourself. My brother mobilized his contacts to check it out himself, and it can still be fake."
Qin Ya had nothing to say at this moment. She knew that the two of them were at odds with each other and it was impossible for them to take advantage of Chen Yuanxi. He lowered his face on the spot, then retorted a few words, refusing to admit it.
Yuan Xi didn't care, but when she turned around and left, he gave her a mental hint to let her avoid him automatically. Don't bother him, it's annoying.
After opening the door and entering the courtyard, the others were aggrieved and launched a crusade against Qin Ya.
"What a villain."
"I shamelessly come to your door to ask for help, bah."
"That's right, my face is thicker than the city wall."
"..."
It can only be said that for various reasons, everyone has a bad attitude towards this kind of person.
Yuan Xi smiled when he saw them sharing the same hatred. After they finished venting their emotions, he spoke a few words of persuasion, and in the end he got a label of being kind and soft-hearted.
Won Hee: ...Yes, I am so kind and soft-hearted.