The weather with sleet and sleet is cloudy and cold. After all, the Spring Festival is approaching. Most of the phoenix tree leaves at the entrance of the alley have withered long ago, and the dark and strong tree trunks trembled in the north wind.
Dong Fang was walking on the sidewalk, seeing the red lanterns burning at the entrance of the shop. At the stalls of New Year's goods, the pungent smell of coal stoves hits.
Rice candies, peanuts and melon seeds are fried in an iron pan. Pedestrians are coming and going to buy new year's goods. The atmosphere of preparing for the new year is quite strong.
However, when Dong Fang passed by here, there was a trace of melancholy on her peaceful face¡ªall the chickens and ducks brought back by Jun Tao ran away. At this moment, how could she have money to buy other meat to go home for the New Year?
On weekdays, life is a bit bitter, but it's nothing. To say that during the Chinese New Year holidays, the family still can't expect a bite of meat, which makes her feel a little bit uncomfortable.
When passing the stone bridge, there was a bamboo craftsman from the countryside who put a bunch of bamboo products in baskets and yelled and sold them there.
Dong Fang lowered her head and glanced at the bamboo dustpan, thinking that the one at home had been broken for some time, she subconsciously put her hand into her pocket to pay for it.
Swiping her fingers back and forth twice, she was naturally shy, but it made Dong Fang's face blushed inexplicably.
She shook her head helplessly, hurried across the bridge, but suddenly saw a familiar figure leaning on the stone railing.
After waiting for his eyes to settle, he realized that the person in front of him turned out to be Zhang Shuqing, a top student in the Department of Mathematics. But I saw him leaning against the stone railing, holding a pair of picture clips in his hand, concentrating on drawing a woman washing clothes by the stream.
Dong Fang couldn't help but murmured: "I didn't expect you to be able to draw."
Shu Qing raised his head, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his mouth and said, "Did the school rules say that students in our mathematics department are not allowed to draw?"
"I have never seen such a rule in the school rules." Dong Fang leaned slightly on the stone railing next to him, looked up at the sky and sighed.
Shu Qing stared at this white profile for a moment, then lowered the corners of his eyes, "Seeing how preoccupied you are, what's wrong? Are you in trouble?"
Dong Fang pursed her lips and said softly: "You are really a smart person, you can see that."
Hearing this, Shuqing chuckled, "How clever is this? Isn't it written on your face what's on your mind? Everyone is happy to go home for the New Year this winter vacation. You It's strange, is there anything else worth worrying about?"
Dong Fang lowered her head and said slowly: "I'm worried. My younger brother brought chickens and ducks back from work in a neighboring county to celebrate the New Year. How did I know that the chickens and ducks ran away by themselves. It seems that the Chinese New Year is coming. The family doesn't have the money to buy meat for cooking, so I really feel a little uncomfortable."
Shu Qing raised his hand, took out a bag of Huamei from his bag, and handed it over with a smile, "Eat a Huamei to ease your mood."
Dong Fang hesitated, but still picked one and stuffed it into her mouth. A sweet and sour taste, with a bit of saltiness.
"I see you, you really lost your book bag. How can you still be troubled by this little thing?" When Shuqing was speaking, he turned his body slightly to the side, revealing his white teeth.
Dong Fang was surprised: "Why, what's your idea?"
Shuqing said with a smile: "I remember Liang Xiaoya once said that you are not simple, and you can repair things like radios. I think you can set up a stall at the bridge head, repair some small appliances for others, and earn money. Some money, so that I can buy a meaty Chinese New Year."
As the saying goes, one word wakes up the dreamer, Shu Qing's words aroused waves of ripples in Dong Fang's heart, which was originally preoccupied. With a flick of her feet, she took a few steps forward, grabbed Shuqing's arm and said happily, "Hey, thank you so much, why didn't I think of that?!"
Shu Qing took the pencil for sketching and lightly tapped on Dong Fang's fingertips: "Your hands are strong enough. But, Dong Fang, who said that last time? What are you talking about?" It¡¯s fixed in a certain frame, thinking a little mechanically¡¯ or something.¡±
Dong Fang suddenly realized that the actions just now seemed a bit inappropriate. She hurriedly retracted her hand behind her back, and replied vaguely: "I was the one who jumped to conclusions too quickly, I'm sorry, I"
"Okay, I'm joking with you. Looking at your serious look, I don't know. I really think that I, Zhang Shuqing, are so stingy and must report my flaws, just to ask you for an 'sorry'?" Shuqing He laughed out loud as he spoke.
"Hey, I have something else to do, so I'm going home first." Dong Fang was anxious and annoyed, her face turned red to the base of her neck, she hurriedly found an excuse and trotted away.
Shu Qing's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, and then looked back.?The figure who left in a hurry smiled and shook his head. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com