Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

The girls in their three dormitories were not the only ones who wanted to see the national flag being raised.

When we arrived at Tiananmen, there were obviously many more people than yesterday.

They even met Miao Hongqi and her roommates.

After the flag-raising ceremony, the people in the square lingered for a long time. College students from all over the world talked loudly and expressed themselves freely.

Lin Nianhe said to the girls in 208: "I have to go home and go shopping. Where are you going to go shopping?"

Zhou Li said: "You go about your business, let's take a walk and then go back to school."

"Okay, don't get on the wrong bus when you go back."

"rest assured."

Lin Nianhe told them several routes before returning to the compound with Wang Shumei and Wen Lan.

In addition to bicycle tickets, Comrade Lao Lin also specially gave them some industrial coupons and cloth coupons, which were placed in an envelope on the coffee table.

Lin Nianhe took the tickets and took them straight to the supply and marketing cooperative in the compound.

The supply and marketing cooperative here has more goods than anywhere else. In addition to bicycles, they also bought cream and soap, as well as two pairs of clothes.

On the way back, we passed by Tiananmen Square, where there were more people than before.

There is a bicycle shed downstairs in the dormitory. After parking the car, the three of them were happily studying what to eat for lunch. The smiles suddenly froze at the corners of their mouths.

Downstairs in the girls' dormitory, Sun Guanghui stood under the tree, staring at Wang Shumei intently.

"Shu Mei..."

He took a step forward and called her cautiously: "Can we talk?"

Wang Shumei pursed her lower lip lightly and nodded: "Let's change places."

Beside Weiming Lake, Wang Shumei and Sun Guanghui stood side by side.

Sun Guanghui was silent for a long time, and then he said: "Ignore my mother's matter, she never talks."

"Ha." Wang Shumei didn't expect that Sun Guanghui would say this after half a month of planning. She asked impatiently, "Do you mean to ask me to forgive her?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that..." Sun Guanghui's face flushed with anxiety, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

"Then what do you mean?" Wang Shumei turned her head and looked at him.

"I, I..." Sun Guanghui frowned and said seriously, "Shumei, I don't care what your parents are like, I, I... I like you..."

"Can you convince your parents that they don't care?" Wang Shumei asked again.

"This... this is our business, what does it have to do with them..."

Lin Nianhe, who was squatting behind a big tree ten meters away, was speechless.

Wen Lan's chin rested on her Tianling Gai, and she was sweating anxiously: "Hezi, what did he say?"

"He said that the relationship between him and Sister Shumei was their business and had nothing to do with his parents." Lin Nianhe relayed the truth.

The next second, she heard a duet:

"Why doesn't it matter?"

"Why doesn't it matter?"

The last smile on Wang Shumei's lips fell.

"Sun Guanghui, stop being so naive. Marriage is never just about two people." She said, with tears hidden in her eyes, "You can't abandon your parents for me, and I don't want to wrong myself."

If she was really a little girl who was not experienced in the world, she would really think that this was right, and she would be so moved that she would make a private life-long decision at the same time.

But she is Wang Shumei.

She had been fighting with her stepmother since she was a child, and had relationships with neighbors. She had seen through the ways of the world ten years ago.

It's ok?
When he likes you, nothing matters;
When he doesn't like you or doesn't like you that much, you are the culprit causing his alienation from his biological mother.

"No, you..."

Sun Guanghui frowned, probably still not understanding why Wang Shumei had to involve his parents when it was clearly a matter between them.

Wang Shumei looked at him, and her memory was pulled back to that year in front of the brigade department.

At that time, Sun Guanghui picked off a wall-creeper leaf and asked her to wipe her tears, and solemnly emphasized that he was not stupid.

Isn't he stupid?He's really stupid.

He foolishly gave up the opportunity to take the village primary school teacher examination, foolishly thinking that love can ignore prejudice.

He would never know that his mother's words touched the most painful part in Wang Shumei's heart——

Chen Daya had also spoken to her in that manner countless times.

However, Chen Daya thought that giving the three siblings a meal was a gift, while Sun's mother thought that Sun Guanghui being with her was a charity.

She doesn’t want anyone’s gift or charity.

Sun Guanghui probably wouldn't understand her sensitive self-esteem.

"Is that melon girl crying?" Wen Lan nodded Lin Nianhe's head with his chin, "Can I go beat that bastard?"

"No, don't move." Lin Nianhe stood up and grabbed Wen Lan's hand, "Sister Shumei can handle it."

Others may not be able to, but she is Wang Shumei. She is Wang Shumei who can solve the problem with all her strength when negotiating with foreign businessmen for the first time.

She believed her.

Wang Shumei took a deep breath, the tears in her eyes disappeared, and her back straightened.

"Sun Guanghui, thank you for taking care of me over the past two years," she said, "However, I think it is not appropriate for us to continue talking about a partner. Let's just be ordinary friends from now on."

"Shumei!"

Sun Guanghui's voice rose in pitch.

"This is really just an accident. I'll never let you go to my house again, okay?"

Wang Shumei smiled softly: "Indeed, I will never go to your house again."

Her emphasis fell on the word "your home".

Sun Guanghui seemed to realize at this moment that he and his family would never be separated.

Wang Shumei took two steps back and waved her hand gently towards him.

"Goodbye, Comrade Sun Guanghui."

She turned around and left first, and the early spring wind rushed into her arms.

……

"Sister Shumei, how about we find a place to have a drink?"

"Mei Zi, if you just say a word, I will lift his Tianling Cap right now."

"Don't be angry, Sister Shumei. How about I think of a way to let our match factory swallow up their soda factory and demote his father from deputy factory director to workshop director?"

"If you think his crime is not worthy of death, I can find a sack and kick him!"

Wang Shumei's head was buzzing.

She covered their mouths with one hand: "I beg you two, shut up."

Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan both blinked their innocent eyes and looked at her in confusion.

Wang Shumei sighed softly and said, "It's all over. I don't owe him anything. He...it's all over, forget it."

It is true that Sun Guanghui failed in the village primary school examination, but Wang Shumei bought him a watch when she came back from Suicheng - more than the allowance of two years as a village primary school teacher.

Wen Lan pulled her hand down, still worried in his eyes: "Aren't you sad?"

Wang Shumei said softly: "A little bit, but it's nothing. I can get through."

Lin Nianhe asked: "Would you be unwilling to study because of this?"

Wang Shumei frowned and looked at her like she was a fool: "Of course not, my future is my own."

Lin Nianhe covered his heart: "But I have always remembered you, and I have no intention of studying anymore..."

Wang Shumei: "...?"

"Sister Shumei, can you write a "Reflections on Admission" for me? It will be handed in tomorrow."

"Lin Nianhe, are you still a human being?"

"Hmm...why doesn't it count..." (End of Chapter)