Little Fuwa in the era: Three uncles rushed to pet me

The clothing store has been arranged, and it's time to go to school.

Lu Yongguo had already gone out to collect goods, and it was Wang Qiaoping and An An who took Crepe Yaqian to town for a ride.

Before getting in the car, the grandparents and grandson went to eat spicy rice noodles.

Crepe Yaqian looked at her daughter who lowered her head and sucked rice noodles, feeling a little sour in her heart.

An Anchang was so old, and it was the first time he had been away from her for such a long time.

"An'an..." Chi Yaqian called her: "Mom is gone, do you blame her?"

An An raised her head from the bowl that was bigger than her head, she looked at her mother and shook her head: "No, grandma said, mother is going to study and learn, An An will also learn from her mother in the future.

And my mother will come back to see An An every week, and An An is waiting for her mother at home. "

An An is always so sensible...

Just like her father, when she leaves every year, she will never run after her father's car, but will watch her father's way home at the entrance of the village.

Such sagacity is painful.

"Okay, Yaqian." Wang Qiaoping urged.

"It's time, you should get in the car."

While talking, Wang Qiaoping picked up her luggage and sent Yaqian to the station: "Be careful on the way, don't worry when An An is at home, An An is good, with me and your dad watching, nothing will happen."

"Mom, do you think I'm too selfish?" Crepe Yaqian asked Wang Qiaoping.

"Silly boy, what's the matter?
Studying and going to university is a matter of honoring your ancestors, and even An An will be proud of you. "

"Well, that's right, my mother is my pride." An An nodded aside.

During this time, Erhu and the others talked about her mother in an envious tone.

Crepe Yaqian finally had a smile on her face when she heard An An's words.

She got on the bus, and there was a smell of diesel on the bus. The driver pressed the accelerator, and the car roared, and walked slowly forward.

The surrounding scenery slowly recedes...

An An stood under the car, waving at Chi Yaqian.

"Goodbye, Mom..."

Crepe Yaqian turned her head and looked at An An until she turned into a small black spot and never disappeared again.

Feeling sore in her heart, she finally couldn't hold back her tears.

She finally understood how Lu Yongguo felt every time he left home.

Just when Crepe Yaqian buried her head in tears, someone next to her handed over a handkerchief, which was fragrant.

Crepe Yaqian looked up and saw a girl with braids and clean eyes.

"Thank you." Crepe Yaqian took the handkerchief.

"Is something wrong at home?" asked the girl.

"No, I just... can't bear to bear the child." Chi Yaqian was afraid that the other party might misunderstand something, so she quickly explained: "I'm a student at a university in province A. I'm a little worried about leaving my child at home alone."

"You are also from the university of province A?" The other party was obviously pleasantly surprised when he heard her words.

"me too."

"Hello, my name is Xu Lan, and I'm from the Department of Chinese Language and Literature of the Provincial University."

Crepe Yaqian: "I'm also from the Department of Literature."

Isn't it a coincidence?

Meeting classmates and having a common topic, Chi Yaqian's discomfort was also diluted a lot.

What's more, when they arrived at the school, they actually lived in a dormitory.

But this is also unusual, the school allocates dormitories according to the region, and both Yaqian and Xu Lan are from the same town, so they naturally belong to the same dormitory.

The two chatted speculatively in the car, and made an appointment to make bunk beds.

At this time, the other two roommates also came back.

The college entrance examination has been resumed for several years. The old third class and the educated youth who came after have almost passed the exam. There are also a lot fewer married people and older youths who are studying in college. In the whole dormitory, only Yaqian is married. of.

It's just that the other Feng Yaping is a little older, in her twenties, a few years older than Yaqian.

Personality is also withdrawn.

In the afternoon, Yaqian and Xu Lan were chatting softly. She lay on the bed and scolded: "Didn't you see that they are resting? This is the university, not your country. If you want to chat, go back to the muddy land in the village to chat." .”

Crepe Yaqian and Xu Lan: ...

They shut their mouths bored.

Feng Yaping turned over but was still cursing.

"Rural people just have no quality. Really, anyone can go to college."

Crepe Yaqian:! ! !

Forget it, it looks like it's a dormitory, she endured it...

**
An An and grandma didn't speak on the way back.

Everyone in the family found out that An An had been depressed for several days.

Sometimes when An An was playing with her fellow villagers, the elders around her would ask her, "An An, where did your mother go?"

An An said: "Mom has gone to school."

The man smiled: "Why did you go to school? Your mother lied to you. She doesn't want you anymore."

"You nonsense!" An An glared at the man.

"My mother won't want me anymore."

Mom said that no matter when she would never want her.

"Hey, why am I lying to you? Take a look, there are so many young daughters-in-law in the village, who has gone out? It's just your mother, who is married and has a baby. What books are you still studying? You are looking for an excuse to run away .”

"Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense!" An An shouted at the top of his voice.

"My mother is the best. My mother is beautiful and knowledgeable. You want to run away every day. You are ugly and have a bad mouth. Even if you run away, no one will want you."

"Hey, I said you kid..."

The man wanted to say something, An An turned around and ran home.

Although she didn't believe that her mother didn't want her, she felt sad when she heard this.

Being abandoned was her greatest fear.

"Woooo..."

She buried her head in the pillow and cried.

Just when Wang Qiaoping came back, she heard An An's voice downstairs.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Qiaoping was terrified, and hurried upstairs to see An An who was out of breath from crying.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

An Anchang was so old, it was the first time I saw her cry so sadly.

"grandmother……"

Seeing grandma coming, An An threw herself into her arms.

"Mom... Mom... you won't want me, will you?" She asked with a twitch.

This hurts Wang Qiaoping so much...

"Of course not! An'an is my mother's heart, why would my mother not want An'an?"

"But they said, they said... woo woo..."

Wang Qiaoping gritted her teeth.

She knows it!

Wang Qiaoping was patient and patted An An's shoulder lightly: "No, no..."

"Today is Friday, and mom will be back today. Go to sleep in An An, and when you wake up, you will see mom. Then grandma will cook something delicious for you."

"Eat...what to eat...what?" An An asked while crying.

"Is the stew good?"

"Okay...slightly~~" She cried until she hiccupped: "Then grandma...slight...more...put more...slight... vermicelli..."

"it is good……"

After finally coaxing her granddaughter, An An fell asleep after crying tired.

Wang Qiaoping gently put her on the bed.

Then he turned around and went downstairs, angrily killed.

"Who the hell is talking nonsense in front of my granddaughter?"