My village can't be like this

Chapter 157

Last night, Wu Qiuping saw her daughter's face flushed after she finished making a phone call.

After questioning, I found out that Zhang An was going out to watch the Lantern Festival with his daughter tonight.

Every minute Zhang An sat down, Su Ying came out of the room.

Today's Su Ying obviously took a lot of effort to dress up, and she was already quite attractive.

After dressing up for a while, after letting Zhang An take a look, the whole person seemed to be in a daze, unable to move his eyes away.

Su Ying at this moment is no less gentle than the gentle and quiet appearance Zhang An saw at the school gate last time, and Zhang An was fascinated.

It's just that last time Zhang An didn't have the nerve to look openly, but this time he didn't move his eyes away.

"What are you looking at, idiot."

Su Ying noticed that the big boy in front of her was looking at her without blinking her eyes, and couldn't help but let out a coquettish moan.

"Ahem, ahem, look at Teacher Su. She is so beautifully dressed so that no one can see her. How can there be any sense in it?"

After Zhang An was exposed, his face turned a little red, but that was all. He could look at his partner any way he wanted.

Seeing the two young people bickering, Su Shaowen and his wife just smiled, pretending they didn't see it.

"Hehe, the Bodhisattva that Xiaoan bought today is so big, we haven't seen it in so many years."

Wu Qiuping looked in the bag, and was startled by the size of Bodhisattva in the bag.

"It's still a Bodhisattva, it's just a small apple."

Su Shaowen looked at the Bodhisattva in Wu Qiuping's hand, and couldn't help being taken aback.

"I just thought of buying it when I saw it was so big. I've never seen such a big one before." Zhang An was very satisfied with everyone's expression on seeing this Bodhisattva.

Wu Qiuping washed the Bodhisattva in the kitchen, then brought it out and put it on the table.

Zhang An picked up the fruit knife and started peeling a Bodhisattva.

For a whole bodhisattva, Zhang An's outer skin has not been broken since the first cut.

Until the bodhisattva was peeled, Zhang An still held a long bodhisattva skin in his hand, and finished the work with one knife.

"Wow, Zhang An, you still have this ability, why are your hands so skillful."

Su Ying looked at Zhang An's big hand and wondered why it was such a coincidence.

After Zhang An cut it, he handed the Bodhisattva to Su Ying.

"That's not true. I'm an expert at peeling apples."

Zhang An responded with a smile, and after a while, a plate of pure white bodhisattva came out, and Su Ying could eat it directly.

"This Bodhisattva is so sweet, sweeter than an apple."

That's for sure, Zhang An, Bodhisattva, grew up in space.

Although this apple peeling is not a high-level skill, it really made Su Ying's parents nod for a while.

The family ate some bodhisattvas and felt very good.

Although it is delicious, it should not be eaten too much.

Bodhisattva is cold in nature and belongs to raw and cold food, so it is not suitable for gluttony.

So after eating some, Wu Qiuping put it away.

"Xiao An, where did you buy this Bodhisattva? I'll buy some when the time comes."

Wu Qiuping thought, if there is such a big Bodhisattva, I can buy more, and it would not be a shame to send it to relatives and friends.

"Auntie, I just watched people picking and selling them on the side of the road. At that time, there were not many left, so I bought them all, and I don't know where they came from."

Zhang An has no way to turn out a Bodhisattva seller out of thin air, so just make it up and it's over.

"That's a pity. I don't know if I can sell it in the future."

Hearing from Zhang An that someone else picked and sold it, Wu Qiuping felt a little pity.

"It's normal to be like this. Such a good Bodhisattva must not worry about selling it."

Su Shaowen next to him felt nothing.

Seeing that it was past four o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Qiuping started cooking in the kitchen.

Zhang An and Su Ying are going out tonight, so this dinner should be eaten early.

Zhang An originally wanted to go into the kitchen to help Su's father kill fish and chickens, but Wu Qiuping didn't let him do anything this time.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he was pushed out by Wu Qiuping.

"Xiao An, if you are bored, let Xiao Ying take you downstairs."

I have to go out at night and have a lot of time.

And I'm going to have dinner later, so I can't go far if I go out now.

So Zhang An didn't say he was going out, and talked to Su Ying in the living room.

"Yingying, take Xiaoan to the room to talk, the oily smoke is too choking."

Last time at Zhang An's house, Wu Qiuping learned from Wang Fang's specialty spicy chicken.

I heard that Zhang An has always liked to eat, so Wu Qiuping prepared to make spicy chicken at night.

But because the temperature of the oil was not controlled properly, there was a pungent smell coming into the kitchen, and even the range hood couldn't exhaust the smell.

Su Ying also felt uncomfortable, so she dragged Zhang An to her room to talk.

Su Ying's room is very simple, without too many decorations and girlishness.

There are no cosmetics on a bed, a large wardrobe, and a dressing table. Instead, there are a few bottles of cream and other things.

And there is a large desk by the window, on which are some famous books at home and abroad.

Thinking that there is still a half-written textbook on the table.

Zhang An walked over and took a look. It was the lesson prepared by Su Ying for "From Baicao Garden to Sanwei Bookstore".

Su Ying's handwriting fits her appearance very well, clean, beautiful and somewhat gentle.

Today's teachers have requirements for writing on the blackboard and writing.

Unlike later generations, teachers in many schools couldn't read the words written by them.

After flipping through the textbook, Zhang An didn't read it again.

He leaned back and fell straight down.

Lying on Su Ying's beautiful bed, a fresh fragrance came to her nostrils.

Zhang An smelled a little familiar, it was Su Ying's unique breath.

Zhang An couldn't help shrugging his nose, smelling the quilt a few more times.

Seeing Zhang An lying on the bed and shrugging her nose, Su Ying's face turned red instantly.

Stretching out his slender hand, he hit Zhang An first, but before he could hit, Zhang An held his small hand firmly in the big one.

The two just held hands and talked to each other.

In the living room just now, there were two adults.

The two of them didn't find a topic to talk about, and there was some free time at the moment.

After whispering something, Zhang An found that there were photos on Su Ying's bedside table.

Reach out and take it over to take a closer look, although the photo is black and white.

But it can still be seen that this photo is Su Shaowen and Wu Qiuping when they were young.

Su Ying looks like Wu Qiuping, Zhang An has seen this before.

But after looking at the photos today, I realized that Su Ying looked exactly like Wu Qiuping when she was young.

And the two little girls inside, Zhang An knew at a glance that they were Su Ying and her sister Su Xuan.

After all, Su Ying is several years younger than her sister, so it's easy to recognize,

At that time, Su Ying was probably only seven or eight years old, a very cute little girl with a fat face.

That appearance does not look like the same person as now, it should be fully grown now.

"I didn't expect you to be so cute when you were a child, haha."

As Zhang An said, he reached out and pinched Teacher Xiao Su's face.

It's a pity that the baby fat on Su Ying's face has long since disappeared.

Seeing Zhang An's intentional or unintentional smile, Su Ying grabbed the photo frame from him with one hand.

"You are not allowed to laugh anymore."

While posting the photo under the quilt, he stared at Zhang An with his eyes.

When the two are alone together, Su Ying is not as shy as she is in front of her family.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore." Zhang An said he didn't smile, but he still laughed a little unscrupulously.

"Do you start school on March [-]st?"

"Yeah, the high school starts tomorrow, and we don't have to make up classes in the junior high school, so it will be March [-]st."

The two fought for a while, and now they have quieted down.

Zhang An was lying on the bed, resting his head on the quilt, talking quietly to Su Ying for a while.

"Then you just came to school, are you still used to it? Are the students in the class dancing?"

"Well, I was not used to it at first, but I gradually got used to it. The students in the class are fine. Although some students are disobedient, they will not make trouble in class."

Su Ying is not the head teacher, so she doesn't have to worry about so many things, she just needs to take care of her Chinese class.

And she only leads two classes now, which is actually pretty easy.

Today's students are different from future students, even those who don't like learning.

I will also respect every teacher in the classroom.

Unless the kind of mind is very biased, the teacher who looks at people through the cracks of the door will generally not be respected by the students.

"That's good. I'm worried that with your temper, you will be bullied by students at school."

Su Ying is good at everything, but she is too weak-tempered and speaks softly.

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. These children are sensible, and they took the initiative to carry my homework back to the office after class."

Zhang An thinks about it too, the students who just entered junior high school are not very old.

Seeing a teacher like Su Ying, who speaks in a soft voice, he must compete for performance.

"Yingying, Xiaoan, it's time to eat."

While talking, Wu Qiuping outside knocked on the door.

Zhang An didn't plan to do anything, and the door didn't close.

Seeing the two of them like this, Wu Qiuping felt even more satisfied with Zhang An.

"Wow, Auntie, you've done too much, you can't finish it."

Zhang An looked at the stove full of dishes, and it was obvious that Wu Qiuping and his wife had put a lot of thought and effort into it.

"There are only a few dishes here, try to see if it suits your taste, you are welcome."

As Wu Qiuping spoke, she handed a pair of chopsticks to Zhang An's hands.

"Well, Auntie's Spicy Chicken makes the glutinous skin crispy meat, which is soft and smooth, and the chefs outside can't keep up with it."

Zhang An put a piece of chicken in his mouth and began to chew.

"It's not so exaggerated, your mother taught me this, and it must be your local chicken that is delicious."

Wu Qiuping was coaxed happily by Zhang An's few words.

The family ate dinner lively.

Wu Qiuping continued to pick up vegetables for Zhang An, but Zhang An didn't eat a few bites of the rice, and the bowl was full.

And Zhang An is not too polite, anyway, he has a big appetite, he can eat a small bowl at home, and he almost catches up with Xiaohu.

Seeing Zhang An eating so deliciously, Wu Qiuping was even more satisfied. The smile on her face has never disappeared since Zhang An entered the door.

After eating and eating, it was about five or six o'clock, and the sky began to get dark.

Zhang An and Su Ying were also planning to go out, and they agreed to go to the square, so they naturally wanted to see the excitement.

Before leaving, Wu Qiuping saw that Zhang An was wearing a little thin, so she brought a new coat for Zhang An to wear.

These should be Su Shaowen's new clothes, but Zhang An didn't feel like they were bought outside.

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and this year's God is very generous.

The sun is out all day, although the sun seems to have no temperature.

At night, there is a round moon hanging in the sky. Although the temperature is lower, the atmosphere is good.

With Zhang An's current physique, even if it snows, he won't feel too cold.

But it’s still the same sentence, it’s not whether it’s cold or not, it’s because your mother thinks you are cold, so you are cold.

Wu Qiuping, the future mother-in-law, can be considered a half-mother.

The two went downstairs and walked out of the community, and the street lights on the roadside in the county town had already started to light up.

It's been a long time since Zhang An saw a glowing street lamp, and he misses it in his heart.

Although it was night, there were quite a few people on the side of the road.

This is the local characteristic. At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the nightlife has just begun.

All the shops on the street are open with their lights on, and there are also many peddlers.

People's Park Square is not far from Su Ying's home, only a little over a kilometer.

The two wanted to walk more together, so they didn't plan to take a car.

On the side of the road, there are Dingdingtang for sale, and there are also bowls of cakes for sale.

There are also hemp balls that are fried and sold.

The two had just eaten, and they didn't think about buying it right now because they couldn't eat.

After going out, Zhang An naturally led Su Ying.

Although on this section of the road, there are some places where the street lights cannot be illuminated.

But under the bright moonlight, there is a scene of willow branches on the moon and people dating after dusk.

Coming to the square, the show on the stage has already started to perform.

And off the stage, there are people standing inside and out.

Those who came early brought a small bench and sat under the stage, which was comfortable for them to watch.

Those who came late could only stand behind.

Both Zhang An and Su Ying belonged to the taller category, so they found a place where there were relatively few people to stand and watch the performance.

Most of the current programs are singing and dancing.

Many of them are sung by a single person, and the dances are performed by people from the county art troupe.

But it can also be seen that although the county is small and remote, everyone is quite fashionable.

For example, there is a young man on the stage singing the song "Love" by the Little Tigers last year.

The following shows are also some fashionable pop music.

The two watched for a while, but Su Ying lost interest.

The main reason is that there are too many people, they come too late, and they don't squeeze to the front, so it's not interesting to stand all the time.

Seeing this, Zhang An led Su Ying out of the crowd.

I started to wander around the square. At this moment, there were many people setting up stalls on the side of the square.

There is an old man on the side of the road who is making cotton candy on his bicycle.

Zhang An went over and bought two, and handed one to Su Ying.

Su Ying blushed and caught it, because the people around here who bought marshmallows were mostly children.

There are no adults who buy it to eat by themselves.

But Zhang An doesn't care about these things. When he was young, he never had such a chance.

(End of this chapter)