After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 293 Let’s go to college together

Wedding banquets in rural areas will not start very late.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the banquet starts on time.

Anting, Song Ci, Bao Weiwei, Gao Fei, Zhu Jiajun, Wen Chuli, and a group of children on Bauhinia Street sat together, truly "I sat at the children's table."

Xiaohui and Xiaoya were still yelling about why the short-haired sister didn't come.

Anting mentioned that the short-haired sister was not available and would not come.

All the little devils were disappointed.

As the sun sets, dozens of people gather together, creating a retro and warm scene.

Aunt Song and other women were responsible for serving the dishes. The first dish was roast chicken, which was one of the best.

When the roast chicken was served, everyone was surprised to find that there were more than one pair of chicken legs and a pair of chicken wings...

Aunt Song smiled softly and said, "Everyone has a share..."

He probably transferred the chicken legs and wings from his table.

"Thank you, Auntie..."

Looking at the chicken legs in the bowl, Anting couldn't help but smile.

There are some eternal laws in the world. For example, at a banquet, as long as we are still qualified to eat chicken legs and wings, it means that we are still children who have not grown up.

Just when Anting was about to move his mouth, Xiaohui on the side did not clamp his chopsticks securely and dropped the chicken legs on the ground. His originally bright eyes became embarrassed and even rippled, making him want to cry without tears.

Never underestimate chicken drumsticks in the eyes of children.

Anting sighed, put his chicken legs into the other person's bowl, and said, "Here, here you go, boys, don't cry!"

"Thank you, Brother Ting." Xiaohui said touchedly.

"I'm an adult, I don't care about a chicken drumstick."

however.

The next second, Anting suddenly found an extra chicken wing in his bowl and took a small bite.

Turning her eyes, she saw that it was Song Ci. She was blushing, holding her chin with one hand, looking a little arrogant, and said, "I gave it to you, even though I took a small bite."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"During the day, I not only caught chickens, but also participated in killing them, which was a bit overwhelming."

Half truthful.

Although the scenes of catching and slaughtering chickens really affect the girl's appetite, don't underestimate the cooking skills of Uncle Wen and Dad An. The roasted chicken is very delicious and the girl can eat it.

"Thanks."

"Thank you, I'm your sister."

at this time.

A new couple showed up.

Although they are in an ancient and dilapidated ancestral hall, they all look happy.

As long as you are with the person you like, external circumstances don't seem to be that important.

Song Ci looked at the newlyweds standing at the door of the ancestral hall and didn't know what he was thinking.

……

Eight o'clock at night.

gone.

The adults did not let the children clean up the mess. Bao Weiwei, Gao Fei, Zhu Jiajun and Wen Chuli all went home.

As locals of Bauhinia Street, Anting and Song Ci chose to stay and help. Naite became the leftovers disposal specialist and enjoyed his meal very much.

After tidying up, Anting and Song Ci sat next to the stone lions at the entrance of the ancestral hall to enjoy the cool air.

The evening breeze in the old street is very comfortable and intoxicating.

In the middle is a bright light from the ancestral hall, with wedding couplets on both sides. One side is "hundred years" and the other side is "good union".

The moon is shining on the silver plate, the stars are shining brightly, and fireflies are dancing in the sky above the streets.

Song Ci, who was sitting on the stone lion platform, pressed his hands on the table, his legs were hanging in the air, and his face was turned sideways, looking at the walls inside the ancestral hall and the words on them, which should be genealogy...

"An Ting, is your name on it?"

An Ting nodded and said, "En."

Even though Anting is a native, he rarely enters the ancestral hall. On the one hand, the older generation does not allow him to enter and exit casually, and on the other hand, there is nothing interesting inside.

Song Ci asked again. “Does mom’s name go on it?”

"It's usually possible to marry in." I don't know what the customs are in other places, but here on Bauhinia Street, men and married women are eligible to be included in the family tree.

Unexpectedly.

The next second, a gentle evening breeze blew by, Song Ci swayed her legs, her black hair danced with the wind, and said nonchalantly: "What about me?"

Anting was startled for a moment, then regretted: "Idiot, you definitely don't have it."

"Oh…"

His bright eyes flickered, with a hint of unreadable emotion in his eyes.

after awhile.

Everyone was gone and the lights in the ancestral hall were about to be turned off. Seeing that it was getting late, Anting asked Song Ci to come down and go home together.

The stone lion's seat was actually not short, measuring 1.8 meters. Song Ci jumped down with a light leap and stood beside the young man. The two walked side by side along the brightly lit Bauhinia Street towards home.

Naite followed obediently, still wanting to know more.

The bright moon was in the sky, and as they walked, the girl with long black hair leaned forward with her upper body and turned her face sideways. Her long hair shone under the moonlight and slipped in the wind, past her lips.

"Anting..."

The lips are slightly open, holding the hair...

"Well, what's wrong? Look, you've eaten your hair..."

As he spoke, the young man stretched out his hand to help the other party brush the hair from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the girl ignored the other party's actions, took a deep breath, and spoke again.

"An Ting, let's go to college together..."

Hearing this sentence, the young man who was walking leisurely suddenly stopped, looked at Song Ci with surprised eyes, and said: "I may not be able to pass the Qingbei examination."

When I was in my first year of high school, I once uttered wild words to An's father, saying that someone who had applied to be a day student when he was fifty years old was still not a day student.

He always ranks between the 50th and 60th in his grade, which is considered to be the top scorer in the high school entrance examination.

only.

According to the number of people in this city who are admitted to Qingbei every year, no matter what happens, it will not be Anting's turn.

Moreover, on one side is a friend who has agreed to go to university in city B, and on the other side is a sister who wants to take the exam to Qingbei.

Student Anting seems to be caught in the middle and is a little troubled.

however.

At the moment when the boy's eyebrows tightened, the girl with long black hair and straight hair sounded like a silver bell again.

"No, I'll accompany you..."

The wind on a summer night should be an invisible existence, but with the girl's waist-length hair flying, it seems to be within reach.

It turns out that the girl's long, straight black hair... is the shape of Xia Yefeng.

Anting's heart is filled with joy, but besides the joy, there is also hidden uneasiness.

If he hadn't kept this girl after the wedding between Father An and Aunt Song. If he hadn't kept this girl last summer vacation...then she probably wouldn't have made such a choice today.

Was it me who changed this person's trajectory a little bit?

Is it right or wrong?

Am I this person's fault?

Why is there so much boring thinking?
Have I turned into a sentimental, boring teenager?

Never thought.

Song Ci seemed to see through the young man's heart's wish and responded, "Whether it is correct or not is not that important. I just want to follow my heart."

Perhaps Song Ci knew better than anyone else that the young man in front of him was a mistake in his perfect life.

He watched Anting remain silent with an unreadable expression on his face.

The girl's embarrassment syndrome is all over the place.

"Hey, why are you just looking at me and not saying anything?!"

I said such pretentious words, don't be like a piece of wood, okay?Give some reaction.

Anting's face raised a gentle curve and said, "I don't know what to say."

"Idiot, you just need to be grateful, like a bratty brother."

"Well, she is really a willful little sister, and my brother is flattered by her."

(End of this chapter)