Rebirth at the end of seventy: my life I make the decision

Fang Mei's action not only surprised Wang Xiuying, but also surprised Su Tingting.

What's in the small cloth bag? Su Tingting, as Fang Mei's junior high school classmate, can't be clearer.

Fang Mei and Su Tingting both live in Shangxi Town, the junction of urban and rural areas of Y county. They have entered the junior middle school of No. 1 middle school since the first day of junior high school and have been living in the same dormitory.

Although the small cloth bag Fang Mei gave Wang Xiuying was just a bed sheet, Fang Mei won the first place in the whole grade in her first big exam on the first day of junior high school. Her eldest brother Fang Jinsong got the good news and sent it back to Fang Mei from the army.

Fang Mei has always been a baby, usually kept under the pillow. She hasn't been willing to use it once in two years.

Unexpectedly, for Wang Xiuying's torn bed sheet today, Fang Mei took out the sheet that looked like her life and compensated Wang Xiuying.

Wang Xiuying was surprised but different from Su Tingting.

When she first met Fang Mei in her previous life, Fang Mei was a problem girl with a stubborn temper. Since then, her temper has increased year by year with age. In Wang Xiuying's eyes, Fang Mei's temper has never been better, let alone apologize to others.

In Wang Xiuying's memory, Fang Mei is a person who can stir up three points without paying attention.

It is precisely because of the bad memories of her previous life that Wang Xiuying immediately set the principle that she can't afford to hide when she first met Fang Mei.

But I didn't expect Fang Mei at this time to be innocent in nature. Fang Mei in previous lives must have been caused by puppy love.

So do you want to help her change the track of Fang Mei's puppy love?

Well, I'd better see about it. Don't make Fang Mei coquettish instead of helping her.

However, the small cloth bag in hand should be returned to Fang Mei.

Seeing her eyes full of autumn water staring at the cloth bag in her arms, Wang Xiuying felt guilty of robbing her.

Wang Xiuying touched the cloth bag in her hand and guessed that it was mostly bed sheets. She just didn't know what the origin of the sheets was, which made Fang Mei show such a look of separation.

Is it a love token given to her by the object of her early love?

Pooh, Pooh, who will send a love token and a sheet?

Besides, Fang Mei should not have started puppy love at this time!

But soon Su Tingting solved Wang Xiuying's confusion. She only heard Su Tingting whisper to Fang Mei who was about to cry: "Fang Mei, your brother didn't give you that bag..."

Although Su Tingting's last words didn't go on because Fang Mei stopped her, Wang Xiuying already understood that the sheets in her hand were the military sheets that Fang Jinsong specially gave Fang Mei from the army.

In this era, Chinese people have an almost worship worship for soldiers. If anyone has soldiers, it is a glorious thing for the whole family to join the army alone.

If anyone has military shoes, military satchels or something, anyway, as long as they can be hooked with the military, it is enough to make people envy.

No wonder Fang Mei is so precious. No wonder Fang Mei lost her painful appearance of being cut like a mountain of gold and silver. It's a pity that anything related to Fang Jinsong is really hot for Wang Xiuying.

Some things are treasure and honey to others, but poison and arsenic to others.

In this life, Wang Xiuying never thought about having anything to do with Fang Jinsong. Even if Fang Jinsong appeared in her life earlier than in her previous life, even if she and Fang Mei became classmates and roommates in this life, Wang Xiuying still just wanted to become strangers without intersection with Fang Jinsong.

Wang Xiuying weighed the cloth bag in her hand, calmed some of her ups and downs, looked up at Fang Mei calmly, took a few steps and put the cloth bag in her hand on the table in front of Fang Mei: "I didn't think about it today. Although I tore a hole in my sheet, it's not big. I can use it later. I don't need to accompany.

But I still have to continue hanging the bed curtain, otherwise I can't read when I return to the dormitory, so please forgive me. As for the problem of beauty, I'll try my best. "

After that, he ignored the expression of other students, went directly back to his bed, picked up the torn sheets and came out of the dormitory. He shook hard and cleaned the dust on the sheets. Then he returned to the dormitory again, took off his shoes and went to bed, took out needles and thread from the needle and thread bag and sewed them skillfully.

As for what others think and think, Wang Xiuying doesn't care much. She can calm the storm and pull up the curtain.

The sheets torn by Fang Mei were broken in more than one place. Fortunately, they were all on the edge of the sheets. In addition, the cloth that Wang Xiuying pulled at the beginning was wide enough. Therefore, Wang Xiuying simply cut about five centimeters off the torn side with scissors, and then rolled them carefully and locked them tightly.

However, in only a quarter of an hour or so, the original broken sheet is still a brand-new sheet under the skillful hand of Wang Xiuying.

Wang Xiuying shook the sheets open and looked again. She was very satisfied with her craft. It seems that the sewing she learned in her previous life when she was bored in the theater school is still useful.

After cleaning up her sewing, Wang Xiuying found that there had been no sound in the dormitory for a long time. She looked up suspiciously, but found several amazing students standing in front of her bed.

"Wang Xiuying, your sewing is very good!"

"Yes, the stitches are so fine that they are about to catch up with the tailor."

"I think it's better than the tailor in our village!"

Wang Xiuying opened her mouth: "

Is it really so good?

Wang Xiuying looked down at the sheets still spread on her lap and finally found that she was proud of another skill.

This skill is really useless. In a few years, sewing opportunities will become more and more popular. Who will make clothes and wear them one by one, and there will be little chance of sewing in the future.

But it's not a bad thing to surprise the students in the dormitory. At least the atmosphere in the dormitory is good at this moment.

Even Fang Mei glanced at her from time to time, and her previous contempt and contempt had disappeared from her eyes.

"Wang Xiuying, I think the sheets you use now are still fresh and beautiful. If you change them, use the sheets in your hands as sheets and the sheets now laid as curtains..." Sun Hongxing looked at the sheets in Wang Xiuying's hands and then looked at the sheets on the bed and put forward his own suggestions.

Perhaps afraid of causing Fang Mei's anger again, sun Hongxing didn't say anything, but glanced at the other students in the dormitory and asked, "what do you think?"

No one raised any objection this time, and of course, they did not clearly agree.

Since everyone doesn't speak, Wang Xiuying should acquiesce.

Secretly, he blinked at Sun Hongxing and said to do it. He quickly pulled out the originally spread sheets, took them outside the dormitory and shook them hard, and then hung them as curtains.

Fang Mei threw the sheet on the ground and stepped on it for several feet. Naturally, Wang Xiuying can't spread it directly on the bed. Even if she can't see obvious dirt, she still has to wash and reuse it.

Fortunately, Wang Xiuying also brought an old bed sheet with the cover of the bed curtain. The old bed sheet will not have the slightest pressure to use. Besides, the old bed sheet will return to the old. What does it matter as long as it is clean?!