"Ring...Ring..." The phone in Nan's living room rang.
Nan Weiwei's song "Moonlight Song" ended, and her delicate fingers left the keyboard, soaked in the water, and shook her hand wearily. I got up and fell into the leather sofa next to me, and then lazily picked up the phone, like a hairspring: "Hey~~~~~"
"Hello Auntie, I'm looking for Nan Weiwei." Qian Mai leaned against the tobacco and alcohol counter of Qianjia Supermarket and called, his eyes patrolling the situation in the store from time to time. The Qianjia phone is installed at the entrance of the supermarket on the second floor. In addition to home use, it is also used as a public pay phone.
Hearing a familiar voice ringing in her ears, Nan Weiwei smiled at the corner of her mouth, threw off her slippers, and slumped into the sofa and curled up into a ball. Deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Nan Weiwei is not here."
"Eh?" Listening to the slightly low and depressed voice over there, Qianmai was stunned for a second, and then simply said: "Then I will hang up first."
"Yeah, you can't leave a message..." Nan Weiwei was anxious, raising her voice high, and jumping up from the sofa.
"What's the message? What can you say about yourself as an idiot who doesn't know anyone?"
"Who are you talking about? Who is the idiot! And who is so stupid that I can't distinguish my voice?" Nan Weiwei lay back crookedly, her white and tender feet uplifted.
"Who is anxious to talk about?" Qian Mai said slowly, holding the phone in the neck of his neck, and billing a neighbour's eldest brother with cigarettes.
"Aren't you saying that during the holidays you have to close the door and practice calligraphy and painting? Why did you run outside again?" Nan Weiwei ridiculed her every effort. She had been to Nanjiang, and she knew that Qianjia didn't have a phone call.
"Miss you. I'm at the main gate of Jintian Building now. Come out soon." Qianmai's tone became hurried, and he handed the small ticket and change to the bewildered brother next door in front of him, and blinked slyly. The eldest brother next door readily understood and turned away amused.
"Isn't it? There are still two days off. Are you willing to go back to school so early?" Nan Weiwei is still dubious, she won't be affectionate.
"I can't bear it, but it's your birthday today, Miss Nan. Happy birthday, Nan Weiwei!... Come out! I brought you oranges. I went to the mountain early in the morning and cut the branches and leaves. Three in a cluster, five in a cluster, with thin skin and thick flesh, yellow and green, but pretty."
"Really? That's great. You are finally getting on the road." Nan Weiwei cheered, smelling orange juice.
"Ten minutes. As soon as the time is up, if you haven't come, I will immediately give gifts to passers-by back to school." Qian Wheat said seriously.
"Don't! We haven't been shopping for a long time. You have to help me refer to what clothes to wear at night." There was a beeping blind tone casually.
Qianmai took the microphone and was dying just now, but now he is alive and well. Well, it doesn't matter, you will become more "vibrant" later. After the mischief succeeded, Qian Mai grinned, looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and began to count down: "60, 59..."
An hour later, the Qianjia phone rang as expected.
"Damn Xianmai, you actually played with me again." Nan Weiwei was furious and furious.
Just now, she hurriedly ran to the main gate of Jintian Building, around, around, and even looked at the sewers that were being repaired across the street, but she didn't see the half-person figure of Qianmai. Then, she hurriedly entered the building again, and scanned the storefronts on the upper and lower floors for a whole circle, but still didn't even see any hairs. I finally realized that I was being deceived, and I checked the phone records when I took a taxi home, only to find that this number was not in Jintian County at all.
"Little girl, who are you looking for?" The grandfather of the potential family was somewhat inexplicable.
"Eh?... Excuse me, where is this call?" Nan Weiwei was very depressed after a punch.
"This is the Qianjia Supermarket in Nanjiang Township."
"Is it the Qianmaijia? Where is Qianmai?" Nan Weiwei is anxious to find out the culprit.
"Wheat went to the mountains to dig Ophiopogon japonicus. I just left. I probably won’t be able to go home until the evening. What do you want to do with her? I’m her grandfather, I can help you tell." Ask patiently.
Nan Weiwei immediately became respectful when she heard that, but she gritted her teeth with hatred: "No, grandpa. Qian Mai took my workbook by mistake. I'll ask her again when she returns to school."
The sky was full of sunset, and when Qianmai returned home, in addition to a half basket of Ophiopogon japonicus, he also carried a few clusters of wild persimmons with branches and leaves, red and green. After listening to Qian Jia's grandfather relaying Nan Weiwei's statement, his stomach hurts with suffocation.
After dinner, after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and cleaning up the hygiene, Qian Mai took clean clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Amid the noise of the water, Qian Xiaohai's voice faintly came from outside: "Sister, there is a phone call for you. It was a classmate from your No. 1 Middle School."
Qianmai smiled secretly, this Nan Weiwei was really persevering. So he raised his voice and told Qian Xiaohai: "You tell her'Happy Birthday', I am very busy now, and I will return to her later."
Qian Xiaohai agreed to go downstairs. Latent Wheat takes a shower, puts on a new dress, blow-dry hair, and washes the clothes before going downstairs.
From far away, I heard Qian Xiaohai’s speech in Yili Wah: "Really, you have three magic machine bullies? Is it the kind of person who will say, "Oh, the magic machine bullies have endless joy" when they turn on the phone. … You’re so happy, I have to help my family work for another two months before I can save enough money to buy… No, I’ll be taken away by the teacher if I go to the game room to play. It’s okay to play Xiaobawang… ”
To Qian Xiaohai's pitiful remarks, Qian Maimai curled his lips disapprovingly. Every time this guy talked about games and things to play, he was so excited that he was so excited. Dear cousins, cousins call, and the chat is endless. At night, there were fewer customers. From the gap between the shelves, Qian Xiaomo was the only one who was tallying the goods. Qianmai first walked over to help, and wanted to wait for Qian Xiaohai to hang up before calling back.
"... Genuine cards are very expensive, and they are all single-card, single-card games. The integrated cassettes I have played at my cousin’s house are all pirated integrated cassettes... It’s already good to be able to play pirated versions... Lily, there are more than 20 versions of "Contra 1" on it... You are so happy... My grown-up didn't let me buy it. Besides, I don't have any money..."
Qian Mai hid behind, and couldn't laugh or cry after hearing it. Who made him so envious this time? It seems that he didn't play less in hiding outside, and he talked about it in different ways.
"... Those game secrets are deceptive. In order to find the eight underwater levels of Contra, I played with my little cousin for a week and tried hundreds of times according to the secret book. All still failed... Really? The secret technique must be a genuine cassette. Piracy is not allowed? Wow Kaka, it took me so much effort..."
Qian Mai was dizzy at hearing, watching Qian Xiaohai completely forgetting and getting more excited, couldn't help but walk over to interrupt him: "Who is talking to, so long? The phone bill is very expensive."
"Oh, my elder sister is here." Qian Xiaohai turned around, her eyes rolled round, and she couldn't hide her happiness: "Sister, it's your classmate, but he said that today is not his birthday, and then we started talking. "
Qianmai's chin was about to fall, and his eyes were as big as copper bells. The flames rushed up with a crackle, and said angrily: "Qian Xiaohai, let you pass a word, you pass it to me until now."
Qian Xiaohai shuddered in coldness, and hurriedly put the microphone in the ear of Qian Wheat, and urinated in a hurry.
"Hey, Mai? Don't blame Xiaohai, I'm the one who wants to find someone to chat with when I'm idle." It really wasn't Nan Weiwei.
"Peng Chen?" The voice sounded hoarse, but Qianmai was not sure.
"Yeah. I just got your home phone number from Nan Weiwei. At today's birthday party, she told everyone about what you did to her. She said that her 15th birthday will be unforgettable... Hehe, thanks to you. ."
A light laugh came from the other end, the microphone was close to his ear, and Qianmai felt that they were very close to each other: "It's good for her to be happy. Was the birthday party a success?"
"Very good. Most of the classmates who stayed in the county during the holiday have gone, and her parents have invited many relatives and friends. However, she regrets that you and Liu Feipeng are not there."
"Blessings are here today, and the gifts will be filled when I return to school."
"What gift will you give?" Peng Chen blurted out, and then, even himself was surprised at his gossip.
"The gadgets made by yourself are not too delicate and valuable. I was embarrassed just now, my brother is ignorant, and it took you a lot of time. Are you looking for me?"
There was a long silence on the other end. Just when Qianmai doubted whether the signal was bad, Peng Chen’s voice came from his ears: “That’s it. On October 1st, I went to Gu Teacher’s house with Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin. Play. I heard that there will be a provincial English knowledge contest next. The school will select representatives to participate in the preliminary contest. You should prepare as soon as possible."
The treatment of the direct children is really different. "With the three of you here, there is no chance for me."
"Don't be underestimated, I know how good your English is. Just prepare well and take the exam. Or... Are you not interested?"
"No, I am interested in liberal arts." Qianmai hurriedly denied.
"Then get ready. "Gone with the Wind", where do you see it now?" The free teacher began to check his homework.
"Melani is dead..."
There was a stagnant silence, and the atmosphere became a little sad. Peng Chen quickly summarized: "I see. That's it. See you at school."
"Okay, see you at school." Then, Qianmai first cut off the phone. Turning around, he saw his father Yang Yong leaning at the door, his dark eyes staring at him unblinkingly.
"Come to Dad's room, I have something to tell you." Turning off the lights and closing the door, the father and daughter walked upstairs.
"Listen to Xiaohai, it was a boy who called you just now." Yang Yong frowned, using an affirmative sentence.
Qian Xiaohai, who should beat a thousand fists, and Qian Xiaohai with a three-foot-long tongue, secretly filed a lawsuit in his heart.
"It's a classmate. He told me about the competition and asked me to prepare in advance."
"Yeah." Yang Yong nodded, expressing his belief: "I made Xiaohai pay attention to it all the time. As a brother, he has the obligation to protect and care for his two sisters now and in the future. Recently, the atmosphere in the countryside and schools is too bad. Girl students flirt with boys, some elope, and even get pregnant when they are unmarried. We don’t care about others. But this is absolutely not allowed in our family."
Qian Mai rolled his eyes: "Dad, you think too much."
"This is called precautions. You are old, you are away from home to go to school, and there is no one to supervise you. Can your mother and I be at ease? Girls, you should..." Commandments" and "Women's Rules."
Qian Mai was astonished at his normally silent father. Once it came true, it would be so eloquent. She absolutely believes that if her father had read "The Commandments of Women" and "The Rules of Women", he would definitely move over and give himself a lesson at this time.
It's all caused by the phone, and it seems that male students will definitely be prevented from calling home in the future.
Qianmai repeatedly told her forgiveness, vowing to promise: "Dad, I can't read and draw in time now, so there is no such idle thought. Don't worry, I promise, before graduating from college, I will concentrate on studying and never fall in love."
Although Yang Yong didn't say anything, he was quite satisfied with his daughter's guarantee. So he got up, took the key to open the drawer, handed over a bag of papers, and said, "Your fifth uncle has already rented out the Huayang storefront for you. The rent for one year is stored in Dad’s account. In addition, the three certificates are also included. It's done, it's all inside, it's your name."
The hidden wheat was taken out one by one and checked. After confirming that they were correct, they put them back one by one, and handed them to Yang Yong and said, "Daddy will keep it for me. I am not short of money now. If there is a shortage of funds in the supermarket, you will take the rent first. use."
"No. We didn't spend much to build a house. We charged a lump sum for the rent on the first floor. We also received a lump sum of gift money when we moved to banquets. The gastrodia elata will be harvested immediately. It is not difficult to run a supermarket."
"All right." Qianmai didn't insist on much, but remembered another thing: "Take a moment, Dad will take grandpa, grandma and mother to Huayang to play, check the store, and take grandma to the hospital by the way. Come on. Recently, her belly is getting bigger and bigger, and she thinks her ascites is very serious. Let me count the money, and grandma treats me very well."
"Should do this, they will be very happy. Or, tomorrow? While you are at home, many people help. It's just that the adults are not there. Can you three kids be home?" Yang Yong smiled and agreed.
"Don't worry. If grandparents cannot afford to ride back and forth in the car, you can stay in Huayang for one night, and we can also cook the house in order." Qianmai boasted down to Haikou.
"It's okay. Let's give you a chance to prove your ability. I'll discuss it with your mother."
Yang Yong got up and was about to go to the living room, but Qian Mai salivated and pulled his clothes with a smile. His words were a bit incoherent: "Dad... how do you say that?... I didn't deliberately want to hide from them before, but it's better to do more than less... Don’t you say that the wealth is not exposed? People in the countryside talk a lot and talk about it. Everyday people come to ask me how I make money. It’s annoying...
Yang Yong returned his daughter with a soothing smile: "Don't worry. Dad will help you handle things. Adults will know everything in their hearts and will not let others bother you." (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, please log in. www.qidian.com, more chapters, support authors, support genuine reading!)