Chapter 23 You took the initiative
Xia Mi took Fu Ming home.
"There are seeds, peanuts and fruits on the table. If you want to eat, just take it yourself. You're welcome."
Xia Mi was about to change out of her clothes. They were not suitable for cooking. Although the low-heeled shoes were not high enough, their feet suffered from walking on uneven roads.
Fu Ming sat solemnly in the main room, his thoughts drifting away.
Xia Mi changed clothes and came out and saw Fu Ming in a daze, "What's wrong? You've been thinking about it all night and haven't figured out what to say?"
Fu Ming came back to his senses and shook his head in denial, "No, I was just thinking about going to Qingcheng."
"By the way, Sister Xia Mi, you are from the city. Do schools in the city have a separate desk for each student, and the blackboard can be two or three meters long?"
The young man's eyes are full of expectations for his future life.
Xia Mi nodded, "I don't know about high school. I graduated from a technical secondary school. Our school is like this."
The original owner had good grades since childhood and was initially planning to go to high school. However, due to the delay in resuming the college entrance examination and his family background, he finally went to a technical secondary school.
After graduation, I was assigned to a textile factory. After working for two years, Xia Yaoyao came to the door.
"Graduating from a technical secondary school is also very impressive." Fu Ming's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Xia Mi to have such a high degree of education.
"Only those who graduate from college are great. If you go to the city and study hard to get into college, the number of people going to technical secondary schools in my hometown has gradually decreased. In college, you can not only learn more things, but also broaden your horizons and gain knowledge."
Actually no, there are still many people in technical secondary schools.
It was not until the middle of the 1980s that the income of state-owned factories declined, and factories began to increase revenue and reduce expenditures by no longer recruiting employees' children from technical secondary schools, then everyone would gradually break away from the iron rice bowl mentality.
Xia Mi said this because he wanted to encourage Fu Ming.
Fu Ming affirmed, "Don't worry, I will study hard and get into a good university!"
"Getting into college is not just words, it depends on actual actions." Huo Jingchen's voice came from the door.
Fu Ming suddenly became nervous when he saw Huo Jingchen, and most of his arrogance was weakened.
"Brother Huo."
"I'll go in and cook some noodles for you while you chat."
Huo Jingchen came in smelling of alcohol, with two collars unbuttoned, and the man looked cold.
"Your sister-in-law is getting married today, and you want her to cook for you?" Huo Jingchen's face was expressionless, but her tone was inexplicably stern.
Fu Ming stood up awkwardly, almost begging, "Sister-in-law, I'm really not hungry, please stop being busy."
Xia Mi pondered: "..."
She turned around and returned to the house, giving the two of them space to copy.
The room fell into silence. Huo Jingchen opened a milk candy and put it in his mouth. The sweet milk flavor spread on his tongue. He felt less bad for a moment.
"You go to the city and study hard. Don't worry about living expenses. If you need anything, tell Uncle Lin and he will buy it for you. You are an adult, so don't be embarrassed to be thick-skinned."
Huo Jingchen's voice softened, like an elder brother giving instructions to his younger brother.
"Don't talk about pensions to others. Pretending to be poor is a good thing."
Fu Ming nodded obediently and plucked up the courage to speak, "Brother Huo, I want to apologize to you today. I apologize for being ignorant and not knowing what to say, and for accidentally hurting you. I'm sorry!"
After finishing speaking, Fu Ming bowed deeply towards Huo Jingchen.
Huo Jingchen's eyes flashed slightly, and she fell into memories. She recalled Fu Ming hysterically telling him to die, asking him to pay for Captain Fu's life, saying that he was a connected person, just a person who came to gild the grassroots, and that he was stepping on Captain Fu. Life is on the rise.
In fact, those words did not hurt Huo Jingchen at all.
Huo Jingchen has heard these words too much since he was a child and has become immune to them. Ever since he was born, people have said that he has a good life and has everything without doing anything.
So when he graduated from the military academy and was assigned to the army, he had a big fight with his father, and desperately came to Zhui Feng Island alone.
He was holding a breath in his heart, and just wanted to use his military exploits to stop all the rumors.
"Get up, you've been having trouble with me for a year just because of this?"
Fu Ming was stunned, "Aren't you the same?"
"You went crazy when you saw me during that time. I'm not a fool. Why do I have to rush to get scolded by you? I feel uncomfortable, and it will also irritate you.
If something happens to you, I will really become a sinner of your old Fu family. I will bear two lives with the surname Fu. I can't afford it. ”
Huo Jingchen's throat was dry, and the words he spoke were filled with sadness and guilt. Fu Ming thought of his former self and regretted it, his face felt hot.
"Brother Huo, I'm sorry..."
"Okay, go to the cafeteria to eat. I asked them to leave a meal for you alone. If you don't go, it will be cold. I will personally take you to the city tomorrow morning."
This topic is too heavy for both Fu Ming and Huo Jingchen.
Just click as far as it goes. Being confused about who is right and who is wrong will only tie people up.
"Then can I still write to you in the future?"
Huo Jingchen laughed angrily, her laughter was low and sweet, "Okay."
The two started talking, and Fu Ming suddenly became cheerful and agreed with a smile, "Okay, then I'm going to eat."
After saying that, the young man left with brisk steps.
Xia Mi sat in front of the dressing mirror, untied her ponytail, took off her hair, and her scalp instantly relaxed.
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Slowly, she smelled a hint of alcohol in the air. She turned around and saw Huo Jingchen standing at the door, looking at her.
He had a pair of beautiful eyes, with thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and a faint smile in his dark pupils.
Xia Mi felt that Huo Jingchen's eyes were as affectionate as those of a dog.
"How much wine did you spill on yourself?" Xia Mi frowned, his delicate eyebrows stained with dissatisfaction.
"How do you know I didn't drink? In order to come back, I forced myself to drink six glasses of wine before escaping from them."
Xia Mi didn't want to talk, and put his hands behind his head, preparing to tie a looser braid again.
Huo Jingchen watched quietly, the woman's slender white fingers were running through the black hair. Her fingers were nimble and her white neck was exposed when she pulled her hair back.
A strand of hair fell out of place, very unexpected.
Huo Jingchen walked over, stretched out his index finger to pull out the strand of hair, and rubbed the rough fingertips against the woman's delicate skin.
Xia Mi felt as if she was electrocuted, her back straightened and became stiff. She turned around and glared at the man, thinking he was playing a prank.
"What are you doing?"
"Be good to others and do good deeds, and help you catch fish that slip through the net."
Xia Mi reached out and touched a stray strand of hair, and looked at Huo Jingchen with a wary expression, "Just tell me."
"Will you just listen to what I say?"
Xia Mi hummed, untied her hair, and prepared to braid it again.
"I said that I have nothing to do with Jing Xiaoran and I didn't know she was coming. Do you listen?"
Xia Mi slowed down, "Is she the faxiao you mentioned?"
Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple rolled, and she admitted generously, "Well, it's not really a child. She is five years younger than me. She should be said to be a neighbor's sister."
"Yes, they are both sisters." Xia Mi snorted, sarcastically, "Then how do you plan to arrange her?"
The wedding was messed up by uninvited guests, and no one was in a good temper.
"Of course I'm going back to where I came from." Huo Jingchen took off her coat because of the heat, revealing a white shirt underneath.
"Since you are your sister, why don't you let others play for a few more days."
Xia Mi blurted out sour words. When she realized something was wrong, the man opposite was already staring at her with a smile on her face.
"I didn't expect you to have masochistic tendencies and have such a strong taste?"
After being serious for less than two seconds, Xia Mi stood up and left. He went out and took a broom and stuffed it into his hand. "I went to sweep the floor when I was free."
Huo Jingchen let go of the broom and took the person who came to the door into his arms.
"You came here on your own initiative."
Xia Mi looked into the man's lustful eyes and panicked in her heart, "Huo Jingchen, you are crazy. I took the initiative to bring you a broom."
She bit her tongue and tried to wake up the man.