Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 662 Young Man Admires 7

He hesitated for a moment towards Lingyao who was still sleeping, afraid that the noodles would become clumping. That small handful of noodles and eggs were all cooked in this bowl, and if they clumped together they would be gone.

Zhang Dingyu still gently woke Lingyao up.

"Eat first, then sleep."

Lingyao opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Dingyu for two seconds. Zhang Dingyu's hands and feet became stiff due to her direct gaze and he didn't know where to put his hands.

I had to lower my eyes and look at the ground.

Fortunately, Lingyao stood up and sat at the table after looking for a few seconds.

At the table, Zhang Dingrui was already eating a sweet potato. He knew not to touch the bowl of noodles without even asking.

Lingyao looked at the things on the table and asked Zhang Dingyu, "Why is there only one bowl?"

Zhang Dingyu was a little embarrassed: "These are all we have at home."

Lingyao: ...What nonsense is this stupid guy asking?

Lingyao hadn't had a good meal for almost two days since she got on the bus. She just ate some bread to fill her stomach. But she didn't refuse the bowl of noodles and started eating.

Zhang Dingyu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lingyao picking up her chopsticks without any disgust.

He also sat down and started eating the sweet potatoes. He had worked in the morning and was actually very hungry, so he ate very quickly and happily.

Lingyao glanced at him and reminded him: "Eat slowly." He was not afraid of choking if he ate so fast.

Zhang Dingyu's face immediately turned red. She thought she was eating too roughly and quickly slowed down her movements.

But when he was about to eat the second one, Lingyao reminded him: "Eat less, we'll go out to eat dumplings later."

When she was walking here this morning, she saw a small stall selling dumplings in the village.

Zhang Dingyu immediately pursed her lips and said, "No need, Dingrui and I can just eat sweet potatoes."

Then, as if he was afraid that Lingyao would really take them to eat dumplings later, he quickly lowered his head and took a few big bites of the sweet potatoes. Zhang Dingrui next to him glanced at his brother and followed suit.

Lingyao looked at him steadily and no longer insisted.

The three of them hurriedly ate dinner, and Lingyao asked the two brothers to pack up and leave early the next morning.

After giving this instruction, she got up and walked out.

The news that she came to pick up the two brothers today had spread throughout Taiping Village. Especially now that it was after dinner time, every household brought a few stools and placed them in front of their door, accompanied by some original fried melon seeds.

The idle grandmas and grandpas, uncles and aunts would just go from one house to another.

However, in a blink of an eye, eighteen versions of what happened in the village today had been spread.

"I heard that Ding Rui and Ding Hao from the Zhang family will be moving to the city in the future? Oh, what a lucky guy!"

"I heard that the woman was Zhang Shuijiang's lover in the city. She couldn't bear to see the two brothers being bullied by Huang Xiaofang, so she came to take her away."

"No way, that woman is so young. I heard that she is Zhang Shuijiang's eldest daughter who was born outside."

Today, Aunt Wang, who was still outside the door and heard a few mouthfuls of melon seed shells spit out from her mouth, quickly took over the conversation.

"You are all wrong! She is the daughter of Zhang Shuijiang's former comrade-in-arms. People came to take her away out of nostalgia."

Aunt Wang's words caused a booing.

"It's impossible. They are two boys. If you ask me to raise them, I will help them..."

"Hey, hey, hey, stop talking, she's coming..."

One of the sharp-eyed aunts saw Lingyao from afar and quickly informed her old sisters. The women sitting together immediately fell silent and cast their eyes at Lingyao who was walking towards them.

Lingyao just passed them by and went straight towards the group of street thugs who had nothing to do and hung around the street in groups at night.

Zhang Wengang was also among these people before, but today something happened to the Zhang family, and his family was the center of discussion. Many people also said that his family abused the two brothers Zhang Dingyu, so he simply stayed at home and did not go out.

But he didn't feel bad. After all, his family was rich now, with 20 yuan, which made them richer than anyone in the village.

The gangsters were also surprised to see this beautiful woman walking towards them.

Finally, the tall man with a Shamatte hairstyle standing in the middle spoke first and asked casually, "Beauty, what do you want us to do?" He spoke Mandarin, but with a strong accent.

Lingyao didn't waste time talking to her and directly took out two stacks of red banknotes: "I need you to do something."

……

At this time, Zhang Qinghe's family had just cleaned their original house and were still immersed in the joy of receiving 20 yuan in cash.

Zhang Wenqin also felt that things were going too smoothly, and she was actually going to study in the city!

Xiaojuan from our class had been bragging for almost three months about a trip to the city with her dad. There were KFC, ice cream, and a shopping mall that was several floors higher than their house. Now she can see them all immediately.

It's not about going out to play, but studying directly in the city! Zhang Wenqin was almost crazy with joy. If she could, she would want to grow wings and fly to the city right now.

Huang Xiaofang cleaned up casually and then became so tired that she was sweating all over and slumped in the chair.

It has been almost a while since she last did these jobs. Before this, they were all done by Zhang Dingyu's brother.

Even so, he was still despised. Zhang Wengang touched the table and found it was covered with dust: "Mom, did you forget to clean the table? How can I eat when it is covered with dust?"

Huang Xiaofang rolled her eyes, panting with exhaustion, and waved to Zhang Wenqin beside her: "Wenqin, why are you standing there? Hurry up and help wipe the table. Your mother looks so tired, but you don't even bother to lend a hand."

Zhang Wenqin didn't say anything and obediently went to get the rag to wipe the table. When she went to study in the city, she would have to ask her family for living expenses.

Zhang Wengang found a clean chair and sat down, then shouted again, "Mom, I'm hungry. I want to eat Uncle Wenquan's roast duck."

Huang Xiaofang thought that she had earned two hundred thousand yuan for free today, and it was only 15 yuan for half a roast duck. Her family could afford it!

Huang Xiaofang simply took out fifty yuan and handed it to Zhang Wengang, asking him to buy it.

Zhang Qinghe, who was standing next to him, took a look and added, "Buy two more bottles of wine and some snacks."

Zhang Wengang curled his lips and shook the fifty yuan in his hand: "How can this money be enough?"

Seeing Huang Xiaofang reaching into her pocket for money again, he quickly took out two red bills and ran away.

Huang Xiaofang was left slapping her thigh and cursing at the debt collector.

However, Zhang Qinghe next to him glanced at Zhang Wenqin who was wiping the table and said something.

"Give Wenqin fifty yuan too, and let her go shopping."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenqin quickly looked up and said, "Thank you, Dad." She didn't even ask why Zhang Wengang took two hundred and she took fifty.

Zhang Qinghe looked at his filial daughter in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. This girl was his investment now. In order to prevent her from forgetting about their family after she went to the city, he naturally had to treat her well.

The family ate meat and drank wine, and they didn't feel the slightest bit bad about the impending departure of Zhang Dingrui and his brother.

……

When Lingyao returned to the old house, the two brothers Zhang Dingyu and Zhang Dingrui had just returned from visiting their parents' graves.

The things in the house were almost packed up. The two brothers had very little stuff, only three sets of clothes, two thin sets and one thick set. The thick set was covered with cotton cover, which they would take off and wash when it got dirty.