Chapter 408 The wedding is approaching

Style: Romance Author: Sui XiaoWords: 2186Update Time: 24/01/10 20:52:29
It snowed intermittently for three days that day, and it was extremely cold. The students' physical education classes did not stop. Not only did they not stop, they also developed new teaching subjects, becoming the first to complete the changes in the village primary school curriculum reform plan. subjects.

This matter starts with Feng Wei.

After the wild boars came down the mountain, Su Yuncheng disliked him so much that he made training arrangements for him that were no less than those he had in the army. Su Yuncheng originally planned to let Feng Wei start practicing from the next day, but he was too busy with things to do, so he delayed.

Now that everything was settled, Su Yuncheng had nothing to do and had nothing to do in the village, so he put the special training for Comrade Feng Zhenzhen on the agenda.

On the first day, Feng Zhenzhen ran ten kilometers with his luggage on his back against the cold wind. As soon as he took a breath, he was kicked to the drying field for boxing;

The next day, still the same;

The third day...

On the fourth day, the snow on the grain drying field was too thick. Feng Wei happily thought that he would not have to box today. However, Su Yuncheng said that someone cleared the snow on the village primary school playground every day and took him directly to a corner of the playground.

Feng Wei wanted to cry but had no tears.

Now that the weather is cold, the villagers are busy making matchboxes at home and rarely go out. No one can see him getting kicked on the drying field, but the playground is different. There are all children here. If he gets kicked...

In order to save face, Comrade Feng Zhenzhen punched him vigorously and exerted extra force.

The students were just curious at first, but then they didn't know who started to follow him. Later, Wen Lan directly found Feng Wei and asked him to teach the children boxing during physical education class.

Sister Lan said that many children want to be soldiers. Starting to practice now will be good for the future. Even if they are not soldiers, it will be good for their health!

Sister Lan said that both boys and girls have to practice. Look, no one dares to mess with Aunt Wang? Deterrence by force is always the simplest and most effective.

Sister Lan said, if you don't want to teach me, go find Hezi. When she tells Comrade Su... not only will you have no choice, but you will also have to get kicked twice.

Therefore, Comrade Feng Zhenzhen, who originally only needed to box for two hours a day, extended his boxing time indefinitely... because there were students who came to ask him for advice after class!

Later, not only the students from the village primary school, but also the young men in the village began to come to him...

But he couldn't blame Wen Lan - when he taught his students how to box every day, she learned more seriously than anyone else! He even saw her practicing on her own several times when there was no class.

"I think Sister Lan must have selfish motives for asking Brother Feng to teach her boxing."

In the educated youth center, Lin Nianhe said while cutting out the word "happy" from red paper.

The days passed by, and in a blink of an eye, there were only three days left before Yu Xiangqin’s wedding. There are a lot of things to prepare, and they have been busy with these things after class recently.

Wen Ruandu suddenly raised her head, her eyes sparkling: "Nianhe, what do you mean? Sister Wen Lan and Feng Wei..."

Lin Nianhe looked at her blankly: "Huh? I mean, she obviously wants to learn it."

Wen Ruoruan was very dissatisfied with this answer and blinked her eyes and asked: "It can't be the two of them...hehehe..."

"Impossible," Lin Nianhe shook his head directly, "Absolutely impossible."

If this matter had been a different heroine, Lin Nianhe would have eaten melon a long time ago. But this is Sister Lan, the sister who reminds me of my neighbor who hanged himself when listening to love poems!

melon? Forget it, Sister Lan could only do it to increase her own strength.

Wen Ruoran sighed and picked up the scissors again.

"Sister Xiangqin's parents will arrive tomorrow, right?" Wen Ruoruan couldn't help but raised her head again and asked after a while.

"Yes," it was Wang Xue who answered her, "Aunt Wang moved an empty room out, and she went to the brigade leader's house to spend a few days with her joy."

"Speaking of which, should Sister Xiangqin's luggage be moved there in advance? Or should it be moved on the wedding day?"

"I brought them with me on the wedding day."

"In my hometown, it was three days in advance."

"Ask Xiangqin later."

"I asked, and she said she didn't remember either..."

Several unmarried girls

, chirping while working and worrying about other people's marriages.

They occasionally quarrel and fight from time to time. They have long forgotten how tit-for-tat they were when they first met.

Snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the red paper and red cloth in the house reflected the snow on the window lattice red.

The next day.

Widow Zhao borrowed the bicycles of Li Dahe and Lin Nianhe, and went to the train station with Yu Xiangqin to pick up Yu's parents.

Maybe it was because of the heavy snowfall for days that the train was delayed. Widow Zhao took out a dollar from her pocket and gave it to Yu Xiangqin. She pointed to the state-owned restaurant not far away and said, "My dear, you go and have a bowl of noodles. I'll wait here."

Yu Xiangqin shook his head and put the money back into her hand: "You don't know my parents. If you want to wait, I'll wait. Besides, I'm not hungry either."

"If you're not hungry, go have a bowl of hot soup."

"Isn't that free? Why spend money to drink water?"

"..."

The two of them had been getting along for a long time, and they began to talk casually. Yu Xiangqin often couldn't keep her mouth shut, and Widow Zhao also acted out of control from time to time.

Overall... quite harmonious.

The two of them waited in the northwest wind for more than half an hour, and then Yu Xiangqin saw her parents in the crowd.

Her dad was wearing his most respectable black leather jacket, and his hair was combed back meticulously. He must have tidied it up before getting off the car, but he was carrying a big bag on his back and two huge sacks in his hands. Look. It’s quite interesting;

Her mother was wearing the red woolen coat and black leather shoes that she had only worn when she got married, and only had a net bag in her hand. When she saw Yu Xiangqin, she came at a trot, regardless of whether Dad Yu could keep up.

"My daughter, my daughter..."

Holding her daughter in her arms, Yu's eyes were red.

Dad Yu walked over quickly. He didn't say anything. He just looked at Yu Xiangqin from beginning to end with red eyes, and again and again.

Yu Xiangqin sniffed and patted Yu's mother on the back: "Why are you crying? People who don't know think I..."

Widow Zhao quickly interrupted Yu Xiangqin's unfinished words: "My in-laws, is it cold? Can you still bear it?"

Widow Zhao pushed the bicycle over and said with a smile, "I'm sorry. My son was supposed to come to pick up his parents, but he was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago and the aisle is not clear. Don't pick on me."

Mother Yu wiped away her tears and looked at Widow Zhao.

From the bottom of her heart, she was dissatisfied. Of course she wanted her daughter to go back to the city and marry a city man instead of facing the earth with her back to the sky all her life, but...

Yu's mother smiled and said, "Hello, mother-in-law, thank you for coming to pick me up. We will be a family from now on, so please don't say such things. Is the child's foot feeling better?"

In fact, she is more afraid of being picked on by the other party than Widow Zhao. After all, her daughter will have to live in other people's homes from now on. What's the use of showing off for a while? She can't be here to support her daughter every day.

"Much better. I can walk on the ground without delaying anything." Widow Zhao rubbed her hands and said, "Have the in-laws eaten? Let's go to the state-owned restaurant for a bite first?"

For this meal, she even gave Lin Nianhe eggs in exchange for food stamps.

She didn't know what the rules were for people in the city, but she thought that people couldn't just leave the train on an empty stomach.