The little girl gave up immediately and looked at Meng Fansen behind her aggrievedly, "Dad, Auntie isn't going."
Zhang Xueqing gave Xinxin an electric heater and asked her to hold it while looking at the tall man.
"My mother called and said that the pig will be killed today and she asked me to take you back to have fun."
This sounds weird.
"Aren't there so many pigs above you? Why do you want to kill them at my aunt's place?"
"My mother raised her own pigs. It's not the New Year. Every household has to kill the New Year pigs. The old lady specially asked me to take you there to try her craftsmanship."
Thinking of the old lady with whom he had been friends for many years, Zhang Xueqing's mouth couldn't help but curve.
It doesn't seem impossible to go there.
"Then just wait for me and I'll clean up."
Seeing that she agreed, Meng Fansen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was still damn good, otherwise he might not be able to sway the woman in front of him.
"Great, let's go out and play with auntie!"
Xinxin was very excited. She had never been out with her aunt before. She really wanted to introduce her to all her friends.
"By the way, it's very cold outside today, please wear more clothes."
Meng Fansen sat on the sofa and shouted.
"knew."
The sound came from the bedroom next door.
Meng Fansen couldn't help but curl up his lips. It felt pretty good for a family of four to go out together.
In the bedroom, Zhang Xueqing was worried. She had never been to other people's homes, so she didn't know if other people's homes were as warm as hers. As long as she didn't leave the house, she could survive the winter in thin pajamas.
Taking into account my own situation, I decided to wear more clothes. I put on a pair of thick cotton pants outside the thin velvet pants, and a pair of wide-leg pants with fleece on the outside.
Thermal underwear for the upper body, a fleece denim shirt, and a light-colored fleece sweatshirt on the outside. I was worried that it would be cold if I took off my down jacket, so I added a light down jacket inside.
Off-white knitted beanie, matching neck scarf gloves, standing in front of the full-length mirror, the whole person looks plump.
Fortunately she is thin, otherwise she would be bloated if she wore so many clothes. This feels just right now.
"No, no, go now. It's too hot in the room. I'm going to sweat."
Zhang Xueqing put on her snow boots, and took the lead to go out without paying attention to the two men behind her. When she stood in the snow-covered world, she felt that the temperature was just right.
"Auntie is so beautiful!"
As soon as Xinxin came out, she was faced with Zhang Xueqing's busty dress. She covered her face too tightly and left a pair of eyes outside. She lost her former aloofness and looked more approachable.
Meng Fansen also stared at her for a long time. Although he covered his eyes tightly, he couldn't cover those lively eyes. He wanted to take her home and hide her from others.
"Why are you dazed? Aren't you cold? Lock the door and leave."
"Oh." Meng Fansen closed the door. The new anti-theft door fingerprint lock was really convenient.
Meng Fansen pulled away the co-pilot and motioned for Zhang Xueqing to sit in. Xinxin took the initiative to climb into the back seat.
Zhang Xueqing regretted it as soon as she entered the car. The car was fully heated, not much worse than her home.
Then I remembered why Xinxin was blushing. It turned out that neither of them were wearing coats, but now she was covering them tightly.
"Hello, aunt."
A voice sounded, which startled Zhang Xueqing. She turned around and saw that it was Meng Zihang. If he hadn't said anything, Zhang Xueqing wouldn't have noticed there was someone behind her.
But it was not easy for this child to take the initiative to say hello to her today. Could it be that she was afraid of the man next to her?
"Hello." Zhang Xueqing responded and went to untie her scarf.
"It takes about two hours to drive. You can take off your coat to feel more comfortable."
"Huh? So far?"
Meng Fansen nodded, "The roads in the countryside are not easy to walk. It's full of snow, so the car can't drive too fast."
Oh, that's right. Every time it snows in the city, someone will clean it up regularly and at designated locations. Shangougou doesn't have this condition.
There is a pig farm up there, and there can be more cars going back and forth. The snow is packed very solidly. If you catch up with the village with few cars, you may not even be able to see the road.
After the car left Qing'an Village and entered the main road, the road became much easier to walk. After a while, the road became more and more eccentric and narrowed.
"Isn't your home near the school?"
This road reminded Zhang Xueqing of what happened when she was in school, and she suddenly asked.
Meng Fansen tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and after a moment he said,
“The school we went to school in was moved to the current school in the town and merged into one.
The number of residents in my house has gradually decreased, and some capable people have moved to make it easier for their children to go to school, and the village has become increasingly depressed. "
No wonder, when she went to send Xu Aili to school that time, she felt that the teaching building was tall and new. It turned out that it had just been built and it had a monopoly on all the children in the nearby villages.
"Um, do you remember that we are classmates?"
Meng Fansen spoke nervously, veins popped out on the back of his hands, and he looked ahead.
"Well, I just remembered it recently. To be precise, he is an alumnus, but I don't have much impression."
She was telling the truth. Everything about him was just a few words she heard from her classmates. If Pang Manyun hadn't mentioned such a person, she wouldn't have been able to get it right.
Meng Fansen slowly relaxed his grip on the steering wheel, unknown emotions flashing in his eyes.
There are fewer and fewer residents, the roads are getting harder and harder to walk, and the lighting is much worse than their village.
"What's the name of your village?"
"I know, I know," Xinxin volunteered, "Grandma's home is in Xigao Village. Because there are mountains to the west, it's called Xigao."
"Pfft!" Zhang Xueqing couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, "Who told you?"
"Grandma, grandma said that Xigao Village used to be beautiful and had a large population, but now it's all filled with old women her age."
Thinking of the old man with a straightforward personality, Zhang Xueqing couldn't help but look forward to it, wondering what her home would be like.
"Here we are, here we are, grandma's house."
Looking in the direction of Xinxin's finger, it was steaming, and several figures could be vaguely seen busy coming in and out.
It's not like every household in Qing'an Village either has a low courtyard wall or a neat fence like hers.
Every household in Xigao Village has no courtyard walls. It is just a courtyard simply fenced with wood, leaving a hole for easy entry and exit. There is not even a gate.
This...seems to be quite poor.
Seeming to see her doubts, Meng Fansen explained, "They are used to this. It's not that they can't afford to pretend to be new, they just don't think it's necessary."
Zhang Xueqing turned her head blankly and looked at the man who spoke. The facade of her home is not necessary? Are all the people in Xigao Village so open-minded?
When Zhang Xueqing got out of the car, entered the courtyard, opened the door, and stepped into the pit, she completely understood that she was still too short-sighted and too old-fashioned. Take a look at this house.
It is said that her house is a lattice with gold edges, then Meng Fansen’s mother’s house is the real rags of the God of Wealth.
