Age: My Small World

Chapter 489 Are you okay?
Village entrance.

Yang Jun and Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the four people from the Cheng and Yang families waving in the distance, and waved as well.

"Mom, Aunt Ping, please go back quickly."

He shouted, not knowing whether the person on the other end could hear him.

Until the two of them could hardly see the village, they could still be vaguely seen.

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little sentimental and left with almost red eyes. At this time, she couldn't help but throw herself into his arms and shed a few tears.

"Brother Xiaoshan, we won't be able to see mom and the others for a long time."

"Be good, when we graduate and get jobs, we'll bring Aunt Ping and the others to live in Beijing. Then we can always be together."

As he said this, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly had a goal in mind.

"Yeah, once we all get a job, everything will be fine."

Her mind was suddenly filled with work and making money. For a little girl, being able to make money was a great thing.

"Brother Xiaoshan, should we find a bigger place to live? Mom would have one room, my second sister would have one room, and we would have one room. My mom and Aimin would come visit us occasionally, so we'd have to prepare two rooms as well. That would mean we'd need at least five rooms. Is there a house that big?"

My goodness, she has already started to imagine what it would be like for everyone to live together.

Yang Jun patted her head.

"I still have a few years to go before I finish college, so I'll take my time to think about it."

"Don't pat your head. What if you get slapped and become stupid?" She pouted, but held his hand tightly.

"Also, we have to include Aunt Ping and Ai Min. It would be best if we could bring them to live with us in the future."

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head slightly: "This is different."

"By the way, Xiaoshan, can I leave some of my salary to mom after I start working? I'll give you the rest after Aimin finishes his studies."

Yang Jun pinched the silly girl's face helplessly: "Xiao Yu'er, why are you so cute?"

The two of them were not far away when Yang Jun pulled out the bicycle.

Cheng Xiaoyu was already used to it and got into the car with peace of mind.

After entering the county town, I happened to meet Jiang Xueying.

She was still as cold as ever, with a slight hint of warmth in the red scarf around her neck.

Jiang Xueying glanced at the two of them and said, "You're late. We agreed to leave at 8 o'clock."

"It's still early. The bus to the north gate might not arrive yet. We still have time."

Yang Jun walked in the middle, with a girl on each side, both of whom were quite eye-catching.

When I arrived at the north gate, I didn’t see any bus.

So the three of them waited there.

The arrival time of the car is not certain, we can only say it is an approximate time, and most of the time it will be late.

To Yang Jun's surprise, the two girls came together and started chatting without calling him.

After a while, they even started talking and laughing, and there seemed to be no barriers between them at all.

Yang Jun even suspected that they were best friends.

Sure enough, the relationships between girls are always unpredictable.

Fortunately, the car arrived in time.

They carried their luggage into the car, let the two girls sit by the window, and Yang Jun sat in the aisle.

They continued talking.

This time Yang Jun listened a little and found that they were just talking about things they did at home and interesting things that happened at school.

What surprised him was that most of the time it was Cheng Xiaoyu who was talking and Jiang Xueying who was listening.

Obviously this girl doesn't pay so much attention on weekdays.

Yang Jun felt that he sometimes ignored girls' desire to share and their concerns. For example, Cheng Xiaoyu would not chatter to him about these things.

Are you afraid that he will be bored?

It was not until the little girl fell asleep due to dizziness from talking that Yang Jun carefully touched Jiang Xueying's arm.

"Are you all… okay?"

Jiang Xueying looked at him in surprise: "Is there anything wrong? Xiaoyu'er is fine."

Yang Jun was silent for a moment, then shook his head. Then the girl suddenly burst into laughter.

"Why? Are you afraid that I will bully your wife?"

"Then why don't you care about me? You didn't even come to the city when you came back this time."

She curled her lips, feeling a little depressed and unhappy.

Yang Jun naturally would not tell her that he had secretly returned to the capital.

"I'm afraid you'll bother me, so I want to wait a little longer."

"How could I bother you?!" She was anxious and explained quickly, then realized something and turned her eyes away again.

"Huh? Where are we?" It turned out that Cheng Xiaoyu woke up and asked in a daze with his eyes opened.

"It's still early, you should sleep a little longer."

Jiang Xueying gave the little girl her shoulder to lean on.

Believe it or not, she really fell asleep again in no time.

Yang Jun handed over a scarf and said, "Cover her up, don't let her catch a cold."

Jiang Xueying nodded: "You are considerate."

Then he covered Cheng Xiaoyu with the scarf.

But when her little face turned around, her eyes were quite resentful.

Yang Jun whispered, "I wrote you a letter and went out of town."

"Then what did you do?" Compared to Cheng Xiaoyu who didn't ask, Jiang Xueying was much more generous.

"Secret."

Jiang Xueying rolled her eyes: "I guess it's not a good thing."

After a long time, she could see what kind of person Yang Jun was.

Of course, this does not affect her own judgment and decision.

The two chatted with each other from time to time, and even if it was just some nonsense, it felt warm to each other's ears.

When they were almost at the provincial capital, Cheng Xiaoyu finally woke up.

"Xiao Yu'er, did you not sleep well last night? You looked very sleepy all the way."

She said a little embarrassedly, "I was leaving soon, so I kept talking to my mother last night. She didn't even get up this morning."

As he said this, he stuck out his tongue, which was quite cute.

Yang Jun was a little amused and helpless. No wonder Aunt Ping's eyes were red before. It turned out that it was not only because of the sadness of separation, but also because of staying up late.

"Student Jiang, is Aunt Chen okay?"

He forgot to ask this.

Jiang Xueying narrowed her eyes: "My mother is very good, and she even thought of inviting you to dinner."

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes also turned to Yang Jun.

"Ahem, Aunt Chen is too polite. I haven't even visited her yet."

"Brother Xiaoshan, next time you go to Jiang's house, take me with you. I can help with cooking."

"Okay, let's talk about it later when we have a chance."

Yang Jun quickly changed the subject. If he really brought Cheng Xiaoyu to her house, Aunt Chen would probably not welcome him but say farewell.

To a certain extent, they will also send people off with knives.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could even see a certain literary young woman secretly laughing at him, as if she was making fun of him.

"Xiao Yu'er, next time you must come as a guest with Yang Jun. Then I will let you taste my cooking skills."

"Okay, it's a deal then."

It is said that three girls can make a play, and now it seems that two girls can also sing a play.

Yang Jun listened to their conversation and for a moment he didn't know which one was a lie.

"Well, that's no problem."

(End of this chapter)