Age: My Small World

Jiang Xueying has been a little irritable in recent days.

Since Jiang Ying came back, she no longer had to go back to the county town, but had to go to her home in the capital.

Every time she mustered up the courage to go back and take a look, an obstacle in her heart always stopped her, making Jiang Xueying feel awkward.

That day, Wei Wen opened the door and walked into the dormitory with a look of surprise.

"Xiaoxue, it's snowing outside. Come out with me and see."

November is coming to an end, and it is normal for it to snow in Beijing. You should know that it will still snow in November in Beijing decades later.

However, as pollution becomes more and more serious, snowy days will be postponed.

The weather is still good now, even though there are more and more steel mills in the capital and the air pollution is getting worse.

"Why is it snowing so early this year? Let me see."

There is no doubt that Jiang Xueying also likes snowflakes. Perhaps it is related to the word "snow" in her name, or perhaps it is because it snowed heavily the year her father passed away. Jiang Xueying has had a unique feeling for snowflakes since she was a child.

The moment they walked downstairs, the white snow floated in front of the bangs of the two girls and stayed there for a long time.

Jiang Xueying reached out and touched the hexagonal snowflakes. The snowflakes instantly melted into icy snow water on her fingers and fell along her fingertips.

“It’s really snowing.”

The girl was a little happy. She walked out of the eaves and came into the snow.

The light winter wind brought down flakes of snow, which gradually became a downpour.

"Oh, it would be great if the ground was covered with snow by now, then we could have a snowball fight." Wei Wen said with some regret.

"Be careful not to catch a cold. Have you forgotten that you had a fever last year?" Jiang Xueying shook her head and smiled.

"Hehe, I just need to take some medicine. Snowball fights are so much fun." Wei Wen always wanted to play, so it wouldn't be too late to worry about the cold after she had fun.

At this time, a figure emerged from the snowflakes and appeared in front of the two of them.

"Huh? Why are you all outside?"

Yang Jun was surprised.

He originally came to find Jiang Xueying, but he didn't expect it to start snowing halfway there, and then he saw the two of them getting wet in the snow downstairs.

"Yang Jun, why are you here?" Wei Wen asked casually.

"I have something to talk to Xiaoxue about. Why don't you go back first?" Yang Jun said bluntly.

However, Wei Wen shook her head. "How can you chase people away like that? Besides, it's first come, first served. I'll take Xiaoxue out to play first."

Yang Jun ignored her and asked, "You guys probably haven't eaten yet, why don't we go get something to eat together?"

Before Jiang Xueying could say anything, Wei Wen nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."

Then she leaned over to Jiang Xueying's ear and whispered, "Yang Jun hasn't paid me back for the dance lessons he took from me last time. This meal is my tuition."

Jiang Xueying rolled her eyes at her: "How can you ask for tuition like this?"

But she didn't care much, and just said to Yang Jun: "We can just pool the money for the tickets later. We can't use you alone."

Everyone’s monthly ticket quota is almost fixed. If you want more tickets, you have to buy them at a higher price, which is not worth it at all. Some people can’t even use up all the tickets, so most people don’t overspend in their lives.

If you were to entertain guests like Yang Jun did, the tickets would be used up even faster, and a month's worth of meat tickets would be used up in just one or two meals.

So Jiang Xueying was also worried that he would have to eat simple meals every day in the future.

"Okay, okay, we'll talk about it later." Yang Jun didn't hesitate. Jiang Xueying's family was technically better off than most, and Jiang Ying was back. The three of them braved the snow and arrived at the state-owned restaurant Yang Jun frequented.

After ordering a few meat dishes, Wei Wen was very happy.

"Hey, maybe we can eat meat now."

"What? Don't you have meat to eat at home?" Jiang Xueying knew that Wei Wen's father was a cadre, so his salary should not be lower than that of a worker. Although he didn't have many meat coupons, he should be able to eat stewed meat occasionally.

Wei Wen shook her shoulders. "It's my stubborn dad who keeps telling me to study hard and won't let me eat meat if I dance again. But last time, he saw me dancing for my mom, and now I can't eat meat for a month."

"Then your father really keeps his word." Yang Jun praised.

Wei Wen pushed his arm: "Which side are you from?"

"Sorry, I'm not on your side anyway."

"Tsk, what use are you to?"

They didn't notice that when Jiang Xueying heard Wei Wen and her father arguing so loudly, she seemed quite envious.

It would be good even if they could quarrel, but now she didn't even know how to talk to Jiang Ying.

Jiang Xueying couldn't help feeling a little depressed as she ate in silence.

Yang Jun's eyes were undoubtedly very sensitive, and he instantly noticed Jiang Xueying's reaction.

"Xiaoxue, is today's meal not to your liking?"

"No, I was just thinking about something."

"Yang Jun is not an outsider. Why don't you just tell him what you're thinking? It's always better to think about things together than alone."

In fact, Wei Wen had already noticed that Jiang Xueying was in a bad mood, so she insisted on following her out this time, otherwise she was unwilling to be a light bulb.

At this moment, after hearing Wei Wen's reminder, Yang Jun understood something. After looking at her gratefully, he said to Jiang Xueying, "Yes, let's work together to find a solution."

Jiang Xueying shook her head: "It's just a family matter, you know everything."

Yang Jun was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xiaoxue, it seems you still lack communication with Uncle Jiang. How about I treat Uncle Jiang to a meal? Then I can help you ask anything you want to know."

Jiang Xueying's annoyance had eased considerably upon hearing this, and she couldn't help but chuckle, "How can you be such a host? My dad has a pretty stubborn personality, and it would be a shame if the two of you started glaring at each other."

"So what? I can't let Uncle Jiang nag me."

Yang Jun said this with a relaxed look.

"Okay, it's settled. Let's go out for dinner together someday to celebrate your move to a new home."

"You're still the same. Last time you said you were moving to a new house. How's it going?"

Jiang Xueying was also quite curious about the fact that several members of Yang Jun's family had moved to the capital, but she had no intention of asking in detail.

"It's good. My second sister found a job close to where we live, so it's much more convenient to go home."

"Wow, Yang Jun, your family moved to the capital? Why didn't you tell us earlier? We should go over and celebrate."

Wei Wen said with some regret.

"It's just a move, nothing to worry about."

"This isn't a big deal. It's difficult for many people to move to Beijing and get a Beijing hukou."

Wei Wen's family wasn't originally from Beijing. They only moved there after her father was transferred. She knows how difficult it is to find a job there. (End of this chapter)