Age: My Small World

Chapter 89 Rushing for it

"Brother Xiaoshan, I can't accept it."

Facing the shoes that Yang Jun handed over again, Cheng Xiaoyu pursed her lips and pushed them back with a firm expression.

"These shoes can be given to Sister Hongmei and Sister Yumei. I have them myself." As she said this, she couldn't help but hide her feet behind her back.

But both shoes were worn to the extreme. Not only were there several patches on the front, but the heels were completely broken. Where else could they be hidden?
In other words, labor is now considered beautiful, and wearing patched clothes and shoes is actually an honor. Otherwise, the little girl would be embarrassed to wear these shoes again.

In fact, it won’t take long, just a month or so, and her shoes will be completely scrapped.

"Actually, I bought them all. Not only my sister, but my mother has some too."

Of the ten pairs of shoes Yang Jun bought last time, six were for Li Xiaohua and her two sisters. It was only out of consideration that he gave each of them one pair.

Of the other four pairs, two were his own, one was given to the old man, and the last pair was for Xiao Yuer.

As he spoke, he continued to take things out of the cloth bag.

Well, this was placed there in advance, not taken out from the space temporarily.

Normally, everyone's books are placed in the classroom, and only a few are carried with them to study, so the cloth bag has quite a lot of space.

Seeing him take out three pairs of shoes in succession, Xiao Yuer finally understood why his bag suddenly became so bulging.

However, even though there were facts proving that there were enough shoes, she still shook her head.

"I can't have it."

"Brother Xiaoshan, you will be the man of the family in the future. You must learn to take care of the family. This pair of shoes is very expensive. If you give it to someone else casually, your aunt will scold you." She said earnestly, feeling that Brother Xiaoshan had suddenly become a spendthrift.

Yang Jun didn't expect that Cheng Xiaoyu would teach him a lesson.

He looked up at the sky speechlessly, then lowered his head again to look at Cheng Xiaoyu who was still lecturing, and said viciously: "Anyway, I'm going to give you these shoes today, you have to take them even if you don't want them."

"Yang Jun, you are addicted to threatening me now, right?" The little girl glared at him for the first time, and immediately turned into a hot pepper, showing the spicy nature that she had taken the initiative to stand up for him when he was bullied before.

For some reason, when Cheng Xiaoyu was in front of him, she was a cute and weak girl, but in front of others, she was a strong woman from Shandong Province who could support a family.

Although he is thin, his spirit is very strong.

Seeing her grinning, Yang Jun couldn't help laughing. He still couldn't get used to this side of her.

"Okay, stop being so pretentious. At worst, you can just return it to me later." Yang Jun rubbed her pigtails, instantly turning the imposing little girl into a kitten.

"It's annoying. I can't afford it." She rolled her eyes cutely.

Yesterday, my seventh uncle came to our house and said that the village’s debts could be settled. The Cheng family breathed a sigh of relief.

But Cheng Xiaoyu was thinking in her heart that when she made money in the future, she would definitely pay off the village’s debt.

Deep down, she is a person who doesn't accept anything given out of pity.

However, even if the debt was paid off, there was still not much money left at home, and it was difficult to even take out a few dollars.

"Well, if I really can't pay it back, I can use you as collateral later."

Yang Jun said with a smile, it was just a joke.

But after looking at Cheng Xiaoyu carefully, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Perhaps it was because he nourished Xiaoyuer with spiritual water every few days, which made Xiaoyuer's skin become a little whiter, and it looked even more rosy under the setting sun.

With her beautiful facial features, he had to admit that his childhood sweetheart, who had grown up together, was really pretty.

Being stared at by Yang Jun like this, coupled with the words he said, Cheng Xiaoyu's face instantly turned red.

"Brother Xiaoshan, what nonsense are you talking about!" She stamped her feet, a trace of shame flashing across her face.

She wanted to run forward, but suddenly stopped. Then she turned around and took the shoes that had been stuffed into Yang Jun's hand.

"That's what you said."

She only left behind these inexplicable words.

But combined with Yang Jun's joke just now, it didn't seem so funny anymore.

Yang Jun's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a somewhat complicated one.

"It's great to be at the age of first falling in love."

He shook his head, caught up with the girl in front of him in the evening breeze, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

After returning to the village.

The two young men and women who should have been walking one in front and one behind were now walking one on the left and one on the right.

There was still a little bit of fatigue on their faces, after all, they had been walking for an hour.

"Xiao Yu'er..." Yang Jun called out, and then saw Cheng Xiaoyu looking over quickly.

Looking at the delighted look in her eyes, he coughed and then said, "I just want to say that I have to go look for Uncle Seven after dinner. You wait for me at the intersection."

"I know. It's okay if you come later. I can go pick some up first and give them to you then."

The little girl said easily.

"No, just wait for me."

After a few days of eating from the same pot, everyone had already figured out the experience, so it wasn't that crowded anymore and could be handled easily.

What made Yang Jun feel ashamed was that the cooks in the grain field really didn't care about the consumption of fine grains and meat. In recent days, they could hardly stop eating fish and meat.

At the beginning, everyone had diarrhea every day because of the greasy food, but now it’s much better.

When the two came to eat, it was almost the end of the meal. They guessed that the meal would be prepared earlier in a few days, so they should plan to eat at school and then come back.

We made stewed goose today, and Xiao Yuer was lucky enough to get half a leg, which he quickly put into his bowl.

"Brother Xiaoshan, eat this. It will help you gain strength."

Seeing how happy she was, Yang Jun didn't refuse.

"Then you eat mine." He handed her his meat, and the little girl took it with a smile.

I took a bite of the goose leg and the aroma of goose meat filled my nose. The soft and tender meat seemed to have melted into crumbs and I could swallow it after chewing it a few times.

"It tastes good, right?" Cheng Xiaoyu seemed a little proud of it.

"This is what my mother did."

Yang Jun knew that Fan Ping went to help with cooking. It was also arranged by Aunt Qi according to the degree of financial difficulty of the family. The reason why Li Xiaohua was not among them was because there were other families in the village who were even worse off than the Yang family. Several widows and old men did not have the housekeeping ability like Li Xiaohua, which led to the family being seriously stretched to the limit. It was not an exaggeration to say that they had to drink porridge all day long, and the children in the family were almost as thin as skeletons.

However, I haven’t seen Aunt Fan Ping come out to get food these days, which is a bit strange.

So he asked.

Xiao Yuer looked around before quietly telling him that her mother was responsible for cooking and cleaning up leftovers.

It sounds like hard work, but it's actually a good job.

You can taste the food while cooking, and even eat until you are full. At the end, you can clean up the leftovers and take some extra food home.

That is to say, there is enough food now, so this location is not obvious. I am afraid that it will be snatched up by others after a while.

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