Chapter 1274 Travel

There was a sudden engine sound, and Song Yunping subconsciously looked up.

On the road coming from the county, she saw a three-wheeled motorcycle driving over. The man driving the motorcycle was someone they had just met once. They were alone for twenty minutes. It made her happy and worried. Wang Yan.

She quickly stood up, walked up the slope, and stood on the side of the road, waiting for Wang Yan's arrival.

When the motorcycle came over, Wang Yan raised his head with a smile: "Are you waiting for me?"

"No, I'm just outside to bask in the sun and read a book for a while."

"It's okay, don't be embarrassed." Wang Yan raised his eyebrows at her, and without waiting for her shyness, he increased the accelerator and parked the motorcycle in front of Song's house.

Song Yunping came over and said, "Is this the motorcycle from your factory?"

"This motorcycle is about to catch up with me in age. The county police department broke it down and couldn't repair it. I asked the factory to take it over and repaired it myself after more than a month of tinkering."

"I didn't ask you."

"I just wanted to tell you."

Wang Yan smiled, then took a bag from the carriage and sent it over. Song Yunping subconsciously caught it, and then her hand sank suddenly, almost falling to the ground.

She asked: "What is this?"

"I have given you a review outline and textbooks. In addition, I also got you some books to pass the time."

As he said that, Wang Yan took out another bag from the carriage and met Song's mother who came out after hearing the sound: "Aunt, I brought this for home, please keep it."

"Oh, Wang Yan, please take it back quickly, we don't want it." Mother Song refused repeatedly.

After a small dispute, Mother Song accepted the things and told Wang Yan not to bring anything over again...

Wang Yan followed him into the house and sat down at the table with Song Yunping. Song Yunping looked through Wang Yan's handwritten outline and various books. Mother Song poured tea for Wang Yan and then went outside to stay. Yes, she's out of the way.

"The handwriting is really beautiful." Song Yunping approved.

Wang Yan drank tea and nodded with a smile: "I have been practicing boy skills since I was a child."

"Can you write calligraphy?"

"What I practice is calligraphy. Isn't my grandfather a Chinese medicine practitioner? Most Chinese medicine practitioners know how to write. It was him who taught me. I started practicing when I was three years old."

"I know a little bit about it." Song Yunping nodded in approval and said, "My father also taught us, but I am not as good at writing as Xiaohui, and Xiaohui is not as good at writing as you."

"Normally, generally speaking, no one can write better than me."

Song Yunping glanced at Wang Yan, then picked up other books and changed the subject: "I haven't read any of these books."

"Tell me what you've seen."

"Selected Works of Mao, the Complete Works of Lu Xun, How Steel Was Tempered..." Song Yunping muttered a lot, mainly reading red books. "Actually, we used to have a lot of books at home, but they were all taken away and burned. I was still young at that time. , I haven’t read many books.”

At this time, there was no lack of spirit in the county town, because there was a Xinhua Bookstore in the county. Books that can be bought in big cities can be bought here, and even some books that cannot be bought in big cities can be bought here.

But books are not cheap, and Song Yunping is far away from the county seat, making it inconvenient to travel, so he doesn't read many books.

Wang Yan then nodded and said, "Then you haven't read most of my books."

"Do you have many books?"

"Two thousand copies."

"So many?" Song Yunping was surprised.

This is a normal surprise. Anyone who has read so many books in Wang Yan's family will be surprised in this day and age. After all, it was a large-scale collection and concentrated burning before.

So what surprised Song Yunping was that there was no book that topped the line.

Wang Yan understood her meaning very well and said with a smile: "Most of them are books that are not allowed to be read."

"Then how did you..."

"I was still young at that time, so I sneaked into a book burning place in the county and picked up a complete copy."

"Then later..."

"It was confiscated once, and I stole it back again."

"You are so brave."

"What now?"

"Now I have some face." Wang Yan said very modestly.

"That's great." Song Yunping explained, "I mean it's great that you have so many books to read."

"Then it's better for me. You might as well be more direct."

Song Yunping's pretty face glowed. She didn't look at Wang Yan, but seemed to be reading a book very seriously.

"Would you like to go to my house and have a look? You can bring back a few more books. We can also take a walk around the county." Wang Yan nodded to himself, "Okay, that's it. Let's go."

"ah?"

"Let's go! Motorcycles are fast. We can go back and forth in an hour. It's so convenient. Let's go."

"ah?"

Song Yunping was still a little confused. Wang Yan had already stood up and left. She hesitated for a moment, then hurried back to get some money, and then got into the sidecar. After saying hello to Song's mother, the two set off.

The sound of the churning engine echoed in my ears, the smell of insufficiently burned gasoline lingered on the tip of my nose, the cool breeze blew over my face, and the bumpy road made people feel ups and downs. At a speed of twenty kilometers per hour, it feels like lightning.

"Keep on holding on, we'll be there soon." Wang Yan turned to look at Song Yunping who closed her eyes to avoid the sand and feel the wind.

The latter shouted loudly: "I'm fine."

Wang Yan smiled and concentrated on riding the motorcycle. In this situation, it is really not suitable to talk. When I open my mouth, there is wind and sand.

Song Yunping felt very good. At this moment, in this era where she was still imprisoned, she felt free.

She looked at Wang Yan, whose hair was blowing next to her, eyes slightly squinted, and a slight smile on his lips...

After riding all the way to the door of his house and saying hello to familiar people, Wang Yan took Song Yunping into the hospital.

"You don't even lock the door?"

"You can't stop me if you want to steal it."

The door at this time did not have such a complicated structure. It was just a metal nose, screwed to the wooden door with a very ordinary lock. If you are strong enough, you can destroy the structure by forcefully opening the double door. If you are worried about the loud noise, you can get a screwdriver and pry it open, and you can easily break it and gain entry.

"Please." Wang Yan opened the door and signaled to Song Yunping.

Song Yunping walked into the house and looked at the environment: "You kept it pretty clean."

Wang Yan gave the same answer as the second aunt of the Song family, then pointed to the east and west rooms and said, "Sleep in the east room, and read in the west room."

So Song Yunping entered the west room. Although she had imagined it for a long time, seeing a pile of books in Wang Yan's house still made her feel very shocked. After all, this is not a bookstore, but a home.

The more books there are, the more immersive it becomes, and the power of culture seems to be truly reflected there. Even people who don't read or study, when they go to a bookstore and see the densely arranged books, they can't help but feel a little tempted to browse. No matter whether you go in or not, you can at least adapt to the environment and turn the two pages decently.

"There are so many. I feel like two thousand copies are too few."

Wang Yan smiled and said: "I also made an estimate, I didn't count it in detail."

"Have you seen them all?" Song Yunping asked.

"Read half of it. See what you want to see, and take it with you when you go back."

"No, what you gave me is quite a lot. It's enough for me to read for several months. Let's talk about it after you finish reading."

Song Yunping walked to the table, looked at the pile of folded calligraphy and paintings on it, and looked at Wang Yan in surprise, "You wrote them all, did you draw them?"

"It's obvious." Wang Yan nodded with a smile.

"You are so awesome."

"Thanks."

"Can I take two back and show them to my dad?"

"You can just take it all away. It's useless once you finish writing it. It will either cause fire or wipe your butt."

"What a shame."

"I wrote and drew them all. Just write and draw again. There is nothing to regret."

After the two chatted at home for a while, it was time for lunch. Wang Yan said they would go to a state-owned restaurant in the county for dinner. Song Yunping refused, but she couldn't resist, so she had to go along.

After leaving the house, Song Yunping said: "I want to go and visit my second aunt's house. We are already here. It makes no sense not to go and visit."

"Let's go."

"Then I'll go buy something."

Wang Yan shook his head, turned back to the house, and brought out another bag of fruit: "Take this."

"No, no, no, I still..."

Wang Yan didn't say much to her at all, and went to the Song family's second aunt's house first. Song Yunping had no choice but to follow.

Except for the two boys, everyone in the Song family's second aunt's family was there. Song Yunping and Wang Yan went there and received a warm welcome. He also asked them to eat here, but Wang Yan and Song Yunping refused, sat there for a few minutes and then left.

Song Yunping went out first, and the second aunt of the Song family pulled Wang Yan: "Xiao Wang, my eldest son's job..."

"I'm just asking about it. Second aunt, just keep it in mind and make sure he has classes this month."

The Song family's second aunt then let go of her hand and sent the two of them out enthusiastically.

The two were walking side by side on the road. Song Yunping asked with a smile: "What did my second aunt tell you?"

"She asked me to help arrange a job for her eldest son."

So Song Yunping fell silent. She obviously thought it was because of her relationship.

Wang Yan said with a smile: "You don't have to think too much. This matter has something to do with you, but it is not that important. I have no parents, no mother, no relatives and friends. Your second aunt introduced us on a blind date, and I went. That in itself is I inherited a love from my second aunt. I fell in love with you and liked you, and you fell in love with me. This is another one. This one will be counted as a great love when we get married.

But if the two of us don't get along, it's not the second aunt's fault, and I definitely have to thank her. Now that she has brought up her children's work problems at home, I should help her find a way out, reciprocating the favor.

The second aunt's family is still good, and they are all honest and responsible people. In fact, the child's job has become a problem now, and the family is not rich, otherwise they would definitely not open their mouths. "

Of course, Wang Yan understood the Song family's second aunt very well. Life was not an utopia. In the county where relationships were complicated, not everyone could find the so-called relationship. Then you have to find a way.

After all, their eldest son is sixteen years old and will get married in two years. He has no job and no income. How to find a good girl then is a series of things.

Song Yunping hummed, then asked: "Then can you really do it?"

"I have a bit of face." Wang Yan raised an eyebrow at her, "It's definitely not possible to be a regular employee, but it's not a big problem to arrange a temporary worker."

"Don't embarrass yourself."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile.

A few steps away, the two got on their motorcycles and set off, heading to a state-owned hotel located on a bustling street in the county.

This road is really the essence of Jinling County. The intersection is where the county government is located. On this road, there are state-owned hotels, Xinhua Bookstore, post office, banks, clothing stores, grain and oil stores, non-staple food stores, supply and marketing cooperatives, etc. , covering people’s basic necessities of life, food, clothing, housing, and production, it is an absolute CBD.

"Brother Yan."

"Hey, Brother Yan, is this your date? Hello, sister-in-law!"

"Wang Yan, what are you doing? Who is your partner?"

"Little Wang..."

Along the way, many people greeted Wang Yan, and Song Yunping was surprised to see them.

Even when he arrived at the state-owned hotel, Wang Yan chatted with the managers and service staff inside, all the way to the master chef at the back...

Wang Yan opened the bottle of soda and placed it in front of Song Yunping. Wang Yan held the cigarette that was offered to him just now, crossed his legs, leaned on the chair, drank soda and smoked, contentedly.

Song Yunping felt uncomfortable being looked at. She couldn't help but lean forward and asked curiously: "Do you know so many people?"

"How can I know them all? Most of them know me."

"What did you do? Why do so many people know you?"

"My parents passed away early, and the children bullied me at that time, so I fought with them until I went to college." Wang Yan then briefly introduced his previous bad experiences.

He won't say that he beat people half to death, beat their teeth until they lost their teeth, and frightened them so much that their feces and urine flew out. They can only talk about the grievances he suffered, the helplessness in life, and the resistance in the haze...

Jinling County is too small, with a population of less than 210,000. Among them, there are still many people in the towns and villages below. At this time, the national urbanization rate is 17.9%, and it will only be even lower if it is placed in the poor and backward Jinling County. The permanent population of Jinling County is just over 30,000.

In addition, there are relatively few entertainment activities in this era, and the relationship between people is relatively deep, so if there is something relatively lively, it will soon spread throughout the county.

According to the background given by the living father, after his parents left, he started fighting with his peers. When he was fifteen years old, his body was almost developed, and his height and weight had increased. He started fighting with adults and beat himself up. The hot spots in the county. His peers, those a few years older, a few years younger, and the families of the people he beat all knew about him.

Especially when he was sixteen years old, after his boss knocked out two of his front teeth because his job in the steel factory was squeezed out, the situation became even more intense. After that, every time he fought, he always made headlines, and the county police department was just like his family.

He is really reasonable, no matter whether he is civil or military, he is reasonable.

After he went to college for three years, he became a legend in the county. When he came back, Wang Yan also came...

"You have really suffered these years." Song Yunping was already feeling a little distressed.

Their family background was not good, and they were looked down upon and punished, but Wang Yan's family background could not be better, and he could not be more popular, and he was still bullied, and had to be like this. He was helpless, and it seemed that he was better than them. The family is miserable.

Wang Yan smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing. I haven't suffered any losses in all these years of fighting. In terms of food and drink, I received my father's salary pension in the early years. I didn't have anything short of it. I've grown up to this day. It's time to serve. Take advantage of it. Eat it hot. Eat more and see if you lose weight."

In this way, the two had lunch, walked around the streets without spending a penny, and read in the bookstore. In the afternoon, Wang Yan sent Song Yunping back to Hongwei Town.

"Here, I only have so much money." Song Yunping stood by the car and patted a few pieces of money into Wang Yan's hand, "You must accept it, otherwise... or I won't go out with you in the future. "

"I have money."

"That's yours, that's mine!"

"We are a family sooner or later, saying these kind words."

"Who is with your family? Don't talk nonsense." Song Yunping hit Wang Yan gently, "I won't keep you, otherwise it will be dark. Please pay attention to safety when riding, don't ride like that quick."

"knew."

Wang Yan responded, and then, with Song Yunping watching him, he turned the motorcycle around, waved goodbye to Song Yunping, and headed back to the county town.

Under the setting sun, Song Yunping smiled and watched the waving figure on the side of the tricycle go away. She didn't come back to her senses until she disappeared.

When she turned around to enter the house, she saw her parents standing together at the door of the yard, looking at her with a smile.

"Mom and Dad, why don't you make any movement at all?" Song Yunping was a little embarrassed.

"Why are we silent? It's because you can't hear." Mother Song snorted softly, "I didn't say that I would let you sit for a while and have dinner before going back."

"It's getting dark and it's not safe for him to ride a bicycle." Song Yunping explained, and then went back home with her parents.

Under cross-examination by her parents, Song Yunping truthfully told what they did when they went to the county. However, she wisely did not say that Wang Yan got into a fight and became a celebrity in the county. Instead, she said that her second aunt asked Wang Yan to help her family grow up. The son arranges work.

Song's mother looked at Song's father, who said, "What Wang Yan said is reasonable, but there is nothing we can do about it. It's good if he can understand."

"Then do I need to tell them about this?" Mother Song asked.

"No, why are you talking so much? They are kind enough to introduce us to Xiaoping. Wang Yan said it's okay and can be done, so let's not talk too much. Just be clear in your heart."

Song's father smiled and said, "Wang Yan is very good and transparent in this aspect."

Wang Yan could have not told their family, but he told them and agreed to do it. If Wang Yan has any special meaning, others don't like it. They just treat them as a family and let them know about the second aunt. But at the same time, he denied that the second aunt of the Song family was using Song Yunping to sell her favors, but believed that she had good intentions.

But he didn't say it out loud, not wanting Song Yunping to think too much.

He doesn't have that many abilities, and he can't do anything about his life, but he can see clearly...

"By the way, Dad, Wang Yan can write calligraphy and draw. I'll bring some back for you to see. They are all very good."

Song Yunping took out a stack of folded paper from her bag, including rice paper and newspaper, and spread it on the table to show it.

"The level is very high. Anyway, it is much better than mine. And this painting is comfortable to look at." Song's father did not comment, admitting that it was not as good as it was. He said, "Put it away, don't let anyone see it, otherwise this trouble will come again."

This is also one of the four uncles. Old ideas, old culture, old customs, old habits, calligraphy and painting art are among the old cultures. It's okay for Wang Yan to write and draw at home, but it's not good to spread it out. Although it has been seven or eight years, this is a backward county town. If a big hat is put on it, it is necessary to talk about it.

So Song Yunping folded the calligraphy and painting again and put it in her room to put it away.

Soon, dinner was ready, and the three of them chatted and laughed about Wang Yan and Song Yunhui who was studying at the university.

Song Yunping said she wanted to write a letter to Song Yunhui to talk about what happened recently...

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