Ding Zi was not wearing a school uniform. She wore a light red T-shirt on the upper body and a plain cropped pants underneath. The sandals were taken off and placed next to her. Her crystal calves and feet were exposed. She sat on the clean grinding stone floor on the ground, holding several books in her hand. One was "Nalan Ci" and the other one was "The Biography of Li Yu Ci" that was reading. It was coincidentally "Six Records of the Floating Life".

When Yang Qingyun saw her, she lowered her head, her eyes were red, as if she was secretly crying. When she heard the word "Ding Zi", she seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly put down the book, wiped her eyes with her hand, and then quickly stood up.

When she saw that the person who called her name was Yang Qingyun, her expression became very strange in an instant. Her lips were tilted, but she didn't say anything.

At this time, Ding Zi was very different from her usual generous and free manners, with a obviously awkward expression and even a little annoyed...

"Chen Fu is really in a bad fate, and Yun is even more beautiful and has a poor life. Girls often feel moved to tears when reading this book. You must have read it too much!" Yang Qingyun said.

"Six Records of the Floating Life" is an autobiographical memoir. The protagonist is from the Qing Dynasty. The book depicts the daily life of the protagonist and his wife. The strokes are touching, but tears are definitely not enough. Yang Qingyun said this to resolve Ding Zi's embarrassment.

When Yang Qingyun called Ding Zi, she didn't see her expression, otherwise she wouldn't have been so abrupt...

"Hey!" Ding Zi yelled, her expression slowly returned to normal. She raised her eyebrows: "It's only been more than 40 days in the college entrance examination, are you still reading these miscellaneous books?"

Yang Qingyun sneered: "I'm here to buy information. I've just read this book a little before!"

Ding Zi glanced at Yang Qingyun, wondering whether the boy in front of her was looking for her deliberately. She thought it seemed unlikely that she came soon after the bookstore opened. It was already past noon!

Either intentionally or by chance, Ding Zi let out a breath, and the anger in her heart that was offended by abruptly was completely calmed down, and she said, "Then you buy the information well, I'll withdraw it first! If you don't come back quickly, you will be punished by the head teacher if you are late!"

Ding Zi put on sandals and put the book back on the bookshelf, but left a book called "Nalan Ci". She turned around and wanted to leave. Yang Qingyun smiled and said, "I have read Nalan Rongruo's song "Dian Jiang Lip". I will ask for more advice from classmate Ding if you have the opportunity in the future!"

Ding Zi paused and turned her head and said, "You should learn your mathematics, physics and chemistry well. If you can't get into college, it will be useless for your parents to train you for so many years!"

After Ding Zi finished speaking, she left. After paying the bill at the door, she walked outside. There were a lot of people coming and going. Seeing the abortion, she felt irritated.

"There are 48 days left in the college entrance examination, and I feel uncomfortable every day!" Ding Zi shook her head, thinking about the things at home, and her mood became even more depressed. She raised her hand and called a human-powered tricycle to let the master go to No. 1 Middle School, and her emotions were difficult to calm down along the way.

After her parents divorced, Ding Zi felt that she was really abandoned by the world overnight. She thought about her father, her mother, and the little things that the family of three had lived from childhood to adulthood. She thought that such a life would never come again in the future. Her heart felt as uncomfortable as a knife, and her tears couldn't help but flow.

She sat in the car and kept reminding herself to be strong. After erasing her tears, she looked at the "Nalan Ci" in her hand. Suddenly she thought of Yang Qingyun just mentioned a song "Dianjiang Lip". She opened it casually, and by chance, it was just a song "Dianjiang Lip".

Nalan's poem says: "A kind of eyebrow, the lower string is not as good as the first string. Yu Lang is not old, so why is it sad early? The plain wall shines in a slanted light, and the bamboo shadows swept across the window. The empty room is quiet, and the crows are crying to dawn, so he goes down the west stairs again."

"Why is it so sad? Did that guy want to say this? Ask me why I am sad?" Ding Zi murmured. As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but chuckled: "This guy is so complicated to read books, he knows everything! Is there a saying that people should not behave like this?"

However, she immediately pursed her lips and said, "Cut, why are you pretending to be educated? This is obviously a memorial poem, and you don't feel discouraged?"

Although she said this, when she looked at the sentence "The lower string is not as good as the first string", she was suddenly touched. The short seven words contained a profound truth. My parents are both smart and powerful people. Could it be that they cannot understand this simple truth? Her emotions once again fell into an extremely low point.

Besides, after Yang Qingyun met Ding Zi by chance in the bookstore, he didn't have much intention to read books anymore, and then paid the bill to prepare to go back to school.

He didn't want to take the bus and was about to walk back, because he still had time anyway!

Returning to No. 1 Middle School from Xinhua Bookstore, you have to pass by Yongping Cinema on the way. This is the only place in a small county town where you can watch movies and you can watch them all day on Sundays.

When passing by the theater, the door was deserted. Yang Qingyun suddenly thought that the movie was impacted by the video hall in the late 1990s, and the theater business was very depressed. The state-owned theater in the county should have been about to go bankrupt in the past two years.

Also, looking west from the street, you can see two towering chimneys, which are two state-owned cement factories in the county. Yang Qingyun remembers that these two companies also went bankrupt this year. In addition, with fertilizer factories, etc., the small county town is undergoing an extremely painful transformation.

Yang Qingyun was filled with thoughts, and suddenly he heard someone shouting: "Yang Qingyun!"

Yang Qingyun suddenly looked up, and couldn't help but be shocked, because the one standing in front of him was Si Qiao. Seeing that this woman was wearing a skirt today, wearing gold silk sandals with heels under her feet, and her slender long and naked

|It is exposed in the air, as white as ivory.

"Si Qiao? You..." Yang Qingyun subconsciously took a step back. The woman was too tall and was much taller than Yang Qingyun in high heels.

Si Qiao blinked her eyes and said, "What's wrong? Have I scared you?"

Yang Qingyun smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm not scared! But..." According to Yang Qingyun's idea, how could this woman suddenly appear? Shouldn't she be with Wen Rong at this time? What did Wen Rong do?

"It's good that I'm not scared! I watched you enter Xinhua Bookstore and have been waiting here!" Si Qiao said.

Yang Qingyun said: "What are the beauty waiting for me? Do you want to see what information I bought?"

Si Qiao giggled, pointed her finger forward, and said, "It's nothing big. I thought you'd have to go back to school, so I thought I could have a companion! Let's go back to the Bund?"

Yang Qingyun looked along Si Qiao's finger and saw a river there, the Li River, the mother river in Yongping County, and the street along the river was the Bund. This is the most beautiful place in the county town. The big river flows eastward, and the clear water reflects the blue sky.
Chapter completed!