boyutpedia Chapter 169 Money In
Chapter 169 Money In
In the evening, after dinner, Lin Dongzhe and Song Ying were both at Huang Ling's house. She was knitting a sweater while keeping her eyes glued to the TV screen.
As Song Ying was knitting, her gaze suddenly paused, and her hands stopped moving as well.
She nudged Huang Ling gently with her shoulder. "Sister Ling, this is what I'm thinking: Tu Nan is on vacation for over a month, why don't you stay at my place? Dong Zhe's bed is big enough for two people."
Upon hearing this, Huang Ling was slightly taken aback at first, then quickly put down the yarn she was knitting and tightly grasped Song Ying's hand. "Song Ying, since you said so, then I won't stand on ceremony. Tu Nan can stay at your house. I was originally thinking of having Xiao Ting sleep in the attic and Tu Nan and Peng Fei sleep in the small room. You've really helped me a lot."
Song Ying reached out and gently patted Huang Ling's hand. "Sister Ling, don't be so polite. I really like Tu Nan. I wish he were Dong Zhe's own brother. With Tu Nan looking after Dong Zhe, I feel at ease."
Huang Ling covered her mouth, glanced at the children who were intently watching TV, lowered her voice, and smiled. "Haha, Song Ying, don't worry, I'll talk to Tu Nan and have him watch over Tu Nan's homework. It's good that Tu Nan is back, and Chao Ying can relax a bit since she's on vacation. I'll let Tu Nan teach those three naughty boys the new semester's courses, and Chao Ying will also have time to write."
Song Ying deliberately dragged out her words, her eyes gleaming with a hint of teasing. "Sister Ling~~~ You really feel sorry for Teacher Zhuang!"
Huang Ling glanced at Chao Ying, who was diligently writing something at the table, and leaned close to her ear. "You cherish your own man, don't you feel the same way about Engineer Lin working non-stop?"
Song Ying nodded, and the two smiled at each other, everything understood without words.
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Pengfei hasn't gone to see Qian Jin, the Uncle Qian who drives at the bus station, for more than two months.
Qian Jin had been feeling uneasy lately. He guessed what it was: Pengfei must have gone out with him in a car and been discovered by his uncle's family, who then stopped the boy from coming to see him.
I've really missed Pengfei these past few months.
He, Pengfei's father Xiangdong, and Hualin were all educated youth in the same production brigade. Pengfei was someone he had watched grow up, and they treated him like their own child.
Today he deliberately drove one less trip, planning to visit Pengfei and also pay a visit to Pengfei's uncle's family.
Qian Jin was carrying two bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor) he had brought back from Jiangxi Province when he left the truck – Gulou brand Duihua Tequ – as well as two boxes of exquisite pastries.
Qian Jin's voice rang out from outside the door. "Knock knock knock! Is this Teacher Zhuang's house?"
Huang Ling, who was watching TV, heard a knock on the door, stood up and went out, with Song Ying following curiously behind.
"Hello, I've come to see Pengfei. I'm the Uncle Qian he mentioned."
Huang Ling pushed open the door and saw Qian Jin standing outside. She looked him up and down. "Oh, Pengfei, your Uncle Qian has come to see you!"
When Zhuang Chaoying heard that Qian had come in, she put down her pen and stood up.
"You're the Uncle Qian that Pengfei was talking about? The one who drives Pengfei around in his sports cars?"
Qian Jin nodded nervously. He had always been afraid of teachers, and this sudden reaction made him feel like he was being reprimanded by his middle school homeroom teacher. He swallowed hard. "Yes, that's me, Hello, Teacher Zhuang!"
Song Ying reached out and nudged Lin Dongzhe. "Sister Ling, Dongzhe and I are going home!"
Qian Jin walked into the room, sat down in a chair, and carefully placed the two bottles of liquor and two boxes of pastries on the table.
Zhuang Chaoying extended her hand. "Sit down."
Pengfei walked over excitedly. "Uncle Qian!"
Qian Jin stood up and gestured to indicate Pengfei's height. "Pengfei, I haven't seen you for two months, you seem to have grown taller."
Pengfei chuckled and scratched his head, his tone filled with pride: "My aunt gave me this tonic, and she even gave me milk to drink."
Upon hearing this, Qian Jin reached out and gently patted Pengfei's shoulder: "Pengfei hasn't come to see me for the past two months. You must have found out that he skipped class to come to see me before. I should have come and see him too. I've watched Pengfei grow up. I've come here this time to admit a mistake to you."
Huang Ling looked at him, her expression serious but her tone calm: "Chao Ying and I are Peng Fei's temporary guardians now. You used to take him all over the place, you should at least have told us. Fortunately, nothing bad happened when they went to Shanghai last time."
Qian Jin nodded: "I was thinking that it's not easy for a child to be away from his parents. When he came to me, I just wanted to take him out to relax. I didn't force him to go back to school. That was indeed my fault. I drove to Jiang Province to buy this wine. Teacher Zhuang, please keep it and try it. It tastes good. Last time I went to Shanghai, three of them came over and said they wanted to go to Shanghai to see their brother. I thought you must have agreed, so I didn't ask any more questions. I'm sorry."
As he spoke, he handed the wine to Zhuang Chaoying. "Brother Zhuang, it's almost the New Year, so please accept this as my early New Year's greeting to you and your wife."
Zhuang Chaoying waved her hand: "Xiao Qian, take this wine back. You earn your money through hard work."
"Brother Zhuang, you guys have been so good to Pengfei. He told me that we're friends from now on. These two bottles of wine are just a small token of my appreciation."
Huang Ling didn't know what to say, after all, so much time had passed, the children were alright, and the person had even come to visit Pengfei and apologize, so it was clear that he wasn't a bad person.
So she turned around, poured a glass of water, and handed it to him: "Have you eaten?"
Qian Jin shook his head: "I haven't eaten yet. I just came straight here after driving back from the trip. I didn't have time to eat."
"Wait here, I'll go make you a bowl of noodles."
As Huang Ling spoke, she quickly walked towards the kitchen, and soon the sounds of boiling water and cooking noodles came from inside.
Qian Jin quickly stood up and waved his hand, "Sister-in-law, there's no need to be so polite, I'll be leaving now."
He didn't want to cause Huang Ling any trouble, so he started to walk towards the door as he spoke.
Perhaps I got up too suddenly, because I suddenly felt a little dizzy and my body was swaying. I stumbled and almost sat down again.
Pengfei reacted quickly and helped Qian Jin up, saying, "Uncle Qian, stop being stubborn. You're so hungry you're almost fainting."
The noodles were cooked in less than ten minutes.
Huang Ling placed a steaming bowl of noodles in front of Qian Jin. Qian Jin didn't stand on ceremony, took the noodles and ate them heartily. He finished the bowl in no time and even let out a satisfied burp. "Sister-in-law, thank you, the noodles are really delicious."
Zhuang Chaoying saw him to the door: "Xiao Qian, come over and visit whenever you have time."
Qian Jin nodded, turned and left, and at that moment everyone seemed to have become a little closer.