Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Looking through other small things, she took out two packs of preserved fruits and said uncertainly: "This seems to have been given to me by Nannan."

Quan Yu took the time to take a look, and indeed, he had seen it on the coffee table at home.

Seeing the undisguised happiness on her face, Quan Yu said, "So happy?"

Cui Sanning shook his head happily: "I'm on vacation."

She has no work at all now.

It makes me happy just thinking about it.

Quan Yu suddenly asked: "Are you going back to Suzhou for the New Year this year?"

Cui Sanning nodded: "Yes, with my brother."

If she dares to break her promise, her grandfather and sister can go directly to the capital and bring her back tied up.

She asked: "Will Nannan go back for the New Year?"

Quan Yu nodded and wanted to go back.

Cui Sanning frowned: "Then you are the only one left in the house?"

"Go back to my old house for a meal. After worshiping my ancestors, I usually go back to where I live."

Quan Yu said calmly.

In fact, he has rarely returned to his old home since he moved out, let alone live there.

Cui Sanning frowned, too cold.

"How can you be alone during the Chinese New Year?"

Quan Yu didn't feel anything: "There's no difference."

"But you have me now." Cui Sanning looked at him seriously

Just waiting at the red light, Quan Yu turned to look at her and said with a smile: "Then you feel sorry for me and stay with me?"

Cui Sanning was stunned for two seconds, then reached out and patted his shoulder: "I will call you."

Quan Yu......

He was so happy.

…………

Duan Qiongyu's home.

Early in the morning, Duan's mother came over and gave her son, who lived alone, some soup freshly stewed at home.

At the dinner table, Duan's mother carefully looked at her son's expression.

Annoyed by her stare, Duan Qiongyu raised his head: "Mom, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

Duan's mother used a smile to cover up: "What can I do?"

After a pause, he said again: "Son, how are you doing at school?"

Both she and his father knew about his going to school, and they felt a lot relieved when they saw that he was finally willing to go out and move around.

"Very good." Duan Qiongyu didn't even raise his head.

Waiting patiently for what his mother will say next.

When Duan's mother heard this, she smiled and said, "How long do you plan to stay there?"

"I don't know." He poured himself another bowl of soup and glanced at Duan's mother's empty bowl.

He asked: "Do you want more soup?"

Duan's mother was overjoyed. This was meant to be served to her. Her already full appetite suddenly arose again and she said, "Drink."

Duan Qiongyu didn't say anything, but took her bowl and filled her soup with it.

Duan's mother drank the soup absently, hesitated for a while, and then asked tentatively: "Son, is it over that mom broke your jade pendant?"

Duan Qiongyu's hand holding the vegetables paused, and then he quickly put the vegetables into the bowl again, saying in a normal tone: "Mubai has already fixed it for me."

Although it is different from before.

When Duan's mother heard this, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She then asked, "Then are you still angry with Mom?"

Duan Qiongyu said: "I was not careful."

If he was careful enough, how could he let it bump into each other?

Duan's mother's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this: "That blind date thing...

Faced with her son's cool expression, Duan's mother stopped urgently in the middle of her words.

He immediately changed his mind and said, "There's no rush, there's no rush, neither your father nor I are in a hurry."

Seeing that Duan Qiongyu no longer looked at her, he whispered: "Don't worry, at most the three generations of our old Duan family have passed away. It's not a big deal."

No matter how low her voice was, Duan Qiongyu heard it, but he didn't take it to heart. He had heard these words many times when he was young.

He didn't care then, let alone now.

There is someone in his heart, and he doesn't want anyone else except her.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he stood up and said, "Mom, eat slowly, I'm going to school."

Walking alone on campus, he had nothing to do in the morning, so he came a little late.

Suddenly, rapid footsteps sounded behind him, getting closer and closer. Duan Qiongyu seemed to know who it was, but Duan Qiongyu didn't even look back.

The next second someone behind him slapped him on the shoulder: "Brother!"

Zhang Mingli was wearing a heavy down jacket, struggling to pick up his toes, trying to hook up with Duan Qiongyu.

"Don't you have no class today?" Zhang Mingli asked

After getting along with each other for a long time, he had become very familiar with Duan Qiongyu.

Duan Qiongyu frowned as he was pulled by the weight hanging on his body, and answered the question he just asked: "Teacher Li is not feeling well, please let me help."

After speaking, he slapped away his hand on his shoulder and glanced at this college student who had no sense of boundaries: "Why don't I have points for my height?"

Zhang Mingli...

"Does Dean Ning know that your son doesn't care about the younger generation so much?"

Duan Qiongyu felt as if he had shot himself in the foot. He was so embarrassed at the beginning.

At first, it was fun for a while and he said it casually, but in the end, Zhang Mingli, this kid, said it everywhere because he lied to him.

It’s so bad that all the teachers in the office are now making fun of him.

He reached out and picked up his back collar: "Then why don't you respect me as an elder?"

Zhang Mingli was immediately choked by his shirt and immediately begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"This is a school. Taking action if we disagree will have a bad impact on the children."

Duan Qiongyu let him go, put his hands in his pockets, and continued to walk forward slowly.

Zhang Mingli followed up with a smile and said, "Brother, school will be on vacation in two days. Are you still here to study?"

Duan Qiongyu said calmly: "Why are you here after the holiday?"

He glanced at the fallen leaves on the ground: "Sweep the floor?"

Zhang Mingli said: "There are still students in the school."

Duan Qiongyu stopped and looked at him: "Isn't it a holiday?"

Zhang Mingli explained: "Only some of the children go home, and some of them are children in orphanages and have nowhere to go."

"They stay at school during the holidays and some teachers stay to look after them."

"Take them to self-study and organize some small activities."

Zhang Mingli said again: "I have already signed up, do you want to come with me?"

Duan Qiongyu looked calm: "Let's talk about it later."

Zhang Mingli didn't say anything else. He walked forward. After walking a few steps, he found that his brother hadn't followed him. He asked strangely: "Brother, why don't you leave?"

Looking back, I found Duan Qiongyu looking in the direction of the principal's office on the top floor of the teaching building.

He looked over: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Duan Qiongyu looked away and frowned: "It's nothing."

Zhang Mingli said: "Then let's go quickly, I'm going to freeze to death."

Duan Qiongyu nodded, and the two walked towards the teaching building.

Along the way, only Zhang Mingli said a few words from time to time, while Duan Qiongyu remained silent.

Just now, he always felt that someone was looking at him. He looked up according to the feeling, but only saw a figure with his back turned to enter the principal's office.

He didn't even see clearly whether it was a boy or a girl, but he felt inexplicably the sea water rising in his heart, and he felt a sense of suffocation.

He doesn't like this feeling.