Green tea with green plum

When Tang Ruoyun came to pick up Ji Yaoyao, she took the car keys and asked her if she would eat at Lin Mu's house first or in the city.

But Ji Yaoyao shook her head: "I'm not leaving."

"Are you sure?" Tang Ruoyun wondered if Ji Yaoyao lost her mind during the infusion, "I can send you off while I'm free. If you don't leave, you can only leave with me in a few days."

Hearing this, Ji Yaoyao retreated again in her heart.

She hesitated again and again, but she was still sure: "I won't go yet."

What is she going back for?It's just that she's stuck in the overwhelming news of Gu Yun's marriage and can't get out, so it's better to stay here and take a serious look at what the world is like.

Tang Ruoyun didn't say much: "Then you stay at Lin Mu's house after the infusion, and Fang Ting and I have to visit the left-behind students in the village."

"I'll go too." Ji Yaoyao blurted out the words without thinking too much.

"Grandma." Tang Ruoyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Look at the weather, maybe it's going to rain again, you can't even walk well, why come with us?"

"I will go as you did." Ji Yaoyao raised her legs, "The road is not good, just practice."

Tang Ruoyun couldn't resist her, so she simply changed the original plan that she would go with Lin Mu, and Ji Yaoyao and Fang Ting, so that there would be more children to visit in a day.

Before setting off, Fang Ting deliberately found a pair of clean new rain boots for Ji Yaoyao to wear: "This way at least you don't have to worry about slipping on the road."

"Thank you." Although the rain boots were too big to fit, it was better than nothing, Ji Yaoyao took another look at the rubber boots on Fang Ting's feet, "Then what should you do?"

Fang Ting smiled: "I'm used to walking this way, so there's no need for such trouble."

As she spoke, she took out two sticks of firewood from the pile of firewood behind the house, shaved off the leaves on them, and handed a wooden stick to Ji Yaoyao as a crutch.

It was just after two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and the rain had just stopped, and it stopped halfway up the mountain.

It was getting dark when I came here yesterday, Ji Yaoyao didn't really see the scenery in the village, and now walking on the muddy road with Fang Ting, she truly integrated into this ink painting.

When encountering villagers on the road, Fang Ting would stop and chat with them.

Most of these old people have the same face, with thin bodies and wrinkled faces, like bark dried by the sun, and they speak slowly.

Just like the old cows led by them, they are docile and calm.

Although they didn't know them, after listening to Fang Ting's introduction, they were equally friendly and gave them the fruit they picked.

This is a pear growing on a fruit tree in the field, and there is a layer of fresh dew on it, condensed into small drops of water.

Ji Yaoyao saw that Fang Ting just wiped the clothes and gnawed them. She was too embarrassed to hold it, and carefully wiped the big pear with the hem of her clothes, and then bit down.

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The juice is so sweet that it spreads all over the cavity of the tongue, with a refreshing coolness, unexpectedly good taste, so sweet that Ji Yaoyao's whole body stretches out.

"Does it taste good?" Fang Ting asked.

"Well, it's really sweet." Ji Yaoyao sucked her mouth.Sucking the juice of the pear flesh, "I have never eaten such a sweet pear."

But as soon as the words were spoken, Ji Yaoyao felt that something was wrong, she usually had the best food and clothing, how could there be no sweeter pears than this?

Fang Ting seemed to see her doubts, and said with a smile: "Actually, there are much sweeter fruits than this pear in the mall, but now you have the difficult conditions for comparison, and you will feel that this pear is extraordinarily sweet."

Just such a reason, Ji Yaoyao suddenly understood, and felt a little embarrassed to be seen through, and silently gnawed at the pear.

She didn't realize that she put all her thoughts on her face. Fang Ting comforted her: "You have lived in the city since you were a child. It is normal for you to be unaccustomed to the life here. When I went to college, I lived in the city. I have lived for a long time, and I really want to escape when I come back here.”

"Really?" Ji Yaoyao looked surprised, "Then you now..."

"In the beginning, I had to go back home to teach for the sake of getting good grades in the university so that I could go to a higher and farther place." Fang Ting told her about herself without any concealment, "But later, I was really relieved. No more children."

"There are only two teachers in the whole village except me. They have to teach and take care of the children's daily meals. There are not many things that can really be taught. Many children can't even understand pinyin in the third grade, let alone Speaking of Mathematical English, I have gone far away, who will take them out of here?"

Ji Yaoyao didn't know what to say, she racked her brains to answer: "Is there no other teacher here?"

"Yes, there are, but our place is too remote, and the valley is poor, and the people who come here won't stay for long." Fang Ting said, looking ahead, "Here we are."

While talking, they came to the home of the child who wanted to visit.

It is still a mud house with unchanging soil walls, and hens are clucking and clucking in the fence.

Ji Yaoyao originally thought that Fang Ting's home visits were the same as her teacher's home visits when she was a child, just asking about the child's situation at home and discussing teaching methods with the parents.

Unexpectedly, she asked the students to take out their summer homework first, asked her to check today's progress, and explained to the students what they didn't know.

Ji Yaoyao's pupils trembled when she saw it, and she admired it, but she couldn't imagine what a childhood full of shadows she would have had if she were her student.

After visiting three or four students one after another to "tutor" in this way, they have already left the old village behind, and there is a new scenery after a detour between the mountain roads.

Originally, the small village of Lin Mu's family was nestled in the embrace of mountains, but the road ahead suddenly became much more dangerous. The narrow mountain road less than half a meter wide was extremely steep. Ji Yaoyao followed Fang Ting up with both hands and feet, not daring to vent her breath.

Fang Ting went up first, and pulled her up on a slightly flat step carved out of stones.

Standing firmly on the ground, Ji Yaoyao couldn't help muttering: "You are really similar to door-to-door tutoring, why don't you just skip the summer vacation and let the children continue to study."

Fang Ting looked relaxed: "To be honest, I really thought about it this way. These children's parents are not at home, and they are taken care of by their grandparents. It would be good if the elderly can take care of their lives. If I can't take care of my studies, I might as well go on my own summer vacation." Also open a class, at least watch them study, and feel more at ease."

"It's just that July and August are the rainy season in the mountains, and it's very dangerous. How can I let these children go out?"

Ji Yaoyao was immediately in awe, unable to say anything, and honestly acted as Fang Ting's little follower.

To be honest, she doesn't have much enthusiasm and tenderness for children, even when Fang Ting is tutoring, Ji Yaoyao can only watch from the sidelines, at most teaching them a few words of Mandarin is useless.

Therefore, it took more than ten minutes for Ji Yaoyao to notice the abnormality of the girl's body.

For a moment, Ji Yaoyao thought the room was too dark, and she was dazzled.

She looked again.

I read it right, under the thumb joint of the girl's right hand holding the pen, there was another finger, which broke through the skin and sprouted like a tree.

There are people with six fingers in this world, Ji Yaoyao knows it, for example, Li Dazui's mother in Rufu Inn, people in Jianghu called her broken finger Xuanyuan, she had her sixth finger broken because of cheating in the casino.

But that was on TV, the plot was ups and downs, each character had a great identity, and a little flaw only made them more attractive.

But in front of her is just a very ordinary little girl, even the name written in the homework book stroke by stroke shows her ordinary Wang Hong.

Ji Yaoyao didn't dare to look at her fingers any more, but she remembered what she saw very clearly in her mind.

The same bones, skin, blood vessels, and even fingernails are available.

For a moment, Ji Yaoyao couldn't tell what she was feeling.

After a brief tingling of the scalp, there was subconscious sympathy.

This kind of sympathy does not mean how kind she is, but the guilt of a lucky person for an unfortunate person.

As if aware of her gaze, the girl's writing hand paused, and her fingers shrank back, as if trying to hide her deformed thumb.

But Xia Tian was wearing short sleeves, and she was doing her homework, so she couldn't hide it at all.

Ji Yaoyao originally wanted to pretend nothing happened, but she couldn't help asking: "Does it hurt?"

The girl glanced at her timidly, shook her head, and said nothing.

Ji Yaoyao couldn't say anything more, so she had no choice but to leave the room on the grounds of ventilation and go outside.

The rain outside did not know when it started to fall. The girl's grandfather was sitting under the eaves and weaving a basket with freshly split bamboo strips.

This kind of bamboo basket is sold in the town, and each can be sold for more than ten yuan, which is enough for the grandparents and grandchildren to eat well.

He was so absorbed in his work that he didn't even notice that Ji Yaoyao came out.

Until Ji Yaoyao asked him: "Old man?"

The old man didn't seem to hear, Ji Yaoyao said again: "Old man?"

The other party turned around slowly: "What?"

Although Ji Yaoyao couldn't understand the local dialect, she could still feel the questioning tone: "I want to ask, have your granddaughter's fingers always been like that?"

The old man turned his head away, and seemed to be muttering something, but Ji Yaoyao didn't hear clearly until he nodded.

"Then can't it be surgically cut...removed?" Ji Yaoyao asked.

Her voice was very soft, but the old man's hunched back suddenly seemed to be slammed down, and he sucked a few cigarettes vigorously, but did not answer Ji Yaoyao's question.

"Wang Hong's father died very early in a car accident, and her mother remarried to someone else." At this time, Fang Ting's voice came from behind, "Her grandfather can't afford so much money."

Ji Yaoyao forgot what to say for a while: "Is this kind of surgery expensive?"

"That's right." Fang Ting said.

At this time, Wang Hong's grandfather interjected: "It costs more than 1 yuan, and I have to go to the county to do it. I can do it."

After that, he started to smoke the pipe again.

"More than 1?" Ji Yaoyao realized for the first time that money is such a useful thing, "I have money, let's do it now!"

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"This large flat floor near the river has a good location and good geomantic omen. I ordered it with my private money and left it for you as a wedding gift. Don't let your father know, otherwise he will have to find a way to compare with what I gave. .”

As Zhuang Tianhui said, he stuffed the house book into Gu Yun's hands.

She said it lightly, but in fact, both parties knew that such a house would not be worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

Gu Yun's expression did not change, but the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Thank you, Aunt Zhuang."

"Why do you thank me?" Zhuang Tianhui patted her on the back, "Xiaoyun, I grew up watching you, just like my aunt's own daughter, can I not treat you well?"

Gu Yun has heard such gentle words countless times since she was a child: "I understand."

"I know you are a sensible child." The smile on Zhuang Tianhui's face did not change at all, "By the way, when your father comes back to attend your wedding with Zhuang Mou, Auntie wants to discuss something with you."

"You also know about that kid Feiran. He has been out of tune since he was a child, and the older he gets, the more disobedient he becomes. Auntie wants your dad to discipline him well and take him to familiarize himself with the company. Do you think it's okay?"

Zhuang Tianhui said it simply, but as long as she is serious, she can guess what she means.

The company's largest shareholder was originally Gu Wenqing, but after so many years he retired behind the scenes, it was only then that Gu Yun took power.

But if Gu Wenqing really leads his own son Gu Feiran to familiarize himself with the company's affairs, I am afraid that the distribution of power in the Gu Group will change sooner or later, and Gu Fei will be replaced by the newcomer.

But Gu Yun didn't seem to be worried about these situations in the future, she still said in a calm tone: "The company was created by Dad and Auntie, so you don't need to ask me for your opinion on how to arrange it."

She has always been obedient, and Zhuang Tianhui received a satisfactory answer. A stone fell from his heart, and he left Gu Yun at home for lunch with a smile, and chatted with her: "Is it too hard for you as a girl? After marrying Zhuang Mou, You can also take a proper rest and enjoy the world of two people. By the way, haven't you received your certificate yet?"

"Yeah." Gu Yun held a silver knife and concentrated on cutting the steak, "I've been too busy with work recently, so I forgot several times."

"You!" Zhuang Tianhui doubted him, "No matter how busy you are at work, you can't even forget this kind of thing. These days, you should be too busy preparing for the wedding. After the wedding, you must remember it. Do you want me to find the master again? Can you ask me for an auspicious day?"

"No need." Gu Yun said, putting a piece of cut beef into her lips.

The half-rare steak rubbed against her lips, and the fresh juice made Gu Yun's lips turn as bright red as blood: "Don't worry, I won't make any mistakes."