Rebirth, Starting from 2005

Xiao Shiyu agreed to pretend to be Yan Xin's partner, which made Yan Xin very excited.

He must find someone to play the role, obviously Xiao Shiyu is the most suitable one among the people he knows.

Judging from Xiao Shiyu's attire when he was studying, the family is not short of money, and it is more in line with the rich girl's personality given by Yan Xin.

Moreover, they are not in the same town, so the chance of being exposed is very small.

There is another very important reason, Xiao Shiyu is pretty, such a girl has a long face when she takes home.

Although it is only a temporary one, it can also give him a face.

While chatting, Yan Xin suddenly remembered that the last time I met this old classmate in my previous life was also the first time after graduating from high school. It was in a coffee shop, drank a cup of coffee, chatted about each other's past, and then separated.

This time, treating the other party to a meal, I wonder if it can be counted as repaying the cup of coffee that the other party invited in the previous life?

In her previous life, Xiao Shiyu flew to Pengcheng to meet him and drank that cup of coffee.

In this life, he offered five hundred yuan to invite the other party to come over to act as a couple and have a meal.

The stories are different, but the outcome is all the same - there will be no outcome.

While chatting with Xiao Shiyu, Ai Lili and Chen Li also sent messages.

Ai Lili asked Yan Xin how it felt to go home, and asked him to take more photos and show her when he went back, so that she could understand what is going on during the New Year in the countryside now.

Now mobile phone QQ does not have the function of directly sending pictures, otherwise you can take pictures and send them directly.

Chen Li has nothing else to do, just talk about the current subscription data and discuss the plot of the next novel.

I also showed Yan Xin the content of the novel written in the past two days, and asked him to review whether there was any poisonous point in it.

By the time the chat was over, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

When I woke up the next morning, it was almost eight o'clock, and I slept soundly this time.

After waking up, I saw that Dad Yan was cooking breakfast. There was a fire on the stove, and a fire was also lit in the stove. One was cooking and the other was heating the dishes.

The dish is the leftover chicken soup from yesterday, and some Chinese cabbage was added to it.

The hot dish is a coal-burning stove, but the fire inside is not coal, but firewood.

Burning coal is more expensive, and the wood is the miscellaneous trees that I go to the mountains to cut down, and it only takes a little effort.

People here are basically like this in winter. They heat the dishes on such a stove, and eat around the stove when they eat, which is a bit warmer.

You can also add vegetables to the pot while eating, just like eating hot pot.

In fact, this way of eating is also called eating hot pot here.

But it's not the same as the hot pot in those hot pot restaurants in the city, it's more like a pot of stew, and the picture shows a hot pot.

After Yan Xin got up, the meal was not cooked yet.

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I felt that the weather was a bit cold, so I sat by the stove to warm up.

Talking to his dad while warming up the fire:

"Dad, there is a guest coming over today."

"What guest?" Father Yan was taken aback for a moment.

Yan Xin had a shy expression on his face, and said: "Well... didn't I tell you yesterday? I talked to someone, she is from our county, she wants to come to my house to have a look, and maybe have a meal here at noon meal."

Yan's father suddenly became nervous: "Your partner is coming today?"

Yan Xin nodded: "Yes, I was chatting with her last night, and she insisted on coming over to take a look, but I couldn't help it."

Father Yan fell silent.

It was originally a good thing that the object of the son was coming.

But looking at his own home, it was really dilapidated, and there was no one poorer than theirs in the village.

He hesitated: "If she comes, will she be scared away when she sees our house like this?"

"Don't worry, it won't," Yan Xin said with a smile, "I've already told her about my family's situation, and she said it's okay."

"But our family is too poor, people came to see it, can we really accept it?" Dad Yan said.

Imaginary poverty and actual poverty are two different things.

Some people who have not been exposed to poverty may think that poverty is just that, and it is not a big deal.

But if you really face all kinds of poverty, you will feel fear and avoid it.

"Dad, you don't have to worry about this," Yan Xin said, "If you really dislike our family, I won't want someone like that."

Father Yan thought to himself: "There are the most women like this in the world. If you have such thoughts, I'm afraid you won't be able to marry a wife in the future."

Just looking at his son's confident appearance, it's not easy to pour cold water on him.

Turned to the next topic: "It's the first time your partner comes to the door, how much red envelope should I give as a father?"

It is a local custom to seal a red envelope when bringing someone to your door.

But there is no certain standard for how many seals.

Rich people seal more, and poor people seal less.

There will also be people who lose their temper if the red envelopes are sealed less.

Dad Yan is not sure how much should be sealed.

Yan Xin smiled and said: "We are only eighteen or nineteen years old now, and we are still far away from the age of marriage. She is not a formal visit this time, so you should treat it as a friend brought by me, and seal it for a hundred One yuan, let’s treat it as lucky money given during Chinese New Year.”

"Is it less?" Dad Yan hesitated, "I heard that some people in the village sealed thousands of dollars."

"When you're really talking about marriage, you can seal a few thousand dollars. It's not necessary now. If you do this, people will not dare to come here in the future." Yan Xin said with a smile.

Father Yan still felt uneasy, but his son insisted on this, and in the end he could only listen to him.

During the meal, he asked how to entertain this special guest at noon.

"Go to the pond to catch a few bigger crucian carp, and then add bacon and fried garlic sprouts, and make a plate of choy sum, it's almost enough," Yan Xin said, "It doesn't need to be too grand, even if you come to visit."

After eating, it was already 8:40, Yan Xin left home and went to the canteen at the intersection to wait for the car.

At 8:50, the minibus running this line will pass by here, and he will take the bus to the town to pick up Xiao Shiyu.

Xiao Shiyu has already sent him a message: "I've already set off, come and pick me up quickly."

She didn't have a car to Yan Xin's side, so she could only take a car to another town, then transfer from that town to Yan Xin's town, and then Yan Xin went to the town to pick her up.

Of course, you can also go to the town and wait for the car to get off from the county seat, but it will have to wait until after eleven o'clock, and it is a bit torturous in this winter.

The best way, of course, is for Yan Xin to go to town, and a massager will pick her up.

——It's obviously not safe for her to go to a strange village with a girl. It is most suitable for Yan Xin to pick her up in the past.

When Yan Xin went out, he felt that the temperature had dropped again, so he added an extra woolen sweater and two long johns.

The down jacket he wore outside was given to him by Ai Lili. It was a bit more expensive, but it was warmer and looked better.

After waiting for a few minutes at the canteen, boarded the minibus, and sent Xiao Shiyu a message:

"I'll be in town in ten or twenty minutes, where are you now?"

Xiao Shiyu: "I'm waiting for the bus to your town. It's so cold today. I don't have any clothes on. I'm about to freeze to death!"

Yan Xin felt a little sorry, and sent a message: "Thank you for your hard work."

Xiao Shiyu returned a smiling face: "It's okay, just make money."

When they arrived at the square in the town, Yan Xin got off the car.

After getting out of the car and walking a few steps, he froze there.

At the corner of the square, he saw a person he used to be quite familiar with.

Feng Xi.

At this moment, this seventeen-year-old girl is standing in front of a clothing stall and setting up a stall there.

Feeling strange: "She is not short of money, her brother sends her 500 yuan for living expenses every month. It's so cold, what kind of stall does she come out to set up?"