I really just want to lose money

Chapter 162 162. I Like You (The Finale)

Qian Duoduo's hometown is in the countryside, in a very small valley.

The rural areas in the north are different from the rural areas in the south. The rural areas in the north are the kind of mountain villages where you may not be able to see the asphalt road after walking for several miles.

Coupled with the fact that Qian Duoduo's hometown is located on a high loess slope, in this winter, it is a vast expanse of whiteness at a glance.

Various mounds that are not too high, or should be called mountains, are all sealed in white and have lost their original vitality.

Zou Jingyi was walking ahead with joy before, but after passing two big mountain passes, she gave up and became tired from walking.

How far is the road, can't you take a car?

In those TV dramas, in which small mountain village in the north, there are no walking tractors or agricultural tractors coming and going...

Why don't you people from a remote country even have a tractor? You scumbag!

Qian Duoduo dragged two suitcases up the hill and had no intention of saying anything to Zou Jingyi. He had not worked for a long time, and he felt a little tired after walking down the hill.

Also, this girl, Zou Jingyi, was arguing to come. On the other end of the phone last night, her mother said she wanted her father to pick them up, but Zou Jingyi flatly refused, saying that there was nothing to do.

The hole you dug yourself, bury it well yourself.

The hour-long mountain road finally came to an end.Qian Duoduo breathed the air of his hometown, and it was really comfortable.

If it wasn't forced by life, he really thought about it, just in his hometown, followed his father to the fields to repair the earth, and was taken by his mother to walk around the woman's house in the next village...

Then marry a daughter-in-law who is not ugly, and the life of muddleheadedness will be over.

But, that kind of life is comfortable enough, but it's not much different from salted fish.

He couldn't say what Qian Duoduo wanted, anyway, it's been ten years, and the dreams he once had have long since been smoothed out by society.

Up to now, he still has one sentence in his mind, and there is only one sentence left: "If the family is well-off, who would like to be displaced, and who would like to leave their hometown."

Well, vulgar, but at least he can remember one thing, that is, when he left home, he made an oath that he would not be able to get ahead, and he would not go home except for the New Year.

Therefore, in the previous ten years, I really only went home during the Chinese New Year, and I came and left in a hurry.

Relying on the fact that there is a younger brother to take care of him at home, he doesn't care about it, and hangs his head outside, wandering and working hard without direction.

To this day, he still doesn't know what he was planning.Is it for a dream?Not necessarily!
Or, just because you are not reconciled, you want to go out and walk around.But the outside world, in the eyes of these villagers, is a ten-mile foreign market. In the experience of young people like them, it is just kneeling to eat.

Qian Duoduo's hometown village has only fourteen or five households from the village entrance to the other side.

Because the weather outside is too cold, most people at this time are at home guarding the stove, or a few people gather together, playing cards, playing mahjong and so on.

Several houses away, Qian Duoduo saw a figure standing proudly in the snow in front of his door.

The figure held half a cigarette in his hand. When he saw the two people approaching from a distance, he shouted with open voice: "What is it?"

"Yes!" Qian Duoduo responded, turning back to Zou Jingyi and explaining: "My dad, Mr. Zou, I want to apologize to you, but you must remember what I told you at that time."

Father Qian threw the cigarette butt in his hand, turned around and rushed into the courtyard gate. He yelled a few words in the courtyard, and not long after, a woman came out.

Afterwards came Qian Duoduo's grandparents and younger brothers. They stood in the distance, waiting for Qian Duoduo's return.

It was the same before, but this time it was always different.

Looking at the expectant looks of several people in the family, Qian Duoduo gasped and stood still. He handed the suitcase into his brother's hands and then explained: "My...girlfriend, Zou Jingyi."

"Oh, good!" Mother Qian nodded quickly, not forgetting to raise her hand to pull Zou Jingyi over.

She touched Zou Jingyi's hand and walked towards the courtyard gate, not knowing what she was whispering to Zou Jingyi, and she didn't care if he could understand her native dialect.

He just left a message before leaving: "How can I eat when I come back again?"

Several people followed into the house, leaving Qian Duoduo and Father Qian behind. The two stood at the door of the house, one lit another cigarette, looked at the corn pile in the yard, and the other squatted a few steps forward. Standing next to the snowdrift in the middle of the yard, he gasped.

"Is it cold?" Father Qian asked.

"It's so cold." Qian Duoduo replied.

"Oh!" Qian's father walked around behind Qian Duoduo, frowned, looked back at the pile of corn in the yard, and said suddenly: "When will you get married?"

"..."

Qian Duoduo played with the snow dumpling in his hand, and quickly said, "I don't need you to take care of me, I can do it myself."

After lunch, several people gathered around the house. The house was heated by a stove, but there was no earthen bed and it was not a cave dwelling.

Grandpa squatted at the door of the house, carrying a small bench and breaking corn kernels.Grandma was busy, constantly bringing fruits and snacks to Zou Jingyi.

Father Qian kept wandering outside the house, looking at the corn pile, and then at the sky.

Mother Qian was beside Zou Jingyi, still whispering to Zou Jingyi.

The younger brother opened "Walking in Arad" in front of the computer and started his journey.

Qian Duoduo hugged his head and passed several people. He lay on the bed, narrowed his eyes, and hid his tears in his sockets.

Ten years, everything is back to the past, parents are not as old as before, and grandparents are still healthy.

Whenever my father mentioned his marriage, he stood in the yard and looked at the corn pile worrying. These people didn't have much ability or ambition.

All they can do is guard the corn pile outside to ensure that the family will not starve to death all year round.

Qian Duoduo lit a cigarette. He walked out of the yard and walked on the side of the village path. He looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

The smoke was drifting, and he began to think carefully about all his experiences in these years.Fortunately, there is no need to repeat these things. He now has 200 million, so that his father can walk out of the yard with a smile, so that his mother does not have to wipe tears at night and say that he misses and worries about him...

At some point, Zou Jingyi walked behind Qian Duoduo.Qian Duoduo didn't notice it until Zou Jingyi took his hand.

Her palm was warm, but his was cold.

He turned around and saw her smile. For some reason, he thought of the smiles of the elders in the family.

"Duo Duo, I like you." Zou Jingyi suddenly mustered up her courage and said.

She made a decision, and this time she really made a decision.What's the matter of losing money or not, as long as the system exists, so what if you owe it for a lifetime?

As long as the money is earned and there is still a lot of money, can she starve to death or what?
Even Qian Duoduo... he doesn't have the courage.

"Huh?" Qian Duoduo was so surprised that he took a puff of cigarette, what is this?What happened?What made Zou Jingyi suddenly go crazy and hold his hand openly.

I'm afraid it's not, thinking about this time, just make the fake show real!
……

(emmm, the whole book is over)

(End of this chapter)