Rebirth with Award

“Did you buy lottery tickets again?”

After getting in the car, Cheng Yingying asked her daughter tentatively, "Could it be that she won the lottery again, so she can spend so much?"

"No, I just have tens of thousands of dollars left over from before. What I brought back were bought with the prize money from this competition. And they're not much money, just over two thousand. I've saved enough for my living expenses for next semester." As he spoke, Cheng Qianyun took out his cell phone and said that if they didn't believe him, he could show them the balance on his bank card.

Cheng Yingying didn't dare to say she wanted to see it.

Cheng Shiyu tried to smooth things over: "It's not that easy to win the lottery. Qianqian is lucky and can win once or twice, but it's impossible for her to win all the time."

"Yes, on the day Qianqian won the competition, we passed by a lottery station and bought two scratch cards each, hoping to borrow Qianqian's luck as the champion. As a result, only my sister won 5 yuan, and Qianqian and I didn't win. The probability of winning the lottery is very small, so how is it possible to win just by buying a lottery ticket?" Cheng Shuyan also said quickly.

He also complained about his mother: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say before that lottery tickets are all about luck and you can't always waste your luck? Why do you want to get rich by buying lottery tickets now?"

Cheng Yingying smiled awkwardly: "I just asked casually. Of course I know that it's impossible to win the lottery casually."

"So now I don't put my hope in the lottery. It's more practical to participate in more competitions and win some prize money." After Cheng Qianyun finished speaking, she ended the topic and talked about going out tomorrow morning.

"I went to give Yan Yanyan Spring Festival couplets. Her neighbor's grandfather saw their Spring Festival couplets and liked my calligraphy. He asked Yan Yanyan to ask me for them and made an appointment with her for tomorrow morning."

"I heard from A-Mao that your neighbors also praise your calligraphy, it's worth your daily practice." Speaking of this, Cheng Shuyan also has a lot to say. On the 4th, Qianqian wrote a lot of Spring Festival couplets. When he posted it on WeChat Moments, A-Mao saw it and asked for a lot of them. After that, he also said a lot of compliments.

"Writing calms the mind." The main purpose is to make money. Calligraphy is valuable, and you can write a lot in a short time, which is all money.

"If you want to practice, I'll teach you..."

Before Cheng Qianyun finished speaking, Cheng Shuyan quickly said no: "I don't want to learn. I don't have the patience. Don't teach me. Please let me go."

"I can't sit still either, and I won't learn!" Cheng Shiyu also joined the conversation, "By the way, you drive there tomorrow and pack me a portion of wontons from the food court."

Cheng Qianyun nodded and said yes, and then Cheng Shiyu was complained by Cheng Shuyan: "It's already noon when you get up. Qianqian went out in the morning and came back to pack. When you get up, it will be clumpy too."

"It's okay. It's convenient if you have a car. I'll buy it and give it to you if she hasn't woken up yet." Cheng Qianyun said that she would just buy one portion and whoever woke up first would eat first.

When they got home, Cheng Shuyan even told Cheng Qianyun where the car keys were placed. Unexpectedly, Cheng Qianyun did not bring the keys with her the next day. She did not bring the car keys, nor the house keys.

Cheng Qianyun took a taxi to go out. She took the Spring Festival couplets to the agreed place and gave them to Yan Yanyan. She listened to her complain about her roommates, Mao Youlin, and gossip for a while. Two hours passed.

Cheng Qianyun called home and said she would not go back for lunch. Cheng Shuyan and the others did not notice that she did not take the car keys with her. Having lunch with Yan Yanyan and Xiao Rongrong who came later, Cheng Qianyun also posted a circle of friends. It was not only a record of the good times of friends gathering, but also for parents to see.

After dinner, Kang Mingyu came to pick up Cheng Qianyun and send her home. Because Cheng Qianyun would also be here tomorrow and would not be going back to her hometown, Kang Mingyu was looking forward to celebrating her birthday. Along the way, he kept asking her if she liked his arrangement.

"They're all good. It would be great if the singing session tomorrow night could be changed to a bar. I want a bar that has handsome guys and beautiful girls dancing and is full of energy."

"Handsome guy? Am I not handsome enough? You still want to watch other handsome guys dance!" Kang Mingyu complained dissatisfiedly.

"You're handsome, but I'll get tired of you after looking at you for too long, and you can't dance." Cheng Qianyun has now found a limit to teasing Kang Mingyu, a limit that he won't take to heart.

"I can. I tell you, I'm very attractive when I take off my clothes. I'll show you how to dance some other day!" Even if you don't know how, you have to learn it!

"Hahaha, I'll wait."

Kang Mingyu, who failed to respond, curled his lips and said that he was going to be unhappy, but he was thinking in his heart whether to really change tomorrow night's activity to the bar.

He was no longer afraid of Qianqian looking at other boys. After being dragged by her to discuss various kinds of passers-by, he was very sure in his heart that this person was good at talking and had a purely admiring attitude.

This guy is very lazy, always saying that he is too busy to care about other people. The other people here are not limited to boys, but also girls.

She said she didn’t have time to make female friends, so how could she make male friends. She also complained to him that there were too many boys in the class and she couldn’t remember their faces and names. The semester was over, and she still didn’t know which boys were her classmates. When she met a classmate in the rematch, he called her, but she couldn’t remember who that classmate was.

Qianqian also said that there was only a small space in her heart for him, and Rong had already occupied the entire space.

"Then let's go to the bar tomorrow night after dinner and call a few friends who are close to us?" Then he asked worriedly, "Will your parents agree to you going home so late?"

Since that day, I don’t know if Mr. and Mrs. Cheng guessed something, but they would always ask Qianqian’s sister or Ayan to come and take photos with them.

They had little chance to be alone together in the next two days.

Kang Mingyu was wondering whether he should formally visit his elders during the Chinese New Year as Qianqian’s boyfriend?

"Please don't do that. I'll think we're getting married. These past two days, he's been telling me not to let my relationship affect my studies, and that I should not date anymore. I should get married right after graduation and move straight from campus to a family. That would be a waste of their hard work in training me to go to college."

"I just don't want them to make things difficult for you. I can make a promise to them!" Kang Mingyu turned the car to a nearby spot and stopped.

"I can assure them that I will not affect your studies! I am willing to accept their test as a future son-in-law!"

When Kang Mingyu said the words "future son-in-law", he blushed shyly.

Cheng Qianyun pinched his face and said, "Whether I learn or not is my own business. It will only work if I guarantee it. I don't need your guarantee. And don't scare people by saying things like son-in-law or not."

Kang Mingyu held Cheng Qianyun's hand and looked into her eyes very seriously: "I'm serious, Qianqian. If you want to get married, we will get married when you want to get married. If you don't want to, we will stay together as an engaged couple. I want to be the only one in your life." Because he is the first, he wants to be the only one.

"A lifetime commitment is too heavy, Ayu." Cheng Qianyun wanted to pull her hand back, but didn't.

"Don't you want to?" Kang Mingyu was anxious.

"It's not that we don't want to, it's that we can't predict what will happen in the long journey of life. We today can't make any guarantees for our future selves."

"People change..."

"Ayu, no words can be more convincing than actions..."

It sounds good to say it, but doing it is another thing. What kind of love is that!