The beautiful military wife did not accompany the army, and the cold-faced officer panicked

The girl was stunned for a moment, then turned around and called Liu Dayong out, "Dayong, someone is looking for you."

Liu Dayong came out upon hearing the voice, his mouth suddenly widened, "Yangyang is here, come in quickly, come in, auntie is out to cook for Auntie Wang, she will be back in a while."

Liu Yang was led into the house by Liu Dayong and looked at the girl with curiosity, "Brother Dayong, who is this..."

"Hello Liu Yang, I'm Liu Meihua, I'm Dayong's..." Liu Meihua glanced at Liu Dayong before she finished her words, "I'm his friend."

She probably didn't want to say friend, otherwise she wouldn't have looked embarrassed.

Liu Yang saw through it but didn't say anything. After Liu Meihua left, he asked Liu Dayong, "Brother Dayong, is she your girlfriend?"

"No... no... I said we're just ordinary friends. She just came to give me a book." Liu Dayong pointed at the textbooks on the table. "I just felt that my education level was too low, so I borrowed a few books from her. Her brother is in high school. However, I've been out of school for so many years, and I don't know if I can understand it."

Liu Yang saw that there seemed to be something stuck in the Chinese textbook, so she picked it up casually. It turned out to be a card. She only glanced at it and handed it to Liu Dayong, "Look, what is this."

Liu Dayong took it, took a look at it and put the card into his trouser pocket. "Oh, I don't know which boy wrote this to her. This girl is really careless."

"The handwriting is so beautiful, it doesn't look like it was written by a young man, it looks more like it was written by her to you." Liu Yang looked at Liu Dayong steadily.

Liu Dayong was a simple-minded man. The answer was written all over his face when she looked at him. "You're right. We both want to be together, but I'm not worthy of her. I don't have money or skills. I don't even have the ability to help her open a tailor shop in the city. That's why I want to study hard... Isn't it said that knowledge can change destiny..."

Liu Dayong's voice became smaller and smaller, and he lost all confidence in himself.

Liu Dayong only studied up to junior high school, which is considered impressive in the countryside, but if he really wants to go to the city, then he will have no advantage.

Finding a good job and saving enough money to open a tailor shop for Liu Meihua is not a task that can be accomplished in a short period of time.

Liu Yang asked: "Then is she willing to wait for you?"

Liu Dayong said firmly: "She said she would wait for me, and she will definitely wait."

Seeing that he was so sure, Liu Yang smiled and patted his shoulder, "Then you study hard, and we'll work together to find a solution for the work and the tailor shop."

Liu Dayong laughed innocently, "As a brother, I actually let my sister worry about me. This is really wrong."

"What's the big deal? We're all family."

Liu Yang will stay here for two days and return to the city the day after tomorrow afternoon. When she saw Liu Jun off, he knocked her head lightly, "You're not going to pay someone to open a store, are you?"

Liu Yang rubbed his head in pain, "I do want to, but I also remember what you said. I won't help them without knowing their character."

Liu Jun snorted, "Just remember this. Don't think you can spend the few hundred dollars in your pocket. You used to spend lavishly. I don't believe you can live a stingy life."

How your life was in the past has nothing to do with you.

When I was looking for a job, I was a little bitter melon who survived on a bottle of Lao Gan Ma and a bag of white steamed buns. I majored in visual communication in college, but there were very few suitable positions for me, and I was unemployed after graduation.

I finally found a job as a designer assistant, but the salary was pitifully low, and after paying the rent I only had enough for food.

"Come in, it's time for me to go back." Liu Jun got into the car but didn't drive immediately.

When Liu Yang returned to the room, he saw Liu Dayong hanging the curtain for him while sweating profusely. After hanging the last hook, he didn't even have time to wipe his sweat off and asked Liu Yang, "Do you like this curtain? Meihua picked the fabric, and I made this bed myself. Try sitting on it."

"Okay, thank you Brother Dayong." Liu Yang sat down happily.

Wow, it's even harder than the folding bed in Zhang Na's dormitory. This wooden bed is still so hard even with a layer of mattress. And this straw mat is not only hard but also prickly. If I sleep on it for a few more days, I will get backaches and injuries all over my body.

Oh my god, I really miss her big soft bed.

Seeing that Liu Yang didn't say anything, Liu Dayong asked worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Without waiting for Liu Yang to reply, he went outside and brought in his own quilt, "Here, put this on and it won't be hard anymore."

"Isn't this your quilt? If you give it to me, what will you cover yourself with when you sleep at night?" Liu Yang didn't want it.

Liu Dayong smiled and said, "It's okay. I still have a mattress quilt. I'll turn it over and cover myself with it. It's hot now, so it doesn't matter if I don't cover myself with it."

Liu Yang was a little confused. He had clearly given him twenty yuan, but the board used to build the bed didn't look like a good material. With the curtains, he should be able to spend more than he had spent. But he couldn't ask directly if he had spent all the money, so he shook his head and said, "No, I think I should buy another quilt."

Speaking of buying a quilt, Liu Dayong immediately took out the twenty yuan that Liu Yang had given him from his pocket and said, "Yangyang, I'm returning this money to you. You didn't use it."

He didn't spend a cent? Liu Yang didn't know what to say, "Why didn't you spend the money?"

"How can I spend your money? You lived such a rich life before. My aunt and I can't afford to let you live your life again. You can keep this money for yourself. I see that girls in your city spend 20 or 30 yuan to make a skirt." Liu Dayong scratched his head. "This bed and curtains didn't cost much. Just consider it a welcome to your home."

Liu Yang suddenly felt her nose a little sour. In her own world, except for her grandfather, she had never met anyone who was so good to her.

How did Xiao Xia say those words at the dinner table to such a good cousin?

Liu Yang didn't want to take back the twenty yuan, but Liu Dayong insisted on stuffing it back into her hand with a silly smile on his face.

"Okay, then I'll keep it for now, but you take this quilt back. I saw some dried straw outside the house, I'll get some to make the bed." Liu Yang put the money back into his pocket and walked out.

As soon as they reached the door, Liu Dayong stepped out first, "You girls don't need to do this kind of thing, I'll go, it's sunny outside, you sit inside for a while."

Seeing Liu Yang coming out, Liu Jun, who was about to leave, opened the car door and asked, "What's wrong? Do you want to go back?"

Liu Jun hasn’t left yet?

Is he waiting here for me to back down?

"No, brother." Liu Yang trotted over and showed Liu Jun the twenty yuan in his pocket, "Brother, look at this."