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The next day, Xie Zhuo got up before dawn. He originally planned to make breakfast for Xu Yan and the others before leaving, but when he saw Xu Yan's groggy look after waking up in the morning, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

After all this trouble, I barely have enough time to make breakfast.

"It's okay, I can cook porridge now," said Xu Yan.

Zhao Bin drove a tractor and waited at the gate. About five minutes later, Xie Zhuo came out carrying something.

The weather today is colder than usual. It’s cloudy and the cold wind blows straight into people’s clothes.

Xie Zhuo originally told Xu Yan not to come out, but Xu Yan, as well as Dabao and Xiaobao, who had just woken up, still stood at the gate together, and did not return to the house until the tractor drove away.

Although Dabao and Xiaobao had already cried once last night, they couldn't help crying for a long time today when they saw their uncle leave.

Xu Yan coaxed her patiently for a long time.

After the two kids had breakfast and went to school, Xu Yan cleaned up the kitchen and went back to the house to start reading.

She usually does the same thing: get up, wash, eat breakfast, clean the kitchen and read.

But Xie Zhuo is usually included in this.

Xie Zhuo had just left today, and she suddenly had an indescribable sense of loss. The quietness of the house made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't concentrate on reading.

Xie Zhuo got off the tractor as soon as he entered the city, because Zhao Bin had to go to work and was not on his way. On the other hand, he also had to go look for Lao He again.

He had come here once yesterday afternoon when he and Xu Yan came to the city to buy things, but Lao He heard that he was going to Southern Province and asked him to come again before going to the station this morning.

Mysterious.

But Xie Zhuo came anyway, and after knocking on the door, Lao He came to open it.

The two of them didn't exchange much pleasantries, and Xie Zhuo didn't even enter the house.

Two people were standing in the yard.

"Take this," Lao He said, "When you finish your work, go to the place written on the note. Someone wants to see you."

"Who?" Xie Zhuo frowned.

"The boss of the small company you invested in," Lao He said, "she wanted to meet you before, but you didn't go to Gangcheng. When she heard that you were going to South Province, she said she would go to South Province to meet you."

Xie Zhuo was still frowning.

"Don't you want to see him?" Lao He could see his emotions from his expression.

"That's not necessary," Xie Zhuo said.

"Hey, why not?" Lao He raised his voice a little, but then lowered it again for fear of hearing someone. "Your money is all with them. If they have any intentions, you will have nothing."

Xie Zhuo didn't say anything, but nodded after a while, "I understand."

Seeing his unwilling look, Lao He said, "Don't look at your current state. Maybe after meeting her, you won't want to come back."

Xie Zhuo glanced at him.

"She's a big beauty," Lao He said.

After hearing what he said, Xie Zhuo paused for a few seconds and then put the thing he had just taken from Lao He back into his hand.

"What do you mean?" Lao He was a little dumbfounded.

"It's not interesting," Xie Zhuo said, "someone at home is waiting for me to go home, so it might not be possible not to come back."

"No, I just said it casually," Lao He said anxiously, "I don't know what you look like, maybe I just want to meet the savior who saved the company from dire straits."

"There's no need. I invest to make money," Xie Zhuo said. "It's not a question of whether to save it or not."

Lao He wanted to say something, but Xie Zhuo was already ready to leave.

"You really don't want to go?" Lao He still wanted to try hard.

"No," Xie Zhuo turned to look at him, "If you continue to persuade me, the train will leave and I won't be able to go anywhere."

Lao He shut his mouth.

After Xie Zhuo came out from Lao He's place, he basically ran all the way to catch the train. He originally thought he would just say a few words, but he ended up saying a lot.

There are many people on the train.

Whether it is now or in the following years of the previous life, it seems that there have always been fewer people at the station.

Come and go.

Those who come come, and those who leave leave.

Xie Zhuo's seat was by the window, and next to him sat a couple who looked like intellectuals. After getting on the bus, one of them held a newspaper in his hand and read it very seriously.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged woman, and next to her was a girl who looked to be around eighteen or nineteen years old, probably the middle-aged woman's daughter. He saw them talking when he first got on the bus.

Xie Zhuo didn't pay much attention to others. After stuffing his things under the seat, he took out a book that Xu Yan brought him to pass the time and read it.

"Hey, young man," the middle-aged woman opposite had been staring at Xie Zhuo for a while.

In the entire carriage, there is only one person who looks like Xie Zhuo.

So from the moment he got on the bus, many people had seen him.

Xie Zhuo raised his head.

"Where are you going? Are you visiting relatives?" the middle-aged woman asked quickly.

Xie Zhuo glanced at her, then at the shy girl next to her, and said, "Go back to your hometown to visit your relatives, to see your wife and children."

"Ah? You already have a child?" The middle-aged woman's voice was so loud that several people around looked over here.

"Five years old," Xie Zhuo said calmly.

"Five years old...you don't look that old," the middle-aged woman was a little disappointed, and the girl next to her also looked unhappy.

"I look young," Xie Zhuo said, "but I'm actually thirty years old."

The middle-aged woman stared at him for a long time and finally nodded.

After talking nonsense to deal with the person opposite, Xie Zhuo began to stare at the book in his hand with peace of mind. Xu Yan had already read this book and had written some thoughts on it in pencil.

Xie Zhuo couldn't help but smile every time he saw her handwriting.

The girl sitting diagonally opposite Xie Zhuo felt disappointed when she found out that Xie Zhuo was married and had children, but she also accepted it. However, when she saw Xie Zhuo smiling from time to time, she couldn't take her eyes off him.

Her mother slapped her in the face, and she pouted and looked away reluctantly.

When her mother closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair to sleep, her gaze turned to Xie Zhuo again.

He is so handsome!

She had never seen anyone so good-looking in her life.

Xie Zhuo had been immersed in the book. When he was distracted occasionally, he wondered what Xu Yan was doing. Was he reading like him, or was he called to Aunt Yang's house?

In fact, neither is true. Xu Yan was sewing a quilt just like Li Aihua.

Take apart last year's thick quilt, fluff up the cotton inside, and sew it again.

"Shoot like this," Li Aihua saw Xu Yan standing beside her, at a loss, and demonstrated to her with a wooden stick.

"Or if you don't know how to take photos, and you have more time, you can slowly tear apart the cotton that is stuck together little by little. This way the effect will be better than taking photos."

With Li Aihua talking non-stop beside him, Xu Yan finally no longer felt that the room was too quiet and lonely. Instead, it seemed a little too lively.

Because Li Aihua said she would go home to get a shoe sole, and while she was sewing the sole, she told her how to tear the cotton evenly, and then she brought a group of people over.

Xu Yan felt that before she had time to join in on a topic, another sister-in-law started a new topic in just a few words.

"Hey, did you know that Sun Jiarou is pregnant," an aunt suddenly gossiped.