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"Just when I was about to let it go, you came," Xu Yan said.

Xie Zhuo didn't say anything else. After seeing Xu Yan recovered, he took down the backpack and put all the books in it.

Xu Yan subconsciously took a look inside the backpack. All the wild mushrooms that Xie Zhuo carried had been sold out, but there were a few small boxes at the bottom of the basket. He didn't know what they were for.

Now that it's been casually covered by the book, it's completely invisible.

She looked at Xie Zhuo again and didn't ask any more questions.

Two people were standing and talking at the door of the bookstore. The old man who had entered the bookstore a long time ago came out again at some point. When he saw Xie Zhuo and Xu Yan standing together, his face looked a little strange.

"Do you know?"

The old man suddenly asked.

The voice was right behind Xu Yan. Xu Yan was startled and turned his head to look back.

The old man stood not far from them with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Xie Zhuo, and it was estimated that his words were directed at Xie Zhuo.

Sure enough, Xie Zhuo also saw him, stopped what he was doing, nodded at him, and called out "Uncle".

Then he said, "My boyfriend."

Xu Yan was stunned for a few seconds when he called her "my boyfriend". She didn't even have time to think about the fact that he knew the old man who had cheated her out of 80 yuan.

It was almost twelve o'clock, the sun was at its zenith, and people's faces were burning.

Xu Yan pulled his straw hat down to block out the strong light.

After a long pause, she turned to look at Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo's mouth was very tight, but he didn't show any special expression, except that his ears were pointed...

It seems to be a little red again?

Xu Yan felt a little surprised, and the discomfort he had just felt suddenly dissipated a lot.

She really didn't expect that Xie Zhuo, a strong man who was almost 1.9 meters tall, could be so innocent. It was obviously he who said the words, and in the end he was the one who felt the most embarrassed.

While Xu Yan was staring at Xie Zhuo, the old man was also staring at Xu Yan.

"The little girl from the Sun family?" The old man's eyes were still on Xu Yan's face. After a while, he frowned and said, "I don't remember her looking like this."

"It's not her," Xie Zhuo said.

The old man was still waiting for his next words, but he didn't expect Xie Zhuo to say anything more. After a long while, he just said, "We will get married in two days. If you have time, come to the village for a drink."

The old man's brows furrowed even tighter.

Xie Zhuo didn't pay much attention to his reaction. He turned his head and saw Xu Yan standing in the sun. He pushed his bicycle to the side to make some space for him and said, "Stand inside."

Xu Yan came back to his senses.

The old man watched their interaction, opened his mouth, and closed it again when his eyes fell on Xu Yan. Finally, he winked at Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo glanced at him and pretended not to understand what he meant. He tied the backpack to the front beam of the car and then sat on the seat with his legs crossed.

His legs are really long too.

Most people riding this kind of 28-bar bicycle can rarely sit on the seat with both feet firmly on the ground.

Xu Yan looked at it a few more times.

"Sit on it," Xie Zhuo folded the cloth that had been used to wrap the radio and spread it on the back seat of the bicycle. Seeing that Xu Yan was still standing still, he continued, "It's quite thick, so it shouldn't hurt."

Xu Yan hadn't thought of this. She only now had time to think about Xie Zhuo's acquaintance with the old man.

I know you.

Now that we know each other...

Her eyes moved around the old man.

"What's wrong?" Xie Zhuo was still waiting for Xu Yan to get in the car. Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, he was about to turn around when a hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The young educated youth is really innocent.

Xie Zhuo wore a dark-colored dress when he went out today. Compared with the hands hanging on the dress, it felt like the dress was almost the same color as charcoal.

"Hmm?" Xie Zhuo looked away.

"He just robbed me of eighty dollars," Xu Yan glanced at the old man.

"Hey! How can you talk nonsense like that?"

Almost as soon as Xu Yan finished speaking, the old man shouted, "Who stole it? Didn't you give it to me yourself? Why are you accusing me wrongly?"

There are four sentences in total, each one louder than the last.

There were a few people on their way to the state-owned restaurant for dinner. When they heard the noise, they thought there was some excitement and stretched their necks to look over here.

The old man shut up immediately.

"You sold these few books to me for 80 yuan," Xu Yan pointed at the books in the backpack, "Isn't that just robbing me?"

Xie Zhuo immediately turned and looked at the old man.

"I, I," the old man felt a little guilty, but he still said stubbornly, "I also said that it is the treasure of the store. It is worth that price. If you don't want it, you don't have to give it up."

"What book?" Xie Zhuo had already lowered his head to look into the backpack.

When he was putting the books in, he was in a hurry to go back and didn't look closely. He only saw a book for children to learn to read.

"High school textbooks," Xu Yan continued to complain, "He said that he's the only one in the entire county that has them, and other places can't get them."

When Xie Zhuo heard this, he looked at the old man again.

"That's right," the old man didn't even dare to look Xie Zhuo in the eye, "I'm the only bookstore in the city. You won't find it anywhere else!"

Xu Yan: “…”

Having lived in the later world for more than 20 years and only been here for a few days, she really had no idea how many bookstores there were in a remote town like Qingping County in this era.

She just saw that Xie Zhuo knew him, and was thinking about getting the money back and going to other bookstores to have a look.

She couldn't find the bookstore, Xie Zhuo should know.

I never expected that there is only one bookstore in such a large county!

"I'll give you the money back," the old man said without waiting for Xu Yan to say anything more. He stuffed the eighty yuan he had just received into her hand, and then walked into the bookstore without looking back. "Hurry up, hurry up."

Xu Yan looked at the money in his hand, then looked at the book.

"It's okay, take it," said Xie Zhuo.

"He is just like that," Xie Zhuo saw Xu Yan still staring at Xie Fuwei who had just entered, and glanced at the high school math textbook in the backpack, "He doesn't like it very much... He's still thinking about going to college."

Xu Yan tilted his head to look at him.

"His son and I were classmates," Xie Zhuo said. "High school classmates."

After saying that, he noticed Xu Yan's slightly strange look and raised his eyebrows, "Why, the educated youth camp makes up stories every day that I have never been to school, and you believe them?"

"No," Xu Yan didn't know what to say.

She heard from the educated youth at the educated youth site that Xie Zhuo had never been to school.

She saw it from the original text.

The original author repeatedly emphasized that he had never been to school, and said that he was ugly, had a bad temper, and his behavior and words were vulgar. With such a condition, he still expected Sun Jiarou to like him.

It's just a daydream!

"His son's name is Xie Yaozu." Xie Zhuo didn't care much about Xu Yan's attitude and continued, "He has been a good student since he was young. Probably influenced by his family, he said he wanted to go to college when he was in elementary school."

"But no one expected that the college entrance examination would be cancelled just when we were about to graduate from junior high school and enter high school."

Xie Zhuo half-squinted his eyes and tapped his fingers on the handlebars. "Although classes were suspended in many places at that time, our place is relatively remote and was not affected that much. Classes were completely suspended only when the educated youth went to work in the countryside."

Xu Yan had also read a few period novels. He couldn’t remember the others, but he still remembered those important time points.

She roughly calculated that Xie Zhuo should be 17 years old and in the second year of high school.

"He is usually stubborn and likes to get stuck in a rut," Xie Zhuo continued, "He always thinks that the college entrance examination will suddenly be resumed one day, so..."

"I don't know how he got to the cowshed. When he was caught, he was studying a foreign language with a foreign language teacher. Later, he died."

Xie Zhuo's tone softened a bit when he said this.

Xu Yan could tell that he was not in a good mood when he said this.

She wanted Xie Zhuo to stop talking, but she heard Xie Zhuo speaking again.

"His father only has him as his son, and he loves him very much. He never let him do anything else except studying. He never expected that this would be the ending."

"So whenever he sees someone looking for high school textbooks, he gets a little…"

"Yeah," Xu Yan nodded, looked at Xie Zhuo a few more times, and when he saw that he had fully recovered, he sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

Then he patted Xie Zhuo on the back and said, "Let's go."