You have the right not to speak.

When looking for a part-time job during summer vacation this year, Wei Qianqian picked up several small jobs but felt that none of them were suitable. They either had to work late shifts or the commute was too long.

Grandpa comforted her, "Qian'er, it's okay. Grandpa still has some savings, and the family has no shortage of rice or meat. Just stay at home and review your lessons to prepare for the college entrance examination."

Although there is still a year to go before the college entrance examination, the thing that the old man is most concerned about is his granddaughter's future. It is said that knowledge can change poverty, and it is human nature for every family to want their sons to become successful.

It's windy and rainy outside, so it's safer at home. Ever since she was sexually harassed by the owner of the small hotel, Qianqian feels that every man who approaches her has a purpose, except for her grandfather, of course.

In the 80s, there was almost no time for dating. Besides, both male and female students were still relatively shy. In particular, students who knew foreign languages ​​were considered "rare metals" and "ethnic minorities".

Surrounded by goddesses, boys can only watch because they don’t have much time. Anyway, the greatest happiness at that time was to hang out in the library, exercise, study, and do homework.

In this era, in my free time on weekends, I would go on a shabby bicycle to go on an outing or visit other colleges. Sometimes I would tutor to supplement my pocket money. My greatest joy was to take bus No. 212 to the bookstore on Beijing Road to read the latest books.

After graduation, Wei Qianqian discovered that all first-tier cities have a Beijing Road, which is particularly famous and bustling. Most of the money saved from frugality or earned from "part-time work" is used to buy books. They are eager to get nutrition from books.

"Work-study" is a fashionable and resounding term on campus. The book kiosks, laundries, photo processing shops and bakeries opened by students on campus are "reasonable and legal" and supported by the school's Youth League Committee.

What games did students like to play in the early 80s? At that time, they played games of sentiment: playing the piano, singing, roller skating, and playing ball.

There is no computer game like today, which is so exciting. On a sunny day, you can ride a bicycle to the suburbs for group activities, make one more friend, and then lose one friend the next day.

This is a metaphysics. If you are interested, you can count your own circle of friends.

On weekend nights, people would go to a dance hall to dance ballroom dancing or watch a movie in an open-air square and have a blast. Ballroom dancing was popular at that time.

Of course, the money must be in place. Grandpa is a hardworking old bee. He raises dozens of chickens and ducks, and has a few dozen yuan in retirement allowances. In addition, Qianqian meets the requirements for minimum living allowance assistance. Occasionally, he will sell the vegetables that Qianqian grows in the town. The grandfather and grandson can eat meat seven times a month. Hehehe

In the 80s, people in the countryside were simple and honest. Everyone was very poor. They could wear clothes for three years after mending them. They were free from the intrigues of the powerful and did not have too many desires. With the reduced desire for consumption, people lived in peace.

On this day, a man from a neighboring village came to order ten chickens. The market price was 1.3 yuan per pound. As he wanted more eggs, my grandfather reduced the price by one cent to 7 cents per chicken. The customer readily ordered 30 chickens. He had already received a 20 yuan deposit. However, due to the long distance, the seller's bamboo basket could not hold all the eggs.

After weighing the pros and cons, Grandpa decided to help the seller deliver the goods to the door. He borrowed a bullock cart from the village chief. The grandfather and grandson worked together to load the chicken coop and eggs onto the bullock cart. Grandpa hurried on to deliver the goods without looking back. Qianqian was left at home with the two dogs. After playing with Dahei for a while, Qianqian remembered the flowers and plants that her best friend Yuzhu had sent her in the morning, and hurried to find a plate to plant them.

Qianqian was busy with muddy hands, supporting a bougainvillea plant. Thinking that there would be a sea of ​​flowers inside the bamboo forest wall, Qianqian worked even harder. Suddenly, a series of dog barks sounded. Qianqian looked at the wooden door that was half opened. Was there an uninvited guest?

Qianqian shouted crisply: "Dahei and Dahuang, stop shouting!"

A beautiful middle-aged woman looked at Qianqian and said, "Do you still remember me?... I came to see you and then you left."

Qianqian looked at the woman in confusion, thinking she looked familiar. She patted Dahei on the forehead to signal him to stop barking and lie down. Dahuang immediately lay down at Qianqian's feet as if he was competing for her favor.

Seeing Qianqian didn't say anything, the woman introduced herself: "Li Zhi, the boss of Aiqun Hotel, is my husband."

Qianqian couldn't help but frown: "..." Why did you mention that scumbag?

The middle-aged beautiful woman continued: "You look like your mother Huang Huiming... ahem... I thought you looked very familiar. Your mother and I used to play together before she got married. We were good classmates."

Huang Huiming, Grandpa also said that my mother's name is this, and my father's name is Wei Yijun. It turns out that we are old acquaintances. So what? I am one of the girls bullied by your husband. You saved me once, and I remember it. Qianqian couldn't help but complain in her heart. On the surface, she still said politely without leaving any trace:

"Auntie, I'll pour you a glass of water. Thank you for coming to visit me."

Middle-aged woman Zhang Mei was also very upset. If there hadn't been so many strange things happening at home, she wouldn't have come here. Verification required!

Zhang Mei tried to control her emotions and tried to look like a kind elder. She cleared her throat.

Zhang Mei said softly, "What a sensible child. Your name is Wei Qianqian, right? Your aunt also came to your first birthday... ahem..."

All memories before the age of three were lost. This was Qianqian's secret. Qianqian bit her lip and kept silent. Zhang Mei realized it later and slapped her thigh.

Zhang Mei spoke again: "I'm sorry, your parents will definitely come back, child, you must be strong and live on."

Zhang Mei couldn't help but touch Qianqian's soft hair, which was quite smooth. Then she looked at Qianqian's little face, her eyes were blinking, her eyelashes were long, her shoulders were shaking, and her facial features were wrinkled as if she wanted to cry.

Qianqian trembled and said, "Auntie, is that true? I miss them so much."

Qianqian's tears flowed uncontrollably, but she managed to hold back her tears. Zhang Mei felt distressed and admired her. A 14-and-a-half-year-old child had a terrifyingly strong heart. Thinking of the purpose of this visit,

Zhang Mei organized a word and said, "Really, I will. Qianqian, have you noticed anything strange recently, or have any strange people approached you?"

Qianqian thought about it and shook her head. Someone came to buy ten chickens, which shouldn't be a strange thing. The buyer couldn't turn into a weasel. After liberation, it was forbidden for animals to turn into goblins. Hehehe, the girl's worries faded quickly.

Zhang Mei was relieved to see Qianqian's complexion return to normal. She had one last question for Qianqian.

Zhang Mei pressed the audio button and continued, "After Li Zhi harassed you that time, he was beaten up in a sack at the end of the alley. The Hunan girl Liu Xiang also left a month after you left... Ahem, what I want to say is that there have been some strange guests at the Aiqun Hotel recently..."

The old pervert was put into a sack. Qianqian heard it and said in her heart: "That's great!"

Thinking that Li Zhi and Zhang Mei are husband and wife,

Qianqian knew it was her turn to respond: "Aunt, what's so strange? I haven't encountered it."

Be careful with your words. Qianqian is very frugal with words in this matter. After all, it is the first time they meet. Although we are both women, she can clearly feel that the other party is not well-intentioned.