Reborn back to college to have a love affair

Returning home for the first time after rebirth

Sitting on a bus in the countryside, I looked at the gravel road that was once so familiar but has not yet been paved with asphalt, and the bare poplar trees on both sides of the road that were rapidly receding.

Everything is so familiar, yet everything is so strange.

But, very down-to-earth.

After getting off the bus, the three of them walked slowly home along the village entrance.

I met familiar folks along the way.

"Qingqing is on vacation? Old Xia, have you guys gone to pick up the kids?"

When the uncles and aunts saw her, they greeted her warmly, and she also greeted them sweetly.

Xia Qing is the first college student in the village. In her previous life, Xia Qing disliked the villagers and felt that they were not as sincere and simple as outsiders thought.

But after being reborn, she knew that she couldn't look at things one-sidedly, couldn't be biased, and couldn't kill an entire village with one blow just because of some people.

She responds with kindness to those who are well-intentioned, and doesn't want to deal with those who are malicious.

When he got home, he looked at the three low bungalows in front of him, the home where he was raised.

They went into the house and put down their luggage. Their brother had not come back yet, so they took the things to the kitchen.

"Mom, you and Dad take a rest, I'll cook and show you my cooking skills."

In her previous life, she lived in Beijing for ten years and often cooked for herself in order to save money.

I won’t say it’s very delicious, but it’s definitely not bad.

"Let me do it. You've been on the bus all day. Take a rest." The mother felt sorry for her daughter and took out the cooked food she bought from the supermarket to cut it.

Xia Qing stopped it.

"Mom, I'm not tired, your daughter is in good health"

Mother Xia smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, okay." She thought that her daughter had been in school all the time and had no chance to cook, but she didn't want to let her daughter feel disappointed for being so filial. At most, she could just watch over her from the side for a while.

Xia Qing, seeing that her mother didn't move much, wanted to ask her mother to go out for a while, as she could handle it here by herself.

"Mom, I'll cut up these cooked dishes first. Go out and ask Dad what hot dishes he wants."

Mom finally left.

"Only the dishes we have at home..."

"I know~" Mom's voice came from the west room, and then I heard, "Your dad said whatever, anything is fine."

"Okay, then I'll make the decision~" At home, I just have to shout loudly.

There are limited fresh vegetables in the north in winter, so Xia Qing cut some cold vegetables, peeled and shredded two potatoes, and fried some hot and sour potato shreds. She also opened the can of tomatoes her mother had made in the summer and made scrambled eggs with tomatoes and some pickled cabbage.

I originally wanted to stir-fry some meat, but the meat was frozen too solid and didn't have time to thaw. Fortunately, the prepared food I bought were all meat dishes: a small plate of sausages, a small plate of pork liver, and a small plate of toothpick meat. My younger brother likes fried toothpick meat, so Xia Qing fried it again.

Time flies.

When the food was almost ready, my younger brother Xia Cong came back.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked for his sister, "Sister~" He knew that his parents had gone to pick up his sister today.

"Hey! Here it is," "Dinner is almost ready."

"okay"

The family had a happy meal.

After meal

I went to grandma's house with my dad, and my younger brother came along.

My grandmother lived with my uncle, who never got married or had children.

Their village is divided into three areas. The area where grandma lives is the street. The area west of the street is the west end, which is basically home to the fathers and generations with the surname Xia. The area east of the street is the east end, which is home to the fathers and generations with the surname Zhang. The older generations with the surnames Zhang and Xia live in the street.

They crossed the street and took a shortcut to grandma's house. In winter, grandma's family ate early and was ready to go to bed.

Xia Qing opened the door and called out "Grandma, Grandpa [Uncle]" before she even lifted the curtain to enter.

"Oh, my Xiaoqing is back," grandma said excitedly.

Xia Qing and her father lifted the thick cotton curtain and entered the house. Grandma and uncle were playing Hu mahjong.

When I saw them come in, I stopped playing.

"Your mother said yesterday that she would lend it to you today. I was wondering when my Xiaoqing would be home."

"I came back by the bus from the village entrance in the evening, and it was dark when I got off the bus." I spoke loudly because I was afraid that my grandma couldn't hear me.

"Have you eaten yet?" Grandma looked at her lovingly.

"I've eaten, I've eaten, grandma. Come to my house with my uncle tomorrow. We went to the county supermarket today and bought a lot of delicious food. Let's have a delicious meal tomorrow."

"Okay, okay," grandma smiled from ear to ear.

Uncle and dad chatted about some family matters, and then grandma let them go home.

It’s too cold at night in winter, especially these few days, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

Walking in the dark winter night, the snow on both sides of the road that had fallen a few days ago had not melted yet, and it was shining whitely under the moonlight.

Xia Qing walked at the end, checking the messages on her phone as she walked.

Jiang Shaojia lived in the city, so he got home quickly. When he got home, Xia Qing was still in the county town.

When Xia Qing got home, she was so busy cooking that she forgot to reply to his message.

It wasn't until just now that I remembered that I hadn't sent him a message.

"Jiang Shao, I'm home. I was delayed by something and forgot to reply to your message, hehe."

There was a quick reply.

"Baby, have our feelings faded just after we broke up? Am I no longer important? So sad~" Xia Qing couldn't imagine his mentality when he sent her such a funny message with such a cold face.

A cool and handsome guy, a cool and handsome guy, is he so funny in private?

Or was it the filter she used for her first impression of him, actually he wasn't cold at all.

The two of them were chatting and sending messages, when suddenly

"Sister, are you in love?" Xia Cong had come to his side without knowing when, and asked her in a low voice with suspicion.

Xia Qing was startled.

"What nonsense! All of our roommates are going home today to check on each other."

"Really? Then why are you smiling like that?" Xia Cong was skeptical. "Sister, if you have a boyfriend, you must tell me. I want to be the first to know."

"Okay, I give in to you. What does it matter if we're first or second?" Xia Qing was helpless against her brother's insistence.

"You don't understand. Anyway, you should have told me earlier."

"You're still asking me, do you have a girlfriend? My mom said there are always a few girls waiting for you at the intersection when you go to work..."

"That's not the case. It was dark in the morning and they were afraid so they went to the factory together. It was safer with men around."

"Are you kidding me?" This time it was Xia Qing's turn to be suspicious.

"What are you thinking about? It's definitely not..." He said and ran away without waiting for Xia Qing to continue asking.

Xia Qing quickly chased after him, "Little brother, don't go, haha, I have something else to ask you..."

"What do you want to ask? I have to go back quickly. It's too cold outside." Xia Cong changed the subject and continued to walk quickly, just to prevent Xia Qing from catching up with her.

After all this running and making noise, the originally cold body warmed up.

Father Xia watched them playing from behind and called out to them with a smile:

"The road has melted and frozen again. It's very slippery. Be careful not to fall!!!"

Whoever falls feels the pain.

The two of them immediately restrained themselves.