The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

Song Hongyu lowered her head, raised her hand to rub her eyes, and said softly with red ears, "Thank you, Wang Zhiqing, but this money is too valuable, I can't accept it."

Wang Zhiqing offered no pretentious advice, simply saying, "Take it. Consider it a New Year's gift to you. Your brother will use it even if you don't. Besides, we might not see each other again, so this can be considered a farewell gift."

Song Hongyu looked up and saw Wang Zhiqing's smiling eyes, and her heart warmed. "Well, thank you." She took the pen with her small hand. It was still a little heavy in her hand, so she held it tightly, thinking that she would make him a Zhongshan suit when she got some cloth.

Wang Zhiqing patted her head again and felt that she had grown a lot taller.

"Wang, Wang Zhiqing, Li Zhiqing, take it back and try it. I'll wait here. If there's anything inappropriate, I'll make some changes..."

Her voice was so soft that only Wang Zhiqing heard it. The noisy group of people were still looking at the names and blessings on the clothes.

Wang Zhiqing couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Hey, cough, everyone, be quiet! Comrade Xiao Song wants you to try on some clothes! If they don't fit, they're waiting to be altered! Get moving, comrades!"

Song Hongyu blushed under everyone's focused gaze, and she lowered her head while holding the pen tightly.

Li Zhiqing had wanted to try it for a long time. He smiled and hugged the petite Song Hongyu, "Our comrade Song is really considerate. I'll go first! Hahahaha"

The educated youth who did not make clothes also joined in the fun.

As they passed by Song Hongyu, they all patted her on the head, and Song Hongyu blushed.

A group of people wearing beautiful and well-fitting clothes appeared together. The scene was simply eye-catching, especially since the clothes fit them well and avoided their own flaws. It was so satisfying.

Seeing that everyone was satisfied, Hongyu breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Because cotton is hard to find at this time, I made the clothes into something that can be put on. It has a layer, so it is also convenient to wash."

"Do you need me to help you put it on?"

Some people who didn’t make clothes regretted it, thinking that they could squeeze out the money in their pockets.

People didn't focus on the interlayer and thought it was thickened clothes. Now they know that it can be put on. This way, you don't have to take the cotton-padded jacket apart and sew it up again when washing it. It is really convenient.

Everyone has their own thoughts at the same time.

Li Zhiqing was almost fascinated by her cuteness and pinched her cheek. "You are so thoughtful. Sister has a gift for you too."

The male educated youth were driven out.

The female educated youth closed the door and no one knew what they were doing.

When she came out again, Hongyu's hair had been braided into a centipede braid, her gloomy bangs had been tucked away, and the birthmark on her face had been outlined by Li Zhiqing with lip balm, making the butterfly-shaped birthmark more three-dimensional.

Hongyu had obviously been crying, and her eyes were a little red. If you didn't know her, you would think she was bullied. The people who saw her were amazed and felt pity for her.

Hongyu shyly saw the people outside, all looking at her. She subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to cover her birthmark, but Li Zhiqing held her hand back.

She encouraged him, "Hongyu, you must have confidence. This is not your fault. You are very outstanding and beautiful. Look at these brothers and sisters, they are all stunned."

It is true, it is so stunning. Her gentle and pitiful facial features are set off by her fiery red butterfly birthmark, which instantly gives her a very contradictory yet very appropriate sense of charm, which is very impactful.

Li Zhiqing's voice awakened the silent crowd, and they all praised him in a kind manner. Hongyu was shy, like a red rose with its head bowed.

Hongyu refused Li Zhiqing's offer to see her off, took away a bag of gifts given by the educated youths, and left with a blushing face.

When she arrived at the door of her house, she found Zhang Wenhua. Zhang Wenhua's eyes were full of amazement. She felt her heart pounding and felt very unfamiliar.

He was now holding a fish, probably wanting to add another dish to her.

Song Hongyu pursed her lips, and seeing that he didn't say anything, she walked around him to the door of her house.

Just as she was about to go in, Zhang Wenhua grabbed her arm with his big hand. Song Hongyu felt the pain and screamed "Ah!" The small bag in her hand fell to the ground, and a piece of biscuit rolled in the snow.

Zhang Wenhua immediately let go of his hand, "I... I didn't mean it, I'm sorry..." Song Hongyu didn't say anything, but her eyes were a little red, and she squatted down silently to pick up the things.

Zhang Wenhua was very upset. He wanted to help, but all the trash had already been picked up.

Hongyu turned around and went home. He followed her into the yard in a hurry and stuffed the fish into her arms, but Hongyu dodged him.

Zhang Wenhua pursed his lips and looked fierce.

Song Hongjun had been waiting there for a long time. He looked at the door every few minutes and saw his sister coming home. He jumped out happily and saw Zhang Wenhua scolding his sister.

She rushed over like a cannonball, screaming "Ahhh", and bumped into his thigh head-on.

Zhang Wenhua was knocked back a step, and Song Hongyu immediately hugged Hong Jun, "I'll beat you to death! Don't bully my sister!"

Zhang Wenhua felt very uncomfortable. He didn't...

Zhang Wenhua looked at the ferocious Hong Jun and suddenly thought of everything he had done to Hong Yu before.

Now the positions are reversed and he has become the most helpless one. Is it so painful?

"Okay, Hongjun, he didn't bully me. Let's not get angry with irrelevant people." She hugged Hongjun and coaxed him, patted him, and Hongjun hugged his sister and nodded obediently.

"Irrelevant? Do you hate me?" The young man stood there stubbornly, staring at Song Hongyu's face. He wanted an answer.

Song Hongyu hugged Hong Jun and faced him straight, "Did you see my face?"

Zhang Wenhua looked at her face and thought it was really beautiful. He didn't understand why, but nodded anyway.

"Are you frightened?"

Zhang Wenhua's face was a little pale.

"Have I ever hurt you?"

"Have you been called ugly for more than ten years?"

"Have you been bullied for more than ten years?"

"Why can't I hate you!"

"Why can't I hate you!"

"Why should I like you just because you're nice to me? I don't want to!"

"I! I don't want to have anything to do with you!"

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Zhang Wenhua didn't know how he got back. When he got back, he was still holding the fish and sitting on the stone mill in the yard in a daze, his face blue from the cold.

Aunt Zhang felt distressed when she saw this, so she helped him into the house and blamed Hongyu for being too cruel.

Zhang Wenhua was ill, and he kept thinking about those words over and over again. They were like the bayonets Hongyu had stabbed him with. He did not blame her, but he felt indescribably uncomfortable.

He was unconscious due to a high fever, but he kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zhang Wenhua was sick for a few days and just missed the New Year.

Aunt Zhang took care of Wenhua for a few days and then scolded Hongyu for a few days.

Hongyu didn't know, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care. From that day on, Hongyu became confident, not only in appearance but also in her heart.

Little Red Army soldier praises his sister every day, and has become his sister's treasured brother without any instruction. His little mouth is as sweet as honey, and he uses his limited vocabulary to try his best to find different ways to praise his sister's beauty.

He likes his sister like this, he can't put it into words, he just likes his sister the way she is now.