Reborn in 1979, with a female educated youth lying next to me.

"Yan'er, don't worry, he said he's been a bit busy lately and is probably thinking about making some time."

Guo Xiaolan was nervous, and while speaking, she kept glancing at Guo Xiaoyan's expression.

Guo Xiaoyan simply snorted coldly.

"Sister, don't take his side. That's just the kind of person Liu Jia is!"

Guo Xiaoyan didn't say the rest, but she was already seething with anger inside!

In the past, Liu Jia cherished her dearly; she was the apple of his eye!

Now that we're divorced, he's so heartless. Do I have to wait in line and make an appointment just to see him?

Liu Jia, you have quite the airs!

Guo Xiaoyan grew angrier the more she thought about it, and even her cheeks puffed up.

"Yan'er, don't be angry. No matter what, he agreed to see you. Besides, wasn't Liu Jia's mother getting these peanut shells for your own good?"

The expression on Guo Xiaoyan's face softened a bit when peanut skins were mentioned.

With such a big bag of peanut skins in front of you, how many peanuts would you have to peel, and how much time would you waste?

Thinking of Zhang Guilan, Guo Xiaoyan's nose tingled and her eyes reddened.

Regardless of how Liu Jia treated her, Zhang Guilan was exceptionally good to her, a fact that Guo Xiaoyan also acknowledged.

Seeing that Guo Xiaoyan didn't speak, Guo Xiaolan sat down next to her.

Seeing the two bags on the bedside table, Guo Xiaolan looked puzzled again.

"Yan'er, what is this?"

Following Guo Xiaolan's gaze, Guo Xiaoyan answered casually.

“These were delivered by Cao Xiangyang. He’s currently at the garment factory doing business. They are two ready-made dresses.”

"A ready-to-wear dress? How much would that cost?"

Guo Xiaolan's eyes flashed with surprise. Seeing that the bag was still unopened, she couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you even see what was inside?"

“I already have enough clothes, but he insisted on keeping them. You can have both of these.”

"How can that be? How can I accept something given to me by your classmate?"

Guo Xiaolan tried to refuse, but Guo Xiaoyan insisted on stuffing the bag into Guo Xiaolan's hands, saying, "Just wear it. I don't even have enough clothes to wear. Besides, I don't really like these."

Guo Xiaolan put the clothes aside, her words full of probing, "Yan'er, is that classmate Cao still pursuing you? Have you met his parents?"

"Sister, we haven't even done anything yet, how can I meet his parents? That's impossible."

Guo Xiaoyan's statement was absolutely certain, but Liu Jia's image flashed through Guo Xiaolan's mind.

I wonder if, in the quiet of the night, Guo Xiaoyan compares Cao Xiangyang to Liu Jia.

I've met both of these people before.

If you put them together, they are absolutely incomparable types.

Liu Jia is healthy and energetic, giving people a sense of composure and decisiveness.

That Cao Xiangyang had a scholarly air about him, the typical look of an intellectual.

It's unclear which one Guo Xiaoyan prefers more.

"Sister, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just saw Liu Jia this time, and he seemed thinner than before. I guess he's just really busy."

Guo Xiaoyan pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, "What's so busy he has to do? He's always running to the city every other day. He can't possibly be tired from working."

As for Guo Xiaolan's comment that Liu Jia had lost weight, Guo Xiaoyan could only purse her lips again.

Fortunately, Guo Xiaoyan felt more at ease knowing she would be able to see Liu Jia the day after tomorrow.

The next morning, Cao Xiangyang arrived at the Guo family's house.

As usual, Cao Xiangyang carried canned goods, malted milk powder, and two pounds of brown sugar.

His other hand was also bulging.

Seeing Cao Xiangyang carrying large and small bags into the house, Zhang Xiuying looked embarrassed.

"Xiao Cao, you're here, but why are you carrying so much stuff? You haven't even touched the things you brought last time, and now you've brought a whole bunch more."

Zhang Xiuying's previous politeness had turned into resentment.

Cao Xiangyang put the things on the coffee table and pointed to the two bags. "Auntie, these are the new styles from our clothing factory. I bought one set for you and one for Guo Xiaolan. Please take a look and see if they fit."

"How can this be? You have to take this back. I can't accept it."

As she spoke, a serious expression appeared on Zhang Xiuying's face.

Zhang Xiuying was born into a scholarly family with a good financial background. A few years ago, all the family's clothes were custom-made by tailors, but Zhang Xiuying also knew that these ready-made clothes were not cheap.

Last time Cao Xiangyang came, he brought Guo Xiaoyan two sets of clothes. This time he brought two more sets. Even if Cao Xiangyang's father is a section chief in the garment factory, he shouldn't do this.

"Auntie, I didn't buy these clothes. They were sample garments made according to the mannequins. I thought the size was right, so I brought them over. Please accept them."

"Is that true?"

"Would I lie to you? I think your figure is even better than that model's; you'd definitely look good in it!"

Zhang Xiuying was amused by Cao Xiangyang's words, and the atmosphere in the room became more relaxed.

After a brief chat, Cao Xiangyang asked about Guo Xiaoyan.

Zhang Xiuying quietly pointed to the second floor, "They're upstairs. They thought it was noisy downstairs and would affect their reading, so they moved upstairs this morning."

"May I go see her?"

Cao Xiangyang was very polite when he asked the questions.

Zhang Xiuying readily agreed and even said she wanted Cao Xiangyang to stay for dinner.

upstairs.

Guo Xiaoyan had heard Cao Xiangyang's voice long ago, but she was unwilling to come down.

Guo Xiaoyan only closed her book when she heard footsteps in the corridor.

First came a knock on the door, then Cao Xiangyang's voice rang out.

"Xiaoyan, may I come in?"

Guo Xiaoyan hesitated for a moment before answering, "Okay, come in."

Cao Xiangyang straightened his clothes, subtly concealing the joy on his lips, before pushing open the door and entering.

"Xiaoyan, I heard from your aunt that you're reading a book. Is it a novel?"

While asking the question, Cao Xiangyang's gaze had already turned to the desk.

Suddenly, Cao Xiangyang realized that something looked very familiar.

A net bag.

There was also a bunch of things wrapped in white cloth inside!

This item... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

Cao Xiangyang frowned and began to think instinctively.

Guo Xiaoyan didn't notice Cao Xiangyang's actions. "It's a history book that my sister brought back from the library. I got a library card, so it's convenient for me to read it."

"Oh, what is this?"

Unable to recall the origin of the object before him, Cao Xiangyang pointed to the net and asked a question.

"This is... something I brought from my hometown to make tea."

Upon hearing the word "hometown," Cao Xiangyang suddenly remembered something!

This thing used to hang on Liu Jia's handlebars, right?

When I was at the supply and marketing cooperative, I once blocked Liu Jia's way. Later, Liu Jia bumped into me and left on his bicycle.

There was something like that dangling from his handlebars.

At the time, I thought to myself, "A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. He even brings his own food when he comes to the city. He looks like a country bumpkin who has to work hard in the fields."

At the time, I even mocked him for being unsophisticated and embarrassing himself.

Unexpectedly, this thing actually appeared on Guo Xiaoyan's desk!

Cao Xiangyang was certain that he hadn't seen it.

At the same time, my doubts grew stronger.

Didn't they say they were already divorced? Logically, they shouldn't be in contact anymore.

But judging from the current situation, things don't seem to be as I imagined!

"From your hometown?" Cao Xiangyang asked again.

Guo Xiaoyan tilted her head back, reached out and swung her braid behind her, her expression turning cold.

"What? You want one too?"

There was a hint of unfamiliarity in Guo Xiaoyan's words, and Cao Xiangyang immediately shook his head upon noticing it.

"No, I'm just curious. What don't we have in the city? Everything we make in the city is better than what we have back home. Why are we drinking something from the countryside?"

"Different things have different values."

Guo Xiaoyan gave a brief reply and then said nothing more.

Cao Xiangyang was rebuffed and laughed awkwardly several times.

"Xiaoyan, are you free the day after tomorrow at noon? How about we have lunch together and then go to the theater? I've already bought the tickets, and they were so hard to get! It's a ballet!"

Cao Xiangyang looked at Guo Xiaoyan with excitement on his face.

I thought Guo Xiaoyan would readily agree, but to my surprise, she replied without even looking up, "I have something to do the day after tomorrow at noon. You'll have to find someone else."

"What a coincidence! Is your matter very important?"

Cao Xiangyang refused to give up.

Guo Xiaoyan nodded solemnly, "Yes, it's very important to me."

Cao Xiangyang touched the tickets in his pocket, and the disappointment on his face could no longer be hidden.

Guo Xiaoyan hasn't officially started working yet; is there anything important going on?

Is it...

Looking at the net bag on the table, Cao Xiangyang suddenly thought of Liu Jia, and then a ruthless glint appeared in his eyes!

Guo Xiaoyan is very naive; besides herself, the only other man she has been in contact with is Liu Jia.

Is that Liu Jia?

For some inexplicable reason, Cao Xiangyang actually asked the question directly.

Guo Xiaoyan was taken aback, and immediately blushed. "Cao Xiangyang, this is my privacy. Can you please not pry into it?"