Suisui at Seventy

After understanding the situation, the tour guide was grateful to Jiang Suisui in every way, so enthusiastic that she couldn't get away even if she wanted to leave.

Had it not been for Song Weizheng's blocking, the tour guide would have wanted to take Jiang Suisui's hand to thank him.

Finally, the tour guide said: "Sister, you said so well in foreign language! Are you interested in coming to our travel agency? It's fine to receive foreign tourists. They also like to give tips. I heard that it is generous. Oh, yes! Don't you Worry, the few foreigners just now are exceptions, and most people are not like this!"

Jiang Suisui smiled and pushed back: "No, I'm still in school, I can't work..."

"Still going to school! Sure enough, I knew you are a cultural person!" The tour guide resolutely said: "It's okay, you come when you are not in class. Come on weekends, and you will be picked up on the weekend. We are also welcome at any time and will not treat you badly. of."

Under the perseverance and perseverance of the tour guide, Jiang Suisui could only promise to give it serious consideration first, and then he reluctantly left.

Seeing the people left, Jiang Suisui pulled Song Weizheng and quickly withdrew. They had stayed here for too long and wasted too much time.

The old lady Zhao wanted to come forward and say goodbye, but when she saw them hurriedly bid farewell, she couldn't continue to disturb, she could only silently look at the back of them leaving, showing a thoughtful expression on her face.

Father Zhao saw his wife staring at the other girl’s back, and couldn’t help but joking quietly: "Why? I won’t fall in love with the other girl again. Would you like to introduce Jiabao to be a wife?"

Mrs. Zhao squinted at him, and said in a grotesque way: "You regard me as someone! You want to be a matchmaker when you see a good girl?"

The old lady Zhao looked up and looked at the intimate backs of Jiang Suisui and Song Weizheng in front of her, and exclaimed: "You didn't see that these two are a pair? This girl is very good, she is alive and smart, but this The young man is also handsome and has a good temperament, and the two are very good match. If I say, Jiabao is not worthy of others."

Father Zhao looked up and nodded with approval: "It is true."

Then he shook his head again and sighed: "If only our Jiabao could be so stable and promising, we wouldn't have to worry about it all day."

"Fine, this life is to worry about our children and grandchildren, these are all debts we owe..." The old lady Zhao stared at the front with fixed eyes, she couldn't move her eyes away, she muttered seemingly: " I always think, that young man, looks kinda kind..."

Grandpa Zhao did not hear her softly murmur. When she was about to lower her head to ask, Jiang Qiuzhen, who had been ashamed and dare not to make a noise behind her, plucked up the courage to come forward and interjected: "Grandpa Zhao, Grandma Zhao, let's... let's continue to go up. ?"

The old lady Zhao returned to her senses, turned her head and glanced at her, her eyes were calm, without any emotion, but Jiang Qiuzhen's cheeks were still burning like fire.

The old lady Zhao said lightly: "Forget it, I'm old and can't climb a handful of old bones. Let's go here today, let's go back first."

After speaking, Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao turned around and walked slowly back together. Jiang Qiuzhen and the other friends stopped in place, with brilliant expressions on their faces, embarrassment and frustration.

In addition to being ashamed and embarrassed, Jiang Qiuzhen was angry and annoyed at this moment. She gritted her teeth and pulled her handkerchief fiercely. She felt ashamed and indignant when she remembered that her triumphant performance was seen as ugly and slapped on the spot.

She couldn't blame the two elders of the Zhao family, let alone admit that it was her own problem, so she could only put all her anger on Jiang Suisui, who had just pierced the bar.

Jiang Qiuzhen thought, don't let her meet this person again, or she must be good-looking!

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After Jiang Suisui pulled Song Weizheng away from the sight of everyone, he walked and said in pieces: "Do you think I shouldn't be nosy? I feel that if the girl's eyes are real, it may be transformed in the next second. The sharp sword stabbed me to death! It made me stressed! And that tour guide was so enthusiastic! But I was actually a little bit touched by his invitation."

"You said," Jiang Suisui turned to look at Song Weizheng, excitedly, "Can I go to their part-time job and earn some extra money?"

Song Weizheng took a deep look at her, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes. Before Jiang Suisui could tell him, he quickly lost his emotions and said indifferently: "It sounds good, you speak so well in foreign language, take this to exercise It's okay."

Jiang Suisui's originally raised smiling face stopped in an instant, and the whole person felt like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the thought of "it's over, it's over" kept coming up in her heart.

Jiang Suisui said, how did she forget her personality! She is a native of the village and has no chance to connect to English. How can she speak fluent English! ! !

It's a pity that Chiguawei was too immersed in watching it at the time, and I completely forgot about it. It was too obvious now. How should I explain it to Song Weizheng?

Various thoughts kept circling in her mind, trying to find a good excuse to explain this matter.

However, before she could think of a reason, she felt a slight heat on the top of her head. Looking up, Song Weizheng gently rubbed her head, and said warmly: "Don't think about it, don't say it if you don't want to."

Jiang Suisui was a little dumb, and after a while, she whispered: "You...Do you think I am a little weird sometimes?"

She had just thought about it carefully, and felt that she had been exposed more than a little bit earlier. Song Weizheng has always been keen, and perhaps she has already noticed something wrong.

Just when Jiang Suisui was full of anxiety, Song Weizheng lightly held her hand and said, "Maybe it's because you are so strange that I like you."

Jiang Suisui raised his head with a pounding heartbeat, a little unclear.

Song Weizheng looked at her, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if the wind was calm, but his eyes revealed solemnity.

"You seem to know a lot of things, and you seem to have a lot of secrets. I don't know what these mean. I just need to confirm that you will be by my side now and in the future. This is enough. Of course, maybe one day you will be willing Tell me your secrets."

Jiang Suisui pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little tormented in his heart.

Of course she also wanted to be honest with Song Weizheng, but this incident sounded too shocking, and she was not sure of the consequences.

Jiang Suisui just wants to integrate into this world, to be an ordinary person in the dust, and to meet the people he likes. She did not want to bear the possible consequences of accidentally revealing the secret.

She struggled back and forth between frankness and avoidance, worrying and guilt in her heart.

Seeing Jiang Suisui's face suddenly full of sadness and depressed, Song Weizheng chuckled her into his arms, patted her on the back, and comforted in his ear: "Why are you still wronged? Not to force you, just to express Here is my attitude. As far as I am concerned, whether you have a secret or not does not affect my liking for you."

"No grievance..." Jiang Suisui didn't really feel aggrieved at first, but after being held by Song Weizheng in her arms, her eyes suddenly became slightly hot inexplicably, and she almost couldn't say anything with her flat mouth.

Song Weizheng lightly stroked her neck, combed her hair with his fingers, and sighed softly: "Why don't you look like crying without being wronged?"

Jiang Suisui opened his arms around Song Weizheng's waist, and said with a cry in his voice: "There is really no grievance, I don't know what's wrong with me... I just... I just... don't know how to speak."

Song Weizheng sighed and said, "I was wrong, I shouldn't say this."

"No!" Jiang Suisui shook his head vigorously, "It's because I can't be honest with each other. I don't know how to tell you some things."

Song Weizheng gave a soft "um" and said warmly: "I don't know how to say it, then don't say it. I believe in everything about Suisui, what you say is what you say. We don't want this anymore, okay?"

Jiang Suisui hesitated and said: "Then do you feel that there is a hurdle in your heart and you can't get through? Do you feel that I have a secret behind you, and then you don't trust me?"

"Stupid." Song Weizheng said softly, "If I don't trust you, I won't go here with you."

"What's the matter with a secret? Will you hurt me?"

Jiang Suisui shook his head quickly: "Of course not!"

Song Weizheng chuckled, "That's it. Who doesn't have any secrets yet? Even me has secrets that you don't know."

"Woo..." Jiang Suisui hugged him tightly, his eyes were sore, and his heart swelled, and said, "Song Weizheng, I really like you so much! The biggest effect of my secret is to make me lucky. I met you!"

Song Weizheng was a little surprised, and then slightly curled his lips, with a warm smile in his eyes.

He said gently: "In this case, it sounds like a wonderful secret."

Jiang Suisui nodded in his arms: "Yeah! It's like that for me."

Song Weizheng chuckled, "Okay, then it will end? Let's not think about it. Let's continue to stand crying, and be careful when someone comes to see it."

"I didn't cry!" Jiang Suisui gave him a light push, then looked around and found that there was no one around him, "Frightened me again."

Song Weizheng gently stroked the wet corners of her eyes, and obediently said: "Okay, you are not crying. Then, let's continue walking?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Suisui nodded, tugging at the corner of his clothes, and continued to walk forward.

After a while, Jiang Suisui regained his vitality and asked heartily: "You just said that you also have a secret. What's the secret?"

Song Weizheng smiled and said, "I said it was a secret, how can I tell you?"

Jiang Suisui said persistently, "Just tell me a little bit, which aspect? Let me guess! I know a lot of secrets!"

"No." Song Weizheng joked, "You all have secrets, and I have to have them too, otherwise it's too unfair."

Jiang Suisui couldn't refute, so he hummed softly, "Don't say it!"

"Oh, okay, okay, let me tell you."

"What is it?"

"The secret is... If you don't leave quickly, you won't be able to go down for dinner before noon!"

As they moved forward, they talked and laughed, and their voices gradually faded away, leaving only laughter and joy, passing the Great Wall that has witnessed the years.