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Thinking of the clothes she gave Song Hongli yesterday, of course Su Zhaoxue hoped he could wear them, but Song Hongli seemed to be very resistant, so she didn't say much.
"Then why don't I talk to the village chief and ask him to adjust the get out of class?"
Su Zhaoxue said in a low voice, but Song Hongli knew that no one would like this kind of weather.
He hesitated for a while and shook his head, but backed away when he thought of how cold it was outside.
Seeing Song Hongli's appearance, Su Zhaoxue only felt that Song Hongli at the moment was somewhat capricious and cute. He couldn't help laughing, and still took out the floral jacket and trousers that were placed in the cabinet before.
"Song Zhiqing, if you don't want to wear this dress, I'll help you bring the dress. When you're almost there, we'll find another place to change it."
What Su Zhaoxue thought of was a no-brainer. After all, she didn't have any other clothes here, and the clothes were guaranteed to be warm.
Song Hongli looked at the floral dress tangled, gritted his teeth, and decided to wear it.
Song Hongli frowned all the time, and said to himself that it didn't matter, everyone in this village wore it like this, and besides the original owner was good-looking, there would be no problem in wearing this kind of clothes.
After comforting himself, Song Hongli120 put on the floral jacket and trousers, as well as the black cotton shoes that Su Zhaoxue gave to him.
The moment he put it on, Song Hongli only felt that his whole body was a little heavier, but the feeling of the cotton fabric against his body was extremely warm.
"Song Zhiqing, you are so beautiful, even the clothes in the village don't feel the same when you wear them.
Su Zhaoxue stood aside, watching Song Hongli put on this flower jacket, and couldn't help saying.
She is not joking, but compliments from the bottom of her heart. Song Hongli is tall and thin, and his skin is white, even if this kind of flower jacket is indeed a bit vulgar, but wearing it on him actually raises the grade.
"Zhaoxue, you are so kind, you know how to comfort me."
Song Hongli didn't take Su Zhaoxue's words seriously at all, only thought she was perfunctory, so the two of them held hands and walked towards the teaching hut.
At first, Song Hongli didn't feel it, but when he walked outside wearing this dress, he felt that it was getting hotter as he walked.
The best cotton is airtight, and the inside is soft cotton, as if wrapping itself, it is extremely comfortable.
(cffd) Coupled with the pair of soft cloth shoes on his feet, Song Hongli knew for the first time that this kind of clothes was actually so warm. After wearing it, it was not only not cold, but also a little warm.
After walking all the way to the hut, Su Zhaoxue asked Song Hongli if he wanted to change his clothes. Song Hongli thought about the air-leak hut and decided to wear this clothes to class.
On the one hand, those children don't know anything, and on the other hand, the clothes are so warm that Song Hongli became physically and psychologically dependent on them. .
He finished the class without incident. Of course, Song Hongli also paid attention to the eyes of the children looking at himself during the class, and was relieved after finding that there was no confusion about his clothes.
After class, Song Hongli thought that he had to go back, but as soon as he pushed the door out, he saw Su Zhaoxue still standing at the door.
Waiting for herself, she held the bag with her own dress in her hand, and when she saw herself come out, she smiled at herself.
"Song Zhiqing, hello, I have just been watching your class outside, you know a lot.
The reason why Su Zhaoxue is different from other women in the village is because she is also a little interested in reading and literacy.
Times are different now, girls can also come to class, but when Su Zhaoxue was a child, there was no such condition.
In fact, she also wanted Song Hongli to teach herself more characters, but she felt that it was too much and did not dare to say more.
"Not many, Zhaoxue has been waiting for me? Is it cold?
Song Hongli didn't know what was going on, but when he came out and saw Su Zhaoxue waiting for him, he felt a little warm in his heart.
He touched Su Zhaoxue's warm hand and was relieved to find that the person was not cold.
"Song Zhiqing, I'm fine, I'm used to it in the village, let's go back, I'll make chicken soup for you today, lest you get hot again.
"Zhaoxue, thank you." Song Hongli was even more moved when he heard that Su Zhaoxue was going to give him another meal. He felt that Su Zhaoxue was really a good person.
And...the familiarity she gave to own made Song Hongli unable to help connect her to those who came before.
Thinking of this, Song Hongli suddenly grabbed Su Zhaoxue's hand and held it gently.
"Zhaoxue, do you also want to learn to read?
Song Hongli suddenly approached Su Zhaoxue and asked in a low voice, the latter's ears instantly turned red when he was so close.
Especially Song Hongli always had a faint scent of tea on her body, Su Zhaoxue felt it smelled very good, and she thought that every Heavenly Stems farm work must not smell bad, she felt shy and timid for a while.
It's just that Song Hongli's question made her more concerned than shyness.
"Well, actually, I've always wanted to learn how to write my own name. There was an Arbor who taught me before, but I've long forgotten it.
Su Zhaoxue said embarrassedly, hearing her words, Song Hongli took her hand with a smile, stretched out his own fingers and gestured on her palm.
The two stood in the farmland. Song Hongli was taller than Su Zhaoxue. He held Su Zhaoxue's not too smooth palm and wrote the word "Snow" on it.
"Zhaoxue, this is your name. 35
After Song Hongli finished speaking, she wrote another word for departure. She looked at Su Zhaoxue's stunned appearance and couldn't help but leaned in front of her.
"Do you feel it? I am writing my name now, Li. You can call me Li in the future.
"Eh...it's so warm.
After several days of heavy snow, it finally cleared up this afternoon.
Song Hongli was sitting on a chair outside the courtyard, holding the hot soup Su Zhaoxue had just given her in his hand, took a slow sip, and then narrowed his eyes leisurely, feeling sleepy again.
The body is full of warmth, which Song Hongli had rarely experienced before, but now, it is a real experience.
He never knew that clothes with so much cotton would be so warm on him.
The feeling of being close to the skin, the wind can't blow in, and the warmth can't get out, makes Song Hongli feel very comfortable.
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