Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 162: Shangguan Yunqi’s Phone Call_1

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Shangguan Yunqi’s Phone Call_1

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Song Yunuan didn’t know that Gu Huai’an was actually pondering building a house out of thin air.

Now, she was becoming more and more proficient in managing the energy within her.

She often went running wildly in the woods, sending the little squirrels and wild rabbits scurrying in all directions.

Having had her fill of running, she decided it was best to return to normalcy.

So she took her brother for morning runs every day.

Xiaohua, Xiao Gang, and Xiao Ru soon joined them.

When Grandma Xia’s family moved in, they were joined by Xique.

Grandma Xia’s move was quick, and she was allocated a homestead lot, but with no money at hand, she could not afford to build a house. The money Xia Guilan had raised was refused by Zhu Feng, who suggested that they could work together and pay her back once they had the money—it would be the same.

They also mentioned how Grandma Xia had never lived a good day for the sake of her three children.

Old Mrs. Song didn’t like to gather together, always finding that things from afar smelled sweet and those close by smelled foul, but since it involved her daughter-in-law’s own mother, she refrained from saying anything. She even suggested that they could start laying the foundation first, as building a house wasn’t something that could be done in a day or two.

Anyway, Grandma Xia was temporarily living in the educated youth spot, and Sun Zhiqing was studying hard. With the special circumstances, he was allowed to continue living there.

In gratitude, Sun Zhiqing also endeavored to reciprocate, getting up early every day to clean both the educated youth spot and the brigade headquarters spotlessly.

Sometimes he even went to the Song family’s house to sweep the yard and tidy up the stable, and while he was at it, he would cut some fresh grass. Anytime Song Yunuan saw him, she would enthusiastically hand him a stack of exam papers, encouraging him to study hard and try to get into a university.

While touched by her gestures, Sun Zhiqing was also puzzled about where Song Yunuan got so many exam papers since she had just graduated from middle school and only started high school this year. The papers seemed to be prepared too early.

Yet, it was all for the better - when it was time for Song Yunuan to apply for university, he could prepare them for her in return.

High school was still a two-year system at the time.

That meant Song Mingbo would also be taking the university entrance exams next year.

Sun Zhiqing belonged to the last batch with relaxed admission standards, and he cherished this opportunity. His family sent him food coupons and money through the mail, mainly because of the many children at home. Over ten people lived in a house that was just about thirty square meters; if Sun Zhiqing went back, he wouldn’t even have a place to sleep, let alone study.

Now that the brigade had turned a blind eye, the Sun family urged him to really put in the effort.

Now that Grandma Xia’s family had come to live temporarily at the educated youth spot, he had cleaned up in advance. Seeing him living and eating alone wasn’t easy, so Grandma Xia proposed that they eat together. Sun Zhiqing took the initiative to pay for his meals—always more, never less.

At this moment, Song Yunuan, who had come back from running, brought Xique to the educated youth spot. Grandma Xia had just prepared breakfast. Song Yunuan took a basket of freshly steamed vegetable buns and ate them as she walked.

Of course, she couldn’t enjoy them alone; everyone got one.

Even Xiaohua received one.

While eating, Song Yunuan said, "Although it’s not good to eat while walking, why does it feel so delicious?"

Xiaohua glanced at Song Yunuan, who once seemed like a fairy descended from heaven, untouched by worldly concerns, but after spending more time with her, she realized how kind Song Yunuan was, beautiful in appearance and pleasant in speech.

Xiaohua told Song Yunuan, "It’s because we’re outdoors, not sitting in front of the kang table at home. It’s relaxing, so the food tastes better, like going to the mountains to pick mushrooms in autumn, bringing cornbread with pickles and drinking a sip of mountain spring water, it’s incredibly delicious."

Song Yunuan looked at Xiaohua, "What you say makes a lot of sense, let’s pick mushrooms together in autumn."

Xiaohua happily agreed.

Arriving at the doorstep of Song He’s house, she sent the two children into the yard. Song He, seeing Song Yunuan, quietly said, "Little Nuan, did you talk to President Huang about something? He spoke to me yesterday, told me to perform well. Although he didn’t specify, I feel like it has something to do with being made permanent."

I was excited at the time, but since it wasn’t official yet, I didn’t want to count my chickens before they hatched.

Apart from my wife, I only mentioned it to Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan pondered for a moment, "Then you just perform well and prepare your lessons well, who knows, maybe you could even become a university professor."

Song He was struck dumb; as a temporary, privately hired elementary school language teacher, he dared not even dream of becoming a university professor—that was more outlandish than the sun rising from the west.

Song Yunuan smiled amiably, "It doesn’t break the law to dream."

Lian Xiang also thought that Song Yunuan was joking. Once she had finished tidying up, she asked Song He to take the two children to school while she went to work at Yunuan’s elder brother’s house.

Now they were treated like workers, following the standard set by Song Yunuan.

Song Liang had also learned to cut cloth; in the small service station, there was no idle person.

Just as they were approaching the gate, they heard Chu Zizhou calling out, "Song Yunuan, you have a phone call."

Who could be calling her early in the morning?

Could it be Gu Huai’an?

Was it to tell her he had received a letter?

That seemed too eager.

Moreover, it was not his style.

Song Yunuan had no choice but to turn around and go back to the brigade headquarters.

Picking up the phone, Song Yunuan was quite polite, "Hello, may I ask who’s speaking?"

Unexpectedly, the voice on the other end was a strange woman’s voice, age indiscernible, full of impatience and disgust.

It was as if talking to her was a contamination.

"Is this Song Yunuan?"

Song Yunuan’s brows furrowed, and her voice cooled, "Speaking."

Shangguan Yunqi, trying to suppress her irritation, deliberately softened her voice, which sounded quite gentle, "I am Shangguan. Third Child Xia went to your grandmother’s home. I think you probably know a lot by now, but those are adults’ matters. You’re a good child, and you won’t get involved. I feel sorry for you; you were living well in the city but had to be sent back to the countryside to endure hardship. It just happens that your grandmother wrote a letter, asking you to..."

At this point, Shangguan Yunqi paused.

Song Yunuan purposely interrupted eagerly, "Asking me what? Hurry and tell me. Hey, why aren’t you speaking? Perhaps you’re no longer there?"

The emphasis on "no longer there" was heavy.

Shangguan Yunqi gritted her teeth, cursing internally that she was indeed the offspring of that old harlot, just as unpleasant and disgusting.

But she had to cajole the person to come.

Once she arrived, she would have no say in the matter.

She tried to make her voice even softer and more affectionate, "... your grandfather intends to arrange a job for you at the grain station, but I’ve heard a lot of not-so-good things. If you go to the grain station, you could only be a temporary worker. It’s both hard and tiring there. I told your grandfather that since Little Nuan doesn’t like studying, it’s better to get engaged early and find a good family where you won’t have to worry about food and clothing for life. There happens to be a suitable man, the second son of the Xiangjiang rich Zhong family. In his early twenties, not only is he handsome and dashing, but he is also a graduate from a famous international university and has a particularly gentle nature... Do you know Xiangjiang? It’s wonderful there, like a paradise on earth. Once you’re there, you’ll live in a big villa, not only eating delicacies from mountains and seas but also have over a dozen servants to take care of you. You’ll be able to wear the prettiest dresses, wear the most expensive jewelry and even travel abroad on planes and yachts. It’s like living the life of deities. Little Nuan, if you agree, just take the train to Beidu and I’ll meet you at the station."

The longer she spoke, the more excited she became.

If one could ignore the ferocity on Shangguan Yunqi’s face, one might believe she was truly going out of her way to arrange a bright future for Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan thought to herself, if it truly was the seventeen-year-old Song Yunuan receiving this call, do you think she would have believed it?

Song Yunuan felt that, most likely, she would have believed it!

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